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

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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

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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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iG SOUTH SIDE ECHOES a coveted diploma of the North View High School. We are glad to congratulate her now she has gained her purpose. May she have her schoolmates to follow in the same path that she has already trodden. While she now begins her life’s journey, may she be crowned with much success. And yonder is our little “bean pole,” Lizzie Petty! Ah! we had almost forgatten that she was in existence. She has been so quiet and easy, — just like our little pet mouse. I wonder why she is stepping so lightly, and is wearing such a sweet smile on her face this bright June morning? Perhaps she is expecting to receive one of those dip- lomas, too. You had better step faster or else you will get here too late. Isn’t that a cute little hat she is wear- ing, with a blue and gold band around it? Yes, you have been true with your gold and blue, to your Alma Mater. Loddie ! child ! don’t you be peeping at me cross-eyed from under those glasses on your long nose, for I surely will not hurt you. No, Helen can’t do you any harm, for you have often showed her what the “characteristics” of those old logarithms are, and also where to put those little decimal points. Such friends are hard to find, and one would seldom see one like her in a whole day’s journey. “Blest be the tie that binds, our hearts in schoolmate’s love.” But only one thing “ailed” this girl. She didn ' t give the little “sap- head” boys a bit of encouragement. They were not quite up- to-date enough on Latin and French for her, I suppose. But why didn’t she go on and talk to them in plain English? (The echo repeats the query, “Why?”) Lozzie! girls, just look out the window and you will see that jolly little Helen Russell coming. Now doesn’t she look LIZZIE PETTY