Timmonsville High School - Tihisco Yearbook (Timmonsville, SC)

Text from Pages 1 - 96 of the 1920 volume:

lammonsfotlle tgf) cf)ool Annual, 1920 PRINTED AND BOUND BY JJfafe Company Columbia,S. C. Nineteen-Twenty GREAT OAKS FROM LITTLE ACORNS GROW ERECTED IN 1909 $oncaet v ms ANNUAL is the first to be published by the Timmonsville High £ (TA School, and we, the Editors, are justly proud of it. It is not the work of the Editors alone, but has been made possible by the hearty cooperation of the entire school. We entered the Senior Class with the determination to do that which others had attempted without success, even though some of our pleasures should be forfeited thereby and a big rent made in our allowances. However, we felt that the pleasures we should derive from it in the future years would fully repay us for our hard work as it would serve as fuel to keep the flames of memory burning brightly for aye. We realized that to issue an annual would mean hard work for us; but, firm in the conviction that every Senior Class should get out an Annual, we bravely and boldly launched our canoe, trusting to arrive at a safe port. We admit that this Annual is imperfect in many respects, and it may seem to you to have been unnecessary work, but in the future years, as we turn its pages, we shall see pictured before us the last year of our High School life as we saw it, and it is then that we shall realize its true value. And, now, kind reader, as you glance at the following pages, please do not form your opinion of us too quickly, nor judge us too harshly; but, on the con- trary, be mindful of the many difficulties we encountered, the many obstacles we surmounted—and—as the poet says, ‘'To its virtues be kind, to its faults a little blind.” The Editors. In appre- ciation o f their val- iant deeds a n d i n commemoration of the sacrifices they made for us, we dedicate this Annual to all former Timmonsville High School Students who fought in the late World War. May the future g e n e r a - t i o n s someti mes pause to remember the many noble acts done by them for the sake of Hu- manity and Democracy. £)ur (BuarMans W. R. McLEOD M. II. IM'K VIS V. II. LOW MAN M. M. Wilkes, Superintendent Miss Cleg Dobson .... Miss Isla Weight .... Miss Vinnie Wait Watson . Mrs, W. H. Lowman . .. Miss Sadie Hewitt .... Miss Blanch Rose Miss Corrine DeLorme Miss Mammie Sill .... Miss Margie Croxton . Miss Pearl Grey .... . Wofford College, A. B. Limestone, A. B. . Presbyterian, N. C., A. B. . Columbia, A. B. Averett, A. B. . College for Women, Piano Chicora, B. S. . Winthrop, A. B. Clifford Seminary, Certificate . Due West, Certificate Winthrop, Piano i-5-t.eeTL Gcooc -I-tUC eTS. ObVieCo eY cuT e. Votc.Puyvus G: e.o . .oU.CU.S T v_v° L. k _. M Ue-Tvi-cTv. ‘ L,cu l Ob Aj Le:VS Ji ‘T Vb V .§ga S AobC ym, _exs sn - Lossv- VJVvA . e. 3o V.e.CoUNe.xs JctvvWWltc i 'SVb NV y Qtnnuaf 4aff MKLVI.N II. PL UMS DOROTHY SYKES KEITH GEORGE ROLLINS Editor-in- Chief Dorothy Keith Edwin Rollins - Evelyn Coker - - Literary Editor M am IE Ham - Asst. Literary Editor Virginia Mc Kenzie - Asst. Lit. Ed. Nell Cannon - - Asst. IAt. Editor Pai l Vane Elrod - - - Art Editor Nebraska Brown - Asst. Art Editor Business Manager Melvin Purvis Asst. Business Mgr. George Rollins----Ads. Manager Ruth Conyers - - Asst. Ads. Mgr. Alma McLendon - Athletic Editor Mary Alma Anderson As. Ath. Ed. Floy White - - -----Joke Editor Lemont Sansbury - Asst. Joke Ed. Co f(Je Cfastf of 1920 LIFT our glass W I j To the Senior Class VI Of lads and lasses shy. They've knowledge a plenty, These Seniors of 20, And a will to do or die. Now they stand on the brink; They must go forward or sink, From the task that the hand finds to do. Through the toil and strife In the great battle of life We know they will be staunch and true. Then, let’s shower our praise Throughout the long days. As they climb life’s ladder so steep. We’ll love them forever. Forget them? No, Never! While memory her vigil doth keep. So up with the glasses, To the gay lads and lasses, While we drink to their future joy, A life full of pleasure, Heaped up in good measure, Is the wish for each girl and boy. Miss J. Cleo Dobson. LAURIE G. ANDERSON “The bravest are the tenderest, The lovinti are the daring.” HAVE always found “Lalla” to be true to Ml t,iat easy-going class of humanity that takes life as it comes, without a care. He is one whose virtues are not seen at a glance, but make themselves known by association. Laurie has always been a puzzle to us. Little do we know what is wrapped up in that small bunch of skin. Perhaps he is thinking of the girl he left in Augusta, where he once lived. Member of the Literary Society; Mem- ber of the T. II. S. Military Company. MARY ALMA ANDERSON “O, marvelously modest maiden, you. Open-hearted maiden, pure and true.,f ASHY” is a very quiet little maiden, when she is not in the right crowd. But just put her in the right company, and there is not a more talkative, attractive girl to be found. She has traveled so much that she really knows more than any of us. She is very fond of “Graham” crackers. When sin gets a box of them she acts like a Ilawk-in(s) in a chicken yard. Assistant Business Manager of the An- nual; Class Statistician; Secretary and Treasurer of the Junior and Senior Classes; Member of the Literary So- ciety; Substitute Player on Basketball Team. EVELYN STROTHER COKER “Compel me not to toe the mark. He ever trim and true; But rather let me do the things. That I ought not to do.” eVKLYN is a good time, bright, attractive girl, who loves a but never allows pleasures to keep her from doing her duty. Six possesses the happy faculty of being able to mix duty and pleasure in their right proportions. She has admirers of the opposite sox in large numbers, and she does a rushing business with Uncle Sam’s mail postoffice depart- ment, even going so far as to captivate the heart of a certain young postmaster a hundred miles a wav. (■lass Prophet; Literary Editor of the Annual Staff; Vice President of Literary Society for (me term ; Member Basket- ball Team for two years; iron prize for writing essay on John Paul Jones; re- ceived Certificate in Piano, 1020. It UT II CONYERS A rose bud set with wilful thorns. And sweet as English air could make her.” V'TT' YOU are ever mad just look at Ruth and you 1 will get glad. She laughs all the time. She is recognized and remembered by her golden curls. She is a fun-loving girl, and will neglect her studies, sometimes, to have a good time. Nevertheless, she always manages to pull through. Assistant Advertising Manager of An- nual Staff; President of Literary So- ciety; Vice-President of the Junior and Senior Classes; Secretary of Literary Society; Director of Commencement Quartette. PAUL VANM HLKOB “I know a maid railed Polly, Happy and careful is she. Funny little Polly, hardly erer blue. Saintly little Polly conscientious, too. Musical little Polly, always will she be. Studious little Polly, just like she ought to be.” || OLLY is a lover of ears, especially a Franklin 1 and an Anderson, and a John Henry. Some day we expect her to ho a great singer, as she is very ambitious along that line. Although faithful to all her lessons, her favorite study has never been Latin. She is one of our star basketball players. Class Lawyer: Art Editor of Annual Staff: President of the Literary Society third term, 1920; Member of the Basket- ball Team for two years; received Cer- tificate in Piano, 1920. MAMIE CECILIA 1IAM “And your great name flow on With broadening tune forever.” AMIK is one of the sort who makes grades with- out incurring envy, and who makes friends by merely being herself. Ordinarily, she is not talkative unless enthused over something. But when thus excited, she talks loudly, seriously, and at length. She is very fond of reading novels, especially of a romantic nature. Class Salutatorian; Assistant Literary Editor Annual Staff: Member of Basket- ball Team for one year; Member of the Literary Society. MARION HUGGINS “Auree, if you can; if not, Dispute it tike a man.” rHK Encyclopedia of the class. I)o you like to debate? If you do. just mention the subject, and Marion will surely begin the argument. We have wondered for quite a while why he likes to read newspapers so much, but at last we have decided that he wants to see the latest styles from Germany. ( ?) Senior Speaker; Member of T. . S. Mil- itary Company; Member of Baseball 'I'eam ; Member of the Literary Society. DOROTHY SYKES KEITH “She is as mild as any saint. Half canonized by all that looked on her, So gracious is her tact and tenderness.” OOROTIIY is a quiet, unassuming girl, who thinks that to be silent is more wise than to chatter. When she does speak, we are eager listeners, for we know she will say something worth while. The class is proud to call her their valedictorian. Class Valedictorian; Editor-in-Chief of Annual Staff; President of the Junior Class; Winner of U. D. C. Medal in 1917; Member of the Literary Society. ALMA GERTRUDE McLENDON “With music and laughter always near, What do J lack, what do I feart” MALL of stature and big of heart is Alma. Her talkative manner has won for her a host of friends. Judging from the increase in Alma's mail on the day that Citadel mail comes in, she shoots the hearts of some of Uncle Sam’s would-be soldiers, as well as the heart of one of our T. II. S. boys. She is quite a musician, but is very timid about playing in public, especially for a dancing crowd. Class Poet; Athletic Editor of Annual Staff; Captain of Basketball Team, 11)20; Member of Basketball Team for two years; Vice-President of Literary So- ciety; received Certificate in Piano, 1020; Treasurer of SC7iior Class. SIIELTA’ McKAY “AV Angel, but a dearer being all dipped In Angel instincts DO NOT know much of Shelly’s former life, for she only joined us this year. When she ar- rives at the school-house every morning, she wonders where our crowd is. She seems to enjoy the pictures on Friday night, because she usually has very desirable company. Shelly is a good-natured, obliging friend, and she leaves the T. II. S. with best wishes for a happy future. Member of the Literary Society. MKLYIN II. PURVIS. JR. Faith in womankind heats with his blood. And trust in all things high comes easg to him.” I'TTKXTIPS’ ; Captain Purvis. When all the class 1 1 is «lull and stupid, he always thinks of some- thing cute to say. But still, why so sarcastic? lie likes to work in the drug store for some special reason. Perhaps to k« ep Coker and Converse supplied with Whitman’s Sampler, or something like that. There’s a long, long lane a-winding up to the house of his dreams. Business Manager of Annual Staff; Class Historian ; Captain of the T. II. S. Mili- tary Company: President of Literary So- ciety; Member of Football Team one year; Member of Baseball Team for two years. GEORGE D. ROLLINS “A prince I was, blue-eyed, and fair in face. Of temper amorous, as the first of May.” 0 FORGE is a jolly, good-hearted fellow, with a business head. He hopes for the best, but when the worst comes he makes the most of it. You would really think that he is almost too fat to be a good athlete, but he is not. The T. II. S. boys are glad to call him their Captain of the Football Team. Advertising Manager of Annual Staff: First Lieutenant of the T. . 8. Military Company: President of the Senior Class: Member of the Literary Society: Captain of the Football Team for two years: Manager of the Baseball Team one year: Member of the Baseball Team three years. HENRY WHITE ••The xtrout corkint hand lx the sfronf working brain.' —y MB IT! OX- that is really his name. When every 1 I body else is playing and enjoying life at recess, Henry is sitting by the window studying. He is the Historian of the Class. Just ask him a question and the whole class will turn around to see him rise and speal forth his answer. He not only has these good traits, but he is a good athlete and an excellent farmer. Member of the Literary Society: on Foot- ball Team for three years; Member of T. II. S. Military Company. JAMES R WHITE “So profit grows, where is no pleasure taken— In brief. Sir, study what you most affert. —I'AMES is the Artist and the Poet of the Class. L He seems to take a special interest in drawing when Miss Wright is in the room. Some day we expect his name to be. distinguished in these skil fill arts. We wonder if the initials, E. A., were left on his desk by some of last year’s pupils or whether they have recently been inscribed. We always know when James is around because everybody is chewing gum. Member of the Literary Society: on the Football Team for two years: Second Lieutenant of the T. II. F. Military Com- pany. FLOY ALSIKE WIIITK “For if she will, she will, you may depend on it, And if she won't, she won't; so there's an end on it.'y HLOSSIE l as been true to every trust placed in her. She is imbued with the spirit of good fel- lowship and is never found off the job. “Quiet but wonderfully agreeable” is the verdict of those who know her best. Floy giggles quite a bit, and for this reason we imagine she is Joke Editor on the Annual Staff, and has also been assigned jokes for the final day—Commencement. Author of Class Twinkles; Joke Editor of Annual Staff; Member of Literary Society. afutaforp HRIENDS, Comrades, and Classmates: We are glad that you have assembled here to lend inspiration to the exercises marking our graduation from the Timmonsville High School. You have heard the tattoo of our feet passing your doors day after day for a decade, making a trail of purpose leading to this glad hour. We stand, as it were, in the dawning of a new day, and it is in this spirit that we greet you. We invite you to share with us the joy that we feel in hail- ing the New Star that has arisen with the day. The Star of Hopes for future achievements. As the poet has so beautifully expressed it, ‘‘We have left our outgrown shell by life unresting sea and we intend to strive to build more stately mansions.” We are fifteen in number, battle-scarred but purposeful. Each girl to herself, and each boy to himself, is the word of the past and present, and the true word of immortality. No one can acquire for another, No one can develop for another. The song is to the singer, and comes back most to him; The teaching is to tin� teacher, and comes back most to him. So whatever measure of success we have reached thus far, was first con- ceived and developed by our honest efforts. We bask in the radiance of the effulgent glory of 1920, the year when our nation is free from the legalized liquor traffic; the year when childhood rejoices in its new freedom from ills imposed upon them by alcoholics. We breathe a new freedom, the freedom of helping the helpless as they rush from all quarters of the globe, seeking liberty and freedom in their pur- suit of happiness. It is our privilege to extend the glad hand and teach them American principles. Our opportunities are as broad as the world and high as heaven. “Somewhere above us, in elusive ether, Lives the fulfillment of our dearest dreams ’ Had I the gift of prophecy, I would mention some of these that, when clothed in reality, would not be recognized. Each of us, no matter how prosaic, may find the truth and follow it for “Great truths are portions of the soul of man; Great Souls are portions of Eternity.” We are now in the Springtime of life. Let us plow deep, turning the stubble of adversity into the furrows of prosperity and sow with a lavish hand deeds of kindness and helpfulness that those who reap may bless the sowers for “The tissue of life to be We weave with colors all our own, And in the field of Destiny We reap as we have sown.” Mamie Ham, Salutatorian. 'jfyxetoxp Cfosa of 1920 EN YEARS AGO the Class of 1920 started to school, each member a T being led by his or her mother and wearing nice, fresh clothes. We entered the school house, and seeing such a crowd caused us to become very timid. Some of us even cried, but we soon overcame our timidness, and when the bell rang for us to go in, every one tried to get in line. When we got into the chapel a man got up and talked a long time, then another man got up and talked a long time, and still another and another, until we were all very restless and wished they would stop talking. Some- body said they were preachers, so that's why they talked so long. After such a long time we were dismissed from chapel and were led into the first grade room. The teacher treated us kindly. She took our names and gave us a slip of paper with the names of our books on it. We were then dismissed and went home. It was about the middle of our first year that we left the old school building and came to a new one. the one we now occupy. I remember we went to the old building that morning and marched from there to the new building. Ye didn’t like this change so much because in the old building about four of us could sit in one of those large desks and now we have to sit alone in the little new desks. When we that were promoted went to the second the next year we had a wonderful teacher. She would take us in her lap and was so good to us. We studied hard and each one would try to keep ahead of the other in headmarks. The teacher would put stars by our names on the blackboard when we knew our lessons. This caused us to work very hard. Again, when the year was over those who had studied were promoted to the third grade. By this time we had gotten over our timidness thoroughly and we were inclined to be smart and to try to say funny thinks. AA e got along fine until our teacher got sick and we got a substitute. Our substitute teacher was a teacher who would have order in the room. When she left the room, of course all of us would talk. We were always punished for talking. It was in tlu third grade that we began to have “head and foot in spelling. T his caused us to spell well enough to stand where we wanted to—that is, l eside the girl we liked best. AVe would hate to turn her down just because it was she. I reckon. Then we went to the fourth grade, and our teacher was again a good one. although she believed too strongly (I thought) in punishment, but we boys who received most of the punishment, whether we needed it or not. were des- tined to find out in a few more years what punishment really was. In the fifth grade we boys spent most of our time in the cloakroom (for our teacher would send us in there every day). This was her means of pun- ishment. One day she decided that we liked that too well, for she had found out that we were bringing all kinds of things to eat while in there. She began sending us to the office. We despised this, for we had heard many sad and woeful tales from the older boys who had been sent in there. We did not cherish this at all. 'I he first time we were sent in the office the professor only gave us a talk and a promise of something worse the next time. So the sixth year came and went without much incident, for we had decided to behave ourselves and to study real hard. Then we came to the seventh grade. During this year we were sent to the office more frequently and in larger numbers than ever before, but in some unknown and mysterious way we never received that which had been promised by the professor the next time we misbehaved, or at least that's the story all of 11s related. How true it was, I don't know. I hen the next year was our eighth year at school. The years had passed so rapidly that we could hardly realize that we were in High School. We received the initiation into High School. We got what was promised in les- sons as well. We began studying Latin this year. It was something new for us, but we managed to pass. In the ninth grade we began looking forward to graduating the next year. It seemed hard to see how those dignified Seniors looked down upon us. Of course, this fact made us strive harder each day to pass on all of our studies so that we could be a member of the graduating class the next year. We all declared that we would not be so haughty, even though we had a right to be. Any one who has been through part of “the mill of knowledge” as we Have had a right to be proud. And at last we are here—“graduates. Many times, as we toiled on through geometry and Caesar, our diplomas, the goal for which we had been working for ten years, seemed far away. Ilut. at last, after probably our happiest year of school life, we are stand- ing on the border of “No Man's Land, the vast unknown world before us. But ten long, happy, profitable years lie behind us in the T. H. S. Mei.vin II. Purvis, Jr. Class Historian. (prop ecj of tfyt tfaes of 1920 are three kinds of prophets—Old Testament prophets, weather prophets, and Class prophets. We laugh when we hear weather prophets, we groan when we hear Old Testament prophets, and when we hear Class prophets we immediately grow drowsy. When I realized that I was to become a prophet of the most annoying kind I followed the mysterious plan of getting into my possession the foot of a rabbit killed on Friday night in a cemetery before the rising of the North Star. On possessing this, I am permitted to look into the future of my dear classmates, and this is what I see. 1 see before me the vision of a court room. The central figure is a lawyer standing at the bar, one hand clenched, demanding a favorable decision from the judge, and, as the lawyer turns, I recognize my classmate, Marion Huggins, who, two years later, became Governor of South Carolina on the National Woman’s ticket. Mamie Ham, you have made a wonderful record in the Timmonsville High, and your future surprises me. You are to give up all thoughts of books and turn to the dramatic world. I behold a crowd gathered around a bill poster, craning their necks for a glimpse of the evenings attractions. The greatest attraction is the one in which you are the star. James White, away down in Florida, I see you in the midst of a magnifi- cent pine growth, with that sweet girl of your 1020 selection walking beside you, both intently watching the success of your recent discovery, grafting an apple into a pine tree to produce pineapples. Alma, you have always sought money, and in the year of 1030 you shall be made Secretary of the Treasury. The Government will profit by your effort, for you have the power to collect and know the value of a dollar, ha ing once gotten it. Your profound knowledge has been gained through your being Treasurer of the Class of 1020. Quite contrary to general opinion, I see a handsomely fitted dental office, in Augusta, Ga., where, through a genius of our Class, painless dentistry has been invented and is being practiced. There he stands in his usual easy dig- nified manner. It will surprise you when I tell you he is none other than our classmate and friend, Laurie Anderson. In Paris I see a good-looking woman attired in a handsome traveling suit of brown, who has the reputation of having remarkable literary ability and a great fondness for travel. At a second glance I recognize our classmate, Dorothy Keith. She promises us a full description of her travels when she returns. George Rollins will invent fountain pens which will automatically write the answer to any impossible examination question, and will become wealthy selling them to Timmonsville students for the history and Latin examinations Miss Dobson and Miss Wright may give them. He will then turn his atten- tion to the study of medicine and become one of our leading physicians.. Now, I see a lovely future for some one. A beautifully dressed lady and a large automobile are standing in front of a magnificent residence. This lady has turned her face toward me, and I see Floy White's happy counte- nance. She has just purchased this residence with the proceeds received from writing for The Literary Digest. Apparently, I see in a brilliantly lighted room ladies, gentlemen, girls and boys in perpetual motion, and in their midst a gentleman in full dress, whom I do not know. After watching him giving instructions to these people a few moments, I recognize him as none other than mv old schoolmate, Henry White, giving dancing lessons, mostly of an athletic type. 1 see cut-glass, silver, and just lots of beautiful gifts everywhere, and in the midst of the pretty room a lovely brunette, dressed in an immaculate white costume. After several years’ experience in sight-seeing and social service work, Mary Alma finally succumbs to a dormant temptation and returns to the old Palmetto State, to become the happy bride of one of our Congressmen. This scene is dim. but I hear sweet sounds, and now I see a large audi- torium filled with people. On the stage, gracefully seated at a beautiful piano, is Paul ane, handsomely attired in a blue and gold costume of Duchess satin, charming the auditorium with selections from Mozart, Paderewski, and many other noted composers. It is difficult to recognize the dignified girl I see, but. judging from her wonderful success in 1'immonsville High School, I think it must he Shelly McKay, who is filling the chair of French in Yassar College, and who is so highly esteemed by the faculty. This scene is a beautiful one. My vision enters a new field. In the french room there are beautifully dressed ladies, waiting for the curtain to rise. The dark curtains part, and I see a lovely creature, with light curls and blue eyes, gowned in a black velvet dress, with diamonds galore, who has attained a high position with Keith s vaudeville. We do not know her until she smiles, and then we see our dear classmate. Ruth Conyers. I now behold a scene which is a fitting one for the close of this mysterious insight into the future. Acres and acres of cultivated fields, green and invit- ing in the early morning sun, surrounding a large colonial home. I look again, and. to my astonishment, I see my carefree friend and classmate, Melvin Purvis, who has inherited an immense fortune, master of the scene of enchant- ment. On one side of the house is a large, open field. I soon discover that this is an aviation field and that Melvin has devoted his entire time to aero- planes. A revelation so wonderful as this I did not feel like keeping forever from the eyes of the world, so I set it forth on the printed page that all may see and know the future career of each distinguished member of the Class of 1920. Evelyn Coker, Class Prophet. £fc.ee We I HE SENIOR Class of tlie Timmonsville High School, realizing W I j that after May 28, 1920, we will no longer be here as instructors and B legal advisors for the school, desire to have something truly char- acteristic of our Class and that will benefit all the classes to come. In our meeting to discuss our final will and testament, many things were proposed, such as the latest things in school bills; an elevator whereby coal can be brought from the basement to various rooms, or a new furnace was then discussed. All of these would be great donations to the school, and we feel sure that our wise citizens will install these in a very short time. After serious consideration, the Class decided to buy the electric piano from the Dixie Theater, so that when lyceum companies shall come in the future years the town and school will not lie embarrassed when the pedal refuses to yield to pressure. I, Alma McLendon, do hereby will and bequeath my interest in The Citadel to Attie McMillan, with the hope she may make as good use of it as I have. I, Until Conyers, do hereby will and bequeath my lavender and yellow stationery to Norma Taylor. I am sure she will get as much pleasure and profit out of it as I have. To Virginia McKinzie I will my love for loafing. I, James AY bite, will all my money to Graham Hawkins, to be used in the repairing of the road to Sardis. I would instruct him to fix it before each Sunday, as I travel that road a good deal. Oui, Oui, Marie ???????? I. Mamie Ham, do hereby will and bequeath my love for selling Lyceum and Chautauqua tickets to Robert Saverance and Nebraska Brown. I, Melvin Purvis, bequeath my position in Cole Drug Co. to Dick Good- man, provided he will keep Coker and Converse supplied with Whitman’s Sampler. Shelly McKay wills her good French marks to Frances Conyers and to Elizabeth Coker she wills her bangs. I, Marion Huggins, do hereby will and bequeath my love for Germans to Nell Cannon. May she stand by them as I. Evelyn Coker wills and bequeaths her tan spatts to Edwin Rollins, who thinks that all girls fool people by wearing spatts over slippers. To Fred Bane she wills her three little curls which she disposed of last summer. T, George Rollins, do hereby will and bequeath my blue sweater to Lemont Sansbury, with the hope he will not have much trouble making it fit him. I, Mary Alma Anderson, do hereby will and bequeath my curls to Cora Hill, and to Aosta Jordan my beau catcher. Henry White hereby wills his love for history to Marguerite Reville. It is hoped this donation will give Marguerite the ability to repeat the entire history lesson as accurately as her donor. I. Dorothy Keith, do hereby will and bequeath my long Latin sentences to Janie May Purvis and to Julia Saverance I will my Hot Dogs. I. Laurie Anderson, do hereby will and bequeath my overcoat to Wilmer McDaniel, hoping it will not be too large for him. I. Floy White, do hereby will and bequeath my love for Latin to Norwood Lowman, and to Mary Lea my old green sweater. I. Paul Vane Elrod, do hereby will and bequeath my khaki coat to Edith Anderson, hoping she will get as much wear out of it as I have. To our comrades of the eighth and ninth grades we leave our best wishes for your future success and happiness; and to our instructors who have labored to make us eager for knowledge we extend our gratitude. In the future years we shall have taken our places in “the world s broad field of battle.” May the wanderer passing by the Timmonsville High School find some little traces of our footprints in the sand of time. Paul Vane Elrod. Class Lawyer. Q)a£ebtcforj ---- UST A8 there is a beginning to all things, so must there be an end O I to all tilings. The end of sorrow brings joy, and the end of joy W brings sorrow. Tonight we have a mixed feeling both of joy and sorrow. Joy, because of our achievements, small though they may have been; joy, because we have at last reached that goal for which we have been working throughout our school life. Sorrow, because we, as a class, are separating and leaving behind us the joys that have been ours for the past ten years; sorrow, that as a class we shall never reassemble in the Timmonsville High School. As we look back over the past decade and realize the many errors that have been made, we naturally feel that we would like to go back over those years and profit by our many mistakes. And yet, we look forward to the future with bright hopes because of these years spent in preparation for going out into the world; first, into college, then into that larger school of life as citizens of this great country of ours. As a young bird wishes to try its wings and the deer to see how fleet of foot he is, so are we eager to try our fate in the vast and unknown future. W ould that we were to look ahead through the glasses of Father Time and learn what the world holds in store for us; what the Class of 1920 shall have done to make the world better. In this age there is such a wonderful chance to serve our fellowmen. Never has there been such an opportunity for service. lie school girls and boys must learn that a thing is valuable only so long as it can be shared with others. Far ahead of us stretch two roads through the journey of life; one is the road of service; the other, the road of selfishness. The road of service will gradually become wider and wider, and at the end of the way, when the good part is reached, there will be heard the commendation, Well done, thou good and faithful servant. The other road is full of dark pits and narrower and narrower will it become until the wanderer will be lost in a sea of selfishness, doubt, and despair, leaving behind him no record of good deeds to merit the praise of men. And now, ere we leave this school, we would thank the trustees who have made this school possible; our parents, whose interest and encouragement have helped us in our training; the teachers who. through the years of our school life, have patiently and untiringly labored that we might grow in wis- dom. Especially would I make mention of the High School teachers who have done so much toward making this last year our happiest and best, and who have given us invaluable aid in getting out our first annual. May the giver of all good gifts shower you with blessings. And now, classmates, a parting word to you. As I look into your bright faces, I see wonderful possibilities for service in each of you, wonderful achievements to be accomplished by the Claas of 1020. My best wishes shall accompany you wherever your ambition shall lead you. Comrades, as you take your places in the ranks of those who labor and wait, may you be tolerant toward your fellowman, remembering that you. like he, may have difficulties to overcome, obstacles to surmount, and faults to outlive. “Don’t look for the flaws, as you go through life, And even when you find them, It’s nice and kind to be somewhat blind. And look for the virtue behind them.” Dorothy Keith, Valedictorian, '20. (KepPp to Q)afebtcforp 'fc—= ()! TARRY a moment, you valiant climbers up the heights! You | ■ graduating class of 1920, with faces turned skyward. You are —JC todihV on the summit, viewing the Past, Present, and the Future. ou see just ahead more lofty summits. To attain them you must descend again into the valley of toil, keeping in full view the goal to which yon would aspire before you realize you are again going up the incline. (iod speed von ! May not one fail to bathe his or her brow in the sublime sk line and get ethereal visions! Onward! ever upward, seeking always higher things: helping others as you climb! May you hear the “Great Voice in the rich dawn of an ampler day”—the voice that shakes the world, calling to on, Arise, go forth and conquer. May you not concern yourselves as much with making a living as with making a life. .May you not drift into your liie work, but, by investigation, meditation and service, discover that form of life work where you can be of the largest use. May each one learn that “true sen-ice is the giving of what we have and what we are.” And may a ou understand that you serve in order that you may grow- and that the world may grow through you and your service. ou aie one year ahead of us and will have entered into new- experiences before we travel the path you have this year trod. But the class of 1921 cheers you on your way and we, as we plod along next year, marking 3-0111- footprints, may you, finding the great light of a higher and nobler life, beckon us onward and upward. May each member of our class “follow the gleam” until we shall stand at last resplendent in the glory of a New Dav. Nell Cannon, President of Junior Class. £)ur ©emocracp OUR DEMOCRACY is something to be copied; the like of which has never been created before in the history of man. It is the Utopia, of which learned men of all ages have been wont to dream. The influence of our democracy is predominant in all spheres of life. It has been the predominating factor in the formation of the free and indepen- dent democracies of the New World. Likewise, its influence caused the down- fall of absolutism and the creation of free governments in France, China, Russia and Germany. Our democracy is no flamboyant pretense. ‘Tis a wonderful reality, for it extends into all phases of our life. We have no despots whom we cannot displace when they forget the common good. Being a government of the peo- ple, by the people and for the people, those in power represent the wills of their electors and constitute democracy. Majorities decide questions and determine results in everything pertain- ing to government, and minorities yield with good grace. Representatives, though elected by factions, serve without prejudice the common good. The spirit of our democracy has reached across the seas to bless the mil- lions on foreign shores who did not know the benefits of self-determination nor tasted the ecstacy of liberty. Tis the spirit of our democracy which leads people throughout the world to live and die for freedom. Today 'tis solely the pervading influence of our democracy which gives the Irish strength to fight on against terrible odds for freedom. We of the younger generation have much to learn about how to serve best in our chosen fields this democracy of ours which has been paid for in the blood and suffering of our forefathers and left us as a priceless legacy. Marion Huggins. Cfaes (poem x AM NO POET And you all know it. But I'll make some rhymes. For the sake of old times. Pretty Ruth, with the golden curls. Has set many a lad's heart in whirls. She loves to ride, even on the slide. But a Hudson is her hobby When the driver is Hobby. George is ever the good-natured guy AA ho never does things on the sly. He is often found dwelling Near a certain Miss Helen, A ho seems very happy when he is nigh. Polly is the girl we all admire, Y ith the winning ways that our hearts desire 1 o all the boys she is dear and sweet, Especially the one on Main Street. Next comes the bov named James, Who loves a number of fair dames. He’s better known as Lieutenant White Out next Sardis, where lie's a shining light. Evelyn is a great athlete, I hardly think Jack Dempsey has her beat. She gets candy and specials by the peck, And for a certain gay lad she has great respec Captain Purvis thinks lie's a lucky man Because he has a girl by the name of Fan. How he got her has always been a mystery. Perhaps he’ll tell us in the Class History. Mary Alma is the girl who is witty and wise, Who never fails at any thing she tries; She is a great favorite in her class, For you cannot find a more sincere lass. Marion is a lad with a will of his own; So to argue he is often prone. In the future we know he'll win a name That will place him in the rank of fame. When you look at Floy, Your heart fills with joy. She is fond of those who are always Frank And on such a one she never plays a prank. The Historian, Henry White, Is always quick and bright In learning facts and dates. But when it conies to French, He claims, “It is no cinch,” And sighs. “Oh! cruel fates.” For Shelly McKay I have a word to say. Her heart is kind and I have half a mind To wish her good luck on her way. I had almost forgotten Laurie, For which I am very sorry, For in our town there's not to be found A boy half so good all ’round. Here's to Mamie Ilam. who was never known to cram For any examination; For the knowledge is there, plenty to spare, To be used at her dictation. Last, but not least, is the class’ brightest member. Who knows her lessons perfectly from January to December. Where there’s any frolic or fun. Dorothy is often the leading one. As for me— I have no worthy talent that I can mention. I can neither dance nor sing— Can't do a single thing, That would attract the least bit of attention. Whenever you read these rhymes, Think of the good old times When as a class we dwelt together. May we always be, Happy and care-free In fair or in foul weather. Alma McLendon. of 1920 Name As We Know ’Em Greatest Accomplishment Ambition Anderson .... ...Drawing ...To go abroad. Coker “Evelyn” ...Being wittv ..To be a millionaire’s ideal Conyers “Ruth” ..Laughing ..To be queen of hearts. Elrod “Polly” ..Singing ..To become an opera star. Ham “Mamie” ..Reading Latin ..To be a genius. Keith “Dot” ..Being dignified ..To grow up. McKay “Shellie” ..Silence ..To be more silent. McLendon .. ..Stringing ..To grow tall. White “Flossie” ..Neatness ..To be a musician. Anderson .... ..Talking ..To be a civil engineer. Huggins “Marion” ..Arguing ..To become a politician. Purvis “Melvin” ..Bluffing (teachers). ..To go to Annapolis. Rollins ..Cutting classes ..To be a doctor. White ..Writing poetrv ..To be a farmer. White ..Placing football ..To be a historian. Cfaee of 1921 (Tltnffl (Brabe Cta (Hoff Richard Atkinson Annie Bailey Feed Bane Nebraska Brown Nell Cannon William Copeland Lucile Green Pearl Harper Graham Hawkins Cora Hill Mary Lea Sallik Lee Virginia McKenzie Attie McMillan Millie McMillan Edwin Hollins Lemont Sansiu ry Nellie Taylor Harry White Co ti)i tfaes of 1921 XL) NOW. plucky Juniors, A word for you, 4 As you stand next in line, With the goal in view. Don't fall by the wayside, As many others have done; 4 But ever push forward Till the race is won. Let your armor be strong, Your weapons true; Your ambition keen As your will to do. For there's a glad day coming, When, with diploma in hand, As proud, happy Seniors, You, too, will stand. So, let this bright hope inspire you, From day to day, To light the dark places, Along the rough way. Miss J. Clko Dobson. futuor tfoee 'jfywtoxp VE, THE Junior Class of 15)20. leave a very interesting history behind W I j us. In the first drama of our school life there were thirty-six pupils Vi on our roll. Our teacher was Miss Annie Shuler (now Mrs. A. K. Garner). She was a very instructive teacher and was loved by all. In the second drama of our school life Miss Inez Spears of Jonesville, S. C., was our teacher. She was like a mother to us, and as a mother she kept us in the straight and narrow way. Graham Hawkins came from the Lynch- burg school to join us, and proved to be a good comrade. In the third drama of our school life Miss Hughson was our teacher. About the middle of the term Miss Hughson got sick and Miss Susie Rice took her place. Miss Rice was a firm believer in the adage, “Spare the rod and spoil the child.” In the fourth drama of our school life Miss Andrews was our teacher. She had quite a difficult time trying to keep us within the law. Of course, all this time we had been studying hard, and Virginia McKenzie and Nebraska Brown had the reputation of being the best and brightest pupils in the class. Lockwood Palmer left us in this grade and this thinned our ranks consid- erably. In the fifth drama of our school life Miss Bradley of Bishopville, S. C., was our teacher. This year a change was made. Mr. Herbert, our superin- tendent, resigned and Mr. Holmes Scott took his place. While we were in this grade, the sixth and our own formed a Literary Society, and we spent many a pleasant afternoon in the fifth grade room, where it met. Miss Bradley always enjoyed keeping the boys in, and many a day several of them had to stay after school to keep her company. In the sixth drama of our school life Miss Winifred Rankin was our teacher. Miss Rankin was loved by all and she was good and kind to us. She liked to read to us, and she read many interesting books to us during the year. We spent some happy days during this year in school and out of school. The sixth grade formed a baseball team, and there was a strong rivalry between the sixth and seventh grade teams. In the seventh drama of our school life Miss Vinnie Wait Watson was our teacher. V hile we were in the seventh grade we thought we were quite large, and in many different ways showed how we felt. Our teacher, faithful in the performance of her duties, ever and anon reminded us that we were still young and had much to learn. At the beginning of the eighth year we had reached our highest ambition, The High School. There were a lot of changes made. Mr. Scott had re- signed and Mr. Wilkes was now our superintendent. Our teachers this year were Miss Dobson. Miss Crary and Mr. Wilkes. At the beginning of this year we had thirty members on our roll. In this year Xelle Cannon, Sallie Lee, and Jimmie Young joined us. Earle and Clin Anderson came back with us this year. During the Christmas holidays our class decreased to about twenty- five because Marie and A Hie Wells La whom, Edith Hewitt, Marie Evans, and Inez Wilkes left us. We certainly had some fine times this year when there was not a teacher in the room. During the year some had forgotten to study as much as they should have, and when the end of the year came there were some sad-faced boys and girls, but most of us were happy. In the second drama of our High School life there were about twenty-two on our roll. Our teachers this year were Miss Dobson, Miss Wilburn and Mr. Wilkes. Lemont Sansburv and Fred Bane joined us this year, but at Christmas Olin and Earle Anderson moved to Darlington, and we surely did hate to lose them. About a week before Christmas Miss Wilburn resigned and Miss Wright came from Dillon to teach us. This is the history of our class thus far. Today we stand twenty eager, expectant boys and girls, looking forward to the year 1921, when we shall finish our High School career and receive our diplomas. Edwin M. Rollins, Historian. to tf)t CPaee of 1922 Here's to the largest class, The youngest class, The freshest class. The Freshman Class, Enough said. (Brabe Cf X6B Charlie Anderson James Harper Alton Hill Henry Hill James Hi ggins Norwood Low man WiLiu r M Daniel Murrel Ivose Ira White Robert Saverance Albert Sims Roy Simpson Leo Hill Editii Anderson (Roff IjOTTIE BLACKMAN Elizabeth Coker Frances Conyers Marie Evans Catherine Fort Ola Ham Vista Jordan Annie Lee Morris Nell Morris Janie Mae Purvis Margcrite Reville Julia Saverance Marie White Mary Williams Bessie Parnell f)i6for£ of f0e i$Q)t (Braie K PROl I) little tots, on the eleventh day of September, went into the school house with our mothers. Some were crying, others laughing: all eager to see what school was like. Our first grade teacher was Miss Shuler, a sweet and dear teacher to us. My, but we did feel important carrying a tablet, pencil and book under our arms. I he weeks rolled bv and at last came the day for us to receive our promotion cards to the second grade. Our second grade teacher was Miss Xeil, one of the sweetest teachers we e'er had. AA e all loved Miss Xeil as children should love their teachers. Oui third grade teacher was -Miss Mason. She had to be very strict, as we were growing older and more negligent of our work. At last the great day came when we received our promotion cards to the fourth grade. We could hardly believe that we were large enough for the fourth grade. Our fourth grade teacher was Miss Timmons. She had red hair, but that did not keep her from being sweet. We all loved her for the helpful instruc- tion she gave us in every way, Our fifth grade teacher was Miss Bradley, another teacher who was dear to all of us. AA’e felt that we were getting to be very much grown-up because we began the study of history. Oui sixth giade teacher was Miss McCutchen, whom we all admired very much. 1 hat year we had to study that big “old geography,” as we called it. We did not care about the size or shape, for we all found it so hard. We thought we would never reach the seventh grade. Our seventh grade teacher was Miss Watson. A sweet teacher in school, a sweet teacher out of school, and everywhere. The “flu knocked us out of some of the school time and we did not receive our certificates until June the eleventh. But we were happy then, because we were going to be in High School next school year. Our eighth grade teachers were Miss Wilburn, history; Miss Dobson, English and Latin: and Mr. Wilkes, science, algebra and arithmetic. Then, at Christmas, we made a change and got Miss Wright to fill Miss Wilburn’s place. AA e hope to he the class of 22 and finish our class history then. Catherine Fort, highth Grade Class Historian. et enf$ (Brafce Miss Vinnik Wait Watson, Teacher. Cfa66 (Roff Mary Ada Anderson Mildred Bane Mellie Doyle Edna Di Bose Myrtle Gibson Grace Goodman Jessie Green Beulah Hill Bertie Howard Olive Howard Effie Jones Margaret Keitii Harriett Lea Elizabeth M Kenz ie Mattie Sansbury Mabel Saverance E.manuel Charles W. T. Coker ( )LEM A N FOX WORTH Lee Goodman Jesse Huggins Harold McLeod M. C. Phillips A fton Powers On as. A. Sansbury Edwin Smith Cleo Young Fred Young $)wtorj of et?en (Brabe XI YV AS in September that our class of about thirty arrived at school. All were at a new place and had a rather peculiar feeling, and some ol us, from the wonderful things that we had heard, did not know what to expect. Our teacher showed us our comfortable seats and where to put our tablet and pencil. e felt more at home when we marched in chapel and saw some of the girls and boys that we knew. All, of course, could sing, and 1 shall never forget the little good morn- ing song that we stood and sang the first thing every morning. After we had finished our work for the first year, Miss Shuler turned us o er to Miss Neil. W e left a few of our classmates behind and new ones joined us as we took the next step. After a successful year we next went to Miss Foster. Here we took up our new study—geography. Miss Craig was our next teacher. We found her very pleasant, and the year spent in her room very profitable. Our next session we were with Miss Bradley. Here we took up the study of history. Ihe class found her a very charming teacher. AVe were promoted to the sixth grade, where Miss Williams, now Mrs. man, Jr., taught us. She was admired by her pupils, and was very popular. Miss Watson, who is much admired and loved by her class, is our present teacher. Memory will love to live over again those pleasant days spent during the period of years from 1913-1920. Effie Jones, Historian. (Brafce M rs. Y. II. Low max. Teacher. jftf (Brafce Mfss Sadie Hewitt, Teacher. —— ! '■ iMMHIMil mWuk m � wkmmmmmiim w M « � • tm «MS ? '• S � --'- -'? st. ar Jfourfl} (Brafce Miss Blanch Rose, Teacher, CtStrb (Brafce Miss Corrine DeLorme, Teacher, MP econb (Brabe (Brabe mite h KMvuuim DH PA TMe tl ($ (Race for fitfe IN THE southern part of Canada, dotted here and there, are small lumbering camps. In these camps logs are cut during the fall and winter and in the spring, when the ice and snow melts, they are floated down the rivers to large sawmills. In one of these camps, on a tributary of the St. Lawrence, lived a boy of seventeen named Jack Harrington, with his mother. His father had lost his life the preceding spring while he was floating logs down the river to Quebec. W hen Jack’s father died he left Mrs. Harrington well off financially. But she. being sick most of the time, allowed a miserly old landlord to cheat her out of every cent of it, and ever since that it has been Jack's highest ambition to become one of the “Royal Northwest Mounted Police to help stop such cruel robbery. Jack, though young, was a man. every inch of him, and when his mother lost her money he started to work. Although his heart was turned in another direction, he took up the trade his father had taught him. and became a woodsman until he should become old enough to join the “Mounties.” He went day after day to his work, which was about two miles from the settlement, or camp, as they called it. W hen winter set in for good and the ii er as frozen over. Jack bought some skates to skate back and forth to his work. This gave him recreation and also afforded him great sport. Jack orked hard as the weeks rolled on and saved a large amount of money, for lumbering is a paying occupation. Ibis good fortune could not last long, as you will soon find out. One night, Jack stayed rather late in the forest. When he started back home he heard the howl of a wolf behind him. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw an angiy pack headed straight for him. Their leader, a large gray one, was a good bit in the lead. I hink what would become of a boy if caught by those heartless beasts. For a time it looked as if Jack’s fate was sealed. There lie as in that forest without any weapon at all. His only hope lay in his skates, and lie was fairly flying along the river. Every time lie glanced back, lie saw those shaggy spots draw nearer and nearer. They were gaining on him fast now, and there still lay a quarter of a mile to go. What if he could not hold out the rest of the way? This he knew was impossible at the rate he was traveling now. As these thoughts were passing through Jack’s mind he turned a bend in the river, and the skates tilted, causing him to fall upon the ice and break his leg. What must he do now? He must have known Aery well, for he crawled slowly to the bank of the river and braced himself against a tree. By the time he had done this, the large leader was upon him. lie made one snap at Jack’s throat, but Jack, being too quick for him, caught him in the neck and choked him to death. Just as the rest of the pack came growling fiercely, as if maddened by the loss of their leader, Jack fell back unconscious in the snow. Now, what was to become of him? His last thoughts were of the little mother who might starve when all the money Jack had saved was used. When Jack regained his consciousness he was at home in bed. He said. Bell, that was some dream.’ .lust then he started to move his leg, but it pained him so he could not. He knew, then, that his leg was broken, and that he really had been chased by that angry pack of wolves. But T suppose that if Jack were really caught by those wolves, you would like to know how he got home. Well, it happened this way. Just as Jack fell and broke his leg, old Bob Kelly, a friend of the family, stepped out of his door to get some wood. He heard the howling of the wolves up the river, and, being an old settler in that part of the country, knew what it meant. He went back into his cabin and got his rifle—the kind they use up in Canada for big game—and started up the river on the run. He stopped about fifty yards from the place where Jack was, just in time. When the next one behind the leader made a motion to jump upon Jack and tear off a nice meal and run off and eat it, Crack! went old Bob's rifle, and the wolf fell dead, wounded right between the eyes. Crack! went old Bob’s rifle again, and the second wolf fell. The other wolves scattered, growling over the loss of such a fine meal. The next morning early old Bob came by to see how Jack was getting on, and Mrs. Harrington sent him for the doctor. The doctor came and set Jack’s leg, saying that he would be all right before long. The doctor's statement came true, and in about three months Jack was working again. He worked on a few more years and then joined the Mounties.” In this organization he met with many thrilling events, but he never forgot that night in the forest when old Bob Kelly’s rifle saved the day. Nebraska Brown. TDonfcer ( aff O.N'( K there was a little girl named Louise. Her grandmother told her it she would knit her a shawl she would put gifts in the ball every now and then for her to find. Grandmother said that her eyes were getting weak and she could not see to knit. Louise was very much pleased and told her grandmother that she would be glad to knit the shawl and would try to get it finished by Christmas. 1 lie next time grandmother went up town she bought enough wool to make the shawl. She got a very pretty shade of purple which Louise liked very much. One morning, when Louise had gone to school, grandmother got out the wool and presents and began to wind. The ball was very big because it had enough wool in it to make the shawl. Y hen Louise came from school that day she jumped up and down with joy when she saw that her grandmother had finished the ball. She was very anxious to start the shawl, but her mother told her to study first, and then she would get it for her. She finished studying in a very short time and was ready to start the shawl. She knitted very fast for a little while and something dropped to the floor. She did not notice it at first, but when she looked down she saw a pretty little sil er thimble which would just fit her finger, and she knew at once that it had come from her Wonder Ball. She thought that if all the gifts ere as pretty' as this one she wanted to hurry and come to another one. 1 lie next one she found was a pretty gold pin with a ruby in the center, which delighted her very much. She worked real hard and the next gift she came to was a ruby ring just to match her pin. On ( hristmas Eve she finished the ball, and what do you suppose she found in the middle? A beautiful little locket and chain. Grandmother was iei much pleased with the shawl, for Louise had made it beautifully. After Louise had finished the shawl she told her grandmother that she would knit anything she wanted, because she had put such pretty things in her Wonder Ball. Mary L. Lea. (pfajnng 3500% ----rf'l'S'I AS Bill walked out of the house on the way to school up rode I John in his new car. ‘’Hello. Bill; come, let’s take a ride, said John. ‘‘Oh, but I can’t. It is five minutes of 9 o’clock, answered Bill. ’’Shucks! Be a sport, Bill. What is the need of going to school? Let us take a holiday,” tempted John. Bill thought a little, then said, ‘’I believe I will. Nobody will ever know it.” So he got up in the pretty new car with John and away they went. They decided to get out of town as nobody would see them to suspect any mischief. They wanted to go to a fish pond about seven miles away. They had planned to be back by two o’clock, in time to walk in home as if nothing had happened. They got up their lunch, borrowed some fishing lines and articles they would need from a friend of theirs just out of town, and started on then- expedition. They reached their pond safe and began their fishing. Neither of the two boys was an expert fisherman, so they did not expect much luck. They fished a half hour without any bite, accident or intruder. But as the second half hour was coming to an end, something began to tug at Bill’s line. On investigation, he found it was a small fish. Of course, Bill was overjoyed and excited over his luck, and while trying to get the fish from the end of the line, became overbalanced and fell in the water. Both boys were good swimmers, so he was safe. John, as soon as possible, built a hot fire for Bill to dry by. This happened about the middle of September. There had not been any rain for weeks, so, naturally, the water was stale. But this did not cross either boy’s mind. They fished on until they had caught five small fish, then began preparing them to cook. After their dinner, which they carefully prepared, they began making preparations to return home. They had not gone over a mile before the tire blew out. They had only twenty minutes in which to fix it and get home, so. of course, they had to make great haste. John got out and began hunting for a jack, for the car was new and John had driven it but a very few times before and did not know anything about the tools. To their disappointment no jack could he found, and it was impossible for them to run home on a fiat tire. The only thing to be done was for one of them to go back about a half mile to a house, where the people had a car and get a jack. Bill volunteered to go. In the meanwhile John was to get everything ready. It should not have taken an average person over fifteen minutes to walk back for the jack, but Bill was not feeling very well and he got back five minutes after two. They—or rather John, for Bill had almost given out from his walk and could not help much—fixed the tire and started home, reaching there about two-thirty. I hey planned at first to pretend that they had been kept in at school, but when Bill got home he was feeling so bad that he had to have the doctor. The doctor announced that lie had malaria, gave directions to his mother, and promised to call the next day. I he next morning Bill was so much worse that his mother, much alarmed, again called the doctor. This time the doctor decided that Bill had typhoid fever. Bill could keep his secret no longer, for now lie thouht of his falling in the pond and suspected that he got fever from the stale water. So he told his whole story, declaring that he would never play hookey again. He was very sick for a week or two. John went through about as much agony as his com- panion, for he knew that he had tempted him to do wrong. Bill recovered very slowly and was not able to go to school until after Christmas. I his was a lesson to both boys. Although nothing happened to John, he learned a lesson from Bill’s accident, and I can assure you that neither of the two boys ever played hookey again. Ai,ma McLendon. © TDtjaf ii)t TDar ©tfc for £)ne ouflj Carolina Btrf EFORE our country was thrown into the cruel war, in a certain city of South Carolina, there lived a beautiful young girl whose life was a gay round of parties and dances. Not a serious thought had ever entered the head of this gay society butterfly. When the call came to the boys to go to war, Louise Allen, for that was the girl’s name, felt as if she were throwing her time away. So, after a few days of deep thinking, she decided to unite with some ladies and help in one of the Red Cross tea rooms. She liked and enjoyed this kind of work so much that she wanted to open a tea room for herself. So Louise went down the street and found a little room on Main Street, just the size she wanted. She rented this room and got decorators to beautify it. The walls were done in a pale cream color, and the tables and chairs were of the same shade. Two chandeliers were hung from the ceiling and small lights fixed on the wall where each table was to be placed. After this was done Louise put rose flowered covers on the tables and on the backs of the chairs and rose shades on all of the lights. In the farther end of the room she put a desk and a telephone. Flowers were put in the large window at the front and their fragrance filled the air. Louise started right to work, with the help of three girls to serve and a woman to cook. The little room looked so inviting and the food cooked and served so daintily that many people came to the Rose-Mary Tea Room.” She has now been running the “Rose-Mary Tea Room” for three months and has not grown tired of this kind of life yet. So. you see, the war changed this girl's ideas and instead of a butterfly existence she has learned the joy of service. Virginia McKenzie. $ox afe to tQc QjSttoer Original French Stories...................... aTiss Me''1 Dolls............................ 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Tay lor’s A Igebra........................... “Sure ’noughs”............................... “Salt Water Taffy’'.......................... Stories of the Wild West”..................... Historical Essays............................ ''‘‘Facts and Figures for the Farmer”........ .......George Rollins ........Ruth Conyers ........Henry White ........Evelyn Coker .......Marion Huggins .........James White Coker, McLendon Co. ........Dorothy Keith ......Laurie Anderson .......Alma McLendon ......Paul Vane Elrod .....Coker Bane Co. ..........Floy White ..........Mamie Ham ........Melvin Purvis ....M ary Alma Anderson ........Shelly McKay ....Virginia McKenzie ........Edwin Rollins .........Ruth Conyers .......Norwood Loman .....Graham Hawkins ..........The Faculty ..........Albert Sims ........Melvin Purvis ......Lemont Sansbury .......Nebraska Brown ........Nellie Taylor .............Mary Lea Ruth: I hear that Miss Dobson has become a confirmed pessimist.” Alma: “How’s that?” Ruth: She s worrying now about who will bury the last man on earth.” ( on verse (in a recent letter): “Well. Melvin, how are you getting on in school ?” Melvin: Oh. all right; I m trying awfully hard to get ahead, you know.” Converse: “Well, heaven knows, you need one.” Miss Wright (in English) : “James, give me a sentence with ‘heroes’ in it. James (after much thought): A man sat on a tack. lie rose.” Shelly: “Evelyn, what is our history for tomorrow?” Evelyn: “We are going to have an oral review.” Shelly: “Will she want 11s to write it in ink?” Dorothy: Who wrote ‘Milton’s Paradise Lost'?” Mary Alma: “Wasn't it Shakespeare?” Henry, our great scientist, is trying to graft the peach tree with the milk weed, hoping thereby to produce peaches and cream. Miss Wright: “What does ‘idealist’ mean?” Alma: “Isn’t it one who idolizes?” George being almost asleep in school, was asked why a hyphen was put in “bird-cage,” and he replied: “Er—for the bird to sit on. Mamie: “What animal is satisfied with the least nourishment?” Paul Vane: “The moth, for it eats nothing but holes in your Sunday clothes.” Miss Dobson: “Mamie, why do we celebrate July 4th?” Mamie: “Because the slaves were set free on that date.” George awoke one night, laughing heartily. M hen asked what was the matter he said: “I dreamed I saw a ham.” Miss Grey to one of the primary teachers: “Mr. F-------was awfully sick last night. The doctor had to give him an epidemic.” Laurie: “I wish we could put in a course in ‘first aid.’ ” James: “It ought to be second aid, for you’re so slow you’d never get there to use the first.” Henry, going to Florence, saw the sign: Cast Iron Sinks. He thought- fully said to himself: “Hump! any fool knows that.” Mamie: “Is there any difference between a florist and a botanist?” Melvin: “Certainly there is.” Mamie: “What is it?” Melvin: “Well, a botanist is one who knows all about flowers, and a florist is one who knows all about the price you pay for them.” Marion: “Say, Laurie, don’t you believe in Socialism?” Laurie: “Certainly. What makes you think so?” Marion: “Because you use my paper, study out of my books and I reckon you’d spend my money if I had any.” Only good-looking people read this: Don't be so confounded conceited Mr. Wilkes: “And the prodigal son fell on his father’s neck and wept.” George: “Why did. he weep?” Mr. Wilkes: “I reckon if he had fell on your neck you’d weep, too.” Mr. AA ilkes, after making a speech, asked: “Is there anything you gen- tlemen would like to say?” Melvin rose. Mr. AAHlkes: “Take you seat, Melvin. I said ‘gentlemen’.” Miss AA'right: “Dorothy, how many times have I got to tell you to stop talking without permission?” Ten minutes later, Dorothy, raising her hand to speak, Miss Wright asked: “AVhat is it?” Dorothy: “I saw a tramp in the hall going off with your silk umbrella.” Laurie (brilliantly) : “It certainly has turned cold, for I feel the change in my pockets.” George: “I could sing divinely, if it wasn’t for my voice.” Marion (to one of the teachers) : “I got a hundred today.” Teacher: “Fine; what on?” Marion: “Fifty on science and 50 on geometry.” Mary Alma (to an old darky) : “AA’hy is it that you never hear of a darky committing suicide?” Old darky: “AA’ell, yuh-all see. it's disaway, Miss. AA'hen a white pusson can’t sell his stuff, he sets down an’ gits to worrin’ ’bout it, then fust thing you know, he’s done killed hisself. But when a niggah sets down to think ’bout his trubbles, why, he jes’ nachelly goes to sleep.” Shelly says the colored boy that milks their cow is so cross-eyed that they have to put five buckets under the cow, so he’d be sure to hit one of them. QYltftfarp £ratmn$ 05 T LIT ARY training was organized in the Timmonsville High School in the fall of 1919, by Mr. M. M. Wilkes, Superintendent of Schools; Mr. J. B. Keith, Mr. Fred Honour, and Mr. W. H. Lowman. Jr. The boys drill every Monday and Friday for about forty-five min- utes. Mr. Honour, Mr. Keith, and Mr. Lowman trained the boys at first, but since the officers have been appointed the boys are able to obtain the training without them. Military training develops the physical student, the acquirement of manual skill, a correct conception of discipline, and the practical argumenta- tion of ability and self-reliance that comes from ordered out-door life. In having military training in our schools, the military side of education is stressed to a greater degree than it would be from merely a eight or ten-week encampment during the year, which some people contend is sufficient. While these camping trips are both pleasant and profitable to a limited degree. E. C. C. ’20. Melvin II. Purvis George Hollins . James White Offtcere ...............................Captain ......................First Lieutenant .....................Second Lieutenant Miss Pearl Grey, Music Director. ($f(5£eftC0 AAe do not need to dwell upon the necessary place that Athletics fill in the school life, for every one will agree that a system of school training that does not have athletics is faulty. In the Timmonsville High School we have endeavored to emphasize athletics as far as possible. We have, however, labored under difficulties, for we did not have an athletic director on our faculty. A e hope next year to meet this need in our school and to win the championship in basketball and football. Athletic Editor. Qj5aee6a££ Harry White James White Edwin Rollins Albert Sims, Captain George Rollins, Manager Roy Simpson Melvin II. Purvis Robert Severance Marion Huggins Willie Copeland Fred Barre Henry Hill foot (gaCC George Rollins, Captain James White, Manager F. M Fred Bane Henry IIill Henry White Melvin II. Purvis Bennie Hewitt Ira White Sims, Jil, Coach Edwin Rollins Harry White Robt. Severance Alma McLendon, (' iplain Paul Vane Elrod ) , _ _f } r orwards irginia McKenzie V Mamie Ham | Alma McLendon ('enters Miss Sadie Hewitt, Coach Evelyn Coker J ulia Sever an ce G north Subs A2 Janie Mae Purvis Ola IIam Mary Alma Anderson Mary Lea (Hoff Mamie Ham Mary Alma Anderson Evelyn Coker Dorothy Keith Virginia McKenzie Mary Lea Janie Mae Purvis Elizabeth Coker Lottie Blackman Edith Anderson octefp (preetbente, 1919 1920 Paul Vane Elrod Ruth Conyers Melvin II. Purvis, -Jr. The Timmonsville Literary Society was organized in 1918 by M. M. Wilkes, Superintendent, with the able assistance of Miss Cleo Dobson. In a wonderfully short time marvelous results have been accomplished, and ve feel assured that our graduates will always profit from experience gained here. Editor. (preftmtnarp ©eBafeje James White, Marion Huggins, Nebraska Brown, Dorothy Keith, Mamie Ham. Virginia McKenzie, Melvin Purvis, Evelyn Coker, Edwin Rollins, Mary Lea. T . on. (Tt. CM Motto .............................( rt ° More News A no w J Place of Meeting...................... Tenth Grade Room Time of Meeting . . . When there is no teacher in room QUtbntg Crete Aim..............................To (jet home before sunrise Time of Meeting............................12 o'clock sharp Place of Meeting...................................On the car (tltemBere Bryan” White “Cutie” Anderson “Skinny” Rollins “Chamy” Bane “Fatty” Sansbury “Prissy” Rollins “Sporty” Purvis “Kaiser” Huggins “Caruso” Simms “Samboy” Severance tfc % ttg Officers President.............. Vice-President Secretary-'Treasurer “Johnny” Fort “Bill” Lea “Jinks” Purvis “Jimmy” Ham “Peggy” Anderson . “Jinks” Purvis . “Topsy” Morris . “Betty” Coker “Dolly” Blackman “Topsy” Morris “Jijliette” Severance “Dick” Goodman Betty” Coker Motto Laugh and the World laughs with you junior Nebraska Brown................................... President Virginia McKenzie...................................Pianist Edwin Rollins..........................................Bass Fred Bane.............................................Tenor M ary Lea...........................................Soprano Nell Cannon.......................................Contralto Virginia McKenzie......................................Alto Nebraska Brown.....................................Baritone (ptcfimcfiere Motto . 7 o eat all we can, while we can, to clean out the can ................................To have a c ood time Place of Meeting..........................At the Mill Pond Officers Edwin Rollins Virginia McKenzie . Nell Cannon President . Vice-President Secret ar -Treasurer Nebraska Brown Edwin Rollins Graham Hawkins Virginia McKenzie Mary Lea Fred Bane Melvin II. Purvis, Lemont Sansbi ry Laurie Anderson Annie Bailey Lucile Green Jr. Nellie Taylor Cora Hill Nell Cannon jentor Evelyn Coker .............................First Violin Dorothy Keith............................Second Violin Alma McLendon............................ Third Violin Paul Vane Elrod................................Ukelele Mary Alma Anderson.............................Ukelele Laurie Anderson.........................Ukelele Banjo Floy White.......................................Piano George Rollins...................................Comet James White.....................................Cornet Melvin II. Purvis, Jr........................... Drums For the financial success of the T. H. S. we owe many thanks to the advertisers, whose names appear on the following pages. “One good turn deserves an- other”—so, kind readers, let’s help those who have helped us. Business Manager. 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If you ever get anything here that is not right, please bring it back and get your money. The John McSween Co. DEPARTMENT STORE The Home of Everything New and Good The Chas A. Smith Co. Timmonsville, S. C. “The Satisfactory Dept. Store” WITH OVER FIFTEEN COMPLETE DEPTS. OUR MASTER THOUGHT Is to do everything possible to deepen and strengthen your allegiance to the store. We want more than your trade—more than just your dollars and cents. We are striving for your appreciation—your good-will. That’s the main thing. Everything else follows. We’d rather create a fine impression and miss a sale, than make a sale and create a poor impression. Our policy is in control of that principle. Remember, we are in business to do all we can for cus- tomers. Every rule is made with your good-will in mind. Coker College Hartsville, S. C. A High Standard College for Young Women E. W. SIKES, M. A., Ph. D., President “MARVIN HAS IT” The Most Up-to-Date Drug Store in Eastern Carolina a MARVIN DRUG CO. 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