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

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0 F 1. Emma, you're missing something. 2. Couldn't you find any more? 3. Beta initiates. 4. And this is Don. 5. Our Editor. 6. After it’s over. 7. Blow your horn. 8. Is it good, Prof? 9. A kinder- garten (2) pupil. 10. | don’t get it. 11. Caught unexpectedly. 12. Getting it fixed. 13. My name IS ae ee NE 14. Studious girl. 15. Caught it. sleeping—. 18. After practice. 19. Our Majorettes. CLASS SONG (Tune: “Tonight We Love’’) Today we say our goodbye To dear old Wadesboro High, And though we go far away, Our hearts forever here will stay, And though our days now are gone, We'll take the road for our own. We’ll take our mem’ries with us, and you’ll miss us; will we be gone Or will we always live on in Wadesboro High? Today we leave with regrets Our teachers, classmates, and friends; They touch our heart, love is ours. When day begins, and all its hours, And when our school days are o’er And we’re together no more, We'll cherish days forever spent together though we be gone, And we will always live on in Wadesboro High! Margaret Helen Gaddy, Bebe Stokes. 16. It must be good. 17. You're sleeping—You're CLASS POEM Sonnet on Parting Although the time has come to say goodbye To friends and classmates of these past twelve years, Who shared our joys; who kept our spirits high When things went wrong, that rarely plagued by fears Our days made glad within these hallowed walls As seasons passed and mind and body grew; The grace and wisdom shrined within these halls Leaves but vepect for school and praises due. But we go not with tears or heavy heart For life is rich and we must look ahead To days close by when we shall be a part Of life in this fair land where heroes tread; Nor do we go with laughter in our eyes For always there is sadness in goodbyes. Edmund Little, Class Poet.

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Left to right: Billie Rivers, President; Fred Moore, Vice-President; Mary Elizabeth Davis, Secretary-Treasurer; Miss Eva Halder, Adviser. WADESBORO HIGH SCHOOL CLASS OF 1942 Motto—‘‘After the Battle the Reward” Flower—Red Rose Colors—Red and White Mascots of the Class of ‘42 Yates Sorrell and Ann Lively

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CLASS Class Historian Mary Elizabeth Dayis At last it is over—the battle won! It has been a long hard fight, but we have stuck it out to the finish. It all began when, twelve years ago, this group of “‘selectees,” after being duly examined and vaccinated, joined forces with the great W. S. Army in the battle of Knowledge. As ‘“‘buck. privates’ we were a little “green” the first year or two, but we soon became accustomed to the v arious drills, and mastered the ‘‘manual of arms,” which included the proper meth- od for holding and using pencils. The first three years were spent at “Camp Primer,” our commanding officers being Captains Liles, Plunkett, Webb, Leak, Gulledge, Baughan, Gray, and Cameron. After these three years we were trans- ferred to the opposite side of the ‘‘com- pany street” and took our places in the slightly more advanced classes. As our first instructor in the new location, we Xx xe ax os an) Xx : Zo € WY i pln ty, (7s SY Uj ZZ Wl | zs ZZ wee Me DS HISTORY shared Lt. Mary Allen with fifth year cadets. Lt. Nannie Gulledge was in com- mand of one detachment during this year. In the fifth year we were under Lts. Pink- ston and Allen. Then came a special period of “Inter- mediary training,’ during which two years we received intensive instruction preparatory for graduation from training school. Our studies were broadened; our group of instructors more than doubled, this time to include Captains Boggan, Ben- nett, Cunningham, and Gulledge. This year was to have completed our period of basic training, but in that same year it was decided that another year of “toughening”? be added to our schooling. Majors Johnson and Reinhardt were our supervisory officers. Finally we were ready for actual com- bat—four long years of it. Led by Lt. Col. Thelma Daniels and Col. Perk Rein- hardt, for nine months we battled vali- antly with Gen. English and Gen. Science of the opposing forces. After a year Col. Kathleen Morris took command against Gen. English for another period of nine months. Bewildered by the sudden attack of Brig. Gen. Algebra of Mathland, one of our most dreaded foes, even under the brilli- ant leadership of Gen. Elizabeth Johnson, some of our number fell under the Math- landers’ unerring accuracy of fire. Some fell mortally wounded or were lost ‘‘at sea’? during the terrific struggle with Commodores Latin and French, ex- perienced leaders of the “Allgreektome”’ forces. During the second year of this struggle we mourned the loss of Gen.