The Eagle - 1957-05 Senior Edition

THE EAGLE

SENIOR EDITION TAYLORS (S.C.)HIGH SCHOOL MAY 1957

SENIOR CLASS TRIP

If you were in front of the school at 5.00 P.M., April 17 you would have seen a sight. The time was approaching for the seniors to leave on their much awaited trip to Washington. Everyone was excited and ready to go. At 5.15 P.M. the bus loaded down with 27 seniors and our two chaperons, Mrs. Cannada and Mrs. downey, left Taylors for Washington. As we got on our way everyone was trying to remember if they had everything. Got your camera? P.J's Suit Case? Everyone was sure they had everything.

Our first stop was at Charlotte where "Mac" took over the driving. We ate supper and then went to a show.

At 10.00 P.M. a droppy bunch boarded the bus at Charlotte for a nights ride to Washington.

You should have seen how sweet that Micky can sleep leaning over on Ruth. Willie, Charles L., Dicky, and Lynn B. can saw the logs, too. Gail M. Virginia S., Gail P., Merita, Joanne T., really counted the sheep.

Ever wake up with flash bulbs going off? Well we did and found Lynn C. and Carolyn D. taking all kinds of pictures.

As we rode on we found Lewellyn, Larry, Kenneth, Bobby Cleve, Richard, Carroll W., Jones W., and Joel G., running up and down the isle for something to eat or drink.

Nettie, Polly and Janet sure did like to ride up front with "Mac".

Carolyn B. put Jimmy in the back window to do his sleeping, while she slept in part of the back seat.

We all remember " Get up-get up, This your lucky, lucky day", famous words of Charles McPherson.

The first day we walked and walked. The more energetic ones walked up the Washington Monument. Oh', was that ever a climb.

We got to our motel at 4.00 P.M. and hit the bed for some sleep. Only to hear "get up, girls and boys" too soon the next day.

On Friday morning we boarded our big chauffer driven limousine bus for town. We toured Mt. Vernon then we went into the big city with its crazy driven cars and trains running down the middle of the street.

After visiting Mt. Vernon, we visited the U.S. Mint, where our money is made. All we could do was wish we could reach and get all our hands could hold. But we couldn't even touch the stuff.

In the afternoon we went to Arlington Cemetry, The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier and other places. Before we left the bus to tour on our own, our beloved chaperons told us to be back at 6.15 P.M. or be left, but what do you do when chaperons don't get back in time, leave them?

That night we went for a boat ride down the Potomac River. We had a wonderful time at Marshall Hall Amusement Park.

On Saturday morning we again heard the cheerful knock on our door and a voice say " get up or get left". Then the mad dash was on, tripping over suitcases and trying to find what to wear. but we all got assembled and on the bus in time.

We had a picture made in front of the capital then we were turned loose to roam the city on our own. That afternoon about 3.15 P.M., when we were supposed to be at the bus, seniors came dragging up like they were tired. We did have some exclusive ones who rode up in taxi cabs.

On Easter Sunday morning, we were up and gone before the bunny could get to us. On our schedule for today we went to the Endless Caverens. After walking through a wonderland of stalagmites and stalactites, we ended up at a feast. The Easter bunny finally did catch up with us. We ended the day by going to the Drama of the Creation at Natural Bridge. A very inspiring performance.

Monday morning everyone was up, packed, and ready to head for dear "ole" Taylors without much trouble. We arrived back home about 5.00 P.M. Monday with the horn of our limousine blowing to announce our arrival.

Everyone was happy to get back and to settle down to school again, but all had happy memories in their heads and on pictures so they will never forget their senior trip to Washington.

PAGE TWO THE EAGLE MAY 1957

SENIOR CLASS WILL

We the class of 1957, in the town of Taylors, the county of Greenville, and the state of South Carolina, being in good mental condition as ususal, and in much better temper than usual, do hereby make this, our last will and testament rendering void and of no avail any former will or wills that may have previously made by us during a period of temporary optimism.

And in this manner we dispose of our possessions:

Item 1: I Thomas M. Jones, will my ability to get nine tardies in one six weeks to Dickie Stevenson.

Item 2: I Rosemary Cunningham, do will may ability to make A's to my cousin, Emily Cunningham, in hopes of keeping this trait in the family

Item 3: I Richard Trott, do will my ability to play sports to Bobby Bennefield.

Item 4: I, Wendell Jones, do will my ability to sleep in class to Bernard Wren.

Item 5: I, Harold Lockaby, do will my ability to crack jokes in class to Bob Waldrop in hopes that he will never get kicked out.

Item 6: I, Mickey Strickland, do hereby will my ability to be a worry in class to Larry Johnson, knowing he already has that ability.

Item 7: I, Lynn Chandler, will my ability to get along with the teachers to Bobby Chandler, knowing that he will need it.

Item 8: I, Carolyn Downey, will to Betty Boling to play my position on the basketball team.

Item 9: I, Ruth Boling, will the honor of May Queen to Frances Whilden.

Item 10: I, Joel Greene, will my hot Ford to Bob Waldrop's coughing Chevrolet with twin exhaust.

Item 11: I, Gail Pearson, will my ability to get out music class to Margaret Clark.

Item 12: I, Virginia Stevenson, will my ability to get good grades in music to Dot Moize.

Item 13: I, Rudy Hoops, will my ability to write Joe Sammons to Alva Vaughn, knowing she will need it.

Item 14: I, Lois Center, will my perfect attendance to Shirley Church.

Item 15: I, Pat Church, will my ability to give "surprise" parties to Joyce McConnell because she doesn't know how.

Item 16: I, Janet Lowe, will my ability of being "quiet" in Home-Ec, and my ability of being "bashful" around boys on the Washington trip to Barbara Tate.

Item 17: I, Carolyn Butler, will "Most Athletic" to Catherine Allison.

Item 18: I, Helen Welborn, will "Senior Sweetheart" to Becky Runion.

Item 19: I, Merita Brown, will my ability of getting " Butter" from Mrs. Hendrix to Betty Cox, knowing that she will need it.

Item 20: I, Joanne Tooley, will my ability to do bookkeeping to Frances Whilden.

Item 21: I, Nettie Parker, will my ability to have a fabulous time in Washington to Miriam Loftis.

Item 22: I, Fay Brown, will my ability to make a "C" in bookkeeping to Ellen Childress.

Item 23: I, Polly McAdams, will my ability to get out of Civics every day and still make A's to Jean Hayes.

Item 24: I, Ted Brown, will only two classes to Dicky "Junior" Stephenson.

Item 25: I, Jones Walker, will my good grades to Gerald " Stud" Jones.

Item 26: I, Larry Hawkins will my ability to work correspondance to Gerald Jones.

Item 27: I, James Ward, will my good bus patrolling to Larry Ross.

Item 28: I, Charles McPherson, do will my ability to be a playboy in class to Darden Pyron.

Item 29: I, Lewis Bennett, will my drivers permit with full privelege to strip gears, lock bumpers, crunch fenders, jump traffic lights, dispute traffic cops, tear up one way streets, climb curbstones and chase pedestrains to Steve Bishop.

Item 30: I, Bill Coker, will my place of fixing typewriters to Brice Dunigan.

Item 31: I, Rabon Hall, will my bus Jimmy Rosemond.

Item 32: I, Bud Hudson, will my wonderful grades in typing to Lamar "Nut" Brazil.

Item 33: I, John Henson, will to Taylors High the peace and quite caused by my absence and other things of mischief.

Item 34: I, Carroll Ward, will my ability to get along with teachers to the one and only, Bob Waldrop.

Item 35: I, Jimmy Wilson,, will my ability to become engaged to Larry Johnson, knowing that it will be the best thing for him.

Item 36: I, Gail Moss will "Neatest" to Miriam Loftis hoping that she will continue her neat appearance.

Item 37: I, Peggy Coker, will "Best All Around" to Pat Jones, knowing that she deserves this honor.

Item 38: I, Willie Cannada, will my right guard position in football to Gerald Jones in hopes that he will make good use of it.

Item 39: I, Kenneth Howell, will to Taylors School the quite and peace of mind caused by my absence after attending the 'Ole Alma Mater' for the entire twelve years of my "Larning" days.

Item 40: I, Charles Loftis, do will my ability of day dreaming in class about fishing and hunting to Walter Rainy knowing he will uphold this tradition.

Item 41: I, Lynn Bishop, do will my ability to pilot a "National" school bus for one whole year without going crazy, to Bobby Joe Campbell.

Item 42: To a rising senior, Larry Taylor, I, Jerry Odom will my senior superlative of "Neatest".

Item 43: I, Bobby Cleve Jones, will my ability to go to sleep during sixth period and wake up in a empty room to Walter Rainey, hoping he can sleep two periods a day also.

Item 44: I, Peggy Jones will my ability to Frances Whilden, to be the "Friendliest" of the Senior Class.

Item 45: I, Dickie Bannister, will my ability to scream to Gerald Jones.

Item 46: We also give and bequeath to the teachers our very kindest regards and our sincere gratitude for their unfailing kindness and aid.

Besides these bequeaths, we leave our best wishes to any and all who desire them.

Any property or personal possessions of ours that may remain in addition to the items specified we give and bequeath to the Board of Education to use as it sees fit.

MAY, 1957 THE EAGLE PAGE THREE

THE EAGLE STAFF A Student Publication Editor -------------------------- Gail Moss Business Manager ---------- Tom James News Editor ------- Emily Cunningham Circulation Manager ------ Tom Patrick Gram. News Editor -- Catherine Allison Sports Editor ----------- Micky Strickland Reporters ------------------------ Ann Taylor Betty Boling Charles McPherson Janet Lowe Becky Roper Darden Pyron Joanne Tooley Typists ----------------------- Merita Brown Richard Trott Carolyn Downey Kenneth Howell Art Editor -------------------- Barbara Tate Sponsor ---------------------- Mrs. Crosland

SENIORS OF THE YEAR The following students were select - ed as outstanding Seniors of the Year by the "Eagle" staff.

WILLIE CANNADA s the kind of guy you enjoy having around. That is the best way to descibe the President of the Senior Class this year. He's always willing to help anybody. All through high scholl Willie has been a compliment to Taylors. All four years of high scholl he's been on the football squad, and this year and last year, on the basketball team. Besides just belonging to the F.F.A. for four years, he was elected Secretary in his Junior year, He has also served on the Student Council in his Freshman, Sophomore and Senior years. Other clubs he has been a member of are the Library Club and Block 'T'. His fellow class men voted him "Most Athletic". Willie is really a fine young man - one of the very few people that students and teachers admire.

RUTH BOLING is one of those rare persons who is popular with most every one. Taking a look at the activities in which she has participater in the past four years in high school, you can see she is one of the Senior Class's most versital members. For four the J.H.A. has been honored with her membership, and in turn has honored her by bestowing the Presidency of the Taylors Chapter of the J.H.A. on her. She has also been in everything from the Glee and F.B.L.A. clubs and Business Manager of the Annual Staff to ushering at the Junior and Senior plays and also being on the Student Coun - cil. Ruth, if she follows her present path, is headed right for success, with the cheers of Taylors behind her.

LYNN BISHOP, who is the son of Mr and Mrs W.T. Bishop of the Fairview Community, is also one of the outstanding members of the Senior Class. He is well - liked and known by all of the students of Taylors High School by his friendly personality. He is well rounded because of the fact that he participates in so many various school activities. Lynn has been a member of theFFA since the ninth grade and was elected President his senior year, which gave him a seat on the Student Council. This alone shows that he posses leadership ability. He was a member of the Library Club in his Junior year and was a bus driver in his Senior year. He received the honor of May King which shows that Lynn is a good-looking boy. He also was a member of the track team his Junior and Senior year. He is a very active boy in his church work and attends Fairview Baptist Church. Lynn will probaly attend Norh Greenville Junior College after graduation.

GAIL MOSS by far is one of the outstanding members of the Senior Class. She is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. R.M. Moss of Taylors. Gail received the honor of Saluditorian of the Senior Class which shows that she is exceptionally smart.

During her last few years at Taylors she has been Vice President of the Beta Club, Secretary of the student Body, a member of J.H.A. for 4 years, on the Traffic Committee, in the Junior and Senior play and participated in the " Miss Merry Christmas" contest.

Gail is editor of "The Eagle" which shows she can handle a real job. She won the D.A.R. Citizenship Award and also won a scholarship to Winthrop.

She was Vice President of the Junior Class and was also head cheerleader of her Senior year.

In the Senior Superlatives, she received the honor of being the neatest girl in the Senior class.

Gail was also a member of the Glee Club, reporter of F.B.L.A., member of Block T Club, Chairman of Homeroom junior and senior year, and was chosen to the beauty section of the Annual. She was Marshal at graduation. She is not only active in school work, but is a member of the First Baptist Church of Taylors and participates in all church activities.

LYNN CHANDLER, is the son of Mr. and Mrs. R.T. Chandler. Some of the clubs Lynn has belonged to are Glee Club, Beta Club and Student Council.

Lynn was elected President of the Student Body and has fulfilled the job very well and successful. Not only does Lynn have brains, but was elected "Most Courteous" of the Senior Class of 1957. He also attended Boy's State in 1956.

Lynn is truly on of our most outstanding seniors of 1957.

CAROLYNN DOWNEY, is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. C.D. Downey. Carolyn is loved by all her classmates and teachers alike. She was a transfer student from Ohio.

Some of the clubs Carolyn has worked in are: JHA, Glee Club, President of F.B.L.A., Beta Club, Block T, "Eagle" Staff and Vice President of the Student Body. She also attended Girls State in 1956.

She was in both Junior and Senior plays and served as a Marshal at graduation in her Junior year.

Carolyn was secretary of the Senior Class, "Miss Hi Miss", in the "Miss Merry Christmas" contest, and elected "Most Courteous" of the Senior Class. These are some of the wonderful things she has repersented and participated in.

To show how beauty and brains work together, Caroyln was elected in the beauty section both last year and this year. She represented her class in the May Day, as an attendant in the 10th and 11th grade.

Carolyn is a very athletic girl and being the kind of basketball player she is, she was elected "Most Valuable Basketbal Player of 1956 and 1957" by her fellow team mates.

She is an active member of the Lutheran Church Of Our Saviour.

PAGE FOUR THE EAGLE MAY, 1957

THE SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY

By Peggy Fowler Coker

This little crystal sphere holds all of the past and all the future. It can reveal the hidden and make known the secret. It can tell you what ever you soul desires to know. I have been asked to search in its magic depths until I discover the future that awaits the members of our class, so soon to take their separate ways and, perhaps, never to be reunited. I am about to read the crystal, but before doing so, may I ask for your earnest cooperation? If you will but remain absolutely silent and join me in concentrating upon the future, leaving your mind wiped free of all conflicting impressions. I can promise you the information you desire. I thank you.

The midst is clearing. A village scene appears. I see a church. The bells are ringing. It is Sunday morning. The people are coming to the service. I see the minister, Jimmy Wilson, a fine looking man, and by his side walks his wife. Her face is turned away, but I can see it is some one we know. The congregation greet them cordially. They are much loved. Now she turns; I see her face. It is Carolyn Butler. She looks very happy and appears to be an ideal minister's wife.

The scene changes. It is a large city. We are in the business district. I am looking at a large factory. It has a huge electric sign reading, "Coker's Best Toilet Soaps". Thousands of men are leaving, for the six o'clock whistle has just blown. Last of all, the owner Bill Coker comes from his office. He has grown portly, and gray about the temples, but he is as immaculate as a toilet soap manufacturer should be. His motto, carved above his office door is, "I keep the world clean".

The clouds lift again. It is nine o'- clock on a May morning. The school bells are ringing. Tiny kindergarten children are hurrying up the walk to greet their teacher. She stands in the door, daintly dressed. As she leans forward to take the flowers a little girl has brought her, I see her smiling face. It is Janet Lowe.

And now the scene grows strange. An orchestra is seated awaiting the signal to play, but there is not a sound. Upon a blackboard are figures and mysterious letters. Ah, I see a microphone. It is the broadcasting room of a radio station. A voice says, "Quiet. We're on the air". A switch is turned , an announcement is made, and the orchestra begins to play a merry, fantastic dance tune. The leader introduces a delightful saxaphone solo into the midst of the selection. I see him clearly. It is Wendell Jones, the favorite of the next decade.

The scene shifts to the display room of a large gown establishment. A fashion show is in progress. I watch the manikins strut about the platform. One of them is exceptionally graceful and wears her evening gown well. It is Helen Welborn, the chief mani kin or model of the establishment.

The mist blots out the scene, and when it clears away, the ground is covered with ice and snow. The wind wails through the tall sentinel pines A figure rides towards me. He wears a stunning uniform. He looks handsome, and he seems to know it. He stops his horse and reads a sign offering many thousands of dollars reward for the capture of a murderer at large in the Canadian forest. He smiles and says, "The Mounties always get their man". He is one of those romantic heroes, a Northwest mounted policeman. As he rides nearer, I recognize him. It is Ted Brown, handsomer than ever.

The scene becomes noisy. Buzzing and ringing fill the ear. I see a long room around the sides of which are seated many girls. It is a telephone office. And the head operator is Carolyn Downey. I knew her as soon as she said, "Line's busy". She always did spend most of her time telephoning and seems to have concluded she might as well make some money at it.

I hear tinkling guitars and the surf breaking on a coral strand. I see Bright -hued blossoms and tall palm trees. Happy brown-skinned people are singing plaintive melodies. Everyone seems happy and at leisure. Faroff in the distance are the white sails of a fishing boat. It is Hawaii, a paradise for the indolent. A figure approaches under a huge white parasol. It is a young women. She seats heself under a palm tree and closes her eyes. I watch her closely. Suddenly, as a parrot calls loudly from the tree top, she looks up and I see her face. It is Rosemary Cunningham. In her hand is a tourist's guide book and in her bag is a ticket for a world cruise. She is seeing the world, as she always said she would.

How strange! I see a room in great disorder and a man down on all fours, looking at the rug through a magnifying glass. In one pocket is a notebook labeled "Clues". In the other is a pair of handcuffs. He acts very pecularly. Now he rises. He turns towards me, and I recognise him. It is Harold Lockaby. This is the results of the mystery stories he was alway reading. He is now a detective.

Again the mist closes down. When it rises again, it is three o'clock in the morning. A huge truck comes down the city street and pauses at the janitor's entrance of each apartment house. A man delivers a rack of milk bottles and drives on down the street. It is Rabon Hall, proprietor and owner of a large dairy farm, making the delivery himself, just for fun. I remember that in the good old days he always liked to sit up all night, and that undoubtedely explains his choice of occupation. As a milkman, he can ride around town all night, without fear of inquiring glances from polcemen or night watchmen. He is happy at last and making money as well.

More clouds and mist. Gazing through them, I see that we are still in the city. It is the interior of a large public building - the library. Seated at her desk is the reference librarian, but she is not doing research work for anyone now. She is reading the latest novel and letting those who search for information wait. She is our old friend, Gail Moss. Trust her to find a way of reading all the new books as soon as they come out.

And now I see a lovely college town. There is a vast crowd in the chapel. A new president of the college is being inaugurated . Here he comes, looking most impressive in his cap and gown. He is received with marked enthusiasm and appears to be enjoying himself immensely. It is our studious schoolmate, Jones Walker. Wouldn't you expect him to be a college president, or something like that - and a very good one too?

Again we have a large room, empty but for two people and a grand piano. A small boy with sticky fingers and a look of agony on his face is trying to play exercise Number 13, and his teacher, gritting her teeth to keep from spanking him, is determinedly counting one, two, three, one, two, three, as woodenly as a metronome. At last she sweeps the child off the stool and plays the exercise for him. ( Continued 0n Page 5 )

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making even its mechanical precision sound interesting. She is Ruth Boling, with fingers as nimble and energy as abundant as now.

Now I see a huge studio with this sign in front. " Russian School of Dancing, Bud Hudson, instructor". Bud always was a graceful lad. I also can see he is quite rich as he is coming out the door in his tuxedo and ballet slippers. He is meeting a lady, I recognize her as Joanne Tooley. I understand she is now a Hula dancer for a big night club in New York.

As they walk down the street there seems to be a crowd of people standing on a corner, it sounds as if someone were giving a speech. As I get a closer view, I see an old friend of ours. Its James Ward, he is a candidate for Governor of New York. I'm glad he found some worth-while work for his big mouth.

As our scene changes, I see Madison Square Garden. The crowd is very large and appears very excited. As I read a poster of the feature attraction that is being presented, I find that it is a 'girls wrestling match'. From the looks of the crowd I see they are great fans of both Virginia Stevenson and Pat Church who are wrestling for the title of "Miss World".

But the scene shifts to a row of seats there at the arena taking up quite a few seats is Lois Center and her 10 children. They appear to be from the ages 1 to 10.

I see now through the cloudy haze, a television studio. Rehearsing for their big appearance on the "Willie Cannada Talent Scout Show", are Polly McAdams, Nettie Parker, and Fay Brown. They are looking very dainty and what singing! I see from a schedule of the program that they call themselves the "Inquire Sisters".

Also appearing on the show tonight is Ruby Hoops. Ruby has become a well known jazz singer of today. She always was noisy.

A cloud is forming, but I hear voices. Now I see it is the "Leaping Larry Radio Program". Larry Hawkins, a popular sports commentator. I can see that he is interviewing a baseball player. And it is none other than Lewellyn Ayers, pitcher for the Brooklyn Dodgers. He is telling Leaping Larry about how his brother taught him to pitch after he graduated from Phil Thornton's team.

There seems to be another radio station trying to cut in. I can hear clearly now. It is the "Clyde and Clarence Music Hall" and 2 stars are the former 'All American Stars', Jerry Odom and Richard Trott.

Now the Olypic games appears. We see Dickie Bannister as he breaks the tape to win the MIle Run. It must be true about Roger Bannister of England, being related to him. I always knew Dickie was resting his long legs for something when he kept them in the chairs in Mrs. Jones' history class. He sure is a typical track star.

A store is appearing in my crystal ball. I see beautiful hats, all shape, forms, and fashions. The designer is someone we all remember, Gail Pearson. I understand she is designing all the hats for Mrs Joel Green. Since Joel is now the President of the United States, his wife must look her best.

A drive-in is in my scene now. I can see that Lewis Bennett is manager. As you remember he got his start at the Belmont. A picture starring Marilyn Monroe is playing and co-starring with her is Kenneth Howell. I notice he still has the romantic glow about him.

I now detect a pianist getting ready for his first appearance in Carnegie Hall. As he turns his face toward the audience I see it is Tom Jones, but his style of playing is quite different now.

Now a beautiful hospital comes into view. It's the largest hospital I've ever seen. I see a doctor, I think he looks familiar, yes, it's Bobby Cleve Jones, he's working on the 17th floor. I understand he reads comic books to girls who come there with heart trouble. -Broken hearts.

As I continue to read the future, I can see typewriters clicking in a large room. A frightful looking teacher stands at the front of the class with a yard stick in his hand, which he cracks the students on the head, when they make an error. I never would have thought Carroll Ward would have made such a horrid teacher, considering how much he liked typing.

I can see Africa now. A political group is gathering. It looks like they are trying to decide who will be the next King of the Jungle. I understand Lynn Bishop stands a good chance of getting it. He has been going in for such things since he was crowned May King.

Sonmething else is appearing in the ball now. I think it's a space ship, it looks like one and in it is a crazy mixed up looking character. Wait, he's taking off his space helmet. Why who else would it be than Charles McPherson, fixing his ship for a takeoff to the moon.

A baseball game is now in session. The New York Yankees and the Boston Red Soxs are playing. Umpire Mickey Strickland has just thrown Mickey Mantle out of the ball game.

As we continue our look into the future, I see a beautiful field of peach trees. Among the beautiful blossoms is a huge neon sign reading 'Loftis Peach Orchard'. A young man, in a black and white cadillac, smoking a cigar, has just ridden up. It's none other than Charles Loftis, he has made many improvements since he inherited the peach shed.

To add to our amazement of the future, Merita Brown has just defeated the champion on "21" and has won the most money ever to be won on color television. We thought Charles Van Doren was smart, he wouldn't have stood a chance with Merita.

There seems to be a carnival appearing in the crystal ball at this time. Beside the Merry-Go-Round, I see a man screaming for the children to buy tickets for a ride. The voice sounds familiar. Why it's someone we all know. It is Lynn Chandler. I guess he acquired this great talent when he was President of the Student Body.

In the cool, clear waters of the North Sea, I see a yacht lying at anchor. Across its deck sweeps the invigorating air of the polar regions. On the deck, sailors are completing the day's cleaning. The brass rails shine like gold, and the deck chairs are luxuriously upholstered. This yacht must belong to a millionaire. Its name, "Joey" makes me think the owner must be an acquaintance of ours. A very substantial figure now appears on deck and scans his surroundings with an approving eye. He beckons to a steward and says, "Tell the Captain we'll sail for Taylors tomorrow. I have some friends there I'd like to see before I start round the world again". I know his ( Continued on Page 10 )