Winter Haven High School - Wha Hwa Hta See Yearbook (Winter Haven, FL)

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WaH WA Hta See us out at this time. Elsie was rushed to the hospital at once; the doctor said that there was nothing serious and that she would l e all right in a few days. This was surely a relief to me for I was greatly worried over the condition of my friend. 1 immediately inquired whether this was the hospital in which Mary Smith was a nurse and found out that it was. The renewed friendship of our high school days was indeed a joy to us all. “Do you know who the head doctor is? asked Mary. “Why, no, we said. Mary then left the room hut soon returned with a rather stern hut pleasant looking young man. Elsie and I did not at first understand, for we did not know this man. Then he smiled. Oh! It’s Talvin, I said at last. Our stay in Birmingham was surely one of happiness for us and we were overjoyed to think that we had met so many of our old friends. A ]H rfect day must end so we again started on our way, making our next stop at New Orleans. Here we were not so fortunate; it seemed as if we were indeed strangers in a strange, strange land. The first evening we were there we attended the show to see our favorite actress, no other than Katy Lee. The next day when we were window shopping, a little boy came along with hand hills and gave us one. We were not at all interested in it until we noticed the name of Roy Rosell written on the pajier. We read as follows: The Republican Senator Roy (I. Rosell. Will Speak Tonight at the Auditorium at Eight O’Clock “Well, of all things, exclaimed Elsie, “Can you imagine Roy as a senator ?” “Let's go to the lecture. I said, “We can have lots of fun afterwards teasing him about his profession. The next afternoon when we went out for a drive we noticed a sign on a hilllK»ard on which we read to our amazement the following words: Coming March 2 Milleville Stock Company with Leland L. Recker as Leading Man Elsie looked at me and we both laughed. Tu’enty-Six

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W a H w a Ht See Class Prophecy All through high school Elsie ami I were crazy to ride horseback. Hut there were so few horses in W inter Haven that we never got our desired wish. The few people who did have them wouldn't trust them to us, it seemed. Fortunately we both attended college where there were plenty of horses to ride. W e made the most of our opportunity and by the time we had finished college, we had ridden all we wanted and more too. Then we looked around for another hobby. We hail indulged in almost every kind of sport at one time or another, so it was hard to find something new. At last we found just what we wanted. Our hobby this time was airplanes; the prices were not so high at that time, so every time we had a dollar or two to spare, we went for a little ride in the air. Both of us decided not to work during the summer following our graduation from college, but to take a nice vacation. W e soon decided that we wanted to take a trip in an airplane. They were as numerous then as autos were in our high school days, so we easily secured a plane to our liking. W e immediately began taking lessons in driving and also in mechanics; it was not long until we were thoroughly trained in this line. W e planned to go to California by way of New Orleans, then back by way of Chicago and New York. On this trip we decided to look up our old classmates; our first stop was rather unexpected. We were caught in a small storm and the right wing was damaged in some way, forcing us to land in a large field. We had just gotten out when a man walked up, asking us if he could help us any. “Why, Willard Boland.” exclaimed Elsie, “I could recognize that voice anywhere.” I had not observed the man very closely, but when Elsie said this I realized that this was our old classmate, A bey, now a government in-s ctor. He took us into town in his Ford where we easily secured a man to fix our machine. We stopped in Birmingham just out of pure curiosity to see what the city was like. W e were walking across the main street noticing the tall brick building in front of us when suddenly 1 heard a scream and the squeaking of brakes. Elsie had been hit by a car. thrown to the pavement and knocked unconscious before I knew what had happened. A policeman took charge of the situation immediately. When he turned to me for information, I at once recognized him as Sam Moore. I was indeed surprised but only too glad to think that we had a friend to help Twenty-Five

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WaHwaHt See “And lie was the one who said he was going: to U- a lawyer, I said. “We should worry if we haven’t a lawyer among our classmates. Virginia I.eps, the lawyeress, can attend to all our legal affairs. Our journey was rather uneventful until we reached San Irancisco. We knew that Katy was playing there so we immediately looked her up. o one could have shown us a lietter time than she did. for she was acquainted with the city and knew where to go to have a good time. We ended our visit in San Francisco by attending the theatre to hear the noted singers, Peggy Race and Reha Mann, who were touring the United States. Katy asked us what had happened to Louise Harris. “Peggy made me think of her. she said, “for she was one of the D. A. M.,’s. “Oh, she is living in Tennessee with her husband,” said Klsie. “In Tennessee, did you say?” she asked. “O, of course—.” “And what has become of Anne Belle Steffee? Katy asked. “Not Steffee, my clear, I said, but Mrs. Wright. “Really! exclaimed Katy. “do you really mean it? “Sure, I replied, “They are in Cuba now on their honeymoon. “Speaking of honeymoons,” said Katy, “did you know that Robert Igou had to postpone bis honeymoon liecause it interfered with an im-jKirtant baseball game between two famous teams, one for which he pitches.” “ That's a good joke on Robert, laughed Klsie. “Did you read the poem written by Margaret Hills in the Literary Digest ? I asked. “Oh. I thought it was wonderful! exclaimed Katy. “I'm glad that she didn't let marriage interfere with her work. After leaving California, our first important stop was in Denver. There we visited Elizalieth Johnston or “Ibbis as we know her. She lived in a beautiful house in the residential section of the city. Her husband bad just bought her a new Packard, but it seems that it should have been worn out by the time we left for we used it so much. “Have vou seen Merle lately? asked Ibbis. “Not since Christmas when we went home on our vacation for she went back to Philadelphia Ik fore we went home at the end of school, said Elsie. “Is she still making designs for dresses? asked Ibbis. “The last time I heard from her she spoke of giving it up. Twenty-Seven »