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4a-co c Lcsl x-jo, it ■awtHW F nnn VOLVMEXH L: Pvblisl ed e Stvdeqts Agqes Scott Coltege Decatur Georgia ,-afe-grf ffor- ALICE IN THE WONDERLAND OF COLLEGE PAGE CHAPTER I Down the Rabbit Hole 7 1. Into the hole 2. Alice shrinks Freshman Class 10 3. The Rabbit leaves two notes Societies 19 4. The Mouse ' s story Publications 38 CHAPTER II Advice From a Caterpillar 1. Tn the Rabbit ' s room Sophomore Class.. 2. The Caterpillar advises Junior 3. " Twinkle, Twinkle " Dramatics 4. The Cheshire Cat points the right direction y. w. c. a 5. A mad debate Debates .. • ' CHAPTER II r PAGE The Queen ' s Garden 93 1. Alice plays hockey Athletics 95 2. The Duchess points a moral Senior Class 103 CHAPTER IV The Mock Turtle ' s Story 139 1. The Mock Turtle ' s sorrow Irregulars 140 2. The Club Queen Clubs 148 CHAPTER V The Knave Steals Hearts 170 1. The King tries a case Faculty 172 2. The Queen executes Executive Committee 176 f das ' a ts?ap wa3£a ,JX.Hacgd t© k® W©m. gL®%l m(sl ©i d©Eldid s itopasagj that 3? ©aa a d aa®t yet i® ©M that ©n hawd fssfpttdn a ©MMh©® sl a©= ispaaaatasaed £ iair lhaairti wwMuuwvj-yjMMJAHX L Mmmm a-l ±£-£ j S! . XyYH , $S i i Wlii ' WQW1?£1£LM W ffWW ' fl ' fflffl ' nf.ttffl yTOTOWl TV .. , „..„ , . ... Down the Rabbit Hole Chapter I E2E2S ALICE was sitting on the bank with " Sesame and Lilies " in her lap. Once or twice she had peeped into the book, but it had no pictures in it. and " What is the use of a book, " thought Alice, " without pictures ? " So she was consider- ing in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very stupid and sleepy) whether the good it would do her was worth the trouble, when suddenly a white rab- bit ran close by her. Now there was noth- ing so very remarkable about a white rabbit, but when this Rabbit actually pulled back the sleeve of a coat and looked at a little wrist watch, Alice jumped up and ran after it, and was just in time to see it pop into a larg " Oh, dear lark hole, saying, as it did so : h, dear! I shall be too late. " In went Alice, never considering how on earth she was ever to get out, and she found herself caught up and being whirled through space. The hole was very large, and she had plenty of time to look about. First she tried to look down, but fancy trying to look down when one is whirling through the dark. All along the way she could see water coolers and queer little paper cups labeled " Use Me. " Once she managed to get one full of water, but she only spilled it down the front of her dress, and she dropped the cup in a bucket as she passed. On — on — on — would the hole never end ? " I must be getting somewhere near the equator, " she said aloud; " about the eleventh longitude or latitude, I think. " (For you see she had learned something about that in the seventh grade.) " That ' s where the Antipathies live, I believe " (she wasn ' t sure this was the right word ), " but I shall have to ask them where I am. Please, ma ' am, is this Atlanta or Timbuctoo? " she practiced, curtseying, when suddenly down she came, and found herself sitting- near a car track. She looked around, but all was dark. Before her was another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still hurrying down it. Away went Alice, like the wind, and she was just in time to hear it say as it turned the corner: " Oh, my ears and whiskers, how late it ' s getting! " She was close behind it when it turned the corner, but it was no longer to be seen. She found herself in a long, low hall, one side of which was lined with a row of clocks and electric buttons. Down the other side was a row of queer little doors. She tried them all, but they were locked except one at the end, which opened violently as she came up, and a head popped out so suddenly that she drew back in alarm. It looked very much like a frog to Alice, but its head was covered with a white dust cap. For a moment it looked at her fiercely. " Green s in here, " it announced in a loud voice. " I ' m not green, " she whispered, quite frightened. " You are, " it snapped, " quite green, " and. popped back in as suddenly as it had come. Alice walked in the door rather timidly. The head had vanished quite away, and all she could see was a large glass table with three bottles on it, all side by side, and marked " Take Me. " As she stood regarding them she heard one of them remark quite meekly: " I ' m not at all sure she ' s quite green, " and when she looked about to see who spoke she noticed for the first time that the stoppers were little glass heads, and they were making cutting remarks in a lively dispute. " If she isn ' t green why is she in here? " announced the middle one tri- umphantly. " That proves something, you know. You couldn ' t even tell the population of Persia, could you? " it asked, peering at Alice so suddenly through the table that she felt very small and helpless. " Really, now that you ask, " she stammered, " I don ' t think " Continued on page if. — , • „. N , ;: Freshman Class Colors: White and Gold Flower: Daisy Motto: Optima pctainus OFFICERS FIRST SEMESTER ALICE FLEMING,. President AGNES SCOTT DONALDSON Vice-President FRANCES THATCHER Secretary and Treasurer second semester AGXES SCOTT DONALDSON President MARY NEFF Vice-President ANNE KYLE Secretary and Treasurer MEMBERS OF EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE GRACE BOWEN COFFIN MARY NEFF SILHOUETTE MEMBER JEANNETTE VICTOR f i ;- ■::: " ,.■--■ : " -, ' ; . Freshman Class Roll MEMBERS Virginia Allex Amelia Alexander Helen Allison Gjertrude Amundsen- Frances Anderson Mary Lee Askew Louise Ash Alma Buchanan Mvrtis Burnett Pauline Byrd Laurie Caldwell Grace Bowen Coffin Edna Cohen Martha Dennison Isabel Dew Elizabeth DeWald Effie Doe Agnes Scott Donaldson Katherine DuBose Mary Eakes H att ie A. Erwin Alice Fleming Bessie Foster Gladys Gaines Elizabeth Gammon Carmen Graves Louise Halliburton Mildred Hall Charlotte Hammond Lucile Harrison Jane Harwell Irene Havis Georgia F. Hewson Helen Hughes India Hunt Annie Lee Jackson Florence Kellog Anne Kyle Grace Lawrence Annie Lee Julie MacIntyre Helen Mebane Azalie McAllister Sue McEachern Mary Neff Ruth Nisbet Mary Spotswood Payne Margaret B. Pruden Ellex Ramsey Elizabeth Ring Louise Roach Helex Robixson Virginia Scott Celeste Shadburn Helen Shell Katharine Simpson Augusta Skeex Masy Ellen Stanley Marguerite Stevens Frances Thatcher Charlotte Thompson Jeannette Victor Louise Ware Helen Watts Enid Watson Sarah Webster Frances White Clara Weekes Georgian a White Vallie Young White Lucile Williams Mary Virginia Yancey Mary Yeomans i. y Just Waitin ' ! We came, we knew, we thought we knew We ' d show them all what we could do ; For lo ! to fame we had the clew, Just waitin ' ! When often things are lookin ' blue, When teachers rage a time or two, Then waitin ' won ' t agree with you — Just waitin ' ! When French and prose and Chem are new. When themes and maps and tests are due, Our " A ' s " and " B ' s " are mighty few, Just waitin ' ! We thought we ' d show what we could do, And now we find that truth too true : We know we never can get through, Just waitin ' ! So now let ' s start to work anew, With interest our plans imbue, And make the final thing we do, Just waitin ' ! L. W. . ... -• The Important Acts in a Freshman ' s Life ACT I Scene I A railroad station at night: a drizzling, September rain; locomotive puffing in the distance. Enter Miss Freshman, wide eyed and miserable, followed by Father, Mother, and all the loving family. Miss Freshman (weeping upon her mother ' s shoulder) : " O Mother, this is the first time we have parted. Please don ' t forget to send me a box the first week. " Mother: " Yes, yes, my daughter: but don ' t you forget to wear your rubbers, take your medicine, and always study hard. " Porter calls: " All aboard. " Freshman is dragged from the maternal bosom. Chorus in background singing, " How Can 1 Bear to Leave Thee? " as train slides off in a lake of tears. ST " " ' •: " Scene II Agnes Scott campus. Five-thirty in the morning. Enter Freshman wearing a look of determination. She is accompanied by " Arm " and his gloves. Freshman ascends the front steps for the last time. Freshman (planting her feet firmly on the top step) : " I ' m going to love it here, and I ' m going to make the Class of 1917 the best that has ever been to A. S. C. " (Turning point in Freshman ' s career, and first indications of the wonderful characteristics that we now see in her daily.) Chorus of other Freshmen inarching down the hall to classification com- mittee, " Onward Christian Soldiers. " ACT II Scene I Y. W. party. Beverley makes it her duty to Fresh, accompanied by old girls, enters. She and is discovering that there are two literary " Agnes Scott, my Agnes The campus decorated for refresh the weary with punch, has become very much at home, societies at A. S. C. Chorus of whole student body singing lustily, Scott. " Scene II Rebekah Scott lobby ; wild yells emerging from each society hall. Fresh- man, worn out with much walking, stands upon the steps, an envelope in each hand, and weeps loudly. Freshman (under her breath ) : " I must remember that I am a member of the Class of 1917, and, therefore, stop this foolish indecision. " Goes firmly down, leaves regrets at one door, and is received by outstretched arms at the other. ACT III THE big act Scene I Silence and darkness over all ; the clock in Decatur has struck two ; Freshman sleeps soundly in her little bed. Enter five Sopho- mores well masked, carrying flashlights. First Soph (little light-haired lady): " Here, take this, dear, it will not hurt you. " Freshman calmly takes the " Black Hand. " . , ..;i ...u „ - - Second Soph (tall, dark-haired, very ferocious) : " Here, open your mouth and swallow down castor-oil. " Freshman (rising boldly in bed. dramatically waving powder boxes): " I will not take the horrid stuff; please leave the room before 1 have to make you go! " Sophs all steal silently out. Darkness and quiet return. Scene II Outside Rebekah Scott Hall. Sophomore banner fastened outside second-story windows. Freshmen crowded in third-story windows. Alice on the colonnade, giving directions. Agnes suspended by one foot, poking at the banner. Sophs (wailing) : " Oh, it ' s going to fall, it ' s going to fall! We can not do anything to save it! " Freshmen singing, " Glory, Glory, Hallelujah! " Banner goes down. Freshman " ' 17 " takes its place. Scene III Campus ; moonlight. A long line of Freshmen march over the campus, following Alice and the donkey. The donkey adorned in a cover with " Sophs, As Others See Them " painted on it. Miss Freshman, wildly excited, urges on the line. Freshmen dance around a red light, singing: " Freshman! Freshman! is our cry, I ' -i-c-t-o-r-y! and " Where, oh, where have the Sophomores gone, Oh, where, oh, where can they be? They got scared and ran When the fight began. Oh, where, oh, where can they be? " Low murmur, understood to be the Sophomores singing, is drowned by the strength of the Freshmen. 15 SI )UE1 H ■ : - : " ACT IV Scene I Terminal station in Atlanta crowded with students, all smiling and gay. Enter Freshman, suitcase and Christmas cheer. Freshman (to best friend) : " Don ' t forget to write to me every single day! " Best Friend: " Don ' t forget I ' ve got to have your picture right away. " Porter calls: " All aboard. " Students make wild rush for car. Chorus from back platform: " Home, Home, Sweet, Szveet Home. " ACT V Scene I Agnes Scott again, after Christmas. Gloom over all. Main Building classroom. Enter Miss Freshman, face in book, trying to find somebody ' s elates. The curtain will he lowered for a few minutes to show the passage of two weeks. This is done to save the tender-hearted public from seeing the ordeal of exams. Curtain rises again to show Freshman still there, serene and triumphant. Having taken as her motto, " Let us seek the best, " she is ready for whatever may come. Curtain. M. S. Payne, ' 17. .-., - I -E ' DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE Continued from page S. " Then you shouldn ' t talk. " snapped the smallest bottle. " It ' s plain to see she is green. " it stated to the others. " She ' s only Freshman size. " And so she was. for when she gazed about to see how they told, she found she had shrunk to about one-fourth her natural size, and just reached to the notch on the table leg marked " Freshman. " " Oh, dear me. " she exclaimed in dismay, for she was shrinking rapidly away, so she turned and ran from the room, never even stopping when she heard the second bottle exclaim : " Green, quite green ! " The hall looked quite different to her now, for the ceiling seemed to be miles away, and she saw, also, for the first time, a tiny door near the entrance. Raising herself on tiptoe, she peered through the keyhole and saw- there the loveliest garden you ever saw. Over a gateway was written " The Garden of Privilege. " How she did long to wander among those beds of bright flowers and those cool fountains! But she had not even a key, so all she could do was to peer. She sat down mourn- fully, feeling verv lone- some. After a while she heard the pattering of feet in the distance. It was the White Rabbit return- ing, splendidly dressed, carrying a large fan and two notes. It came trot- ting along in a great hurry, muttering to itself: " Oh. the Duchess, the Duchess 1 Oh, won ' t she be savage if I ' ve kept her waiting! " She was very much bigger than Alice, but she felt so desperate she was ready to ask help of any one, so when she came near she began in a low, timid voice : " If you please, ma ' am- ■■ ' : ' . . .1 L. ' u. .. . -J The Rabbit started violently, dropped the fan and the notes, and scurried away into the darkness as fast as he could go. Strange to say, the notes had " Alice " written in curious letters on them, and she opened them, wondering how thev knew her name. " You are a Probalean. " said the first. " You are a Nemesean, " said the other just as positively. " I wonder if they are tribes of the Antipathies, " she said, using the notes to fan with. " Dear, dear, how queer everything is to-day! I wonder if I was changed in the night. And if I ' m not I, am I a Probalean or a Nemesean? " Just as she was saying this and feeling very flattered, bump went her head against the ceiling, for she had really grown so that she was as tall as the ceiling. " Curioser and curioser, " cried Alice. " Now I ' m sure I ' m not I. If any one comes and says, ' Come on, dear, ' I shall say, ' Tell me who I am, and if I like being that person I ' ll come. ' But, oh, dear! " she finished with a sudden burst of tears, " I do wish some one would come. I ' m very tired of being alone. " She went on shedding gallons of tears until there was a great pool all about her. She did not notice that she was shrinking as she cried, " Though, to be sure, " she explained to herself afterward, " one ' s body is 70 per cent water, and one must shrink if one cries. " As she said these words her foot slipped, and, splash ! she was up to her chin in salt water. " I wish I hadn ' t cried so much, " said Alice as she swam about, trying to find her way out. " It will be a queer thing, to be sure, to be drowned in one ' s own tears. " Continued on pa i Mnemosynean Literary Society OFFICERS FIRST TERM MARTHA ROGERS President ESSIE ROBERTS Vice-President MARGUERITE WELLS Secretary NELL CLARK Treasurer ALMEDIA SADLER Censor MARTHA BREXXER Critic second term MARTHA BREXXER President HENRIETTA LAMBDTX Vice-President ROSA HILL Secretary KATHERIXE LIXDAMOOD Treasurer ESSIE ROBERTS ' . Censor FRANCES WEST Critic THE . .HOUETTE Oberley MUSTIN Grant Sadler Gay Harris Payne Harrison Maddox D. Brown Thatcher Camp Graves Schneider Skeen Y. B. Jackson Powers Ganson Taylor Lott Cross Wells L. White ,; TrI3 SILHOUETTE Barker Lee Lawrence Ellis Burke McNultv L. W. White Hansell Bloch Whips Hay . . , Donaldson Wilson V. Allen Doe West G. White Coffin Dyer Ashcraft Eswin V. Y. White SILHCV TTE Holt Gaines Brenner Tillman Pendleton Hendley E. Smith Yeomans Kell Goode Ash -■:;. , , - B. Anderson MacIntyre Rogers Hart Hall Ferguson Caldwell Shute Clark DuBose Ross SILHOUETTE M. Blue Gresham Jenkins Bishop Martin L. Caldwell Pruden Eames Roach Adams Harwell ■ ' ..::;•• en " ' ' qr l OIJ- a lu i 1 McDowell Bedinger Hill McLakty Geohegan Weatherlv CONYERS Scott M. Kelly Ethel Smith C. Jackson Shell R. Blue Gregory Bogle Theis M. West Fleming Cobbs FUTCH Carter A. L. Jackson " " if i Propylean Literary Society OFFICERS FIRST TERM MARY BROWN President HELEN BROWN Vice-President LIDIE MIXTER Secretary MARY HAMILTON Treasurer ZOLLIE McARTHUR Censor ANNA SYKES Critic RAY HARVISON Sergeant-at-Arms second term HELEN BROWN : President MARION BLACK Vice-President MARY ELLEN HARVEY Secretary MARGARET PHYTHIAN Treasurer MARGARET BROWN Censor PATTY MONROE Critic MARY NEF F Sergeant-at-Arms 29 ; .„, r , . ..... i I—I ■ 1 A JL Williams M. Anderson Minter Boyd J. Rogers McConnell Halliburton Hedges Bryan Burnett Alexander -- , " ■■ " " ....... - ... M. . Watts Foster Sykes Meek Allison Bryan Anderson Buchanan Norwood Weatherly Hutcheson SILHOUETT Havis M. R. Brown E. Jones Holmes Miller Bomer Phythian Black M. M. Brown Eakes Hunt Jf X " s. ..3. . .:.. ;..-. JS. ' ' -;v — « : " ' : ' ,„„.. Hicks Kelly Waters Glenn Willet McEachern Seymour Hew son Harvey H. Brown Reed Watts Monroe PlTTARD HARVISON Stevens CURRELL McArthuk KlNNEAR L. Anderson Dew DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE Continued from page 18. Just then she heard something splashing about in the pool a little way off. At first she thought it must be a walrus or a hippopotamus, but then she remembered how small she really was, and she made out that it was only a mouse that was drowning in tears, like herself. " It might be of use, now, " tin night Alice, " to speak to this Mouse. " So she began: " O Mouse, do you know the way out of these tears? I am very tired of swimming, O Mouse. " (She thought t his the correct way to speak to a mouse, for you see she remembered her Latin grammar — " a mouse, of a mouse, to or for a mouse — O mouse. " ) The Mouse seemed to wink one of its eyes, but said nothing. " Perhaps it doesn ' t understand English, " thought Alice. " I dare say it ' s a German mouse come over with Helmrich the Conqueror. " So she said the only German she remembered, " Kuriose Geschichte, " which was the name of a little piece she knew. The Mouse gave a sudden leap out of the water and seemed to quiver all over with fright. " Oh, I beg your pardon, " cried Alice hastily. " Perhaps you don ' t like stories. " " Not like stories! " cried the Mouse in a shrill, passionate voice. " Would you like stories if you were an editor? " " Well, perhaps not, " said Alice in a soothing tone. " I ' ve never been one; but I knew an old gentleman who ran a paper. " Half to herself: " He was such a dear, funny thing, and told such nice stories. Oh, dear, I ' m afraid I ' ve offended it again " for the Mouse was swimming away as hard as it could. So she called after it : " Mouse, dear, do come back again. We won ' t talk about stories. " When the Mouse heard that it swam idly back, its face quite pale (with pain, Alice thought). " Let us go to shore and I ' ll tell you my history: then you ' ll understand why I hate stories. " It was high time to go, for the pool was full of little things, who were drowning in tears. Alice led the way, and the whole party swam to the shore. They all sat down in a ring and faced the Mouse. " You promised to tell us your history, you know, and why you hate stories, " said Alice. " Mine is a long and sad tale, " said the Mouse sadly. Alice said " Yes, " and kept looking at it. so that her idea of the tale was something like this : ip«. ; - .. " Said a girl to a mouse that she met in the house, ' You must Editor be ; I ' ve a story for you. Come, I ' ll take no denial. Just give it a trial, for of course we all know you ' ve nothing to do. ' Said the Editor Mouse to the girl in the house : ' Don ' t you ask me such things ; it is wasting your breath. ' ' Tell that to a jury, ' said she in a fury. ' They ' ll " try the whole case and condemn you to death. ' " SIL1 " You ' re not attending, " said the Mouse severely. " Oh, I beg your pardon, " said Alice very humbly; " that was the fifth bend, I think. " " It was not " said the Mouse very sharply. " A knot? " said Alice, very anxious to be useful. " Let me help undo it! " " I shall do nothing of the sort, " said the Mouse, getting up and walking away. All the others went also, and Alice was left quite alone. 37 Silhouette Staff SARAH G. HANSELL Editor-in-Chief LOTTIE MAY BLAIR Assistant Editor-in-Chief BEVERLEY ANDERSON : Business Manager RUTH BLUE Assistant Business Manager EMMA JONES Literary Editor LIDIE MINTER Local Editor MARGARET BROWN Art Editor HALLIE SMITH.... Assistant Art Editor ■■ " Aurora Staff MARY HELEN SCHNEIDER Editor-in-Chief MARGARET PHYTHIAN Associate Editor EMMA JONES Business Manager BEVERLEY ANDERSON Assistant Business Manager LIDIE MINTER Local Editor HENRIETTA LAMBDIN Exchange Editor 39 TIiE , .. . . .;. King lR beautiful dog was dead. Slowly, and in a puzzled manner, the child repeated to herself the words: " King is dead. " Somehow, it took her a long time to realize it, and then, when that fact came to her at last, she didn ' t cry. She was facing her first real sorrow now; King had been her constant companion and playmate ever since she could remember. King was the one to whom she had whispered her childish secrets and dreams, and now she could not, and would not, think of life without her dog. She remembered the time King had torn up her sister ' s doll — it was just an ordinary one, too — and to keep him from being punished she had given up her own wax doll that would " go to sleep. " But she also thought of other times — times when she had refused to play with him and had been angry with him. These things remained to make her sorry. Every one was so kind to her that day ! Her father promised a tomb- stone for King ' s grave — the} ' had buried him in a pasture about a fourth of a mile from her home. Her uncle brought a book to read to her — " Beautiful Toe ' s Paradise " — they wouldn ' t understand, and she didn ' t want an old paradised dog! But, worst of all, her mother promised another dog. Night and bedtime came at last, but the poor child could not sleep, nor did she try to. She waited nearly all night, so she thought — in reality only about two hours — for the other people to go to sleep. Thoughts of her loss came to torment her anew, and finally one thought brought comfort: She had loved King better than anything else, so, therefore, the other things she loved next ought to go too. Conscientiously, she counted over in her mind her most treasured possessions : A little red dress, dear because everything else was white ; a blue ring that she somehow connected with the sky, and a book of dog pictures. Slipping softly out of bed, she collected these things, took a little spade, and walked alone to King ' s grave. It was the kind of night she loved, though she didn ' t know why; it was sultry, and threatened to storm. Distant rolls of thunder did not frighten the little girl; the bright flashes of lightning showed a small, white-robed, bare-foot figure digging a hole right near King ' s grave. When she had -in : ...» ... . « ■ ... finished she buried the few small treasures which she had brought with her. Kneeling at her dog ' s grave, and looking up into the darkening clouds, she somehow found peace after her day of trouble. With folded hands she began : " Great Storm Spirit, I sol ' m ' ly swears not to love no dog ' cept King, and not ever to have another dog. Amen. " And the great burst of thunder which came with the bright blaze of lightning showed that the " Storm Spirit " had indeed heard and understood. LlDIE TORREY MlNTER. HfHP " Outside the Curriculum " ABBIE, " Jean said slowly, " I ' m disappointed in you. " Barbara Akin, half asleep on one of the white beds, turned her head so she could see Jean through half-closed lids. She liked to watch Jean, anyway. There was some- thing about her face worth watching. " Too bad, ' ' she said nonchalantly. " You should worry. " " I mean it, Babbie, I honestly do. " Jean turned. Her face would never have been called handsome. Her chin was too square; her mouth a trifle too large; but the straightforward brown eyes, and the way the little wisps of red-brown hair curled about her forehead were to Barbara irresistibly attractive. " You should have known better than to expect anything, " Barbara answered lightly. " Babbie, please be serious, " Jean said earnestly. " It ' s not a joke. You know very well you could have done as Kate asked you and been on that program committee. There wasn ' t a reason in the world why you couldn ' t have done it. You ' ve got to do something outside the curriculum. " Barbara smiled in her own lazy, conciliating fashion. " There wasn ' t any reason why I should, either. There are plenty of folks to do it. Why, Ellen Dean would do it, and beam over it all the rest of her life. Why not let somebody " " Yes, and how would it be done? " Jean interrupted. " The meetings wouldn ' t be worth going to. I think you might at least do that much for your Society, might at least have that much college spirit. It just makes me mad when people have the ability to do things and won ' t. There isn ' t a reason on earth why you shouldn ' t do it. " " Because I don ' t want to. I have plenty to do, and I don ' t intend work- ing any harder. You know yourself you can ' t get up your work half as well when you go in for outside things. I don ' t see how you ever get up yours at all, with all the extra things you have on your hands. " Barbara had pushed back the gay pink comfort and sat up in bed, with the soft folds of her pink kimono falling about her. Her long, brown hair 42 O " " — - v . .... ■ — , w . , „ v JL A JU ■!■ had slipped down about her shoulders ; her cheeks were flushed from sleep, and her olive skin looked as soft as a baby ' s. Her eyes, as she looked at Jean, were big and brown and smiling, her lips half parted. When she smiled, her eyes somehow seemed almost almond shaped, and her eyebrows peculiarly long and pointed. Her smile usually conquered Jean, but to-night it rather irritated her that a girl with all the beauty and charm Barbara had should be content to use it only for herself. Jean turned toward the table where she was sitting " , and gave the shade on the electric light a push so as to get the light out of her eyes. She hesi- tated. What was the use in saying anything more to Barbara when she answered in that tone? The light, as she had turned it, fell full upon the wall back of the big study table. For an instant Jean ' s eyes rested on the calendar that she had hung. She read the line for the week idly : " Speak thou the truth. Let others fence And trim their words for pay : In pleasant sunshine of pretense Let others bask their day. " " Babbie, " she said, with sudden resolution, " you are just plain-out lazy. " " Maybe I am. " Barbara agreed. " Well, it ' s a shame; a girl like you would accomplish wonders. Think of it, Babbie, you are good looking and attractive, and have an extraordinary amount of sense besides — an unusual combination " " Thank you, " and Barbara bowed low. " Oh, I don ' t mean to be complimentary. You needn ' t take it that way, " Jean ' s tone was a trifle bitter. " In my estimation it ' s rather a reflection on you that you are lazy and selfish enough to use them only for yourself. Excuse me, Babbie, you are a dear to me, but that just makes me all the madder because you never let other people see how unselfish yon can be. " Jean ' s tone had grown suddenly tender. Barbara yawned and got off the bed. " Not changing the subject at all, what time is it, Jean? " " A quarter after five. " " And I have an engagement with Ruth to study German at five. " She went across to the table for her German book. " Babbie, " Jean said, catching her hand for an instant and looking up into her face, " please wake up and show people what I know you can do. " 43 Barbara stooped impulsively and kissed Jean. Caresses were rare with her. Jean looked up, surprised, but Barbara only smiled. " I ' m still sleepy, " she said, " but I hope I ' m awake — thanks to you — sufficiently, at least, to study German. " She made a low bow and was gone. Jean sat gazing through the window, as the soft pink of the sky faded into grey, without knowing what she saw. Then, slowly, she turned back to her Latin book It happened down in Alice ' s room just a week later. Alice was watching the candy. Most of the others, garbed in gay hues, had taken possession of the two beds, all laughing, all talking at once. Only Jean sat in a low chair near Alice and said nothing. It seemed wonderfully good to her just to sit still and do nothing and think of nothing. Alice ' s voice aroused her : " Jean, will you watch the candy while I go see if I can borrow some butter? I forgot all about it. " " I certainly will, " Jean said, and rose, but wearily. She didn ' t remember ever being so tired before. The other girls were talking and hardly noticed. Somebody said something, everybody laughed, then the babel of voices went on. Jean did not hear. It all sounded vague and far away. Then, suddenly, Barbara gave the girl in front of her a push and sprang across the room just in time to catch Jean as she fell. The voices stopped, then began again in low, excited tones. There were a dozen girls standing about Barbara with frightened faces. Barbara kept her head and gave commands hurriedly : " Alice, get some cold water, quick. " " You telephone Dr. Stuart. " " See if you can lift her on the bed " But Jean did not open her eyes. She lay so still and white that Barbara turned away quickly to gain control of herself, then began bathing her face. Her eyes opened at last and she looked up dazedly into Barbara ' s face. Barbara answered the question in her eyes. " You are in Alice ' s room, Jean; you fainted. " It was not until after the doctor had come and had gotten Jean to bed in her own room that Barbara finally managed to see the doctor alone. " What is it? " she asked anxiously. " Is Jean going to be very sick? " " She is just broken down, " Dr. Stuart said. " She tried to do too much, and she isn ' t strong, anyway. I ' m afraid I ' ll have to put a stop to everything but regular work this year. " Barbara was dressing quietly next morning, when she turned to find Jean getting up. " Go right back to bed this minute, " Barbara ordered. " But, Babbie, the Journal just has to go off to-day, and I ' ve got to get up and get it off. There is no one else to do it. " " I guess I can do it, " and Barbara put on her high-and-mighty air. " But. Babbie " " Get back into bed this minute, Jean, and tell me what you want done and I ' ll do it. " And she did. though it involved seeing a dozen or more people about a dozen or more things, and sitting up " after lights " that night. " You ' re a dear, " Jean told her, " and it ' s going to be better than any of them. They ' ll be wanting to give you the job instead of me. " It was the next day that Barbara, watching Jean ' s face, discovered that something was the matter. " What ' s the matter, dear? " she asked when she had Jean alone in the room. " I ' m sorrv I look as badly as all that, " Jean fenced. " Tell me what ' s the matter, Jean, " and Barbara looked her straight in the eyes. " Dr. Stuart said I ' d have to give up all outside work, and — and I just can ' t. " Jean ' s lips trembled. " Why? " Barbara went straight to the point. " Because there is no one else to do it. I just can ' t turn the journal over to anybody, and those who could take it have too much work; and then no one else would know how I wanted things done in my committee of Y. W. — I had everything all planned ; and Betty and I had decided how we wanted everything on the program committee, and everything has got to be done by next Saturday night for that, and a new member of the committee can ' t possibly be elected until then, and, oh. it ' s impossible! No, it isn ' t at all! " she contradicted herself. " Somebody else can do it just as well. I am just foolish and want to do it myself. I ' m interested in them all, and if some- bod) ' else has them I ' ll just be out of it all and never know how things are working out or anything that ' s going on, and they are all dear to my heart. You don ' t know how you get interested in things when you work at them. " 45 " Jean, you just mustn ' t worry. You remember what Dr. Stuart said, " Barbara reminded her. " Of course I do, but it ' s easier said than done, and I don ' t see how I can possibly get the work off my hands for two weeks, anyway. " " Why, what ought you to do first? " Barbara questioned. " I ought to have a meeting of my committee of Y. W. " " When do they usually meet? " " Just before supper. " " Who ' s on the committee? " " Why, Alice March, Louise Kennon, and Marguerite " then, sud- denly, Jean said, " What are you driving " at? " " I ' m going to have the meeting of the committee, of course, " Barbara smiled back. " Do you mean to say that you propose to do these things for me? " Jean was seeing clearly now. " That ' s just what I intend. " " But, Babbie, you mustn ' t do it. You know you haven ' t time, with all your work, and you ' ll just wear yourself out. There are plenty of other folks who can do it. I ' ll ask Carolyn Lewis about taking it, and I know she will. Maybe Katherine might do program committee for me, and the Journal will manage some way. " Barbara smiled. " What are you smiling " at? " Jean caught her by the hand and held her. " At your utter inconsistency, Jean Lathrop. " And then they both laughed. It was the spring of their Senior year and the night of the Intercollegiate Debate. The great college auditorium was crowded until there was not even standing " room left. There was an air of tense excitement over the crowd as they awaited the return of the judges. A man and a girl sitting near the back of the room were talking in low tones. " Who did you say the girl was — the one who made the best speech on the affirmative? " " Oh, you mean Barbara Akin? " " Yes, the one you used to say you ' d like to wake up. What did make her wake up? " " Don ' t ask me. Oh, yes, her roommate got sick when she was beginning her Junior year, and she did Jean ' s work for her, and that just showed every . , ; . ..;.;. :• one how well she could do it, so they proceeded to give her all Jean ' s offices. They ' re both Seniors now. Jean ' s awfully nice — do you know her? A little girl, not half as good looking, but everybody in school is crazy about her. It is a queer friendship. Barbara is the most indifferent person you ever knew. " You said you knew Dorothy Mason, the other girl on the affirmative; well, she " But stillness fell over the great assembly. The judges had returned. The first person on the stage to congratulate Barbara was Jean. " O Babbie, it was splendid ! " she cried, giving her a rapturous hug. " You did wonderfully, just wonderfully. " " Miss Akin, let me congratulate you, " some one interrupted. Jean was in bed when Barbara finally found her again. Barbara tiptoed in softly. So many people had stopped her, it had been hard to get back to her room. She breathed a sigh of relief when she finally turned out the light and crawled into bed. It was over at last. But sleep did not come after the excitement, and she lay gazing out into the moonlight. A faint sound came to her ears. Could it be a sob? " Jean, " she said, sitting up in bed, " Jean. " No answer. Another moment and she had her arm about Jean trying to make her lift her face to the light. " You are not crying, Jean? " There was surprised tenderness in the tone. " Jean, " she said again, wondering, dismayed, " you are not crying because I won the debate? " " No, it ' s not that. " Jean sat up suddenly. " You don ' t think I ' d cry over that? " indignantly. " I ' m glad, glad, glad because you won the debate. It ' s just — it ' s just because I haven ' t done anything at all for the college. " Jean had found her tongue at last. " It ' s just that while you ' ve done all these wonderful things I ' ve been holding my hands, taking all the college could give me, and not doing a thing except enjoying myself. There hasn ' t been a thing I ' ve done that " " O Jean, Jean, dearest, " Babbie had Jean in her arms now, holding her tight, " don ' t you know that all I ever did was because of you? Don ' t you know that I would never have done anything for the college, but for you? Don ' t you know that I ' m not the one who has done all that I ' ve done — that it ' s been you, you, you. Why, Jean, didn ' t you know that? " Sarah G. Hansell. 1 3. Locals (We have been told that these following quotations would fit some of Agnes Scott ' s well-known faculty members. What do you think?) " Alan can live without learning and live without books, But civilized man can not live without cooks. " " How she would hop after the grasshop ' ! " " Who? Why? What? When? Where? " " Why should I fear When my doctor is near? " " And Frensch of Paris she spake, ful fayre and fetysly. " " And as they listened, still the wonder grew That one small ' s ' could whistle as his do ! " " We would all be as happy as brothers. And a beautiful world it would be — Had it merely happened that others Were only as perfect as we! " D 10 fou Eve.1 FeeU Li K«- Th ' ? anliestitucc ertrices X Tuesday morning, the twenty-first of October, the chapel services were given entirely over to the Seniors — the occasion being the donning of caps and gowns, the insignia of Senior rank. This occasion is always one of the chief events of the college year, for every one — not to mention the Seniors themselves — looks forward to the time when caps and gowns shall appear to mark their wearers personages of highest class stand- ing. And this year especial interest was shown when the Class of 1914, the largest Senior class in the history of Agnes Scott, took one of the final steps of their college career, in honor of which were held the beautiful chapel services. These services were unusually impressive this year, and, as the long line of gowned Seniors, cap in hand, marched slowly into the chapel and took their places upon the rostrum, all present seemed to feel that nothing could quite equal being a Senior. A very fitting and beautiful talk, made to the class by Dr. Gaines, followed by an appropriate address upon the origin and signifi- cance of the caps and gowns, by Mr. Stukes, an honorary member of the class, added to the beauty and solemnity of the occasion. The Dean ' s bestowal of the cap upon each girl, as she knelt before her, formed a fitting close to the services so often observed before at A. S. C, but never more fittingly, and completed the most beautiful service of the year. : . ' -V ■ XI. .Ji. A ' " Miss Phi " had a little pet — William was his label — And every day she sent him On a platter to the table ! Suggestion for a dentist ' s epitaph : " He ' s filled his last cavity. " A literary Freshman had taken a bulky MS. to the post-office to be weighed for postage. " This package requires letter postage, " said the mail clerk, " because it is first-class matter. " " Oh, thank you, sir, " blushed the Freshman. T. C. : AVhat is euphemism ? L. M. M. : Well, it ' s calling that milk we had for breakfast cream! Girl (to ticket agent): I want a round trip ticket home and back, please. Heard during exams : I ' ve studied so hard that my wisdom tooth hurts, and so I ' m going to quit ! M. H. : I nominate Louise for editor. R. H. : And I move it be made anonymous! Ct)e jrire Drill Ding! Dong!! Dell!!! Beverly ' s at that bell ! Don ' t you want to know both how our fire drills at Agnes Scott usually are — and usually are not? You are awakened in the " wee small hours " by a most unearthly sound; you stop to think; it can ' t be the rising bell, and surely all the alarm clocks in school haven ' t conspired against us ! Before you think further you are rudely pulled out by a lieutenant of the Fire Brigade — so you realize it is a fire drill. With your slippers on the wrong feet — if you are fortunate enough to have 50 . - ... . . . . . ..■■■ A w ... . any (slippers, I mean!) — and the hem of your kimono ungracefully draped around your shoulders, you saunter out, thinking only of the warm bed you ' ve left, and hot of the possibility of its being a real fire. Every one marches down to the lobby, fussing, and too sleepy to care what happens. But we discover that the fussing is in vain, so every one shuts up : we do not keep quiet because it is right, but because we are too sleepy to talk. The roll is called, and those failing to come either pay a twenty-five cent fine or get burned up — according to theory. We are asked, no, commanded, to " hurry next time. " And then we are allowed to return to our rooms. Several of the girls declare that they are always afraid a burglar has gotten under the bed, so after returning from the drill they stand in the middle of the room and just give one leap into said bed ! Xow you ' ll hear about the drill as it usually is not. The gong is sounded with its usual amount of noise. Then, with the accustomed amount of fussing and disorderly conduct, we descend to the lobby. Suddenly there is a giggle followed by a smothered laugh, and then there are some decidedly unsmothered ones. The excited Freshman near-by whispered loudly : " They were mean! They told those girls that it was a real fire, and so now just look! " And look we did! The center of attraction was two visitors — and lo ! Mardi Gras in all her glory was not arrayed like one of these! The pajamaed maiden, with the black furs and the green hat (on backwards), held in her hands a Parisian gown, a bottle of Mary Garden perfume, and a tube of Colgate ' s tooth paste. Her companion exhibited a young department store on one arm, her hand bedight with jewels and dollars, which she squeezed bad enough to make the eagles scream ! (The girls had been discussing a wedding in which one of their number was to be " leading lady. " ) M. P.: Linda, where are you going on your trousseau? R. N. (in Bible I ) : Zacharias was the wife of Elizabeth. M. B. (discussing the immigrant question) : Some of them even come over in the peerage! .. .-. ; s: i ;te This is a composite silhouette of the number of girls who are asking the following questions : I ' d like some questions now to ask Of things I ' ve heard and seen; Perhaps you ' ll think them very silly. And me very green. Every girl here has some brains; They say that I have not, And yet I ' m bright enough to notice Some things at Agnes Scott! If a teacher and a student. After prayers at night. Camp in the parlor, talk for hours, Do you think it ' s right? Why should a man be physicist. With lab his hours bore? It seems he ' d be a sailor lad — Doesn ' t he like the sea more? Then, why is it the phone call book Continuously holds this name : " Main — Decatur called Miss de G. ; At once please answer same " ? And when will Gertrude Briesnick loaf, Be fast asleep at nine, Forget to worry and to fret, O ' er problems deep to pine? And when will Agnes Scott on gossip Sternly put a ban ? Will " Pope " e ' er across the campus go And not speak to a man? I have a thousand other questions At my finger-tips, But for fear I ' ll try your patience. Now I ' ll close my lips. ...... V ... . . ... Cfje jFfrst T5asker=13all aarnc of tlje gear Oh-oh-oh oooooo aw aw ah rah ! Oh-oh-oh oooooo aw aw ah rah ! Oh-oh-oh oooooo aw aw ah rah ! Freshmen! Rift— raft— triff— trait. Let ' s give the horse laugh — Haw! Haw! Haw! Rali ! Rah ! Rah ! Juniors! Razzle, dazzle, hobble, gobble. Sis boom bah ! Soplwinore — Sophomore, Rah ! Rah ! Rah ! Pittard, Wells, Roberts, you. Brown, Blue, McArthur, too, Ki yi, hi yi — hot, cold, wet, dry — Get there — Eli ! Seniors! And then some! What is it all about? Did anybody say anything about class s pirit. ' Maybe ' 15 and ' 17 don ' t hate ' 14 and ' 16, but — oh! there ' s the whistle! Throats and ears can have a rest for ten short minutes while ' 14 and ' 15 " fight it out. " There ' s the whistle! " Foul, Senior over the line! " Silent prayers go up that the ball won ' t go through the basket. Fate is for the other side, and back it goes to the centers — whistle — Juniors make the basket — score tie. Oh ! there goes another basket for Seniors. Whistle again — time — end of the first half of the agon)- for Seniors and Juniors. Yells start again, and are stopped by the whistle, when ' 16 and excited ' 17 take their places. " Sophomore overguarding! " " Put it in ' s time! " Back to the centers, over to the grandstand, into the hands of a Soph and a 53 Freshman, but " some softer " than formerly — why? Didn ' t somebody say that they saw Miss McKinney and Miss Almond go into a hair-dresser ' s afterwards? There goes that whistle again! And the rested Juniors and Seniors come out to finish the battle. And just why did that old whistle have to blow so soon and stop all of our fun when we had " just gotten into the game? " Last, but not least, the Sophs and the Freshmen finish up their struggle, the Sophomores coming out on top, but the Freshmen are all the more determined to " get that next fame " ! Tell her not of slowful slumbers — That you ' ve been to feasts galore, For, should she hear it, Dr. Sweet would cry: " No more! ' 1. We will have ham for supper on the night of Wednesday, September the sixteenth. " Miss Phi " will close the dining-room door at exactly twenty- one and three-fourths minutes past six. 2. On the morning of September the seventeenth Miss McKinney will frighten nine Freshmen into hysterics ; Dr. Sweet will administer aspirin to same. 3. Freshmen will be requested to remain after prayers on Friday the eighteenth to learn " why college life is worth living, " conducted by Dr. Gaines. After this they will adjourn to the society halls, where the old girls will teach them to sing, " What ' s the Use? " 4. Then, " every morn for breakfast there ' ll be grits, " and for recrea- tion lessons! 54 DliESf The Passing of " Percy " Listen, oh, maidens, and you shall hear The greatest excitement of all the year : ' Twas on Monday morning, exams in swing (Doubtless you know of the fear they bring!). College was fairly alive with life; Physics, Astronomy safely past, Terrible Trig was t he very last, Ending our moments of toilsome strife. " Percy ' ' no longer a busy man Honestly thought, as scientist can, Campuses were not the place for him. Firmly resolved, and with countenance grim, He silently passed our horizon ' s rim. Not a word he said as he left the town With his new black suit and his suit-case brown. And we wondered and worried for ' most a week. While our fearful questions we dared not speak; But with grim, silent dread spread the wild alarm, From the Freshman Class even up to " Arm. " " On est Perci, " said we, keeping back our tears ; " He is wed or lost, " answered gloomy fears. You all know the rest, in the " extra " read Of the anxious things that we thought and said ; While the poster, too, showed our wishes kind, And the searching band kept them all in mind, With their lanterns bright and their faces grave, Climbing trees to seek, with a purpose brave. Then to college back came the wanderer home. But he will not tell whither he did roam. May he ne ' er depart in such haste again. For we can not live through the fear and pain. Yet " writ in the legends of the past Through all our history to the last, In the hour of darkness and peril and need, " When fearful hearts courage lack, Let us keep still courageous in word and deed, For " Percy, " you know, came back ! C. B. J., ' 14. V • . w 5 %v- " JsL« x£ ■■■■■ " - : . ,- - ■ L V Advice from a Caterpillar Chapter II As she looked anx- iously about she saw the White Rabbit come trot- ting back. She was mut- tering to herself as she walked : " The Duchess, the Duchess! Oh. my dear paws ! She ' ll get me as sure as ' gym ' is ' gym. ' Where can I have left them? " Alice guessed in a moment that she was looking for the gloves, and she good-naturedly began hunting them. But everything seemed changed now. Before her was a little door with " W. Rabbit — Sophomore " en- graved on it. She went in softly for fear she would meet some one, and looked about over the table for them. There seemed to be nothing there, how- ever, but a large banner with " Down with Alice " upon it, and a bottle marked " Fresh Spirit. " " Now we shall have some fun, " she said. " If I drink this something interesting is sure to happen. " And no sooner had she clone so than she was so large again that she was obliged to lie down to keep from bumping her head. " I wish I hadn ' t drunk s much, " she complained. " Fresh spirit makes one so large. " Continued on page 63. Sophomore Class Class Colors : Blue and White Class Flower : White Rose Motto: Age quod agis OFFICERS FIRST SEMESTER KATHERINE LINDAMOOD President ORA GLENN Vice-President LOUISE WILSON Secretary and Treasurer second semester ORA GLENN President ELIZABETH W1LLETT Vice-President ALICE WEATHERLY Secretary and Treasurer MEMBERS ON EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE ORA GLENN RAY HARVISON Lillian Anderson Lucile Boyd Emmee Bran ham Elizabeth Burke Annie Cameron Lorine Carter Laura Cooper Margaret Fields Lucile Finney Nell Frye Eloise Gay Ora Glenn Evelyn Goode Elizabeth Gregory Maryellen Harvey Ray Harvison Katherine Hay Charis Hood Mahota Horn Katherine Lindamood Anne McClure Lula McMurray Dorothy Mustin Louise Oberley Marga ret Phythian Eva Powers Malinda Roberts Mary Glenn Roberts Martha Ross Anna Sykes Magara Waldron Elizabeth Walker Pearle Waters Alice Weatherly Clara Whips Elizabeth Willett Louise Wilson 58 t;;- The Class of 1916 With examinations over, And our minds and pens both dry, It seems almost a pity For us Sophomores to try To tell of our ambitions, Of our hopes, our plans, our aims ; Since some are quite unfinished, And others without names. But the Class of 1916 Has tried its very best. And a few of its achievements Will surely stand the test ; For we ' ve showed that on occasion We could capture fresh, green goats, At the same time sounding loudly The peace theme through our notes. We ' ve been active in Y. W., In athletics we ' ve done our share ; And as for our Senior party — Ask any one who was there ! Still, now, on looking backward, It is with some regret That we think of all we might have done, Of the many defeats we ' ve met ; And it ' s our determination To make these next years, two, Much better and more successful By " doing what we do. " — Louise Wilson. " x. %—i -■ Sophomore Class History NCE upon a time a very young and hopeful traveler set out upon a journey through a country called Life, and by and by she came to four mountains set in a row, each a little higher than the last, and with a little plateau leading from the top of each to the foot of the road up the next. The name of the row, as you may guess, was College row, and the names of the mountains. Freshman, Sophomore, Junior, and Senior. Up the side of each went figures. The roads up the first two looked very pleasant near the beginning, but further on they grew rough and some- times steep, and there were wearisome, barren-looking places ; those leading to the tops of the second two seemed easier, and the figures traveling up them appeared far less wearied by their climbing. " Oh! " cried the girl at the foot, " surely there must be some other way to the top of those high ones than by the little plateaux. That third hill looks so interesting and so easy to climb. " How did you get up there? " she called to the girls on its side. The Junior girls turned and gave her a friendly, indulgent smile. " Some are born great, " they called back loftily, and, with a wave of the hand, went on. " Oh, dear! " sighed our traveler dismally, " I shall never get there, " and she looked over at the fourth hill. " How did you get up there? " she called again. The Seniors looked down and smiled, half amusedly. " Some, " they said with a little shrug of their shoulders, and without stopping their leisurely pace, " some have greatness thrust upon them. " " Oh! " wailed the traveler, " that isn ' t for me! What shall I do? " And she called at last to the girls on the second hill. They smiled back- encouragingly. " Some achieve greatness, " answered the Sophomores. " Oh! " cried the girl at the foot, " perhaps may do that, too. How may I join you, girls? " " The only way is by Freshman Hill, " they cried back, " but it isn ' t half so bad when you ' ve once started. Come on ! " i- Ji ' : J I ' ' «• So she resigned herself at last to fate and joined the crowd toiling up the lowest hill. At first the road led gently up, and there were pleasant stops along the way, but higher up it was as she had seen — rough and steep. Great boulders rose up to be climbed, and often only little red zeros bloomed beside the road. Some grew discouraged and turned back; some sat down to rest and were left behind ; but most climbed bravely on. " Age quod agis, " they shouted to each other, and struggled on with renewed energy. And so, at last, they reached the top and gained a resting place on Vaca- tion plateau. Very pleasant the stay there, and also very short, for all too soon they were starting another weary climb. But this time they knew better how to avoid unnecessary roughnesses, and how to grapple wisely with the unavoidable. Up and up they toiled, and though the sun grew hot and the way barren and steeper, they fought upward together bravely, calling cheerily to each other, and extending helping hands to the discouraged. Then, one day, our traveler looked down and saw another standing at the foot of the hills where she had stood not long before, and the question borne up to her was the one she herself had asked. " The only true greatness is achieved, " she called back, " and the only way up here is by Freshman Hill ; but the road isn ' t half so bad when you ' ve once started. Come on ! " Then she turned back to her companions. " Come, girls ! " she cried. " Yonder is the next plateau, and just beyond is Junior Mountain. Age quod agis! Come! Why, we can accomplish any- thing; we have tried and know we can, for are we not Sophomores? " Lucile Finney. V — - ....... . .. , . . j..L . . ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR Continued from page 57. She could hear the Rabbit outside calling: " Alice, Alice, let me in this moment. " Then came the pattering of feet, and some one tried to open the door. The attempt proved a failure, and she heard it say: " I ' ll get through the window. " " That you won ' t, " said Alice, and after waiting until she fancied she heard it outside, she gave a wild yell and grabbed into the air outside. There was a crash and then a silence. At last came a scraping noise and the sound of many voices. .Mice was so cramped she could hardly breathe, but she stopped her gasps long enough to listen to what they said. " Here ' s the other ladder. . . . No, tie ' em together first. . .• . Will the roof bear? . . . That I won ' t, then. . . . Here, Sue, the Rabbit says you must take this water and throw it down the chimney. " This frightened poor Alice so that she began to shrink again. She looked about for " Fresh Spirit, " but it was gone, and soon she was small enough to crawl out the door. She ran out and found quite a collection of things out- side. They all made a rush at Alice, but she ran off as hard as she could, and was soon quite safe. " Now I ' d like to be a nice size again, " she said, as she sat and rested. " I suppose I ought to take something, but the question is, what? " There was a large mushroom growing near her, and she considered the advisability of looking on the top of it. " For, " she said, " any one so high up as that ought to be able to tell me what to take. " She stretched herself on tiptoe and peeped over the edge and saw sitting there a large blue Caterpillar reading a book and paying attention to no one. At last the Caterpillar laid down the book and addressed her in a languid voice. " Who are you? " it asked. " I — I hardly know just at present, " said Alice, not very encouraged; " I ' ve changed so many times. " " Explain yourself, " said the Caterpillar sternly. " I can ' t explain myself, ' ' said Alice, " because I ' m not myself, you see. " " I don ' t see, " said the Caterpillar. " Well, I can ' t do anything I thought I could, " explained Alice in a melancholy tone. " Can you act? " asked the Caterpillar. " I don ' t know — — " Continued on page " jo. ' " ' Junior Class Motto : " Let us dare to do our duty, as we understand it " Colors : Black and Gold Flower : Daisy OFFICERS FIRST TERM SECOND TERM MARY HELEN SCHNEIDER President MARGARET ANDERSON ANNIS KELLY Vice-President MARY HYER GERTRUDE BRIESNICK Secretary and Treasurer MARY KELLY HENRIETTA LAMBDIN. Historian NINUZZA SEYMOUR, Poet KATE RICHARDSON, Class Member of Silhouette Margaret Anderson Beverley Anderson Marion Black Cherry Bomer Martha Brenner Gertrude Briesnick Annie Pope Bryan Ruth Cofer Grace Goehegan Jessie Ham Mary Hamilton Grace Harris MEMBERS Frances Kell Annis Kelly Mary Kelly Sallie May King Henrietta Lambdin Lula Maddox Mildred McGuire Lucy Naive Catherine Parker Kate Richardson Grace Reid Mary Helen Schneider Louise Hutcheson Ninuzza Seymour Mary Hyer Frances West Mary West HONORARY MEMBERS Miss Cady Dr. Armistead Miss Sevin Dr. Olivier 64 Ml J ,.- ,. W Briesexick HuTCHESON Brenner Seymour F. West BOMER M. Kellv A. P. Bryan Geohegan M. West B. Anderson , " " f-X jr », -g- - i td A. Kelly Ham M. Anderson Kell Schneider Maddox Lambdin Black Harris Hamilton Naive Class Poem Joyful years that blithely spread Fruits of labor, and of gain. Bright with dreams that hope has bred, Dimmed by frugal share of pain ; Like phantoms we have let you pass. Will you not always renew Your blessings on the Junior Class. As divers duties we pursue? In living learn, in learning live, Our motto we would e ' er uphold ; And in the joy of service give Life ' s fairest meaning, true and bold. For what is more of virtuous beauty. Or deemed more worthy of respect, Than that " we dare to do our duty. " That sacred right strive to protect ? Our Alma Mater, taught by thee. We lind the kindred soul, And recognize unerringly The spirit ' s pure control. Another truth scarce less we prize, Xo lesson is so great, And with its strength let courage rise : " Obedience conquers, fate. " Ninuzza Seymour, ' 15. I ' l :.Liic Junior Class History URING the first week of September, 1911, there appeared on the horizon a small, black cloud. Many people saw this cloud and watched, with foreboding, as it grew and grew to large proportions. At last, on the nineteenth of Septem- ber, it came into contact with varying air currents, and, being chilled, broke into a heavy shower. This shower struck the campus of Agnes Scott as a deluge, where it scattered in various directions ; some parts sinking below the surface, to appear later; some gathering together, as a torrent, to make themselves known at once. The professors of the college were appalled at the sight of these drops of water, for there were already so many on hand. However, they began, uncomplainingly, the task of classifying and proving them. The different specialists had been working for years on the supply of material on hand ; some for one year ; some for two or three ; but they now turned most of their attention to this new supply, and, indeed, it was needed, for after the first days of arranging them it was very necessary to keep them from running into the wrong channels. The first year was spent in directing the course of this stream. This was rather difficult, for it always ran away with everything in sight, particularly the things intended for rival classes. The second year broadened it and taught it to receive kindly the other new drops without the usual struggle, while the third was devoted to the guidance of younger streams and the preparation for the last year, which was to make it a more grand and noble stream. This cloud had been made up of ordinary moisture, but coming through the air and coming into contact with foreign bodies had changed the compo- sition of some of the drops materially. Although different, these drops were held together by surface tension under the class name of fifteeners. On examination, many drops were discovered to be sweet, pure, and sparkling. Some were known for their strength, remaining powerful after experiencing various trials; others were renowned for their density, which would admit no foreign matter. A few drops were small and fragile, and these broke at the slightest touch, and others ran away to join more attractive streams. ■ - :■:. :; a ' Daily, however, tliese little drops of water expanded, and, by rare methods, drew many others near them. By the principle of osmosis they stretched out to absorb everything they came in contact with, becoming Agnes Scott ' s most valuable and prized specimens. Now the long-awaited time has come when Agnes Scott has poured out her offering to the world for the year 1914, and she turns with renewed efforts and concentration toward the stream of 1915. She watches it more carefully so as to reassure herself that when it joins the great ocean of the world it will prove worthy of her name. Henrietta Lambdin, ' 15. 69 P THE SILHOUETTE % ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR Continued from page 63. " Ycm don ' t seem to know much, and that ' s a fact, " it said. " I might act a little, but I ' m sure it won ' t be right, " she ventured. " Repeat ' Twinkle, Twinkle, ' " commanded the Caterpillar. Alice folded her hands and began : " Twinkle, twinkle, Mr. Star, How I wonder why you are Not up in the clouds so high Like a watchdog in the sky. " " Wrong from beginning to end, " said the Caterpillar decidedly. " 1 don ' t think so, " said Alice. " You — who are you? ' ' it asked again, which brought them back to the beginning of the conversation. " I think you ought to tell me who you are, first, " remarked Alice gravely. " Why? " asked the Caterpillar. Continued on page 75. V The Propylean Literary Society " THE FORESTERS " William Shakespeare SATURDAY, MAY 3, 1913 DRAMATIS PERSONS Sir Richard Lea Aileen Fisher King Richard Ora Glenn Walter Lea - Mary Hyer Prince John Ruth Hicks Sheriff of Nottingham Frances Dukes Robin Hood - Laura Mel Towers Friar Tuck Alvice Myatt Little John Lily Joiner Much Hallie Smith Scarlet Bert Morgan Abbot Cherry Bomer Justiciary Margaret Phythian Mercenary Helen Brown Messenger Mary Pittard Sailor Janie Rogers Marian Pauline Bruner Kate Isabel Norwood Old Woman Cherry Bomer foresters Mary Pittard Genevieve McMillan Mary Bryan Anne Montgomery Janie Rogers Everett Frierson spearmen Mary Hyer Elizabeth Willett Anna Sykes Scene: Sherwood Forest, College Campus 1 SILHOUETTE f The Mnemosynean Literary Society PRESENTS SHAKESPEARE ' S TWELFTH NIGHT SATURDAY. DECEMBER 6. 1913 CAST OF CHARACTERS Viola Almedia Sadler Sebastian Mary Helen Schneider Duke of Orsino Effie Doe Olivia : Henrietta Lambdin Malvolio Alice Fleming Sir Toby Belch Agnes Scott Donaldson Sir Andrew Aguecheek Louise Ware Maria Jeanette Victor Antonio : Charlotte Jackson Valentine Frances Thatcher Fabian Sarah Hansell .Feste Lottie May Blair Sea Captain 1 Vallie Young WmxE Friar f THE SILIiOUETTI ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR Continued from page jo. " Well, I ' d like to know why you ' re sitting on this mushroom, " she said sternly. " To give advice, of course, stupid, " it snapped. " If everybody minded their own business the world would go around a great deal faster. " " Can ' t you give advice anywhere else? " she asked. " Doesn ' t one have to be high up to give advice? " it answered crossly. " You ' re very green. " " Well, you ' re just a Junior size yourself, " returned Alice, measuring it with her eye, " and I ' m not green. " " Quite green, " it repeated, and opened its book again. As Alice walked away in disgust it called : " Come back, I have something important to say. " She turned and came back. " Keep your temper, " said the Caterpillar. " ' Is that all? " asked Alice, swallowing her temper as best she could. " No. Be very careful to behave before the Queen and King, " and be- fore she could ask it who they were the Caterpillar shook itself and crawled away. ; sil; » " I didn ' t know there was a Queen and a King, " said Alice, sitting dis- consolately on a stool. " I ' m sure I ' ll get frightened and forget how to behave. I wonder which way I should go to get away from here. " " That depends a good deal on where you want to go, " said a voice, and looking up she was startled at seeing a cat sitting on the bough of a tree a few yards off. It was grinning from ear to ear, but it had very long claws and very many teeth, and she felt that it ought to be treated with respect. " I was just wondering, " she began timidly, " which way I really ought to go. " " Are you to go at all? " said the Cheshire Cat. " That ' s the first question, you know. " " Well, of course, " agreed Alice, looking at its curious grin, " but if I stay here I won ' t know how to behave when the Queen and King find me. " " In that case, " said the Cat, waving its right paw, " you want to go in the right direction. " Alice saw for the first time that a path led straight to the right from where she stood. On one of the trees hung the sign " Y. W. C. A., 6:30 on Sunday. " " But this isn ' t Sunday, " she said. " Right, as usual, " said the Cat, and vanished. Alice was not much surprised at this ; she was getting well used to queer things happening. While she was still looking at the place it had been, it suddenly appeared again. " Do you play hockey to-day? " it asked. " I ' m not sure I know how, " said Alice. " It ' s easy, " said the Cat. " Game at four, " and vanished again. This left Alice quite alone. She was just debating whether or not she should try to follow the Caterpillar, when the sound of several voices, com- ing from behind a great clump of trees, caught her attention, and she turned to see what was happening. She had not walked far when she caught sight of a strange trio. There was a table set out under a tree and a March Hare and a Hatteress were sitting on one side of it talking angrily, while between them sat a Dormouse, fast asleep. " You ' re wrong, you ' re wrong " they cried when they saw her coming. Continued on page 8$. Cabinet of the Young Women ' s Christian Association Grace Harris President Lottie May Blair Vice-President Annis Kelly Helen Brown Secretary Mary Brown Assistant Secretary Treasurer CHAIRMEN OF COMMITTEES Marguerite Wells Religious Meetings Mary Hamilton Association News Ruth Blue Bible Study Mary Pittard = 0ClaL Rosa Hill Mission Study Charlotte Jackson. Lottie May Blair Membership Conference and Convention Ora Glenn Mus,c The Young Women ' s Christian Association X view of the fact that the Young Women ' s Christian Association of Agnes Scott College has as its aim t he physical, social, mental, and spiritual development of every girl, we may well say that it is the most important feature of campus life. We have an enrollment of one hundred and ninety- nine members — a larger number than in any previous year — and we are truly blest in being able to say that these members are earnest, willing, and enthusiastic supporters of the interests of the Associa- tion. The committee work has gone steadily forward. There are one hundred and sixty-six students engaged in Bible Study, one hundred in Mission Study, showing some improvement over previous records. The budget has been increased to seven hundred and ten dollars, and the spirit of good comradeship and interest in others is being promoted. This spirit is demonstrated in the interest and influence of various conferences and con- ventions where we have been represented during the past year, and from which we have received untold inspiration and encouragement to " press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus. " We realize that we have fallen short of our aim, but we recognize, also, the power of the Spirit in the success that has been granted us, and we thank God for the goodness and mercy that have followed us in all our attempts " to bring every girl to Christ, to build her up in Christ, to send her out for Christ. " Grace E. Harris, ' IS. " Miss Agnes " at Blue Ridge Time: June. 1913 Place: Black Mountain, N. C. Girls: " Miss Agnes " Scene: Agnes Scott Cottage, 9 p. m. Inspiration: Log fire Refreshments: Marshmallows, fudge, and " Beech-Nut " Owed to " the Rookery " I fain would Carroll now a lay, Although ' tis neither great nor big. I Guess ' twill sound quite frivolous To minds intent on things like Trigg; And yet the joy has never Cioyd Those thoughts of days now long since past, Of hours we spent in shady Dail, But Million Wonders can not last ! When maidens as the days flew by Could see on every side a King, In Billiard, Johnson, and McBridc, Whose praises now I gladly sing ; In Morgan as he carried mail. In Shaeffer, Alexander, too, In fact, we owe you each our thanks, And so, O " Rookies, " here ' s to you ! 77 - - - w. .... ji - x - . " ; The Agnes Scott Cottage at Black Mountain, North Carolina OW I wish I could make you see the Agnes Scott Cottage as we saw it late that June afternoon, but I believe, after all, I ' d rather you had seen it a day or two later when we had " fixed up. " It was just to the left of Robert E. Lee Hall — the big hall with great white columns that can be seen hollowed in the mountains, almost across the valley below. You run down by a path past the auditorium, across a long rustic bridge, up a little way, and you reach a cottage with an Agnes Scott pennant over the door — an attractive little cottage with a red roof. Just inside there is a big room with a huge stone fireplace. There are rag rugs and sofa cushions, and lanterns for lights. For decorations there are daisies and mountain laurel in pitchers. On all sides, rooms open out, with two cots each, a chiffonier and a table, and you ' d find trunks filling up every available nook — and girls in every other place. There are visitors all day long — ours is the first cottage finished, and the first one filled with girls. The people come from R. E. Hall and the tents all day, and in that way we are able to get acquainted. But one of the nicest times of all the day is after the last meeting at night, when we gather together again for our Delegation Meeting. Let ' s suppose it was one of the cold nights when we gathered around the log fire in the big chimney. A rug, hung over die front door, keeps out the cold air. A lantern hangs from the ceiling, but the girl with the small Testa- ment in her hand sits on a rag rug in front of the hearth, leaning forward to read by the light of the fire. There are girls on cots, lounges, trunks, and floor, but stillness falls on them all as the reading begins. One of the best things of all about the Agnes Scott Cottage is the way it binds the girls themselves together, teaching them to know and feel closer to each other in a common purpose. The Delegation Miss Clara Hasslock, Chaperon Grace Harris Ruth Hicks Lula White Mary Pittard Mary Kelly Lottie May ' Blair Charlotte Jackson Ruth Blue Mary ' Brown Ora Glenn Sarah Hansell ,. , - - A. A JU The Student Volunteer Convention December 31, 1913 — January 4, 1914 ICKET to Kansas City? All right, ma ' am. " " You ' re going to Kansas City? I ' m so glad to meet yon. Just isn ' t it going to be fine? " " Train an hour and a half late? Let ' s walk up to Brown Allen ' s while we ' re waiting. " Such was the atmosphere of the Old Station in Atlanta on the morning of December 30. Such a cheerful-looking crowd of young men and women, bearing variously tagged suit- cases and an assortment of heavy coats, as was the Georgia delegation to the Seventh Quadrennial Convention of the Student Volunteer Movement! And the special car to Nashville, where, by the way, we almost lost some of our party, and a special train from Nashville to Kansas City, carrying the dele- gates from Georgia, Florida, Alabama, and Tennessee — wasn ' t it great? " Delegate " was the magic word which made friendships spring up quickly; " delegates " grew to know each other very soon. There were gatherings of state and section groups, and college songs and yells awoke many a sleepy town out in Missouri. A beautiful, friendly spirit pervaded the entire train from engine to observation car. And then, when we entered Kansas City and found ourselves a wee, wee part of a big, big crowd of people, it would have taken our breat h away if there had not been, somehow, a friend for every wee part. Questions about where to go and what to do were answered before asked. And when, on 79 c - ' :::-ie silhouette Wednesday night, we found ourselves in the Convention Auditorium with five thousand other people, wasn ' t it wonderful to hear the Lord ' s Prayer as it arose from that immense throng of earnest men and women? Didn ' t we feel that we were to see a great and inspiring vision before the Convention closed? And this vision we did see growing larger from day to day as we heard Drs. Mott, Speer, Eddy. Zwemer, and Secretary Bryan testify to the omnipotence of the message of Christ. Representatives from China, Japan, Korea, Africa, and India told us of Christianity ' s progress in their countries. We were reminded of our undeserved opportunities and their attendant responsibilities, and constantly it was impressed upon us that to do effective work for Christ in foreign countries, America must present a strong, really Christian home base. From the moment of arrival in Kansas City to our departure early Mon- day morning, there was not an idle moment. A hurried breakfast, a rush for seats in Convention Hall — to which our " red tickets, please! " entitled us — a lunch downtown, a meeting at one of the churches until time to hurry to our hostesses for dinner, back to Convention Hall to sit spellbound while great messages were delivered, and then home to try to digest all the mental food received during the day, and, while trying, to fall asleep — such was our daily program. A wide-awake, consecrated, earnest, unselfish spirit characterized each session, and when we had to leave and were on our way home this spirit was still manifested in serious conversation, group meetings, and in never-to- be-forgotten gatherings of all members of our party in one car the evening before our arrival in Atlanta. Getting back to every-day work was the least bit hard, but our only regret was that every girl in Agnes Scott could not be with us. It was simply great. O. M G., ' 16. SILHOUETTE Georgia Students ' Missionary League ANDREW COLLEGE Cuthbert, Georgia delegates Louise Halliburton Ethel McKay Irene Havis Sue McEachern Mildred Holmes Kathleen Kennedy Miss McCord, Chaperon SILHOUI Georgia Students ' Missionary League X the morning- of October 27. 1913, the ding!! ding!! of seven alarm clocks, all set for five — an unearthly hour — waked seven girls, not to the usual odious task of preparing eight o ' clock classes, but to a joyful day of experience and anticipation, a day long looked for and longed for. Let it suffice to say that we landed at Cuthbert, where the League was convening, at five o ' clock that afternoon — every one tired, but happy — and chicken for supper. " Warm Reception and Royal Hospitality " does not begin to express it. Receptions, (linings, and all that it took to make us have the most enjovable time imaginable, were not lacking. From the very first meeting of the convention the evening of October 27th, an enthusiastic spirit for missions was aroused. From then on, every- one seemed to be of one mind and one heart. We girls of Agnes Scott can never forget the addresses and appeal made in behalf of missions by such men as Dr. Vanhoose, Mr. Ramseur, Mr. Guess, and many more. They were " eye-openers " and inspiring. It was with a feeling of keenest regret that we realized that we were holding our last service. This feeling of regret, however, was counter- balanced by an overpowering sense of joy when, on the last night, October 29th, so many volunteered to give their lives and service to the Master in the mission field. The singing of the song, " Blest Be the Tie That Binds, " brought to a close one of the most beneficial and inspiring meetings ever held, and we returned with glad hearts — glad because it was our privilege to go, and glad because we could bring back in our hearts the wonderful inspiration gained. 82 THE S E JLJ ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR Continued from page jJ r . " No such thing. " said Alice indignantly, and sat down in a large arm- chair at one end of the table. " Your hair wants curling. " said the Hatteress. She had been looking at Alice with great curiosity. " Personal remarks are in bad form, " said Alice with some severity. The Hatteress opened her eyes very widely, but all she said was : " Is a raven like a grandfather ' s clock? " " Come, we shall have some fun now, " thought Alice. " I ' m sure I can debate. I don ' t believe it is, " she added out loud. " Do you mean you think you can prove it? " said the March Hare. " Exactly so, " said Alice. " Then you should say what you mean. " the March Hare went on. " I do, ' ' said Alice. " At least. I mean what I say — that ' s the same thing, you know. " . ...,, ... . .-..,, ;; " Not a bit, " said the Hatteress. " You might as well say, ' I cry when I flunk ' is the same as ' I flunk when I cry. ' " " Or ' I breathe when I talk ' is the same as ' I talk when I breathe, ' " said the March Hare. " It is with you, " said the Hatteress cuttingly, and they all were silent for a moment. " You have ten minutes to prove it, " said the Dormouse, waking at the unusual silence. They all looked at Alice, so she began to talk loudly. " Well, a raven says ' more ' " explained she. " When? " asked the March Hare. " Quoth the raven, ' Nevermore, ' " said Alice, very glad she remembered her English. " What does a grandfather ' s clock say? " sniffed the Hatteress. " ' Forever-never-never-forever, ' " explained Alice. " Then they ' re ' ever ' alike, " announced the Hatteress. " No, they ' re ' never ' alike, " answered Alice, at which the Dormouse called " Time, " and the March Hare dipped her watch in the water pitcher. " How does she know, she ' s been asleep? " exclaimed Alice. " Thev all go to sleep, " sighed the Hatteress sorrowfully. " You can ' t blame them. " " Who keeps time? " Alice asked. " You don ' t know time very well, " said the Hatteress, " or you wouldn ' t talk about keeping him. " " He flies, " said the March Hare. " I dare say you never kept him. " " I used to beat time, " answered Alice cautiously, " but I never kept it very well, though I had a calendar. " " Ah, that accounts for it! " said the Hatteress. " He won ' t stand beat- ing. Now if you only stood on good terms with him " " He won ' t stand, " said Alice. " This isn ' t your debate, " snapped the March Hare. " Who asked your opinion? " asked Alice. " Who ' s making personal remarks now? " the Hatteress asked tri- umphantly. This was more than Alice could bear, so she got up and walked off in great disgust. " It ' s the stupidest I ever was at in all my life, " she said, as she picked her way through the underbrush. 84 THJ 1 Id The Intersociety Debate May 27, 1913 ITH the coming of Commencement came the excitement over the yearly debate between the Mnemosynean and Propylean literar) ' societies, the flying green and white, and blue and gold colors, the long lines of girls, all eager, all expectant. And this time the four debaters rose to argue the question: " Resolved, that no tolls should be paid by the American coastwise vessels in the Panama Canal. " The four " fair debaters " were Emma Pope Moss and Emma Jones for the negative side of the question and also for the Propylean Literary Society, and Charlotte Jackson and Sarah Hansell for the affirmative and Mnemosy- nean side. Margaret Roberts presided, and Laura Mel Towers acted as secretary of the occasion. The debaters spoke in the following order : Charlotte Jackson, first, followed by Emma Jones ; next, Sarah Hansell, and last, the second speaker for the negative, Emma Pope Moss. Charlotte Jackson made the rebuttal for the affirmative, Emma Pope Moss for the negative. The judges withdrew. Excitement was at high pitch. After what seemed hours to some of those present, the judges returned. The negative wins. The whole school rises to congratulate their speakers — the Propvleans for then victory, the Mnemosyneans for their brave fight. f ?! v FfiB SILHOlEI IE ; Intercollegiate Debate Agnes Scott College versus H. Sophie Newcomb Memokial College of THE Tulane University of Louisiana. Held in New Orleans, March 27, 1914. PROPOSITION ' The Federal Government slwuld acquire and operate the telegraph systems of the country. ' AFFIRMATIVE Agnes Scott College : Mary Helen Schneider, ' 15 Emma Jones, ' 16 Marguerite Wells, ' 14. Alternate NEGATIVE Newcomb College: Gladys Gihbens, ' 14 Margaret Faules, ' 14 Louise Berry, ' IS ) ,,, „ J „ ' , Alternates Adele Drouet, 17 WINNER Agnes Scott College, by unanimous decision Sept. 15- Sept. 16- Sept. 17- Sept. 18- Sept. 19- Sept. 20- Sept. 21- Sept. 23- Sept. 24. Sept. 26- Sept. 27- Sept. 28- Sept. 29- Sept. 30- The Calendar for 1913-1914 -Ethel McKay opens college. -New girl insists on " tipping " Mr. Stukes for carrying her suit- case. -Classification rush. Miss McKinney takes Miss de Garmo for a Freshman. -Classes begin — also crushes ! -One Freshman phones Miss Hopkins for permission to take a bath while another goes to " Mrs. " Sweet to be measured. • -Y. W. C. A. Reception — " Yes " and " No " contest — tiny bags of candy. -Mr. Stukes organizes Sunday school. -Y. W. C. A. lawn party. -Gold and blue, green and white ribbons float over the campus. -Propylean Opera Company has its opening night in the gym- nasium. -Xew girls take tea at the Ansley with the Mnemosyneans. -The " Evening Star " commands Mr. Stukes not to whistle on the campus. -M. L. S. flower party — " forget-us-not. " -Freshmen test the Propylea " Gates to Learning. " 87 OCT.= Oct. 1 — The strain is over — rushing season is past history. Oct. 2 — Faculty basket-ball practice proves a circus. Oct. 3 — Mr. Stukes decides that Senior Class meeting is " no place for a minister ' s son. " Oct. -1 — Seniors celebrate theater privilege and fill up the " peanut " of the Atlanta. Oct. 5 — Mr. Armstrong tells us good-bye. Oct. 9 — Freshmen are dosed with castor-oil and cold cream, and the Sophs are seen " as others see them. " Rebekah Scott watches the beginning outside No. 6 in the wee hours of the morning. Oct. 11 — Lula Maddox tells Bible 3 that " St. Peter was sitting on his roof waiting for his dinner. " Oct. 18 — Senior Class begin their parties early. Oct. 21 — Investiture Day. Seniors trail around in caps and gowns and Senior dignity. UNDER MDro NN Nov . 3-Miss Smith is initiated into that often " love " ' game-tennis. Nov . 6-Regular basket-hall practice begins and several new " stars " come out. Nov 7 " Sh! Isn ' t that the hall president? " j vy. B. — " Yes, but it ' s Helen Brown. " Nov 10-Sarah Hansell appears in Senior cap minus gown-wild dash for R. S. H. Nov. 13— Seniors take off faculty in " Mock Faculty Meeting. " Nov 15-Agnes Scott disturbs the " peanut " weeping over " Little Women ' ' Louise H. wails out that she can stand the death scene , but sh. simply can ' t stand for Jo to refuse Laune-and lech is slightly amused. Nov. 17- " The Firefly " fills us with sympathy. M. I. P. ' s latest expression: " Dear me, I am upset! " Nov. 20— Epidemic of ptomaine poisoning. Nov. 22-Seniors have at least one remarkable party-plans for summer and a guessing contest of noble thoughts. Nov 25-Thanksgiving turkeys confiscated. For a few days Dr. Sweet and Miss McKinnev seem particularly well fed. Nov. 29-Mrs. Gaines gives an " Evening with the Old South " to both liter- ary societies. DEEEHBER Dec. 6 — Mnemosyneans present their annual Shakespeare play, " Twelfth Night. ' " Dec. 13 — Semiannual Glee Club Recital. Dec. 16 — Faculty Christmas party in the dining-room. Who said noise? Dec. 17 — Agnes Scott packed up. Dec. 18 — No one knows anything — except that her train leaves at ! Dec 19 — Desolation reigns except for the few who remained during the holiday. Dec. 27 to Jan. 1 — Cleaning days at A. S. C. no JRNURRV :h»m. - 4p Jan. 2 — " Eats " and Christmas presents appear. Jan. 3 — Rather demoralized classes meet, and midyears begin to prey upon our minds, but the " Blue Bird " may help us out. Jan. 5 — Fried oysters for supper. Jan. 6 — R. S. H., 35. acquires a Senior lamp. Perhaps west wing, 2d floor, will be quiet and Alary Ferguson can sleep. Jan. 7 — We dream on Edith Brown ' s wedding cake. And on the seventh day ? Jan. 9 — Gym floor puts off match basketball games. Jan. 13 — Cram — exam — flunk — trunk. " Old, but true. " Jan. 1-1 — Freshmen start studying in bathrooms at 4:30 a. m. G. D. B., for a change, uses Senior lamp while the rest of the world is wrapt in slumber. Jan. 15 — " I ' m simply petrified, " is the moss-covered remark employed by every one — even Seniors. Jan. 17 — " Miss Agnes " learns how to work " Within the Law. " Jan. 19 — Disappointment over " Peggy. " Jan. 23— " On est Percy? " Ian. 25 — Great relief in atmosphere over end of exams! Jan. 26 — Report that two Seniors flunked. When it proved to be false the sighs -were mighty enough to move mountains. Jan. 27 — Ein Reise durch Deutschland — Professor Maclean. Jan. 31 — Y. W. C. A. birthday party. 91 Feb. 2 — To be or not to be — tbat is the question. Whether it is nobler to suffer — or refrain from Brown Allen ' s and remain on the campus. ( V-a-c-c-i-n-a-t-i-o-n-s ! ) Feb. 3 — " Have you any second-hand books left? " Feb. -I — Fire gong in R. S. H. Hats, furs, purses, and gym shoes carried clown by pajama-clad, boudoir-capped visitors. Feb. 7 — Match games at last — Seniors and Sophomores won. Feb. 1-1 — Dr. Armistead witnesses fire drill in Main Building. Silhouette Staff celebrate the departure of the annual with general hysterics. Feb. 21 — More match games. Y. W. C. A. birthday party. Feb. 22 — George Washington Scott ' s birthday — and on Sunday — but ! ! ' , ,. , The Queen ' s Garden Chapter III It was while she was stumbling along this way that she came upon the beautiful garden she had seen before. The gate stood just as it had, but it looked rather dilapidated, and. to her disgust, the beautiful flowers were all along the edge, and the center was all bare. Near the gate were three painters busily painting a sign on a large board. " Look out, Five ! Don ' t go splashing paint over me like that, " she heard one of them say. " I couldn ' t help it, " said Five in a sulky voice, " Seven jogged my elbow " Just then her eye chanced to fall on Alice, and she checked her- self suddenly. " Would you tell me, please, " said Alice a little timidly, " why you are painting that sign? " 93 V, THE LHOl ' -; ; : — " x v ' v " Why, the fact is, " said Two in a low voice, " the Duchess told us to paint this bulletin-board for the game, and we were doing our best before she comes. " " Who ' s the Duchess? " asked Alice. " Haven ' t you seen her? " asked Seven. " She ' s rather older than we — Senior, you know. You ' ll know her, she affects very peculiar hats and gowns — it ' s the Queen ' s orders. " At this moment, Five, who had been looking anxiously across the garden, called : " They ' re coming, " and flattened herself against the hedge. First came the players, next the Duchess, talking earnestly to the Rabbit, who was smiling at everything she said ; next came the Queen and King, with the whole rest of the pack behind. When the procession came opposite to Alice they all stopped and looked at her. " Who is this? " the Queen asked the Knave, who only smiled in reply. " My name is Alice, so please your majesty, " said Alice very politely. The Queen of Clubs, who had been standing near, broke in : " C an you play hockey? " she asked, look- ing over the Queen ' s shoulder. " Yes, " answered Alice, looking at the Queen rather doubtfully. " Get to your places, " shouted the Queen in a voice of thunder, and the players began running about in all directions, tumbling against each other. Alice thought she had never seen such a hockey game in her life. The field was all hills and mud, and the grass hid Continued on page 101. Athletic Association OFFICERS HELEN BROWN President ROSA HILL Vice-President MANAGER TENNIS ASSOCIATION JULIE MacINTYRE Secretary and Treasurer MARY PITTARD Manager Basket-Ball ESSIE ROBERTS Manager Swimming AGNES SCOTT DONALDSON Manager Hockey lii Id " W fe. " " " ST " W ' " " ' ■$ Hockey Club Ruth Blue Beverley Anderson Agnes Scott Donaldson Ernestine Theis Hallie Smith Julia Anderson Mary Xeff Annie Tait Jenkins Frances Kell Vallie Young White Gjertrude Amundsen Rita Schwartz Elizabeth DeWald Grace Harris Isabelle Dew Helen Brown Elizabeth Evans Marguerite Wells . ,-■ ... . .. . , .. ' -. ,; L. ,« V-»- Freshman Basket-Bail Team Annie Kyle, Captain LINE-UP Ernestine Theis } c j x, ,, ( rorwards Patty Monroe NNE Ky e J Guards Mildred Hall ) Gjertrude Amundsen 1 r , nt „„ Isabelle Dew J centers substitutes Lilly Currell Elizabeth Kinnear Ruth Nisbet 97 SILHOUETTE Sophomore Basket-Bali Team Katharine Lindamood, Captain LINE-TJP Alice Weatherly } Forwards Katharine Lindamood Julie MacIntyre } Guards Evelyn Goode Corinne Briggs ] Centers Maryellen Harvey Elizabeth Gregory Substitute - : —. •. " 1 " " " f W - l - Junior Basket-Ball Team Isabel Norwood, Captain LINE-UP Janie Rogers | Forwards Almedia Sadler ) Grace Harris 1 Guards Gertrude Briesnick Mary Helen Schneider ] Centers Isabel Norwood j Frances West Substitute 99 p -, . " ■ ' »; . Senior Basket-Bail Team Essie Roberts Marguerite Wells Zollie McArthur, Captai LINE-UP .Forwards Helen Brown Zollie McArthur Martha Rogers . Ruth Blue Mary Pittard Centers Substitute Guards 100 ;; . ..-.- ; ■;. :: :: ...-.;• ; THE QUEEN ' S GARDEN Continued from page 04. the ball whenever it got near her. The sticks were live flamingoes, and the ball a small, lively little rat, that kept unrolling itself, at which the players all ran to the other part of the field and occupied the time in quarreling. The players all played at once, fighting over the ball, and the Queen could be heard calling: " Off with her head! " Alice was looking about for some way to escape, when she heard a small voice near her say : " It ' s a rather fine day, isn ' t it? " It was the Queen of Clubs. " I hadn ' t noticed, " answered Alice, tucking her flamingo under her arm. " How are you getting on in the game? " asked the Queen, smiling sweetly. " I don ' t think they play at all right, " complained Alice. " You ' ve no idea how confusing it is. " " How do vou like the Duchess? " was the next question she asked, as she led Alice to one side, where they were out of the game. " I don ' t know her at all, " answered Alice. " Where is she? " " Sh " said the Club Queen, " she ' s under sentence of restriction. " Alice look about uneasily. " What about? " she asked. The Club Queen lowered her voice. " She flirted with the King, " she whispered. " I ' m not surprised " said Alice, but just then she noticed that the Duchess was near, so she went on : " that he should want to. " The Duchess smiled and tucked her arm through Alice ' s. " You can ' t think how glad I am to see you again, you dear old thing, " said she, as she led Alice off through a gate in the hedge. Alice was glad to find her so pleasant, but she couldn ' t think where she ' d ever seen her before. " You ' re thinking about something, my dear, " said the Duchess. " I can ' t exactly tell you the moral of that, but I shall remember it in a bit. " " Perhaps it hasn ' t one. " Alice ventured. " Tut, tut. child, " answered the Duchess, " everything ' s got a moral if you only can find it. " She squeezed up closer to Alice ' s side. Alice didn ' t much like this, because the point of the Duchess ' cap caught in her hair, which made it very uncomfortable. 101 ( , rf . THE " The game doesn ' t seem to go on very well, " she said by way of con- versation. Tis so, " said the Duchess, " and the moral of that is, ' Oh, it takes a little rain with the sunshine to make the world go round. ' " " Somebody said, " whispered Alice, " that it ' s done by everybody minding their own business. " " Very true, " said the Duchess. " And the moral of that is, ' Look before you leap. ' " " Only one doesn ' t often leap, " said Alice. " Right, as usual, " said the Duchess, " and the moral of that is ' Man was not made to live alone. ' " Alice considered the question a moment. " Thinking again? " the Duchess asked, scraping her cap through Alice ' s hair. " I ' ve a right to think, " said Alice sharply. " About as much, " said the Duchess, " as Seniors have to flunk. And the m " But here, to Alice ' s surprise, her voice died away, and the Duchess began to tremble. There stood the Queen, regarding them with a frown like a thunderstorm. " Now I give you fair warning, " shouted the Queen, " either you or your privilege must be off in half no time. " The Duchess took her choice and was gone in a minute. " Let ' s go on to the game, " suggested Alice, thoroughly frightened. " It ' s over. " said the Queen. " Every one ' s under sentence. Have you seen the Mock Turtle yet? " " No, " answered Alice. " Come on, then. " said the Queen, and she called over the hedge to the Club Queen : " Here, come and take this young lady to hear the Mock Turtle ' s history. I must be off and see about the trial. " " It ' s all a fancy, " said the Club Queen. " She never executes any one. Come on. " " Every one says ' Come on ' here, " thought Alice. " I never was so ordered about in all my life before. " Senior Class, 1914 OFFICERS FIRST TEEM MARY PITTARD President SARAH HAXSELL Vice-President MILDRED HOLMES Secretary and Treasurer second term LOTTIE MAY BLAIR President THEODOSIA COBBS Vice-President RUTH BLUE Secretary and Treasurer CHARLOTTE JACKSON - Poet MARGUERITE WELLS Prophet THEODOSIA COBBS Historian LOUISE McNULTY Testator 103 LHOL ' ETTI BERTHA MATHESON ADAMS M. L. S. Pine Apple, Alabama Class Treasurer, ' 12; Doorkeeper M. L. S., ' 10; Librarian M. L. S., ' 13- ' 14; Honorable Mention in Mathematics, ' 11- ' 12; Member of Mathematics Club, ' 13- ' 14; Y. W. C. A. Poster Committee, ' 10-11; V. W. C. A. Mission Study Committee, ' 13- ' 14; Art Student, ' 10- ' 11, 11-12. ' 12- ' 13. 13-14. " A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience. " LOTTIE MAY BLAIR M. L. S. Monroe, North Carolina " Lott " Finance Committee of Y. W. C. A., ' 10- ' ll ; Chairman Intercollegiate Committee of Y. W. C. A., ' 11- ' 12; Class Secretary, ' 11; Assistant Business Manager of Aurora, ' 11- ' 12 ; Corre- sponding Secretary of M. L. S.. ' 11; Class Historian, ' 11- ' 12; German Club. ' 11- ' 13; First Lieutenant R. S. H. Fire Department. ' 11- ' 12; M. L. S. Play, ' 11; Secretary of Y. W. C. A., ' 12- ' 13; Business Manager of Aurora, ' 12- ' 13; Secretary of M. L. S., ' 13; Junior Representative of Executive Com- mittee, ' 13; M. L. S. Play, ' 12; R. S. H. Hall President, ' 12- ' 13; Governor North Carolina Club, ' 12- ' 13; Toastmistress Junior Banquet. ' 13; Delegate to Y. W. C. A. Convention, Blue Ridge, N. C, ' 13; Captain R. S. H. Fire De- partment. ' 12- ' 13; Vice-President of Y. W. C. A., ' 13- ' 14; Chairman Membership Com- mittee of Y. W. C. A., ' 13- ' 14; Senior Repre- sentative of Executive Committee, ' 13- ' 14; M. L. S. Play, ' 14; Secretary and Treasurer Sunday School, T3- ' 14; Associate Editor-in- Chief of Silhouette. ' 13- ' 14; President of Senior Class, ' 14. " Then she will talk — good gods! how she will talk. " ■3 ■ ' :■;:-: 3 RUTH GRAHAM BLUE 2 A $ Union Springs, Alabama Junior Basket-Bail Team; M. L. S. Play, ' 12- ' 13; Alabama Club; Delegate to Y. W. C. A. Convention, Black Mountain, N. C, ' 12- ' 13; Delegate to Students ' Conference, Rome, Ga., ' 12- ' 13; Bible Study Committee, ' 12- ' 13; Tennis Club, ' 12- ' 13, ' 13-14; Glee Club, ' 12- ' 13; Chairman Bible Study Committee, ' 13- ' 14; Delegate Y. W. C. A. Council, Gainesville, Ga. ; Hockey Club, ' 13- ' 14; Senior Basket- Bali Team; " Pan-Hellenic, ' 12- ' 13, ' 13- ' 14; Assistant Business Manager of Silhouette ; Committee on Revising Constitution. " As good be out of the world as be out of fashion. " - ' ■■ ' ' " n . - ' : --- ' A ' s w FLORENCE BRINKLEY M. L. S. Decatur, Georgia day student ' The mildest manners with the bravest mind. " THE SILHOl L-drf 1 JL JIL JL- HELEN MOWBRAY BROWN Chattanooga, Tennessee Class President, ' 10; Treasurer P. L. S., ' 10; Mission Study Committee, ' 10- ' ll ; Class Presi- dent, ' 11; Censor P. L. S., ' 11; Religious Meetings Committee, ' 11- ' 12; Treasurer Ger- man Club, ' 11- ' 12; Basket-Bali Team, Tl- ' 12; Tennis Club, ' 11- ' 12; Secretary and Treasurer Athletic Association, ' 12- ' 13: Chairman Pro- gram Committee P. L. S., ' 12- ' 13; Tennis Championship Doubles, ' 13 ; President of Ger- man Club, ' 13- ' 14; President of Athletic Asso- ciation, ' 13-T4; Secretary Y. W. C. A., ' 13- ' 14; President Teachers ' Training Class, ' 13- ' 14; Basket-Ball Team, ' 13-T4; Hockey Club, " 13-14 ; Vice-President P. L. S., ' 13; Presi- dent P. L. S., ' 14. " She Helen, therefore must be lovi .. MARY REBECCA BROWN Stamps, Arkansas " M. B. " Religious Meetings Committee, ' 10- ' ll, ' 11- ' 12; Treasurer P. L. S., ' 11; Arbitration Com- mittee, ' 12- ' 13; Membership Committee, ' 12- ' 13; Secretary Student Government Associ- ation, ' 12- ' 13; Secretary P. L. S., ' 13: Chief of Fire Brigade of Inman Hall, ' 12- ' 13; Dele- gate to Y. W. C. A. Convention, Black Mountain, N. C, ' 13; President P. L. S.. ' 13; First Vice-President Student Government. ' 13- ' 14; College Council, ' 13- ' 14. " Rich in saving common sense. " NELL CLARKE Augusta, Georgia Class Secretary, ' 12- ' 13; Class Treasurer, ' 12- ' 13; Hall President (second floor) Inman Hall, ' 11- ' 12, ' 12- ' 13, 13-14; Captain Inman Hall Fire Department, ' 12- ' 13, ' 13- ' 14; Glee Club. ' 10- ' ll, ' 11- ' 12, 12-13, 13- ' 14; Member of Intercollegiate Committee Y. W. C. A., ' 12- ' 13; Member of Bible Study Committee Y. W. C. A., ' 13- ' 14; Captain Baseball Team, •12-13. " Let us consider the reason of the case. For nothing is lazv that is not reason. " : ■ - " •- ' , - - , v .. THEODOSIA CATHERINE COBBS Mobile, Alabama " Ted " Fire Brigade, ' 10- ' ll ; Executive Committee of Student Government, ' 10- ' ll ; Missionary Committee Y. W. C. A., 10- ' ll : Alabama Club, " lO- ' ll; Executive Committee, ' 11- ' 12; Chairman Bible Study Committee, ' 11-12; Glee Club. ' 12; Vice-President M. L. S., ' 12; Alabama Club, ' 11- ' 12; Secretary Athletic Association, ' 11 ; Executive Committee. ' 12- ' 13; Chairman Bible Study Committee, ' 12- ' 13; Glee Club. ' 13; Alabama Club, ' 12- ' 13 ; Presi- dent M. L. S.; Student Council, ' 12- ' 13; Vice-President Senior Class, ' 14; Alabama Club, ' 13- ' 14; Class Historian. " Blushing is the color of virtue. " Ill SARAH GLOVER HANSELL BD, M. L. S. Thomasville, Georgia " Sallie " Annual Prize, ' 11-12; Fire Brigade, ' 11- ' 12; Assistant Editor of The Aurora. ' 12- ' 13; Critic of M. L. S., ' 12; Corridor Lieutenant of Fire Brigade, ' 12- ' 13; Dramatic Club of M. L. S„ ' 12- ' 13, ' 13- ' 14; Class Historian, 12-13; Inter- society Debater for M. L. S., " 1 2- " 13 : English Certificate, ' 12- ' 13 ; Missionary Committee of Y. W. C. A., ' 11- ' 12; Mission Study Class Committee of Y. W. C. A., ' 12-13; Delegate to Y. W. C. A. Convention, Blue Ridge, N. C, 13; Membership Committee of Y. W. C. A., 13-14; Class Vice-President. 13-14; Program Committee of M. L. S., 12-13; Editor-in- Chief of the Silhouette, 13-14. " I am resolved to grozv fat and look young till forty. " ■ , RUTH HICKS Dublin, Georgia Propylean Marshal, ' 13- ' 14; Glee Club, ' 12- ' 13. ' 13- ' 14; Devotional Committee of Y. W. C. A, ' 12- ' 13, ' 13- ' 14; Delegate to Y. W. C. A. Convention, Black Mountain. X. C. ' 13; Fire Brigade, ' 12- ' 13; Tennis Club, ' 12- ' 13, ' 13- ' 14. " Let the world slide. " T T ... r " " B x " " " g " if — ; MILDRED STEED HOLMES Sylvester, Georgia Class President, ' 12- ' 13; Class Treasurer, 13- ' 14; Vice-Secretary P. L. S., ' 13-14; Inter- collegiate Committee V. W. C. A., ' 12- ' 13, ' 13- ' 14; First Lieutenant Fire Brigade, ' 12- ' 13. " Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep! ' CHARLOTTE JACKSON Tuscumbia, Alabama " Chartic " President Freshman Class, ' 09 ; Glee Club Accompanist, ' 10- ' ll, ' 11-12, ' 13- ' 14; Glee Club, ' 12; Executive Committee, ' 10- ' ll ; College Accompanist, ' 12- ' 13- ' 14; Librarian M. L. S., ' 12; Chairman Intercollegiate Committee, ' 12; President V. W. C. A., ' 12-13; Secretary M. L. S., ' 12; Vice-President Class, ' 13; Chair- man Program Committee M. L. S., 12-13; Intersociety Debater M. L. S., ' 13; Chairman Conference and Convention Committee Y. W. C. A., 13-14; Delegate Y. W. C. A. Con- vention, Black Mountain, N. C, 13; Alabama Club. ' 09- ' 10: 10-11, 11-12. 12-13. ' 13- ' 14; Accompanist German Club, ' 1 1 - ' 12. ' 12-13; Class Poet, 14; President Student Govern- ment Association, ' 13- ' 14. " Courage mounteth until occasion. " SILH vTTE ANNIE TAIT JENKINS M. L. S. Crystal Springs, Mississippi " Tait " Y. W. C. A.; M. L. S. Librarian, ' 12; Mis- sion Study Committee, ' 11- ' 12, ' 12- ' 13; Vice- President and President of Class, ' 12, ' 12- ' 13 German Club ; K 2 Club : Tennis Club Mathematics Medal, ' 12- ' 13; Mississippi Club Hockey Club : Mathematics Club, ' 13- ' 14 Second Vice-President Student Government. ' 13- ' 14; College Council, ' 13- ' 14; Religious Meetings Committee, ' 13- ' 14. " He ivoitld distinguish and divide A hair twixt south and southwest side. " ■„i..,,;:? ' . : TTE KATHLEEN KENNEDY Pulaski, Tennessee Class Secretary, ' 13- ' 14; Hall President (third floor) Rebekah Scott Hall, ' 12-13; Executive Committee, ' 11- ' 12: German Club; Tennessee Club: K X Club: Captain of Fire Brigade, ' 13-14; Baseball Team, ' 12- ' 13. " This is the long of it, " C LHOLETTE ETHEL McCONNELL P. L. S. Commerce, Georgia Cabinet Y. W. C. A., ' 12- ' 13; Missionary Committee Y. W. C. A., ' 11- ' 12; Leader of Mission Study Class, ' 12- ' 13, ' 13- ' 14; Fire Brigade. ' 13- ' 14; Xorth Georgia Club. " She is troubled with thick-coming fancies That keep her from her rest. " ZOLLIE McARTHUR BD, P. L. S. Fort Valley, Georgia Class Treasurer, ' 12- ' 13; Class Secretary, ' 13- ' 14; Fire Brigade. ' 12- ' 13: Censor P. L. S„ ' 12- ' 13; Sergeant-at-Arms P. L. S., ' 11- ' 12; Basket-Bali Team, 11- ' 12, T2- ' 13, T3- ' 14; Baseball Team. ' 10- ' ll, 11-12. " 12- " 13 : Captain Basket-Ball Team, ' 13- ' 14; Tennis Club. " She teas wont to s[ cak plain and to the point. " 119 SILHOUETTE ANNE ELIZA McLARTY M. L. S. Decatur, Georgia day student " don ' t see it. " S-r.y •;;■ r ■ ■ ' jL LOUISE BAXTER McNULTY BD, M. L. S. Dawson, Georgia " Medusa " Class President, ' 10- ' ll; Censor M. L. S., ' 11- ' 12; Business Manager of Aurora, ' 12- ' 13; Chairman Program Committee M. L. S., ' 13- ' 14; Member Missionary Committee Y. W. C. A., 11-12. 12- ' 13; Member Devotional Committee Y. W. C. A., ' 13- ' 14; Corridor Lieutenant Fire Brigade, ' 11- ' 12; Class Testator. ' 13- ' 14; Applicant for Latin Certifi- cate. " 13-14. " 1 have no other but a woman ' s reason, I think him so because I think him so. " r wr j— g- , •»—■ ' - " LINDA M. MILLER P. L. S. Atlanta, Georgia day student 12- ' 14 Class Poet, ' 12- ' 13; Treasurer P. L. S.. ' 12- ' 13; Fresh-Soph Aurora Prize, ' 11- ' 12; Assist- ant Business Manager Aurora, ' 12- ' 13; Presi- dent Allia nce Franchise, ' 13- ' 14. " Wedding is destiny, and hanging likewise. " • " X X . .. ' MARY IDA PITTARD P. L. S. WlNTERVILLE, GEORGIA " Pete " Missionary Committee Y. W. C. A., ' 10- ' ll; Basket-Bail Team, " 11- " 12 : Intercollegiate Committee Y. W. C. A., ' 11- ' 12; Executive Committee, ' 12- " 13; Captain Basket-Ball Team, ' 12- ' 13; Glee Club, " 12-13 : Fire Brigade, ' 12- ' 13; Delegate to Blue Ridge Convention of Y. W. C. A., ' 13; President Class, " 13- " 14 : Chairman Social Committee Y. W. C. A.. ' 13- ' 14; Vice-President Athletic Association, ' 13- ' 14; Tennis Club, ' 13- " 14: Manager Basket- Ball Team, ' 13- ' 14; Captain Fire Brigade, ' 13- ' 14; Critic P. L. S.. ' 13- ' 14; Hockey Club, " 13- " 14. " T licit is as well said as if I had said it myself. " H : t ATf " . r ESSIE ROBERTS BD, M. L. S. Fairburn, Georgia Vice-President of Class, ' 11; Member Social Committee Y. W. C. A., ' 11- ' 12; Mem- ber Basket-Bali Team, ' 12- ' 13, ' 13-14; Presi- dent of Class, ' 13; Lieutenant of Fire Brigade, ' 12- ' 13; Vice-President M. L. S., ' 13; Censor M. L. S., ' 14; Head of Swimming Depart- ment Athletic Association, T3-T4. " Woman ' s at best a contradiction still. " C ? Th. ' , MARTHA ROGERS M. L. S. Atlanta, Georgia Class President, ' 12; Marshal of Student Government, ' 12- ' 13 ; Tennis Club ; Chairman of Arrangement Committee for Junior Ban- quet; Treasurer M. L. S., ' 13 (Spring); General Substitute for Senior Basket-Bali Team. ' 13- ' 14; President M. L. S.. ' 13 (Fall); Glee Club, ' 14. " To beguile many and be beguiled by one. " 125 C 1 MARGUERITE WELLS M. L. S. Augusta, Georgia Corresponding Secretary M. L. S., ' 10- ' ll; Glee Club, ' 11- ' 12; Assistant Secretary Y. W. C. A., ' 11- ' 12; Program Committee M. L. S., ' 11- ' 12; Class Secretary, ' 12- ' 13; Executive Committee, ' 11- ' 12; Tennis Club, ' 11- ' 12; Delegate to Y. W. C. A. Convention, Black Mountain, N. C, ' 12; Basket-Bail Team, ' 12- ' 13; Glee Club, ' 12- ' 13 ; Devotional Committee Y. VV. C. A., 12- ' 13; Local Editor Y. W. C. A., ' 12- ' 13; Tennis Championship Doubles, ' 13; Chairman Devotional Committee Y. W. C. A., ' 13- ' 14; Executive Committe, ' 13-T4; Basket-Bali Team, ' 13- ' 14; Glee Club, ' 13- ' 14; Secretary M. L. S., ' 13- ' 14; Intersociety Arbitration Committee, ' 13- ' 14; Class Prophet, ' 13- ' 14; Alternate Intercollegiate Debate, ' 13- ' 14. " In books, or work, or healthful play. " ' - - EV - - - -.— - w- - ■ To the Class of 1914 In the misty haze of the vanished time. In the first of our college years, All aghast we stood as the days rolled by, Bringing worry, and care, and fears. Yet we bravely toiled, and we struggled on, Though all paths only seemed a maze ; And our Freshman minds quite bewildered were, By the labors of college days. Yet we came to see, as the time passed by, All the pleasures along the road ; And our hearts were glad, while our growing strength Ever lightened the daily load. So we felt our powers, and our eager minds Longed to merit unmeasured praise, And as Soph ' mores grew happy, brave, and strong, Through the vic ' tries of college days. Loyal Juniors then, fast we hurried on, And the path ever grew more fair ; For, as comrades true, deeper friendships came, Welded, strengthened beyond compare ; While the longed-for goal e ' er inspired our hearts, As we saw it thru golden haze. And we all rejoiced in deep thankfulness For the gladness of college days. To our Senior band, through the years have come Wondrous visions of things afar ; Of the world that lies past our campus bounds, Of the gates standing just ajar. So we hear the call, see the outstretched hands, As we stand at the parting ways, And our power to give, and to help, and love, Is the glory of college days. Charlotte Jackson, ' 14. - " s m % r C ! Our College World 1910-11 CCOMPANIED by loving relatives, we made our debut as Freshmen of Agnes Scott College, a little timid, a trifle confused, but inwardly courageous because of certain boxes of candy and train letters which our friends at home had bestowed on us. Certainly we tried to behave as befitting our low station in college, but we were treated so kindly, and were made to feel so at home, that we never felt very humble. By the time we were comfortably (?) settled in Math I and History I, and learned that the book store was in the Main Building, and almost knew which building was which, rushing began. High School Commencement gowns were much in evidence, for there were parties and still parties, and what a glorious feeling it was when the old girls, even the Seniors, clustered around us: " Won ' t you go to the Propylean prom with me? " " Do let me have a date for the Mnemosynean automobile party. " " Can ' t you go to town with me? " " How about a little feast in my room at nine? " We all know the result of that gloriously thrilling Pledge Day. when, excited to the point of trembling voices and cold hands, we pledged ourselves to the society we chose to love and uphold. It was good for us that the Freshman-Sophomore " fight " crashed down just then, for with it came the first glimmer of class spirit and independence. It brought leaders to the front; it showed us what we could do. Meanwhile, we were receiving sympathetic letters : " Try not to be too homesick. Remember Christmas is coming, and do your best. " Of course, we longed for home, but there was so much to do, so many things to see in this wonderful, new place, we had no time to lose in tears. It took us that year to learn to economize the minutes, to get system into note-taking, to make Hydrogen without blowing our flasks ceiling high — oh! there are a thousand things for a Freshman brain. That is why I call the first year the Period of Preparation. 128 , ; ■■ " . - . -- ■■ -x - " . - •!. ' . — ' IJL ' ' J JL d JL Jt M d II 1911-12 What a joy to return to college in the crisp, fall weather! How fine to see old friends, to know there are others newer than yourself ! It was bliss to " rush, " to plan parties, to be the one to torment the Freshmen. Such a happy, important time ! The class was a little changed from the former year. Some had dropped out, others had come in ; we regretted the old and rejoiced in the new. How steadily we took voluminous notes in English II : how happily we avoided and thwarted the Freshman plans for interfering with our party to the Seniors ! Do you girls remember that basket-ball series when we were so loval in crimson sweaters and with our new class pennants? Fine, wasn ' t it? Then spring came, and spring at Agnes Scott is alluring in its very love- liness. On some of those nights, when the breeze was soft and fragrant with wistaria, when the moon was silvering towers and roofs, we sang our college song, and with the new life of springtime came new love and joy for our alma mater. We were slowly learning, finding our places. Some realized that their activities would be in Y. W. C. A. work ; others took their places on the Executive Committee of Student Government: a portion went in for athletics ; some acted well ; others sang on the Glee Club, and so passed the period of Sophomoric Self-consciousness. Ill 1912-13 A Junior ' s position is a bit queer. No one takes care of her, as if she were a Freshman ; she lacks the feelings of a Sophomore, as she is beginning to realize how ignorant and imperfect she is ; the Senior Class usurps most of the interest and respect, so the Junior is a go-between, rejoicing in her position as an upper-classman, yet with an humble pleasure, and a longing for " next year. " Her place is one of inconspicuous usefulness. She is helping everywhere ; she is going deeper into her chosen course ; she is near enough to the end to listen seriously when speakers in chapel urge 129 silhouett: « good work because of " fleeting opportunities. " Thus, we lived our Junior year, taking a lively interest in everything, enjoying the attractions in the city and the instructive trips connected with our work, charmed to do the entertaining which fell to our lot, doing, or attempting to do, our duty as we saw it. Commencement had more than its usual joy that year ; twelve months more and it would be our own. Thus we parted, determined to meet in Sep- tember, and gladly and hopefully we left behind us the Period of Realiza- tion of Responsibility. IV 1913-14 We have yet to find what is happier than the life of a Senior. After three years of " traveling hopefully " it is pleasant " to arrive. " Vanity, which lurks in dark corners, is pleased at being addressed as " Miss " by under-class- men, at the courtesies they offer her, courtesies which we, during the said three years, have consistently tried to give where they were due. We look back on our failures and on our successes, on our joys and on our sorrows (for college is the world in miniature, and contains both) : we remember the obstacles some have overcome, the honors others have won, the difficulties, more or less great, all have worked against, and, remember- ing them, we are so thankful to be together for this last year. Will Commencement morning equal the thrill of Investiture Service, when, as the black-gowned processional wound across the campus into the chapel, heralded by the majestic organ peal, one girl whispered: " Tell me if it is I, or am I dreaming? " We have tried to make the most of this year in every way — all will, at least, agree that we have faithfully used every " Senior privilege. " We have grasped at every advantage — musical, educational, or theatrical — " We must go to this, it may be our last chance. " The work has been difficult, and it is our last opportunity to study here, therefore, we are working as well as play- ing. But, most of all, the year has meant a wealth of friendship. " Nor time nor chance can e ' er avail To break the friendships formed at Yale. " 130 ... :• qit HOT P ' T ' TF ....... .. ' VJ « . « ' jL Jt JL J - Only the initiated realize how » iu7; college friendships can mean. When you have lived on terms of intimacy with so many girls for four years, when you have seen them develop from little girls with huge bows on their hair, to young women of grace and sweetness, when you have loved them more every year, it means something to face separation, perhaps for always, and from what we have just learned, some of the paths will soon diverge widely. We are, as well, proud of the faculty members of our class, glad that such men and women represent us and are our friends. The greater part of the history of the Class of 1914 is probably yet to be told. The happiest wish to be made for them is that their lives may be as full of joyous work and recreation as has been ours at Agnes Scott, and, furthermore, that they may be as faithful and splendid examples to others as others have been to us. A life guided by the ideals that rule here will do much in the world. And so ends the Period of Farewells. T. C. C. 131 • Senior Class Song Seniors, who to college came, Seeking here to win a name Bringing alma mater fame ; Praise to A. S. C. Ye whose hearts were beating light : Ye whose hopes were fair and bright, See, the goal now comes in sight — Your desired degree ! What if in the vanished years Days were often dark with fears, Nights were sad and full of tears, Doubting victory? Freshman troubles now are past, Soph ' more worries gone at last. Junior cares went fleeting fast, Here at A. S. C. Thoughts, forever dear to you, Passing pleasures, daily new, Friends and comrades, loyal, true, Live in memory. Tasks accomplished, work well done, Honest striving, triumph won, Greater plans, just now begun, Here at A. S. C. Seniors, fast the moments fly, See, the end is drawing nigh, College life will soon pass by. Bringing your A. B. Though beyond new pleasures lure, Make this record firm and sure. That it may forever endure. Here at A. S. C. Charlotte Jackson, ' 14. • ; TpnrnrR ■ l Jt, A AJLy v«? - -,..J JL JL A jL„y Scenes From the Lives of Twenty-Three Famous Americans Wonderful Success Achieved by Twenty-Three Graduates of Agnes Scott ADMISSION ONE DIME, 10 CENTS SLIDE I. — Theodosia marries in America ' s nobility. Scene I. Beautifully decorated interior of church. Lovely bride on arm of father. Proceeds clown aisle. Meets tall, handsome groom at altar. Wedding ceremony. Scene II. Three years later. President of railroad and lovely wife. Beautiful private car. Traveling west. Former western friend rushes on train to greet them. SLIDE II. — Sarah in Cliicago. Scene I. Private office of Head of English Department at University of Chicago. Sarah dictating to secretaries. Scene II. Romance versus Career. Newspaper clipping from Chicago Tribune: Wedding Notice — To-day, at high noon, Miss Hansell, who has achieved great distinction in the English Department of the University, will wed Dr. Smith, B. A., M. A., Ph. D., Head of the Philosophy Department. SLIDE III.— Mary Brown in Polities. Scene I. Mary addresses vast audience in auditorium. Advises " cleaning up " politics and woman suffrage. Women wave hand- kerchiefs and men cheer. Scene II. Wonderful parade celebrates the election of the first woman mayor of Little Rock, Arkansas. SLIDE IV. — Louise ' s love affair reaches climax in beautiful wedding. Scene I. Attractively decorated rooms. Beautiful blonde bride. Handsome brunette groom. Six bridesmaids. Color scheme of purple and white. Rush to station. Showered with rice as they enter train bound for northern points. .. , S...:„C " JETTE SLIDE V. — Bertha in her splendid Preparatory School for Agnes Scott Coeducational College. Scene I. Lovely grounds. Immense brick building. Wonderful paintings on walls of interior. Bertha working difficult Math problem on blackboard. J . v 7 SLIDE VI — Essie deserts the M. H. C. Scene I. Bridge luncheon. Attractive group of young women. Essie announces her engagement to a prominent banker in Atlanta. Great excitement. Says she will continue her work as president of the Civics Reform Society. SLIDE VII. — Martha, an ideal wife of a successful physician. Scene I. Laboratory of a " n bbje " doctor in New York. Man per- forming difficult experiment. Attractive wife near-by, making out a list of diets. SLIDE VIII. — Mary ' s and Zollic ' s School of Fine Arts in Commerce. Scene I. Mary instructing pupils in most recent aesthetic dances. Marvelous grace depicted in every movement. Scene II. Zollie giving a Voice Recital. Wonderful rendering of " Aria " from Traviata, and trio of Bach songs. Audience over- come ! SLIDE IX. — Ruth Blue ' s success at Columbia. New York Journal, June 3, 1915. Graduating exercises take place at Teachers ' College. Remarkable record attained by Miss Blue, a former graduate of Agnes Scott. Receives her M. A., and has Litt. D. conferred on her. . JSfew York Journal, June 5, 1915. Public startled to learn of disappear- ance of -Mjss Blue.. Eloped with Y. M. C. A. Secretary. Leaves r note saying she preferred the happiness of married life to all scholastic honors. SLIDE X. — A Florida Scene. " Attractive living-room of bungalow. Linda looking anxiously out of window. Suddenly rushes to door. Man enters. Takes her in his s arms. 134 1 I IV HP SLIDE XI. —Kathleen ' s Wonderful Ascension. Aviation held. Throngs of people. Kathleen appears. People make way for her. Enters aeroplane. Machine ascends. Crowds cheer madly. SLIDE XII. — Helen attains her heart ' s desire. Scene I. Schoolroom. Attractive French teacher at desk. Stack of notebooks. Swamped with work. Desperate. Snatches up news- paper. Answers marriage advertisement. Scene II. Station in Chattanooga. Train comes in. Prettv woman rushes up. Tall, good-looking man gets off train. Helen advances to meet him. Both look satisfied. Go off happily together. SLIDE XIII.— Florence Brinkley, Reporter. Busy newspaper office. Telephone rings. Editor answers. Excited gestures and conversation. Summons only woman reporter. Speaks briefly. She nods understandingly. Goes out. SLIDE XIV. — Neivspaper men interviewing Lott. Famous star strong in denunciation of hermit ' s life. Announces engage- ment to J. M. Barrie. Jr. ; will be leading lady next vear in his new play, " The Coquette. " SLIDE X J ' .—Charlotte on a Concert Tour. Scene I. Crowded auditorium. Spellbound attention. Charlotte per- forming on piano. Storm of applause. Beautiful flowers presented. Scene II. Church in Tuscumbia. Filled with flowers and people. Charlotte, a bride, stunning in wonderful, imported gown. Digni- fied, elderly groom. V ■ J). 1 1 I -. fy . SLIDE XJ ' I. — Annie, the authoress. Annie, author of " In the Den of Thieves. " receiving recognition of White House. Beautiful reception given her by President. People crowd around to be introduced. 135 SILI SLIDE XVII. — Representative Ethel McConnell makes stirring speech be- fore Georgia Legislature against Child Labor. Only woman on platform. Introduced as speaker by Governor Slaton. Men enthusiastic over stirring address. Unanimously elect her inspector of cotton mills. SLIDE XI ' III. —A Ball in Dublin. Ballroom of country club. Beautifully dressed women. Ruth, most popular debutante, surrounded by admirers. Tall, athletic fellow leads her to conservatory. Come out smiling happily. SLIDE XIX. — Nell as successor to Madame Homer. Metropolitan Opera House. Vast audience. Curtain rises. Wonderful Egyptian scene. Nell appears as " Aida. " Enthusiastic reception. Curtain calls. Quantities of flowers. SLIDE XX. — Annie Tait. a second Sherlock Holmes. Trim little woman walking hurriedly. Enters tall office building. Goes to door with " A. T. Jenkins, Detective " inscribed. Roomful of people waiting. Enters private office with weeping young girl. SLIDE XXI. — Mildred wins an auto race. Packed grandstand. Race track. Machines enter. Contest begins. Barney Oldfield leads. Mildred close — dashes ahead — wins by ten seconds. SLIDE XXII — Marguerite as a cubist. Studio in New York. Model in one corner of room. Artist before easel, swathed in art apron, palette and brushes in hand. Peculiar- looking picture entitled, " Things Are Not What They Seem. " Society lady comes in- — admires picture — hands out check for $10,000. THESE SLIDES HAVE BEEN PASSED AND APPROVED BY THE AGNES SCOTT BOARD OF CENSORSHIP 136 v:; " ' ■ ■ " " s ' ::■ ■ " , Last Will and Testament of the Class of 1914 E, the undersigned members of the Class of 1914. having stood the test of years, and yet being of sane mind, do hereby bequeath, in the following order, our respective gifts and personal attractions to the Class of 1915, hoping that they may win in the year to come the same glory and renown which has crowned our brilliant career. Art. I. We do hereby renounce any and all wills and testaments made heretofore. Art. II. Bertha Matheson Adams hereby bequeaths her ability to paint to Grace Reid. Art. III. Lottie May Blair hands down to Lucy Naive her success- ful career on the stage, and to Annis Kelley her black dress with the red tie. Art. IV. Ruth Graham Blue wills her numerous proposals and high position in society to Ninuzza Seymour and to Jessie Ham. Art. V. Helen Brown wills her calm, gentle manner and her won- derful self-control to Lula Maddox. Art. VI. Mary Brown wills her successful administration over In- man Hall to Henrietta Lambdin. Art. VII. Nelle Clarke bequeaths her financial ability to Sallie Carrere, and her freedom from restrictions to Marion Black. Art. VIII. Theodosia Catherine Cobbs, otherwise " Ted, " wills her sentimental nature to Katherine Parker, and her curly hair and peach- blossom complexion to Frances Kell. Art. IX. Sarah Glover Hansell wills her literary powers and her re- markable punctuality at meals to Mary Bryan. Art. X. Ruth Guyton Hicks hands down to Mary Hamilton her effusiveness. 137 .JLv J ,.., ' JU A JL JL. ..- Art. XI. Mildred Steed Holmes bequeaths to Sallie Mae King her conversational ability, with the hope that she will use it as she herself has clone. Art. XII. Charlotte Bernard Jackson hands clown to Mary Helen Schneider her tendency to loaf. Art. XIII. Annie Tait Jenkins hands down to Frances West her gentle speech and discreet mien. Art. XIV. Kathleen Kennedy hereby wills her frequent " flunks " to Grace Goehegan. Art. XV. Linda McLendon Miller bequeaths her " earnest " thoughts of the future to Ruth Cofer, hoping that she may profit by them during the " summer. " Art. XVI. Zollie McArthur wills her best love, which is her love of repose, to Gertrude Briesnick. Art. XVII. Ethel Jean McConnell hands clown to Mary Kelley her originality and her " remarkable " bonehead. Art. XVIII. Louise McNulty bequeaths to Beverley Anderson her lyric, coloratura, soprano voice, and to Grace Harris her beloved magic curlers. Art. XIX. Anne Eliza McLarty bequeaths to Kate Richardson her winning ways, hoping that they may gain for Kate the popularity that she has enjoyed. Art. XX. Mary Ida Pittard wills her susceptibility to young, dark- haired members of the faculty, to Mary Hyer. Art. XXI. Essie Thelma Roberts wills to Margaret Anderson her middy suit, knowing that Margaret ' s will not last her through the hard days of a Senior ' s life. Art. XXII. Martha Lillian Rogers wills her athletic ability and basket-ball " aspirations " to Cherry Bomer. Art. XXIII. Harriett Marguerite Wells hands down to Martha Brenner her frequent tennis dates with the faculty. Signed, sealed, and witnessed, this, the twenty-seventh day of May, in the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and fourteen. Louise McNulty, Class Testator. The Mock Turtle ' s Story Chapter IV They had not gone far before they saw the Mock Turtle in the dis- tance, sitting sad and lonely, and Alice could hear it sighing as though its heart would break. " What is her sorrow? " she asked the Club Queen. " Come on, she ' ll tell you, " answered the Queen. " So they went up to the Mock Turtle, who looked at them with eyes full of tears. " I ' ll tell her, " agreed the Mock Turtle when the Club Queen had ex- — r=- plained their mission, " if you don ' t say a word until I ' ve finished. " I once was a regular turtle. " said she in a hollow voice. The Club Queen looked sympa- thetic, and Alice sat and waited for many minutes before the Turtle ceased sobbing. " When I was young I went to school to an old Porpoise, " she continued. " Why Porpoise? " asked Alice. " With a ' poipose, ' " snapped the Club Queen. " Go on. " " I took all the regular course — Reeling, Writhing, Languid, and the branches of Arithmetic, Ambition. Distraction, Uglification, and Derision. " " How funny, " broke in Alice, but checked herself at the woeful ex- pression on the Mock Turtle ' s face. She seemed unable to proceed. " And after you came here, " prompted the Club Queen, applying her handkerchief. " I have been irregular ever since, " finished the Mock Turtle, dissolving in tears. Continued on payc 142. 139 Irregulars Lidie Minter, President Lidie Minter Beverley Anderson Jean Ashcraft Marion Black Mary Bryan Elizabeth Bulgin Sallie Carrere Lorinda Farley Mary Hamilton Genevieve Heaton Rosa Hill Louise Hucheson Emma Jones Maude Lott Mabel Meek Ethel McKay Isabel Norwood Almedia Sadler Ninuzza Seymour Edna Taylor Mynelle Blue Elizabeth Bogle corinne briggs Omah Buchanan Gladys Camp Florence Day Mary Ferguson Allene Guthman Vivien Hart Willie Belle Jackson Claudia Lowenheim Louise McGuire Elizabeth McDowell Edith Roberson Esther Rogers Hallie Smith Mamie Strickland Elizabeth Taylor Ruth Waddell Julia Anderson Martha Andrew Anne Barker Debra Block Rachel Brock Dorothy Brown Lucy Irwin Caldwell Sarah Conyers Ailsie Cross Lilly Currell Willie Duncan Lena Dyer Florence Ellis Elizabeth Evans Annie Flake Eva Futch Euphemia Ganson Annie May Glenn Irma Gregory Florence Gresham Elsie Hendley Helen Hood Mary Lewis Holt Louise Hooper Faith Johnson Elizabeth Kinnear Clara Miller Claude Martin Josephine Mayer Edith Meek Gladys McKinnon Ora Nichols Margaret Phillips Emma Porter Pope Frances Pugh Georgia Riley Virginia Reed Elizabeth Ring Ethel Smith Elizabeth Smith Ernestine Theis Sallie May Tillman Lillian White Ruth Wilder Lucille Williams Eva Maie Willingham Alice Zachery Margaret Brown May Treadwell Martha Bishop Jessie Eames GRADUATE Emma Pope Moss 140 t r Lr " TTTP N » JL 1 i.JL Oll A .sn,„ x. l.j JL A JL THE MOCK TURTLE ' S STORY Continued from page 139. " She means by that that she doesn ' t take what the rest of us do, " ex- plained the Club Queen, " Mystery, Letterature, Sighology, Skyology, and the like. " " I only take Musing, Swinging, and Drawling, " sighed the Mock Turtle, regaining her breath. " How man}- hours is that? " asked Alice. " Fifteen the first, fourteen the second, and so on, " substituted the Club Queen. " Then you ' re through in fifteen years, " guessed Alice. " Yes, that ' s why they ' re called ' lessons, ' " said the Club Queen. " Let ' s tell her something about the fun now. " " There are chasing-fish parties, " said the Mock Turtle, drawing her ilapper over her eyes; " we call them spreads. " " Where are the} ' spread? " inquired Alice. " On the bedspread, stupid, " said the Club Queen. " There are sar- dines and oysters, and you chase around to some one ' s room and help your- self. " " We could illustrate for you, " suggested the Mock Turtle, " or would you rather have us sing for you? " " Oh, please sing, if you would be so kind, " replied Alice so eagerly that they both seemed pleased ; and while the Mock Turtle sighed deeply they sang this song : " Beautiful soup, so full of beans, Waiting in the hot tureens, Who for such dainties would not stoop? Soup of the noonday, beautiful soup, Beau-ootiful sou-oop, Beau-ootiful sou-oop, Sou-oop of the noo-oo-oonday, Beautiful, beautiful soup. " Just as they began to sing the second verse there was a cry of " The trial ' s beginning! " The Club Queen grabbed Alice by the hand and hurried off, leaving the Mock Turtle singing, " Beau-ootiful sou-o-o-p. " • xr •sr-%. Sigma Delta Phi MEMBERS Ruth Graham Blue, ' 14 Union Springs, Ala. Mvxelle Blue, ' 15 Union Springs, Ala. Gladys Garland Camp, ' 16 Lynchburg, Ya. Laurie Legare Caldwell. ' 17 Greensboro, Ga. Agnes Scott Doxaldsox. ' 17 .-... Colorado Springs, Col. Eva Mae Futch, ' 17 Gainesville, Fla. Anne Graham Kyle, ' 17 Lynchburg, Va. Elizabeth Alexander Kixxear, ' 17 Lexington, Va. Henrietta Kemp Lambdix, ' 15 Barnesville. Ga. Axxie Lee. ' 17 Birmingham, Ala. Dorothy Marguerite Mustix, ' 16 Augusta, Ga. Mary Spottswood Payne, ' 17 Lynchburg, Va. Elizabeth YVillett, ' 16 Anniston, Ala. Lula Woods White, ' 15 Atlanta, Ga. 144 Bull Dog Club (Established 1905) CLASS OF 1914 Sarah Glover Hansell Zollie McArthur Louise Baxter McNulty Essie T helm a Roberts CLASS OF 1915 Beverley Doswell Anderson Ninuzza Seymour Ethel McKay Edna Taylor Kate Lumpkin Richardson Elizabeth Stirling Walker class OF 1916 Elizabeth Hardwick Burke Willie Belle Jackson Eloise Gastox Gay ' Julie Randolph MacIxtyre Evelyn Burwell Goode Louise Hunt Oberley Katherixe Fulkerson Hay Eva Simpson " Powers Louise Waller Wilson CLASS OF 1917 Elizabeth Evans Sarah Gower Conyers Alice Thornhill Fleming Lilly Preston Currell Mildred Humphrey Hall Katherixe Lea DuBose Sallie May Tillman in faculty Mrs. Lewis Johnson " " " : " ' " " Oberley McArthur W. B. Jackson Hansell Conyers Seymour MacIntyre Goode Hay DuBose Wilson - • ' . ■ ■■ % u Powers Gay Burke Cuekell McNulty Tillman Hall Anderson Roberts Fleming MEMBERS Virginia Allen - Greenville. S. C. Margaret Anderson Winston-Salem, N. C. Marion Black Montgomery. Ala. Corinne Briggs Atlanta, Ga. Lex a Dyer Paris. Texas. Besste Foster Birmingham. Ala. Mary Hamilton Lexington, Va. Vivien Hart Blissville, Ark. Maryellen Harvey Montgomery, Ala. Ray Harvison Junction City, Ark. Rosa Hill - Greenville, S. C. Jos ie Jones Valdosta. Ga. Isabel Norwood Montgomery, Ala.- Jan IE Rogers Gainesville. Ala. Almetha Sadler Sheffield, Ala. Mary Helen Schneider Chattanooga, Tenn. Frances Thatcher Chattanooga. Tenn. Ernestine Theis Tennille, Ga. Alice Weatherly Anniston. Ala. Mary West Valdosta. Ga. 152 tennis auB et ioeutadie Detain BEAMTINNEN Helen Brown Prasidentiu Genevieve Heaton Vise-Prasidentin Ray Harvison .Sekretarin ' Katharine Lindamood Schatzmeisterin Mynelle Blue Musikdirektorin Grace Harris Begleiterin 15G Alliance Francaise OFFICERS LINDA M. MILLER President GRACE HARRIS : Vice-President MARY HELEX SCHNEIDER Secretary LOUISE WILSON Treasurer advisory committee Ruth Cofer Janet Victor Frances Thatcher 157 Glee Club MRS. L. H. JOHNSON Director CHARLOTTE JACKSON Accompanist first sopranos Isabel Norwood Essie Roberts Clara Whips Ruth Hicks Rosa Hill Ernestine Theis second sopranos Sallie Mae Tillman Katherine Lindamood Marguerite Wells Dorothy Brown Gladys Camp Lysbeth Pendleton Florence Day Jean Ashcraft FIRST ALTOS second altos Ora Glenn Almedia Sadler Mary Bryan Nell Clarke 158 W? i mmm mm i % i s North Georgia Club " Glory, Glory to Old Georgia, As We Go Marching On ! " Motto : The red old hills of Georgia, My heart is in them now. Flower : Pink Rhododendron Colors : Pink and White OFFICERS ESSIE ROBERTS President HENRIETTA LAMBDIN Vice-President MARTHA ROGERS Secretary Louise Ash Lillian Anderson Martha Brenner Annie Pope Bryan Laurie Caldwell Grace Coffin Nell Clarke Martha Dennison Isabel Dew Katherine DuBose MEMBERS Florence Ellis Eloise Gay Florence Gresham Jane Harwell Augusta Hedges Annie Lee Jackson Mary Kelly Dorothy Mustin Anne McClure Elizabeth McDowell Margaret Phillips Margaret Pruden Mary Pittard Grace Reid Virginia Scott Frances White Marguerite Wells Frances West Lillian White Georgiana White „•£, SOUTH GEORGIA CSAL tBLb OFFICERS ZOLLIE McARTHUR President GERTRUDE BRIESNICK Secretary and Treasurer MEMBERS Louise McNulty Maud Lott Sarah Hansell Josie Jones Corinne Briggs Mary Yeomans Lorine Carter Elizabeth Burke Louise Oberley Mary Ferguson Augusta Skeen Ruth Nisbet Martha Andrew Ernestine Theis Elizabeth DeWald lfiO J W(w Alabama Passengers MISS LEWIS Official Chaperon THEODOSIA COBBS Manager of Expeditions (FIRST CLASS!) Bertha Adams Pine Apple Gjertrude Amundsen Mobile Mary Lee Askew La Fayette Martha Bishop Sheffield Marion Black Montgomery Ruth Blue Union Springs Mynelle Blue Union Springs Lucile Boyd Hartford Mary Bryan Birmingham Pauline Byrd Enterprise Theodosia Cobbs Mobile Edna Cohen Montgomery Willie Duncan Eutaw Lorinda Farley Madison Bessie Foster Birmingham Gladys Gaines Spring Hill Grace Geohegan Birmingham Jessie Ham Elba Grace Harris Mobile Maryellen Harvey Montgomery Louise Hooper Selma Charlotte Jackson Tuscumbia Annie Lee Birmingham Sue McEachern Brundidge Lula Maddox Birmingham Claude Martin Clayton Lidie Minter Tyler Isabel Norwood Montgomery Emma Porter Pope Mobile Eva Powers Anniston Helen Robison La Fayette Janie Rogers Gainesville Almedia Sadler Sheffield Ninuzza Seymour Montgomery Maryellen Stanley La Fayette Pearle Waters Brundidge Alice Weatherley Anniston Madge Weatherley Slocomb Clara Whips Gadsden Vallie Young White Birmingham Elizabeth Willett Anniston Mary Virginia Yancey Tuskegee Miss Louise Lewis Tuscaloosa Tennessee Club MARGARET BROWN President LUCY NAIVE Secretary and Treasurer MEMBERS Elizabeth Bogle Elizabeth Gregory Lucy Naive Frances Thatcher Margaret M. Brown Sallie May King Emma Jones Elizabeth Ring Helen Allison Mary Helen Schneider Helen M. Brown Kathleen Kennedy Ora Nichols HONORARY MEMBERS Dr. Gaines Miss Hays Miss McCallie Mr. Stukes Miss Preston Miss Jennie Smith 162 TAR. HEEL CLUB " I ' m a Tar Heel born and a Tar Heel bred. And when I die I ' ll be a Tar Heel dead. " MEMBERS Margaret Anderson Winston-Salem Jean Ashcraft Monroe Lottie May Blair Monroe Elizabeth Bulgin Franklin Ora M. Glenn Gastonia Mahota Horn Franklin Louise McGuire Franklin Mildred McGuire Franklin Esther Rogers . ' . Franklin Martha Ross Morganton Maude Shute Monroe Hallie Smith Elkin Elizabeth Taylor Asheville Fanny Thomas Sanford 163 THE S.: :ET1 ■ j . -- i? 31 %V «LP |B J S HHL ! - ▼ f 7. | WT " Sa u Sr 1 Ps J ■ • ' B I - t s V 1 ' .-■ ' , ' f M i ... gear ' ' - Mississippi Club MEMBERS Leuixa Phillips Anna Sykes Irene Havis Myrtis Burnett Cherry Bomer Charlotte Hammond Martha Dennison Katherine Lindamood Annie Tait Jenkins Mildred Hall Grace Lawrence Helen Shell Frances Kell 164 $te ms pcsjwi- %a M? r •! ii ,: ' ,;..;..£ MEMBERS Mary Brown Vivien Hart Alma Buchanan Edith Meek Omah Buchanan Mabel Meek Ray Harvison Frances Pugh Virginia Reed Helen Watts Ruth Wilder HiG Ly Virginia Club EVELYN GOODE President MARY HAMILTON Secretary and Treasurer Beverley Anderson Lilly Currell Alice Fleming Evelyn Goode Helen Hughes Elizabeth Kinnear Gladys Camp Ailsie Cross Elziabeth Gammon Mary Hamilton India Hunt Anne Kyle Mar ' Neff Mary Spottswood Payne Louise Wilson HONORARY MEMBERS Miss Hopkins Miss McKinney Mrs. Gaines Dr. Armistead Dr. Olivier 167 ' . . ..£ SIL. .C JETT Texas Club LENA DYER President MEMBERS Lucy Irvine Caldwell Georgia Hew son Willie Belle Jackson Ellen Ramsay 168 " 5f T ' =, ' v. , IRE BRICRDE OFFICERS CAPTAINS FRANCES KELL Agnes Scott Hall BEVERLEY ANDERSON Rebekah Scott Hall NELL CLARKE Inman Hall 169 - " ' — s. .■£■■ " " . The Knave Steals Hearts Chapter V The Queen and King were seated on their throne when they arrived, and a great crowd was assembled. The Knave was standing in chains before them, and the White Rabbit, as Marshal, carried a scroll of parchment in her hand. The twelve jurors were all busily writing on slates, though the trial hadn ' t begun. " What are they doing? " Alice asked. The King put on his spectacles and looked around anxiously. " They ' re writing down the sentences before they forget them, " whispered the Club Queen. " Stupid things, " said Alice right loudly. " Off with her head, " shouted the Queen. " Nonsense, " said Alice, " you ' re always saying that. " " She has a faculty for that, you know, " drawled a voice, and Alice noted that the Caterpillar was sitting behind the juror ' s box consuming cheese and crackers, to the discomfort of the jury. 170 ««« ' . --N v - - • ....... " Oli! has she.- ' " asked Alice, looking innocently around. " Where is it? " The Queen, who had been listening to the conversation, called out : " The King is, Stupid, " and all the jurors wrote down. " The King is stupid, " " which might be interpreted two ways, " thought Alice. The King smiled rather nervously at this, but all lie did was to adjust his crown over his wig and call : " Marshal, read the accusation. " The White Rabbit rapped three times on the table, unrolled the parch- ment, and read : " The knave of tarts, she stole some hearts. All on a winter ' s day . " And then the Queen broke in : " You ' re just murdering time, " she called. " Consider your verdict. " " Not yet, not yet, " the Rabbit hastily interrupted. " There ' s a great deal to come before that. " " Call the first witness, " said the King, and the White Rabbit unrolled the parchment and called : " First witness. " It was the Hatteress. She came in with the water pitcher in her hand, the Dormouse and the March Hare following. " Take off your hat, " commanded the King. " It ' s not mine, " said the Hatteress. " Stolen, " announced the King, looking at the jury. " No, I borrowed it, " explained the Hatteress, " from the — Knave. " Here the Knave looked uneasy, and the Queen said to the jury : " That ' s very important, put it down. " The jury fell to writing, but some of them were writing, " important, " and some " unimportant, " " which is rather confusing, " thought Alice. " Give your evidence or I ' ll have you executed, " said the Queen. " I ' m only a poor girl, your majesty, " whispered the Hatteress, " and it began with you. " " It begins with ' i ' , not ' u ' , " corrected the King. " Those that can ' t spell never get through. " " And after that the Knave and the March Hare denied the whole case. " At this the March Hare was seen to hastily leave the room. Continued on page . - V " As Others See Us " t ' You are wise, O professor, " the maiden said, " In fact, you ' re exceedingly bright; Your fame it has come even down to this State, Pray, what is your greatest delight? " ' In Virginia, O maiden, " the young doctor said, " I learned every planet and star. But, although such things please me, the fair sex does too. Hence I travel both near and both far. " Tis the voice of a teacher, he says loud and clear : ' Oh, say, tell me truly just how I appear. " Well, he ' s bright, young, and merry ; you guess him I know For his band of admirers continues to grow. Through her we know our college course Is ever made more bright ; She helps the new girls every year To start their work aright. And after they have entered in, And Freshman woes are past. Through Soph ' more, Junior, Senior years She helps them to the last. 172 TL : li ii - ' All through our golden college days How happily we glide ! Although our boats, so small, su new. By skilless hands are plied, Except when to our help she comes, Friend, counselor, and guide, While with her gentle sympathy She brightens all our way. And knows our needs, the hopes, the fears, Which come from day to day. She ever speeds us to the goal, Which beckons far awav. What matters it how far you go, you really could not find A person who could equal him, so patient, thoughtful, kind. By every one, from Seniors down, he e ' er beloved must be. Although, ' tis true. 1 say to you, you ' d better come and see. Will you, won ' t you. will you. won ' t you, will you come and see? Will you. won ' t you, will you, won ' t you, won ' t you come and see? 173 THE KNAVE STEALS HEARTS Continued from page i i. " Restrict that March Hare, " shouted the Queen. " Fetch her back. " " I ' ll get her, " said the Hatteress, leaving the room on a run, and drop- ping her watch as she left the room. " Call the next witness, " said the King, with an air of great relief. " Really, my dear, " to the Queen, " you must examine this witness. " To Alice ' s great surprise the White Rabbit called, " Alice ! " in a loud voice, and unrolled the parchment. " Please, your majesty, this seems to be a very important piece of evi- dence, " he announced, as Alice stumbled forward, upsetting the jury box as she did so. " What ' s on the scroll? " asked the Queen. " It seems to be a letter written from her, " nodding at Alice, " to her, " pointing at the Knave. " Nonsense, " cried Alice. " Read it, " commanded the Queen, staring at Alice. These were the verses the Rabbit read : " He told me I had been to you, And mentioned, too, her ring; She said I had a good excuse, But said I could not sing. My notion is that you had seen, Before she had this fit, That such a thing would come between Him, and ourselves, and it. " " My notion is, this is the most important evidence we ' ve had, " said the Queen decidedly. " You can ' t sing, can you? " she asked Alice. Alice shook her head. " Nothing could be clearer than that, " went on the Queen. " Did you ever have a fit? " she asked the Knave. " Once, " muttered the Knave. " It was at Chamberlain ' s ; the suit was red. " 174 S 1 1 H OT T P T TF ! I " Where was it read? " asked the Queen, looking around with a smile. " It ' s a pun, " she added in an angry voice, and every one laughed. The Dor- mouse awoke and cackled so loud that she was suppressed. " Now, let the jury deliver the sentence, " said the Queen. " Stuff and nonsense! " Alice said loudly. " Verdict first, sentence after- wards. " " Restrict her, " screamed the Queen. " Who cares for them, " shouted Alice in return. " They ' re nothing but paper. " At this a whole mass of paper rose up into the air, and as it came flying down upon her hand, she threw up her hands, and found herself awaking on the bank, brushing off a few leaves that had blown down on her. 175 TI SIL, J. JET Student Government Association EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE CHARLOTTE JACKSON President MARY R. BROWN First Vice-President ANNIE TAIT JENKINS Second Vice-President MARTHA BRENNER Secretary LUCY NAIVE - - Marshal SENIOR REPRESENTATIVES Marguerite Wells Lottie May Blair JUNIOR REPRESENTATIVES Sallie May King Mary Hamilton SOPHOMORE REPRESENTATIVES Ray Harvison Or a Glenn FRESHMAN REPRESENTATIVES Grace Coffin- Mary Neff 176 WE WISH TO EXTEND OUR HEARTIEST AND TRULY HEART-FELT THANKS TO THOSE WHO HAVE SO KINDLY AIDED US THE MEMBERS OF THE STAFF OF 1914 ili-:c;3TTE . : Faculty Directory Gaines, Dr. F. H Decatur, Ga. Hopkins, Miss Nanette (Care of Mrs. J. S. Dejarnette) Staunton, Va. Alexander, Miss Alice Lucile Juniper St., Atlanta, Ga. Armistead, Dr. J. D. M Woodstock, Va. Bartholomew, Miss Eda E Atlanta, Ga. Cady, Miss Mary L Decatur, Ga. Dieckmann, Mr. C. W Dexter, Mo. DeGarmo, Miss Mary C 6181 Washington Ave., St. Louis, Mo. Duncan, Miss Caroline Atlanta, Ga. Guy, Dr. J. Sam Lowryville, S. 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H GAINES, D.D., LL.D L ■ „.-... :...:, nut., „„■■,.■■ .,■ : ,,.,,„.:■: ! AGNES SCOTT COLLEGE 1 1 Davison-Paxon-Stokes = STORE OF MANY DEPARTMENTS % 57-61 Whitehall Street t Atlanta, Ga. I I t I j Not " How Much " but " How Good " j X is the question everyone should ask in buying I | CANDY I .;. The old saying that a man is judged by the Candy he gives, holds good T to-day same as always. Buy the best— don ' t take the " just as A X good " kind. Nothing quite equals I HUYLER ' S Famous Bon-Bons and Chocolates They are distiniftly in a class by themselves. Orders receive prompt and careful attention. JusT: give us the name and address and Uncle Sam does the rest. BROWN ALLEN m 2 A 4 Whitehall St. reliable druggists Atlanta, Ga. :!: Manicure Massage Bookhammer Hair Dressing Parlors DR. S. A. BOOKHAMMER Surgeon- Chiropodist Scalp Treatment, Toilet Articles. Hair Ornaments, Marcel Wave. 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' Can we not have the pleasure of fixing Your Hats? :;: 38 WHITEHALL STREET. : ATLANTA, GA. T What do you think about Perhaps you haven ' t given it a thought beyond its perfect delicious- ness. That is the attitude of nine- tenths of us. But there are some people who have « been misinformed (from various i JuS§- 3 $ sources of ignorance or in iIm ion n i r l and ulw , therefnir, (|iir..i!nn :v. : w b l " the perfect wholesomeness of the ' ilia ' s ? ' |i beverage. Usually it is the threadbare y ' H J; fii : - • ' .■ ' .- falsehood of " Cocaine. " This is an xlTty tft ' ' ' ' - ' ■■$-$ ' ■ untruth made up out of whole cloth -M h . . ; : - ' and so we stamp it indelibly. Read What These Scientists Have Said — Recently The matter of Coca-Cola was recently discussed at the convention of the Association of State and National Food Dep ' t held at Duluth. Note what men said who had investigated in the interest of the public health. Dr. S. J. Crumbine, Secretary of the State Board of Health of Kansas, k As to stated that he knew nothing personally about there being c Cocaine Cola, having tested for cocaine and not finding it; but had 1 Coca- . o often heard that s became addicted t ated that he knew notbii ola, having tested for coc it contained cocaine and bad been told so often that i it that he thought it worthy of discussion. Mr. J. W. Bailey, Dairy and Food Commissioner of Oregon, stated that following criticisms from several ladies he had it tested by uis chemist but no cocaine was found. Prof. Edwin De Barr, State Chemist of Oklahoma, had never found cocaine in Coca-Cola but had foMid that drug {traces or in quantities) in 69 out of 72 substitutes (or imitations) of Coca-Cola on the market. Note that. Dr. B. D. Ross, State Chemist of Alabama, had had Coca-Cola examined by his Dep ' t and no cocaine was found. They d id find a small amount o; caffeine about equal to what would be found in a cup of coffee. The following testimony was brought out at the trial in Chattanooga — U. S. Gov ' t vs. The Coca-Cola Co.— at which trial the Government lost. We give but these extracts from a famous pharmacologist ' s deposition — Dr. Schmeideberg: According to the communications which have reached me, about thirty grm. (one Concerning ounce) of Coca-Cola syrup is used to a glass of about 210 ccm. of the beverage. the Caffeine There might, therefore, be taken daily of this beverage 1,400 to 2,800 ccm. without which is in any fear of injury to health from the quantity of caffeine contained therein. Rather Coca-Cola might the amount of liquid and of sugar taken at the same time prove injurious by impairment of the digestive activity of the stomach. As a matter of fact, such large quantities of the beverage will but rarely, if ever, be taken. Most consumers will undoubtedly limit themselves to less. In such cases injury is entirely out of the question. Indeed, the misuse of Coca- Cola by taking it in excess, as so happens with alcoholic drinks, is in general not to be found. Not only can no well-fonndid objection te urged against the manufacture of fond products containing caffeine by the introduction of this in any form, but rather should the extension of such manufacture be regarded with favor in the interests of the public welfare. On the basis of the preceding sents a food product containing taken daily, it cannot, because ■xplanation, I sum up my opinion thus: That Coca-Cola syrup repre- caffeine, and that, even in the maximum quantity which may be generally of its caffeine content, be accounted injurious to health. Send for Our Booklet d Nothing but the Truth About Coca-Cola " — it will interest you. vital jacts concerning this delightful beverage. 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You will find both developed in the highest degree, together X ' with 3j per cent, interest, compounded semi-annually in our Savings Department. : ©ffttfrs £ Robert J. Lowry, President Henry W. Davis, Cashier A ■ Thomas D. Meador, Vice-President E. A. Baucker, Jr., Assistant Cashier ' . Birrctortf X j Thomas J. Avery Henry W. Davis J. H. Nunnally Thomas Egleston Thomas K. Glenn Frederic J. Paxon T Edward H. Inman Samuel M. Inman Robert J. Lowry T E. P. McBuring Joseph E. Murphy Thomas D. Meador " ) Ernest Woodruff Mell R. Wilkinson T I We are conveniently located for Decatur Patrons at the Atlanta terminus of car line T ■ X CAPITAL $1,000,000.00 SURPLUS ! LOWRY NATIONAL BANK I : ftcttbr tmnttrti tatrs Brposttorg x Thurston-Hatcher ATLANTA ' S COLLEGE PHOTOGRAPHERS 584 WHITEHALL STREET ATLANTA - GEORGIA Wear Agnes Scott Shoes FOR YOUNG LADIES Made in all the newest styles BY J. K. ORR SHOE CO. ATLANTA, GA. ASK YOUR DEALER FOR THEM Oglesby Grocery Company lolpsalr 17 E. Ala. 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