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

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SOUTHSIDE ECHOES 19 “Well,” said he, “there was that jolly good girl, Virginia Ogburn, with curly, chestnut-brown hair and hazel eyes, who was always lively and on good terms with everyone. I see her now after receiving her diploma, teaching in a college in her old native State. She is making for herself a reputation as a fine teacher, making all her pupils love her, as well as being competent for her work. My! but she is a busy and industrious body ! Helping in all the clubs and societies, doing good wherever she can. But I can see she will not be here long, for already she has been out automobiling several times with a prominent and promising professor. Madam Rumor says there will be a marriage in that vicinity before very long. Her happy nature and pleasant smile will not allow her many years of labor in th e educational advancement of the State. “Now comes Helen Russell, the quiet and kindly-looking girl, with dark hair and soft dark eyes. She was always study- ing hard and getting few demerits. Always pleasant with and ready to help others. Now since she has received her diploma she has a position in a school in her sister State. Here she divides her time between teaching and helping in the church work. Although she does her duty in her school, we can see her tendency to be stronger for her other work. Finally we see her give up her school entirely for studying the Bible and missionary work. Fler interest and devotion to it becomes more intense every day and at last we see her a missionary in Japan, teaching the heathen men, women and children about Christianity, and doing a great work for Christ. “Now for our last one. After examinations were over, we watched our little black-haired and blue-eyed Lizzie Petty. All summer she has been planning her future, but still she is un- decided. Oh, yes ! I think I see her now, a trained nurse, with her white cap and apron. My ! but doesn’t she look nice with her pretty black hair peeping from under her snow-white

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Class $ropfjecj After a hard day’s work at school I retired early, hoping to get a much needed rest. But the desired slumbers were not realized. As I lay thinking about the events of the day, I seemed to fall into a stupor and then became unconscious. How long I remained that way I shall never know. I seemed to awake, but it was in spirit and not in body. My spirit had left its body and it seemed to float through the air. I looked at the body from which I had departed and the sight filled me with awe but it did not sadden me. On and on I floated until I came to a beautiful land, rich in fruits, grasses, and flowers, and peopled with beings whom I had never seen before, save in fancy. I hardly knew how I had gotten there. I wandered along the roadside, plucking here and there a flower from the many all around me. As I came to the turn of the road, I met an old man, slightly bent, but still strong and vigorous. He seemed to be in the best of humor. “My good sir,” I asked, “will you please tell me where I am, for I am lost in this delightful country?” The old man replied: “Miss, you are in Fairyland. I am the patron saint of the fairies. You are in the province of ‘What-is-to-be.’ While you are here, it is permitted you to know what is to happen to those who are near and dear to you.” Immediately my thoughts ran to my classmates, and I longed to lift the veil and see what the Future had in store for them. “Kind sir,” said I, “tell me of the members of the class of 1908 of the North View High School, what will become of them?”

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20 SOUTHS IDE ECHOES cap. See her among the invalids, ministering to their wants. Don’t you know she will not be there long? Some nice young doctor will take her away to some far distant city and give her a fine home. She will be very happy, but will look back with pleasure at the time when she was simply a plain nurse.” Prophetess.