Tyler County High School - Echoes Yearbook (Middlebourne, WV)

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gg ... '-.:..,..:.-gl. 'E K E- S .1..e'.'.i -......-.Q-.-.i..-............-... .. ..... ....... .i...-...... ..-... ...- -.....,.-..- aside clothes, books, andf other play paraphernalia to find her play-book in order to take one last look at her lines, and wishing vainly that she had studied her part more thoroughly. Everyone is vigor- ously applying make-up and the mirror is very much in demand -especially among the feminine part of the cast. Then bright lights flood the stage. There is a gasp of suspense, all is deadly quiet back stage as the curtains sweep aside. The play which has 'caused so many hours' of hard, nerve-racking work ison. CFeature-January 3, 19555 t CHEMISTRY CLASS TAKES ASSEMBLY FOR JOURNEY In assembly last Tuesday the chemistry class lured their audience millions of miles away from the earth. Looking back, they saw the earth, a globe of many colors. The sun was going around the earth, for its monthly tourg Marie Gutbcrlet, the guide, explained everything that hap- pened. Back again at school the chemistry class was on the labortory. failed to decided to usual, all to try an stage in their When the teacher arrive, Ralph Smith take his place. As the students wished experiment before the teacher came. Marion Gutberlet proved that water could be turned to wine and wine to water Other experiments were given' by Ruth Winee, Gail Jones, Clarence Duckworth, Bob Underwood and Lionel Under- wood. During all the noise and confusion Mr. Miller arrived upon the scene. The students all tried to get into their places in a hurry. Thus ended 13116 func Other students taking part on the program were Gertrude Buck, Evelyn Buck, Geraldine Keys, 'Opal Hamilton, ' Emuel Menges,E1aine Underwood,Murie1 Rice and Toinette Murphy. This entire program was planned and worked out by Mr. Miller with the help of his chemistry class. lNews story-December 20, 19547 PICTURES COME TTO LIFE Did you ever see a picture come to life? Then you should have attended 'assembly at Tyler high Friday, December 7. Lights slowly brighten, two beautiful life-size portraits come into view -- one of a lovely young girl of Martha Washington's timeg the other of an equally attractive young lady of more modern times. In the distance a clock strikes twelve -- the midnight hour at which all things are possible, And--is it possible that those painted figures move? They do! Slowly,sleepily, they yawn. Then with fully awakened vigor each speaks. Startled by the voice of another, each peers from her frame and hastily draws back. Then, hesitantly, 'each figure steps down from her place and comes forward. Thus 'begins HA Midnight Fantasyn, a one-act play star- ring Mary Spencer and Mary Ry- ,mer. fCNews-feature,December l3,l934J mggjjmm . .... mmgninrxxg

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X . -Q--- A -Q1- fasasea amaasasfQ.-+,-f:-.,1a,-.al i IF YOU DONYT WATCH OUT! i He loved 'his country, he Qfought for it, he suffered for Halloween! When all theyit,he lived and died for it. witches and ghosts and cats!As a reward his name is stamp- and bats have their annual moonlight feast and dance! ' They run mournfully about, playing hide grandfather's and trip over kins. The silent through the curse on all who dare defy them while big black bats fly about everywhere . . . . , . . -and-seek among fodder shocks, the yellow pump- witches ride Zreaiuieloctebsnzs, 'lasik ' ' SPRING, SUMMER, WINTER AND AUTUMN. ! F I I I air putting al I If old Mother Earth had, never begun her shim ying there would be no seasons. As she sways her ample hips fromi side to side in her whirling dance around Father Sun she gives us our climatic varia- tions. For the sake of human- ity, it is fortunate that we have seasonal changes, it peps us up and keeps us from becom- ing mopey. ' CFeature-February l4, 19557 FEBRUARY, THE MONTH OF GREAT MEN. When one thinks of Febru- ary, it is only natural that his thoughts turn to the great men and the holidays that are commemorated during this mOnth. We first think of Washington, the father of our country, our first president one who led us safely through the long, hard struggle for our independence, and in the end brought us to victory . . i H I i ed with the highest esteem upon the heart of every Amer- ican today. fEditorial-February 7, 19555 CLOCKS Everyone is familiar with the two school clocks, the one which stands in the hall and the one which hangs on the wall of the llibrary. The clock in the library runs a few days and stopsg ,someone starts it but it stops again. It hangs on the wall useless to everyone. On the other hand the clock in the hall is accurate and dependableg it runs all the time. Did you ever think that there are some students who constantly must be prodded by teachers before they will work. They, like the clock in the library, soon stop and have to be started again. Other students are steady, dependable and accurate. They like the clock in the hall, work all the time. Which clock are you like? CEditorial-February 21, l955D --1:11,-u--1.-.----..-...i ALL IS CONFUSIONI Everyone is confused and all is confusion! In fifteen minutes everything must go foreward with clock-work pre- cision. Everyone seems breath- less. nHave you seen my hat,n or HWhere is my coat,n are only a few of the many ques- tions asked of the already be- wildered coach. One of the cast is frantically throwing do A O I ' ' i955-isa! ' I c -----

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- B' B' -- FIiQhM ? 5 - The privilege of contributing poetry to the annual was extended to all the students of Tyler High but very little material was presented. The best select ions have been chosen and printed herein. Incidentally,you will note that our aspiring young poets are all members of the freshman class. .v..-'.-u- RAINY DAYS Rain drops on the attic roof: Big drops slide down the window paneg The sky is dark but friendly. Little baby birds chirp saftly In their nest under the eaves While the ir mother keeps them warm. I sit in my slant-roofed corner, In my old distorted rocker, Reading my books and dreaming. Brave sailor lads steer their ships the rain and fog before me Through Bearing down on a pirate host. A iight and the lads are victors a friendly rainy day Give me And adventure books in the attic. .Howard Wright - '58 ..,g- KTVTENITFC- TIME When the sun drops below the horizon And the moon lights the sky, The stars in heaven are twinkling And we hear the whipporwill cry. The perfume from thousands of flowers Floats out on the gentle breeze. The lovers out in the garden Are laughing with joy and glee. Alone! down in the meadow, With his heart full of joy and cheer, The mocking bird is singing For us poor mortals to hear. Raymond Carroll - '58 WINTER Who is he so brave and bold As to defy the winter's cold? While the wintry winds howl and blast And snow and sleet is driven past? Who is he to stand and say, Come, winter, come and go my way. Bo he man or bird or beast He'll ne'er turn back the elements in the least. But when the springtime comes at last And the warm South wind comes blowing past. Then shall they rise and say Come, spring, come and go my way. Donald Weekley - '58 g 9, 5