Tarboro High School - Tar Bo Rah Yearbook (Tarboro, NC)

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Senior Class Prophecy In a spot half concealed by clumps of bushes and a heavier back- ground of trees, stands an old log cabin. Often, tired and worn out with cease- less efforts to reproduce on canvas some of the beauties around me, I have wan- dered to the door and gazed out upon the towering Rockies in front of me. These snow-capped mountains, as they stretch up to the blue of the sky, make a scene that would thrill the heart of any artist. My gaze shifts and falls upon the blue lakes stretching themselves lazily into the distance. For years I have lived in this place of seclusion, hoping in its solitude to be- come a real artist. But yesterday, discouraged and feeling myself a failure, I pondered over my last picture and, deep in reverie, I soon began to lose consciousness of my surroundings. My mind slipped back over a space of twenty years or more, and I thought lingeringly of many happy events and escapades of my childhood and school days. As I did not attend college, naturally the companions of my last year in high school were clearer in my memory than any others. I was wondering what each was doing and what they had made of them- selves, when suddenly a hand fell upon my shoulder. I started; for just in front of me stood my dear old friend, Joseph Powell Bunn. Many questions and answers followed each other in quick succession. Joe, for several years after graduation, had felt called upon to use his remark- able vocal talent as a stage performer. He had joined a worldwide minstrel and traveled from place to place, finally reaching the nearby-town, where he learned of my existence. It may well be imagined that I welcomed this friend of my schooldays, and urged him to spend the night that I might hear news of the world that I had almost forsaken. We talked until long past midnight, and before we retired I had learned the whereabouts and life work of every member of my class. I was not surprised when he told me that William Andrews, after winning all the trophies of debate, left the field of oratory. Fate had decreed that with his manly beauty and graceful deportment, combined with his rosy cheeks, he should adorn the deck of a large ocean liner. He started as cabin boy and has now risen to a first class seaman. Catharine Cobb, having given up the idea of ever entering the field of mat- rimony, became reconciled to her fate of being an old maid, and is now leading the suffragettes of North Carolina on to victory. Alas, Erdine Cobb has disappointed us. We had always thought that she would uphold the dignity of our class. Imagine my surprise when I learned that she had actually become an actress. Although Madame Cobb has gained 2S

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Senior Class Poem The hour was late, the night was long, The fire did gently glow, The wind was shrill, all else was still, And softly fell the snow. My chair was near the glowing coals; The firelight played around, The wind blew shriller, all else grew stiller, Then strange the sight I found. Before my eyes stood Cupid dear, I listened while he spake, I ' m neither saint, nor love, nor ghost, But messenger of fate. He further said, with a nod of his head, And a wink from his merry eye, My child, good-bye, ' tis time for bed, Midnight is very nigh. A moment more, then he was gone, And fast did fly the night, Until the hour was near to morn, And quickly came the light. I thought of all that he had said. Of Fate ' s kind message, too — How to my heart it straightway sped, And now, classmates, to you I ' ve come to tell your history, And that of classmates, too, Of life you ' ll live in later years And great things you shall do. The fates declare that they ' ve a plan, And this is their decree, — That from this class as years roll on True Kings and Queens shall be. I pass it on ; for you alone Can mar or prove his words, In future years, when you may roam As do the little birds. May you be gentle, strong and true, In joy or grief serene, Heeding throughout the future years, The motto of ' 16. As the sportsman plays his game So character we must build Not for glory or for fame, But to stand for wisdom still. Poet 27

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international honors as an actress, she is known to her classmates as Dignified Ty. I learned that a decided change had come into the life of Spencer Dancy. At the age of twenty he visited Utah for the study of aviation. But here his career as a bird of passage ceased, for he changed from a monogamist to a Mor- mon. At the age of forty, therefore, we find Baby Dancy making good progress in life under the care of thirteen mothers-in-law. Robert Davis is a doctor. But such a doctor! His few calls are never answered within three hours. Between the calls and the visit he has zealously studied all the diseases that his patient might have and, with a flourish, warns him that with a great deal of care he will be able to conquer the Mening- coccus germ. Annie Fountain spent the first five years out of college in Africa, as a repre- sentative of the Woman ' s Rights Movement of America. Returning to her homeland, she became the instigator of a plan of placing rings in the noses of the opponents to the cause. She declares that the remainder of her life will be spent in the carrying out of this plan. In her appearance before the National Woman Suffragette Convention, in the year 1918, Blanche Fryer made an excellent plea for the association of the two sexes. The Tarboro High School students ordered ten thousand copies for the benefit of the faculty. Edgar Hart decided to try his luck in a large city. For some time he exper- ienced difficulty, but finally, through his Palestrical appearance and his increas- ing and far-reaching vocal powers, he secured a position as an auctioneer in a well-known pawn shop. Arthur Knight was well known as a baseball player until he reached the age of thirty. At this age, having reached the height of his ambition by knocking a home run with three men on bases and the score tied, he retired in the zenith of his glory. In order to show his manly physique and facial beauty he became a conductor on the East Carolina Railway. Sophia Light is a dweller in the regions around the North Pole, selling fire- less cookers. Her enormous sale of this product is said to be due to the power of her persuasive influence and charming ways. It is well to note, however, that she still corresponds with a well-known auctioneer in a New York pawn shop. Doc Long was noted in our class for his persistency, to which fact Cath- arine Cobb could testify. His faithfulness was very marked until a certain en- sign appeared home on a furlough. Immediately his thoughts were turned to Medical Science, and since then he has been specializing in the hydrophobia of red bugs, gnats, and fireflys. Ella Pender went to New York and there studied voice for a few years. She bade fair to make a second Madame Sembrich when, to the disgust of her fam- ily and friends, she married a worthless Italian duke. Catherine Pender, it is reported, hardly has time for a word with any one. All that we hear of her is through others. Her days and nights are one ceaseless 29