Wadesboro High School - Tiger Tales Hi Ways Yearbook (Wadesboro, NC)

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(16) Mary John Smith. mew NS oO — Aon fF WN EH — — oe) ND whN (19) Always—Eating bananas. Height—0 feet. Weight—23 7-10 pounds. Good for—Laughing. What she thinks of herself—That her hair will finally drive her crazy. What others think of her—That she is our song bird. William Musselwhite. Always—Hungry. Favorite Hangout—Hoot-dog stand. Nickname—‘‘Muss.” Good for—Making the class laugh. What he thinks of himself—That he has the teachers bluffed. What we think of him—We all agree with him. Daisy Teal. Age—17. Weight—16 7-10 pounds. Height—2 feet 6 1% inches. Good for—Talking to telephone operators. Ambition—To be tall and slender. What she thinks of herself—That she is real cute. What others think of her—That she is our best natured member. James Wall. Always—Imitating Charlie Chaplin. Greatest Need—Dignity. Ambition—To be Augusta’s beau. Nickname—“‘Jazz.”’ Favorite Expression—‘‘Must be, ’taint nothing previous to it.” What he thinks of himself—That he is a “heart breaker.” What others think of him—That he is comical. d' ee . er, ee yQu ws) QDRASAR VS ar 7) Twenty

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(11) Augusta Webb. Is Aue wh me wh G1) Se ee Always—Talking to James Wall. Size—Very large. Favorite Expression—“Miss Bradley, don’t you think ’m improving?” Ambition—To have a good time. What she thinks of herself—That she is imposed upon. What others think of her—That she vamped James Wall. Glendale Suits. Always—Talking Ambition—To read every book in print. Greatest Need—To acquire avoirdupois. What she thinks of herself—I don’t know. What others think of her—That her curls are the envy of the town. Lucile Morton. Always—Talking. Ambition—To finish school. Favorite Expression—‘Miss Bradley, have the pictures come?” What she thinks of herself—That she is over worked. What others think of her—That she has pretty lips. Henry McDonald. Always—Grumbling. Ambition—To teach physics. Nickname—“Goat.” Favorite Hangout—“Pee Dee Pharmacy.” What he thinks of himself—That he can drive an Essex. What we think of him—That he is a jolly good fellow. Laura Virginia Via. Always—Telling Daisy a secret. Ambition—To be a vamp. Nickname—“Ginger.” Good for—Driving a Dodge. Greatest Need—Time to study. What she thinks of herself—That she is pretty. What others think of her—“Same thing.” Nineteen

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Prophecy NE afternoon I was worn and weary as I sat at my table studying, studying, ever | studying as the time piece slowly and painfully ticked off the long hours. The dismal wind out side howled and moaned and sighed and groaned, again and again. No one will ever know just how badly my head throbbed, for too long had [ labored fruitlessly, too long had I endured my sufferings. At last I could bear it no longer. I thrust my hands through my hair, slung my books on the floor and then exclaimed, “Give me liberty, or give me death.” I grabbed’ my coat and hat and stealthily I crept out of the house and soon | arrived at my destination—the “Drug Store,” and bought a Coca-Cola. My; I wish that I had never tasted that vile stimulant, for that night queer dreams surged through my brain and tormented me, gladdened me, saddened me. Why should a mere thing as a dream move me so? Ah, my friends, if you had had such dreams, you too would have been moved. The first thing I saw after I closed my eyes was a beautiful City appearing out of the mist. Deciding to explore the City, I sauntered down the street, looking at the advertisements trying especially to find the business of any of my old friends of classmates. The first sign that | saw prepared me for everything, for who would ever have dreamed that Glendale would ever have gone in business with an advertisement, “Mademoiselle Suits, Beauty Parlor.” My attention then was attracted by a covered wagon rattling down the street to the “Ten Cent Store,” from which and old lady with five red headed children jumped out and went in to buy a dime’s worth of all-day suckers. Poor Pat Coxe! To think that you should come to this, when once you had such a store of beauty, charm, clothes and suitors!. I felt sorry for her, but could not sympathize with her long on account of the shrieks of a Salvation Army lassie singing on the street near me. I loked under her bonnet and saw the face of Lina Tarlton. She was failing to draw a large crowd, for on the other side of the street masses crowded around a handsome red headed man, whom I recognized as Henry McDonald selling his own invention of medicine, guaranteed “to cure burns, remove dandruff, corns and goiters, and to create a skin you love to touch.” At first I was bewildered at the things I had seen but now I was prepared to see anything. The crowd was beginning to gather on the street corners in a line, cranning their necks and jabbering. I overheard one little fellow ask, “Oh Mother, is the parade coming?” | knew then that a circus had come to town. There they came, elephants, tigers, giraffes, monkeys, clowns, and steam pianos. Just as | was turning away, | was attracted by the dainty, spotted, cream and white ponies, prancing along to the tune of the steam pianos. Imagine my surprise to see Lucile Morton and Maria Maness dressed in simple fluffy, pink spangled gauze posed daringly on their big toes on the backs of these two animals. After the excitement was over, | walked down the street and ran into Emma Smith. She toid me that she had been married three times and had gotten a divorce. (She added that she had not yet decided who she would marry next.) She also informed me that after Wm. J. Bryan’s fourth running for President he was elected and one of his first nominations was Jerome Sedberry, Post Master General. Leaving her, I made my way to a Drug store. There I picked up a paper and was astonished to learn that Lamar Caudle and James Wall had become famous and enormously wealthy by becoming twin auctioneers. {1 was also glad to learn that Dozene Covington had won her eyer- lasting fame by writing a book entitled “How to Woo, Win and Wed.” But the one thing that impressed me most was that Augusta Webb was doing her duty as sheriff of the County. Just then I was interrupted by a slap on the back. I looked around and recognized Ginger Via, one of my best school mates. I asked her what she was doing, and she told me that she had decided to be an “Old Maid” school teacher. I asked her what had become of Sarah Redfern and Mary John Smith. She told me that Sarah had invented an absolutely painless method of washing dishes and was selling the instrument to thousands, and becoming rich. And Mary John was singing in a Chautauqua. I was still more astonished when she told me that James Tice was engaged in inspecting school children to determine whether or not they were adenoid, tuberculosis or hook worm patients. Twenty One