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

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EW EAEY “Comes Spring.” Old Faithfuls. Out of the night. Beauty on parade. Meet the Queen. “Red Rover, Red Rover . . “Have some??” Posin’. ©} 00 ADOT BRWNY 10. ink, 12. 13. 14, INS 16. 7. 18. On the march!’ Over the fence. “At - - ten - - - tion!!” SOI KemOne:” SBE ey ee Oy Shay 4 Take me out to the ball game. (You name it!!) Well???? “Pull over, please!’’ “Interesting, no doubt!” “Having trouble??” leseashardaiitewecirise Emmia‘ses ala “The Same Old Story.” Tigers in action. Ah! What a place!! “Ready? Catch!” We won!!!

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1. Whew! Whew! 11. With bobby pins rationed. 20. Hip! Hip! Hooray! Zauiiierendr 12. Before the “duration.” 21, “Getrit straight shin 3. Censored. 13. Our co-captain. 22. Steppin’ high. 4. Cupid’s little helper. 14. Remember??? 23. Boosters’ Day. 5. Lil’ Abner and Daisy Mae. 15. “Hear the band, hear the 24. Career woman (which 6. “Oh! Is that mine?” CECI See one?) fh, AG, eibien Te: 16. Caught!!! 2). Lhe, Kampisewavee 8. C’mon, Tigers!! 17. “Did you hear the one 26. Another angle. 9. “Where do we go from NOON gg RO Zle PraisesA lane | a here?” 18. Our cheering section. ZOmranoU es | And so to bed. 19. Morons personified. 29. Batter up! | [20]

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Last Will aud “ estameut To All Whom This May Concern: We, the seniors of 1943 of Wadesboro High School, being of unsound mind and body, and having succeeded in deceiving the faculty with our apparent intelligence, declare our- selves legally able to make this last and only will and testament, and do hereby bequeath, give, donate, present, grant, offer, and be- stow the following: To Mr. Lewis, our thoughtful superintend- ent, we leave our appreciation for his sup- port through our high school life. To Mr. Wildermuth, our loyal principal, we leave our gratitude for all he has done for us. To Miss Holder, our beloved teacher, we leave all our love for her faithful guidance over the last year of our high school life. To the faculty, our heartfelt thanks for all the help that they have tried to give us— and our humble apologies for being so far from a model class. To the class of 1944, we leave the honor of dusting the front rows in chapel, and the privilege of using the front steps at recess. To the class of 1945, we leave all the head- aches of being a junior and the direction of the junior-senior banquet. To the class of 1946, we leave all our hopes for a great high school life. The following seniors have bequeathed the following traits with hopes that the bene- ficiaries will receive full benefit from and use Class Testator Helen Coit Redfearn to good advantage all things bequeathed them. I, Vallie Lowe, do bequeath my ability to preside over the senior class to the presi- dent of the class of 1944. I, Rebecca Jones, do bequeath my size to Dabney Little. I, Betty Latham, do bequeath my infec- tious laugh to anyone who can successfully imitate it. I, Nappy Winfree, do bequeath my role of sheik of the class to Bobby Anderson. I, Annabel Allen, do bequeath my quietness to Lomie Lou Mills. I, Ernest Gulledge, do bequeath my disin- terest in women to Frank Tucker. I, Virginia McKinnon, do bequeath my ability to get things done to Peggy Pruette. I, Alice Brower, do bequeath my ability to run the office to Cornelia Winfree. I, Emma Gathings, do bequeath my ability to argue teachers out of lessons to Margaret Terry. I, John Kiker, do bequeath my airplane building ability to T. D. Burns. I, Jay Mills, do bequeath my ability to ex- ecute to the next president of the Student Council. I, Helen Coit Redfearn, do bequeath my ability to talk incessantly and mostly about nothing to Laura Talent. | (Continued on Page 58) es are = = : soe es Se Fee ee as : SF ae sant Pan meee ee TO