Sweet Briar College - Briar Patch Yearbook (Sweet Briar, VA)

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Oh it ' s g — 1 — o — r — y to know You ' re s — a — v — e — d, I ' m h — a — p — p — y because I ' m f — r — double e. I once was b — o — Ti — n — (1 In chains of s — i — n. But now I ' m full of j — o — y Because I ' m pure within. The words were so peculiar that they interested me greatly. I began to study the singer ' s face, and on the last line the truth dawned upon me that this was Annie Cumnock. Eagerly I rushed toward her. She did not recognize me until I had called my name. Then, after we had exchanged salutations, she to the man who had been beating the drum. lie was a little man set off by a heavy suil of bright red hair. • ' John, my dear, Annie said in tender tones, this is one of my old class-mates, and this, she added, addressing me and bringing up the other mem- ler of the party, is our dear sister Jemimy Smith. We all shook hands and entered into quite a conversation. This was put to an end by Mr. ainl .Mrs. Smith saying they had to move on to the next corner. They insisted heartily that 1 come with them and do the collecting, and after- wards a mpany them home. However, from what I had heard about their strenuous work, I decided it would lie best for me not to accept their invitation. So pleading previous engagements, I thanked Mr. and Mrs. Smith for their cordiality ami promised to look them up again the next time I came to Columbia. I returned to the spot where Mother (loose had put me down, and found the good old dame awaiting me. She laughed a long lime over my experience, and told me not to forget the fact that 1 hail conversed with the most famous leaders of the Salvation Army in the world. Prepare yourself now for a trip to England, was the next remark of Mother Goose. England! Why, can we go there on this goose? I was utterly dum- founded at the thought. Such a speech shows that you are not very well up on modern methods of aerial traveling. My goose beats any airship that has ever been fashioned tor crossing the Atlantic ' . Why, almost before you know it, child, we will be in the old country. And true enough, such was the case.

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prove thai the general conception concerning the Platonic Doctrine of [deas had been universally misundersl I. Such a scholastic piece of work gained for her the chair of Philosophy a1 lolumbia. She was always busy, she said, and besides seeing her old friends, had no mind for anything else outside of her work. In appearance, Nan was aboul the same as she was twenty years ago, excepl hard work had caused many gray hairs. These, however, were still arranged exactly as the brown ones had been ai Sweel Briar, and, accordingly nol a single one was one-thousandth of an inch from its correct position. She was still wear- ing glasses, only two pairs now. The next morning was Sunday, so we spent the day very quietly. We were still talking when I heard the call that I recognized by this time as peculiar to Mother Goose. Looking out I saw thai it was indeed she, so I was forced to make hurried adieux to Xan. When 1 had mounted again behind .Mother Goose, I told my kind benefactor of my visit and the pleasure it had given me. She seemed greatly pleased and then informed me of our next stop. Two of your class-mates are abroad, she said, so we ' ll now go to see Annie Smith, nee Cumnock, who is living in Columbia, South Carolina. Bui Eugenia, she continued, I won ' t be able to locate her exactly. However, if I put you on the main corner of the principal thoroughfare, I think you will find her about four o ' clock. True enough, 1 did find Annie there and in such a strange way. I had hardly taken my stand at the appointed spot when I heard the sound of a l ass drum, a horn, and a woman ' s strong contralto voice. Turning, I perceived these strains came from three members of the Salvation Army, who were standing near me. 1 began to listen to the song the woman was singing, and as near as I can remember it, it went like this: There was a man whose name I think Was I! — r — o — w — n. lie talked against Prohibition and He voted for r — n — m, lie helped to put the poison in His neighbor ' s c — u — p, And then he had the face to say He was s — a — v — e — d.

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I bad found ii besl nol to ask questions of Motber Goose, so we were nearly ready to land in I- Ion before she voluntarily told me whal I bad been dying to know. Do you see thai big marble palace in the distance ? she inquired, pointing with her wand. I assured her that I did and she continued: That is the dwelling of the Lady Algernon Reginald Up de Starl Pancake. Vmi will remember the lady as Louise Hooper. Why, id ' course, I rudely interrupted, I was reading of her marriage when ymi lapped mi my window. How little 1 dreamed I was going to see her so soon. I hope ymi wmft find her very much changed, said Mother Goose, but yen knew three matrimonial ventures are enough to change anybody. After this remark I felt extremely dubious concerning the kind of welcome 1 would receive at the hands of Lady Pancake. When I reached the palace grounds, it was with faltering steps I went up the long avenue to the palace itself. My fears were in no ways relieved by the endless retinue of liveried lackeys who finally admitted me into the dwelling. It was purely an accidental happening, I learned, that milady had no engagement for this afternoon. I sent up my card and then wondered if Louise would deign to honor me with a glimpse of herself. After exactly fifty-five minutes of waiting, a soft, luxurious swish as of heavy silks trailing slowly across the floor announced the fact that her ladyship was really approaching. A flood of college memories came over me, and I rose to meet Louise. But the vision that entered the room was so entirely different from what I had expected that I nearly fell into a faint from astonish- ment. Aw, Eugenia, came in slow, carefully drawled accents, ah am so very chawmed to see you. I caught my breath and advanced to take the outstretched hand. I don ' t know what answer I returned, for 1 was too busy looking at Louise to remember. Instead of a dark-haired woman of forty that I had expected to see, here stood before me a blonde of the most pronounced type, dressed in a costume suitable for a girl of twenty. I tried to gather my wits together, and after quite a long while succeeded. I found that Louise showed, as much as her affected A