Petersburg High School - Missile Yearbook (Petersburg, VA)

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b£° rut! cJ (l 9 33) “iltsstk” Staff LITERARY STAFF: George H. Reese Jane Ellis Beckwith Fuller Herbert Burgess —Editor-in-Chief Associate Editor Associate Editor Associate Editor BUSINESS STAFF: Henry Snead Business Manager Robert Keeler Asst. Business Manager CIRCULATION STAFF: Nan Seward Circulation Manager Nell Hemphill Asst. Circulation Manager Katherine Switzer Asst. Circulation Manager Kathleen Cralle Asst. Circulation Manager ART STAFF: John Grigg Lou Moore o FACULTY ADVISER: Mr. H. Augustus Miller, Jr. Page two

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MisSlE; VoL XXI PETERSBURG, VA., MAY, 1933 No. 1 Member of the Columbia Scholastic Press Association Table of Contents: Staff 1 Class Poem Senior Pictures Four Poems The Man-Made Bird Thoughts of Demosthenes Joan Hilby On Being a Poet Puppy Love Friendship The Legend of Lover’s Leap By the Ocean Sea Gulls Water Lilies Almost a Crash To a Sundial Tie-Racks Yearning The Editor’s Study: — To the Graduate The Columbia Contest Lucile Tench .Lucile Tench Lucile Tench Rolfe Gregory Nan Seward La Verne Lunsford Iris Harlow Ivey Lewis Linwood Lunsford —Mary Lee Parham —Margaret Watkins John Prichard —Gertrude Gresham Theodore James Espra Biggs Andrevi Pringos Nell Hemphill Page 2 3 4 9 12 13 14 18 19 20 21 23 24 25 25 29 29 30 31 32 34 Issued four times a year, in November, January, March and May, by the students of the Petersburg High School, Petersburg, Virginia. Entered as second-class matter at the post office at Petersburg, Virginia. Subscription Rates : 20 cents each for first three issues, fourth issue 25c ; 60 cents per year.

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Class Poem By Lucile Tench With youthful hopes we see the years that rise Before us now; a mighty challenge flings Itself across the throbbing earth and rings Its proud defiance to the vaulting skies — Strange to us who scarcely realize How near we are to the pulsing voice that sings A high, exalted creed of life and brings A gleam of ancient wisdom to our eyes. It isn’t blindly ignorant that we go; Long have we known the struggle to be won In time, and we have learned in part to see A glorious height, for it is better so — Knowing now that we have just begun The deathless hymn of all humanity.