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

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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.

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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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We stood without, there was no room within, Till the clapping of hands was over; Then my raptured soul on the melody Was wafted from fields of clover— And I felt the air colder and colder grow, What was my muse-horse intending? The beautiful Southland was left behind— To the North Pole we seemed ascending. Over Mt. Saint Elias, With its everlasting cap of snow, Still north to the frozen Yukon And the land of the queer Esquimau. Into the regions of Klondyke, Away in this climate of cold, Was my classmate Leonard Merriman Digging and digging for gold. Such an attraction has this ore of yellow For mortals here below, I found it difficult my quest to follow, Watching his golden pile grow. But finally leaving the river With its glittering sands of gold, My course was again toward the Southland And its myriad blessings untold. The last I saw of Merry, As we took the backward track, He was shoveling down by the Yukon, With a violin upon his back. Over the Canadian Rockies And the Selkirks grand and hoar, Over the wonderful glaciers And the canon’s tumble and roar, East to the St. Lawrence river, Hundreds and hundreds of miles, Into the green Archipelago— The beautiful Thousand Isles. Now in this favored labyrinth Around the eddying pool, Was quite an imposing establishment “Man’selle Parmele’s Cooking School.” How glad I was to see Hva No one can well surmise Unless he had twice lost his dinner Flying about in the skies. Her pupils were just the prettiest girls, And they served the best things to eat! In attractive caps and aprons white, My! when have I had such a treat? Refreshed in body if not in mind, I was ready for flight again, So into the great Metropolis We went with might and main. 29 In the middle of Madison Square, A platform had been erected, Multitudes of people were crowding around, Some lively and some dejected. I pressed close by this motley throng To learn of so great attraction, As the crowd burst forth uproariously, And my horse was crazed to distraction. “Behold! Behold the suffragette!’ A thousand tongues burst forth, “Hear the would-be voter Tell us of woman’s growth.” When on the platform broad and high With the old-time saucy air, Dressed in mannish habiliments, Stepped Charlotte O'Neill, I declare! I, with the audience, spell-bound stood, Great men with emotion swooned, As with her burning eloquence Our spirits were near consumed. When the last siren word was uttered, Such a sight would your pity command, A struggling mass of humanity Trying to shake Charlotte’s hand. I followed to the home of suffering, And slipped in with silent tread, Down past rows of white cotted cells, Many tales of sadness I read. Just before I reached the swinging door That lead into the open street, A familiar form in uniform white Arrested my sudden retreat. On her soft brown hair the snowy cap rested, On her brow the cute little frown; Margaret Pleasants, the gentle trained nurse, Was surely winning her crown. After a chat over school days, King Sol had dropped down a pace, And his afterglow on the beautiful bay Could all, thoughts of sorrow efface. But my Muse and I had no time to spare, Watching the sunset grow, We had engagements uptown on the Av’nue At the mammoth millinery show. Madame Jordan’s hat creations Were dreams of beauty and art, But after half hour in her tasty salon I was ready (without tears) to depart. Maggie had changed since the dear old times, Her spirits had quieted down, The charge of a big establishment Brought care as well as renown.