Newport News High School - Anchor Yearbook (Newport News, VA)

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20 THE ANCHOR Claude in liis studies is not very good. Kut there is one tiling about it. he could if he would. Unidie is a bright industrious lass She missed a half-year and now she will pass. Kernard is clever as none will deny Kut his word of all words is the capital “I

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THE ANCHOR 19 Yes, there’s Euphie, she’s bright it is true Hut what slie knows she will not tell you. .Wilson is politeness through and through Nothing asked of him is too much to do. Hogge is right good in mathematics and such But has one fault, he will talk too much. (), Emma, dear Emma, she’s stately and fa i r .toll. Mein !ott in Himinel you do if you dare.

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THE ANCHOR 21 Senior Class History g L THOUGH it is almost impossible for those we leave behind to forget the career of the noble seniors of June, 1912, still, for the benefit of those who have not dwelt within these “Old High School Walls” during the last four years, the annals of our grand old High School life must be discussed briefly. When we, a class of boys and girls, entered as “Rats” there was hardly one among us who realized the difficulty of our undertaking, but it was only a short time before everyone of us understood that we must study hard; for none from our jolly bunch wanted to be left behind. Of course, there were times when we felt that we needed a little recreation, and you will agree with us that “Between your studies it will pay, To sometimes have a little play.” Our first two years included a Domestic Science Course for the girls, and Manual Training for the boys. It would take too much space to record all of our good times in those departments. At the end of this course the girls pro- duced their crowning glory, a dinner in honor of ' their beloved teachers in which they exhibited their culinary art. In behalf of this great love for their noble teachers, especially (Cat) Taylor they added little extras to the dinner, such as the “cayenne” to Mr. Taylor ' s consomme (which he politely devoured, all the while burning within). The achievments of our boys must remain un- told, for it has been their policy from times way back, “To keep mum as to their great accomplishments.” Of course, we had other lessons too, such as (hard old) Latin, dear to all of us. We also Had lectures “on the greatness of Ben Greet” by Prof. Edwin Shewmake, who was a jolly good fellow. But we didn’t mind these short talks, as they generally took our English period, and oh ! but we did love English. All of these days of our Rat and Soph career were not idled away, for we rapidly became learned young ladies and young gentlemen. And what pride we felt at hearing a Miss or Mr. put on to the front of our name. We finally realized our great importance, and when we were promoted to that grand old name “Juniors” we were surely “it.” Our members proudly strutted about the halls, heads high, as monarchs of the school kingdom. No, we didn’t bow our heads to the seniors for even from the first, we have ac- knowledged no man our superior. What difference did the rank of a senior make? Were we not juniors launched into the third year of our school life? During this year the Normal Course was put in, and most of ns dropped Latin as it were red-hot iron, and quickly picked up the cooling psychology, meth- ods, or business course, leaving only three girls and a group of about ten boys to strenuously pore over Cicero and the like. We kept a pretty fair conduct record ; but lo and behold one month came and to the surprise of all, the space