Stephens City High School - Newtown Pippin Yearbook (Stephens City, VA)

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SKYLINE FEASTING We Seniors of forty-two had a glorious evening at the banquet given us by the Juniors. This social highlight of the year took place at Skyline Terrace, Front Royal, Virginia, on the evening of November twenty-eighth. The head table was beautifully decorated with pink and white carnations and blue candles. The smaller tables, clustered in crescent shape around it, blazed with candlelight which lent magic to the setting. The girls, exquisite in lovely gowns, enhanced this romantic mood. The invocation given by Mr. R. E. Aylor was the prelude to a scintillating program directed by Billy Sandy, Master-of-Ceremony. The Seniors received a warm welcome from the Junior President, Billy Sandy. Senior President, Roy Bayliss accepted it in behalf of the Senior Class. Charlotte Wyant read the Senior Class Poem. Led by the Cilee Club everyone sang the new School Song. Our talented pianist, Mrs. Hovermale, favored us with her interpreta- tion of Star Dust and The Swallow. The Girls' Chorus swept us into dreamland with Brahm's Cradle Song. but the Boys' Chorus jerked us back again with its highly amusing version of Clementine On the Professor Quiz, conducted by Mr. R. E. Aylor, Ann Lemley, Isabelle Sheetz. Melvin Bayliss and James Lofton made up the Junior team and Louise Perry, Mary Belle Watts, Frank Brumback and Dan Metz composed the Senior Team. The Seniors won with a score of eighteen to fourteen, Highest individual scorers were Mary Belle Watts and Frank Brumback, who were awarded carnations. As is expected, when quizzes are being conducted. humor enters the game. Ann Lemley emphatically declared that Big Ben was a large gun used in the World War. Melvin Bayliss was puzzled as to the meaning of illustrious dead. The reference was concerning a question asked about Westminster Abbey. Dan Metz informed us that lava is a cake of soap. We enjoyed dancing and watching the faculty glide over the floor. What Fun! I, in behalf of the Senior Class, thank the Junior Class and their Spon- sor, Mr. Walker, for a delightful fete. l'm sure we always shall remember more than a little bit of this evening. -Zoe Lemley.

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ONE EVENING WITH UNCLE SAM On Friday night, November 14, 1941. the small ballroom of the Jor- dan Springs Hotel was stimulatingly decorated in the patriotic theme for the great Senior Party. The V for Victory over the Hreplace set the tempo for a successful evening. Our hearts beat high with pride to be able to play safely under the protec- tion of our Red. White and Blue. The Program Committee, directed by Mary Watts, kept the evening lively throughout. Were the boys surprised when they had to pile their shoes in the center of the room? However, they had their revenge when the girls had to retrieve each shoe and actually put it on the own- er's footf We really howled when Mr. Aylor and Mrs. Hovermale were crowned King and Queen of the Nuts. To complete this portrayal of the picture entitled, The Gathering of the Nuts, other faculty members and special guests ably participated. The refreshments thrilled Uncle Sam. Ruth Parker and her staff served us red. white. and blue cookies, red and white ice cream, red apples, popcorn and good winey-red cider. The climax of this gala night came when Mr. Dobbins led the Virginia Reel. The faculty certainly can swing it! As the wee hours drew nigh, we slipped away with many a memory. -Louise Perry.

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oURs IS THE ToRcH A pause here: Let's not rush into the future. Can we say we've toiled in vain as we look into the past? We know our irresponsible days are over, Those carefree days, we knew they could not last. Many thanks to those who've helped us, To our many teachers, who showed us the way. You can share our triumphant joy That is our experience today. We know, that patience was your guidance: Interest your most vivid trait, You've taught us to be loyal citizens And how we must cooperate. We are proud of our country And will help her all we can. Do not be afraid that we'll betray your trust. With assurance of victory, we'll win. There's no defeat in us! Some days will be cold and gloomy: This we realize. But we are ready to face that new life Of laughter, tears and sighs. We love Thee, our Homeland. A true Nation of the Free. Where else is one to be found, . Offering such a chance for you and me? O, World, can you see in us your future? Is it promising and fair? Clasping your hand, our steps quicken, With due seriousness, but no despair. Our hands hold the Torch-of-Liberty That lights the way - Assisted by her handmaidens, Responsibility and Duty. We pledge to these our faith today. Good deeds from this Torch will rain. And departing, we shall be able to smile Knowing that we have kept the Torch aflame. -Charlotte Wyant Poetess of '42