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

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1929 The S Glass enior Histor A TRIP TO 'l'lIl1IASI'ltl'I ISLAND N September, 1925, under the guidance of new, but dependable captains. Miss Saunders and Miss Mt-Cracken, forty-six young, green, but eager Freslnnen. embarked on the good ship Hope, for a voyage to Treasure Island, NYe were thrilled with the idea of sailing on such a large ship and how proud we were to enter a new vessel after seven years of traveling in the same barge, GVIIIIIIIIIII' Dogs. Plans for this long voyage were tackled and we studied carefully the route we must take if we were to complete this voyage in four years. Since the route was new and untried the voyage promised to be both difficult and interesting. Terrible pirates must be overcome, but pulling on the tackles with a grim determination we turned to real work. NVe studied charts and prai-tired nianouevers, but during the first part of the voyage many of our number fell into the hands of Pirates Latin and Algebra. For our literary activities Martha Simmons acted as the sponsor and great things were done. At the end of the tirst lap of our journey, many of us received passes which would permit us to start on the second lap of the voyage. After spending three months in the harbor of Mirth and Joy, we took up our voyage again. Our crew and shrunk from forty-six to thirtylseven. Some had fallen into the hands of pirates, some had dropped behind to other ships: a few new ones had joined us. The route seemed to get more coniplicated, but the captains Miss lXIcCrat-ken and Mr, Miller, handled the crew with ease. New pirates were eu- countered, but most of us proved stronger than they. L'aes,ir, one of the cruelest pirates that ever sailed the seas, claimed sevral of our crew. Pirate English Literature was rough and although we wert- nov! accustomed to pirates. some fell here. ltonuzyne Howard had charge of the literary activities for this year, and much entertainment in the way of draniatics. current events, and rollicking music. was by the talented members of our crew, at these meetings. lVith plenty of work and planning to- do, it wasn't long before we had completed the second lap of our voyage. At the end of this year we lost our admiral. Genuine grief was experienced by the crew in our loss of Admiral S. T. limory, but, on the other hand we welcomed Admiral XV. H. Mahler from another port. After a brief stay in the Harbor of Vacation, we came back thirty four strong. Some of our valuable members had dropped out, but again new ones were added. Pirate History was the first to greet us. Pirate Geometry was puzzling, but after hard work, we tinally escaped his clutches. Under the guidance of a new captain, Miss Jacobson, we anchored in a delightful harbor, called Junior-Senior Banquet. Never before had we seen such a harbor and never shall we forget that envying of color, light and feasting. Good times were soon over though. for we we1'e almost in sight of Treasure Island. After staying in the Harbor of Leisure for several months, we began the fourth lap of our journey. Still others had fallen by the wayside, but again at few new ones were added: so at thc beginning of this last year we numbered thirty. Now we were able to sight plainly 'l'reasure Island. but before we reached that island our voyage had to- be completed. With our faithful captain Miss Pike and trustworthy pilot, Romayne Howard, we undertook a new task. Casting aside all c:int's we steered straight for the Port of Annuals, After landing successfully, we concluded our voyage. During this long and perilous voyage niany of our crew have been lost, but now and then new ones have been added also. Along the way there have been many perilsg but too, there have been many good times, many joys and pleasures. And now, after this long journey, land is sighted. NVe're sailing into this port, our attention is attracted by a glorious crystal ball, which rises and falls with the waves and reflects all the colors of the rainbow. Al! of us make an attempt to capture this treasure, but it eludes the grasp of all. till one of our number seems to attract. the ball. as it has attracted us, and obtains it. YVe feel that the possession of this treasure is going' to mean much to us. Through its magic, Martha Simmons, our class prophet, will be able to read our future. On Treasure Island we expect, to Bud 4-hal-ts to guide us to the next port, of College, and to chart us on the longer voyage of life. Giaxnrs Krxo, Historian. Seventeen

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The Spy Glass 1929 Senior Class Poem AT last we have come to that sad day of days, When friends, pals, and classmates must part, When all of us leave on the different highways, With mingled emotions of heart. Some of us sad, and some of us glad. that the day of parting has Colne, But all of us have a sinall pang of regret, that the daily co1npanionship's done. There are those of us who feel bitter remorse for the opportunities lost, They realize now that it's over, what days of idleness cost. Coutrasted with those are our classmates, who've utilized each happy day, With hard work and study, they're glad of it now, and know that it really does pay. Idler, worker, thinker, they're looking back over the years, Of fun. and laughter, and friendship, of worries, heartaches and tears. And niost of theni look to the future, and wonder what it can hold. And wonder which of thein will survive, when thrown on the world harsh and cold. No one can look to the future, we all just hope for the best, Who can tell who will sink in oblivion, and who will stand all the tests. lt's puzzling to think that there're those of us, who'll the heights of glory acquire, While others who've been by our sides all these years, will struggle-to sink in the mire. There are some who will settle down right here at homey some who will roam all the seas, Some will be held down by foolish convention-some will do just as they please. Soine will be wicked and sinful, some will bring souls to the fold, For some the honie fires will be shining bright, some will be left in the cold. These are the thoughts of the Senior Class, of whom all have passed the tests, For four long years, and are sorry now, to say, good bye dear old T. H. S. Glcoicols SAUNDERS, Class Port. . gr f 'E Sixteen

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The Spy Glass 1929 Senior Prophecy A S I look into the crystal it is blank, but suddenly-a light appears. I see in New York City a large crowd standing around a window as the noted Sign Painter, Harold Pittman is painting the announcement of the famous debate that is to be held between Statesman Joe Lloyd, and the writer of great renown, George Saunders. Among the crowd, with the intention of attending, were an industrious and prosperous young Farmer, James Ruflin, a great Electrician Lester Martin, the owner of a large Steam Ship Company, Cameron Weeks, a prominent and progressive Lawyer Romayne Howard, and an excellent druggist Bruce King. I then stroll along and see a very dignified Minister Bill Babcock getting into a car which is being demonstrated by Berry Anderson. Being very tired I wander up Fifth Avenue, and seeing an exclusive Beauty Salon with the sign Madame Corinne's Shoppe, I go in to find none other than our little Corinne Lewis owner of the establishment. Hearing a familiar voice speaking of her husband's law case, I turnf-to see-Evelyn Ogburn. A sweet Hi-hi-hi- which at first I could not place-imagine my surprise to find that voice belonged to Julia Wiggins. Amid the chatter much was said of the Opera Singer who was to make her debut on that evening. Breathlessly waiting the name-Marion Talley--I hear the name of Helen Whitley. The door opened and our beauty queen Margaret Woodley enters with her French Poodle. On leaving the Salon and paying my ticket I find myself looking into the sweet face of Emma Ruth Weeks. I start again on my travels by boarding an Ocean Liner for Europe, the captain being Wilson Jones. On the ship I see our cute Flapper Fuller sailing for Paris to buy her trousseau as she is soon to be married. On landing in Paris I notice written on a window Will Harrell, Attorney at Law. Doris Burnette appears as she is securing a divorce, while on her tour around the world. Strolling along a fashionable Avenue, I notice a department store with brilliant lights-Theodore Levy 81 Company. Just ahead in bold big letters: Parsian Gowns, Mademoiselles Gladys King and Mary Burnette. Entering, I see Minnie Strickland ready to sail for Hollywood to be an actress. On leaving for the United States I run straight into Eleanor Belk and Annie Corbett who have been teaching at the University in Berlin. After landing on United States soil, I enter a sedate tea room owned by Margaret Lancaster and Martha Simmons. I look into the crystal again-it is blank, but what more could I see since the class of '29 were prosperous and happy? MARTHA SIMMONS, Class Prophet. Eighteen