Newton Conover High School - Cardinal Yearbook (Newton, NC)

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eerie- lr fs x fl, F NSN. ' it wi1'iSQli:l'x WRX-l'w sg? Class Prophecy On the night of February 25, 1938, I was looking through the ads in the beauty magazine Charming. The picture of Prince Ali Bendo caught my eye. He was standing between Amos and Andy. My eye lids fluttered, and suddenly I saw Prince Ali Bendo in person before me. He was holding his glass crystal in his hand and beckoned me to come to him. I went, and he pointed his finger towards his crystal, saying: Behold the world ten years hence. As I steadied my nerves and looked into the right of the crystal, I found Esther Adams sitting up late studying, so that she could teach her first grade pupils. I looked still farther to the right and saw something moving like lightning. It was Elmina Arndt playing professional basketball with the New York Light- ning Streaks. I winked my eyes: surely there was no smoke: but I saw Beatrice Amos with a smoking cake in her hand. She was running from someone. It was Bill Taylor, who had a very greedy look in his eyes. My eyes bulged this time as I looked. There was George Baker standing on the summit of Baker's Mountain gazing at the iron ore which he had re- cently discovered. A car stopped suddenly and out jumped Curtis Sharpe, star reporter for The Newton Morning Post, who, seeking an interview, had brought state geologist, Joe Smith, to determine the exact amount of iron in the ore. I switched my gaze to the left and beheld a great string of beauty salons. Upon close inspection, I found these salons made up the main street of Beauty- ville. I looked in each window and found the first salon operated by Margaret Bolick, the second by Sara Bess Lackey with Hazel Lackey's next door. Farther down the street I found Adelia Smith's joining Helen Whisnant's, followed by Dorothy Hewitt's and Thelma Goodman's. Then came Vernice Stover's. After seeing many beautiful women leave the salons and go up the street to their homes, I realizelcl that I had seen enough beauty to last me for awhile, so I looked to the nort . There I saw a multitude of people in Newton's new Municipal Amphi- theater listening to Miss Katherine Price and her violin, accompanied at the piano by Miss Sara Bollinger. Miss Gladys Cox, metropolitan opera star, sang be- tween the numbers. These young ladies are on a concert tour of the country. Suddenly my head began to swim and I saw the Catawba General Hospital Inc. Just to the right was the Nurses' new home, on the porch of which Miss Gladys Canipe, the famous technician from Newton, was reading Miss Ethel Bowman's weekly article on housekeeping which appears in Mr. Joe Elower's House Wives magazine. I turned Prince Ali Bendo's crystal around and saw speeding along the highway, one of the lovely new Clarke busses, which was being driven by Mr. Paul Lackey. This new bus line of Miss Lois Clarke is the only franchise owned and managed by a lady in North Carolina. I cocked my head and gazed again. There was the great flying ambulance Health soaring away to the East on a mission of mercy. This route is from Chicago to New York. Looking closer, I saw nurses, Margaret Pace and Doris Cline, conversing with co-pilot, L. A. Yount. Page Nineteer' 1 lmirrtrii THIRTY-Elfllll il .x I E.. .L

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I'-A W TT 'TAI l 525 I 1 A ' lj'- , -X... v ,As . X. , ..-. B ran, ,,,1,r,A,,,s If ,Av W C ,M f f l .':--F-fs. 1 -,V-,L, . 3. .:,u,Af3-1-, . V '--,V lrczi-J' , Lf,5,.!,!f' P -fr , rM ,i Senior Class History A long, but interesting game is now slowly but surely coming to an end. For four seemingly short years, we, the Seniors of Newton High, have played this game-sometimes willingly and happily, sometimes the opposite, but never- theless, we have played it. At the finish, we are all just a little sad and perhaps some are a trifle regretful on account of the way we have played at times. This memorable game began in the year 1934. In September, one hundred and fifteen Freshmen generously arrayed the halls and classrooms of Newton High School. Contrary to the fact that Freshmen are supposedly very green , the members of this group seemed to know their way around-much to the chagrin of the Upper Classmen. We were coached by Mr. Barkley, Mr. Rhyne, and Mr. Southerland, with Robert Amos as our chosen captain at this, the start- ing point. The girls' basketball team won the Western North Carolina cham- pionship this year. the football team also gaining fame. By the time the school term ended in May, the majority of us had mastered the usual required subjects and could no longer be termed Freshmen, either green or otherwise. Thus ended the First Quarter. The second quarter began with the number of players decreased to seventy- five. However, we were consoled by the fact that we were entering a brand new school building. Josie Little, under the leadership of Mr. Gurley and Mrs. Mann, led us to victory this year. Incidentally, the football team was also vic- torious. Then May again rolled around marking the end of the half. With the beginning of the second half, we, or rather sixty-eight of us, had become Juniors. We accomplished outstanding feats this year, giving one of the most elegant Junior-Senior banquets in the history of Newton High. To do this We sold refreshments at football games and sponsored the play, Call Me Mike. Our Class rings also were pronounced exceptional. It was this year that the football team won the championship, together with both the boys' and girls' basketball teams. A national honorary Beta Club was organized in our school too, during 1937. We gave the credit of bringing this portion of the game to such a successful conclusion to Miss Gainey and Miss Fisher, helped of course, by Philip Moose. Now it will soon be time for the last quarter to end. This year Mr. Cuurley has succeeded Mr. Campbell as our Superintedent and Mr. Rhyne has been made principal. The Class has again chosen Philip Moose as leader, and is being ably advised by Miss Shore and Miss Hall. Under this supervision we are again ac- complishing outstanding tasks. We are publishing the Hi-Life semi-monthly, and are also making possible this, the fifth edition of the CARDINAL. For this latter purpose we are selling candy and giving a Senior play, Romance in a Boarding House. The contributions of business firms in Newton, Conover, and Hickory have also aided this publication. This year, the football team barely missed winning another championship, with the girls' basketball team successfully coming through on top. This ne'er-to-be-forgotten game is now ending, and we, the Seniors of Newton High, are, we think, the victors. Whether, after we have parted, we will continue to be such, no one knows, but Classmates, always remember, it's the way you play the game that counts. SARA Brass LACKEY, Historian. Page Eighteen w T...-3 ..F,y,,.,,,,.,,, 1 'Vll la lf fi 24 G-' 0 it ll ,I e -Q ran uriiriasilc - TT

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l -QQ T9 W Qi ii A-1 .. .ii i ' l 'QR .L . . . -?.,.---,L - , V, , mfxwvi. L. LIL., 1 , i , .J g.. 1. N' M kv., fx, -. 'TY i I i l Closing one eye, I looked and saw M.. B. Cook and Robert Huitt accepting positions in the HU. S. Naval Dept. from the honorable Forrest Lawing, who is in charge of the designing and modeling department of the Navy. I looked deep into the crystal and saw a cloud of large red bubbles. Bobby Ervin, the great chemist of Duke University, was giving a man-made produc- tion of the Aurora Borealis. Mr. Ervin had a copy of the world's most famous picture of the Aurora Borealis, taken by Watson Gabriel for the National Geo- graphic magazine. which he put on exhibit with his production for comparison. A little to one side, I saw two familiar faces. They were Virginia I-Iuitt and Katheryn Sherrill, who were discussing sending their new modern history book to Mr. Brady Holland for publication. As I looked I saw a little boy go into the A. and P. store in Startown. He went straight up to Walter Mauney, the manager, to buy a stick of candy with a penny, which Mr. Ralph Setzer, a prosperous farmer of that section had given him. This store had just been completed carrying out the orders of Mr. Craig Hilton, business manager of the A. and P. stores. I switched the crystal around again and saw Commander Carl Huffman of Port Bragg conversing with the first lieutenant, Roy Yount. They were com- paring the bids of Robert Keever, W. L. Lefevers, George Martin, and Howard Whisnant, who were representatives of their respective construction companies. I looked to the south of the crystal and saw Mr. Jimmie Isenhower, the great cotton wizard of Conover, instructing his cotton buyers, Mr. Glenn Young. Allen Lee Setzer and Oscar Simmons to buy 100,000 shares of stock each in the cotton market. This made the price of cotton boom skyward and I saw Robert McCreight selling his shares and retiring. As I gazed to the southeast I observed a large spacious restaurant. I peered in the window and saw Miss Mary Alice Lingerfelt, owner and manager of the concern, checking the money in the cash register. Miss Mary Alice Lawing. her hostess. was talking to Philip Moose about his world famous picture, the Lone Moose . Miss Dorothy Payne and Miss Marjanelle Kenimer, waitresses, were taking it ea-sy, by sitting in the back of the room. I shook my head to clear my vision, but to no avail. I saw Josie Little and Frances Setzer among a group of vacationists swimming in the surf at Miami Beach. As Miami Beach faded away, I saw Wilma Smith and Freida Simmons be- fore a newspaper office. planning some bills and posters to have printed for Miss Edith Young's campaign for mayor in the coming election. The crystal grew cloudy and then cleared in time for me to see Make War- lick board the transport plane from Newton to Miami Beach. Miss Warlick was met by Mr. Brady Mullinax, dancing supervisor of the Beach, who pre- sented her with a contract to teach a dancing school once a week in Miami. Miss Warlick plans to fly back and forth each week for her school. My head began buzzing slightly, so I looked again while I could, and saw Harold McGee, manager of the Home Stores, and Wade Sigmon, pharmacist for the City Pharmacy, discussing their old school days in Newton Hi. The buzzing in my head increased and then disappeared. I opened one eye, and to my surprise saw lying in my lap, the Charming magazine open at the picture of Amos and Andy and Prince Ali Bendo. J ANICE LITTLE, Class Prophet. Page Twenty m 'v W ri 1' -'J T. nf -1- if ll ' l Lf l. l ll! L 9 - --- --