Walnut Springs High School - Hornet Yearbook (Walnut Springs, TX)

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CLASS PROPHECY As we look on the throng, we see a very intelligent, squinted man of about fifty whose business is looking into peop1e's futures. Whatcha say we ask hirn to look into the future of the Senior Class of 1948-'49? Look, old fellow, how about telling us what these Seniors will be doing in fif- teen years ? O. K., my dear friends, get a good clasp on your chairs, and we'll take a quick trip into 1964. Ah-what do we see friends, appearing before us ? lt is odd looking and seems to be staggering. Yes, it is none other than Bill Davis coming in after a hard day's work digging post holes. Bill is very ambitious, and some day will have enough money to marry the widow waiting so patiently for hirn. In another part of the country we see a young man under a fair maiden's window, serenading her with his songs and mandolin. Well, Marion Hensley, we notice that you are doing a swell job retaining your old natne of Romeo. Before we leave, Marion, how about taking a little advice ? Go to work and quit depending on your romantic ways for a living. We would hate to see this wife starve like the other two. There is one other boy in the class. lsn't that right? Let's check up on Reece Darnron now. He struck life a little better than the other two boys. Reece joined the Navy, and the worst thing about it, he says, is that he has to wash behind his ears. Ah- ha, there he is now, scrubbing the ship's deck with a toothbrush. l guess his conduct is somewhat better, since last week he was doing the scrubbing with an eyebrow brush. Now the table turns to the opposite sex. Let's take a peep in on Fern Deason, the one who married while still in school. There she is taking care of two of her blue eyed children. She, her husband, and their family live in a one room bungalow and she has been voted best housekeeper around Crocodile Hill . Although, she isn't satisfied, she wants a mansion with servants and everything. We might as well go see the circus which is coming through town. There may be some one we know. Oh! Yes! Look on the end of the hundred foot pole. Well, Doris Griffin, we knew you liked to do high-flying stuff, but we never knew you would quite come to this. Good luck ole' girl, and happy landingf We must not tarry here though. We must be on our way. So, magic carpet, take us on a quick trip to see Dorothy Jane Hyles, Yes, that is right. She still plays her violin. She has her own musical group now, which is called The Squeaks . Lovely name isn't it? It fits so well, since she never found the mouse which stayed in her violin By the way, Dorothy gets married next week, and she is wearing the yellow evening dress that she made in Home Economics in 1949. What's the use to buy a new one, when this one is perfectly good? she always says. Pardon me, sir, but would you mind giving a story to me ? I like to eat, too. Please tell me something. Who is that? Oh, that is Doris Jean Alsup who always had her head set on writing She was married once, but ran her husband crazy asking him for information' on which to write. She says she isn't going to marry again, because that one didn't help much in her most important interest--writing. 2.5

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SENIOR PARTY On February 9, 1949, a party was given in honor of the Senior Class and their sponsor, Miss Cook. It was given by Mrs. L. B. Hensley and Mrs. George Davis, the home room Mothers' in the home of Mrs. Hensley's father, Mr. Davidson. Games were played which were planned by the hostess. As it was near Valentines, it was carried out all through the party. All participated in the games, which made them more interesting. After the games, the guests were led to the dining room where refreshments of sandwiches, olives, potato chips, pickles, cold drinks heart candy and cookies were served. The center piece on the table was a small tree containing hearts. After refreshments there was a gossip center, and when all had learned the latest news, they extended compliments to their hostesses for a very enjoyable evening. Z4

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Youngens, get quiet. If you so much as breath again, I'll whack you with this window-shade roller. Don't get alarmed, that is that calm old maid schoolteacher, Mary Heartsill. No, Mary never married, but by all means she hasn't given up. She is after the baker oi the town and hopes he will swallow hook, line, and sinker. Then, she says, she will have something besides a cat to live with. As you know, one of the girls in the class was told several times that she should be a model. This girl, Essie Ruth Kennedy, attempted it. They told her she had the smile that ruined lpana, and couldn't model anything but toenail polish--if that. So, she gave it up, not only as a bad job but also as a hopeless one. She settled down with a wealthy man who hasn't been quite so wealthy since. Although Essie Ruth says she is living a wonderful life and having a swell time. Peanuts, peanuts, popcorn, candy! Right this way folks. Thanks, kiddo, Boy! I guess I cheated him. Look people, there is Dorotha Jo Boyd. Let's go over and talk to her. Hello, Miss Boyd. How has life been treating you? Oh, I have a fair living. I work here at this stand awhile, and then I work in an elevator. You see, I tried to be an airplane hostess, but they told me I would only over- load the plane. So the elevator was the closest thing to the airplane I knew. I must work now, good-bye. We will now interview the most active girl in the class, Bette Davis. Bette seemed to fall for skating the first time she was on a pair of skates. She has a racket now of her own called Learn to Skate while you Scoot . She won a medal by being the most un- graceful skater. She has had a few down falls in her life, but not once unrepairable. As she and her husband, also a skater, had a collision, they really fell for one another. Last of the class, but not least by all means, is Doris Marie Peterman. Doris Marie was always the tom-boy type, one who liked to tear and cut up things. She is still in the business of cutting up things, as she is a doctor. A mighty swell job she is doing, too. It was only the other day that she went to take off a person's toe. The knife slipped, and whack, off went the foot. Only a few little accidents like that have happened to her though, and some day she may become one of our outstanding doctors. Just a little hint-- there are still other doctorsg go to them. That is the last of your class of 1948-1949, so I'll go get back on my perch. I sin- cerely hope you seniors keep improving like you have been. So long and good luck. 26