Radford High School - Oak Leaf Yearbook (Radford, VA)

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“But the scene wanes. It is gone. Pluck another petal !” Gypsy stirs and mutters, “White stranger, the daisies no longer speak clearly, the spell weakens.” “Oh, can’t you do something? Don’t let them stop!” (Again gypsy draws chain through her hands and murmurs.) The charm is working ! (Pause). There’s Randolph Elder. Passing somebody as usual. I wonder whom it is now. Thelma Calfe (in tone of wonderment), swooning. What can Randolph have said to her? Robert Bird is holding her up. Oh, I see what they’re do- ing; it’s a movie! Randolph is directing a movie. It’s the one perfect vocation for him. He can exercise his originality and authority at the same time. (Pause). Rob- ei’t’s sheikish eyes have evidently brought to pass the jesting prophecy made at a Jun- ior-Senior banquet — that he would take Rudolph Valentino’s place. It’s a Spanish scene. The knight has res- cued the lovely lady. Who are his faithful servants? Edward Tolley. He looks like Sancho Panza — what a dear little actor he makes and Gladys Cregger’s the other girl — certainly the efforts expended in “A Full House” and “Philippa Gets There” were not in vain. Why even the camera men are girls. No doubt some more of ’28’s capable members. Yes, that’s Nellie Bond’s light hair and smile and Noblin Huddle’s intent expression. The last week of school at R. H. S. when they took so many pictures they must have stumbled on their life’s work. Oh, of course, Randolph would make them do it all over again. Wait! Wait! No use. (Sighs). I did want to see some more of that. But what’s this? Kathleen Wilson look- ing very brisk and efficient in a nurse’s uni- form. (Pause). She’s giving a cooking dem- onstration to some housekeepers. And I see other familiar faces. That interested looking woman in front is none other than Lillian Smith. Mrs. who I wonder? And right next to her is Ruby Hylton. And isn’t that — ? Yes, it’s Winnie somebody’s wife after all instead of the great educator everybody was prophesying she’d be. And there’s Virginia. Ingles. (Pause). Lucille Smith. — Yes, and certainly that’s Juanita Stafford’s pleased smile. I recognize others. Esther Bricker, Eunice Lucado, Ruth Hagy, Lillian Keadle and Doll’ ' 1 Garking! Everybody always said that Doll would be an ideal little home- maker. If one could see the husband now the picture would be entirely satisfactory. I’m glad to see that among the brilliant and erratic careers of my classmates some have elected to make homes and serve the community. After all, those are the solid virtues that count. But the scene is good (another appears) — Edmonia and Duval sitting before a fire in a reverie. How ideal ! I see Edmonia and Duval have kept the glamor of romance un- tarnished. They have found the happy life. What a fitting climax for the married careers of our class. The scene fades but I shall carry their memory with me. Only a few more to account for. Already someone else appears. A graceful form is seated before a grand paino. (Pause). She bows and smiles. Of course it is Marjorie: a successful musician with the whole coun- try acclaiming her. That is no more than we hoped and expected for Marjorie. Look at the flowers! She evidently has the public at her feet. (Scene fades). That was certainly impressive. Isn’t all my class accounted for? Again a scene is forming. Who are these dressed in white with caps at such a rakish angle? One seems to be carrying a lance, and the other — a basket? Ed. Waddell and Robert Campbell! What are they doing? (Pause). They are concerning billboards. Well, this is the grand surprise. (Scene fades). But what is this? Someone is making a speech and gesticulating wildly. Is it Wil- liam Baker who used to be so calm? And it seems to me I see tier on tier of faces before him. Congress! William is a Con- gressman. How I would like to hear the bill he is presenting so ably. What an elo- quent attitude he assumes! It is the climax. He has finished. (Pause). A woman comes forward. What a gracious manner she has. With what ease and self-possession she smiles and begins. And of course it is our Irene. What more natural than for her to be in Congress! William, I’m not so sure your bill will pass after all if Irene speaks against it. (Scene fades). Anymore? Only the dark forest. (Gets up). “Gypsy, a wonderful power is yours. Here is silver. You deserve more.” Gypsy (smiling) : “Daisies can tell.” Girl: “Well, I must return to ordinary life again. Will you show me the way out of enchanted woods?” Gypsy: “There is the path before you.” Girl: “Why — why didn’t I see it before?” Gypsy smiles again enigmatically: “The daisies, my child.” Characters: Gypsy, Louise Nance; Stranger, Myra Greiner. o Miss Atkins (In Soc. Sci.) : “What was the old idea of justice?” Lucille Long: “You kill me and I’ll kill you.” ♦ ♦ • • •♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ »♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ PAGE 14

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Nannie Popoviteh is a musical prodigy, who has constructed melodious instruments from ice cream tops. Next time, Nannie, we would prefer to have the top filled with ice cream instead of music. To Rita Munsey, we take great pleasure in presenting this book entitled, “Classical Dancing.” Rita showed great talent as a dancer when a piece of chalk went down her back and she originated the “New River Shakedown.” On account of Lillian Smith’s fondness for painting and powdering, the Class of ’28 presents to her this can of Valspar. Kathleen Wilson, as treasurer of the hardshell Class of ’28 would have found use for this collection plate before, but as she is now graduating she will probably find use for it in later life. Miss Farlowe is always making beaded bags and knowing the financial embarrass- ment of most school teachers, we are happy to present this nickel to her for ballast. To Mr. Eagle we give this dumbbell to help him reduce. We are sure that it will greatly help him in next year’s physical edu- cation classes. To Miss Emma Atkins, who is always losing something, we present this rintr so she won’t lose Roy. Miss Whitelaw is one member of the high school who does carry books home. It is with great pleasure that we present to her this wheelbarrow with which to carry her library. Miss Dorothy Miller, the treasurer of the school, will undoubtedly find great use for this pistol to protect her money. There are so many robberies and murders occurring now that we feel this step is necessary. o PROPHECY It is dusk. A gypsy girl is seated before an open tent. In front of her a small fire burns. Slowly through her hands she draws a daisy chain. She murmurs softly to herself. Behind the tent in the background may be seen dimly the outlines of a forest. Modern girl in sport costume approaches, swinging a hat in one hand. She sees gypsy and stops, startled. — “Oh, good evening!” Gypsy: “May it be a good evening for you, oh, stranger.” “I have lost my way.” Gypsy draws daisy chain through fingers : “Look, white stranger, the daisy tells. Look into the forest while the daisies cast their spell” — (girl looks). “Oh. Romantic Venice — and is it? — It is. — Helen and Lilburn just as they used to be. Well, they always would find the ro- mantic spot, although anybody could be romantic in such a place as that. (Pause). That tall, graceful gondolier! Why, he - looks familiar, too! Harry Price! As I live. The same muscle that served R. H. S. so faith- fully can be seen in that long graceful sweep. Ah ! the vision is fading already. Can you not bring it back again? Pluck another petal.” Gypsy: “The daisies speak but once, my child, another petal tells another tale. — Watch !” “Why that’s Main Street in Radford; a traffic cop signals frantically, but I see no one. That looks lie Mr. Showalter. (Pause) and yet it doesn’t — It’s Virginia. — Well, even girls nowadays are following in father’s foot- steps. But who would have thought it of mild little Virginia — a traffic cop. Why does she make such strange signals? (Pause). Am I dreaming? Or has Nannie Popoviteh lost her mind and gone speeding in a kiddy car. No, she must be inventing a new vehicle. (Pause). Ah! where is Virginia taking her 9 (Pause). The scene is fading and I so wanted to see. — But it returns! — a court scene! Agnes Lyons is judge. Well, I see the emancipation of women is still going on. But who are those irate policemen? (Policemen gesticulate wildly) — Louise Bond! — Iva McPeak! Certainly the world has turned around. — Lois Clement is the prisoner. Poor Lois, being tried for mis- quoting Shakespeare after all these years as a Shakespearean actress. But again the scene fades! A shopping district! The dress department of Lord and Taylor’s, New York, (paused). The buyer shows her customers some new frocks. Pa- risian importations, evidently — Why some- one is buying a trousseau! On my word; that tall .graceful girl is Rita Munsey. I remember now, she married the famous pickle king and moved to New York. Her taste was always excellent. She must be assisting someone else. Lois Banks? Whom can she be going to marry? — But the mod- els appear! One wears a morning costume — Gladys Hedgecock! She must be studying life at close hand, for her new novel on “the w orking girl.” How gracefully she turns and shows the gown at best advantage. — But another comes! (Pause). — Lucille Nance! Just as trim in style as she always was. And here comes the evening dress. What if it held another of my classmates? Lucille Long! She sweeps along with the sophistication of a mannequin straight from Paris. (Pause). Isn’t life queer! Who would have thought these three demure R. H. S. Seniors would take up such a worldly calling. ► ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ 3 PAGE 13

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t LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT We, the Senior Class of 1927 and 1928, being of sound mind and body, and having come to that place where we must leave the life we have known and venture forth into other fields of labor, and being unable to take with us into our new sphere, the dear possessions which we have accumulated here, and having a desire to see those same possessions worthily bestowed upon our suc- cessors, do will and bequeath the aforesaid possessions severally or collectively as shall appear herein following: Item 1. To the Faculty, our esteem and regard for their constant help and encour- agement to us in our efforts to reach this goal. a. To Mr. Eagle, our principal, we leave our sympathy and admiration for the pa- tience and tact with which he has borne the whims, the tantrums, and the inconsistencies of five women teachers. Even though three more be added to this number in the coming session, we do not doubt but that our Princi- pal will be able to cope with the situation. We would add for his encouragement, that he may gain in return, some of the wisdom of Solomon. b. To Miss Dorothy Miller, whose grace- ful and health-giving exercises have won fame for our school and brawn for our- selves, as a token of our sincere gratitude, we leave a set of dumbbells. We might add that Miss Miller throughout her life at R. H. S. has always faithfully dealt with the dumbbells. c. To Miss Atkins, a well-wisher and ardent fan of our baseball team, we do will and bequeath, a solid-back and collapsible chair, that she may attend all games in the future without fearing a draft, or causing a rift in the faculty. d. To Miss Whitelaw, our beloved Eng- lish teacher, we will two good-looking, de- bonair Sophomores to take the place of her two beloved and much cherished Juniors, Jibo and Bus.. e. To Miss Anderson, directors of plays and extra curricula activities, we leave a special key to that inner sanctum and start- ing point of all school enterprises, where it is so often necessary for her to be, Mr. Eagle’s office. f. To Miss Vivian Farlowe, we leave a bug house, all her own, to which she may retire and play with the little bugs when- ever she so desires. Item 2. To the Junior Class, our faith- ful comrades who will take our places, we leave our good example, our books with the I answers written out, and the offer of ad- vice free whenever asked. Item 3. To the Sophomores Class, who have experienced some difficulties in adjust- ing themselves to our more grown-up way of life, and who have frequently experienced the fruit of disobedience, we leave the love which the faculty bears the Senior Class, and the hope that this bequest will inspire them to strive for a more lovable behavior. Item 4. To the Freshman Class, our good wishes and assurances that though the way that stretches before them looks very long and hard, it’s worth it all to reach this goal. Item 5. We, the members of the Senior Class, do furthermore will and bequeath several and particularly the following items: a. Mr. Randolph Elder, our class pres- ident and man of the world, doth hereby will to Wilmer Lawrence, his popularity, and his ability to read English poems; to Billy Vaughn, his self-complacency; to Stuart Noblin, his oratorical voice and ges- ture; and, to all the girls, his sweet smile. b. Miss Nellie Bond leaves to Miss Sun- beam Farley, her sunny disposition and cheerful giggle. c. Mr. William Baker to Mr. Dwight Dudley, in view of the fact that both have striven to pattern themselves after the model of our esteemed principal, Mr. Eagle, leaves his dignity, and it is felt that this will be an especially apt bequest since Mr. Dudley is constantly annoyed and distressed by certain feminine classmates, to such a de- gree that he has just about exhausted his present supply. Mr. Baker furthermore wills his Chemistry note-book and brilliant grasp of the subject generally, to Mr. Boyd Sutherland with the hope and belief that the same will be appreciated. d. Mr. Lilburn Trigg, doth will and be- queath his winsome ways with the ladies, his school-girl complexion, and all his beauty creams to Mr. Robert Shilburne. The en- tire Senior Class commends this bequest, since Mr. Shelburne’s talent in this direc- tion is already well known. e. Miss Edmonia Meyers and Mr. Duval Wright do jointly will their favor with Cupid to Miss Evelyn Painter and Mr. Ed- mund Jones. They wish to add the admon- ition that Evelyn and Edmund will do their duty in coaxing the love-god to remain with us lest he should finally spread his wings and desert R. H. S. altogether. f. Mr. Edward Waddell leaves to Mr. Claude Grubb, his chest of ties and tailor’s dummy with the hope that they may pro- cure as much for the aforesaid Mr. Grubb as they have for him. g. Miss Virginia Ingles leaves to Miss PAGE 15