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

Text from Pages 1 - 198 of the 1911 volume:

tftaoW (jLW c _ 0 V -tAJ -i 17 w I Tiffany Co. Diamond and Gem Merchants FRATERNITY JEWELRY Designs and estimates prepared upon short notice for emblem pins, rings and fobs; also class cups, trophies, etc. COLLEGE STATIONERY Note papers with monograms in color, invitations to commence- ment and class-day exercises, menus, dance orders; also dies for stamping corporate and fra- ternity seals Fifth Avenue and 37th Street, New York D 10 NINETEEN HUNDRED AND ELEVEN V- ;Vi. : V. jJi vj. si jjV . y . ; . vSi vN . -V , i. ■-Si -St jA£- - i. - ' - ' t ;i !. 7 ' v- -V- ' - 7(- ' vfr-7 - ' ,,. -,, -Tj- EDITED BY THE SENSOR CLAS OF eMe Sweet Briar, Virginia XLo ©aisv TRIlilliams Hn wboac memory our college was founC cO, we DeJilcatc tbis tbc second volume ot tbc .l6riar=lPatcb D aisy Willi ams f f ITTLE can be said of the sixteen uneventful years of Daisy ' : j Williams ' life. Quietly and unobtrusively she lived with her x p} f ' ' ' ' ' ' ' 1 mother at Sweet Briar, growing as do the shy field r U| daisies, after whom she was called. Both Mr. and Mrs. Will- ■ iams were talented, cultured people, lavishing the wealth of their affection on their only child, Daisy, and desiring for her the best that educa- tion and money could give. They spent their winters in New York, but in the summer the beautiful home among the mountains of Virginia claimed them. And here all the memories of Daisy cluster, here it is that Daisy ' s spirit seems now to be felt. We hear of her as a studious, reticent child, spending much of her time alone or in the company of her elders, filling the round of happy days with simple home-like duties. With a wonderfully loving little heart and an unselfish disposition she de- lighted to go with her father, visiting the sick on the estate. Her sweet face and gentle courtesy were known and welcomed by the country side. The old darkies in the quarters loved her and many were the blessings that fell from their lips for Lil Miss Daisy. Often on early spring mornings could Mr. Williams and Daisy be seen riding together; her white pony trying to keep pace with his big black horse. At times, Mrs. Williams had to go to New York, leaving Daisy and her father alone together. In one of Daisy ' s earliest letters written to her mother, she says, This morning we took a long ride and the hills you know are forever the same, so there is nothing to say about it. There are a great many birds in the yard — mocking birds, thrushes, and the lovely red birds. And in a letter a week later, she writes, Papa and I have been up to the monument this morning. It is lovely there now, the dagger plants look very well, and have grown considerably. Surrounded as she was by all that was beautiful, she lived a sheltered, 7 happy life, the lack of companions of her own age being filled by her passion for flowers, music, and books. Often m her letters to her mother does she talk of flowers or of some plant in whose growth she is interested. In a letter dated May 6th, 1883, she says, The magnolias came late last night. I have wet them well and will set them out soon to-morrow morning. There was a storm last night, so the ground is too wet to-day. They seem very nice, but are large. Then again on May 1 0th she writes, The apple orchard is in bloom. The apricots are killed. There is not a sign of a rosebud. The big roses near the little ones have grown so that they hang over them. Had they better be trimmed some? Daisy was passionately fond of music. Many and long were the hours she spent practicing. Once she wrote her mother, Do not forget the harp strings. The harp seems to have taken pity on me and does not break any strings, for which I am very glad. Her father and mother were also musical, and her harp at Sweet Briar House standing opposite the piano in the corner, can well make us imagine a happy picture of this musical family. For in the long summer afternoons, when the song of the mocking birds could be heard and the heavy perfume of roses came through the open windows, Mr. Will- iams would take his violin and Mrs. Williams accompanying on the piano, would call Daisy, this small figure with golden curls and lustrous eyes, to play on her harp between them. But perhaps more than she loved her flowers, more than even her music, she loved her books. On them she concentrated her attention and early became ambitious to do well at school. In a letter dated 1877, we read, I take my doll ' s slippers to school. I am going to try very hard to be a good girl; I am going to try to get good marks in school. During the months .spent in New York, she had private tutors, but at Sweet Briar there were times when such were hard to obtain; then it was that her father used to take her over to Ken- more Academy, near Amherst, for instruction in German and French. Of her German, she writes to her mother, The German exercises are hard and long, and I only do two or three at a lesson. I have got to those dreadful verbs that you split in pieces; the last part has to fit in somewhere at the beginning and the first somewhere at the end, and I never fit them in where they belong. I never liked puzzles, and the verbs are just like them, but I suppose it is easy 8 when you get accustomed to it. She seems to have hked French better, for the next day she writes, I took a French conversation. He (the professor) does not talk much, but asks me words which generally I do not know. Mr. K. gave me a dictation; he said the English and I wrote it in French. I had not very many mistakes, and he said he would give me something more difficult next time. During the winter of ' 83, Mr. Williams ' s health became very bad, Mrs. Williams was called to New York on business, leaving the entire care of Mr. Williams to Daisy. A spirit of tender, unselfish love breathed through the fre- quent letters she wrote to her mother at this time. Unusually gifted, she spared no pains to attain what was highest in her education, but never very strong, the care of her father and the strain of overstudy seemed to have been too much for her. Her system became weakened and almost before her mother realized her condition, this child of sixteen short summers had left the home once so dear to her, to become the living memory and inspiration of the college founded as a memorial to her. A. W. B. ' . r.04 Board of Directors Rt. Rev. A. M. Randolph. LL. D., D. C. L President Norfolk, Virginia Mr. N. C. ManSON, Jr Chairman Executive Committee Lynchburg, Virginia Rev. Arthur P. Gray Secretary Lawrenceville, Virginia Judge Leigh R. Watts Portsmouth, Virginia Rev. Carl E. Grammer, S. T. D. Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Mr. Fergus Reid Norfolk, Virginia Mr. Charles E. Heald Lynchburg, Virginia Officers of Instruction and Administration Mary K. Benedict A. B. l ' ' a,sar Colleen: Ph. D. Yale Unlvanil}) President and Professor of Philosoph} ' and Psychology Mary Harley M. D. Woman ' s MeJical College of ibc New York Infirmary Physician to the College and Professor of Physiology and Hygiene Wallace Eugene Rollins A. B. Unh ' enihj of North Carolina: B. D. Yale Unlvcrsll ) Professor of Biblical Literature, and Chaplain to the College Leonidas Wakefield Crawford, Jr. A. B. Trnuty, College. Norlh Carolina; A. M. Columbia University Professor of English Hugh S. Worthington A. B. anJ A. M. University of Virginia Professor of Modern Languages S. Gay Patteson B. S. Teachers ' College, Columbia University Associate Professor of Mathematics Helen F. Young Pupil of T eichmuller in Leipzig for five years, of .Schrecl(, ami of other German and American musicic Director of Music Virginia Randall McLaws Student ' m the Charcoal Club of Baltimore, student and teacher in the Nem York School of Art Director of Art 11 Caroline Lambert Sparrow A. B. Woman College of Ballimorc : A. M. Cornell Univenilv Associate Professor of History Connie M. Guion A. B. IVellede}) College Associate Professor of Chemistry Alice Noyes A. B. Ml. Holyoke College Associate Professor of Biology from 1910-12 Jessamine Chapman B. S. Teachers College. Columbia Unhenil Instructor in Domestic Science Nora Blanding Fraser A. B. Cornell Universiln Associate Professor of Latin Ethel Cushing Gardner ruf.il of William Mason of Nea Yorl(. and of CoJows fl, anJ Kaun m Berlin Instructor in Music Caroline Hill Crawford B. M. Syracuse Unh-enilyi Instructor in Vocal Music Helen Collins Rollins Pupil of German musicians in Dresden : Pupil of Xaver Scharmenl{a, and teacher in his conservatory in Nerv Yorl( Instructor in Music Eugenie M. Morenus A. B. and A. M. Vassar College Instructor in Latin and Mathematics Aileen Ward Graduate of Hollins Institute : Student at the Sorhonnc and the University of Gittingen Instructor in German 12 Alanette Bartlett Teachers ' College, Columbia Univenity Instructor in French Annie Marion Powell A. D. Smeel Briar College Instructor in English Pauline Gilder Graduate of Damrosch School of Mu k : Pupil of Oscar Sanger Instructor in Vocal Music Martha W. Robertson Instructor in Music, 1910-1 1 William Bland Dew Treasurer and Business Manager Fannie T. Carroll Superintendent of Housekeeping Department I Alumnae Association OFFICERS Annie Marion Powell President Annie Whitney Cumnock Secretary and Treasurer MEMBERS Eugenia Whyte Griffin Louise Maclaine Hooper Frances Payne Murrell s enior a ass COLORS Green and White FLOWER Mountain Laurel MOTTO Fide el Fiducia YELL Vive lo! Vive lo! Vive lo! Say! Who are we? Rah, Rah, Ray! Hi )! Hee-ro! Hee-ro! Hi! Nineteen Eleven, Do or Die! MEMBERS Alma Wheeler Booth President Jennie Hurt Secretarv and Treasurer Emma Wilson Morriss Class Historian Esther Keller Prophet Mary Virginia Parker Josephine Wadsworth Murray honorary members Rew Wallace E. Rollins Mr. N. C. Manson, Jr. w ALMA WHEELER BOOTH Petersburg. Virginia She l(ceps a simnp mood. Vice President, 1907-08: W. C. A. Cabinet, 1907-08, 1909-10: President Athletic Association, 1908-09: Big Chief Billiken, 1908-09: Vice Presi- dent Athletic Association, 1909-10; Executive Com- mittee, 1909-10: President of Class 1910-11; Rip- pler: Literary Editor BriaR-PaTCH, 1911. JENNIE HURT Biackstone. Virginia Treasurer Athletic Association, 1907-08: Secre- tary Athletic Association. 1908-09; Vice President Y. W. C. A., 1907-08; V. W. C. A. Cabinet. 1908-09, 1909-10; Vice President Student Govern- ment Association, 1909-10; Executive Committee Student Government Association, 1910-11; Varsity Basket Ball Team, 1908-09; Junior-Freshman Bas- ket Ball Team, 1909-10; Class Historian. 1909-10; Secretary and Treasurer Class 1910-11: Editor-in- Chief Srveet Briar Magazine, 1909-10, 1910: Edi- tor-in-Chief Briar-Patch, 1910-11; Rippler. ESTHER KELLER Muncie, Indiana Whence is ihxi learning? Hath thv toil O ' er hool(s consumed the midnight oil? . W. C. A. Cabinet. 1907-08; Representative to Debating Club, 1 91 0-1 1 ; Business Manager Briar- Patch, 1910-11; Class Prophet, 1910-11; Glee Club. EMMA WILSON MORRISS Richmond, Virginia So Tvise, so young, they say. Exchange Editor Sn eet Briar Magazine. 1910-1 I ; Class Historian, 1910-11; Class Secretary and Treasurer, 1909-10; Junior-Freshman Basket Ball Team, 1909-10; College Basket Ball Team. 1908- 09; Captain Sophomore Basket Ball Team, 1908- 09; Rippler, 1909-10-11; Cast of As You Like It, 1910; Art Editor the Briar-Patch, 1910-11; Debating Club, 1909-10-11; Cercle Ramhouillet. 1909-10. JOSEPHINE WADSWORTH MURRAY Johnstown, New ork Constant as the northern star. Vice President Student Government Association, 1908-09: Class President, 1908-09, 1909-10; May Queen, 1908-09, 1909-10; Executive Committee Athletics. 1908-09; Y. W. C. A. Cabinet, 1908- 09; Class Basket Ball Team, 1908-09; Rippler; Assistant Business Manager Briar-Patch, 1911. MAR ' VIRGINIA PARKER Frankhn, Virgmia Deep on her front engraven Deliberation sal, and public care. President ' . W. C. A., 1908-09; President Ath- letic Association. 1909-10; Y. W. C. A. Cabinet, 1909-10; Associate Editor Smeel Briar Magazine. 1909-10; Junior-Freshman Basket Bail Team. 1909- 10; Vice President of Class. 1909-10; President Student Government Association. 1910-1 I ; Literary Editor Briar-Patch. 1911; Glee Club; Rippler. Here begitmeth the Book of the Records of 1911 ' T was in nineteen and seven, one September day, That our company first met beside the way — For we had all decided our way to wend Unto Learning ' s shrine, our offerings to tend. While journeying into the Land of Knowledge, We needs must stop at Sweet Briar College. And to that place did come a merry band Of maids that came from many a land; Though few we were, you might never surpass The noble company of that bold class. And now, my friends, I pray you forgive me If I cannot quite set forth their degree Here in this tale as they really should stand — My wit is short, as you ' ll soon understand. And so, if you will give me your attention, I think it meet that I shall here make mention Of each of them who joined us on that day. And tell how they looked, and in what array. The first one seen was when we all were set At table, to such cheer as we might get. This maid was tall and full large of stature. And passing fair of face, I tell you sure; Two eyes right saintly beamed from her visage. With lashes long which she well could manage. For her glances were all full simple and coy; And in science and its laws was all her joy. In gray was she clad, if I recall true, With a hat, like a torpedo boat, blue. Banded about with a ribbon o ' plaid; And heavy Scotch boots, I may also add. Her manners were confident, brusque, alert. And the lady was known by the name of Hurt. With her there was another girl, forsooth. Who ' s well known by name of Alma Booth. A blonde was she, with hair colored like flax. As smooth and shining as is yellow wax; Her eyes were blue and ruddy was her face. And she hied her thither from a great place. That Petersburg highte, a flourishing town. Where the James flows by and the mudbanks frown. She was short and fat, with a manner gay. Smiling and skipping and humming all day. A blue skirt she wore, and a blouse of white, A Spencer she called it, I tell you right; Her hat was eek of blue, with corners three. Its feather stuck up straight as straight could be. Silk gloves she wore with much discretion. For she must make a right good impression. Full pleasant she was, nor tried to act smart. But was all conscience and tender heart; Perfectly lovely meant height of her joy. And Hang it! the strongest term she ' d employ. Another one was there, with solemn mien. And manner sedate as ever was seen. Tall and thin, and by no means undergrown. For sturdy was she. And her level tone Was quite able to silence contention. By quoting from the Constitution; For she was able and, I must not forget. Full seemly for to be a suffragette, 23 And on politics lecture the masses. Dark was her hair, her eyes hid by glasses. Which of dignity deepened th ' impression — A proper model of true discretion. Quite well did she sing the service divine, Entuned in an alto deep and fine. And, furthermore, she well knew how to dance. Though for such things she showed small complaisance. But rather cared for great acquaintance With learning, especially Domestic Science. I cannot remember her whole array. But ' t was, sans doute, in fashion of that day. Miss Keller next joined our gay company. And though for a time she left us to be Without her, she ' s with us again once more. She has manners precise, and airs galore; And the ways of society and its state She takes great pains to rightly imitate. And French she spoke with an accent wary, After the way of a select Seminary. She ' s always at ease and right debonaire. With plenty of sang froid and savoir faire. And hotly she loves, we judge by her hand. Where a diamond gleams, as you understand. She could sing songs, and themes could well endyte, And in Philosophy she shone most bright. She was neat and trim, of medium size. With tip-tilted nose and gray Irish eyes. Her garb was a linen suit. Feathers frail Waved on her hat, ' neath a chiffon veil. Of which she was quite proud, as is the way Of maids when they first care for raiment gay. Then Josephine, who was fairer to see Than e ' er the lily on her stalk can be. And brighter than the May with flowers new. For with the rose-color strove her hue — I know not which was fairer of the two. Pale gold was her hair, her eyes clear and true. Bonnier far than my pen can portray; And we chose her twice for our Queen of May. A good dancer, too; skilled in Cupid ' s arts. Heartless herself, she ' s a breaker of hearts. Yet, as you may know, who can Plato read. Mortals must all have their faults, so he said; Though hers are most few, and perfect her looks, Methinks she oft cares more for boys than books. Byron she prefers of the poets, I ' d say. And her heart ' s quite set on old U. V-a. And lastly myself, a Freshman you ' d guess, With long curled locks, as though laid in press; Who bore myself well, as is often the case. In hopes to stand in my crush ' s good grace; For hazing most fit, at first sight you ' d say, I was green as is the month of May. There were others of us to start that day. But they soon tired and dropped out by the way; Therefore, I ' ll not stop, so it please you well. Anything further of them for to tell. But now it is time that I should tell you Whatever we did the whole journey through. For I have told you shortly, in a clause, Th ' estate, array, number, and even the cause Wherefore was assembled this company. First, as Freshmen, unorganized were we. But singly passed through many an adventure; In the classroom sad trials we did endure; Athletics we rushed to with all our might. And worshiped our crushes with great delight. Anon that horrible hedge we had past — Known as Exams — into Sophomore Land. And, certes, if it weren ' t too long to hear, I ' d tell you at length what befell us there. Our numbers had dwindled away so fast That only six of us were left at last. We now paused , for a space, to organize. And m our own conceits did grow most wise. As IS the manner of all Sophomores. Quite festive we grew — gay party-goers. Athletes, heroes, and, savin ' your rev ' rence. Proud examples to all, par excellence. There it was that unto our ranks we drew. Gladly, our honorary members two. Of whom I ' ll pause to say this much at least. One was a very perfect, gentle priest; Th ' other a man of law, prudent and wise. Faithful and true to us in ev ' ry guise. As our emblem we chose mountain laurel. And vowed, by our valor, to bear it well ; On our banner we wrote m shining gold: ' Fide ei Fiducia — Faith and Courage bold. ' T was here, moreo ' er, we encountered our foes. The Freshmen impertinent ' gainst us rose. Till we felt constrained to chastise them right. I would I might tell you of that grand sight When we closed with them in combat mortal. And placed our banners on high, above all. Nor ceased from the fray till, out of pity. Others interposed to save the Freshie. But if you would further know of this deed. You may in another book it all read. Now will I cease of Soph Country to tell. And relate what in Junior State befell. 26 For shortly to show you is my intent What adventure befell us as on we went. This State was most happy, giddy, and free, Irresponsible, jolly as could be; With merriment, games, all manner o ' sport. And privileges of mighty import. Here it happened, too, we first did debate And hotly considered questions o ' state. Though by wily tricks our opponents scored. In logic and wisdom we had them floored. Thus passeth year by year and day by day, That we, after struggles hard and severe. Passed to Senior Hill, to our goal so near. We fondly thought, if on tiptoe we ' d stand. We could see from afar our Promised Land. And now we renounced the things of a child. And tried to assume an expression mild. Benignant, wise, officiously remote. And on the dream of dignity we dote — Until we see a smile, on passing by And find, alas! ' t is caused by cap awry. For we, in token of past vict ' ries won. Are permitted the cap and gown to don. Emblem of wisdom and power of mind. New trials and tribulations we find; Fate brings responsibilities new, Traditions, ideals, and standards, too — Besides the weight of the world — quite a weight. Which, since Atlas died. Seniors undertake — All to be held on high by our great strength. Then Exams come around again at length. To cause us to grind and cram and worry — An awful bore when one ' s in a hurry. Till at last we pass, by study and bluff. To heights beyond, and, with due rites enough. Diploma in hand, as now the guise is. Celebrate Commencement exercises. From the pinnacle of Graduation We may look down upon ev ' ry nation. Advice we endure in polite silence. For we, from our own vast experience, Look down, with our superior knowledge. On those who haven ' t sojourned at our College. Our journey ' s through, there ' s no more to tell. We solemnly bid our comrades farewell. And armed with wisdom, diplomas, and plans. We prepare to set out for other lands. To the place called World we direct our care. And to the Temple of Success we fare, In our distant City of Heart ' s Desire, By various routes, some far, some nigher. Therefore I cease; as I am no diviner, I may not say how Fate will incline her. But this much: ere we had departed thence. We all gave our promise that ten years hence. From whatever lands or far distant clime Held us, we ' d return at the stated time. And each of us then must truly relate How she ' d been treated at the hands of Fate. This is th ' effect, there is no more to say. So thanking you all, I ' ll bid you good day. Historian. Here endeih the Records of N ineleeu-Elev en. 28 Class Prophecy One blight spring day in nineteen twenty-one. The postman handed me my mail, and I In careless fashion, just as he had giv ' n it. Looked slowly o ' er the postmarks and then cried, ' What can this mean? Here ' s one from Petersburg, And, yes, another from Virginia, too. From Franklin; let me see, who did live there? I read them both full hastily and found The contents practically the same, to wit : ' Dear ex-Classmate, ten years, you know, it ' s been Since we in all our wisdom newly gained Fared forth from Sweet Briar ' s portals on life ' s way. The anniversary of that day draws nigh. And all the six but you thus far have said That they to Sweet Briar would return in June. You ' ll surely come, and there we ' ll tell our tales. And each shall hear how Fate in her own way Has dealt with all the others of the six. The signature which greeted me on one Was Mary Parker Davidson, and then I wondered why I had not recognized Fre this that writing, seen so many times In Academic Hall, informing us Each Friday that we must hand in our cards ' Tween five and six; and various other days That S. G. A. would after chapel meet. In scrawly, scratchy little hand I read. Or rather guessed. Miss Alma Wheeler Booth, 29 When I the second letter had perused. So this is how it happened that I found Myself, some few weeks later, at Sweet Briar, Out on the arcade with my old friend Jo, And waiting for the college airship bus To bring our four classmates who were to come. On number ninety-nine, the College Meteor. When they arrived, ' t was twice we had to look To realize that there before us stood Those worthy Seniors of nmeteen ' leven; For ten long years do work a mighty change In the array and the condition Of any one. They thought the same of us. As they approached us, one was m the lead, .Away ahead and pointing out the way, And from this very fact alone we knew That she must be our Jennie Hurt. Most prosperous looking she, and busmess like. In dark blue suit, well tailored and quite trim; But in her eyes that characteristic look Of those who daily bend o ' er microscopes. Yet she had lived quite comfortably, I guess. For she had taken on some weight, forsooth. Behind her close, with jaunty little step. And merry face that hadn ' t aged a bit. Came Alma, surely — yet she, too, had changed. Her skin was dark, her hair no longer gold. The tropics only could do that, I thought. Then next, with stately tread and dignified. Came Mary, and my first thought was — Her college training has not come to naught. Executive ability she has. Which was apparent in our Senior year; I wonder what she ' s president of now. 30 And last of all, still lingering behind To give some explanation as to trunks. Was Emma, in the stylishest array That could be found this side Paris, I ' m sure. She ' d had success, but in what line nor how I dared not even try to guess just then. Our exclamations of astonishment. Surprise, and joy, created so much mirth Among the girls who stood around to see. That we in self-defense dispersed, to meet Again that night and give our history. A cosy parlor in Alumnae Hall Saw us assembled once again that night. And Alma, as of old, must needs preside. Then, too, since she still writes her name with B, Must she her story give us first to hear : Well, as you know, my inclinations ran To mission study and to good hard work In college days; you may remember e ' en That I had visions of the Sandwich Isles, And thought it perfectly lovely would be To teach the little Sandwiches, you know. So after school was out I made my plans. And very soon departed for those lands. I really only thought a year to stay. But it so very fascinating proved. That only recently did I return. I can ' t begin to tell you all I ' ve done. Nor of the cunning little savages. How very fond of them I grew and how Horribly quick they learned, tho ' sad to say, I couldn ' t teach them Chemistry at all. 31 They didn ' t need it, so my cherished plans, Alas, all came to naught m that respect. ' And now what are you gomg to do? we asked. A pause, and then, Well, right from here I ' m going To see Miss Guion, who, as you may know, A laboratory runs for Uncle Sam. And then we laughed as we remembered how It had been ever thus m days of yore. We turned to Jennie next, and she began: Well, girls, I have a great surprise for you. I taught Biology for several years. Then went to Woods Hole, whence I have just come. So now I am a Ph. D. for sure. For I ' ve worked out the whole anatomy Of diemyctelus viridescens; It ' s been more fun, and oh, so interesting. Moreover, just this day I here received An offer from Sweet Briar to be the head Of its department in Biology, The largest one in all the South, they say. We all were glad, tho ' not surprised, as she In this her news for us, had thought we ' d be. Now, Mrs. Davidson, we said, pray tell How you persuaded were to leave the ranks Of those who live in single blessedness. She smiled and said, Perhaps you will recall I didn ' t plan to teach like most of you. I stayed at home and very soon found out That my Domestic Science could be put To use for Mr. William Davidson. So that is how; then shortly afterward From London town came Lady Vere de Vere To lecture on the rights which are our due. On Woman Suffrage and such things, 32 Which I had poiideied o ' er for many years. She made it all so clear, that I could see My mission was to show the South the way In this, the greatest of our great reforms. The last of June will see me in New York As chairman of a suffrage conference. My house? Oh, Mr. Davidson will see That it and children run quite properly. Her early training had not come to naught, As I had guessed right fortunately. We all were awed and silent for a while. Till Josephine began in accents mild, Shall I come next with my prosaic tale? Of course we knew from this that it would be The most exciting of them all to hear. The first year saw me as librarian Of Union College at Schenectady. Electric shops are situated there. And so it ' fell that I the bride became Of one, an engineer, quite poor, forsooth. But full of wondrous possibilities. We went out West, but — I can scarce relate — An awful accident did end it all. And I went East alone to drown my woe. Sad years and quiet followed then. But one cannot forever live alone. This very night the airship will arrive Of one well known by reputation To all of you, for he it is, indeed. Who has control o ' er all pearl buttons sold. O ' er those which you have on, and you, and you. We ' ll ride away, I know not where nor care. We ' re sure to have a grand time anywhere. And we all sighed at sign of such content, 33 But anxious were to hear what Emma ' d done. ' I simply did what I most wanted to, she said. ' They didn ' t think I ought to go from home, So first I stayed there and amused myself By writing now and then for anything. Then such a flattering offer came to me That I packed up my things immediately. Departed for New York, and there became An editor for Harper ' s Magazine. ' But, Emma, what about the rumors heard Of that dramatic critic on The Sun? And is it true that he your future holds? She was embarrassed, that was plain to see. But answered, Well, I do not doubt that we Some day will visit that most famous place. The Little Church Around the Corner, called. ' Whereat we all wished her great happiness. And then the others looked at me askance. TTiere ' s not a thing to tell, you may be sure. One year ' s been much the same as all the rest. I ' m ten years older, wiser, too, perhaps, I ' m happy and contented, that ' s enough. Now, who can say that Fate has harshly dealt With these, the members of our Senior Class? More pleasant pictures I ' d not wish to hold In memory ' s book to gaze on when I ' m old. Prophet. Junior Class FLOWER COLORS Daffodil Gold and White MOTTO Scande in Culmen OFFICERS Frances Noyes Matson President Nelle Keller Vice President LOULIE Wilson Secretarv and Treasurer Elsie L. ZaegeL Historian honorary members Miss Caroline Lambert Sparrow Miss Virginia Randall McLaws 36 The History of the Aeroplane 1912 To the Briar-Patch : N accordance with your request, I am writing you from Junior Bluff the complete biography of the Sweet Briar Aeroplane Construction Company up to the present date. We organized our Company in 1908, having an en- rollment of sixteen stockholders. We incorporated for the set purpose of building an airship by means of which we would be enabled to fly to the highest point in Sweet Briar Land — Senior Pinnacle. We had a vague idea that this lofty peak lay somewhere a great way off in the Future, but knew nothing very definite about it, for at the time of our organizat ion, it had never been discovered or explored. We scarcely hoped to be the first ones to investigate this marvelous country, as two rival companies had applied for patents for their machines at the Sweet Briar Diploma Office before we could enter an application. However, this fact did not daunt us, for we decided that although we might not have the honor of being the first and foremost, we could, nevertheless, take more time and construct a well-balanced aeroplane which would be able to skim lightly all difficulties. In a word, it was to be a model which was to be the inspira- tion of all future corporations, and we hope our map of Senior Pinnacle will be so exact, pleasing, and enticing that it shall henceforth be used in all geog- raphy books. After careful, well-planned preparation, we took our first flight from Fresh- man Valley in the fall of 1908. We poised momentarily on the ridge of the refectory roof. Following the universal mania of taking souvenirs from all restaurants and banqueting halls, we carelessly lopped off a large pennant bearing the numerals 1911 from the roof. Gazing down from our dizzy heights, we saw a mob of raviators gazing up at us open-mouthed, as if waiting for manna to fall from heaven. However, we paid no heed to this mute appeal, but descended again to earth. 37 We found ourselves considerably light headed after this, our first exploit, and decided we ought to have some more ballast. Upon consideration of our available resources, we determined that pulverized pennant was the best ballast, so we cremated our souvenir 1911 pennant and consecrated it to our purposes by weird orgies and diabolical songs and dances, known only to the Aero Company of 1912. In June, after a week of struggle wit h Examinations, which threatened to become so entangled with our steering apparatus as to impede our progress, or even cause our machine to turn backwards like a turtle instead of forward, as any self-respecting aeroplane would do, we removed our basis of operation from the green fields of Freshman Valley to the starry Sophomore Hill. One day as we were speeding along among thin clouds, we felt the front wing of our model aeroplane collide with something and our machine came to a sudden stop. We jumped out in great consternation to see what had be- fallen. There before us lay the mangled form of a beautiful peacock. Tears coursed down our cheeks as we gazed at this victim of our destructive progress. To think that we were guilty of being peacockicides! We were able to iden- tify the poor bird by the Cash ' s woven names, which in accordance with a uni- versal law in Sweet Briar Land, were stitched to its feathers. We read Class 1913. Very much distressed at this sad accident, we very considerately gave the bird a decent burial and erected a tombstone bearing the touching inscrip- tion, Hie jacet 1913. Then we clambered into our car and fled the country, for we knew that as soon as the peacock ' s formidable relative, Fresh-pseudo-Jupiter, heard of his cousin ' s untimely decease he would be hot upon our trail, wreaking ven- geance as he came. Sure enough, we had not progressed far before we heard F. P. Jupiter and his whole Olympic family bearing down upon us, hurling thunderbolts at us. Seeing these were ineffective, he opened the sluices of the heavens and attempted to drench us. However, we never travel any distance without our U-Need-A outfit of rubber hat, coat, and boots, so we felt amply protected. But when the storm continued for several days, we felt obliged to slip the halos from our heads under our arms and found they acted as effi- cient life preservers. Although we managed to issue from the storms without any material in- juries, we found our machine needed overhauling, so we ran up on Junior Bluff for repairs, and stretched ourselves out to bask in the genial sun of Junior Privileges, to dry out and restore ourselves to our natural humidity. Here we reorganized our Company. Centralization seemed to be the great movement of the age, so we deemed it advisable to concentrate all the con- 38 trolling power of the Company in the hands of the four stockholders who had shown themselves to be most vitally interested in the welfare and ultimate suc- cess of the Company. And with this capable car genially cooperating. Big Fan at the head, we feel that next year we will be able to send you a wonder- ful, thrilling, and startling account of our explorations of Senior Peak. Elsie L. Zaegel, Historian. 39 Jfe Sophomore Class CLASS BIRD Peacock COLORS Peacock Blue and Green MOTTO Honor anle honores OFFICERS Mayo Thach President Bernice Richardson Vice President Frances McPherson Richardson Secretary and Treasurer Rebecca White Historian MEMBERS Donnell Dunbar Avirett Cumberland, Maryland Eugenia Buffington Evanston, Illinois Esther Hazard Cornwall Short Hills, New Jersey Margaret Louise Dalton Winston-Salem, North Carolina Elizabeth Franke Louisville, Kentucky Bessie M. Grammer Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Sue Hardie Birmingham, Alabama Eva Harker Horner Asheville, North Carolina Helen Lamfrom North Baltimore, Ohio LuciLE Marshall Cleveland, Ohio Mary B. PinkeRTON Norfolk, Virginia Margaretha Ribble Wytheville, Virginia Bernice Richardson Leominster, Massachusetts Frances McPherson Richardson Charleston, West Virginia Mayo Thach Birmingham, Alabama Margaret Hazel Thomas Bramwell, West Virginia Mary Tyler Hagerstown, Maryland Rebecca White Walton, New York HONORARY MEMBERS Miss Connie M. Guion Charlotte, North Carolina Miss Jessamine Chapman Portland, Oregon 42 Chronicles of 1913 BOOK I In which 191 3 makes her entrance into college life and in which she overcomes certain trials and difficulties HE year 1909 will always be remembered as the date when the most glorious and mighty Class of 1913 first entered the gates of Sweet Briar. Now 1913 was then new, the type of the verdant Freshman, and she showed her newness by typical abandon and a zeal for battle. Now there was in college a certain other little class, small in numbers, but big in pride. And this little 1912 dared even to brave the doughty 1913 — to challenge her to combat. 1913 saw and pitied her foe, for she well realized the puniness of 1912. Yet it was not for her to scorn a challenge. Thus one evening the forces met. Great was the din of battle and mighty the clash of water-pitchers. But Fate did not decree that the battle be fought to its finish. An angel of peace, a Junior angel, bore her benignant face upon the scene and bade the storm subside. The storm was calmed, but alas! it was only gathering strength for another outburst. ) which the battle is finished, a truce is declared; and 1913 goes peaceablv on rejoicing and planting roses Long time had the forces of war been gathering. At last, one night Mars declared the moment propitious for battle. Great jubilee had been held, the dancers were returning from the masked ball. All unwittingly 1912 came tripping homeward. Suddenly from her ambush in the narrow pass of the hallway, rushed 1913 eager for the fray. Cries resounded, but 1912 was small and agile and the few escaped, where superior numbers would have fallen. Yet 1913 ' s revenge was not yet sated. Not until 1912 had been fully humbled did she rest in peace and smile the smile of victory. So passed the fighting days of 1913, when the strong spirit of youth coursed in her veins and her heart leapt with the newness and intensity of life. Now 1912, though defeated, still watched 1913 with jealous eye. Yet she knew herself powerless before the superior strength of her rival. But 1912 44 was crafty, and she bethought herself of a wily plan for the disciphne of 1913. Said she, I have roses which must e ' en be planted. But the soil is harsh and my hands are tender. I will bestow the roses as a peace offering upon 1913. So the roses were duly presented. Now 1913 was not of a temper to be troubled by any hardship. The roses must be welcomed, planted, and cared for, but said 1913, A cheerful heart maketh pleasure of toil. Mid songs and rejoicings the roses were put in the mellow earth. They grew and brought forth many blossoms, with which 1913 decked herself to the envy of her rival. BOOK II In which 1913 is no longer voung, hut enters upon the dignities of a Sophomore Childhood passes into youth, so does the Freshman pass into the Sopho- more. And in passing into the Sophomore she lays aside the things of Fresh- men — no longer does battle call her with its hire of actions; her mind is settled serenely upon loftier things. The blind terror of her early conflicts has left her. No longer does she advance to the exam room with drooping head and dewy eye. She bears herself bravely, she wears the confident smile of one who has passed safely through the storm and stress of many tourneys. For she has dwelt in the shadow of knowledge for many days. Fondly and indulgently she smiles at the follies of her youth, for now the very name of Freshman is trivial to her. She stands on the threshold of Juniorship. Soon she will be struggling with Ethics and Philosophy. In truth, 1913 is growing old and wise, even as is the sign and symbol of her power, old Father Peacock. J f I|V1IV Fresh man a ass COLORS Garnet and Gold F LOWER Jack Rose MOTTO Facta epochae sunt TREE Holly Tree OFFICERS Henrietta Washburn President Eleanor Sommerville Vice President Rebekah Patton Secretary Ellen Hayes Treasurer MEMBERS Grace Callan Jane Cunningham Erna Driver Elizabeth Green Ellen Hayes Eleanor Koon Ruth Maurice Sallie Miller Rebekah Patton Sue Slaughter Alice Swain Mary Sutherland Katherine Wilson Lucille Schoolfield Bessie Scott Eleanor Sommerville Doris Thompson Elsie Walkup Henrietta Washburn Miss Aileen Ward HONORARY MEMBERS Mr. William B. Dew 48 Miss Annie M. Powell How 1914 Became Famous ' ] OME folks calls us Babies an ' some Freshies, but we ain ' t ' ' either — we ' s the Freshman Class. On the twenty-first of September, 1910, we came to Sweet Briar all ' lone and scared, ' cause we didn ' t have any one that was kmd to take care of us. At any rate, we made up our mmds to Prove ourselves worthy of our college, as those wonderful Seruors say who wear then- hats and coats all the time (I wonder if they ever go to sleep in them!) Pretty soon after we got here, there was a awful fierce lookin ' sign put up on the bull ' tin board, an ' it said: Freshman meeting to-night after chapel. Somfin ' mus ' be up, thought I, so I jus ' took off my collar, rolled up my sleeves, and went to that meetin ' with my knees shakin ' so I could scarcely sit still ! (I had never been to a really truly meetin ' before.) When I got there I saw nineteen more Fresh-ladies, jus ' like me (I never did see why they called us men), and they looked ready to fight to the very end for the Class (that ' s the same as themselves). The girl with the funny face told us we ' d have to erect offices (that means choose people to do all the work), an ' oh, but we felt big to see our Class Mommer (the Seniors say she ' s our precedent ) get up on the platform in front of us. We all said: How could the Fresh- ladies be anythin ' ' cept famous, with such an office as that! Now I ' ll tell you a secret, if you ' ll promise not to tell! Honest, cross your heart? Well, the Juniors (that ' s our sisters ) painted a Santy an ' pinned him on the bull ' tin board, an ' wrote on him: The Juniors invite the Freshmen to Administration Building after lights. Come dressed as babies or Santa won ' t like it. Hm! Babies! I guess they didn ' t know that we Fresh- ladies had a meetin ' like we did, or they ' d have been scared to sugges ' such a thing! Well, we decided to go anyway, an ' we even dressed up like we Tvere babies, an ' went to the party. Who do you reckon was there? Jus ' guess! He givd every one of us a funny lookin ' package off a great big Christmas tree, all lighted up. Now do you know who he was? I believe you do. Well, we sat down in front of a big fire that made awful shadows on the wall, an ' made us shiver an ' creep close up to each other, an ' then we ate cocoa an ' cakes an ' fings, an ' told the horriblest ghost stories you ever did hear. 50 We stayed awful late an felt so shamed, an ' we couldn ' t even say thank you right. Goin ' home it seemed jus ' like we ' d been floatin ' round in fairy- land like bubbles an ' then jus ' busticated. But never mm ' , we all got together an ' thought, an ' thought, an ' thought! The end of all that thinkin ' was somefin ' mos ' too gran ' to be true, an ' showed our real execution po s ' ers. It was a huge party for all the college students an ' their honor-airy members, an ' we gave it on Valentine ' s night. Hearts were danglin ' everywheres, inside an ' out of us — an ' if you could jus ' have seen some of those games we made the grown-ups play! (I forgot to say the Seniors left their hats an ' coats at home this once.) Then jus ' like light- nin ' , what do you s ' pose happened? Lights winked! (Some one said Mom- mer told ' em to, but I know she didn ' t, ' cause they don ' t min ' jus ' like that.) When everybody had said the little speech their Mommers had told ' em to say, we Fresh-ladies went home proudly wearin ' our colors, red and gold. Didn ' t I tell you we could execution well ! The next fing we did was to have the bait (that mus ' mean somefin ' to catch fish with, but I don ' t see where were the fish), an ' no one was in it but Fresh-ladies. I was jus ' so excited I could scarcely sit still. First my heart would flustercate for one side an ' then for the other! I liked the parts ' bout Catherine de Medecin an ' trans- immigration of souls. It sounded so fine! Oh, I forgot! Perhaps you ' d like to know what ' twas all about? I know, but I ' m not goin ' to tell you! Now there ' s anozzer fing I want to tell you, an ' then I ' clare I ' ll stop. Did you know we let one of our Fresh-ladies be Capman of the college basket ball team? I tell you what, we ' re glad we did, ' cause she f rowed the ball in the basket bout 1914 times, and those Specialities were so ' shamed! After we ' d done all these wonderful things, then our Mommer, with an awful misunderstandable speech, said we ' d been such good children and showed to the world (that ' s Sweet Briar!) that doin ' s was better than sayin ' s, that she ' d let us write in our Baby Book free funny words — do you want to know what they are? HISTORIAN. F lCTAEl EPOCHAE, smi Sub-Freshman Class COLORS Green and Lilac FLOWER Lilac MOTTO Cheer up! We ' re coming OFFICERS Emma O. Thomas President Lucy Tillman Vice President Elizabeth Merritt Secretary and Treasurer MEMBERS C. Mary Allen Ruth Barnett MoLLiE Blount Walker Bradford Byrd Knox Elizabeth Merritt Marjorie Moss Abbie Munroe Rebekah Bullard Enid Sipe Theodosia Clark Margaret Staley Susanna Denman Dorothy Taylor Margaret Engelhard Emma O. Thomas Harriet E ans Lucy Tillman Mary Allgood Jones Mary Ellis Walker Mertie Watson 54 Sub-Freshman History F all the classes at Sweet Briar College, n e consider the Sub- Freshman the most important and distinguished, though, so far, all our efforts to convince others of this fact have been rather futile. We are the most important, for have we not almost twice the enrollment of any other class? And surely, being the first organized Sub-Freshmen, we are very distin- guished. When, at the beginning of the term, in September, 1910, it was decided to organize this Class, there were found twenty-three eligible mem- bers. A meeting was called, and in a very dignified manner and with much serious thought, a president, vice president, and secretary and treasurer were elected unanimously! Hereafter, the meetings of the Class — being very well attended, sometimes two and sometimes three members being present — were properly conducted with all the dignity natural for a meeting of such impor- tance, and which dealt with such weighty affairs. Among the most important matters discussed was: How shall the Sub-Freshman Class of S. B. C. dress to have the Class picture taken? This was a subject that interested every serious-minded member; probably no other meetings were so well attended as those held to determine this matter of such serious consequence, and several heated discussions took place. The most important event in our youthful career, however, was our debut. The marvelously arranged affair proved to all the ability of the new class — never before had Sweet Briar witnessed such gorgeous costumes — for it was a Tacky Party. The Sub-Freshman Class of Sweet Briar College — how important it sounds, and what lofty aspirations it inspires! Why, just from the name, one can imagine all sorts of nice things — not such frivolous affairs as occupy the mind of a Senior, never! — but thoughts of being a regular and of having class teas and dinners. Indeed, there are many pleasant outlooks for fun as Sub in 1911, but next year — Freshmen and then — what? 56 s.(G .; . Student Government Association Mary V. Parker President LoULIE Wilson ■ Vice President Eugenia Buffington Secretary Elizabeth Franke Treasurer executive committee Jennie Hurt Mary Tyler Elsie Zaegel 58 STUDENT GOVERNMENT ASSOCIATION YWCA OFFICERS LouLiE M. Wilson Presidenl Eugenia Buffington Vice President Henrietta Washburn Secretary Elsie Zaegel Treasurer CHAIRMEN OF COMMITTEES LuciLE Marshall Devotional Eugenia Buffington Membership Bessie Grammer Social Rebecca White Missionary D. Dunbar A IRETT Intercollegiate Elsie Zaegel Finance Frances Richardson Extension 60 1TMLETIC5 Athletic Association Margaret Dalton President Elizabeth Franke Vice President Sue Hardy Secretary Bernice Richardson Treasurer ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION ADDIE ERVIN PraiJeni HALLIE EVERETT... Sccrc uru m,l Trcas ELIZABETH ANDERSON FLORENCE ANDERSON DOROTHY BANCROFT LOUISE BEADLES JULIA BEVILLE MOLLIE BLOUNT EMMA BRADFIELD CLARA M.AY BROOKS META HOLT BRYAN HARRIET BUCHANAN EUGENIA BUFFINGTON REBEKAH BULLARD GRACE CALLAN CAROLINE CAPERTON BESSIE CAROTHERS CLYTIE CARROLL GRACE CARROLL LUCY CATLETT THEODOSIA CLARK. LUCY CHENEY MARGARET COBB ESTHER CORNWALL KATHERINE COVEY MARION GRAIN ELISE CRADDOCK EUGENIA CULBERSON MARGARET DALTON ELIZABETH DARNALL PAULINE DARNELL NELLIE DAVIDSON SARA DENHAM SUSANNA DENMAN HELEN DITTENHAVER ALMA EISENDRATH MILDRED ELY MARGARET ENGELHARD CLARE ERCK ADDIE C. ERVIN HARRIET EVANS HALLIE CALL EVERETT MARCELITE FARRIS ELIZABETH FRANKE MARJORIE FRENCH BESSIE GRAMMER CORA GREGG ETHEL GREGORY CLAUDINE GRIFFIN CAROLYN GWATHMEY M.XRGARET HADDOCK CATHERINE HALL NORINE HARRISON ETHEL V. JAMISON MARY ALLGOOD JONES NELLE KELLER ELEANOR KOON HELEN LAMFROM DELIA LINDSAY MATTIE WELCH LOGAN MARY LOUISE McCLINTOCK MARIE MAHONE LUCILE MARSHALL FRANCES MARTIN FRANCES MATSON KATHR ' NE MATTINGLY RUTH MAURICE EM TURNER MERRITT KITTEN MERRITT SALLIE MILLER MARY MOORE EMMA MORRISS MARJORIE MOSS SERENA MOTTER ABBIE MUNROE JOSEPHINE MURRAY ANNA NORRIS MARY OLD NORTHERN ELOISE ORME MARY VIRGINIA PARKER REBEKAH EVERETT PATTON FR.ANCES M. RICHARDSON WILLIE BENHAM REEDER LUCILLE SCHOOLFIELD ELEANOR WINGFIELD HENRIETTA WASHBURN MARY ELLIS WALKER MARGARETHA RIBBLE BERNICE RICHARDSON LOIS M. RICHARDSON KATHERINE QUINBY HELEN RUTHERFORD MARGARET THOMAS JANE GREGORY SUE HARDIE ELLEN HAYES LUCILE HEGGIE lONE HINDS EVA HORNER JENNIE HURT HELEN JALONICK BYRD KNOX RUTH LLOYD LUC MINOR HELEN MONASH MARION PHILLIPS MARY PINKERTON CAMMIE RODMAN OLGA SABEL BESSIE SCOTT ETHEL SHOOP EDNA SHUNK S.ARA SIMONS SUE SLAUGHTER ENRIQUE SMITH CORDELIA STACY MARGARET STALEY MAR! HA STEELE REBA STEPHENSON MARY SUTHERLAND FRANCES SUMMERS ALICE SWAIN DOROTHY TAYLOR MAYO THACH LOIS THACKER LUCY TILLMAN MARTHA TILLMAN HELEN M. TUCKER ELIZABETH TYSON MARY TYLER DOROTHY WALLACE SEA WILLOW WARD EULA WEAKLEY HELENA WEBSTER REBEKAH WHITE KATHERINE WILSON LOULIE WILSON LINDA WRIGHT ELSIE ZAEGEL ELLEN V. have; President MARTHA TILLMAN Secrc arp anJ Tr. VIRGINLA ABBOTT LOUISE BEADLES META BRYAN HARRIET BUCHANAN EUGENIA BUFFINGTON REBEKAH BULLARD GRACE CALLAN CAROLINE CAPERTON BESSIE CAROTHERS CLYTIE CARROLL GRACE CARROLL EUGENIA CULBERSON LUCY CATLETT THEODOSIA CLARK MARGARET DALTON ELIZABETH DARNALL NELLIE DAVIDSON SUSANNA DENMAN ALMA EISENDRATH MARGARET ENGELHARD CLARE ERCFv ADDIE ERVIN HARRIET EVANS HALLIE EVERETT BESSIE GRAMMER ELIZABETH GREEN CORA GREGG ETHEL GREGORY CAROLINE GWATHMEY CAROLINE GWATHMEY CATHERINE HALL ELIZABETH HAIL MARGARET HADDOCK NORINE HARRISON iONE HINDS EVA HORNER ELEANOR KOON ESTHER KELLER DELIA LINDSAY RUTH LLOYD FRANCES MATSON RUTH MAURICE EM TURNER MERRITT M. ELIZABETH MERRITT HELEN MONASH MARY MOORE JOSEPHINE MURRAY MARY NORTHERN ELOISE ORME MARY V. PARKER REBEKAH PATTON EMMA WILSON MORRISS MARGARETHA RIBBLE FRANCES RICHARDSON KATHERINE QUINBY CAMMIE RODMAN LUCILLE SCHOOLFIELD BESSIE SCOTT ETHEL SHOOP SUE SLAUGHTER JANE SNOW FRANCES SUMMERS ELIZABETH SUTHERLAND MARY SUTHERLAND ALICE SWAIN DOROTHY TAYLOR MAYO THACH EMMY THOMAS LUCY TILLMAN MARTHA TILLMAN HELEN TUCKER MARY TYLER ELIZABETH T SON MARY ELLIS WALKER HELENA WEBSTER SEA WILLOW WARD KATHERINE WILSON LOULIE WILSON LINDA WRIGHT ELSIE ZAEGEL College Basket Ball Team Ellen V. Hayes Captain Ellen V. Hayes Forward Elsie L. ZaegeL Forward Mary Tyler Center Center Margaret Dalton Side Center Bessie Grammer Guard Esther Cornwall Guard Mayo ThacH Substitute Elizabeth Franke Substitute Sub-Special Team Margaret Du ' all Captain Ida Ross Forward Emmy Thomas Forward Margaret Duvall Center Center Elizabeth Craven Side Center Margaret Engelhard Substitute 70 Championship Games URING the first few weeks of the Fall Term, the basket ball f field is, to some extent at least, the center of attraction, for those who wish to try for the teams, as well as for the members gathered to watch the practice games. It is, however, when the day set for the match games finally comes around that en- thusiasm reaches its highest pitch. This year the champion- ship games were played between the College Team and the Sub-Special Team, on November fifteenth and seventeenth. Needless to say, the students assem- bled on the field, practically en masse, waving banners and shouting excitedly, forming enthusiastic partisans. The line-up was as follows: College Sub-Special E. Hayes (Captain) Right Forward. . . .1. Ross E. Zaegel Left Forward. . . .E. Thomas M. Tyler Center M. Duvall (Captain) M. DalTON Side Center M. PHILLIPS B. Grammer Right Guard E. Craven E. Cornwall Left Guard C. Griffin Miss Timberlake Umpire Miss Powell Referee After hard playing on both sides, the first game was decided in favor of the College Team, a high score being made. The score of the second game was again in favor of the College, thus winning for that team the championship for the year 1910-1 ]. After the final game, a dinner was given to the vic- torious team. The color scheme carried out in the table decorations was that of our athletic colors, green and white. At a meeting of the Athletic Associa- tion, held the same evening. Dr. Benedict awarded the letters to the girls who had won them. Field-Day Records EVENT Running High Jump. HOLDER RECORD E. Hayes 3 ft. 1 1 ii Running Broad Jump E. Hayes 1 4 ft. Standing Broad Jump J. CUNNINGHAM 7 ft. 3 in. Hop, Step and Jump E. Hayes 31 ft. II in. Putting 8-Pound Shot M. Tyler 22 ft. 3 m. Basket Ball Throw M. DuVALL 60 ft. 2 in. 1 00-Feet Hurdles F. MatSON 5.2 seconds 50-Yard Dash L. HoOPER 6.6 seconds 1 00-Yard Dash E. Hayes 1 2.8 seconds Paint and Patches ' OFFICERS MARGARET COBB PreaiJeni BESSIE GRAMMER Vice PrcsiJcnl MAYO THACH Secretanj MARTHA TILLMAN Treasurer MARY PINKERTON . Ccmn,iltee MARY ERVIN I MEMBERS LOUISE BEADLES JEANNE ALEXANDER MARIE MAHONE MARY W. BELL ELIZABETH ANDERSON LUCILE MARSHALL JULIA SEVILLE D. DUNBAR AVIRETT FRANCES MARTIN MOLLIE BLOUNT DOROTHY BANCROFT RUTH MAURICE ALMA BOOTH CATHERINE BOSSON KITTEN MERRITT FLORA BRYAN HARRIET BUCHANAN SALLIE MILLER META BRYAN EUGENIA BUFFINGTON LUCY MINOR GRACE CALLAN ESTHER CORNWALL HELEN MONASH MARGARET COBB ELIZABETH CRAVEN MARY MOORE SARAH COOPER BESSIE CAROTHERS MARJORIE MOSS THEODOSIA CLARK MARGARET ENGELHARD SERENA MOTTER JANE CUNNINGHAM MARGARET DALTON ABBIE MUNROE PAULINE DARNELL ELIZABETH DARNALL MARY NORTHERN SARA DENHAM CAROLYN GWATHMEY ELOISE ORME SUSANNA DENMAN MARGARET HADDOCK JULIET PARRIS ERNA DRIVER MATTIE WELCH LOGAN MARION PHILLIPS ALMA EISENDRATH FRANCES NOYES MATSON MARY PINKERTON FAYE A ELLIOTT KATHRYNE MATTINGLY CAMMIE RODMAN CLARE ERCK EMMA WILSON MORRISS IDA POLK ROSS MILDRED ELY MARY VIRGINIA PARKER OLGA SABEL ADDIE ERVIN WILLIE BENHAM REEDER BESSIE SCOTT MARY ERVIN MARGARETHA RIBBLE ETHEL SHOOP HARRIET EVANS BERNICE RICHARDSON SUE SLAUGHTER HALLIE EVERETT FRANCES RICHARDSON ENID SIPE MARCELITE FARRIS FLORENCE CARR RIDDLE ENRIQUE SMITH BESSIE FRANKE S. MARGUERITE SHAFER JANE W. SNOW MARJORIE FRENCH ELEANOR SOMMERVILLE MARY SPRINKEL BESSIE GRAMMER ELIZABETH SUTHERLAND CORDELIA STACY CORA GREGG MARGARET H. THOMAS MARGARET STALEY ETHEL GREGORY HELENA MAY WEBSTER REBA STEPHENSON CLAUDINE GRIFFIN KATHERINE LANIER RUTH STEVENS ELIZABETH HAIL EM TURNER MERRITT DOROTHY TAYLOR CATHERINE HALL JOSEPHINE MURRAY MAYO THACH SUE HARDIE LEONORA NORVELL EMMY O. THOMAS ELLEN HAYES VIRGINIA ROBERTSON LUCY TILLMAN LUCILE HEGGIE HELEN RUTHERFORD MARTHA TILLMAN lONE HINDS LUCILLE SCHOOLFIELD HELEN TUCKER EVA HORNER ELEANOR WINGFIELD MARY TYLER lENNIE HURT ELEANOR FURMAN ELIZABETH TYSON MARY JONES ELIZABETH GREEN MERTIE WATSON HELEN LAMFROM KATHERINE QUINBY EULA WEAKLEY NELLE KELLER LOIS RICHARDSON REBECCA WHITE MARY McklNNEY MARY ELLIS WALKER LOULIE WILSON KATHERINE WILSON DOROTHY WALLACE ELSIE ZAEGEL FRANCES SUMMERS 76 PAINT AND PATCHES A Criticism of the Presentation of As You LiJ e It at Sweet Briar MUST begin by confessing that, until the night of June 5th, 1910, I was very much averse to seeing As You Like It presented at Sweet Briar. And before I go on to explain how completely I was forced at last to change my mind, I want to offer a few excuses for my unorthodox opinion. For so many years I had seen the idyllic, and especially the Shakes- pearean idyllic, attempted in colleges, academies, and even by children in intermediate schools, that I felt like saying with Miss Eliza Jameson when she saw the curate ' s sixth new baby, I have no patience with that sort of thing. It has always seemed to me that amateurs, when about to choose a play, seize upon Shakespeare with the same avidity that undergraduates, having a free essay choice, select Stevenson, and with the same result — a moderate and uninteresting success. The success of As You Like It, as presented at Sweet Briar, was neither moderate nor uninteresting. It was irresistible. In the first scene of the first act I felt my prejudices breaking down, and in the second scene I was congratu- lating myself on the privilege of being a spectator. Some one suggested that my change of heart might be partly accounted for by the fact that I was sta- tioned near one of the lights, and allowed to fancy myself useful, under a pretense of directing the focus of the rays toward the stage. I admit I have very little understanding of the science of light, but I thought I made up for my ineffectiveness in that respect by the assiduity with which I flung rocks into the swamp to keep the frogs quiet when their pipings rose too loud. However that may be, I am sure that even the knowledge of public service is not enough to inspire one with a feeling of permanent pleasure, particularly if the night is cold; and so I am quite safe in saying that it was purely the excellence of the production that makes June 5th stand out in my mind as an epoch in Sweet Briar history. The play, as should be the case in every idyll, owed its charm more to general effect than to individual acting; although the individual acting offered small opportunity for reproach. The Sweet Briar dell, down among the trees, with its rustic bridge, and its long grasses at the edge of the pool which caught just enough sparkle of light to appear a very respectable body of water indeed, was the most perfect spot in the world to bring out the pastoral peace of the shepherd scenes, and the fantastic witchery of the dialogues between Touch- stone and Rosalind. The costumes had the Shakespearean lavishness and regardlessness of surroundings. Could anything but velvets and satins be possible in the Forest of Arden? There were no hitches or delays, no for- gotten lines, no inaudible voices. There was no obviously bad acting. To be sure, Adam occasionally forgot to make his stick tremble, and the voice that came from his starved and feeble lips was sometimes surprisingly vigorous. And the banished Duke looked as if fitted by nature to be Rosalind ' s brother rather than her father. The usurping Duke would have rivalled in ferocity the most lowering villain of the melodramatic stage, had his short, mincing steps not been more in keeping with the part of soubrette. These things, how- ever, were merely incongruities, hardly to be considered out of place in such a land of wonder as Arden. In Amiens, one was not displeased to recognize the charming Alan-a-dale of last year. He sang his Under the Greenwood Tree enchantingly. The melancholy Jacques wisely gave himself no chance to misinterpret an impos- sible part. He looked very handsome and serious in his black velvet mantle. He prudently anchored himself by an enormous pair of boots to one spot, so that he should not be tempted into aimless ambling; and there he stood and spoke his lines with fine passivity. Phoebe was as amorous and cruel a coquette as one would wish to see. Audrey, contrary to tradition, was neither awkward nor ugly. She was a wild, graceful little creature with nimble feet and flying hair. I liked her so; for I never have been able to fit a homely Audrey into the beauty of Arden. If Touchstone had added a tail to his motley, doubtless one would often have seen him swinging by it down from the trees. Miss Zaegel won much applause for her talent in reproducing the monkeyish tricks of the favorite clown, but she made no attempt to interpret the subtlety of the poet ' s wit. Celia, in her effort to emphasize the strength of her cousin ' s independent character, almost overdid her part of clinging affectionateness. She seemed more like a timid, loving wife, trying to keep her brutal husband in a good temper, than like a comrade and friend. All the things she did were done obviously because she wanted to please Rosalind and not because she enjoyed doing them. Miss Thach ' s interpretation of Celia is, however, a perfectly legitimate one. She acted the part with her usual eerie grace. Orlando was a very proper hero for a Shakespearean maiden to love — not quite worthy of Rosalind, of course; but Shakespeare ' s young men, charm- ing as they always are, and pleasant-spoken, and possessed of all the courtly virtues, are never altogether worthy of the quick-witted, vivacious heroines. Orlando, as Miss Tyler portrayed him, could sigh superbly; he could be grat- ifyingly fierce and divinely melancholy. And he looked enchantingly beauti- ful and romantic in his dark, wine-colored cloak. Rosalind, beyond all question, was the star performer of the evening. She united real dramatic talent with literary excellence in the interpretation of her part. Whether she was in her court dress or her shepherd ' s smock, she was the right Rosalind. Miss Buffington succeeded astonishingly well in rep- resenting the swift changes of mood that characterize this most delightful hero- ine. She never failed to strike an answering chord in her audience. The pretty excitement with which she met Orlando and fell in love with him, the whims and caprices her love created in her, gained one ' s admiration at once. The melancholy resignation with which she received the Duke ' s verdict, the real joyousness she felt in her new life as a shepherdess, the childish humor of the tricks she played Orlando, and, withal, her high spirits, and the ready wit of her sallies, held one spellbound. But there was another star performer in this happy company — one whose name did not appear on the program. For it was to her that the success of what I called the general effect was due. It was her brain that planned and her hand that wrought. And I feel no regret in confessing to her and to the cast that I was wrong in my forebodings about the play. I am glad that As You Like It was given at Sweet Briar, and still more glad that I saw it. If I were some omnipotent power, whose opinion it was necessary to consult on important matters, I should, upon the first application for advice from the Sweet Briar Dramatic Club, give them carle blanche; for they have wisdom and judgment and a desire to work for what is worth while. M. P. Plays YOU NEVER CAN TELL Cast Valentine . MARGARET CoBB Phil Eugenia Buffington McComas Frances Richardson Bohen Margaret Thomas William Mary Tyler Gloria Mayo Thach Dolly Bessie M. Grammer Mrs. Clanden Elsie Zaegel Waitress Cammie Rodman Martha Tillman Stage Manager Margaret Dalton Costumes TWELFTH NIGHT To be presented m the Sweet Briar Dell, June 5th, 191 I. MERRY OFFICERS Mary Tyler President Martha Tillman Sccreiar];) and Treasurer MEMBERS Dorothy Bancroft Grace Callan Cora Gregg Ida Polk Ross Margaret Cobb Elizabeth Hail Jane Snow Margaret Dalton Ellen Hayes Mary Er in Eleanor Sommernille Ruth Maurice Reba Stephenson Eleanor Furman Marion Phillips Mary Sutherland Elizabeth Green Frances Richardson Emmy Thomas Margaret Thomas 83 Plays A BACHELOR ' S ROMANCE Cast Sylvia Summers MARGARET CoBB Miss Clementina Eleanor Sommerville Helen ELIZABETH Green Miss Leicester Reba StePHENSON French Maid Mary Erxin Harold Reynolds Ellen HayES Mulberry Emmy Thomas Gerald Holmes FRANCES RiCHARDSON Savage Marion Phillips Martin Jane Snow David Holmes MarY TylER THE RETURN OF DEBORAH Cast Blossom Farrar ELIZABETH Hail Margaret FLORENCE RiDDLE Delia Jane Snow Jane GRACE CalLAN Sarah Martha Tillman 84 OFFICERS Bessie M. Grammer President Addie C. Ervin SecretaTV and Treasurer MEMBERS Alma Booth Mary Bell Catherine Bosson Eugenia Buffington Theodosia Clark Elizabeth Craven Elizabeth Franke Erna Driner Jennie Hurt Nelle Keller Helen Lamfrom Lucile Marshall Emma Morriss Josephine Murray Leonora Norvell Mary Parker Mary Pinkerton Sara Simons Enid Sipe Elsie Zaegel Elizabeth Tyson Rebecca White honorary members Miss Connie M. Guion Miss Jessamine Chapman Miss Annie M. Powell 85 Plays A RUSSIAN HONEYMOON Cast Alexis Petrovitch Nelle Keller (A journeyman, afterward Gustav, Count of Woroffski) Poleska (his wife) EuGENIA BUFFINGTON Baroness Vladimer (his sister) EL IZABETH Franke Ivan (a master shoemaker) ELIZABETH Tyson Micheline (his daughter) CATHERINE BOSSON Koulikoff Demetrovitch TheodOSIA Clark (Indentent of the Chateau Woroffski) Osif (a young peasant) RebeCCA White THE FACTS IN THE CASE Cast Agnes Grosvenor (a young widow) Bessie GramMER John Armstrong (her lover) ELIZABETH TysON Millie Camp (a friend) Erna Driver Maid Elsie Zaegel Policeman ELIZABETH Franke 87 Sweet Briar Song Sweet Briar! Sweet Briar! the flower fair, The rose that on your crest you wear Shall never fade, but always bear Thy beauty, O Sweet Briar ! Sweet Briar ! Sweet Briar ! thy columns white Shine on the hills, a beacon light Of truth to burn with radiance bright Forever, O Sweet Briar ! Sweet Briar! Sweet Briar ! we sing to thee, May thy foundations ever be Strong as thy hills; thy purity That of thy rose, Sweet Briar! M. PINKERTON, ' 15 CLEECLUB OFFICERS Miss Helen F. Young Conductor Faye a. Elliott Accompanist Reba D. Stephenson 5ccre(arj; and Treasw ' r MEMBERS FIRST SOPRANO ELIZABETH ANDERSON ESTHER CORNWALL NELLIE DAVIDSON MILDRED ELY CLARE ERCK MARY ERVIN HALLIE EVERETT MARGARET HADDOCK HELEN HIBBERD ENID SIPE ENRIQUE SMITH JANE SNOW LOIS THACKER MARGARET THOMAS ELSIE ZAEGEL SECOND SOPRANO DOROTHY BANCROFT SARA DENHAM MARGARET DUVALL MARIE MAHONE K.ATHRYNE MATTINGLY EDNA SHUNK REBA STEPHENSON ELSIE WALKUP HELENA WEBSTER ALTO GRACE CALLAN BESSIE CAROTHERS CATHERINE COVEY MARCELITE FARRIS NORINE HARRISON lONE HINDS ESTHER KELLER FRANCES MATSON MARY PARKER FRANCES RICHARDSON LINDA WRIGHT 90 f ' MOLlj J ™ ' Reba D. Stephenson Leader Erna Driver Treasurer MEMBERS Jeanne Alexander Harriet Buchanan Jane Snow Erna Driver Emmy Thomas Reba Stephenson Margaret Engelhard Frances Richardson 92 D. Dunbar Axirett Sara Den ham Mary Sprinkle Ida Ross Linda Wright Marian Yerkes Em Turner Merritt OFFICERS Miss Caroline H. Crawford Director Reba D. Stephenson Secretary Helen V. Hibberd Treasurer MEMBERS Dorothy Bancroft Eugenia Buffington Grace Callan Caroline Caperton Bessie Carothers Margaret Cobb Esther Cornwall Elizabeth Craven Margaret Dalton Nellie Dax ' idson Sara Den ham Margaret Duvall Faye Elliott Mildred Ely Kathryne Mattingly Clare Erck Bessie Grammer Mary Ervin Helen Hibberd Esther Keller Marie Mahone LuciLE Marshall Jane Snow Reba Stephenson Emmy Thomas Margaret Thomas Lois Thacker Linda Wright 94 1 PRf ' VATjyJ I CATION 5. Briar-Patch Jennie Hurt Editor-in-Chief Esther Keller Business Manager Josephine W. Murray Assistant Business Manager Emma Wilson Morriss Art Editor Alma W. Booth Literary Editor Mary V. Parker Literary Editor Sweet Briar Magazine Frances Noyes Matson Editor-in-Chief Emma Wilson Morriss Exchange Editor Elsie L. ZaeGEL Business Manager ASSOCIATE EDITORS Mary Pinkerton Margaretha Ribble LuciLE Marshall Rebecca White Eugenia Buffington 96 SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE DEBATING CLUB OFFICERS Frances Noyes Matson President Helen Lamfrom ' ce President Esther Cornwall Secretary and Treasurer CLASS REPRESENTATIVES Senior Class EsTHER KelleR Junior Class ElsIE L. ZaeGEL Sophomore Class Mary B. PinkertoN Freshman Class KatherinE Wilson DEBATING CLUB May Day May 2, 1910 In Honor of the Queen of May May Queen JOSEPHINE Wadsworth Murray flower cirls Esther Cornwall Virginia Etheridge Who gives the garland MAIDS OF HONOR Mary Clifton Tabb X ' ho gives the crown Mary Tyler Who gives the scepter Louise M. Hooper Margaret Du all Emma L. Clyde Margaret L. Thomas The Crowning of the Queen of May in the Boxwood Circle The Masque of Flowers in the Sweet Briar Dell Concert by Sweet Briar Glee Club and Orchestra 101 Masque of Flowers ERCURY, my good lad, thou art ever filled with goodly news, come hither and soothe my godly mind with some tales of mortals ' domgs. The evenmg repast of nectar and ambrosia was just over ■i and all had departed from Jupiter ' s presence save Mercury, his faithful servant. Your Honor, I bring tidings of the crowning of a mortal maid as Queen of May. A queen. Mercury, did I hear thee speak of a queen? eagerly inquired Jupiter, who, being enraptured with his own fair Juno, was looking for the opportunity to make her jealous. Aye, your majesty, she is one of the many mortal maidens seeking knowl- edge at the noble Sweet Briar College, of which I have so often told thee, and which is situated in the majestic mountains of a place in the Western Hemi- sphere known as Virginia. ' T is so worthy an Institution that thou hast en- dowed it with all the goodness thou canst bestow upon it, and its Instructors are so learned and wise that they do at times rival the Goddess of Wisdom. ' T is the custom, and a most picturesque one, to hold each year on the Eve of May a court in honor of the maiden, who hath, by her beauty, charm, and diligent study, won the admiration and love of all. Now, it so happens that the queen to be is of such extraordinary beauty and love, that these maidens have for days been preparing to do homage to her on the morrow. Concealed from their eyes, I have watched them erect a throne, all bedecked with draperies and flowers, at the end of a wonderful boxwood circle, around which many maidens, whose grace and beauty reign only second to that of their Queen, are to dance in singing pretty verses. Forsooth, Mercury, go thou in all haste to my God of Weather, tell him ' tis the mighty Jupiter ' s decree that the weather calendar be set aside, and that the Sun God take his accustomed westward journey with his most radiant of garbs and brilliant of chariots, to shine forth as never he did before. Why, thou hast so won me with thy eloquence about this maid, that I will bid thee go to Flora with word to bring forth on the morrow her rarest of beauties in such exuberance that the earth shall be carpeted. When this thou hast accomplished, send hither Invieno, my God of Winter, and Primavera, my Goddess of Spring. Now be off as fast as e ' er a bird can fly to do my bidding. Soon, in all haste, Invieno and Primavera appeared, eager to learn of Jupiter ' s desires. Greetings, my good and faithful quarterwaiters, Invieno and Primavera! List ye here. Long have ye been contesting between yourselves as to which of you is the most beauteous. But as both of you have always performed all that I could desire of you, and both are in your turns the most goodly of sights, I have never seen fit to distinguish between you. Now, word has been brought to me of a Festival, the crowning of a Queen of May. This Queen has so won my favor that I desire to add for her pleasure a surprise, which ye are to carry out, and in so doing, I shall make her judge between your beauty and ability. So prepare ye for her a Masque to be given in the Dell at Sweet Briar, as soon as the court hath done its homage. In consequence of Jupiter ' s generosity, the glorious May Day dawned upon a thing of beauty. Flora had fulfilled her commission by covering every nook and recess of the spacious rolling campus with flowers of every hue and kind. She had created on the banks of the brooklet a throne of growing flowers and ferns upon which the Queen and her ladies of court were to watch the Masque. Jupiter himself descended from his lofty abode to gaze upon the resplen- dent sight. When Apollo had been just two hours on his downward journey, the procession of white-clad maidens, each wearing a garland of flowers, preceded the Queen to the boxwood circle, now transformed by the hand of Flora. After the Queen, winsome and charming, had been proclaimed sovereign of the day, and the graceful maidens had twined the May Pole, a fair youth, garbed as a forester, appeared from no one knows where, and with a flourish of cap and stately bow, summoned her majesty to preside as judge over the Masque Winter and Spring were to give in the Dell. He then led the court into a fairyland. As soon as the Queen and her court had seated themselves amid a great bower of flowers, in the cool, secluded spot beneath shady poplars, the birds, whose homes are in the lofty trees, burst into song, adding to the fairy-like scene the brilliant coloring of their plumage as they flitted from bough to bough. Then across the rustic bridge came Winter, clad in a coat of fur, and leaning on a heavy knotted staff. It was some time before he reached the front of 103 Nature ' s amphitheatre, there only to be seized with a fit of violent coughing, for he had chosen to take the guise of an old man, crippled and bent with age, in the hope of thus gaining the Queen ' s sympathy. Hardly had he composed himself, when Spring, as if impatient to show her charms, came wending her way down the slope, casting on every side delicate, tmted flowers which she held concealed in the folds of her airy robe. She was enveloped in the most delicate draperies of soft white and pale green, while upon her head was a wreath of the earliest pmk wild flowers. After joyously flitting about, as if to delight in every corner of this fairy nook, she noiselessly tripped up behind Winter and, tapping him lightly on the shoulder, greeted him in a mockmg tone, at which Winter became much irritated. Jupiter, seeing that a quarrel was about to ensue on account of Primavera ' s untimely approach, sent Gallus, the Sun God ' s messenger, in all haste with a dispatch to them, censuring them for their unseemly conduct, and advising them to set about their work. Primavera, egotistical, and confident of her success in winning the fair judge ' s favor, with a saucy, ironical toss of her head, danced away at the ap- proach of Winter ' s gamesters, declaring that when the Queen had quickly tired of Winter ' s noisy song and dance, she. Spring, would return into this fragrant Dell with fresh and bright-hued flowers, and till then she would bid her farewell. Winter then resumed his former joviality, for as a rule, he is a mirthsome old man, commissioned Bacchus and Kawasha, the God of Tobacco, on whom he had called for aid, to commence their games. And while they were bantering each other in song, he hobbled away across the bridge. When the singers and dancers had retired to rejoin their master. Spring reappeared from her fairy recess, in company with twelve Garden Gods, and dancing up to the Queen, announced that she would, with their aid, perform a miracle, and present a dance of the flowers. The miracle was accomplished therewith, and immediately in tripped a throng of Spring Flowers, as fair youths, who seemed in their graceful dancing to be scarcely touching the ground from which they had so lately sprung. Then softly and lightly, as if blown by the gentle breezes, they fluttered away, and Spring, swaying and gliding up to the throne, in rhythm to the voice of bird and sound of wind in the trees, placed a garland of flowers, woven by Flora ' s own hands, at the feet of the Queen, then vanished up the slope and was lost in the green back- ground, leaving the Queen and her court in as much perplexity as Jupiter had always been, but in their hearts glad to welcome the reign of Spring and her flowers. K_ L. A. S. QuiNBV. 104 4 How Brer Rabbit Won the Prize With Apologies lo Joel Chandler Harris] jf NCLE REMUS, said the little boy one day, as Saint Valen- tine drew near, won ' t you tell me about the time when Brer Rabbit tried to get Miss Nancy Cotton-Tail? To tell you de truf, honey, I dunno ez I ' member, the old man said, as he dropped his heavy eyelids pretending to be asleep, but not shutting them close enough not to see what was going on. Wal, honey, ever since I been pirootin ' roun ' in dese low groun ' s, it ' s been de talk o ' dem what know ' d, dat Brer Rabbit wuz a lively man at a frolic. Dey couldn ' t be a dance er a quiltin ' er nothin ' , nowhars aroun ' , but what dar he ' d be ; he wuz most generally fust ter come, and last ter go. You ' member ' bout Miss Meadows and de gals? Wal, one day she sent invitachuns, writ on leaves, invitin ' all de folks, oV an ' young, to a ' swing-your- partner ' dance at de big house on de old plantaschun, and she tell each one fur ter bring a valentime, and dat de prettiest valentime got de prettiest gurl. Wal, toby sho. Brer Rabbit knowed de prettiest gurl, he did, and he knowed her to be Miss Nancy, so he sot hisself to fin ' a valentime, sech as wuz nivir seen in dem parts. ' Twuz jest ' bout de time dat Brer Fox had kinder made up his min ' dat he want Miss Nancy. So he got ter work, an ' he say ter hisse ' f dat if Brer Rabbit doan leave him ' lone dat he goner ketchim in a corner whar he can ' t git out. Wal, dey both put out, dey did, and Brer Rabbit, jes ez always, got ter fiddlin ' roun ' , playin ' tricks on all his neighbors, so when de ebenin ' er de fourteenth come he ' member dat he ain ' t foun ' no valentime yit. Wal, he run dis way, an ' he run dat, den he sot his- se ' f down fer a spell, and den he stood. He tap hisse ' f on de hed, he did, an ' shot his eyeballs, an ' do like he studyin ' — sayin ' ter hisse ' f dat ' twuz a heap mo under his hat den on de top. Bimeby, as night come long, Brer Rabbit, he beat it home, he did, to git - dressed fur de party up at Miss Meadows. He slicked an ' he slucked, an ' he rig hisse ' f out in his Sunday best, er lookin ' kerscrumpshus ter dem what like dat kinder doin ' s, and en a stickin ' his hand ' chief in his pocket a-sprinkled wid suniffin from a pepper-box. He tooks his foot in his hand, an ' start up de road wid a clippity-lippity-clippity- clip, a-makin ' fer Miss Meadows. But ez soon ez he wuz, Brer Fox wuz dar befo ' him. It seem like he wuz so much in de habit er bein ' out- dun by Brer Rabbit dat he can ' t do widout it. Brer Rabbit bow, he did, an ' pass de time er de night wid him, an ' ax how his fambly wuz. Wid dat. Brer Rabbit he slip on by Brer Fox, he did, a-goin ' to de place whar de valentimes wuz to be stntched out. Dar wuz dat big red heart made from de inside o ' de beat, dat Brer Fox had worked so hard fer to make -an ' dat wuz de prettiest one dar. Brer Rabbit he shuk his head, he did. an ' make up his min ' right den and dar dat Brer Fox would sho ' have to go way from dere dat night, ' case he won ' t goin ' ter be a nippy-nappin ' an ' let Brer Fox go swing his partner wid Miss Nancy. Wid dat. Brer Rabbit he tip-toe up to Brer Fox, he did, an ' say, bein ' as dey sech good friends neighbors, ez yer might say — he doan min ' tellin ' him dat jes now when he pass by de passure, he seen Brer Bar, he did, a- tearin ' up all his things, ' case he wuz mad ' case Brer Fox he dun went to de party — an ' Brer Rabbit sez, sezee, dat he ' ll go help him, if he come quick, an ' den dey ' ll git back to de givin ' ob de prize. So den dey put off down de road. Brer Fox a trottm ' and Brer Rabbit gwm ' in a canter. Now, honey, I doan wancher to fergit ez I done tole you dat Brer Rab- bit had done fixed a pool, civered over wid leaves, so ' s not ter be seen, whar he wuz a-goin ' to let Brer Fox fall in. You say I am ' t tole you — sho I has, an ' doan you be a nippy-nappm ' any more ' n Brer Rabbit ! Wal, ez I wuz er sayin ' . Brer Rabbit an ' Brer Fox went down de road jes ' a-goin ' , dey did, an ' when dey got ter de bottom sumpin ' n ' er happen, an ' how it come ter happen Brer Fox niver can tell. He ain ' niver know wheder he fall in, er slip in, er if he wuz pushed in, but dar he wuz, in — an ' he cum mighty nigh not gittin ' out — but he scramble, an ' he scuffle till he dumb out. He sneeze an ' he snooze, an ' he wheeze an ' he whoze, till he look like he ' d drown right whar he was a-standin ' . Wal, honey, ' twuz jes ' about ez much ez Brer Rabbit kin do fer ter keep I fum laughin ' , but he look mighty sollumcolly, an ' he sez, sezee, dat he ' s terrible sorry case it wuz so, an ' all the time er sayin ' fer Brer Fox ter hurry home ter sit m front er de fire to dry. Wal, Brer Fox wuz sho mad, ' case ' twon ' t goner be no prize nor nothin ' . He doan say a word, but jes ' shuck hisse ' f once mo ' an ' put out fer home, wid Brer Rabit a-lopin ' back to Miss Meadows jes ' a-laughin ' . He ' d a ' mos ' gone too fer, an ' stayed too late, ' case when he git back dey wuz a-holin ' up a big red heart, sayin ' dat de owner er dat would please step forward an ' claim his gurl. So Brer Rabbit, he step out, he did, wid his head in de air, a-holin ' out his ban ' s to de lady, an ' a-smolin ' a smile; den away dey danced wid all de folks a-lookin ' on, jealous- like, but atter dat dey don ' t say much, ' case twan ' t much fer to say. Lucille Schoolfield. 11)7 Twilight in the Jungle ' T was the hour of twihght, and the Jungle was hushed and quiet. The twitterings of the httle birds had stopped abruptly. The various families of monkeys had enjoyed a last glorious race from tree-top to tree-top, and were now settled down for the night, swinging comfortably by their tails. Even old Boroo, the huge elephant, had made his last round of the Jungle, and satisfied that no enemy would intrude during the night, had gone to sleep in his bed of rushes by the river ' s edge. Inside the warm, cozy cave where the Tigers lived, the lady of the house was preparing her youngest child for bed; while Tommy and Susy, the twins, did their lessons for the next day, and her lord and master. Sir Thomas Topaz Tiger, reposed in ease on an upholstered reck, and glanced over the headlines of The Jungle Dailxi. Come, children, said Lady Tiger, when at last her youngest had been tucked into bed, come, Susy and Tcmmy, put down your books, my dears. It ' s high time for you to be asleep, like all good little cubs. Oh, mother! implored little Susy Tiger, with a beseeching look, mayn ' t we stay up a little longer? And won ' t you tell us a story, mother? added little Tommy Tiger, a real exciting one, mother — all about you and Dad. Really, darlings, it ' s much too late, objected Lady Tiger, who, though the fondest of parents, believed in keeping her children healthy; some other time, perhaps. Oh, no, tell us one to-night! begged the twins, in unison — do, mother! Yes, my dear, by all means, let us hear another of your inimitable stories, said Sir Thomas, putting down his paper with an indulgent smile; it ' s as great a treat for me as for the children. O Thomas, murmured Lady Tiger, purring with pleasure as she smiled fondly into his handsome countenance, you flatter me, love! Well, children, what shall it be about? Fighting! shouted the twins in a delighted chorus, man-fights! 109 ' Hush, my pets, or you ' ll wake baby, cautioned their mother. Well, darlings, did I ever tell you how I once killed a man, single handed? O mother! You? A real man? cried Tommy and Susy in open-eyed amazement. Yes, a real man, as your father very well knows, answered Lady Tiger, casting a loving glance in his direction. You see, it was this way — Here Susy and Tommy settled themselves comfortably on the carpet of dried leaves, having carefully wrapped their tails about them, as they had been taught from their etiquette books, and prepared to listen attentively. It was in the dead of winter, and hunting was scarce for every one in the Jungle, began Lady Tiger. Your father spent his days in courageous raid- ing, but even with all his vast skill and indomitable bravery, we often went to bed supperless. O mother! How terrible! came from little Susy, whose beautiful eyes were filled with sympathetic tears. It was indeed a dreadful plight, my darlings, continued Lady Tiger, in moved tones, but your dear papa and I rejoiced that we had each other to console and sympathize with. Indeed, yes, added Sir Thomas, heartily. The winter drew on, and our supplies were increasingly difficult to ob- tain. Often as we sat before the evening fire, both of us heartsick and weary, and your poor father so thin that he was nothing but skin and bone, we would dream of the meal we should like to have had — we could almost see the roasted hares and stuffed ducks — and, best of all, a plump, nice, tender man. But, ah, those were only dreams, my darlings, and we would creep off to bed, trying to forget our hunger in cheerless sleep. Here Lady Tiger paused to touch her eyes with her handkerchief, on which were her initials, daintily embroidered, and the whole surrounded by a crown, for the Tigers were of royal blood. Ah, those days were indeed dreadful, my children, and your dear papa and I suffered more than we could ever tell! But hush your crying, Susy darling; and Tommy, my precious one, mother is safe enough now- let me wipe your eyes, pet, while I go on with my story : One morning your father set out unusually early to make a last desperate effort. It was a raw, windy, misty day, and I feared for your dear papa ' s rheumatism, but he was determined to go! The hours dragged on, and he did not return, and you can imagine the agonies of apprehension which I endured. Finally, about noon, he came back, limping painfully. At once I realized that his rheumatism had again set in, but I could see by the light in his face that he 110 had been slightly encouraged by something. I remember his veiy words, as he entered the cave. ' Amberola, ' he said, ' we have a new hope, my dear. A party of humans are camping in the clearing above the river, and I trust I may return with one to-night. ' Here Lady Tiger gazed with devoted eyes at her husband. Ah, chil- dren, she said, in ringing tones, may you never be less courageous than your dear papa! Crippled though he was with his rheumatism, and weakened from hunger and exhaustion, he yet resolved to undertake a perilous journey that very hour. My darling, remonstrated Sir Thomas, you lay too much emphasis on that simple deed of mine. You were the real hero, and I did very little, he concluded modestly. Go on and tell the children about it, my dear. Well, resumed Lady Tiger, your father set out once more, after a few minutes ' rest in the cave. I begged to accompany him, but on that one point he was obdurate. ' No, indeed, Amberola, ' he said firmly, ' I cannot let you expose yourself so to unknown dangers. Wait here for me, and ere nightfall I hope I shall bring back to you some tender morsel. ' With that, and after bidding me an affectionate farewell, he set out, and I watched him go, my eyes blinded by tears. Alas, I feared he might never return! But he did, didn ' t he, mother? asked little Susy, round eyed. Of course, silly, promptly replied Tommy, or else he wouldn ' t be here now. I ' m not a silly. responded Susy tearfully, and I regret to state that she pulled his tail. Children! children! said Lady Tiger, while Sir Thomas growled dis- approvingly at the twain. There, ycu mustn ' t quarrel any more, darlings, but listen to mama. As I was saying, your papa left me, and I spent a most harrowing afternoon, waiting for his return. I pictured your dear parent in all sorts of distress, and finally, as night drew on, I made up my mind to go. To be sure, I had firmly intended to accede to your dear papa ' s request, but at the thought of his possible dangers, I used my woman ' s prerogative, and changed my mind. And here Lady Tiger cast a roguishly playful glance at her lord. A smile played over Sir Thomas ' s good-natured countenance as he re- marked, Oh, you women ! ' ou vomen ! How true was the old poet who said, ' Femina semper varium el nmtahile est. ' There, Tommy, observed Lady Tiger, see how nicely your dear papa can quote from the classics! Can you do the same from your Latin? I fear you do not study it enough, my pet. Tommy promptly blushed so hard that he was a deep scarlet color between his black stripes, and he mentally registered a vow to study harder in the future. It was the hour before sundown, said Lady Tiger, and I ran hurriedly through the Jungle, seeking to reach the clearing before dark. After stumb- ling along through the thick undergrowth for several miles, I at last came to the river. Following this for a mile or so, at length I perceived the clearing to be close at hand — only a few rods away. And your dear papa? Where, oh, Tvhere was he? Lady Tiger paused impressively and looked at her hearers. The agonies of that moment I shall remember on my dying day! she announced, firmly. My head was in a whirl, but I managed to remember a few of the first hunt- ing rules, and I crept stealthily forward to the clearing. The sight that met my eyes was truly curious. A cluster of tents had been placed at the far end of the clearing, and before these stood an animated group of humans, all talking at once. ' Yes, by Jove, ' one of them was saying, ' it ' s a perfect specimen — the best skin I ever saw. ' ' Make a stunning rug, ' added another, and a third remarked that the stripes were unusually well defined. The suggestion that these words brought to me was enough to make my fur stand on end. I feared the worst, and yet I could not believe they were talking of my husband — of your dear papa! ' This hunting trip of ours will bring all sorts of honors to dear old Princeton, ' went on a fourth human. ' Well, fellows, let ' s go down to the river and see if those rascally natives have baited the rhinoceros trap all right. Come along! ' ' I ' ll stay here and keep up the fire, ' said the first one who had spoken, as he lit a curious little white stick called a cigarette. ' Beat it, fellows — and bait it. ' Laughing at this, which I privately thought a very poor joke, the other men strolled through the clearing, down towards the river, singing something or other about ' dear old Princeton. ' When their voices had died away in the distance, I felt that the time had come for action. O mother! breathed little Susy. Think of it — a real, live, awful man! Weren ' t you scared? Of course she was scared! said Tommy, scornfully. It ain ' t no cinch to kill a man, believe me! Indeed it is not, said Lady Tiger; in fact, it always has been a difficult performance, my darlings, for humans have all sorts of spears and guns with which to defend themselves. There is a family tradition, for that matter, that one of your oldest ancestors brought home a human who was entirely encased 112 in metal — head and all. I believe he was called a knight, or a crusader, or something of that sort, but at any rate, they had a fearful time cracking his shell. In the end, however, the inside was found to be delicious! I saw tha t everything depended on me, and I instinctively thought of the shield of the noble house of Tiger. You both know it well, children —a tiger, rampant, bearing in his paws a human creature, with this motto beneath : ' H ominem qui meruit, feral. ' The exalted feeling of bravery and superiority, which always comes after seeing that shield, swept over me in a rush, and I felt inspired. Silently I crept along. But oh, my darlings, how can I even describe the sight that met these horrified eyes! How can I even tell the terror and dread sorrow that enveloped my breaking heart ! For there, lying under a bush, bound with huge, cruel ropes, and seemingly doomed forever, lay — Here poor Lady Tiger choked and strove for utterance. O my children, my children — she sobbed, it was your dear papa! Instantaneously, Tommy and Susy burst into frightened sobs, and even the redoubtable old Sir Thomas himself was not ashamed to wipe a tear away from his manly eye. For some moments Lady Tiger and her children wept uncontrollably, but a few comforting words from Sir Thomas at last quieted their emotions. Wiping her beautiful amber eyes on her handkerchief, she continued in a trembling voice: Darlings, you may indeed know that I was in a desperate situation. Alone, unprotected, with a foe before me, and worst of all, the partner of my joys and afflictions lying helpless on the ground — ah, my pets, your mama hopes )ou may never be in such a dread position ! The sight of your dear papa aroused all my feelings, and I emitted one low, heart-broken moan. Lady Tiger paused, controlled her feelings with a mighty effort, and went on ; Then I glanced up. The man was busying himself with fastening a sort of banner, with orange and black letters thereon, to a pole in front of his tent. When it was securely nailed on, he took off his hat, removed his cigarette, and, bowing low, he shouted : ' Princeton! Princeton! Rah, Rah, Rah! Tiger ! Ti iger! As I lay there, behind a clump of bamboo, for a moment I half rose up, in surprise — and the next instant my blood ran cold; for, darlings, I realized then that he had discovered my hiding place, and this was his challenge to fight. 113 Oh! Mother! said Tommy, while httle Susy ' s paws clasped each other. In an agony of suspense they awaited the outcome. Terrified beyond measure, yet not daring to be cowardly, I was deter- mined that the creature should not lack for a worthy opponent, and with a loudly beating heart, I gathered myself for a spring. And, children, interposed Sir Thomas at this point, it was no slight spring she was preparing for. Think what your mother ' s bravery meant. Tommy and Susy! Ah, my dear, and he fondly turned to his wife, you were born to be a suffragette. Thomas! Thomas! cried Lady Tiger in agonized tones, O Thomas, not that! Never that, my husband! Hush, my love, said Sir Thomas, hastily, I meant that your wonderful courage and bravery would mean worlds to a suffragette, or, indeed, an Am- azon. Amberola, my darling, calm yourself! There, there! Let us go on with the story. Well, continued his wife, somewhat appeased by this explanation, I measured the distance between us, and prepared for the desperate leap, full well realizing that one spring does not always mean a swallow. But my faith- ful training in the gymnasium had not been in vain. With a swift bound, I hurled myself th rough the air, and a second later had landed on the man! Here Sir Thomas ' s eyes shot out sparks of fire, and he growled under his breath, while his long and beautiful tail slowly lashed the floor. Ah, if he could have but been there! Mother, mother, go on! cried the twins, in a fever of excitement. I landed on the man, said Lady Tiger, and the struggle which ensued was short and terrific. The creature fought desperately, twisting and kicking with all his might, but the thought of your dear papa gave me added courage. With the fury of a madman I plunged toward him — he gave one last cry — and then the warm blood trickled over my face, and — he was still. There was a hushed silence in the cave. The three listeners gazed with devoted admiration at Lady Tiger, whose voice had sunk to a dramatic whis- per. Unbounded pride welled up in their loyal hearts at the thought of what this slender, beautiful, amber-eyed wife and mother had achieved. Sir Thomas leaned forward, and taking his wife ' s paw, gallantly kissed it. My brave, beautiful Amberola! he said. Tears of appreciation came into Lady Tiger ' s eyes. TTie rest is easily told, my darlings, she said. I hastened over to where your dear papa was lying and gnawed loose the ropes which bound him, and the joyous greeting that followed was enough reward for all our sorrows. Then I lifted the man 114 and, your father leading the way, we crept through the Jungle, back to our own dear home. It was a difficult journey, for your papa had his rheumatism and I had the man, but we finally arrived. With joyful hearts we prepared for our first square meal in many moons, and when we sat down to the table, our gratitude and pleasure knew no bounds. Oh, Thomas, will you ever for- get that night? Never, darling, never, said Sir Thomas, fondly. Lady Tiger smiled back into his eyes. Then she arose. Come, babies; time for bed. O mother! chorused the twins, as they got up. It was such a beautiful story! Thank you for telling it to us, mother dear. You are welcome, my pets, said Lady Tiger, and she kissed them a loving good-night. When the two little figures had disappeared, she turned to her husband : Oh, those were stirring times, Thomas! she said. And you tell them in a stirring way, my love, replied Sir Thomas. I ' ll put out the candles, darling, while you wind the clock. One by one the lights were extinguished, and only the silver radiance of the moon illumined the Tigers ' cave. Twilight was long since over, and the Jungle was asleep. Marve Sutherland. _.:. . t.tt: 115 BaIla of ©ctober Through glittering forest Tva )s lil(e these. The {(nights came riding betrveen the trees. Their bright plumes flashing along the breeze. The wind is high on the hill to-dav. The fallen leaves on the forest floor Rustle as sill( that their ladies wore; Cloxv like the jewels their ladies bore. The wind is blowing the leaves awa . A purple veil on the vallev ' s fire Shrouded the goal of their keen desire, Mvsterv hiding the battle ' s mire. The wind is high on the hill to-dav. Their steeds were black on a sunset skv. The]) rode down the wind as the dead leaves fl . And here in the forest walk P u and I. The wind is blowing the leaves away. l ' envoi Love, shall we sigh for their passing? Nav; Thev held in gage for a golden dav. Life and a lady, what more ask they? The wind is high on the hill to-day. M. PiNKERTON, ' 13. 116 The Way of Woman HO ' LY, honey, sho ' ly, I done been hyar evah sence befo ' de war. No ' m, you hyar tell how things is different an ' sich, but I ' ve lived the three generashuns an ' I ain ' t see ' d sich ' n ermount uv difference. All de young men still cote jes ' lak dey use ter an ' all de gals, purty er not, dresses up an ' fixes de hair an ' puts on de airs jes ' lak dey alius hev. I ain ' t seed no great change. I was seated in the pleasant living room of an old-time Southern mansion; my hostess being very busy with numerous household tasks at this hour of the morning, I had thought it a propitious time to write up some of my experi- ences on this Virginia plantation. But Manda, the blackest and most tyran- nical of old Southern mammies, had come in to dus ' up and, as usual, was in a talkative mood. So I left my place at the writing table and sank into a comfortable lounging chair. The muslin curtains swayed gently in the sum- mer breeze and the quiet of a summer day reigned over all. Seated there in the cool depths of the old chair, I fell to thinking of the many changes that, after all, had been wrought here in this pleasant land of sunshine and flowers. I looked up to find ' Manda still wiping the piano legs assiduously, but a reminiscent smile hovered around her lips and she emitted a delighted and soul- satisfying chuckle at the end of every two seconds. But, Mammy, I said, surely you don ' t mean what you have just said, there have been loads of changes here. For instance, you are free now and have been for many years. Isn ' t that a change? No ma ' am, hit ain ' t; I ain ' t eny mo ' free dan I wuz befo ' de war. kaze I ' m still got a mistis, an ' dey ain ' t been so a ' mighty many changes, tek my wud fer hit, wen the young people ack jes ' perzackly lak dey alwus hev. I laughed at this logic and reminded the old darkey that there were other things in the world besides youth and love-making, but this made her indignant. You-all ' s purty young yit, she said scornfully. Wen you gits ez ol ' ez I be you ' ll see ez how purty much eve ' ything in dis ol ' worl ' hinges on ter love-makin ' . I ain ' t lived all my life fer nuffin, to be sho ' I ain ' t. Look hyar at my mistis, I b ' long ter her mammy ' fo ' she wuz evah bo ' n or thinkin ' ' bout bein ' bo ' n. I seed all uv her mammy ' s cotin ' days an ' I seed all uv hern, an ' now if dar ain ' t her darter ackin ' up de same way. Shoo, you can ' t tell me nuffin. Dar dey is, three gals, gran ' mammy, mammy, an ' darter, an ain ' t dey eve ' y las ' one on um perzackly erlak? You may change de way uv feedin ' an ' rockin ' er baby, but wen hit grows up, you can ' t tell no a ' mighty diffunce in de ways dey wuz raised. Huh ! hit sho ' do tickle me de way dey don ' sus- picion ertall dat hit ' s all been done befo ' um. Now dar wuz ma firs ' mistis, she lived right hyar in dis ve ' y house, an ' she ain ' t never been ' lowed to lif her leetle finger. Den dar cum erlong dat No ' thern solded, he done got hurt by er cannon ball right in dis yer front yard, so ' twant nuffin fer dem to do but tek him in an ' nuss him twel he got well. Miss Betty done wint crazy ovah him fum de firs ' . I ain ' t never been able ter un- nerstan ' it. Hyar she wuz alwus heving beaux an ' sich, kaze she wuz jes ' ez purty ez er picter, an ' she never ca ' in erbout er single one uv ' em twel de only man dat she hadn ' t orter lak cum erlong, an dar she wuz haid ovah heels in love. ' Manda looked out of the window as if vainly seeking for the incompre- hensible vagaries of womankind. To be sho ' honey, she went on, Misteh Gerard wuz jus ' all right ' cept in one respeck, and dat was dat he warn ' t a South ' ner. Ol ' Marse warn ' t gwinter stan ' no No ' thern son-in-law, and Mis ' Betty knowed hit, but d at didn ' t he ' p her none, kaze she jes ' wint right on an ' did de cotin ' . Yas ' um she did, too. You kin talk all you please ' bout wimmin bein ' hol ' -backy, but I ain ' t never seed it. No, ma ' am! Uv cose, ma Mis ' Betty bein ' a Peyton, wan ' t gwineter dew nuffin unseemly, but ' twuz ernuff ter put on er pink print dress an ' cum ersteppin ' in dat long winder, er curls erflyin ' an ' ' er hands full uv roses. Den she ' d sort uv look at ' im shy lak outer de corner uv ' er eyes an begin to fool ovah de flowers, er puttin ' um in firs ' one jar an ' den tother, an ' dat po ' boy ' ud jes ' sorter breave hard an ' tun white an ' red by turns. Huh! I seed what wuz cummin ' an ' I ' d hang erroun ' an ' dus ' up an sich, but ' twarn ' t no use, kaz she ' d say, ' You kin go, Mandy, I ' ll tek cyar uv Mister Gerard for er while. ' An ' uv cose dat ended me, I ' d hev to leave um. He ' d lay dar an ' look at ' er, an ' she ' d read to ' im an ' sing to ' im twel de po ' boy nearly went crazy. Den one day I wuz out dar, waving her hand toward the vine-covered veranda, an dey wuz in hyar. I hearn Miss Betty foolin ' ' bout, feedin ' him herself wid some candy she done made. She ' d pick out er good piece an ' mek him say som ' po ' try, den she ' d put hit in his mouf. ' Twuz terrible silly, kaze he wuz mos ' well an ' cud sho ' ly feed hisse ' f. Atter while I stahted in. 118 but lawd ! Mistah Gerard hed done grabbed her leetle ban ' an ' wuz er hohn ' hit up erginst his face. Den he sorter fling it away fum him an ' say, ' Oh, fer- giv ' me, fergiv ' me! ' Now, Mis ' Betty cud hev er let it go at dat, ter ma notion uv thinkin ' , but no suh, she staht right in ter torment him. She look ' proachful lak at him an ' say, ' I ' ll fergive you dis time, Gerard, but what wud dat gal in de No ' th think? ' Mistah Gerard look ' spnse lak an ' ' low, ' What gal? ' She say, ' De one you love, ' an ' blush an ' drap her eyes. Mistah Gerard des hollered out, ' Dey ain ' t no gal but you, an ' I didn ' mean ter tell you, but I couldn ' t let you think der wuz enybody sides jes ' you. It ' s you I love. ' No ' m, I ain ' t never seed why she done hit. She knowed what her pappy ' d do, kaze she hed to leave and go No ' th wid ' im. An ' ole Marse wouldn ' t ' low none uv we all ter go wid ' um an ' what ' s mo, we had to stay dumb ' bout her — an ' she wurn ' t never ' lowed to cum back, her dat wuz de ve ' y idol uv her ole pappy ' s heart an ' uv all we-all ' s, too. Mammy ' s voice caught a little and she wiped her old eyes on the corner of her spotless apron and then she went on in a more cheerful strain: Wal, ez I sayed, we-all didn ' hear nuffin erbout Mis ' Betty twel one day, eighteen year atter she had lef, I was er pickin ' som ' hawthorn down by de big gate, an ' in walked er gal. She wuz des de spitten ' , breavin ' image of ma leetle mistis. I knowed ez how ' twuz ' er darter an ' I hedn ' t never knowed befo ' dat she hed one. Seems ez how her pappy an ' mammy hed died an ' er gran ' pappy bein ' er onliest folks, she ' d cum ter ' im. Wal, she looked so much lak her mammy, dat de ole gent ' mun des tuk ' er in an ' set ' er onter de same ped ' stal her mammy hed set on befo ' ' er. Wal, my secon ' Mis ' Betty didn ' choose nobody her grandpappy didn ' lak, but she done wuss. You see er gal dat ' s new lak an ' all does gether young mens eroun ' ' er lak bees eroun ' a peach blossom tree, an ' ma leetle gal warn ' t no exceptshun. All er de boys jes ' flocked. Sometimes we ' d hev ez many ez er dozen fer Sunday dinnah, an ' she cud er picked an ' choosed. But what did she do but pick out de ve ' y pusson dat she orter lef alone. Mistah Phil Gordon an ' Miss Elise Cyarter hed been cotin ' evah sence dey wuz reg ' lar babies. Miss Elise wuz own thud cousin ter Miss Betty, an ' dose two gals des tuk ter each other lak dey ' d been raised tergether. Dey wuz alius spendin ' days tergether and dey seemed ter be purty nigh miserable when dey foun ' deyse ' f apart. Miss Elise wuz a gay, happy young lady, alius carryin ' on foolishness wid all de young men. An ' dey wuz alius mighty glad when dey cud git er ter go ter a dance wid um, or horsebac ' , an ' sech. But dey all knowed ez how she really b ' longed ter Mistah Phil, kaze she des naterul-bo ' n worshipped him. I ain ' t never seed how Miss Betty cud er been so blin ' . I reckon she didn ' t know Miss EHse ez well ez she ' spicioned she did. Miss Betty wuz awful hot blooded an ' all, but she ain ' t never say nuffin she didn ' mean, an ' bein ' N ' irginia bo ' n on ' er mammy ' s side warn ' t gwinter keep her fum hevin ' her pappy ' s idees on flirtin ' an sich. Dat is, conwickshuns bout other folks flirtin ' . She didn ' tek no count uv herself, no mam. How come hit all ter happen, I don ' know. I speck Mistah Phil wuz des plum crazy bout Miss Betty fum de firs ' minit he clap his eyes onter her. An ' she des er ' ticin ' an ' er ' ticin ' him. ' Twarn ' t right, not perzackly; but den Miss Betty really did think dat Miss Elise wuz des er foolin ' wid Marse Phil lak she did wid de res ' . Still, I tole Miss Betty dat dey wuz gwinter git married, but she des laugh at firs ' , den one day, atter Miss Elise hed cantered off wid Mistah Phil, bofe on um lookin ' so gran ' on horsebac ' , I say ez how dey sho did mek er purty couple, an ' Miss Betty tole me never, never ter men- shun um in de same bref ergin. I wuz plum sorrowful kaze I feared sumpin wud happen. And sho nuff hit did. ' Bout two nights later Mistah Phil cum bac ' . Der wuz er big crowd hyar, all der young folks mos ' in de county. Dey all got ter dancin ' atter supper, ' ceptin ' Mistah Phil an ' Miss Betty, dey slip out in de gyarden. I fol- lowed wid a leetle shawl fer Miss Betty, kaze ' er shoulders wuz bar ' , but ' fo ' I cud mek myse ' f knowed, I hearn er say, ' Phil, I wants to ax yo ' advice ' bout sumpin ' . ' Marse Phil ' low, ' What ' s dat? ' ' Wal, ' sez Miss Betty, hesitatin ' lak, ' you is des lak ma brother ' — Marse Phil groaned- ' des per- zackly, an ' yo ' bes ' fren ' done ax me ter marry him. Now, I ain ' t sayin ' I don ' love him ertall, but I don ' think I love him lak I cud love. Still, he ' s er fine man an ' I respeck him. What wud you do? ' Lawdy, I thought Marse Phil wuz sho ' ly gwinter tar up de yearth. He say, ' You cum out hyar an ' ax me whether ter marry er not when I loves you wid all my life? It ' s heartless an ' cruel! ' Den Miss Betty begun ter cry an ' say, ' Oh, fergive me Phil, fergive me, but I thought you loved Elise. ' Marse Phil groaned and ' low ez how he hed twel he see Miss Betty, and den he des couldn ' t he ' p hisse ' f. He say, ' Don ' cry, leetle sweetheart, don! ' And — wal, dar dey wuz, M ' ss Betty sobbin ' in Marse Phil ' s arms, and dar I wuz stan ' in ' lak er ole fool behin ' de box hedge, so tuk up wid what I wuz seem ' dat I didn ' know nobody else wuz erouii ' twel I hearn er leetle catchy, sobby sound — an ' dar wuz Miss Elise. Lawd knows how long she ' d been dar, but she ' d seen ernuff ter break her heart. Dar she stood fer er minit, ez white ez er sheet, den she turned an ' ran toward de house. I followed her an ' foun ' her in de libray, all crum- pled down in de darkes ' corner. 120 Wal, ma ' m, she made me piomis ' never ter tell, an ' purty soon she bruk her engagement to Marse Phil an ' p ai ' d des ez happy ez she alius wuz. An ' Marse Phil — wal, wuds can ' t tell ' bout him an ' Miss Betty, dey wuz des so happy de worl ' cudn ' t hoF um. I hearn folks say ez how it wuz quare, an ' ez how Miss Elise war tumble ficklesome, but I knowed. Huh! wimmin is funny, mighty funny. Dey ' pears des ez kind-hearted twel sudden-lak er man cums erlong an ' den dey ' ll fight tooth an ' toenail. ' Tain ' t often you see wimmen lak Miss Elise, when it cums ter givin ' up de man dey loves. Sho, dey ' ll go ter de las ' ditch. The old negro ' s expressive face held a ruminating look. Then she rubbed her cloth once more over the shining surface of the piano. Then straightening up to gaze through the wide open window, she broke into a rollicking, mirth- producing laugh. I turned to see what had produced this sudden change in her and saw coming up the drive a boy and a girl ; they were swinging tennis racquets and laughing and chattering with the pure joy of living and of being young. Dar cums de thud Miss Betty, said the irrepressible old servant, an ' ef she ain ' t er follerin ' in de feet-steps uv her mammy an ' her gran ' mammy afore her, I ' ll give up my ' ligion. Listen dar now, honey, des listen. The girl was standing on the steps now; her black curls were in a charm- ing disarray and her flushed face, lifted to the earnest, manly one above, held a pleading expression. Then I heard her say, You ' ll come over to-night, won ' t you, Cuthbert? The boy hesitated a moment and then refused, saying he really ought to keep away one night. Betty tossed her head in an expressive little way she had and said, Oh! very well, I really don ' t care, Cuthbert. I think myself you ' ve been coming too often and besides, Carl Tvanied to come anyway — Listen dar ter dat, would you ! Now dat boy knows he ' s got ter git out in dis yer worl ' an ' wuk, an ' he ' s got sense ' nuff ter know he ' ll git into trouble ef he keeps foolin ' ' roun ' hyar. Mammy nodded her turbaned head reproach- fully toward her latest charge. Listen ter dat dar chile er temptin ' uv him, she said disgustedly. Nonsense, Mammy, I remonstrated, she doesn ' t really want him to come; why, she has just said so. But just at that moment I glanced toward the couple again and saw that the girl was leaning eagerly forward, her hand on the sunburned arm of the boy, and I could see the muscles quiver beneath that light touch. Then I heard her say in a caressing, soft little voice, Of course, I ' d rather have you come, Bert dear, but I guess Carl will be right nice. Oh, count on me, said the boy eagerly, his blue eyes very, very intense indeed. Look er dar now — wot did I tell you? Wimmin an ' dere ways am purty much de same, an ' when dev am ' t changed none, men is ' bleeged ter stay de same, too. So ' tain ' t gwinter be no ole war, nor nuffin else dat ' ll change um. Ef you don ' b ' leeve dat, it ' s des ' cause you hain ' t never picked out yo ' fellah yit. Des wait twel you does an ' you ' ll fin ' yo ' se ' f ackin ' up des lak de res ' on um. And giving her amused, indulgent chuckle once more. Mammy picked up her dus ' cloths and waddled out of the room. Eleanor Furman. Rye All day long in the wind its gray-green waves are rounding To silver in the red valley, Till they sweep up the hillside to rally Their tossing crests on the ridge in a sea without sounding. But at evening their surges stand still, the wind roaming, Grown gentle, whispering slowly In the rye, murmurs a holy Benediction before its footsteps pass in the gloaming, - MARY PINKERTON, ' 12. 122 • - i . ' mm,iw i II iiii wi wp ii II I I ITn flftemoriam Xatucr IDunn 2)rownc at IHortb jHatlcv, Xana a September 25, 1910 L. D. O sacred lake. Guard in hei The lovely La Sealed in vo tender wise. )nclv sle eping r where she lie cryslal keeping! ■ ' our depths, how many a night of June. Let clustering stars discover. Like some great mother-bird the moon Spread balanced wings above her. Let summer mornings manifold. Melting to azure splendor. Paint all your flood with rosy gold Till mi ' rrored heaven attend her. Still memory, penciling in light. Returns in dearest seeming. The smile that curves the lips as might Some deep and happy dreaming. Still blooms upon the cheek the rose And still the shadowy lashes Veil, in the thought of her repose. The sweet eyes ' darkling flashes. What innocence that knows no scathe. When all your strength fell on her. Ceased from the light, what fearless faith. What gentleness, what honor! Her gallant spirit mule and hushed. Her gladness and caressing. Left house and home full fallen and Robbed of such radiant blessmg. For treasure in those deeps you Of light and love and laughte Of joy about the hearth forbid. Of music following after. Silent the voice that caroled clear. O ' er wild and water ringing — But still on morning winds we hear. Or think we hear its singing. Though her dear body lie afar. Unknown of those who love he Yet oft beneath the evening star Her soul shall seem to hover. With Love so strong. Death cannot throw- Enduring bonds about her. Though earth be desolate, we know Heaven is not Heaven without her! Harriet Prescott Spofford. 125 ITn flftcmoriam riDar Ellen Mary Allen Oh, Hide girl, gone, gone awav — A cilv ' s big heart throbs for )ou; Your truant locl(s, Tvindhlorvn, astray! The happy, dancing, laughing blue Of your glad eyes. ' Life rolls along. The sun goes down, the stars shine through The dark — hut xvoe is in life ' s song; Life ' s skies will never be so blue. Oh, little girl! Oh, happy heart! The sunshine of a dream, come true! Heads are bowed down and teardrops start — There ' s not a heart hut grieves for you! In humble street, in crowded Way, They speak in lowered tones and sad. And long and long for yesterday When you were here and life was glad. Things which were joys but yesterday Are now as burdens grave to bear! Your every tone, your every way — The sunshine glinting on your hair — Are only memories — are all There is of joy, till dreams come true And loved ones answer to your call, A city ' s heart is sad for you. JuDD Mortimer Lewis. 127 DLLEGE fALEPAR September 20-21 — Opening of College. September 21--Y. W. C. A. Reception to new students. September 23 — First services in new assembly room. September 24 — The Rivals given by Mr. Charles Underbill. October 10 — Recital given by Miss Gilder and Mr. Kleunter. October 15 — Shaw ' s You Never Can Tell presented by Dramatic Club. October 22 — New members entertained by Merry Jesters. October 31 -Hallowe ' en entertainment given by new students. November 1 — Lecture, Mohammed, by Rev. J. Cleveland Hall, of Danville, Virginia. Nonember 5— Billikens entertained new members. NONEMBER 12 - A Bachelor ' s Romance presented by the Merry Jesters. November 1 5-1 7 — Championship basket ball games. November 18 — Founder ' s Day. Addresses by Mr. Cram and Professor Edward Mims. Founder ' s Day Dance. NonembER 23-24 — Thanksgiving holiday. Fox hunt by Lynchburg Hunt Club. Students entertained at Mount St. Angelo. NonembER 28 — College students entertained by the Sub-Freshmen. December 2 — Concert given by Madame Mary Hissem de Moss. December 10 — Return of Deborah presented by the Merry Jesters, and The Facts in the Case presented by the Billikens. 128 December I I — Christmas Festal Service and installation of the vested choir. December I 5 — Recital by music students. December 16 to January 4 — Christmas recess. January 24-28 — Mid-year examinations. February 4 — Sophomore Debate. February I I — A Russian Honeymoon, the first presentation by the Ripplers. College students entertained by the Freshmen. February 14 — Lecture, Overheard Among Strangers, by Dr. Snyder. February 18 — Choir entertained at Mount St. Angelo. Freshman Debate. February 20 — Historical concert given by Miss Young and Miss Gardner. February 25 — Concert by the University of Virginia Glee Club. February 27 — Piano recital by Madame Yolanda Mero. March 4— Burlesque on Ladies Home Journal given by Y. W. C. A. March 6 — Lecture recital, Romance in Music, by Miss Young. March 25 — Lecture, The Larger Selfishness, by Dr. George E. Vincent, President of the University of Minnesota. March 27 — Song recital by Mr. Horatio Connell. April I — College students entertained by the Sophomores. April 3 — Field Day. Lecture recital by Mr. John Herbert Davis. April 1 — Sophomore-Freshman Debate. April 14-24 — Easter Recess. May 1— May Day. Crowning of May Queen. Romance of the Rose presented in the Sweet Briar Dell. May Day Dance. May 10-15 — Tennis Tournament. May 20 — Song recital given by Miss Thacker. May 30 to June 3 — Final examinations. 129 June 3-7 — Commencement Exercises. Salurdav, June 3d, 8:00 p. m. Recital by Students of the Music Department. Sunday, June 4th, Baccalaureate Sunday, I I :00 a. m. Sermon by Rev. Wallace Palmer, Pastor of the Second Presby- terian Church of Lynchburg. Monda]), June 5th, 8:00 p. m. Presentation of Twelfth Night, in the Sweet Briar Dell. Tuesdav, June 6th, 4:00 p. m. Class Day Exercises. Wednesdav, June 7th, Second Annual Commencement, 10:30 a. m. Address by Dr. Samuel McCord Crothers, of Boston. Presentation of Diplomas by Mr. N. C. Manson, Jr., Chairman of the Executive Committee of the Board of Directors. 13U RLRBnmR COLORS Crimson and White MOTTO To love one another we do our best, So where ' er we meet, we feast and jest. FLOWER Goldenrod OFFICERS Sue Hardie President Mayo Thach Secretar ) and Treasurer MEMBERS Virginia Abbott Birmingham, Alabama Cora E. Gregg Birmingham, Alabama Sue Hardie Birmingham, Alabama Willie Benham Reeder Florence, Alabama Ida Polk Ross Mobile, Alabama Mayo Thach Birmingham, Alabama EULA Weakley Birmingham, Alabama 132 iTHECARaiNA ' i THE CARDLINAB COLORS Black and Bl POEM The Palmetto and the Pine ' They plant them together — our gallant sires of old — Though one was crowned with crystal snow, and one Lei ' faith, fraternity, and love ' ever joyfully entwine Around our chosen emblems, the Palmetto and the Pii SONC Carolina ' ith solar gold. Time to take MARGARET L. DALTON MOTTO drink (honi lit qui mal y pense) MEMBERS LOULIE MERI ' WETHF.R WILSON Rock Hill, South SARA CALHOUN SIMONS Charleston, South DOROTHY -WALLACE Charleston, South ELEANOR PARDEN FURMAN Greenville, South CAMMIE CROOM RODMAN Charlotte, North LUCY LANDON MINOR Asheville. North EVA HARKER HORNER Asheville, North CORINNE HAMPTON Columbia, South MARGARET L. DALTON Winston-Salem, North HONORARY MEMBERS MISS CONNIE M. GUION Charlotte, North Carolma MISS AILEEN -WARD Darlmgton, South Carolma MISS PAULINE GILDER Newberry, South Carolina MR. LEONIDAS CRA WFORD Greensboro, North Carolina REV. W. E. ROLLINS Asheville. North Carolina 133 Caro Caro Carol Caro Caro Caro, Caro Caro Caro FLORIDA COLORS Green and White FLOWER Magnolia META BRYAN JULIA SEVILLE McdU Chaltahoochee ELIZABETH MERRITT .Siichem ne Man . .Scribe Watauga BRA VES EM TURNER MERRITT Pensacola. Florida SARA DENHAM Geronimo. Florida OLGA SABEL Palalka, Florida MOLLIE BLOUNT Apalachicola. Florida ABBIE MUNROE Tallahassee. Florida LETA CAMP Ocala, Florida SONC A tribe of Seminole braves are we, Our Medicine Man, bold Chattahoochee, Led by the Sachem, great Osceola. His braves, Watauga and Pensacola — All these and the following in war paint we see — Geronimo, Ocala and Tallahassee — The remaining two in order are ApaJachicola and Palalka. Through all the land great deeds we do To the beat of the tom-tom, and With war pamt, too. 134 JLLJWQJS. COLORS lack and GoM FLOWER Thistle MOTTO Happy have we met. Happy have we been, Happy let us part. Happy meet again. SOSC By the rivers gently flowing Illinois! Illinois! EUGENIA M. BUFFINGTON PresiJeni MEMBERS THEODOSI.A CLARK Evanston, Illino CATHERINE COVEY Bloomlngion, lllinoi ALMA EISENDRATH Chicago, Illino MARGARET ENGELHARD Evanston, Illino CATHERINE HALL Evanston. Illino HELEN MONASH Chicago. Illmo MARION PHILLIPS Evanston. Illmo 135 KENTUCKY COLORS Cardinal and Black MOTTO The lesson o( Molasses Candy YELL POEM We are Sev Get together — Stick together- Pull together. OFFICERS REBEKAH PATTON President BESSIE CAROTHERS Vice President ELIZABETH FRANKE Secretary, SARAH COOPER Treasurer MEMBERS REBEKAH PATTON Catlettsburg, Kentucky MARY ELLIS WALKER Louisville. Kentucky BESSIE CAROTHERS Louisville, Kentucky ELIZABETH FRANKE Louisville, Kentucky FRANCES SUMMERS Hopkinsville, Kentucky SARAH COOPER Hopkinsville, Kentucky MATTIE WELCH LOGAN NichoUsville. Kentucky 133 MARYLANn. COLORS Orange and Black SONC MOTTO Maryland. My Maryland Although Hfl is In our midst, we ' re not all Devils! FAVORITE FOOD Maryland Biscuit OFFICERS MARY TYLER President SERENA MOTTER Syringe MARGARET DUVALL Baltimore HELENA WEBSTER Hel MARGARET STALEY Suffragette (Because she votes for Parker) KATHRYNE MATTINGLY Victory (From Laurel did you say?) MARY TYLER Long Jim or Longing for Jim 137 COLORS FLOWER Black and Yellow Goldenrod MOTTO Show me MEMBERS KATHERINE WILSON Lexington, Missouri lONE HINDS Kansas City, Missouri MARGARET HADDOCK Kansas City, Missouri FRANCES MARTIN Kansas City, Missouri 138 NEW YORK COLORS MOTTO Delft Blue and Buff Step Lively MEETING PLACE Thirteen hours from Broadway PATRON SAINT SONC Cholly Knickerbocker In Old New York JOSEPHINE iiADS XORTH MURRAY President MEMBERS GRACE CALLAN llion. New York ELIZABETH CRAVEN Geneva. New York MARJORIE FRENCH Barneweld, New York JOSEPHINE MURRAY Johnstown, New York JANE SNOW Rochester, New York ELEANOR SOMMERV ' ILLE New York, New York MARY SUTHERLAND Rochester, New York REBECCA XHITE Walton, New York LINDA X-R1GHT Haverstraw, New York HONORARY MEMBERS MISS CAROLINE H. CRAWFORD MISS EUGENIA M. MORENUS 139 HID COLORS FLOWER Red and White Scarlet Carnation MOTTO And let the loving cup go round, The cup with blessed memories crowned. OFFICERS LUCY CHENEY PreMeni FA YE ELLIOTT Secretary an J Treasurer MEMBERS DOROTHY BANCROFT EMMA BRADFIELD LUCY CHENEY HELEN DITTENHAVER FAYE ELLIOTT MILDRED ELY ELIZABETH HAVILAND ADELE KRUSE HELEN LAMFROM RUTH LLOYD LUCILE MARSHALL ANNA NORRIS DORIS THOMPSON HONORARY MEMBERS DR. MARY K. BENEDICT MISS HELEN F. YOUNG MRS. W. E. ROLLINS MISS ETHEL GARDNER FLOIVER The Quaker Lady TOAST Here ' s to thee and thy folks, From me and my folks! Never folks loved folks. Since folks was folks, As me and my folks Love thee and thy folks. OFFICERS BESSIE M. GRAMMER President REB.A STEPHENSON Vice Presidem HENRIETTA WASHBURN Secretory LOIS RICHARDSON Treasurer MEMBERS FLORENCE ANDERSON Philadelphia. Pennsylvan MARION CRAIN Overbrook. Pennsylvan CLARE ERCK Philadelphia. Pennsylvan ELLEN HA ' ES Bellefonte, Pennsylvan B.4RBARA SHAND Narberlh. Pennsylvan NANCY SUPPES Johnsto%vn. Pennsylvan MARIAN YERKES Overbrook. Pennsylvan ■rp: JN£S3 r ' EEr ' ' H. r- YELL SONC I I see. 2, 3, 4 I see, 5, 6. 7 I see. In dear old Tennessee — 3, 9, Tennessee — and ihen one That ' s where I long to be — Where skies are ever blue.  ' T r And hearts are ever true; MOTTO j , , ,g„„,i33 g,„„ Night-riders. State widers — And perfumed breezes blow. Follow us forever— That ' s where 1 long to be But whoever we may be — Ho- Ho- Honey — We are true to Tennessee. In Tennessee. OFFICERS MARTHA W. TILLMAN President VIRGINIA HILL Vice Presidenl LUCY TILLMAN Sccrefari; end Treasurer MEMBERS PAULINE DARNELL Memphis, Tennessee MARCELITE FARRIS Memphis. Tennessee ELIZABETH HAIL Nashville, Tennessee LUCILE HEGGIE Chattanooga. Tennessee VIRGINIA HILL Chattanooga. Tennessee NORINE HARRISON Clarksville, Tennessee FRANCES MATSON Johnson City. Tennessee MARY McKINNEY Knoxville. Tennessee HELEN TUCKER Chattanooga. Tennessee LUCY TILLMAN Nas wille, Tennessee MARTHA TILLMAN Nashville, Tennessee 142 TEXAS COLORS MOTTO FLOWER Orange and White Unruly though we be Blue Bonnet Texans still are we. OFFICERS SEA WILLOW WARD PresiJenl SUSANNA DLNMAN Vice President CLARA MAY BROOKS Treasurer EUGENIA CULBERSON Secretary MEMBERS C. M AR l ' ALLEN Houston. Texas CLAR.A MAY BROOKS San .Antonio, Texas CL TIE CARROLL Beaumont. Texas GR.- CE CARROLL Beaumont. Texas EUGENl.A CULBERSON Houston. Texas SUS.ANN.A DENMAN San Antonio. Texas JANE GREGORY Austin. Texas HELEN JALONICK Wichita Falls. Texas BESS KEY Ausrin. Texas BYRD KNOX Houston, Texas ENRIQUE SMITH Waco. Texas CORDELIA B. STACY Austin. Texas LOIS THACKER Dallas. Texas SEA WILLOW WARD Beaumont, Texas 143 WESTYIRGINIA COLORS Pink and Violet FLOWER Rhododendror MOTTO No mines like OFFICERS FRANCES McPHERSON RICHARDSON President ELIZABETH GREEN Vice Prcidcnl EMMY O. THOMAS Secretary and Treasurer MEMBERS MARY WALKER BRADFORD Charleston, Wesi CAROLINE McHARDY CAPERTON Charleston, Wesi HALLIE CALL EVERETT Guyandolte. Wesi ELIZABETH TEMPLE GREEN Charlesiown, Wi HELEN VIRGINIA HIBBERD Wheeling. Wes SALLIE RUTHERFORD MILLER Huntington, Wes FRANCES McPHERSON RICHARDSON Charleston, Wes EMMY ORA COOPER THOMAS Bramwell. Wesi MARGARET HAZEL COOPER THOMAS Bramwell, Wes 144 Virgi Virgi V,rg Virgi V,rg V.rg V,rg v.rg v.rg COLORS Red, While and Blu FAVORITE DISH Hash MOTTO Variety is the spice of life CULINARY DEPARTMENT, U. S. A. RUTH MAURICE Chief Colorado BERNICE RICHARDSON Cook Massachusetts DELIA LINDSAY ' Bottle Washer Georgia UTENSILS ERNA DRIVER Oregon ELEANOR K.OON Maine MARY LOUISE McCLINTOCK. Arkansas CYNTHIA MAGEE Michigan MARJORIE MOSS Louisiana DOROTHY PECK.WELL Connecticut HELEN RUTHERFORD Oklahoma ELIZABETH TYSON Vermont ELSIE ZAEGEL Wisconsm 145 THE SORREL TOPS i = !« MOTTO Better to blaze here than hereafter PURPOSE Mutual Admlratic OFFICERS NELLIE C. DAVIDSON Head Blazer MARION PHILLIPS Copper Coiner MEMBERS DUNBAR AVIRETT ELISE CRADDOCK HARRIET EVANS ELIZABETH FRANKE ETHEL GREGORY RUTH HOUSER BESS KEY HELEN MONASH MARY MOORE VIRGINIA ROBERTSON ELLEN ROBINSON MARY SPRINKEL LOULIE WILSON KATHERINE WILSON DR. MARY HARLEY HONORARY MEMBERS 146 MISS AILEEN WARD rnn W FLOWER Tiger Lily COLOR Elephant ' s Breath 50.VC Moving Day in Jungletown MOTTO Be good and you II be lonesome OFFICERS SPRINKEL King of Ihc Jungle BILL REEDER Queen of Ihc Jungle ■HIPPO KID ' RICHARDSON SARDINE GRIFFIN POODLE DOG SPRINKEL TEDDY BEAR FARRIS BUFFALO BILL REEDER • PUSSY CAT ROBERTSON MEMBERS BRER RABBIT CAROTHERS BABE ELEPHANT ANDERSON FLOUNDER FISH DRIVER MARY DE MONKEY MARTIN SUSAN GOAT WEAKLEY ' HENRY KANGAROO CRADDOCK POLLY PARROT DARNELL 147 The Bowery Bums MOTTO The Bowery bows to the Bummest Bums Bummest — Quix ' ERS QuiNBY Bummer — Gets ' em all Dalton Bum — Jack Daniel Tillman Juicy Fruit Cobb — Such a queenly girl, such a pity she chews. Hon. E. Craven — Sh — sh — sh — sh — by order of the Proctor. Spidah Culberson — Come into my parlor, said the spider to the fly. Gets ' em all DalTON — Thick and fast they come at last, more and more and more. Nummy Davidson - Numbskulls rush in where wisdom fears to tread. Posey DuvalL — From her head to her toes, she ' s one beautiful pose. Refer lo A i,s5 Maurice 148 Venus Green — A daughter of the gods, divinely tall. Giggles OrmE — That her smile was full simple and coy. Qui ERS QuiNBY — A wee (?) sliver in a constant quiver. Polke Ross — Comes on the slow freight because she can ' t express her- self. Cutie Snow — Cold by name, but not by nature. Rooter Thomas Fast and the world fasts with you, feast and you feast alone. Scary Tillman — Alone, alone, all, all alone in the dark. Jack Daniel Tillman — There is a tide in the affairs of men which taken at the flood leads on to . ' Ell Webster — Go to (H)Ell with all your troubles. Our Alley Cat, PeacHES Gilder— Peaches is unimpeachable. SOCIAL CLIMBERS Cynthia Magee Virginia Etheridge Dunbar Anirett Nancy Suppes SETTLEMENT Elizabeth Cross Louis McWhorter Ellen Ball 149 FOUNDER ' S DAY JDKE J L Did you see the natural phenomenon the other day? Hail turned to Snow and Snow turned to Spnnkel and Spnnkel turned to Dew and exclaimed : Oh, see the Crane. Thereupon a Sparrow m an adjommg tree com- menced to Carroll. Visitor to the Library: Have you Schopenhauer? Librarian (hoarsely) : Oh, no! Just a bad cold. Lenient The Freshman rushed madly m, ten mmutes late. Miss B., you are late, ' said the teacher. Yes ' m. But you promised not to be late again this term. Yes ' m. And I told you I would have to report you if you were, didn ' t I? Yes, but as I didn ' t keep my promise, I won ' t hold you to yours. Two clouds were seen at the break of dawn Tinged with the rising sun, And in the dawn they floated on And mingled into one. ' What ' s become of Miss Chap- man? ? ? Seen on the Bulletin Board Miss Robinson is much better to-day, though Dr. Harley is still in at- tendance. Miss Noyes will not have her bird walk to-day. Arrived at the Book Shop Grape Fruit, Lemons, Educators, Peter ' s Chocolate, and Apples. Also ' Mon Oncle et Mon Cure. ' Heavy? A loud and resounding thud from above causes all to look up. Don ' t be alarmed, young ladies, said Dr. Professor C only let slip another English joke. 152 The Hobble {Dedicated to N. Suppes) Half an inch, half an inch. Half an inch onward; How to proceed at such a pinch, Sadly we wondered. Let not your courage fade, Be not at all dismayed. Fashion ' s decree is said — Brace up and hobble ! Forward the Hobble Skirt! Ignore glances pert; Care now exert Lest some one should blunder. Up town and down town, Heedless of comment and frown. Not thus to be put down. See them now wander. Bargain day; charge now, we say. Over the counter ' s array. Seizing the gay display; Bargains thus gobble. Backward now turn again. But down comes the rain. And shrunk till they wane. Totter back home again; But not — not the same hobble ! Nelle (gracefully pouring tea) : Murrell, do you like tea? Murrell (in a soft undertone) : Yes, dear, but I like the next letter better. In Randolph parlor they sat. By the students left in peace, When the question did pop. Instead of saying, Stop! Jo said, Why don ' t you, Cece? Anxious Student (on her way home) : But I say, if you don ' t know whether the Southern is on time or not, who does? Station Agent: Well, you might ask Mr. Washington. They do say he ' s a kind of fortune teller. Vergil Student: Don ' t you know, I ' ve translated the first fifteen lines of this stuff, but I just can ' t make it rhyme! Miss Swain: What mark did you get on that English paper? Miss Callan: Oh, I spent nine hours on the thing and got stung with a B. A Sweet Briar Miserere (to be read with due feeling and expression) Ah! I have sighed to rest me; Sighed, though alas! in vain; For the teachers planned to test me. And now I have flunked again. Student to Biology Instructor (seeing some lambs with long tails among the short-tailed sheep) : Oh, do the little lambs absorb their tails when they become sheep, like tadpoles turning into frogs? ELnglish Professor: What is meant by scop? Freshman: The length, breadth, and depth of literature. Sub-Fresh : Yes, we have the Episcopal Service at Sweet Briar. Stranger: High or low church? Sub-Fresh: Oh, just a simple little chapel. Mary had a picture-hat. Its plumes Jvere white as snow; Though Mary never goes to town. Her hat does always go. 154 Mr. Rollins: You would be enthusiastic over Dr. Vincent ' s lecture even if he lectured on a broomstick. Student: I don ' t doubt we would be quite swept away. liss Guion: Miss H- -, what makes a kettle sing? Miss H. : When the little microbes coming from the hot water at the bottom of the kettle hit the cold air at the top, their teeth chatter. There was a young lady called Mayo, Who was exceedingly gay-o! Her eyes they did twinkle And fascinate Sprinkel, And did Sprinkel object? Nay, nay-o! There was one on the hall dubbed Daniel, With statutes and laws like a Samuel; ' Deed, there ' s not much she won ' t dare. Her character is proved By the fact that she moved From her bed to the roof — For fresh air. Miss Weakley (in a composition) : And the blind man gave a shout of joy when he saw the diamond. Miss Powell: Miss Weakley, how can a blind man see a diamond? Miss Weakley: Well, he wasn ' t stone blind. Mr. Crawford: Young ladies, this is a particularly good plot for a story of this particular kind ' When the pen and ink were married, the glue said, Sticl( together through thick and thin. ' Lois interrupts: And the pen said, ' See the point? ' Marcelite, in the depths of despair over an English theme, rushes to a Senior: Mary, please do tell me a simile for sal on. I ' ve used it so much I just can ' t write it again. Squelched, was unhesitatingly given. Marcelite, rather dubious: Well, can you say the hen squelched the eggs: ' IVe suppose the contributor of this article meant svnonvm. 155 •-i ■ ' - ' i ■♦ - Metamorphoses When Patty was a Freshman Her thoughts were all of fun — She spiced her talk with kiddoes, And all her friends were hun. Our Patty as a Freshman Was a vision fair to see; Her hair was gay with ribbons. With a curl or two, maybe. Let us look into the bookcase To see what Patty reads. Her room was decked with pennants. With posters glaring red. And her most cherished picture Was a handsome Fisher head. The Rosary is foremost, And here is Myrtle Reed, These are all the books of knowledge And also Robert Chambers, Which fill our Patty ' s needs. Well beloved? Yes, indeed! Sf- rfi •{• ' f ' Now Patty is a Senior; You can tell it by her air. Her smile of conscio us knowledge. And the smoothness of her hair! Her coiffure is most classic. Fixed to show her noble brow; All puffs and curls and ribbons Are consigned to darkness now. Her room is decked with Cop eljs, In tones of softest brown. All banners, cards, and posters Cause our Patty now to frown. And Patty ' s flow of language Is as pure as Johnson s own; A slang phrase makes her shudder; At Kiddo she will groan! Her taste in books is solid, Ibsen brings a smile of ]oy; But all light, frothy novels Do nothing but annoy. She has deep views on ethics; Maybe she ' s a suffragette; She talks on Truth and Beauty In the nicest manner yet. There was a fair maiden called Ellen, Whose spirit you couldn ' t be quellin ' ; She ' d go to the table And eat all she ' s able. Till her weight we ' re afraid to be tellin ' Miss Darnell rushed up to Miss Richardson, asking for a mouse trap. You know, she said, I am worried silly; we have a huge rat in our room and he simply must be caught, because Byrd Knox says that rats carry the ' Plutonic Plague ' ! Bromidic Remarks not to be Made to the Faculty To Miss Sparrow — Are you English, American, or a song Sparrow? To Miss Bartlett (when her sister is visiting her) — Are you a Bartlett y pear To Miss Gardner — You ' re living up to your name, aren ' t you? To Dr. Harley — How does your garden grow? Don ' t mention Billet doux to Mr. Dew. Some Problems I If a maiden fair should find delight In science or its rules. And think it simply out of sight To use the chemist ' s tools. If she dearly loved to experiment With bugs, and plants, and dust. How high would this dear girl be sent If her nitroglycerine bust ? II If a partic ' lar poet in a partic ' lar town Wrote a partic ' lar kind of verse; If his genius simply wouldn ' t drown. But kept getting worse and worse; If he harped upon a particular theme In phrases trite and terse. How long before we ' d feel constrained To order a partic ' lar hearse? Two young ladies in Gray Hall were busy putting their room in order, when a third appeared in the doorway. Gee, she exclaimed, aren ' t you gomg to have a scrupulous room? Cobby (looking over Maury ' s Hygiene notebook and seeing a labeled diagram of the Sweet Briar plumbing system — according to Dr. Harley) : Oh, Maury, aren ' t we funny on the inside? Freshman translating — Haec in Galliam importamus. Hike into Gaul, it ' s important. Why are girls on the third floor of Manson so hilarious? They are all so fond of Noyes. --nimnimiMiiiiilm Gr.y HdliOnA und. , After noon lUa J SO lt pou tr rWt Cj.fTlt it ' Miss Guion: How does carbon occur? Jim Hayes: Free in nature and in the human body. Miss Guion: What are you, a lump of coal or a diamond in the rough? • A little girl visiting at Sweet Briar was being shown the wonders of the Biological Laboratory. She stopped before the human skeleton, and after gazing at it for a while, solemnly asked, Is this Mrs. Williams? E. Koon (examining a specimen of a squid whose circulatory system was injected with red ink) : Miss Noyes, how did you deject this specimen? B. Shand (in a superior tone to a member of last year ' s Ethics Class) : Mr. Rollins says that our class has grasped Hedonism better than any class he has ever had! 158 Mr. Rollins (to Miss Shand in Ethics Class) : Miss Shand, why do you go to concerts? (Expecting to find out whether she tended more to Hedonism or Idealism by her answer — Pleasure, or The development of a higher appreciation of music ) Miss Shand: Because I have a season ticket and want to get my money ' s worth. Makers of History Teacher (in Ancient History) : For what is Leonidas Sparticus noted? Student (absent mindedly) : He once used fifty-seven ' particulars ' in fifty minutes. Mother: That piano has certainly had some hard licks of late. Virginia (aged five) : Well, Muvver, I didn ' t do it, ' cause I hasn ' t stuck my tongue out a single time to-day. 159 The Ideas of a Plain Country Woman (Extract from Y. W. C. A. Ladies ' Home Journal Burlesque) My Lawd! I ' m all wore out with climbmg them hills. And to think how little work some folks has to do! I declare, there ' s people that make me think of Pa ' s hired man, Hirom. That hired man was so lazy Pa used to sharpen all the stumps around his place to keep Hiram from sittin ' on em. And these folks I ' m speakin ' of ain ' t in Greenland neither. This very mornin ' as I was carryin ' my vegetables to market I come to some red brick houses settin ' on a hill with white trimmins. There was jest slothers of gals run- ning back and forth between the buildings, and as I was curious to know what the name of this place might be, I reaches out my arm to grab one of the gals that was scootin ' by. She lets out a yell that makes me jump like a chicken with its head cut off. Don ' t stop me, she screeches; if I am late to class I ' ll be sent to Study Hall for two weeks, and she rushes off, goin ' like a streak of greased lightnin ' . I was kinder taken aback at this, but I never was one to turn back my hand from the plow when I had set it to it. So I catches holt of one that was goin ' along kinder slow, readin ' a letter. An ' how do you call the name of this place, my dear? says I to her. Sweet Briar, says she. Sweet Briar, says I, an ' hearin ' the tuneful sound of that melodious name, the beautiful thought come to me of them gals I could hear screamin ' in the dis- tance, growin ' and bloomin ' like blushin ' roses in the shadow of them noble walls. With my mind soarin ' thus, I raised my eyes to the top of that lofty structure. They fel upon a sight that made them drop kerplunk. Them eyes o ' mine had beheld a head of hair, female hair, floatin ' free and unadorned over the railin ' of one of them white porches. The sight struck me dumb. 160 Is this what my sect has come to? says I to myself. There the bloom is wore off the peach. The down is tore off the butterfly ' s wmg. With them mournful thoughts I was startin ' off, when in my dejected state, I come near bumpin ' smack into a little house kinder set back in the bushes. There was racket enough for a whole hen house goin ' on inside, so I steps round to the winder and peeks through. There was whole slews of gals in- side grabbin ' at cakes and candy that a young woman, the first I ' d seen doin ' any work to speak of, was handm ' out to them. Poor things, thinks I, my heart softenin ' at the sight; I reckon they ain ' t been fed for some time. But I couldn ' t fergit that other sight my eyes had witnessed, and I come home thinkin ' mournful-like how times has changed. Well, I haven ' t got no time to sit around talkin ' , and I never was no hand to gossip anyway, but I ' ll tell you this right now, I wouldn ' t be one mite sur- prised if any one of them gals I seen this day should wear colored ribbons in a peekin ' -throi ' gh waist, or be seen settin ' on a sofa with a young man. 161 Lucille Schoolfield Alma Booth Mary Pinkerton Kitty Quinby Rebecca White Mary Sutherland 162 Miss McLaws Miss Minor Miss Rumph Clara Atkinson Helen Purdy Virginia Hill Betty Cornwall Dorothy Peckwell Elizabeth Hail Reba Stephenson Iona Louise Taylor Alma Eisendrath Catherine Bosson 163 CONTENTS Daisy Williams 7 Board of Directors 10 Officers of Instruction ancJ Administration , II Alumnae Association 16 Senior Class 17 Junior Class 33 Sophomore Class 41 Freshman Class 47 Sub-Freshman Class 53 Student Government Association 58 Y. W. C. A 61 Athletics Athletic Association 64 Boat Club 66 Tennis Club 68 Basket Ball Team 70 Field Day Records 74 Dramatics Famt and Patches 76 Merry Jesters 83 The Rippler 85 Organizations Glee Club 90 Mandolm Club 92 Choir 94 Briar-Patch Editorial Board 96 Sweet Briar Maijazine Staff 96 Debalmg Club 98 May Day 100 Masque of the Flowers 102 How Brer Rabbit Won the Prize 105 Twilight m the Jungle 109 Ballad of October 116 The Way of Woman 117 In Memoriam 124-126 College Calendar 128 State Clubs Alabama Club 132 The Carolmas 133 Florida Club 134 Illmois Club 135 Kentucky Club 136 Maryland Club 137 Missouri Club 138 New York State Club 139 Ohio Club 140 Pennsylvania Club 141 Tennessee Club 142 Texas Club 143 West Virgmia Club 144 United States Club 145 Sorrel Top Club 146 Jungletown Club 147 Bowery Bums 148 Jokes and Jingles ' 51 Our Literary Contributors ' 62 Our Artists 163 (5 (5 (5 Guggenheimer Invites YOU E extend the courtesy and hos- pitality of our establishment to the students of Sweet Briar. C Make this store yours for pur- chases, for pleasure, or for meet- ing your friends. Let your slogan be, Meet me at Guggenheimer ' s the woman ' s store of Lynchburg. din our Garment Section you will see many a fashion note that will aid you in planning your gowns. Our dressmakers will relieve you of the worry of the making. CLYou will see charming hats in the Millinery Department that will delight you. CA morning or afternoon of pleasure you will be sure of and much profit styleward, when you come to m m © © © © © © © © © © © (5 (5 (5 (5 m m THE STUDENTS AND FACULTY of SWEET BRIAR are hereby given a cordial invitation to make our store headquarters when in Lynchburg. We are always glad to give any general information or serve them in any way possible. We offer for j ' our inspection a stock of high class Jewelry and kind- red merchandise not to be found elsewhere in Lynchburg, and surpassed by no establishment anywhere. We make a Specialty of Class, College, Fraternity and Society Rings, Pins, Etc. We would appreciate an opportunity of submitting designs and esti- mates, to which prompt attention is given. Correspondence invited. D. B. Ryland Company Jewelers and Silversmiths 809 Main Street LYNCHBURG, VA. ADAMS BROS.-PAYNES COMPANY LYNCHBURG VIRGINIA Building Materials of all kinds FUEL AND FEED r ESTABLISHED 1867 THE C. H. ALMOND DRY GOODS CO. fc? LYNCHBURG ' S THE STORE GREATER - j ni 11 WITH MANY STORE — DEPARTMENTS ' asBSW LEADERS IN SWELL MILLINERY AND TAILORED SUITS We Solicit the Business of the Sweet Briar Students Upon the Merits of Our Merchandise VISIT US, WE WELCOME YOU Ladies ' Reception Room and Writing Parlor for your use and convenience MAID ATTENDANT I J. R. MILLNER CO. I © The Popular Shopping Place for M © @ Dress Goods and Silks © ' Tailored Suits and © I MILLINERY I © © © © m THE MODISH FIGURE ® You can have it, too © © You will never know the possibility © of your figure until you wear the © © Lyra Corsets I No other make will please you so well © PRICE, $5.00 to $15.00 ® ALL CORSETS ARE FITTED MILLINERY PARLORS THIRD FLOOR mm JOHN VICTOR, President G. E. VAUGHAN, Cashi. W. PETTYJOHN, Vice President V. W. DICKERSON, Ass ' t Cashier Sl) Pf o Ifs lUdtiondl %ml OF LYNCHBURG CAPITAL -----$ 300,000.00 SURPLUS AND PROFITS - - 400,000.00 STOCKHOLDERS ' LIABILITY - 300,000.00 SECURITY TO DEPOSITORS - $1,000,000.00 On the basis of the above figures this bank invites the accounts of Individuals, Firms and Corporations. We are prepared to furnish reasonable accommo- dation to both the large and small borrower 3% INTEREST PAID ON TIME DEPOSITS, NO MATTER HOW SMALL A- 7V - l ' A- A ' «- vs A ' - ' - . Si ; jii j £. i. i t £. ; i iSi iAi i i. i. Vi -ii. - w  0 C.; 6 i i i i. Vi.iV- ' i i-Ai- i. ' 1 ' , Si- V. ' A vV -S V( -v -(( -W - v, ,,- i fs f A ' A A- - A ' ' ? ' ' V ' ?l ' ' V ' ? ' ' V 7f ' ? ' - ' - ' - ' - ' ,- ■ ' ' . ' ' A- A vi;,  S, V . j -7 7 - ' A A 7 COMPLIMENTS OF THE Hpucljtmrg Rational iSanh Lynchburg, Va. A A- ' ' ■ ' ?vC-?(?-7vf ' A ' A ' -7(=r vSi Ji. iii. Si. Vi, ii. - ' - '  W - -W - 7t ' 7v ' 7? A A Tv T 71 TS- ' o ' - ' jC ' ,- ' ,- ' , A i- i- -i. ' ' - i- i-- i -: --i- -i- i. ' - ' ' ' - ' - ' ■• ' - ' - ' 31 7 -Tf- A ' ' X ' V ' A ' - 7i-- i-- - 71,-. 7s- 7 ■- 7s 7 7s- If ' ' ' - Capital and Surplus, $450,000.00 A 7if; sl. -Si. 7( (- 7( 7(- 7 - (- -V. -ir, A- 7s- 7 s7 7(v7s A- 75-.-A- V A A A- 7s A 7i 7v A- s i,v A- ' 1 ' ik NEWEST, UP-TO-DATE Millinery, Dress Goods, Silks, Suits and Underwear High-class Dressmaking Department. Framed Pictures and Picture Frames to Order. Everything in Rugs and Floor Coverings LYNCHBURG, VIRGINIA r= REACH Baseball Basket-Bail Foot-Ball WRIGHT DITSON Tennis Goods Rushton Canoes S. 0. FISHER ESTABLISHED 1828 Fire Arms, Fishing Tackle, Camp Outfits, Canoes, Boats Sweaters, Athletic Knit Goods, Skates, Bicycles Sporting and Athletic Supplies of Every Kind 1024 Main St. LYNCHBURG, VA. Kodaks and Kodak Supplies Developing Printing Enlarging Department Conducted by Experts Send for Sample Print 1 There is a Kungiy student. And she slopp ' lh one of three: With thy long full purse and generous eye Now come to the Bool( 5 iop with me. II The Bool( Shop door is open wide. And I am next m line. The quests are met. the feast not set. They have gone to my room to dme. Ill The girls had come mto my room — As hungry as wolves were they. They shrieked and growled and roared and howled; I had nothing — to their dismay. IV The students all cheered, the halls are cleared. For down the stair comes this pair. Merrily do they hop To purchase from the Boo} Shop. V They scan the shelves with a hungry eye. There were candies there galore. Harris- Woodson ' s, Lowney ' s and Martha Washington. How could they ask for more? VI There are olives, loo, upon the shelves. Cakes. Uneedas and Butter Thins. While just along in another row Was chicken all done up in tins. ' II And thro the rifts of the candy cliffs They have a dismal scene. For the shapes of books they do not ken The ccindy tries to screen. VIII The soap was here, the combs were there. And hair pins were all around. Right up above this mass did stand Some sugar marked One Pound. IX What ' s sweeter than a mid-nigSl feast? Tis sweeter far to me Than hurrying to classes with the rest of the lasses In a studious company. X Farewell, Farewell, but this I tell. To thee thou hungry guest. Whether sour or sweet, if it ' s something to eat. At the Boole lop you ' ll find the best. (With apologies to the Ancient Mariner. ) ' O .GQQ QOQQQQQG QQG ' QQ.QQ ' GQOGQ 0 m Mi m m m M m WHERE DO YOU BUY YOUR SHOES? EVERYTHING NEW THAT ' S GOOD G. A. Coleman Company 907 Main Street LYNCHBURG, VIRGINIA THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE The Sweet Briar Magazine which is conducted by the student body of Sweet Briar College, is at present published quarterly. SUBSCRIPTION $1.50 PER YEAR Advertising Rates Per Year One page ----- $20.00 Half page ----- 15.00 Quarter page - - _ - g.OO Eighth page - - _ - 5.00 Payments for advertisements are due after the first issue of the magazine All subscriptions payable in advance Send all Literary Conlribulions to FRANCES N. MATSON, Editor in Chief Address all Business Communications to ELSIE L. ZAEGEL, Business Manager m w m If you don ' t buy here now, you will m eventually. Why not today? © © © © © © © © mmmM Mmm Mm MmMMMBM •Die ' :jc ■dJc •sic r r r DEVELOPING AND PRINTING YOUR KODAK MAN SUSSMAN 223-225 Park Avenue BALTIMORE, MD. Artistic Framing Enlarging Our Specialty Artistic Framing WE ARE PROUD OF OUR STORE AND STOCK You will feel the same pride in your home if you select your furniture from our house. No matter how modest or pretentious your home we are exceptionally equipped to furnish either in good taste. Winfree-Strother Furniture Company, Inc. 1008-10 Main Street LYNCHBURG, VIRGINIA • •dJc ■dJc dJc r rA r r r r r r4r r2f rJf rJ rJr rlr r JrJ JIw « k JJ JJw JJw JJ JJw t h J|w J{ J{ JJw wjw t w JJw JJw kTJw JJw JJw JJw J] J ! T The Cleland-Peck Co. INCORPORATED STEAM, HOT WATER AND VAPOR HEATING Highest Grade Plumbing Plumbing Supplies, Valves, Pipe and Fittings 206-208 Fifth Street LYNCHBURG, VIRGINIA OQGQQG ' Q ' Q ' QG ' QQQ.QQGG ' QG ' QQG ' QG ' QQQQQQ ' G ' Q Q B Q G Q Q G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G (5 ,S)0. CRAIGHILL JONES DRUGGISTS 913 Main Street LYNCHBURG, VA. A full line of toilet articles— Houbigant ' s, Roger Gallet ' s and Hudnut ' s perfumes, sachets and soaps. Conklin Fountain Pens G G G G G G G G G G G G BMMG. G. © ©.!S.,«S S GMGMG G G.GMG G G G GjGMGB Candy Candy Candy Candy G. G W G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G G Isbell, Bowman Co. Write for Catalogue 903 Main Street LYNCHBURG, VA. Sweet Briar Girls are extended a very cordial invitation to make our store their head- quarters while in the city Leave Your Packages in Our Care Kinckle Shoe Co. Fitters of Feet 810 Main Street LYNCHBURG, VA. You Like GOOD Coffee For a pleasing, satisfying cup use Morara Coffee Every roast uniform in cup quality If your Grocer doesn ' t handle MORARA Write, giving Ills name to The Roasters- Antrim, Richmond W. H. THOMAS. Pres., Bramwell. W Va. O. M DEYERLE, V Pres and Gen. Mgr. Bluefield. W. Va. Flat-Top Fuel Co. Mine Owners and Shippers Genuine POCAHONTAS Smokeless COAL COKE Bluefield, West Virginia Originator and Manufacturer of Marcelle Middy Suits Marcellus HofHin Naval Tailor of Distinction Main Street, Corner Church NORFOLK, VA. Write for Information Samples Upon Request Individual Measure Photographs that Please Cole Miller are the College Photo- graphers of Virginia and North Caro- lina; do more college work than any other photographer in the two States and are the only photographers that do as high grade work at the schools, by an ordinary side window, as the best photographers do in their studios. Our specialty is in making work that satisfies the engravers and publishers. If you want the best, write for prices and special student rates to COLE MILLER •PHONE 382 317 Main Street DANVILLE, VA. BAD SODA SPOILS GOOD FLOUR We pick up bargains and shovel them out to the trade Ainslie-Martin Co. QH nil IIH HH IIH III! llQll llll llQll III! Illl IIH llll llll II Q For Health ' s Sake Remember The Sta-Kleen Store 618 Main Street. LYNCHBURG, VA. T. G. Offterdinger Successor to O ' BRIEN OFFTERDINGER DEALER IN All Kinds of Live Stock and FRESH MEATS McGregor s Everything Dependable in Dry Goods Fancy Goods Millinery, Etc. Corner Main and Tenth Streets LYNCHBURG, VA. Reams Co. LEADERS IN FURNITURE Stoves and Floor Coverings The Store that Saves You Money 620-622 Main Street LYNCHBURG, VIRGINIA O — iiii iiii — iiii ini iiii iiOii iiii. — iiOii iiii- iiii iiii— iiii iiii iiO 5:1 k k WANTED Your order for FIELD SEEDS and GARDEN SEEDS of stand- ard purity and germination. Also Feed stuff and baled for- age. We sell Cyphers Incu- bators and Brooders, Poultry Feeds, Supplies and Remedies, Self Applying Lice Powders. W.A.MILLER SON,Inc. LYNCHBURG, VA. LYNCHBURG RESTAURANT For Ladies and Gentlemen Our service is complete Everything the market affords. Served in up- to-date style : : : 822 Main Street LYNCHBURG - VIRGINIA Hi :« : $:  : }:«;:{}:«;:«}: :«;:« :«:;{ u;:i:u::{ u;:« : :;;u;:«;:«}U}:  :« u;: v{ ••• in in k k in k m k Ladies of the Briar Patch you are cordially invited to our store, to examine stock of Fancy Groceries, Confections, Fruits, Olives and Pickles in bottles. All Kinds of Potted Meats, Crackers, Cakes, Etc. Will take pleasure in showing you these goods and will be glad to take your order for anything you may need in our line. Thanking you for your patronage, I am Very respectfully yours, 1111 Main St. JNO. P. BELL 5:S:S:S:S:Sil5iS !5 S « 45 5s «J? «5:«5J«« Mrs. Sheard s Hair and Beauty Parlors Fine Hair Goods and Cosmetics Scalp Treatment, Facial Massage, Manicuring, Hair Dressing, Electrolysis, Shampooing ' Phone 1131 for Engagements 717 Main St. LYNCHBURG, VA. Chesapeake Ohio Railway TO RICHMOND AND THE WEST Fast trains with through Pullman sleepers to Cincinnati, Louisville, St. Louis and Chicago. For full information, address John D. Potts General Passenger Agent, C. O. Railway Richmond, Virginia THE JEFFERSON RICHMOND, VIRGINIA The Most Magnificent Hotel in the South European Plan, 400 Rooms, 300 Baths. Rooms single and en suite, with and without private bath. Turkish and Roman Baths. Spacious Sample Rooms, Large Convention Hall. Rates $1.50 and upwards. Every Convenience for the Traveling Man, Every Comfort for the Tourist. O. F. WEISIGER, Manager Cotrell Leonard ALBANY, NEW YORK Makers of CAPS and GOWNS IS To the American Colleges from the Atlantic to the Pacific CLASS CONTRACTS A SPECIALTY A. S. White Co. Wholesale Grocers LYNCHBURG, VIRGINIA TRAKAS ' CRYSTAL PALACE A. Sarris and P. Caredes. ' Proprietors 727 Main Street, Corner Eighth Manufacturers of Pure Ice Cream and Candies Fancy Fruit Au rendez-vous des amis WE MAKE THE BEST OF PHOTOGRAPHS Latest Styles Reasonable Prices You are invited to call HILL ' S STUDIO 915;. Main Street LYNCHBURG, VIRGINIA Murphy s Hotel The Center of Richmond, Virginia Tyree ' s Art Store J. L. TYREE. PROPRIETOR Pictures and Picture Frames Window Shades, Room Mouldings, Etc. Picture Frames and Window Shades Made to Order. All Work Guaranteed Oil Paintings, Water Colors, Sepia, Crayons, Etc. 206 Eleventh St. LYNCHBURG, VA. FLOWERS Choice Flowers Blooming Plants Floral Designs Telegraph, Telephone or Mail Messi ges Receive Prompt Attention MISS McCARRON 1015 Main Street LYNCHBURG, VIRGINIA Same Management and Policy for Past 25 Years $i)f %Mt Printing anil IHfinufafturind (£0. COLLEGE WORK A SPECIA Stir Hargrat :: %nt Equipprii South of the Ohio and East of the Mississippi. More employees and more output than all other job printing plants within a radius of 100 miles. Light, heat and sanitary arrangements well-nigh perfect. Estimates furnished MORE THAN 50,000 FEET OF FLOOR SPACE MORE THAN 100 MACHINES 116-132 North Jefferson St., ROANOKE, VIRGINIA The Good- Night Lunch. It is not always an easy task for the woman who has no help to get up a suitable lunch for the friends who have spent the evening with her. Very often her enjoyment is marred by the fuss and expense and worry which she is obliged to undergo. Here is a special use for The daintieil and mo dtlicious JELL-O lunch can be prepared in advance, and with a minute ' s work. Serve with whipped cream. Wafers and tea, coffee or cocoa complete a lunch that is delighlful in every respect. The beautiful Recipe Book, DESSERTS OF THE WORLD, tells how to inai e all sorts ol delicacies. Sent FREE to all who write for it. There are seven flavors of JELL-O : Strawberry, Raspberry, Lemon, Orange, Cherry, Peach, Chocolate. Each flavor in a separate pachage. lOc, at all grocers ' . THE GENESEE PURE FOOD CO., Le Roy, N. Y., and Bridgeburg, Can. Stone ; M ' «