New Hanover High School - Hanoverian Yearbook (Wilmington, NC)

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Senior Poesy There was a young student named Clark, Had always to go home in the dark, For because of her beauty, All boys thought it a duty, To chaperone her every walk. AvO. MM. There was a young girlie named May, Who lisped every word that she'd say, But she did it so cute, That I’d rob, and I'd loot, To be able to language that way. A OTM: Q@ Proposal, 1920 I asked her if she loved me true; “Shucks!”’ she said; “‘O bother! I'll tell you all that after you Have interviewed my father.” FOB AY he When Poney Boy proposed to me I heard him say his say, And then, to carry out the joke, I answered him ‘“‘Neigh, Neigh!” “None but the brave deserve the fare” The car conductor said, As smiling he grabbed the proffered coin— And punched the passenger’s head. A:.O. M. A.O. M. “To shuffle off this mortal coil,” The angry pretzel said, “In my case means just to be chewed, So I don’t care how soon I’m dead.”’ As OM, CHild ‘W tolets Soft-tinted harbingers, sent with the morning, Fresh from the woodland, moist with the dew; Symbols of faith in a new world aborning; Emblems of faithfulness, lasting and true. ’T was really but a “fruitless quest,” when I proposed to her; (The mem’ry of which moment makes the hot : blood bubble); Though now—that I recall 1t— twas not fruitless after all, For I surely got a “Lemon” for my trouble. A.O. M. 27 AmOxr Bb. “Coign of vantage” is a phrase I’ve often heard folks use, Expressing the choice picking of the way; But the only coin of vantage That I need in my line Is the kind on which Miss Liberty holds sway. A.O. M.

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One of the most important events in our last year’s work was the mid-term examinations, because our diplomas were in the balance. But we passed those safely over, only one of the Class dropping out, leaving twenty-two to finish the course. Taking all into consideration we feel that our last year has been our best. Although we do not claim to be a brilliant Class at all yet we have generally had a fair proportion on the Honor Roll. In Athletics too, the boys have had their due share of victories. Our Class has furnished both the football and baseball teams with some of the best EOS Also the managers of the teams. So on the whole, though not an extraordinary Class, we have not fallen below the average, and as we look back on our High School c ourse we all no doubt feel that we have at least made great progress since we entered as Freshmen in 1907, and that we have at least made a good start towards a higher career. Let us see to it that we profit by our four years together, and so live in the future as to bring only honor and credit to the Class of 1911. A NIGHT H{IDER 26

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Class Prophecy A task had been assigned me: Miss Carr had sa id the word; A monstrous task, yowll all agree, When all of it yowve heard. Oh! listen to the declaration that made my hands turn cold: Your task is this— Draw back the silken curtain From the days that are to be, And reveal to us the future Of this Class in History. No double faced Janus Was at hand to give me aid, No Pithoness on tripod Passed out oracles ready made, Nothing but grim fancy Could my arduous task make light ; Encircled in her nebulous arms My spirit could make the flight. Hazier and hazier Grew my fancy’s veil, Till everything in earth and heaven Seemed lost in a dreamy gale. After the mist and the cloud cleared away, My pulses leaped with delight, The Class Prophecy of 1911—Hooray! For Pegasus all bridled stood ready for fight. A moment we rested on Mother Earth, Then up to the heavenly blue. Up, up, up over mountain peaks Higher and higher we flew. Now we drifted along in the rarefied air With scarcely a thought for the morrow. When life is a dream with never a care, Why of “Old Father Time” need we borrow? But suddenly such a commotion In the heavens was seldom seen, My steed was wild with emotion, And the very air turned green. A monstrous array of flying machines, As man had yet only dreamed of, Came whizzing and buzzing and whirring be- tween The sunlight which streamed from above. Twas a race in mid-air ; The world’s renowned “Aviator,” they say, With the world-famous Novelist was Flying away. 28 Come, Pegasus, come We must join that race; Perhaps if we hurry We can see her fair face. No air ship built by mortal man Could ever distance cover In such brief time as my steed can; Beware, oh, ardent lover! So in a moment, or perhaps in two, Tis hard to keep time when yowre flying, We were up with the Aeroplane built for two And into two faces were prying. Willard Cantwell and Mary Worth! Two classmates I held most dear; Who would have thought it in High School Days! Mated geniuses resorted to air. After this shot, my hand grew unsteady, So gently touching bridle, We slowly descended to dear Mother Earth And found the old lady not idle. She had swept all. the landscape with South and West breezes And kissed all the icefields away, She had dressed hill and dale with verdure that pleases And the brooklets were holding May Day. Afar in the distance were milling Herds of cattle full many a score, As the lark to his mate softly trilling Whispered “Twilight is here once more.” When look! and I startled with awe! For leading her broncho between Came Oceana Cavenaugh, The ranchman’s bride and the cowboy’s queen. So free and easy the life there seemed Twas in my heart to stay, But with nineteen more lives to be foreseen I had to be up and away. Passing low o’er western down My eyes caught the glad array Of hundreds of people going to town To celebrate a festal day. The concert stage held two stars of note Of equal magnitude, And both were to play the selfsame day And not on the other intrude. For Katie Louw Meredith Could warble her lay While Edelweiss King The piano would play.