North View High School - Southside Echoes Yearbook (North View, VA)

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Class of 1908 Colors : Dark Blue and Gold. Motto: “Nulla Vestigia Retrorsutn.” Flower: Laurel. CLASS YELL. Rip! rah! rah! ree! Dixie ! Dixie ! A la tete ! Nineteen-eight ! Ah! CLASS ROLL. Ogburn, Virginia Flournoy. Petty, Lizzie Webb. Russell, Helen Smithson.

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SOUTHSIDE ECHOES 13 This school (high school grades) was taught the first two years by Miss Helen Johnson, full graduate of B. F. I., Blackstone, Va. ; the third year by Prof. H. M. Tardy, A. B., of Washington and Lee University, Lexington Va., as prin- cipal ; the fourth year by Prof. W. N. Willis, A. B. and A. M., of Western Maryland College, Westminster, Md., as principal. We feel specially proud of this school, it being the first county high school in Southside Virginia to prepare full graduates this year. Thanks are due to our beloved Division Superintendent and the members of the Buckhorn School Board for their aid and guidance in the management of this school. Thanks are also due to the patrons, who have stood by and endorsed the management, thereby making it what it is, viz. : one of the best schools in Southside Virginia. We wish to thank our School Inspector, Mr. Jas. S. Thomas, for his hearty approval and cordial support of this school. As patrons of this school, let us all rally to the support of the same, and give to all of our children the education they deserve, thereby making them better citizens and more fit to battle with the world. Long live the North View High School !

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JjHsftorp of tfje Class, 3Dtte, 1908 ' Standing with reluctant feet, Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood and childhood fleet !’’ Virgil says, “Varium et mutabile semper femina,” (Woman is ever a changing and fickle thing). This apt quotation epitomizes the history of the class of 1908. Through trials, sorrows and joys we have passed, until we can now look in retrospective view at our foibles and follies and strive to profit by the mistakes of our earlier years and immaturity. We have been “ever-changing,” and, we must admit it, fickle. But our purpose has ever been true to our Alma Mater. Many, weary of the strife for academic advancement, have fallen by the way-side and laid down the burden of school-life. We regretted very much to lose these, our classmates, as we pressed onward toward the goal of graduation. Somewhere, — the records fail to state clearly where, — Virginia Ogburn was born. It matters not; it was in spot of the beloved Southside ! Do we know her? Yes, she is that curly- haired girl that we have seen around here every day. She is tall, slender, has thick red lips, large hazel eyes, and right pretty, — so she thinks. She didn’t care much for music, or flowers, but was a great admirer of boys. She seemed a little fickle, as all of us women are. All through these many years of hard toil and difficulties, her aim has been always to have her name on the honor roll, and at the final day to receive VIRGINIA OGBURN