North Avenue Presbyterian School - Napsonian Yearbook (Atlanta, GA)

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1 APSONIAN an You Imagine The warm rays of the sun have already found their way through the green-draped windows, when the tiny silver clock begins screaming in energetic tones. These rays fall on the deeply slumbering form of a dark-haired lady known as Miss Jon Tav- lor, formerly of N. A. P. S., and witness her sudden awakening as she struggles to a sitting position and grumpily turns off the disturbing element. Stitling a yawn, she gazes sleepily around the smart room with the ultra modern furniture finished in green and silver. One familiar with mod- ern modes and fashions will immediately recognize this as the well-praised work of Mlle. Frances Crawford, one of the fore- most interior decorators of the day. Suddenly the sleepy lady turns and snaps on the television radio at her sideg then props herself up on soft pillows to enjoy the program, while eating breakfast and reading the mail. Immediately she is confronted by an old comrade, Beverly Peeples, who opens her mouth and begins to speak, immediately revealing her role as radio announcer. Ladies and Gentlemen, this is the studio of the N. B. C. radio system in New York City. We are about to begin our program for the day of May 31, 1944. When the gong strikes it will be exactly 7:00 o'clock, Eastern Standard Time, fmellow sound of a gongj, We shall start the day off right with the program led by one who calls her- self 'Vigoro,' known in real life as Ellen St. John Barnwell. Then appears on the screen the visage of Miss Barnwell, surrounded by her as- sistants, and a delightful cheering program follows for fifteen minutes. Again appears the announcer. Folks, you have just been stimulated by Vigoro in her morning program. Next we bring you the News of the Day, direct from the scene of the events, by that foremost of United States reporters, Miss Martha Rogers, of the United Press. Hello, Everybody! Greetings from United Press, the liveliest in the world. I've just heard that the first lady of the land, formerly the most charming Miss Mary Malone, will entertain at dinner this eve- ning the Democratic Candidates for the new presidency and vice-presidency, former Senator M. L. Colbert, and former Secretary of War, F. Longino. A new system of living called Recktocra- cy, which is acclaimed as even better than our present system of Technocracy, has been developed by the well-known Professor M. Carter, and her able assistant, Professor H. Pitman. Well, listen to this: it seems that the ladies are getting impatient over the new deluge of depression, declared to be the worst in history. Let me see, that word depression, have we ever heard it before! Back to the question, some prominent so- ciety women have organized a Prosperity Return Club, and have elected the following officers: President, Miss Thyrza Ellis and Vice-President, Miss Frances Schwab. These are two of our most charming ladies of prominence, and I wish them much better luck than the men have had. Of great interest in society was the im- pressive wedding of a well-known scion of society, Miss Eloisa Alexander, to Arch Duke Harloff of Anesthasia. The bride is known for her beauty, which was enhanced by a modish wedding gown and veil de- signed in Paris by the famous designer, Mlle. Bradshaw, former classmate of Miss Alexander. My last item of interest concerns the Red Cross Work in China. Great praise should be awarded to Miss Mary Claire May for her indispensable aid in the war regions. That's all, Folks! See you tomorrow. With these words, Miss Rogers disappears and announcer Peeples takes her place. f'This is the N. B. C. network. We trans- fer you now to Station H. C. L., at Columbia University, for a program on Dead Lan- guages and History. This will be conducted by the Head of the Department of Dead Languages, Professor P. Hynes, and Head of History Unit, Professor Ware. The lat- ter is well-known for her series of History Books now being nationally taught in High Schools. With these words, the scene changes and the Honorables Hynes and Ware begin a very interesting program during which time jo obtains additional entertainment in reading a novel of heartbreaks and love, The Old Day: of 1933, written by the pop- ular novelist, Adelina Hall. IQW J Puge 3 0

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NQ4PSONIAN C 11155 IV!!! COUNTY or FULTON, CITY or ATLANTA, STATE or GEORGIA. To Whorn It May Concern: We, the Senior Class of '33, while we are yet in possession of sound minds and bodies, having attained sufiicient age, do hereby collectively and individually be- queath, donate, grant, or thrust upon our destined followers these items: ITEM I. To the students of N. A. P. S. in 1933-'34 we hereby bequeath our beloved Alma Mater with the hope that they will cherish her as their worthy prede- cessors have done. ITEM II. To the Freshmen we do bequeath our ability to win class parties, and all best wishes for the future. ITEM III. To our little Sisters, first, the grand feeling of possessing a little Sister instead of being one, second, our uncanny ability for co-operating CU. ITEM IV. To the juniors, first, we donate the haunting antipathy for the fu- tureg second, we bequeath our Senior privileges which we have not failed to take complete advantage of. After much thought and consideration, we do hereby bequeath to the following these personal possessions: To Gladys Lantz, the many wads of gum which grace the interior of Peggy Ulrich's locker. To Anne Rucker, May Belle Howard, Hilda May Robey, and their associates, the back row in Chapel, from this year's occupants. ' To Betty Fugitt, Mary Cary Maynard's spontaneous laughter. To Sarah Greene, Martha Roger's sure cure for colds CPD, her beloved camphor bottle. To Anna Belle Watson, Adelina Hall's never ceasing curiosity. To Betty Weithington, Margaret Allais' dignity. To Mary Joyce Papy, Frankie Marbury's love for skating. To Helen Hoffman and Jean Porter, Eugenia Knight's nonchalance. To Elizabeth Blackshear, Pickett Hynes' little black notebook. To Elizabeth Ann Wartmann and Ann Hubbard, Mary Carter's and Wynnette Cleveland's exclusiveness. ' To Charlotte Granberry, Marjorie Gould's knowledge of fraternities. To Alice Reins, Mary Kneale's proverbial hair ribbons. To Polly Barnwell, Louise Brown's brilliance and dignity. To Barbara Selman, Lucy .Rauschenberg's wholesomeness. We, the undersigned, in the presence of the testator and each other, and having full confidence in the Class of '34, do hereby appoint each member an executrix without bond and with full power. FRANCES Sci-IWAE, THYRZA ELLIS, For the Class of '33. I 9 3 3 Page 29

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5fAPSONlAN In 30 minutes the radio program again changes and Chanda the Magician CH. Wisebergj, makes her appearance, uttering drawling mysterious monosyllables. ' This over, the announcer comes back. We now present a program direct from the 'National Film Studios' in Hollywood, conducted by producer M. C. Maynard. Maynard is said to write her own scenarios, direct, and even act in her productions. She has declared recently that her fame was due to her Mother's beaten biscuit and sausage. I recall also that Maynard was known for her cleverness even when a high school student. The screen shows the slim figure of Di- rector Maynard, who presents an exciting drama of mystery, with the heroine's part enacted by that most sophisticated and sleek- haired Miss M. Allais, of world-wide fame as an actress. In between the acts is the peppy music of the outstanding orchestra, led by that queen of jazzland, Peggy Ulrich. Selections are given by the world's best trombone player, C. Smith, and popular drummer, J. Tharin. While they are per- forming, Ho, receiving the benefit of their cheering tunes, scans her Income Tax Bill, which bears the name of Miss W. Cleve- land, the Federal Tax Commissioner. After this period of syncopation, the an- nouncer returns to say, Folks, here's a rare privilege, which we shall bring to you. You will be taken to the scene in San Francisco Bay where Admiral Richard E. Byrd is leaving on his last voyage to 'Little Amer- ica.' Here we are, gazing at the Admiral himself, standing in the bow of the ship. The person beside him is none other than one of the most daring young explorers of the day, L. Rauschenberg, who will be an indispensable aid to Byrd on this trip. Let us leave the ship and gaze at the wildly cheering crowd on the wharf. Many fa- mous people are here. Here are three of them: Mary Kneale, outstanding woman athlete in America. With her is her man- ager, Theresa Pope, and her trainer, R. Zoll. They are soon to leave for Japan where Kneale will compete in the Olympics, and is expected to break all records in women's events established by Babe Did- rickson, Texan. Now back to the studio for 15 minutes with Clara, Lou, and Em, which parts are played by Misses Marion Baughn, Audrey Jacoby, and Myrth McCracken. The three ladies make their appearance and engage in very entertaining conversa- tion, at the end of which follows a program of music presented by the charming group called the Dixie Trio. These young ladies are Misses Frances Barge, Eugenia Knight, and Mildred Eves, and they are accompanied by one who is known as Little Jill Little, Miss Aileen Seymour. While listening to th-is music Jo picks up some mail that has just arrived and comes upon a 1944 pamphlet of the new Greater Naps, and upon opening it reads that Miss Thyrza Askew is chairman of the Board of Trustees and Miss Alice Rivers is Acting Principal. Jo is astonished and delighted to discover a group of her former classmates in the Faculty: Marjorie Gould, Director of Physical Education, Frankie Marbury, Art Instructor, and Louise Brown, Instructor of Aeronautics. Upon reading that, Jo, realizing that the hour is late and there is much to be done this day, snaps off the radio, and runs into the dressing room. In a few minutes she emerges in a neat business outfit with the revived high neckline and broad shoulder effect, and endearing feminine touches here and there. Stepping into the next room, she takes her place in the tiny shining auto-giro, and whirls her way up through the skylight and out into the busy modern world. Jo TAYLOR, '33. l9?? Pugc 3 1 x e