Parsons High School - Panther Yearbook (Parsons, WV)

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24 THE BLACK ARROW Our Senior year has been the most interesting period of our High School life, in class organization, daily studies and plans for graduation. During the past four years, we have changed from the careless Freshmen to loyal students, full of pep” and enthusiasm, ready to do anything to improve our beloved High School. We hope we have been a class that is worth being followed by others. During our High School life, we have been active in music, athle- tics, and literary work, possibly more active than classes usually are. but gen- erally speaking we have never shirked from our call to help, but did all that was assigned to us. Every day brought new excitement. First, our class was organized. Wilbur Minear was elected as President: Turner Shrout as Vice President: and Donna Teter. Secretary and Treasurer. Our class colors are Old Rose and Gray, our class flower, the Rose and our motto Jog On'. Next came our rings and of course we are just as proud of them as any class that ever graduated from High School. Now. with our full sixteen credits we feel that we are entitled to the reward which we have worked so hard these past four years. We have had a very enjoyable time during our High School period and now as we stand ready to receive our High School diplomas we are proud of our achievements and deep down in our hearts we will always remember Parsons High School. Class Will We, the Senior Class of Parsons High School being of sound mind and memory, do hereby make and publish this, our last will and testament, thereby making all previous wills null and void. Realizing that high school love affairs are a great destruction to the students so afflicted, and equally a great annoyance to the teachers, parents and all others concerned, we hereby will and bequeath all our love affairs of various stages to the inhabitants of the Island of Guam, thereby relieving the romantic and susceptible Juniors from one of the greatest barriers to obtaining an edu- cation. Another evidence of our generosity to the other classes is shown in the fact that we not only bequeath away from them the wouldbe hinderances but carefully leave each class what they appear to lack. For example, the Senior Class of '27 has many able writers, among it’s distinguished members as Donna Teter. Ruth Parsons. Teddy Waggy. We hereby solemnly will to the Sopho- more Class our brilliant accomplishments in that field. We suggest that Bert Summerville specialize in writing love stories so that when he eventually meets the right girl he will know how to propose to her in really up-to-date civilized manner instead of the caveman style he would otherwise employ. We. the Seniors of '27 do will and bequeath the extra curricular period to our beloved principal, Mr. Rice, for his exclusive use and enjoyment. Wilbur Minear. Paul Senior and John Schwartz, having led the Seniors to the heights of victory and defeat in athletics for the past four years leave their combined brawn to Harry Phillips that he in time may become too large to be spanked by the teacher. The Ukelele Four, having passed the amateur stage in that type of music, wish to leave their surplus ability along with their straw costumes to Ruth Schwartz. Alma Corrick. Mabel Johnson and Eugenia Hickman.

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THE BLACK A RROW 23 Class History In the fall of 1923. we the Senior Class of 1927 entered the High School as Freshmen. So puffed up were we over our promotion from the grades that we felt very important indeed. But we now apologize to our teachers and classmates for the way in which we first entered the school. As Freshmen we followed the custom of other classes and were very soon organized, elected our President. Vice President. Secretary and Treasurer, and soon took our places beside the Seniors. But we found that their “pace” was too strenuous for youth and inexperience. In spite of all our inefficiencies the end of the school year found us promoted to the ranks of Sophomores. During this stage in life we realized as never before or since our unim- portance. Not for love nor money would we have traded places with the Seniors. We took a regular part in all the school activities and in our minds, the school could not have been run that year without our help. Our hat size increased from six and three-fourths to seven and one-eighth, in our minds at least. But High School students outgrow all such stages and you must re- member we were all still human. In the fall of 1925 we came back to the school as Juniors and began to realize for the first time that we were probably no better than anybody else, We now began to look down on the Sophomores and almost despised them for the manner in which we saw them carry on their work, at the same time forgetting that we probably were worse when we were Sophomores. As Juniors we elected Carl Lipscomb as our Class President and upon his and the other officers shoulders we placed our responsibilities. Covering our- selves with the robe of carefree and happy-go-lucky ways, we sought for our- selves the avoidance of all work and responsibilities, and letting the world take the kind of course it could best travel without any of our exertions. Occasionally the teachers gave us a jolt and stirred us up to a period of activity. Just to show the Seniors we were still “there with the goods we challenged them to a game of baseball and of course, no Senior Class will let a challenge like that pass from a group of Juniors. The game was played. The Seniors said it was an accident but. at any rate, we won and to show them it was no accident, we beat them the second game. During our Junior year, we followed the custom set by other Junior classes and gave the Seniors a banquet. This was the greatest event of our entire school life. It cost us quite a bit of trouble as well as some money, but we comforted ourselves with the thought that the next year would be our turn to be the guests of the Juniors. In the fall of 1926. we came back to school, entered the center door and with slow and dignified steps ascended the stairs to the old familiar “study hall We were now a much diminished and wiser group, our sixty Freshmen now numbered but forty Seniors. Mr. Rice became our Class Adviser, and we entered upon the last lap of our High School educational run. Of course, we were now the leading class in school and all the other classes began to look up to us as examples. Without any hesitation, we assumed the responsibility of leading the school.

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THE BLACK ARROW 25 T here are many orators among the members of the Class of '27, as most of you have known. If you have been accustomed to passing the High School building you must have heard rumbling sounds issuing therefrom. These mysterious noises were not the ravings of dissatisfied ghosts of former High School graduates, who longed for opportunities to express themselves oratorically but were denied the privilege. The truth must be told. You were hearing Harper Wimer, Edward Higgs. Turner Shrout. William Phillips or others of our illustrious class practicing the speeches they mean to make in Congress at some future time. We will and bequeath as much of our oratorical ability as they can absorb to the Freshman Class, especially to Don Griffith and Harry Greenlief. Any excess ability we leave to the members of the Corinthian and Columbian Literary societies to enable them to give larger and better programs than have heretofore been the case. The Senior Class of ’27 has had but two weddings this year. We are glad that our ranks have suffered so few casualties. We will and bequeath to all underclass men in the High School, who may be stricken with Cupid's Ar- rows our good wishes to commit matrimony in case the wounded one can pro- duce a gold mine as Carl Lipscomb did the twenty-five cent piece previous to his elopement. We are very proud of our poet, Helen Morrison, and look forward to a brilliant career for her. We trust the inspiration of her genius to the High School at large, and trust the students for many years to some may feel the urge to express themselves poetically. In this way a great poet from Parsons may be produced. Who knows but that Earl Parsons or Paul Valentine may be the Walt Whitman II of the future? All unused lipstick and rouge, belonging to the members of our class, male or female, we will and bequeath to Miss Harper and Miss Smith for their use next year. The Manual Training department are directed to make a cabinet with a Chinese lock as a receptacle for said aids to the school girl com- plexion so that they may be able to count on having the necessary cosmetics at hand when needed. In Witness Whereof. We have herewith set our hands and affixed our seals at Parsons, in the State of West Virginia, this 21st day of March. 1927. THE SENIOR CLASS. Class Prophecy The American Indians are one of the oldest races known in this country. From the time they swept down from the north, and annihilated the cliff- dwellers—they have been a mystery—silent—uncompromising. My ancestors belong to that hardy, old race of people, who because of their silence and intense devotion to the Great Spirit, won for them the surname of prophets. Because of my name. “Little Phophet', people come to me to seek light upon their future. I fail them not. and more than once have my predictions come true. Recently, a man came to me and told me of a class from which he had graduated in a little in West Virginia, in 1927. Being a member of that class, he asked me to look out into the great Universe through the medium of my soul, and tell him where it's members now are. and what they are doing.