Sacred Heart College - Gradatim Yearbook (Belmont, NC)

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Katherine Ford, I see, and she ' s silent as ever, I see two places for her, and do not know whether To tell of the job, or to tell of her man. He ' s the boy we used tease about — the one named Dan, Back at school. Little Viv Frierson in whom we take pride, For Viv ' s the consoler of those who have tried, Her disposition is bright, she ' s the life of the place, Wherever you need her she ' s there with good grace, Tc console. And now that these secrets to you I enfold, And these girls as they will be, you do behold, I know you will be most happy to see Them not as they now are, but what they will be Later on. I know that you by their work are inspired, But I ' d better stop before you get tired, No matter what happens the good Senior Class Will b3 successes, Gert, Viv, and Sass And Teresa and Katherine. — Rebecca Grimes SCENES HERE AND THERE

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3E 3E3E EEJE seek Women ffaire CLo jUnom (Class Prophecy) Looking back o ' er the past, many centuries ago. To the days when ice-cream was made out of snow. We find there existed ' mong races of men. The same causes which now move many a pen, To write. And among these causes in days long ago. Curiosity was found by a man named Joe, He wrapped it up in — I think cellophane. Which surely you know was invented by Cain. Abel ' s brother. Cur iosity was divided into various forms ; The kind that wonders ' bout eclipses and storms And the kind that we know has driven men mad, And the sort we are surely so glad can be had, Only by women. But turning the pages to our own modern times, Some wonder as we try to compose these few rimes. What the future holds in store for our girls. What will be places they take in worlds Unknown. I know — and being of true Christian heart. Will tell you the story of every part. To be played in that strife — the so-called unknown. Which to us is as plain as the old corn pone Of the past. There ' s Doyle — Teresa — a cloistered nun. Admired by all and envied by some, Her smile is there too — even now ' tis not rare She teaches us all if we would banish care We should smile. And Sassy — that vivacious, care-free Marie, Even then, just as now, she ' s slow as can be. And she ' s lazy too, but with heart of gold. She radiates the sunshine, which cheered manv a soul At S. H. A. I wait just a moment, and then I see Gert, She ' s seated in a rocker, just mending a shirt. She always was known as the ideal wife, In the sphere which to most is the finest life. That of matrimony. 10 I ID 3E3G ZEE aai

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11=1 1 — l [=) l= =ll l r=lE (The (Class Will We, the class ot 1933, being of sound mind and good judgment, do hereby make the following bequests: I, Gertrude Field will to Harriett, ere I depart My stylish appearance, and tender heart. To Jessie my love tor a mystery story Hoping it will bring her a great deal of glory. Margaret Seagren will be the partaker. Of all my charms, for I ' m a heart breaker. To Ann Mason who loves me indeed. My bed making fondness, and my dashing speed. I Teresa Doyle, do now hereby render To Nancy my figure so tall and so slender. To Margaret Middleton who is known to all, I leave my appetite which is very small. To Nancy Underwood my musical gift. Hoping her success will be very swift. To Annie Martinez my iong curly locks. My personal fouls, and my basketball socks. o I, Marie Saseen, think it my duty, To leave Cletus Waechter, my striking blonde beauty. To Rebecca Grimes who at times giggles so, .My knowledge of Chemistry which is H20. To Margreta Gollner, my voice soft and low, And my reputation for never being slow. To Carrie Keenan before I take flight. My love for hard study and ability to write. I. Vivian Frierson, from my little nook, Leave Sara Sanders my love for a book. To Helen Lewis from whom nothing is hid, My knowledge of Algebra, and love for Euclid. To Edith Adrms may she get a thrill Q Vamping the boys by my eye rolling skill. To Hariett I leave the source of all joys, My marvelous dignity and avoirdupois. I, Katherine Ford, do hereby profess. To leave Mildred Harris my vivaciousness. My acrobating dancing to Nancy Jane Ball. May she do the handspring and not have a fall. To Sara I will my love to impart. The news that ' s so clear to every girl ' s heart. Given under our hand and seal this fourth day of June in the year of our Lord, nineteen hundred thirty-three. — Katherine Ford. i=i i — = = ' = 111 I