Rosenwald High School - Torch Yearbook (Harlan, KY)

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CLASS PROPHECY By RUTH DAVIS and LESS1E AMOS I shall steal into the mysteries of the unknown and tell each member of this graduating class where he or she shall be twenty years from now. Who is this I see coming up the street? He is riding in a great big magnicifent automobile. Now he stops at the bank. He gets out and goes in, he must be someone of vast importance. Who can it be? At last he is turning around where I can see his face. Why, it is Vernon Langford. By hard work and honesty he has become President of a bank. Now I see someone at sea. It is a woman. She is standing on the deck of a great ocean steamer looking across the waves. A veil partly hides her face, but there is something familiar about her. Ah, now I see who it is. Opal Creech — her fame as a singer has spread from one end of the world to another. The ocean changes: We are carried swiftly to the cold snows of Alaska. What is this going ahead of us? An airplane, and the pilot, yes, we see. It is our old friend Dallas Blue. He is filling the important work of an air mailman be- tween New York and Alaska. Everyday he makes his perilous and brave trip through clouds and storm, bearing the mail that Uncle Sam has entrusted in his care. Again a new land is presented to our eyes. Tall palm trees, a hot beating sun, a sea blue and sparkling. We are in Florida. This seems to be an orange grove. Rows and rows of the brightly colored fruit are piled up every where we look. But who is this supervising the business of packing them into crates? She is a woman, tall and dark, and we think we have seen her before. Yes, we have. It is Bertha Williams. She has become owner of a large fruit farm in the south and spends all of her time raising oranges and bananas. Now what can this be. A great crowd of people. All shouting and waving their hands. They are waiting for someone. He is coming up the street, bowing to right and left. Booker Kennedy, he has just been elected the Governor and is on his way to the inaugural ceremonies. Who is this I see standing On deck of a large ship, named for one of our heroes, Lawrence McKinley? She wears a white nurses uniform, now I see it is our friend, Helen Cloud. She is assisting Dr. Broadus Jackson in his large hospital. Now as I venture on down the road I glance up at the neon signs, I see Miss Gladys Lockett. Owner of the largest night club in New York City. I walk on down the street to get I ' efreshed and as I look up I see a great orchestra, then when I look up at the leader, he looks very familiar at least he has turned so that I can see him. Ah, the pianist also looks familiar. It is none other than Eddie Sandford taking Harry James place with his trumpet and Leslie Amos is taking Hazel Scott ' s place at the piano. (next page)

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1 HI (continued) I see some one coming down the lane, she is dressed very line. Who can it be? At last we have learned. It is none other than Miss E. C. Tentman, a model for the Davis and Prince incorporation. As I go back to the third counter in the store I hear a great laugh, it sounds very familiar. Now I see some one at work behind the desk. It is none other than Miss Opal Richardson, who is the manager of the ladies department. i i •I As I pass by a great Naval Training Base, I see a group of sailors, then I hear a voice, then I look back and guess who I see, Captain Wallace White, giving commands to the Blue Jackets. As I ventured into Hollywood, I glanced up at the lights flashing in front of the Paramount Theatre. I saw hundreds of people crowding around triyng to get in, I thought that I would go up and see what was the rush. As I stepped into the crowd and glanced up to see what was playing. I didn ' t believe my eyes at first but when I looked the second time I knew that it was true, it read; Starring, Helen Satcher and Henry C. Tentman in the Dignified Mademois- elle. I walked on into the theatre and finally I found a seat. I saw to my amazement, Mi«s Easier Ledford being awarded the purple heart for her bravery in rescuing fifty children out of a burning hospital where she was head nurse. As I drive on to Washington, D. C, to have a chat with the President of these U. S., who is none other than Herman Williams. I see that he has a new sec- retary who I recollect as being Miss Irene Moore. After the show I decided to go home and read the newspaper. I glanced at the headlines and guess what I saw: Cornelius Jones on his way to the White House to make a speech and his wife, Daphalena Walker Jones, accompanied him. I turned on my radio. I heard two familiar voices before the song had ended and guess who it was? None other than Drucilla Turner and Lucille Gardner.