Pfeiffer University - Chimes Yearbook (Misenheimer, NC)

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The 1940 P a J a C a PROPHECY Little did we realize that we could be recognized by the prophecies which were foretold concerning us at our last assembly together. However, a decade later, as I think and ponder over what has happened to the individual mem- bers of our class, I realize that very few changes have taken place in what was revealed concerning the future that day. As it was predicted. John D. iVIacLeod, Jr., is editor of the New York f imes now. Miss Juanita Williams is a reporter. She has made quite a name for herself in this field of work. I bought a copy of the paper and in reading through it I discovered that Betty McCracken is running an “Advice to the Love-lorn” corner. Also, in this copy was the announcement of the engage- ment of Bertha Trinks to Colon Wright. Another interesting article was one John had written about recent trends in the Theatre. Much was said about the splendid acting ability of Imogene Franklin. Elvene Furr. Katherine Furr, and Ruth Ballard. Howard Sinclair is building up an amazing reputation as a comedian. Harold Vick, Olin Adams and Harold Fucker are equally as popular in their dramatic roles. I have learned that Hazel Beckham has risen from student nurse to Superin- tendent of Nurses at Duke Hospital. At the present time Edith Moore, a stu- dent nurse, is working desperately to save the life of Dewey Smith. Oneta Fitzgerald's husband. I was talking to Dr. Carlton Mock about the case, and he seemed to be almost sure that it was hopeless. James Dry is anxious for it to serve as a boost to his undertaking business. While talking to Carlton, he told me that his old school pal. Stanton Blaylock, was living on a large farm with a large family of his own. He also is running for County Commis- sioner. Carlton said that William Thomasson was now Mayor of Hampton- ville, and sooner or later intended to run for governor of North Carolina. Grady Owen has founded a law firm to aid erring people. He takes only minor cases and boasts of the record of having never lost a legal controversy. I he other day I rode over to Kannapolis on business and noticed a large, dignified school. I went in and found that it was a college for girls which had been established by Alma and Margaret Beasley. Jennie Mae Poole was the school nurse and Lucille Miller held the position of dietitian. Doris Clark was a dormitory matron and seemed to know just how students should be handled, though she admitted that she was having quite a time keeping the girls from going over to “Ye Olde Curb Service Shoppe” owned by Dorus and Calvin Ballard. I went over to see them and had quite a jolly time chat- ting with them. They said that Mrs. King was now dormitory matron at Cline Hall, and that Clyde and Ophelia have quite a famous studio. Clyde still likes to spend his spare time making pictures of Ophelia. I picked up a Page Tiventy-mne

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The 1940 P a J a C a ★ SOPHOMORE CLASS HISTORY The Moving Finger writes, and having writ moves on. Nor all your piety nor wit Shall lure it hack to cancel half a line Nor all your tears wash out a word of it. As I look back to the fall of 1938. I see in my mind’s eye a hundred and twenty freshmen entering college. We possessed the usual proud and confident spirit of the high school senior. In such a spirit we began our first college year with the organization of our class and by choosing those we deemed best fitted as class leaders. For President. Stephen Saunders was chosen; Betty McCracken, Vice-President; and Audrey Hawkins, as Secretary-Treasurer. The class spon- sors were Mr. Tolle and Miss Aull. Yes, “Pride goeth before a fall.” Our dauntless spirits were doomed to undergo humiliation: however, we passed through the usual trials and tribu- lations of the Freshmen with smiles. Initiation Week came with its pale-faced girls and bright-cheeked boys, “Rat Court” with punishment for those who dared insult the dignity of the Sophomores, and a picnic at Bolton’s Springs to seal the bonds of friendship and good will between the “plaintiff and defendant.” Although our pride was deeply wounded, the dauntless spirit remained. Consequently, there was no scantiness about the accomplishments of this class. Many Freshman names were found on the Dean's honor roll. In the field of athletics the Freshmen excelled also. Our President left school at the end of four months. Betty McCracken then assumed the duties of President, and Olin Adams was selected as the new Vice-President. Thus, progressing in work and play the hours rolled into days, the days into the few, fleeting months of our first college year. Here we bade good-bye to the Sophomore Class, knowing that in a very short time we should take the places left vacant for us. When we returned, lordly Sophomores, to begin our second year's venture, only seventy-seven reassembled. Before long, we realized that the envied posi- tion as Sophomore embodied much hard and earnest work. I o guide us through this all-important year the following officers were elected: President, Carlton Mock; Vice-President, Dorus Ballard; Secretary- Treasurer, Bertha Frinks. Sponsors were Mr. Winkler and Miss Chapman. Betty McCracken was chosen as the one capable of editing the PaJaCa. the student year book. For the equally important task of editing the school paper, the Torch. John D. MacLeod was selected. As Sophomores, with the change from the lowliness of the Freshman to the dignity of the Sophomore completed, our pride received a boost. This elevation was not all unfounded for laurels in athletics and scholarship were for the Sophomores. In the closing months of our life at Pfeiffer there were many events that will be pleasant to remember the class play, May Day, All-School Banquet. Alumni Banquet All these events and then the last and best of all. Commencement Week. Our days at Pfeiffer are over, and as we leave you who have meant so much to us. we extend to you our devotion and gratitude. Our hope is that we may live up to the principles and ideals you have instilled in us and that we may strive to maintain the standard “Knowledge joined with Morals.” Alice Stokes. Class Fhstonan. Page Twentg-eiqht

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The 1940 PaJaCa ★ magazine and upon turning a page, there was Virginia Ball. She had a job posing for Listerine Toothpaste ads. Being so near China Grove, I drove on down to see Rufus Beaver. He has an immense farm which must be profiting much. At present he is building a large colonial home to entice Blanche Smathers from her Interior Decorating in Chicago. He told me that Tom Melton was running a Barber Shop and Foy was an assistant. Eloise Melton and Pearl Easterling married the boys back home and are happy. Howard Howell is a judge and of all things, I discovered that Melvin Furr is a lawyer. Melvin told me last week that Newell Thomas and Beulah Tucker were having a little domestic trouble and he was going to intervene if they’d have him. Baxter Weant, Charles Lee and Rembert Jones take life easy lying on creek banks fishing for minnows or raising possum dogs. Anna Lee Culp, Helen Barker, Charlotte Montgomery, and Elsie Mae Privette are all private secretaries. They enjoy this work and especially the income. Jack Caudle is a mail carrier and Robert Hall develops pictures. James Culp has the very latest and modern dairy in Cabarrus County. Paul Freeman owns the largest department store in Marion. Dwight Wilson is a radio announcer. The following students are now broadcasting their talent: Hilma Dean. Sarah Barringer, Ella Frances Kennedy, Ernest McPeters, and Wilma Sprinkle. Alice Stokes teaches at the University of N. C. Nell Smith and Marie Marshall are librarians. Edith Leonard is teaching in a graded school with Margaret Gardner and Frances McCulloch. Derwood Huneycutt has come to a terrible end in his brilliant career at professional baseball. He is now suffering with a bad case of rheumatism. I had a letter from Audrey and she was lamenting the fact that she hadn’t taken Home Economics. She likes life with John, but she says that Millard Gray. Garmon Smith and Loren Frye worry her to death arguing over who raises the best hogs and whose wife can cook the best. One, two. three, four, one—Oh, Heavens! That butler of mine has turned on the radio again. I hope Orville Tucker enjoys giving those setting-up exercises. Maybe I'd better stop and take off a few pounds I’ve gained since leaving you. Ruth Oates, Prophet. Pagj Thirty