North Carolina School for the Deaf - Clock Tower Yearbook (Morganton, NC)

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CLA S SOF NIAN- AR LSIEEN gel) ely When Miss Peck, our beloved Principal, came to us three years ago, she put us all together and with 1911 our history as a class begins. Our class spirit was strong from the start and our great ambition was to prove that we were worthy of all that had been done and was being done for us. Our girls are all members of the Fepha Club which Miss Peck introduced. We are proud of being members, for membership depends upon character and behavior. We have weekly meetings over which Miss Peck presides. The personal touch of the principal has been of Sten ser- vice and pleasure to us. Our boys are members of the Sterling Society, a similar club for boys and Mr. Birck has been of great help to them. One of the most pleasant events of our class life was the reception which -we, as Juniors, gave to the graduating on last year. One feature of the evening was a con- t—quotations ’ from vine reading for the year— and ee Jones won the pri At the close of the ne we had aeuihtintions and I think all of us covered ourselves with glory. In the fall, when we came back and found Physics, Algebra and the required reading for college entrance ahead of us, our hearts misgave us and'‘our class confer- ences were by no means optimistic... We did our best though and our tasks are over. “The End Crowns the Work.” (8)

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Mesa One NINE Tih N FIFTEEN Class History Llizabeth Julian. If there is luck in: odd numbers, we should be a most fortunate class, for “we are seven,” we have three teachers - and this is nineteen fifteen. - But as a matter of fact, we have had a pretty tough time reaching our present goal. We are not willing to admit that we:are odds and ends but none of us started out under the same teacher. ‘Everett Brown came first but hasn’t ae here longest. He stayed at home for two years. He says he stayed be- cause-he was not well, but I have a sneaking idea that the path of learning was rather thorny for his tender feet. Alice Hardin entered about one month later than Ev- erett. Her father brought her in a buggy from her mountain home forty miles away. - These big buildings, the great crowd of children and the strange faces so ut- terly bewildered her that every one’s sympathy was en- listed and she was petted to contentment. Her sweet nature and bright mind soon made her a great favorite end it was hard for us to give her up the years she guaved at home with her sick mother. In 1902, Willie Benfield and Myrtle Stoekton came and Willie has been with us ever since. Myrtle’s father smoved to Georgia in 1910 and she went to the Georgia School for one year. But that was enough for her and she wended her way back to the Old North State. Elizabeth Julian from Charlotte and Josie Durham from the county of Chatham entered in 1903 and Jennie Jones, a fat little black-eyed girl, in 1904. (7)

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— See Or NINATEAN FIFTEEN Gwenty Years After. Jennie Jones. Soon after my graduation in 1915, my mother moved West and made our home in a little mining town not far from Denver. During the first few years of my exile from my native state, I was so homesick and miserable that I did not have the heart to try to make the best of things and I am ashamed to confess that the letters of my dear class mates were unanswered. But never for one minute did I forget them and ch! how I longed for the happy days we spent together in Mor- ganton. ; But youth is buoyant, so in spite of my strange surroundings and the absence of my friends, I be- gan to feel the spell of the golden West and to be inter- ested in the people. Years past swiftly and the little mining town had be- come a busy city. My mother had prospered in her board- ing house venture and we had a beautiful home with all the modern conveniences and a great many luxuries. Though she had become independent, she still took boarders for everybody in the West works, you know. They don’t know anything about the dreamy, delightful ‘ease of life in the South. Just across the street from our home, was the Car- negie Library and I was fortunate enough to be the li- brarian. In this way, I came in contact with cultured people and “how thankful I was for my ability to read the lips and (9)