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v W - d tfHBH H . ■ 1 :V,, 1 1 -M . m, I • ..- ■■u[ ; - J ■« t47j m% ' ' w. - - X I TEGHNALA 1913 VOLUME VII Published by The Senior Glass of The Alabama Girls ' Technical Institute ' - 1? Our Alma Mater As we look back o er our school-girl years. Thinking of all ihey have brought to each. Of friends and work, of hopes and fears. Of high ideals we have striven to reach — Tho ' often we ' ve failed m work and deed, And found it hard to live for the right. We thank thee that thou hast been indeed Our friend. Alma Mater, hast aided our fight. Our Alma Mater, soon we ' ll leave thee. For somewhere we have a place to fill. But, whether at home or over the sea. Whether fale be kind or fortune ill — For there ' s many a battle to fight and win, And many a joy and sorrow to know — Often t o thee at the day s golden end Our thoughts cf love and longing will go. Ruby AlversoM ' . Editorial Staff r dale Editors Blanche Smartt Edilor-in-Chief Mariglen Cornelius Ila Dean Griffin Clarice White Alleen McKenzie Carrie PruiTT Business Manager Edna Leatherwood Club Editor Margaret McMillan Class Editor Ruby Alverson Chairman of Picture Committee Katie Belle Stallworth Chairman of Art Committee Elizabeth Bradfield Chairman of Joke and Noveltv Committee Edwina Donnally Chairman of Advertising Committee Kate Dowling Chairman of Subscription Committee IvA DE FrEESE Chairman of Athletic Committee Vera Massey Tvpisl Board of Trustees HIS EXCELLENCY, EMMET O ' NEAL Governor of Alabama, President, Ex-Officio H. J. WiLLlNGHAM, State Superint endent of Education, Ex-Officio Hugh S. D. Mallory, State-al-Large Selma Virgil Bouldin, State-at-Large Scottsboro John T. Cochrane, First District Mobile Sol D. Bloch, Second District Camden S. H. Dent, Third District Eufaula JosiAH Thomas Mangum, Fourth District Selma Malcolm A. Graham, Fifth District Prattville William E. W. Yerby, Sixth District Greensboro George H. Parker, Seventh District Cullman James C. Kumpe, Eighth District Moulton Moses V. Joseph, Ninth District Birmingham C. L. Meroney, Secretary of Board Montevallo E. S. L ' iMAN, Treasurer Montevallo Sol D. Bloch, Land Commissioner Camden Committees of Board Judiciary — Messrs. Bouldin, Cochrane, Parker Executive — Messrs. Mallory, Kumpe, Yerby Educational — Messrs. Cochrane, Mangum, Dent Finance — Messrs. Bloch, Graham, Joseph Building and Grounds — Governor O ' Neal, Messrs. Mallory, Graham, Joseph, Parker, Bloch, Mangum School Lands — Governor O ' Neal, Messrs. Bloch, Bouldin, Kumpe Dairy and Farm — Messrs. Mangum, Dent, Yerby Faculty Thomas Wanerly Palmer. A.M., LL.D. President Martha Patterson, B.S. Domestic Art Minnie Douglas Murrill Librarian Eugenia Phillips Matron Charles L. Meroney Secrelarv of Board of Trustees Mattie Lee BooI(l(eeper William N. Henderson, B.S. Assistant Science Ethel Beane General Secretar]} of Y. W. C. A. Edward Houston Wills, B.S. Purchasing Agent E. C. Bailey Nurse Carolyn L. Rembaugh Food Supen ' isor Edward Samuel Lyman Treasurer of Board of Trustees Mary Myrtle Brooke, A.B. Psychology and Education Julia Poynor, A.B. Latin Charlotte Woodward Private Secretary Mary Betty Overton Commercial Faculty Rebecca Funk. Phvsical Cullure LiDA Inge Hatch I ' ioUn Mary Goode Stallworth Maihemalics Virginia Reese Withers, A.B. Assistanl Mathematics Bertie Helen Allen Unclassified Students Hardima Burnley Hov.ie Art Samuel Lee Chesnutt. Jr., B.S. Science Alice Bolton Assistant Domestic Art Geneva Virginia Read, A.B. Assistant Music Helen Vickers, A.B. French Beulah Putnam Assistant Phvsical Culture Claudia Crumpton. A.M. English LOUESA K.EYS, B.S. Domestic Science Mary E. McMillan Assistant Domestic Art Mettie C. Davidson-Jones, B.A. Voice Alice H. Martin Assistant Domestic Art Ellen H. Forsythe Assistant Art and Domestic Art Faculty LiLA St. Clair McMahon, A.M. Assistant English L. Rook Simmons Assistant English and Mathematics LuLA Hawkins Director of Music Reba Powers Assistant Music MoLLiE Bell Barnett, M.Ph. Sight Singing Luther J. Fowler Historv Mary Elizabeth McWilliams Assistant Music Gail Randolph, B.S. Assistant Domestic Science Henrietta Lisk, M.S. Assistant Science Annie Mayhew Clisby Expression Mamie Meroney Assistant Domestic Art Julia Dearing Searcy Assistant Theme Reader Georgia Leeper Manager of Supplv Department Ella Peters Assistant Commercial Mae Thackerson Assistant Matron Walter Maurice Jones Williams Electrician David Leonidas Wilkinson, M.D. Phvsician The Days that are Past and Gone (With Apologies to Charles Lamb) I have had many troubles, have had many cares. In my school days at A. G. T. I., The days that are past and gone. I have been pondering, 1 have been studying Early and late but with little profit; In the days that are past and gone. Once I loved Math, greatest among studies: Forgotten now are the problems 1 knew In days that are past and gone. I had a Veigil, kind friend of many hours; Like a recreant I left my Vergil; In days that are past and gone. History! useless once in foolish fancy. Would that I had felt my need of thee. In days that are past and gone. Knowledge! Pleasure to all who seek thee. Infinite power, come back to me. As in days that are past and gone. Rebecca Krentzman ' s nvl ' sy:- Senior Class Colors: Purple and While Flower: Violel Motto: " Nothing is impossible to labor " OFFICERS Rebecca Sandlin President Edna Leatherwocd .... Vice-President Ila Dean Griffin Secretary Vera Massey Treasurer Clarice White Historian Celia McMillan Poet Lois Parker Artist Susie Lee McCrary Critic Elizabeth Bradfield Musician MEMBERS AcEE, Myrtis. Sweet Water Avant, Emma, Tallassee AvANT, Mattie, Tallassee Barton, Ruth, Tuscaloosa Bradfield, Elizabeth, Tuscaloosa Cornelius, Mariglen, Gadsden Dale, Daisy, Oak Hill DE Freese, Iva, Piedmont DoNNALLY, EdWINA, BiUingsley Dowling, Kate, Ozark Farr, Lola, Bessemer Fellows, Will, Uniontown Flowers, Lola, Elba Gentry, Elizabeth, Tuskegee Giddens, Nena, Talladega Gordon, Anna Ruth, Eutaw Griffin, Ila Dean, Jasper Grimes, Fannie, Elba Head, Frances, Monievallo HiNESLEY, Ellie, Acton Jones-Williams, Gladys, Monievallo Kelley, Willie, Headland Krentzman, Rebecca, West Blocton Lindsay, Ruth, Headland Leatherwocd, Edna, Braggs Massey, Vera, Wellington Merkl. Frances, Renfroe McCrary, Lucy, Greensboro McCrary, Susie Lee, Greensboro McLeod, Kate. Citronelle McMillan, Celia, Columbiana McMillan. Margaret, Columbiana N ELY, Teressa, Orrville Parker, Elaine, BiUingsley Parker, Lois, Beatrice Porter, Mattie Rae, Girard Pruitt, Carrie, Tallassee Roan, Annie, Thomasville RoDGERS, Kathleen, Grove Hill Sandlin, Rebecca, Alexander City Smartt, Blanche, Five Points Spencer, Ora, Greensboro Stallworth, Katie Belle, Beatrice Stitt, Orrie, Wehadkee Thompson, Esther, Wadley Todd, Lilla, Morvin White, Clarice, Columbiana Wooley, Lizzie, Montevallo Yow, Clara, Pine Hill ELIZABETH SHORTRIDGE BRADFIELD Tuscaloosa, Alabama " She Xl as indeed the glass in Tvhich the noble })outh did dress itself. " Member of Tulwiler Club, 1911- ' I2; President of Tutwiler Club, 1912- ' ! 3; Junior Basket-ball Team, 19I1- ' I2; Story Tellers ' League, 1 91 I - ' 1 2- ' l 3 ; Schu- mann Club, 191I--12; Choral Club, 191 I - ' 1 2- ' l 3 ; Musician of Senior Class, 1912- " 13; Seaman A. Knapp, 1912- ' 13; Chairman of Joke and Novelty Committee of Technala; Social Committee, 1911-12; Glee Club, 1912- ' 13. MATTIE VICTORIA AVANT Tallassee, Alabama ' Lo, the poor Indian, whose unluloreJ mind Sees Cod in the clouds and hears Him in the tvind. Entered, 1905. Story Tellers ' League. 1909-13; Intercollegiale Com- mittee of Y. W. C. A.. 1909- " 10; Camp Fire. 1912- ' 13; Devotional Committee of Y. W. C. A., 1912- ' 13; Subscription Committee of Technala. 19(2- 13. EMMA CORDELIA AVANT Tallassee, Alabama CoTne care and pleasure, hope and pain, And bring the fated fairy Prince. " Entered, 1907. Bible Study Committee, 1910-11; Subscription Com- mittee, 1911; Chairman Devotional Committee; Vice- President Seaman A. Knapp Club, 19I2- ' I3; Business Committee. MARIGLEN CORNELIUS Gadsden, Alabama " Thim 5 mp noaiiom, Sammy, Wheerhy I means to slicf(. " Junior. 19IN-12. Secretary Caslalian Literary Society. 1912; President Castalian Literary Society, 1912-13: Choral Club, 1911- ' I2- ' 13; Schumann Ciub. 1 91 1 - ' 1 2- ' l 3 ; Y. W. C. A. Cabinet. 19I1- ' 12; Seaman A. Knapp Club, 1913; Associate Editor Technala, 1913. KATE DOWLING Ozark, Alabama " Lei s meet, and either Jo ur die. Junior, 1911 - ' 12. Story Tellers ' League, 1911- " 12; Castalian Literary Society, 1911-12-13; Critic of Castalian Literary So- ciety, 1912- ' 13; Seaman A. Knapp Club. 19I2- ' 13; Technala Staff, 1912- ' 13; Class Musician, 1911- ' 12. EDWINA DONNALLY Billlngsley, Alabama " Life is a jesl, anil all things sboii} it, I thought so once, but noTV 1 l(now it. ' Entered, 1909. Rouge Pot Club, 19I0- ' ll; Philomathic Club, 1911- 13; Story Tellers League, 1910-13; Chairman Adver- tising Committee, 1912- 13; Secrelary of Philomathic Club. 1911- ' I2. IVA DE FREESE Piedmont, Alabama " Alacl , there lies more peril in thine epes Than tJventy of their snfonh. " Entered, 1910. Captain Freshman Basket-ball Team; Member Fi- nance Committee Y. W. C. A.; Captain Junior Bas- ket-ball Team; Philomathic Club, I911- ' 13; Captain Senior Basket-ball Team; Chairman Athletic Commit- tee Technala; President Philomathic Club, 1912- ' 13. LOLA HAYES FLOWERS E.Iba, Alabama " ' The liille fooler]) ihal ivise show. Junior, I91I- ' I2. Story Tellers ' League, 1912- ' 13: lard Club, 1912- ' 13; Philomathic Seaman A. Knapp Club, 19I2- ' 13; mathic Club, 1912-13; Associate nala, 1912-M3, have mal(es a great Emma Hart Wil- Club. 1911- ' 12- 13; Historian of Philo- Class Editor Tech- DAISY LORRAINE DALE Oak Hill, Alabama " She 1Das jest the quiet l ind IVhose natures never varp. " Freshman, 1909- ' 10. Tutwiler Club, 1911- ' I2- ' 13; Emma Hart Willard Club, 1911 - ' U; Romper Basket-ball Team, 1910- ' ll; Junior Basket-ball Team, 1911-12; Senior Basket-ball Team, 1912- ' 13; President of Sophomore Class, 1910- ' II; President of Caesar Club, I912- ' 13; Story Tellers ' League, I909- ' I0- ' I 1 - ' 12- ' l 3 ; Choral Club, 1 909- ' 10- ' 11; Rouge Pot Club, 1910- ' ll; Schumann Society, 191I- ' 12- ' I3; Information Committee of Y. W. C. A., 1910- ' 11- ' 12; Athletic Committee of Technala, 1912- ■13. LOLA FARR Bessemer, Alabama " Thy Tvil and ihy words are uncommon bright, Bui ihy head ivill shine in any Ughl. " Sophomore, 1Q09- ' 10. Schumann Club. 1 91 I - ' 1 2- ' l 3 ; Philomathic Club. I9i0- " I2- ' I3; Second Senior Basket-ball, 19II- " I2; Senior Baskel-ball, I9I2- ' I3; Athletic Committee of i echnaia. ILA DEAN GRIFFIN Jasper, Alabama " am resolved to scroll ' iai and loo} )jouno idl fori)}. Junior, I9II- ' I2. Tulwiler Club, 191 I - ' 1 2- ' I 3 ; Crilic Junior Class. 1912- " 13; Secretary Senior Class, 1912-13; Vice-Presi- dent I utwiler, 1912- 13; Missionary Committee, 1912- 13; Glee Club, 1912- ' I3; Associate Editor Technala; President Seaman A. Knapp, 1912-13; Choral Club, 19I1--12- ' I3. ELIZABETH GENTRY Tuskegee, Alabama " I ' m sure care s an enemy to life. Sophomore, 1909- ' 10. Philomathic Club, 1 91 0- ' 1 1 - ' 1 2- ' l 3 ; Schumann Club, 191 1- ' I2- ' 13; Associate Club Editor Technala. FANNIE GRIMES Elba, Alabama " For silence anil chaste reserve is ntoman s genuine praise. Senior. 191l- ' 12. Joke and Novelly Committee of Technala, I91l- ' 12; Joke and Novelty Committee of Technala, 1912- ' I3. ELLIE BEATRICE HINESLEY Acton, Alabama " Cenlle of speech, beneficent of minj. " Freshman, 1909- ' 10. Story Tellers ' League, 191 1 - ' 12- ' l 3 ; Philomathic Club, 19ll--12- ' 13; Treasurer Ph.lomalhic Club, 1912; Vergil Club, 1913; Picture Committee Technala, 1913; Devotional Committee Y. W. C. A., 1912- ' I3; Schu- mann Society, 191 1- ' 12- ' 13. REBECCA KRENTZMAN Wesl Blocton, Alabama " None bul herself can be her parallel. " Entered. 1909. Story Tellers ' Leacue. I9I0- ' 13; Latin Club, 1911- ' 12; Vergil Club. 1912- 13; PMIomathic Club. 1911- 13; Joke Committee Technala, 1912-13. WILLIE KELLEY Headland, Alabama " There s nothing ill can JtvcU in such a temple. Enlered, 1909, Rouge Pot Club, 19IO- ' ll; Story Tellers ' Leaoue, 1910- ' I3; Schumann Club, 191l- ' 13; Treasurer Schu- mann Club, 1912- ' 13; Castalian Literary Society, 1911- ' 13; Second Junior Basket-ball, 19I1- 12; Senior Bas- ket-ball, 1912- ' 13; Class Committee, 19I2- ' 13. EDNA LEATHERWOOD Braggs, Alabama " Rest, rest, perturbed spirit! " Junior, 1911--12. Devotional Committee, 1911 - ' 12; Membership Com- mittee, 19I2- ' 13; Tutwiler Club, 1911- ' 13; Secretary Junior Class, 1911-12; Vice-President Senior Class, 1912- ' I3; Club Editor Technala, 1912- ' 13. RUTH LINDSAY Headland, Alabama " Let the nwrlj slide, let the rvorU go. " Sophomore, 1910- ' ll; Rouge Pot Club, I910- ' ll; Story Tellers League, 1910-11- 12; Second Junior Basket-ball, 191l- ' r2; Senior Basket-ball, 1912- ' 13; Seaman A. Knapp Club, 1912- 13; Philomathic Club, 1912- ' 13; Picture Committee of Technala, 1912- ' 13; Schumann Club, 19ll- ' 12. VERA MASSEY Wellington, Alabama " Her heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth. " Freshman. 1909- ' 10. Devotional Committee of Y. W. C. A., 1910- ' ll; Bible Study Committee of Y. W. C. A., 1911 - ' 12; |. U. G. Club. 1911- ' 12; Junior Basket-ball Team, I911--I2; Philomathic Club. 19I1- ' I2; Vice-President ,.t Philomathic Club. I912- ' 13; Y. W. C. A. Cabinet, 1912- 13; Seaman A. Knaop Club, 1913; Senior Bas- ket-ball Team. 1912- ' 13; ' Class Treasurer, 1912- ' 13; I ypist of Technala, 1913. MARGARET McMlLLAN Columbiana, Alabama " She is so plaguy proud that the death tol ens of it cry, ' No recovery. Entered. 1910. Tutwiler. 1910- ' 12: Critic Tutwiler Club, 1912- ' I3; Ale-Hoo-Ate, 1910- ' ll; Chairman of Music Committee ,.f Y. W. C. A., 19i2- ' 13; Class Editor Technala; Schumann Club. FRANCES MERKL Talladega, Alabama " Hhere more is meant than meets the ear. Junior. 1911- ' 12. Devotional Committee, 1911- ' 12; Y. W. C. A. Cab- inet, 19I2- ' 13; Castalian Literary Society, 1912; Cas- lahan Secretary, 1912- ' 13; Senior Basket-ball, 1913; Seaman A. Knapp Club, 1913; Art Committee, 1912- ' 13; Picture Committee. 1912- ' 13. LUC - WALTHAL McCRARY Greensboro, Alabama " lell Ijou my disposition. I am ntholh aJdicleJ la raretics; things that arc nen? tai e mc ' Junior, 19ll- ' 12. Castahan Lilerary Society, 1911- 12; Junior Basket- ball, iqil- ' 12; Music Committee, 1911- ' 12; Castalian Historian, 1912- ' 13; Senior Basket-ball, 1912- ' 13; Sea- man A. Knapp, 1912- ' 13; Y. W. C. A. Cabinet, 1912- 13; Picture Committee, 1912-13. CELiA McMillan Columbiana. Alabama " 7 here 3 somen hat m ihis n)orlJ amiss. Entered, 1910. Ale-Hoo-Ate Club, 1910- ' 13; Schumann Club, 1910- 13; Tutwiler Club, 1910- ' 13; Class Poel, 1913. SUSIE LEE McCR.AR ' Greensboro, Alabama " 5 je is Irulxi iireal thai is Utile tn herself And ihat maf cth no account of anlj hci§hi of honors. Emma Hart Willard, 19n- ' 12; Ale-Hoo-Ate, 1911- 12; Castalian Literary Society, 1 91 I - ' 1 2- " l 3 ; Senior Basket-ball, 1912- ' I3; Vice-President Y. W. C. A., 1912- ' 13; Seaman A. Knapp Club, 1912- ' 13; Chair- man of Membership Committee, I912- ' 13: Senior Class Critic, 1912- ' I3; Finance Committee, 1911- ' 12. TERESSA WALLACE NEELY Orrville Alabama " (5 §ooi} to lengthen to the last a sunn mood. ' Entered, 1910. Membership Committee, 1 91 I - 12; News Committee, I91l- " 13; Finance Committee of Technala, 1912- ' 13; Camp Fire. 1912- ' 13; Vergil Club, 1913; Story Tell- ers Leaoue. 1912- 13. LOIS EVELYN PARKER Beatrice, Alabama " WhetheT the charmer sinner it or saint it. If folly groTus romantic, I must paint it. " Sophomore. 19IO- ' ll. Devolional Commillee of Y. W. C. A.. 191 I - ' 1 2- ' l 3 ; Choral Club. 1910- ' ll; Tulwiler Club, 191 1 - ' 1 2- ' l 3 ; Story Tellers ' League, 1912- ' I3; Seaman A. Knapp Club. 1912- ' 13; Emma Hart Willard Club, 1912- ' 13: Art Committee of Technala; Class Artist, I912- ' 13. CARRIE PRUITT Tallassee, Alabama " Long have I sighed for a calm. Cod grant I may find it. Entered, 1911. Bible Study Committee, 1911- 12; Y. W. C. A. Cabinet, 1912; Caslalian Lilerary Society, 1912- ' 13; Seaman A. Knapp Club, 1913; Business Manager of Technala. 1912- " I3. MATTIE RAE PORTER Girard, Alabama " Her verp frowns arc fairer far than smiles of other maidens are. Junior. 19I1- ' 12. Chairman Senior Council ; Philomathic Club, 1911- 1 2 ; Treasurer Philomalhic ; Devolional CommiKee. 1911- ' I2; Choral Club, I911- ' 13; Schumann Club. 1911- ' 12; Art Commillee Technala. ELAINE PARKER Billingsley. Alabama " Elame the fair, Elaine ihc lovable. Entered. 1909. President of Mu Kappa Kappa Club. 1909- ' 10; Tutwiier Club. 1911- ' 13; Seaman A. Knapp Cli:b. 1912-13; Member of Advertisement Committee. 1912- ■13. ORRIE STITT WeKadkee. Alabama " A laioman convinced against her mill, is of the same opinion still. " Freshman. 1909- ' 10. Story Tellers ' League. 1910- ' 13; Latin Club. 1911- •12; Vergil Club. 1912- ' 13; Tutwiier Club, 1911- ' 13; Secretary Tutwiier. 19!2- ' 13; Emma Hart Willard Club. 1912- ' 13; Assistant Business Manager Technala. REBECCA SANDLIN Alexander City, Alabama " What shall I do to be forever f noTvn, and ma e the age io come my own? ' Enlered. 1912. Hislorian of Caslalian Lilerary Soclely, 1912; Chair- man of Social Commiltee of Y. W. C. A.. 1912; Presi- dent of Schumann Club, 1912-13; Story Tellers ' League, 19I2- " 13; Campus Glee Club. 1913; President of Senior Class, 1912- " 13. BLANCHE ELECTA SMARTT Five Points, Alabama " For it ' s Tommy this, an ' Tommy that, an ' anythino you please. An Tommy aini a hloomtn fool — -you bet that Tommy ices. Junior, 1912- " 13. Membership Committee Y. W. C. A.. 1911- " 12; Vice-President Y. W. C. A.. 1912; Historian of Cas- talian Literary Society. 1911 - ' 12; Vice-President of Castalian Literary Society. 1912-13; Story Tellers " League. 1911 - " 12; Editor-in-Chief of Technala, 1912- 13; Seaman A. Knapp, 1912-13. KATIE BELLE STALLWORTH Beatrice, Alabama " An open-hearted maiden, true and pure. Entered. 1909. Bible Study Committee. 1911-12; Junior Class Artist; Philomathic Club. 1912-- ' 13; Junior Basket- ball Team; Emma Hart Willard, 1912- " 13; Y. W. C. A. Cabinet. 1912- ' 13; Story Tellers League, 191L ' 13; Editorial Staff of Technala. ESTHER THOMPSON Wadiey. Alabama " He is a fool who ihtnf s ip force or 5 1 To {urn the current of a oo rian i ivill. Entered. 1909. Assistant Business Manager of Technala. 1912- 13; Story Tellers " League, 1912- ' 13. CLARICE WHITE Columbiana. Alabama " The gen e mind by gentle JeeJs is l noTvn. " Entered, 1910. Tulwrler Club. 1910- ' I3; Crilic Tulwiler Club, 1911- " 12; Hislorian Tulwiler Club, 19I2- ' 13; Slory Tellers " League, I9II- ' I2; Ale-Hoo-Ate Club, 19I0- ' I2; Pres- ident of Ale-Hoo-Ate, 19ll- ' 12; President of Emma Hart Willard, 1912- ' I3; Social Committee of Y. W. C. A., I91l- ' 12; Missionary Committee, 19I2- ' 13; Novelty Committee, 1912- ' I3; Vergil Club, 19I2- ' I3; Associate Editor of Technala, 1912-13. CLARA OW Pine Hill, Alabama " Bui civilizeJ man can nol live uuthoul coolj s. ' Freshman, 1909- ' 10. Membership Committee of Y. W. C. A., 1911- ' 12- 13; Junior Basket-ball Team, 191 1-12; Senior Bas- ket-ball Team, 1912- 13; Caslahan Literary Society, 1912- ' 13; Vice-President Emma Hart Willard, 1912- 13; Seaman A. Knapp, I912- ' I3; Associate Cla s l:dilor Technala, 19I2- ' 13. J The Revolt of the Diplomas T midnight on May 20th, I heard a great commotion in the Assembly Hall. Thinking surely Comus and his train were havmg their midnight revels, I quickly ran to the top of the staircase. What a sight greeted me! In the center of the hall stood Dr. Palmer, in utter despair, completely surrounded by a jabbering, riotous group of tall, cylindrical creatures clad in the fashion of the day, with a white garment of the same width from the shoulders to the feet. The leader finally silenced the others, and began speaking to Dr. Palmer in a loud and stentorian tone. " We are the descendants of the illustrious Sheep race, " he said, " and are to be given on the morrow into the keeping of most unworthy and unappreciative maidens. We protest, and consider ourselves justified, in the light of what we have learned from the teachers ' spirits. We implore you. Dr. Palmer, to protect us against this outrageous assignment. I am to be given to Rebecca, the president of the Senior Class. I protest, because then I should have to yield my leadership. " " We wish to present the same complaint, " said two others. " We can never be first in the hearts of our owners, for they care for nothing except each other. " Dr. Palmer tried in vain to soothe them with the plea that such might not be the case when Elaine and Clarice were separated. Two others rushed up, exclaiming: " We shall be neglected also, for right beside us on the wall, will hang pictures painted by the hands of Katie Belle and Lois. Who will look at us? We D ' i7 not endure it. " Here these were interrupted by three of the creatures who had been dancing madly around Dr. Palmer in the effort to gain his attention: " We are to be given to Ruth, Willie, and Susie Lee. We fear their intellectual foundations are faulty, for on Monday they are often found on the basket-ball court, and only Miss Crumpton knows how many themes are — " " Dear Dr. Palmer, please listen to us, " said five newcomers. " We go to those who have so little regard for the feelings of others that they wake the echoes in the early morning by overturning chairs and tables, in their efforts to dress and reach the practice hall. We refer to those would-be musicians — Daisy, Margaret, Mattie Rae, Iva, and Ellie. " " Why, my owner does that and something worse, " said another. " If the piece she is playing at a recital doesn ' t suit her mood, she leaves the stage, abruptly but most serenely. " " We wish to tell you what happened in the Senior Cooking Class a few days ago, " said five others, " and you may judge from this. Dr. Palmer, whether they deserve us. Esther, Cla ra, Teressa, Orrie, and Lola were cooks at a luncheon. They served Nile green biscuits, pale yellow coffee, and gave the host a good opportunity to use the new carving knife on the gelatine. " At this point. Dr. Palmer turned from them and, upon the approach of three others, instinctively raised his hand. " We emphatically refuse to be buried alive for the rest of our lives, while our own- ers — Mattie, Emma, and Frances — leave civilization and spend their lives with the Indians. " " It is a shame to be given to such ignorant, unprogressive girls as Lucy, Vera, and Mariglen, " piped three languid voices. " Why, they do not even believe in woman suffrage. " " Well, " came a quick retort, " we would rather be given to harmless specimens like these, than to three who are likely to disgrace their Alma Mater by joining the ' Hikers ' or ' The Window Smashers. ' Think of allowing here such as Kate, Beth, and Rebecca Krentzman. " " When Ila Dean and Carrie get a firm grasp on sociology and evolution, we shall come to them willingly and gladly, and not one instant before, " said two, positively. By this time all had spoken except a group of five who stood talking among them- selves. While I wondered whether they, too, were going to rebel, they moved forward and in one voice said: " We prophesy for our owners, Edna, Elizabeth, Lola Farr, Edwina, and Blanche only the fate of Rip Van Winkle. All these girls are at least fifty hours ahead of the others in sleep — history sleep, of course. " Without awaiting a response from Dr. Palmer, they bowed and strode out stifJfy. The president and I stood dazed. At last it occurred to me that those queer objects, now leaving us, were our diplomas. There would be no graduates on the morrow. I rushed wildly back to my room and fell across the bed. I heard an awful din, and someone calling me. I awoke with a start and jumped up. The breakfast bell was ringing, my hideous dream was over, and the Seniors still had a chance. Carrie Pruitt ' . Mariglen Cornelius ' . Lucy McCrarv. Ruth Lindsayi ' . Recipe for Making a Senior ELECT for this purpose a young, tender maiden with a porous mind. Begin by first washing off all former knowledge and cutting to pieces her once high hopes of the easy path to the goal of learning. Meanwhile, prepare the preserving mixture as follows: Take a heaping cup of homesickness, a teaspoon of fright, a bushel of hard lessons, enough of the vinegar of correction to taste, and, to add richness in flavor, a gallon of the soup-stock of " worn out " lectures, and an abundant pinch (sometimes a little more is used) of the cayenne of examinations. Now place the maiden in the great pot of the A. G. T. I. and pour this steaming mixture over her. Let her cook until she has absorbed as much of the mixture as possible, then place her in a large jar (brick wall and high roof preferable for preservation) for four long, dreary years. After this time, with many smiles, take her out and serve her with the sauce of her diploma. REBECCA Krentzman ' The Castle of My Dreams At last my glad eyes upon thee fall. Thou looming castle with towering wall. As thou shinest far distant with radiance bright A beacon to all, a pure gleam of hght. Oh, if after long days of toil 1 could win. If I could but reach thee and enter within, What joy, what reward for my struggle t would be; Could mortal ask more, oh, castle, than thee? Now, Goddess of Learning, I pray ihee to guide Safe over these few stepping stones through the tide And take me to younder great castle so fair And leave me. its infinite wonders lo share. Margaret CaterI ' . JDN0R9M Junior Organization Motto: " IVe aim lo reach the highesi " Colors: Creen and White Flower: While Rose OFFICERS Alleen McKenzie President Mary Em Peebles Vice-President Eunice Havs Secretar]) and Treasurer Margaret Cater Historian Willie Duncan Poet Hettie Goldsworthy Artist Nina Lyman Musician Pearl Baskin Critic MEMBERS Adams, Edith, Gold Hill Andrews, Eula, McWilliams Atkins, Elizabeth, Monterey Anderson, Martha, Eutaw Anderson, Vivian, Greensboro Baker, Rebecca, Kymulga Baskin, Pearl, Murry Cross Beasley, Evelyn, Birmingham Bell, Lila Seay, Sheffield Black, Lizzie Kate, Natchez Bouchelle, Bessie, Boligee Bryan, Ruby, Anniston Busey, Lottie, Jones Mill Caldwell, Irene, Climax, Ga. Campbell, Mollie, Scoitsboro Cater, Frances, Greenville Cater, Margaret, Greenville Clay, Mary, Selma Cleveland, Lila, Suggsville Collins, Mildred, Warrior Cowart, Nellie, Nauvoo Cross, Lillian, Montevallo CrumpTON, Ulmer, Pleasant Hill Cunningham, Frances, Linden Darwin, Lula May, Birmingham Davis, Mary, Vincent DowLiNG, Mabel, Sheffield Drake, Mary, Auburn Duncan, Willie, Tuscaloosa Dunn, Fannie, Prattville Dyke, Mabel, Eden Edwards, Glennie, Society Hill Evans, Sara, Montgomery Gates, Sallie Lee, Mt. Willing Gay, Bernice, Wadley Gayle, Louise, Selma Gerhardt, Rosa, Camden Gilder, Louise, Mt. Meigs Goldsworthy, Hettie, Annislon Gould, Jean, Boligee Grady, Georgia Lee, Dothan Hamilton, Rosamond, Fayetteville Hale, Emma, Birmingham Hale, Eunice, Birmingham Hall, Elise, Rockford Harper, Annie, Shelby Harper, Netta, Montevallo Harris, Addie, Nicholasville Harvey, Linnora, West Blocton Haselmaier, Henrietta, Mount Vernon Hatter, Minerva. Wait Hays, Eunice, Helena Heaton, Rosalie, Greenville Hendrick, Gladys, Montevallo Henry, Julia, Opelika Henson, Leska, Wihon Hicks, Genevieve, Grand Cane, La. HiGHTOWER, Annie Euart, York Howard, Lorene, Avondale Hutchinson, Flora, Enterprise Hyatt, Nettie, Trade Jansen, Hazel, Womack Hill Jenkins, Jeanette, Emelle Johnson, Effie, Meltonville JoYNER, Birdie Mae, Wilmer Knight. Tulu. Furman Kunstler, Beatrice. Maylene Law, Vera, Elba Lawrence, Julia, Gadsden Lawrence, Willie Sue, Gadsden Legg, Susetta, Jasper Lovvorn, Brooksie, Newell Lyman, Nina, Montevallo Martin, Ouida, Long Beach Meroney, Gertrude, Montevallo Milner, Sallie Cobb, Vernon Monette, Floy, Flat Creek Moorer, Annie Laurie, Farmersville McGowiN, LiLLIE, Brewton McKenzie, Alleen, Thomaston McRae. Nancy, Tallassee Neely, Eloise, Orrville OzLEY, Sudie, Saginaw Peebles, Mary Emery, Aliceville Perry, Margaret, Montgomery Petree, Mattie, Belgreen Polk, Madeline, Annlston Powell, Lillie, Repton Powell, Mary, Greenville PucKETT, Bettie, Springville Perdue, Clyde, Farmersville Ramey, Ruby, Greensboro Redus, India, New Decatur Reynolds, Willie. Clanton Reynolds, Winnie, Clanton RiGCS, Carrie Goodwin, Pleasant Hill Riggs, Carrie Pearl, Pleasant Hill RoBERSON, Erline, Mount Hope Rose, Annie Lottie, Eufaula Rosenstihl. Catherine. Union Springs Ross, Annie, Fremont Shackelford, Margaret. Montgomery Scott, Rhoda, Canton. Ga. Sellers, Willie, Franklin Sewell, Mary, Knoxville Shepard, Susan, Mt. Vernon Simpson, Beatrice, Wadley Slaton, Annie, Loachapoka Smith, Bertha, Clanton Solomon, Zara, Montgomery Stabler, Maggie, Forest Home Steele. Lila. Centerville Steele, Nelle, Centerville Stevens, Ethel, Selma Stewart, Clarice. Spring Garden Sturdivant. Mary Frank. Selma Surles, Flora Belle, Birmingham SwANSON, Mary, Finchburg Thomas, Florence, Montevallo Thomas. Mary, Rembert Thompson. Lucy, Perdue Hill ToRBERT. Audrey. Society Hill Trimble. Susie. Cullman Turner. Essie. Florala Vass, Dovie, Mobile Vines, Esther, McCalla Weaver, Beatrice, West Blocton Whiteside, Esther. Ohatchee Young. Louise. Sulligent Excerpts from a Junior ' s Diary September 10, 1910 — In Monte allo at Last! Homesick? Well, I reckon so. I ' ve been for three days in the azure depths of despondency (as I heard a Senior call the blues). But what ' s the use? I got happy this afternoon (Frances said I was dressed up and drunk) and I ' m going to try to stay so — happy, I mean. The thing that bothers my peace of mind is the dignified air of those Seniors. They go about here with their heads at a very dangerous angle, and their noses turned up high enough to root the sky. One of them sent me down the fire escape this morning, and I thought my head was punctured, but I made out like it didn ' t hurt. But that ' s not the worst. Minnie Lee (a Senior) asked me to empty her waste basket, and as I thought a Senior ' s wastebasket might not be dangerous, I meekly took it and started down the steps. Well, I got down quicker than I thought I would (like Humpty Dumpty), and by the time I hit the floor that old basket didn ' t even have a bottom in it. When I ventured to raise my trembling head, there stood the owner of that trash-basket blessing me out, and calling me Psychology names, because I fell down. You bet I meandered up those steps " a sadder and a wiser man. " April 1, 1911. — All Fools ' Day. Seniors tried to make us think to-day was Freshmen ' s day, but between me and you, it was Seniors ' day. They thought they would be smart and play some pranks on " the innocents, " as they call us. They told us to dress up like " little niggers " — said every- body was going to do it. Bein ' as the Bible says be accommodating, I proceeded to bedike myself like a nigger — blacked my face and hands, too. Well, they did me up ' till I thought I was going to be an April Fool martyr. I said to myself " Vengeance is mine, " but I thought of the little story mother told me about " Grin and endure it; it ' s the makin ' of the pups, " so I grinned. Anyway, I left some black finger prints on their white dresses, and I can just see ' em forking over some " 10 cents extras " to Mr. Mahaffey. May 4, 1911. I ' m happy as a doodang to-day. I speck it ' s because all the Freshmen had such good lessons. My, but our class is a dandelion! Everybody says we are going to be a star class. Just wait, we ' ll pull those Seniors off their perch some day. We had some excitement down at the practice rooms last night. A little apricot of a prep screamed that she saw somebody at her window. I craned my head out, and laughed at her, when, lo and behold, my stool fell over! Then I yelled. About four others followed suit, and away v ' e went in a bee-line for the dormitory whooping like Indians on the war path. We didn ' t stop ' till we got to the Assembly Hall, when Annie Euart, who was ahead, stumped her toe, and we all " leaped frog " right over her. For that we got sat on and sent back to practice. September 14, 1911. A real, live, breathing Sophomore — got it on my schedule. I ' ve been back tvk-o clays, and am so happy I couldn ' t even eat my brown pudding to-night. Seems so nice to know that I ' m so rapidly moving along the road of learning. I ' ll soon know enough to teach school. I can ' t help passing those Freshmen with a " Never-mind-little-chicken- you ' ll-grow " air. February 27, 1912. We played the Freshman team a game this afternoon, and it was a case of the lion and the unicorn fighting for the crown. I nearly knocked my thumb off the hinges, but we won. Exams are most here, and I have a little trembling in the knees when I think about it, especially English. We are floundering around in a sea of Grammar, Rhetoric, and Woolley, and here ' s hoping we won ' t sink. I ' d hate to have a grave like that. Grady had a nightmare last night, and somebody said it was about the " Ancient Mariner. " It ' s bad enough to think about him in broad daylight. Oh, will I ever be a Junior! May 19, 1912. Quite a sad thing happened to Frances to-night. She wanted some sugar to make tea during study hall, so at the dinner table she proceeded to empty the contents of the sugar bowl into her napkin. When she got in the Assembly Hall, Miss Brooke called her to ask her something. As the fioor trembling culprit was bravely trying to talk, she looked down and saw a little pile of sugar on the floor by her. Without a word ' s warning, she faced about, and lit out, leaving an amazed Miss Brooke, and a little mound of sugar, side by side, in the Assembly Hall. What a silly thing for a Soph! Three more days! The Sophomore mountains almost scaled, and the Junior one in sight! October 10, 1912. Well, it ' s not so big to be a Junior, after all. In fact, I feel " powerful " insignifi- cant sometimes. I ' ve long since ceased to pinch myself to find if I am a real Junior — I know it now. I used to think I would know all there was to know when I became a Junior, but such things as Physics have taught me that I ' ve only been peeping into the field of knowledge through a crack m the fence. That Physics! I can ' t sleep without being haunted by Newton ' s laws of motion. Dr. Palmer has just taken our math class, and we nearly die laughing at his poly-gons and bird nests. English isn ' t quite so bad, especially Chaucer. That is, when we compare Chaucer ' s characters with us A. G. T. I. ' s (including the faculty). I think I am just about to learn to " be specific " and to " suspense. " I tried " creating suspense " in the letter line last week, and a box of Nunnally ' s resulted. November 28 — Thanksgiving! Exams over! First term Junior exams at that. What a sigh of rehef (or you might say a puff of steam) I can give now. But the game capped the chmax, with the Juniors victorious. Hippity-hop! Hippity-hop! Where are the Juniors? On the top. Hippity-whoop! Hippity-whoop! Where are the Seniors? In the soup! SOUP, Soup! It certainly was a splendid game. I thought once or twice that some of the girls were going to be stretched " beyond the limits of perfect elasticity, " but I think they all shrunk back unless it was Daisy Dale. Oh, our team is invincible and our class cast-iron. The dinner was a very important part of the day ' s program, too. Thanksgiving dinners of A. G. T. I. Here ' s to your turkey and pumpkin pie! We sat at the table till half-past late And the more we saw The more we ate. Some of the snow was still on the ground to-day, and our portly snow man looked just as much like Dr. Palmer as he did yesterday. Monday, March 10, 1913. We " tuk and lit " for town to-day in " high glee. " We felt like " escaped convicts, " as it is the first Monday since those awful exams. We invested in everything we could find, from a paper of pins to a bottle of cherries. We couldn ' t bear to look at those cherries all the way back, so as soon as we got out of town, all five of us prized off the top. As a twenty-five cent bottle of cherries is rather small for five, a scrap ensued. As a result, I got pink juice on my blessed uniform coat, and a cherry in my eye. Thanks to Mabel. My! but I ' ve heard from a few exams and found that my grades are daintily step- ping down the alphabet. Woe is me! But I ' ll do better next term; those exams were too hard. We haven ' t long until final exams and commencement. Oh, Seniordom, do I see thy shining pinnacles in the far distance? Here ' s hoping. How our class will move when it does get there! We will show A. G. T. I. a real moving-picture show. When the fame of the Seniors of ' 1 4 shall spread. And shine with a light like the stars overhead. The people will come a-peeping to see In what wonderful class these girls used to be ; " Why, the Juniors of ' 13, of course, " will say we. Margaret Cater ' ' . Sophomore Yearning Long, steep, and rough Is the road I tread; Behind and before me it stretches far, I faintly see in the distance ahead The goal that has been my guiding star. As I advance, it seems to recede; No nearer am I than I was before. Shall I ever reach it? or must I be Foi ever and ever a Sophomore ? Beatrice Kumsler Soph omore CI ass Colors; White and Cold Flower: Marechal Nict Rose MoTTO: " Beyond the Alps lies Italy " OFFICERS Ella Watson Allen President Catherine Meriwether .... Vice-President Turner Alexaneer ... , Secretary and Treasurer Lois Baker Poet Ethel Wheeler . . ... Historian Louise Withers Artist Marie Dcrsey Musician Myrtle Reynolds Critic MEMBERS Acker, Ruth, Lincoln Adams, Pearl, Florala Alexander, Turner, West Blocton Allen, Annie Laurie, Sweet Water Allen, Bertie Mae, Alpine Allen, Ella Watson, Daylon Allen, Lillian, LaFayetie Allen, Lovie Mae, Montgomery Andress, Laura, Beatrice Andrews, Bess, LaFayette Avera, Gladys, Mobile Baker, Lois, Goodwaier Barnes, Stella, Plantersville Berry, Maggie, Fayette BlaNTON, Elsa, Haleyville BoTSFORD, Elaine, Opelika Bottoms, Almira, Logan BoYLEs, Christine, Jackson Brasfield, Conway, Forkland BuRGiN, Irene, Monlevallo Burton, Lizzie, Greensboro Butler, Maggie, Childersburg Carter. Annie Lucie, Ansley Cater, Mary Maude, Pineville Caton, Maggie Lee. River Falls Clapp, Alice, Selma Clay. Leone, Selma Collins, Effie, Warrior Cook, Jean, Nauvoo Copeland, JOHNSIE, Hunlsville CORLEY, ViDA, Rickford CowART, Cora, Nauvoo Cunningham, Louise, Marion Junction Daffin, John D., Grove Hill Davis, Birdie. La Pine Davis, Fannie, Calera Dean, Ruth, Monlevallo Dees, May Bell, Repion De Shazo, Kathleen, Monlevallo DoRSEY, Marie, Birmingham Dowling, Gramo, Ozark Duncan, Lucile, Fleia Eddins, Carrie, Jones Mill Eddins, Edna, Tuscaloosa Elliott, Lilla, Monlevallo English, Alice, Eliska EsTES, Florence, Dealsville Fail, Bessie Mae, Honoraville Fain. Gertrude, Weatherford, Texas Faust, Kathryn, Jasper Ferguson, Kathleen, Birmingham Fort, Annis, Tuskegee Frierly, Mary, Brookwood Fuller, Gladys, Cullman Fulton, Effie Mae, Saginaw Galloway, Lonie. Selma Gates, Stella, Long Beach, Miss. Gentry, Mary Emma, Tuskegee Gentry, Edna, Lawley GlLLELAND, CATHERINE, Greensboro Gleen, Salome, Forest Home GosA, Annie Estelle, Knoxville Graham, Bess, Fayeite Greene, Mariana, West Blocton Griffin, Fannie Lou, Duke Gunn, Julia, Calera Hamilton, Ruth, Knoxvllle Hamner, Mary Guy, Speigner Harrison, Mabel, Ashford Hatter, Undine, Wait Hawk, Nettie, Nicholsville Hayes, Leora, West Blocion Hilton, Annie Lou, Heflin Hughes, Era, Owen ' s Cross Roads HoWTON, LlLLIE Mae, Cohort Howton, Necie, Cohort Jones, Ethel, Andalusia Jordan, Myrtle, Elmore Jordan, Vera, Woodland, Ga. Kennedy, Lilly, Damon King, Irma, Selma Kinney, Gladys, Montgomery KiRBY. Addie, Collum Krentzman, Annie, West Blocion Lambert, May Bell, Manistee Latham, Louise, Monievallo Leatherwwood, Mattie Quin, Braggs LiNDSEY, Nina, Headland Mason, Ella, Alexander City Mason, Genie, Alexander City Mayberry, Exer, Waverly Meriwether, Katherine, Demopolis MiNDEL, Bessie, Selma MoNCRIEF, FloriTA, Butler Springs Monk, Vivian, Cherokee MoNTZ, SuDIE, Morgan Springs Moore, Gladys Marie, Harrell Morgan, Mae, Maplesville Murray, Annie, Adamsville McLendon, Mildred, Dadeville NoRRis, Beatrice, Tysonville NoTESTlNE, Margaret, Montevalb Parker, Bernice, Billingsley Parker, Inez, Wedowee Parnell, Willie Mae, Riderville Patton, Estelle, Helena Payne, Boyd, Saginaw Payne, Gussie, East Lake Penick, EulaLIE, Three Notch Petree, Lottie, Belgreen Poole, Lucile, Mussel Prestwood, Nannie Lee, Andalusia Reed, Mary Lou, Tombigbee Reynolds, Myrtle, Jemison Rhodes, Amy Elizabeth, Oxford Rhodes, Mattilea, Birmingham RoBBiNS, Beatrice, Birmingham Rothenberc, Esther, Greensboro Rowan, Jennie, Benton Scales, Imogene, Wilton Scarborough, Ora Bell, Mi. Willing Schleihauf, Rose, Carrollon Seay, Bessie Mae, Valegrande Sewell, MarchIE, Graham Shaver, Mary Lou, Gaidcn Cily ShealEY, Erin, Waverley Shepfard, Irene, Honoraville Shivers, Marion, Monievallo SiNiARD, Zell Hermis, Collinsville Skinner, Euralie, Troy Smith, Helen, Columbia Snellcrove, Blondell, Enterprise SpiVEY, Mary Ellen, Owen ' s Cross Roads Stallworth, Mary, Repton Steen, Mary Esther, Pine Apple SuLZBY, Julia, Knoxville Taylor, Martha, Richburg Thomas, Alice. Montgomery Thomas, Genie, Jemison Thompson, Mary, Alpine Turner, Gladys, Tuscumbia Walker, Erin, Selma Warner, Charlotte, Forlson, Ga. West, Elaine, Rome, Ga. Wheeler, Ethel, Birmingham Williams, Bernadine, Welumpka Williams, Willie Belle, Montgomery Wilson, Georgia, Irondale Withers, Louise, Greensboro Wood, Mittie Lee, Tallassee Sophomore Chat HE Seniors are distinguished by their dignity; the Juniors are known by their patronizing manner; the Freshmen are recognized by their blushes before Juniors ; We are known, recognized, and distinguished by being Sophomores. The Juniors seem to think that they are above us. They go to town three Mondays in the month while we go only two. Ah, beloved! if they only knew what we know! Yes, we asked for three Mondays per month, but the faculty looked so down- cast that we did not insist on the privilege. We all know what happens on those Mon- days. Then we sit at perfect ease, with the Advisory Board, giving the Faculty Council advice. It is due to our advice, of course, that hereafter girls will return on time after Christmas; that girls are allowed to go home without excuse this spring; that they will return on time. While we are spending our time with our authorities, who are also our good friends, the Freshmen are out playing. By playing, we mean that they are spending their time to no advantage. Of course, we have had our day at that also. We have slid down the fire escape. We have bent our backs many a long hour, picking violets for sister classmen, each time feeling repaid by their smiles. But we have long since put away childish things. Our sisters, the Seniors, are now our companions, our chums. With them we walk arm in arm, talking of things worth while. We are a proud class, but we have something to be proud of. Look at our presi- dent; for she is, indeed, worthy of our praise. She takes a stand for what is right in everything. Her spirit is only an example of every Sophomore in school. Behold our class meetings, which we all attend and enjoy. The Freshmen — , but we shall excuse them. They are young and inexperienced. And as for standing in school, our averages are among the highest. In history, for instance, at the close of the second term, we stood in average next to the Seniors. In athletics we have had a great victory. How pleasant it is for us to think of the twenty- second of February, when our basket-ball team wiped the Freshmen off the ground. Poor little Freshmen! We are sorry for them, they have a great deal to learn yet. Our sister class team was beaten. Although that hurt us deep down in our Sophomore hearts, our victory is big enough for both. Kemo Ki ! my dear old I! Mehe! Meho! Mehi! Bum sticker! mum sticker! Zic Zac ! Zic Zac ! Tommy won ' t you wic wac ! Tommy won ' t you kemo ki ! Sophomores ! Sophomores ! Ruth Wilks Clippings from the Sophomore Cookmg Exammations Starch stiffens bones. To avoid tannin in tea, use tea that has not been tanned. Frying is cooking with lots of noise. A cookery is a place to keep utensils and learn how to cook. Baking is preserving food for eating purposes. Tea illustrates water as a cleansing agent. Always core dried fruit before cooking. The rule lor cooking carbohydrates: Have a hot fire, but do not get the food too hot. Cook fats quick by melting for a long time. Outhne for Water {Pump Faucet Liquid Dry ) To settle germs ( To soak things up ( Anything not pure in ( water is impure Water aXfz aip or leamvug to er itpjs Ti)t Irejsljmaiv si ljs and slotultj slriis " E e ;$ea o i ast t e cup so j nail ' wi ovo caaslje euer diauk It all tv xxx cup oriearrtirtQ atl erlitiii; Freshman Class Colors: A ' avlj Blue anJ While Flower: Carnalio Motto: Wot}( together OFFICERS C. Maurine Middleton President Myrtle MoseleY Vice-President Bernice Jackson Secretary Dorothy Meadcr Treasurer Margaret Patterson Historian Ruth Wilks Poet Pearl Sadler Artist Mary Van de Vocrt Musician Callie Poole Critic MEMBERS Acker, Fannie Ida, Ohaichie Adams, Ruth, Monigomery Alexander, Frances, Montevallo Allen, Lena, Alpine Andress, Barbara, Beatrice Arnett, Mertie Julia. Coden Arnold, Allie Mae. Montevallo Atkins, Beatrice, Monterey Atkins, Ollie, Monterey Bacgett, Margie, East Lake Baker, Emmie, Kymulga Barnes, Bessie, Fearn Springs Barnett, Onie Mae, Stout ' s Mountain Berry, Ruth, Fayetle Boyles, Elizabeth, Jackson BoYLES, Hattie, Jackson Bryant, Vida. Hollywood BuFORD. Bertha, Pelerman Byars, Katie, Blount Springs Campbell, Marie, Montevallo Cherry, Margaret, Billingsley Christopher, Esther Mildred, Sycamore Clarke, Harriett, Coden Coleman, Ellie, Maplesville Cook, Elizabeth, Nauvoo Cook, Nora, Montgomery Cosby, Vera, Dadeville Cosper, Willie, Sterrett Cox, Alice, Randolph Crawford, Angelle, Allenville Crews, Bonnie, Anniston Cross, Bessie, Montevallo Cross, Elizabeth, Cherokee Crump, Vernon, Samaniha Davis, Novella, Carnsey-Savage Creek Davis, Romilda Thelma, Fori Davis Dean, Nancy, Flat Creek, Tenn. DE Freese, Vera, Piedmont Dobbins, Zoe, Marion Duncan, Kathleen, Gadsden DuNLAP. Sadie. Greensboro Earnest, Vada, Cordova EsTES, Effie Pearl, Tallassee Evans, Etha May, Aldnch FiNDLEY, Margaret, .Allenville FoRDYCE, GeralDINE, .Anniston Fulton, Olivia, Saginaw Gaines, Kathleen, Montgomery Garner, Jessie Lee, McCalla Garvey, Mabel, Birmingham GoDBOLD, Bettie Lou, Coy Gray, Dora Bell, Keener Harmon, Robbie Lee, Troy Harton, Naomi, Fayette Haynes, Kate, Tyler Head, Carrie, Wilton Head, Clyde, Omega Hess, Rebecca, Hollywood Hicks, Inez, Lawley HlCHTOWER, Marie, Brundidge Hill, Jessie Mae, Rock Mills HiNTON, Jeffie Pearl, Troy HoLLEY, Bessie, Lowndesboro Hooker, Emma, Montevallo Horn, Euville, Montevallo Jackson, Bernice, Evergreen Jackson, Berta, Wadsworth Knight, Emma, Selma Knox, Mary, Andalusia Koch, Josephine, Demopolis KuFFNER, Theo, Montevallo Latimer, Edwin, Demopolis Leonard, Emily Ruby, Bessemer Levy, Margaret, Demopolis Liston, Margaret, Montevallo Livingston, Sammie, Columbus, Ga. Long, Donie Mae, Repion Long, Julia, Gordonsville Lyman, Grace, Montevallo Mahan, Kate, Randolph Meador, Dorothy, Myrtlewood Middleton, Maurine, Birmingham Morgan, Louise, Montevallo Morris, Bessie, Sulligent Moody, Ida Lee, Montevallo MosELY, Myrtle, Selma McBride, Isabella, Selma McCoRD, Bernice, Pinson McGaughy, Agnes, Montevallo McKlBBON, Elna, Monlevallo McMuLLiN, Annie Mary, Orrville Nabors, Bessie, Montevallo Northern, Annie Joe, Monlevallo O ' Daniel, Annie, Tallassee Patterson, Margaret, Tallassee Pelham, Kate, Andalusia Peterson, Overton, Montevallo Phillips, Bessie, Ohatchie Phillips, Ethel, Birmingham Poole, Callie, Butler Springs Pruitt, Cora, Weogufka PucKETT, Mary, Springville Reed, Ruby, Tombigbee Reynolds, Myrtle, Jemison Rhodes, Lou Ella, Selma Rozelle, Eloise, Goodwater Sadler, Pearl, LaFayette Scruggs, Margaret, West Bend Sewell, Annie Lois, Graham Shaver, Minnie, Garden City Shook, Anna Belle. Hollywood Solomon, Ellie, Montgomery Spivey, Bertie, Owen ' s Cross Roads Spraul, Ruth, Pmson Stabler, Mabel, Suggsville Stallworth. Myrtle, Pineville Starling, Camilla, Troy Steed, Pauline, Ashland Stroud, Mattie Lee, Marion Sturkie, Hazel, Gadsden Sturdivant, Eugenia, River Falls Tarwater, Beatrice, Alabama Ciiy Tatom, Clarice, Brooklyn TatOM, Lois, Brooklyn Taylor, Annie, Richburg Thomas, Inez, Montevallo Thomas, Lottie Mae, Salem Thomas, Mary Frances, Monlevallo Thompson, Jessie, Wilton Tipton, Maude, Bessemer TooLES, Ella, Evergreen Vardaman, Ola Mae, Forison Vaughan, Ella Dee, Noland Van DE Vocrt, Mary, Tuscaloosa Watson, Agnes, Riverside West, Catherine, Rome, Ga. West, Mamie Estelle, Adamsville White, Addie Belle. Montevallo White. Dorothy, Salem WiLKS, Ruth, Andalusia Wilks, Winnie Davis, Andalusia Williams, Robbie Lynn, Hollins Wright, Belma, Corona Woods, Mamie. Sulligent Freshman R resnman Keminiscences Lonesome Sunday At Home. My Dearest Judith: How many nice things have happ ened between us, since we saw each other last! Really, Judith, I thought that nothing nice could ever happen after I left the dear old A. G. T. I. Didn ' t we hate to leave? My! it was a different feeling from what I had at first. Do you remember the opinion I expressed that first night at dinner? Oh, I don ' t see how I could have said anything so wicked against the place I so soon learned to love. I remember plainly my first impression of you. You were bright and witty and seemed so much at home, and I, so much out in the cold. You asked my name, and my poor head was so chocked full of names that I didn ' t even know my own. Your name was so different from the rest and so trustful sounding that I clung to you for dear life. Just think how you laughed when Miss Poynor asked me if I liked to study and I said " No, " and she put me in the Freshman Class. Well, I have forgiven you since, for I was in the same class with you. We had to work hard in English, didn ' t we? Specially when Miss Simmons fussed and threatened to send us to the Preparatory Class. But Miss Simmons was sweet. Do you remember the day she read us a story and we cried ? Oh, Judith, don ' t ever forget Miss Brooke. You know when she looked at me real hard, well, I started to " fessing up " before I had done anything. She always looked at my soul and saw every bad thing I had ever done. I fairly hold my sides every time I think of something that happened after you left. One night after Mr. Osborne had winked his eyes at us, I went down to the bath-room to get some water, and on my way I came into sudden contact with the lovely Miss Powers. I fell and drenched myself with water; that accounts for the hall ' s having had a bath. Compared with that dive, snow-balling Mr. Fowler wasn ' t anything. Yes, Judith, I laugh, too, about the joke they played on Ellie Solomon, poor child! I don ' t guess the hour spent in prayer was much worse than onions for breakfast, the trick they played on me. It was a joke on Mrs. Phillips about that box of mine. Wasn ' t it the first box I got that Mrs. Phillips asked about, and came up later to in- spect, only to find two boxes of crackers left? I wonder how Mr. Fowler is. You know he used to think we were hopeless at first. But we improved, didn ' t we? Before the election he drilled us so much that I am sure, even now, if I were ever to be President, I would know exactly how and what to do. I was looking over my diary last night; was reading about those " Classy " class meetings — so many funny and good old times that now I would be willing to hear again that piece Alice Clapp was always playing, " Oh! Mr. Dream Man, please let me dream some more. But I must wake from all this, or you will be asleep, not even dreaming. I really meant to tell you about these good times at home. Look for that next time, from Your loving " Pug Nose " Maude Tipton ' ' . A Page from a Freshman Note Book In June, 1516, Ponce de Columbus discovered America. He had a awful hard time getting up men and ammunishun. Everybody thought he was crazy. At last he repealed to Queen Elizabeth and she pledged her jewelry to excavate compasses and steamboats. They set sail in very ferocious weather and had to relish many difficulties, and all like that. The sailors became frightened and expelled Columbus to return back home. They expected to reach the jumping off place where they would be anticipated by dragons and all like that. But Columbus was a man with anthropid determination and enflexible animosity. He was not easily extinguished, but commanded his capacious cavalry to sail on. The enfranchised men grew perpetual, and threatened to distill Columbus overboard into the dead sea. But that carnivorous squadron would not allow himself to become cremated by their biological threats. But he stood up in their little boat, the May Flower, and cried out, " Don ' t give up the ship! " The little company landed on the coast of Plymouth Rock, December 21, 1620. Columbus died soon after, and Captain John Smith took his place as governor of the Colony. In order to evaporate the memory of Columbus they erected the famous Bunker Hill monument, and General Lafayette made a speech, and Charlemagne dictated a famous oration in which he said with great evolution, " Give me liberty or give me death! " Celia McMillan ' . Limericks A wise Iiltle suffragette maid, In Parisian garments arrayed, Said: " Isn ' t it fine? To-morrow at nine. I ' ll vote for a tariff on trade ! ' There ' s a frolicsome maiden named " Pug, ' Her nickname she got from her mug. Her cheeks are a fright. Her lips are a sight. But yet she ' s as cute as a jug. One evening a girl, for a show. In the parlor received her best beau. At the very first sight. She exclaimed: " What delight! Please never remark. ' 1 mui ' go. ' " A Typical Letter from an A. G. T. I. Girl to Her Mother Dear Mother, I must send a few Short hnes to tell you 1 fee! blue. I do not like this place al all, I do not like my room or hall; I wish I were at home. No matter if there ' s rain or snow. To church on Sunday we must go ; Give heed to sermons dull and long; And know our lesson, right or wrong. Mother, let me come home. We girls are not allowed to call On neighbors during study hall. If we are found in a friends room, To sit in chapel is our doom. Oh. I want to come home! The matron takes away my breath. And sometimes scares me half to death; And all the teachers fuss at me And scold till I can hardly see. Yo 5 let me come ho We do not get enough to eat. To us a box from home ' s a treat, I ' ve gained ten pounds since I ve been here The scales are wrong! Ill starve, I fear! Please do let me come home. Good gracious! There ' s the chapel bell! I guess rii have to stop. Ill tell You more when I have time to spare ; ' our loving little daughter. CtAiR. P. S.— Mother, may I come home? Beatrice Kuntsler . Preparatory Class Colors: Cri mson ant, While Flower: Carnation Motto: Strive for the best OFFICERS Margaret Bowdon President Cecil Brown Vice-President Annie Mae Vest Secretarv Carrie Randall Treasurer Ada Griffin Historian Sarah Davis Poet Mattie McGehee ' Artist Jessie Burgin Critic Annie Byars Musician MEMBERS BVARS, Annie, Blount Springs Bowdon, Bessie, Morris BowDON, Margaret, Selfville Brown, Cecil, Monievallo Brown, Lillian, Monievallo Burgin, Jessie, Monievallo Coghlan, Isabella, Tensaw Comer, Asa, Monievallo Davis, Sarah, Vincent Eddins, Ethel Mae, Peierman Gaines, Estelle, Montgomery Griffin, Ada, Berry Killebrew, Emma Lois, Oxford King, Marie, Selma Matthews, Ruby, Hollywood Mahan, Ada, Randolph McGehee, Mattie, Troy McMiLLiAN, Essie, Monievallo MiMs, Etta, Repion NiCRERSON, JeFFIE, Slluria Pratt, Nellie, Randolph Randall, Carrie, Monievallo ScOTT, Leona, Monievallo Sheppard, Marie, Honoraville Tate, Leona, Maxwell Trotter, Marguerite, Shady Grove Vest, Annie Mae, Wilton Wood, Jessie, Tallassee Yessick, Bessie, Monievallo The First Theme I made my first experiment on one summer day, cookmg dmner. All of the family was gone to work. I decided to try to cook something for them. First I made a fire in the stove and fried some meat, and didn ' t think to wash it. When I got it done it was so salty it couldn ' t be eat. Next I made a blackberry pie, and didn ' t put any sugar or flavoring in it. About eleven o ' clock I made some biscuits. When I took them out of the stove they were burnt and flat as a board, and some was small and some was just burnt crust sticking to the pan. V Unclassified Class Motto: " Nol al Ihe top, bul climbing " Flower: Kitlarne Rose Colors; Pinl and Creen OFFICERS EsTELLE Parker Presidcnl Alma Payne ' Vice-Presidenl Maggie Mae Overall Secretary Mary Redus Treasurer Cora Fannie Allen Historian Bessie Hughes Critic MEMBERS Allen, Cora, Montgomery Cherry, Bie, Vida Cosby, Dora, Dadeville Haynie, Zada, Claud Hughes, Bessie, Owen ' s Cross Roads Overall, Maggie Mae, Cox ' s Creek, Ky. Parker, Estelle, Cenierville Payne, Alma, McVay Redus, Mary, New Decalur Thackerson, Nell, Seddon ' Wiley, Daisy, Prativille Yarbrough, Bettie Mae, Tuskegee t ' Post-Graduates College Class Organization AHif J C CAlix V Ruby Alverson Coal City, Alabama President of Class Vice-President Philomathic Club, 191 1-12 Chairman Picture Committee Tech- NALA, 1912-13 Story Teller ' s League, 1910-13 BlANCA COCCIOLA JDirmingham, Alabama Class Historian Secretary Tutwiler Club, 1909-10 Captain Basket-ball Team Elizabeth Tipton Bessemer, Alabama Vice-President of Class Mildred Meroney Montevallo, Alabama Secretary and Treasurer of Class Tutwiler Emma Hart Willard Ruth Carlisle Union Springs, Alabama Class Musician Schumann Society, 1911-12 Tutwiler Club, 1911-12 Rae Hill Sylacauga, Alabama Class Poet Secretary Schumann Society, 1912-13 Tutwiler Contradictions A Drama in Three Acts By the College Class List of Characters Ruby Alverson, later Mrs. William Deane Ruth Carlisle, later Mrs. Jack Robbins Mildred Meroney, later Mrs. Edward Grady Rae Hill, later Mrs. Charles Hobson Bianca Cocciola Elizabeth Tipton Dr. William Deane Mr. Jack Robbins Mr. Charles Hobson Reginald Hobson, Rae ' s step-son, eleven years old. Claire Hobson, Rae ' s step-daughter, nine years old Mamie Grady, Mildred ' s daughter, about fifteen years old Mary Grady, Mildred ' s daughter, about seventeen years old Ruth Hill Deane, Ruby ' s daughter, about seventeen years old James Robbins, Ruth ' s son, about eighteen years old Servants ACT I. Scene I. Dr. Palmer ' s office. (Elizabeth, Mildred, and Ruby reading. All waiting to consult Dr. Palmer. Ruth in i nner office with Dr. Palmer.) Elizabeth — Well, I ' d like to know how much longer Dr. Palmer will keep Ruth. I want to see him and go on to work. I have to outline Cyrano de Bergerac, read " The Iceland Fisherman " (only three hours ' readmg, of course), browse among the essays every spare minute, and work twenty examples in commercial arithmetic before ten o ' clock this evening. I hate to waste all this precious time! Ruby — Poor Elizabeth! Never mind, some day you ' ll have a patent study room following you. Mildred (reading from the paper) — " On last Monday evening, the faculty of the A. G. T. I. gave a reception to the population of Montevallo. The parlors and recep- tion hall were beautifully decorated with chicken wire draped with Chinese lanterns and festooned with eglantine. " To the strains of Alec ' s Ragtime Band, the hostesses, hosts, and guests drank and ate. " Ruby (looking over Mildred ' s shoulder) — Oh, " Tariff Revision " — that ' s what interests me. Mildred (turning page) — More Montevallo notes. " Two Seniors of the A. G. T. I. married during this session. " (Throwing paper down vehemently). That makes me tired! What possessed those girls to marry? Can ' t they see that they are giving up their freedom for life, their pleasures, their chances of being something? They are blind as babies. Elizabeth (reading aloud) — " Farewell happy fields. Where joy forever dwells! Hail, horrors! hail. Infernal world! and thou, profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor! one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven. " Ruby (disgusted) — Oh, Elizabeth, let that alone. Do rest your brain for a few minutes at least! (Ruth comes from the office. Mildred enters. At the same time Rae and Bianca burst in at the outer door.) Rae — My lands! I wonder what Dr. Palmer wants. I bet anything he wants me to take that old sewing and cooking, and I don ' t intend to do it. Ruby — Rae, you are always talking about marrying. Those are the very things for j)ou. Rae — Don ' t you believe it. I ' ll marry a man, not a cook stove and a machine. Bianca (taking a slip of paper from the floor) — What have we here? (reads) " List of Petitioners about meningitis, Bianca Cocciola, Fanny Acker, Mary Drake, Carrie Pruitt, Frances Merkl. " I wish I ' d never heard the word meningitis! (Falling on her knees before the office door and extending her hands clasped.) Please sir. Dr. Palmer, turn me loose. (Door opens suddenly, and Dr. Palmer and Mildred appear.) Dr. Palmer (laughing at Bianca ' s confusion) — A last prayer. Miss Bianca? (Looking at his watch.) oung ladies, the bell is ringing. Suppose you come at four. (Exeunt.) Scene II. The next day at four o ' clock, in Ruth ' s room. Ruth (at table, with chin in hands) — Perhaps it ' s just as well that Dr. Palmer didn ' t let me go home. If I ' d marry Jack, mother and father would be very unhappy. Anyway, sometimes I think I ' d much rather finish my education and then marry. But, poor boy, I ' m sorry for him (taking a note from her bosom and reading lovingly. While she reads, a girl in next room is practicing on the violin, " Oh, Come to Me. " ) (Mildred, Ruby, Rae, and Bianca come in with books.) Rae — Ruth, you should have been in Sociology this period — the finest lesson we ' ve had this year — marriage and divorce, the subject! Ruth (eagerly) — What did Miss Brooke say about marriage? Ruby — You had better ask Rae and Bianca what they said. Rae — Oh, I said a man ought to be asphyxiated if he is bent upon marrymg and isn ' t able to support a wife decently. Bianca — Oh, I said a man ought to be killed if he isn ' t good-lookmg. Ruby — But that wasn ' t all they said. But what do you suppose Mildred said? She declared she didn ' t see any use in people ' s marrying, anyway. Ruth — Shake hands, Mildred. At least, they ought to have some sense before they marry. Mildred — Now you ' ve told on me, speak for yourself. Miss Ruby. Ruby — I proposed that the government take charge of this matter of match-mak- ing. Seriously, I think there ought to be a teacher of match-making in every school of the United States, and every love affair ought to be passed upon by a board made up of all these teachers. (All speaking at once.) RuTH — Well, I wouldn ' t want any teacher meddling in my love affairs. BlANCA — Where ' s the romance in that sort of thing? Rae — I don ' t need a teacher for that. Ruby — Well, we ' ll fight this out later. But let me look after the bachelor maids. (Putting arms about Mildred and Ruth.) Girls, please marry! You know you ' ll never have any sense and that ' s the only way to redeem yourselves. (Meantime, Rae and Bianca have been singing and patting.) (Elizabeth, with arms full of books, enters and gives Ruth a letter.) Ruby — Oh, come here, Elizabeth, ijou ' re the one to help me persuade these girls to marry. Elizabeth — Marriage! Stuff! You ' d better come for recreation. (Hurries out.) (Upon hearing the bell, all except Ruth leave, singing " Recreate, oh Recreate. " ) Ruth (reading) — " Beloved, I have everything in readiness, even the license, and I am praying for these few hours to pass quickly . . . Until I see you Oh, I can ' t disappoint Jack. (Laughs) But oh, the joke of it! Ruby will think her •dose has had spontaneous effect. And what will Rae, and Bianca, and Mildred, and Elizabeth, and Miss Brooke, and Dr. Palmer, and Miss Crumpton, and Miss Stallworth, and Miss Vickers, say? Well, I don ' t care what they say, they will all have to call me Madame. Here goes for packing to catch the five-fifteen on the sly. (While singing ' Dear Heart, I Love You, " pulls out suit case and begins collecting articles.) CURTAIN Scene III. (Evening of the same day. Ruth ' s room. Ruby enters, and noticing the disordered condition of things, suspects something. She suddenly discovers a note from Ruth.) Ruby (reading) — " Girls, I ' ve done it! When you read this. Jack and I shall be very nearly married if not quite. Ruby, this is some of your work. How do you like the idea of calling me ' Mrs. Jack Robbins ' from now on? Children, I ' m too ex- cited and happy to write any more. I just can ' t wait for the time to come for you to come to see me, as — Mrs. Jack Robbins. " (Ruby dropping into a chair.) Ruth Carlisle! oh, excuse me, Mrs. Jack Robbins. What have I brought Ruth to? I might have known that she didn ' t have high enough ideals to stand such advice. Mercy! I couldn ' t stand a marriage like that. What kind of an existence will she have, anyway? Why, she ' ll give orders in the morning to the servant, see that the meals are prepared, sew a little, and idle the remainder of the day, gossiping with the neighbors or gadding the streets. Not for me! Give me a work to do with my husband, something in which we are both interested, and for which we both struggle. But what am I saying? All women were not born to be Alice Freeman Palmers — (taking and holding up the ink- stand.) So, here ' s to the honorable Mrs. Jack Robbins — may she live long and prosper. (Just as she says the last, Elizabeth and Bianca enter.) BlANCA — Are you crazy. Ruby, or just flabbergasted? Ruby — Ruth is married! She is now Mrs. Jack Robbins. (Bianca bends double and Elizabeth stands dumb.) Bianca — Well, she did have some spunk, but she ' s lost her tun. Elizabeth — Fun? Better say her head! (Rae and Mildred enter.) (Bianca leaves.) Both (Rae and Mildred) — Great Jumping Jupiter! Ruby, tell us about it. Ruby — Oh, there ' s nothing to it except Ruth is now Mrs. Jack Robbins. (Bianca and a host of excited girls enter. They all laugh and talk at the top of their voices. ) CURTAIN ACT II. Scene I. (Five years later, at Rae ' s summer home near Asheville, North Carolina. Rae at her desk in a handsomely furnished sitting-room. Two children, Claire and Reginald, with nurse, playing with blocks on floor.) Rae (sealing a letter) — Surely this will delay her visit. Oh, if these aunts would just let step-mothers alone, how much more happiness would there be! (Looking at the clock.) Almost train time! (Presses a button and the servant appears.) Mary, mail this letter, and call the servants for a last word. Oh! the exasperation of that housekeeper ' s absence! Claire — Oh, mother! Reginald has been saying all day that he wants to claim ail the guests except Miss Elizabeth. Is that fair? Rae — Children! You here! What is the nursery for? Why, Janie, don ' t you realize that company is coming? Take them out at once and keep them until I call. (Nurse and children leave. Enter a manservant and two maids.) Mary — Mrs. Hobson, the others are engaged. May we take the orders? Rae — Yes. Tell John to have the automobiles ready at any time this afternoon for the guests. Mary, I understand the flowers ordered for the guest rooms have come. Tell Susan to place the carnations in the pink room; tell Jeanette to place the American beauties in the blue room; tell Ann to place the orchids in the lavender room; and say to all three that they should be in place for their guests in ten minutes. Hurry, Mary! (Mary departs.) Sophie, remember that you maids on first floor should never stop and talk in the house. Now, Jesse, remember all I told you this morning about having the guests met, and ha ing the courses served promptly. I think I hear them coming now. (Servants depart. Rae goes to the window and hurries out. Children steal in and go to the window.) Reginald — I thought we ' d see them come. Oh! I see Doctor. Claire — Where? Reginald — On his porch (leaning out of the window) Oh, Doctor, Doctor! (Pushing Claire out of the way) Get away, Smarty, )]ou might fall. Say, hello. Doctor. (Nurse enters.) Nurse — Why, how did you slip through my fingers? Reginald — Slip through your fingers? (Running and taking her hand.) Let me see if I can slip back through. Nurse (catching him by the collar) — I ' ll teach you how to slip back. Claire (crying angrily) — Don ' t you hurt my brother! Reginald (pulling loose and running to the other side of the room) — Goody! Goody! Catch me if you can. (A chase ensues between the nurse and the children.) CURTAIN Scene II. (Two hours later, m the same room. Bianca at the desk. Ruby viewing the pic- tures, Ruth turning the pages of a book, Mildred crocheting, Rae fondling Claire, Regi- nald on the floor near the desk playing with several candy boxes. All the girls hum- ming the Soldiers ' Chorus. Maid enters and gives Bianca a box of candy.) Reginald (looking slyly at his mother) — Miss Bianca, it ' s mighty nice to have these pretty boxes, but it ' s heap nicer to have some candy. Bianca (laughing and patting him on the shoulder) — Reginald, don ' t you know it spoils little boys to have too many good things in a day? Mildred — Why, Reginald, I never expect to let mli little boy have candy. Ruth — Girls, he ' s coming io-day! Just to think, last night I thought him in Germany, and to-day I find him almost here. This is my song to-night: (goes to piano and sings, with others joinmg m) " Sailing, saihng over the bounding main. For many a happy tear shall flow. When Jack comes home again. " (A maid enters and gives Bianca two special delivery letters.) Mildred — Oh, I hope Jack will come before I leave. Rae — Why, you ' ve just gotten here, child. Mildred — How can you expect me to leave my husband and baby longer than a day? As it was, Ed just did persuade me to come by promising not to use the auto- mobile during my absence, and not to let the nurse drop the baby, and not to let the cook neglect the chickens! (All laugh.) Bianca — And there ' s the lady who wasn ' t to marry ever! Ruby (while Ruth plays softly at the piano) — Here, children, come tell me about your queer doctor. Why is he so funny? Reginald — ' Cause he never notices anybody but us children and he don ' t have nobody to wait on him. Claire — He says he likes to live that way for just this summer. Reginald — I wish our mama and papa would live in a little house like his. Ruby — You like him? Why? Claire — ' Cause he showed me a picture of my stomach, and he told me what green apples would do for me. Reginald — And he cured my sore toe. Claire — Oh, he told me the nicest story about the butterfly and the robin-red-breast. Rae — Ruby, that ' s nothing but an old broken-down doctor who is taking the fresh- air treatment. They say he is a wonderful physician, but I haven ' t seen a sign of wonder about him. Ruby — I believe I ' d like him. I come from the world of so-called cranks anyway. (At this point, the nurse appears and leads out the reluctant children.) Mildred — I must say. Ruby, that you have not brought much dust with you. At first, we stood in awe of the A. M.-plus-PhD. -work-lady, but now we can say with the old negro, " Miss Ruby ' s sho ' got a lot of sense, but you ' d never think it. " Rae, Ruth and Bianca (together) — But Elizabeth! Rae — What can we do to change Elizabeth? (Maid enters and gives Bianca three telegrams.) Others (together) — Such popularity! Bianca — I am disgusted with the whole thing! Telegrams, special deliveries, and candy, and flowers. I am just sick of them! Rae, please have these letters mailed. Rae — Certainly, Bianca, — What a beautiful bracelet! Bianca — Now you ' ve touched the spot. Ruth (who has come to see the bracelet. Aside) — Ah, how hke my bracelet from my husband! BlANCA — Yes, I met him recently on the steamer. By the way, he lives in these parts! Do you know a Mr. Jack Robinson? Ruth (aside) — Mr. Jack Robinson? Thank heavens it ' s not Mr. Jack Robbins. (Elizabeth enters, dressed as a typical school ma ' am.) Elizabeth — I have been reading Calkin ' s Psychology. It ' s the only decent book you have, Rae, and you had that in the A. G. T. I. Rae (laughing) — Decent? Don ' t you think decency of book-selection depends upon one ' s point of view? Now, I consider those on house-decoration, social customs, and modern dress, fully as important as books on intellectual development. Elizabeth — But don ' t you think the study of psychology would aid you most in those minor mterests? (All smile.) Rae — Child, you know the science of thmkmg, but you don ' t know the science of living. Ruth (at the window, exclaiming) — Here he is! (Exit with Rae.) Mildred — Oh, girls, Ruth has been telling me most alarming news about Rae ' s husband. She says that Mr. Hobson is making a great deal of money in the big murder cases, but he is losing piles of money by speculating. I guess that ' s the cause of his absence now. BlANCA — How terrible! What would Rae do without these luxuries? Ruby — But how can she stand his going to pieces? Elizabeth — " Mysterious love, uncertain treasure. Hast thou more of pain or pleasure! Endless torments dwell about thee! " (Rae, Ruth, and Mr. Robbins enter. Ruth introduces husband to the group, one by one, to Bianca last. Meantime, Bianca has turned very pale.) BlANCA (aside) — Mr. Jack Robbins? Why, he ' s deceived me! (Faints.) Mr. Robbins (catching her and recognizing her. Aside) — Bianca! What have I done? (Ruth screams and wrings her hands. Jack, bewildered, falls into a chair. Others rush to Bianca.) Ruby — Jack, raise the windows and send for the doctor — Dr. Deane, over in that little house — Mildred, take Ruth out. Somebody get water and smelling salts! (Rae and maid approach with restoratives. The three lift Bianca to the couch, and the maid bathes her face.) Rae and Ruby (aside) — The villain! Rae — How dare he do such a thing ! Ruby — Poor Ruth! (While Ruby and Rae are aiding the maid, Elizabeth is looking on awkwardly and holding her skirts. Dr. Deane enters. He examines Bianca carefully and looks grave.) BlANCA (reviving) — Where am I? (While the others bend over her. Ruby takes the doctor aside.) Ruby — Tell me at once about her. Dr. Deane — She has evidently had a great shock and will demand most careful attention. Mildred (entering hurriedly) — How ' s Bianca? Better? I ' m so glad! (Tak- ing Rae aside) Rae, come. Ruth and Jack say they must leave at once. Dr. Deane — I should hke only one attendant just now, please. Ruby — I must stay with Bianca. (All leave except Ruby, Doctor Deane, and Bianca.) CURTAIN Scene III. (A few weeks later, m the same room; Ruby and doctor talking.) Dr. Deane — I little thought when I entered this house, I should find such an efficient nurse. Without you, I fear Miss Bianca would not have lived. Ruby — I never dreamed that I could be a nurse, though I have played the nurse indirectly over and over during my settlement-work days. (Laughing.) And I little thought when you entered this house that you would prove anything but a one-horse doc- tor. Dr. Deane (looking tenderly at her) — ' es, hie is full of surprises. Have you found any ? Ruby (blushing) — Yes, when I saw you playing leap-frog with the children the other day. (Reginald and Claire enter, skipping.) Both — We are ready for that game you promised us. Come on. Dr. Deane — We can ' t resist. Miss Ruby. (Reginald pulls Ruby by the hand, and Claire pushes the doctor. As the door closes upon them, Elizabeth, attractively gowned, enters from the opposite side of the room. She goes to the windows, then glances at the pictures on the wall, then handles the books on the table.) Elizabeth (turning the pages of a book) — Do I want to read, or not? (Laugh- ing.) Elizabeth Tipton! can it be? Well never mind. Books, I am after the art of living now, thanks to the girls, who have shown me my mistakes. I can understand now why men haven ' t liked me, why my pupils haven ' t loved me, and why no one seemed interested in me except my intimate friends and the old fossils. Would that I could be as lovely as Ruby. Bless her! To think that she and Dr. Deane are engaged! I wonder what time it is? Bianca, Ruby, and I must be off for home m a few minutes. (Enter Rae, with husband leaning heavily upon her shoulder. Both very pale.) Rae (as she assists her husband to a chair) — Elizabeth — leave — us! (Elizabeth leaves.) Rae (on her knees with her arm about him) — Charles, tell me it is not true. How did it happen? Charles — True! Only too true! We are less than paupers. All gone at one stake! My God! What shall I do? (Throws his arm about Rae and weeps on her shoulder.) Rae — Calm yourself. Let us thmk some way out of this. (Comforts him, then rising, brings him water. At this point, enter the doctor, Bianca, Elizabeth, and Ruby.) Ruby — We are ready to say good-bye, Rae. Rae (with an effort to appear bright) — Girls, I hate to give you up all at once — I feel that one of you must stay with me — Ruby, can ' t you stay with me a few days longer? (In a whisper, nervously) Ruby, I never needed you so! We are ruined! Ruby (glancing hesitatingly toward Mr. Hobson, who remains seated with back to group) — Well, this is so sudden — I don ' t know what to do. Girls, what shall I do? Bianca — Stay, of course. I think I am strong enough to go home alone. Ruby — Oh, I ' d not be satisfied unless Elizabeth goes all the way with you. Elizabeth — I guess I can go with Bianca. But we must hurry. (Going toward Mr. Hobson) Good-bye, Mr. Hobson. (Mr. Hobson, still sitting dazed, shakes hands with the girls.) Rae (as she leads them out) — Pray excuse Charles. He ' s quite ill just now with a nervous attack. I ' ll see you to the hall. (All leave. Rae and Ruby return almost immediately. Rae goes to her husband and comforts him, then returns to Ruby.) Yes, Ruby, we have nothing. Charles has suddenly lost it all. To-morrow the furniture- dealers come to take away my beautiful furnishings. (She throws herself, sobbing, into Ruby ' s arms.) How can I give them up? (Sobs.) My children! My husband! (At once checking herself and drying her eyes.) But I must be brave for their sakes. Come, we must think. (As she rises and starts toward Charles ' chair, the doctor enters.) Dr. Deane — Mrs. Hobson, I fear you need me. Let me help. Rae (aside to the doctor) — All right. Help me take him upstairs to his room, then let me talk to him alone. Ruby, you remain here with the doctor when he returns. I may need you both later. Ruby (left alone) — What a downfall! And so early in his career! Such an end to the house-party — a house-party full of pleasure and sadness. We came together perfectly happy and we parted, alas, with three fairly crushed. But the calamities have brought one good thing to pass — the discovery of my ideal ' (Doctor enters.) How is he? Dr. Deane — Better, I don ' t know what to expect from him in his condition. Since I heard of the loss this morning (taking her hand) I have been hoping you would be spared this scene. But it is well, perhaps, for Vou can console as no one can, (putting his arm about her.) Mp own little comforter! CURTAIN ACT III. Scene I. (Twenty years later. At Rae ' s old home, now a boarding place. On the porch Mildred sits darning. Rae approaches with an open letter in hand.) Rae — Mildred, I ' m in a pickle! Ruby and Ruth are almost here, and this is a letter from Bianca saymg she will be here to-day. Ruth and Bianca haven ' t met since Jack played the rascal. Mildred — But they are very sensible. If we can just make the meeting easy, it will be all right. Rae (sitting down and sewing) — We ' ll manage it some way. Mildred, do you think that affair hurt Bianca as much as it did Ruth? Mildred — For awhile, I thought not, but you see Bianca has not married. Rae — Both have done well in trying to forget it all. Ruth through philanthropy, and Bianca through study. Mildred (hearing a rooster crow) — By the way, Rae, how many chickens have you? Rae — Not as many as you have — only about one to your hundred! Mildred — I ' ve had unusually good luck this year. Last month I sold eighty dozen eggs, set twelve hens, and hatched a hundred incubator eggs. ' ou can imagine how busy we are with these chickens, and the cows, and horses, and pigs. Ed says I ' ll be farming next. Rae (laughing) — My hoarders are my chickens and cows and pigs. ' Yondei comes my Bantam now, and would you believe it he is after the old mother hen. (A very small man with long neck, big nose and mouth, and hollow eyes, passes, glancing lovingly at Rae. He lifts his derby.) Mildred — He ' s a nice size for the frying pan — but tender? I have my doubts — (looking aside over her spectacles) — Why, there is Bianca — and who ' s that with her — Elizabeth! (Bianca and Elizabeth enter, Rae and Mildred greet them heartily.) Elizabeth — I ' m so glad that Bianca brought me along. This is almost a re- union. Rae — It nnll be, the others are coming — (Ruth and Ruby, with girl and boy about fifteen, enter suddenly from the other side.) Why! here they are now. (Other embraces follow, with quick efforts of Rae and Mildred to engage respectively, Ruth and Bianca, in conversation.) Ruth, how fast James has grown, and he looks more like you all the time. And is this Ruth Hill Deane? (Kissing her, then calling to Mildred ' s daughters who enter.) Come, girls, I have a surprise for you. (Girls greet one an- other ardently. Other greetings follow. All enter the house except girls and boys.) Mamie — Let ' s all stay here. Ruth Hill, I can ' t wait to hear about the other girls. How many were at the house party? Mary — Oh, I don ' t care about the house-party, I care about football. Mr. Rob- bins, I ' ve read the accounts of your football playing. I adore the game. (Mary prome- nades with James, then conducts him to the hammock, where they sit with backs to audi- ence.) Ruth Hill — Yes, we girls had the camp all to ourselves, away up on that moun- tain side, except for two evenings when the boys came. Mamie — That ' s my ideal of a house-party, all girls and no boys. Name the girls again. Ruth Hill — They were all A. G. T. I. girls; Blanche, Bessie, Frances — Mamie — Who is Frances? Ruth Hill — You remember Frances Brown, who came near being drowned in the swimming pool, and was rescued by Professor Bryce Chesnutt. And I ' ll tell you another — that girl who was lost in our school park once. Mamie — I never did like her because she was so impudent to Dr. Wills. I tell you, I always stood up for Dr. Wills even if he did make us work, and didn ' t give us all the good times Dr. Palmer wanted us to have. Ruth Hill — Dear old Dr. Palmer, he has served his time in making girls work. Mother says she hopes he will never resign even if he does have to have Dr. Wills in charge. (Meantime Mary and James have an animated conversation, Mary leading decidedly. The ladies, except Bianca, approach and take seats.) Elizabeth (looking at James and Mary) — Why, Mildred, what sweeter picture can there be than that? Mildred (pointing to Ruth Hill and Mamie) — That, of course. Mary exasper- ates me because she is so crazy about the boys. Elizabeth (laughing) — You must be having your second girlhood. Mildred. Mildred — You are having anything but yours. (Meantime the young people depart, Bianca enters, dressed in cap and gown.) BlANCA — Before another minute has passed, you must see me in my cap and gown. I ' ve given almost a lifetime for this privilege. They came near requiring another quar- ter ' s work, but when I pleaded eight years at the University and these gray hairs, they could not give me the diploma quickly enough. Ruby — Bianca, what are you going to do with all this learning now? BlANCA — Teach young people something else than the thought of having a good time. I ' ll begin on Mary at once. Elizabeth — Wait, Bianca, let me go too, you may spoil too much fun. (Both depart. While Mildred is busily picking nuts and Rae is going back and forth to look after the house-keeping, Ruth and Ruby converse interestedly.) Ruth — I don ' t know how I could have survived. Ruby, my husband ' s death, if I hadn ' t undertaken this mountain school work. Ruby — You should have had this work even if he had lived. I am much happier for sharing my husband ' s work. (Bianca approaches with Mary, the latter conversing reluctantly, looking back at times. Elizabeth approaches with the others. Mamie tends to stray aside and Elizabeth attempts to interest her in the animated conversation of James and Ruth Hill. Dinner bell rings and at Rae ' s suggestion, they all wait for boarders to pass. Several women and a few men hurry by, " the bantam " coming last and repeating the loving glance at Rae.) CURTAIN Scene II. ( 1 he evening of the same day. On the lawn in the moonlight. All the older peo- ple are seated about on rustic seats, and the children are on the ground in a listening atti- tude. The ladies are singing " In the Evening by the Moonlight. " ) Ruth Hill — You must have been a mournful lot in those days. That song is too sad. Rae — We had many a merrier tune. Bianca, you led the 1912 Minstrels; let ' s give a song from it. Ruby — Do, Miss Apple Dumpling. Bianca — I ' m too nervous for any foolishness like that to-night. Mildred — You start it, Ruth. Ruth — I ' ll try. (All begin singing " Oh, Lilly. " Bianca, at length joins ir» eagerly. Children all applaud.) Mamie (turning to other children) — Girls, imagine Mr. Fowler, Jr., allowing such a song even at a minstrel ! Let ' s give them one of our most frivolous. Ruth Hill (jumping up ready to lead) — Yes, the one we three sang in our new auditorium. (They sing, " The Lass with the Delicate Air. " ) Elizabeth (to Bianca) — They say that auditorium seats three thousand. (While they sing, Rae and James slip out. At close of song ladies applaud vigorously.) Mildred — Mamie has always had a grand operay voice. If I can just sell enough eggs in the next few years, she shall certainly go on the stage. Ruby — Ruth Hill, you and Mary dance for us. (The girls dance. They are interrupted by Rae leading out James dressed in an old A. G. T. I. uniform. Children laugh heartily.) Mary — What in the world is that garb? Rae — My old uniform. Mary — What Is a uniform? Ruth — Why, a combination dress suitable for Sunday wear, street wear, chapel wear, reception wear. Elizabeth (with a sigh) — And how we loved it! (Girls all gather about James and examine uniform, trying on the cap, coat, and tie in turns. Much laughter. They form line, each wearing a part of the uniform, and march out singing " A. G. T. I. " ) Mildred — You wouldn ' t know Montevallo now. The city numbers a hundred thousand. The inter-urban from Birmingham and Montgomery goes straight to the A. G. T. I. grounds, and the airship hne takes us from buildmg to buildmg. Elizabeth — And what of the girls? Mildred — They are mighty different from the girls of our time. On election day, they paraded the campus all day with brass bands. Why, they were on the streets ail night long when Miss McMillan became President of the United States. Ruth — They didn ' t do those things in our days. Mildred — I don ' t know what this generation is coming to, anyway. Ruby — But times have changed, Mildred. Elizabeth — Oh, well, let ' s live in the past for this one evening. Mildred, do you remember how you used to fight marriage? and how Ruth pretended to? BlANCA — And the grand Lady Rae, who would never cook and sew! Ruby (laughing) — And who would ever recognize the frivolous Bianca now, and the staid Elizabeth, the rejuvenated bride-elect. Elizabeth (blushing) — Yes, I am coming into my own at last. Ruth — Well, I always knew Ruby would amount to something. Her " House- hold Sanitation " will yet be translated into more than three languages. (Children appear at the door, all blowing through their hands.) Ruth Hill — There ' s the whistle. Time for bed! Mildred (rising abruptly) — It is late, and damp, too. (All rise to go.) Rae — Let ' s join the old and the new with the " Alma Mater. " (Ladies take the hands of the children and sing, " Mid the Hills of Alabama, etc. " ) CURTAIN From " Endvmion ' From " Endymion " n£ft?o3T Castalian Literary Society Flower: Daisy Colors: ColJ and White Motto: " AJ asira per aspera " OFFICERS Mariglen Cornelius PresiJenl BLA ■CHE Smartt Vice-President Frances Merkl Secretary Willie Kellv Treasurer Lucy McCrarv Historian Kate Dowlinc Critic LiLA Seay Bell Mary Clay Sara Evans Will Fellows Julia Henry Flora Hutchinson Vera Law Susie Lee McCrarv Mary Em Peebles MEMBERS Willie Reynolds Annie Roan Rebecca Sandlin Zara Solomon LiLLA TCDD Willie Duncan Mabel Dowling Glennie Edwards Georgia Lee Grady Annie Euart Hightgwer Jeanette Jenkins Kate McLeod Carrie Pruitt Clyde Perdue Winnie Reynolds Lottie Rose Rhoda Scott Mary Frank Sturdivant Clara Yow Miss Brooke Mr. Fowler Mr. Henderson Miss McMahon HONORARY MEMBERS Miss Powers Miss Simmons Miss Fcrsythe Mr. Chesnutt Miss Hawkins Miss Patterson Miss Randolph Miss Wyman Philomathic Literary Club Motto: Mehr Lichi Flower: White Ro Color: Creen and White OFFICERS IvA DE Freese Preiidenl Vera Massey Vice-President Annie Ross Secretary Mattie Rae Porter Treasurer Lola Flowers Historian Flora Belle Surles Critic MEMBERS Edith Adams Elizabeth Atkins Pearl Baskin Margaret Cater Edwina Donnally Lola Flowers Rosa Gerhardt Annie Harper Rebecca Krentzman Willie Sue Lawrence Ruth Lindsay Sallie Cobb Milner Ora Spencer Susie Trimble Ruby Alverson Ruth Barton Frances Cater Mildred Collins Lola Farr Elizabeth Gentry Hetty Goldsworthy Ellie Hinesley Julia Lawrence Lois Lazenby Brooksie Lovvorn Ruby Ramey Katie Belle Stallworth Louise Young HONORARY MEMBERS Miss Bertie Allen Mrs. Mcllie Barnett Miss Rebecca Funk Miss Louesa Keys Miss Mary E. MacMillan Miss Minnie Murrill Miss Mary B. Overton Miss Beulah Putnam Miss Geneva Read Miss Lottie Woodward Julia Strudwick Tutwiler Club Motto: " AJ ailra per aspcra " Colors: Red and While Flower: Carnation OFFICERS Elizabeth Bradfield President Ila Dean Griffin Vice-President Orrie Stitt Secretary) Alleen McKenzie Treasurer Margaret McMillan Critic Clarice White Historian Nina Allison Evelyn Beasley Bessie Bouchelle Ruby Bryant Ruth Carlisle Bianca Cocciola Ulmer Crumpton Daisy Dale Nena Giddens Louise Gilder Jean Gould MEMBERS Emma Hale Eunice Hale Carrie G. Ricgs Rosamond Hamilton Rae Hill Gladys Jones-Williams Edna Leatherwocd Susie Legg Nina Lyman Celia McMillan Gertrude Meroney Mildred Meroney Elaine Parker Lois Parker Madeline Polk Elizabeth Pride Bettie Puckett Erline Roberson Carrie P. Ricgs Elise Hall Eunice Hays Hazel Jansen Beatrice Kuntsler Miss Annie Clisby Miss Claudia Crumpton Miss Lida Hatch HONORARY ' MEMBERS Mrs. Howie Miss Alice Martin Miss Julia Poynor Miss Julia Searcy Miss Mary Stallworth Miss Helen Vickers Miss Virginia Withers Emma Hart Willard Dramatic Club Colors: RcJ anJ CoU Flower: Roses Motto: " Evolution is necessarv to expression " OFFICERS Clarice White President Clara Yow Vice-President Mildred Meroney Secretary Eunice Hays Treasurer Annie Harper Historian Will Fellows Critic Elizabeth Atkins Evelyn Beasley Margaret Cater Nellie Cowart Willie Duncan Will Fellows Lola Flowers Annie Harper MEMBERS Eunice Hays Annie Euart Hightower Hazel Jansen Willie Sue Lawrence Alleen McKenzie Mildred Meroney Lois Parker Mary Emery Peebles Winnie Reynolds India Redus Catherine Rosenstihl Rhoda Scott Katie Belle Stallworth Orrie Stitt Clarice White Clara Yow Miss Clisby Miss Lyman HONORARY MEMBERS Miss Poynor Miss Randolph Miss Vickers Y. W. C. A. Cabinet Motto: " am come thai they might have life ami that they might have it more ahunJantly " ADVISORY BOARD Miss Lila McMahon Mrs. E. H. Phillips Miss Virginia Withers Miss Ellen H. Forsythe Miss Martha Patterson Dr. T. W. Palmer Miss Mary Goode Stallworth Rev. J. T. Mangum Miss Mary MacMillan Mrs. T. V. Palmer Miss Flora Belle Surles Miss Erline Roberson Miss Ethel Beane OFFICERS Flora Belle Surles President Susie Lee McCrary P ' ice- President Vera Massey Secretary Erline Roberson Treasurer Ethel Beane General Secretary CHAIRMEN OF COMMITTEES Emma Avant Devotional Margaret McMillan Music Katie Belle Stallwcrth Bible Study Frances Merkl Missionary Blanche Smartt Membership Jean Cook. Information Ruby Alverson Finance Will Fellows Social Lucy McCrary Mission Boards Story-Tellers ' League OFFICERS POE CHAPTER Annie Euart Hichtower President Beatrice Kuntsler Vice-President Margaret Cater Secretar ) Susie Trimble Treasurer HONORARY MEMBERS Miss Brooke Miss McMahon WYCHE CHAPTER Mary Stallwcrth President Mary Lou Reed Vice-President Ethel Jones Secretary and Treasurer HONORARY MEMBERS Miss Clisby Mr. Wills Miss Stallworth UNCLE REMUS CHAPTER Geraldine Fordvce President Mabel Garvey Vice-President Margaret Le t Secrelarv and Treasurer HONORARY ' MEMBERS Miss Read Miss Brooke Miss Patterson Wyche Chapter Story Tellers ' League Uncle Remus Chapter Story Tellers ' League Schumann Club Schumann Music Club Colors: Blacf and White Flower: Lily-of-lhe-Valle}) Motto : " Harmony is music; music is love; love is Cod OFFICERS Rebecca Sandlin President Annie Harper Vice-PresiJenl Rae Hill 5ccrc ar ; Willie Kellev Treasurer MEMBERS STUDENTS OF THE MUSIC DEPARTMENT HONORARY MEMBERS Miss Hawkins Miss Hatch Mr . Barnett Miss Read Miss Powers Mrs. Jones Miss McWilliams W ' l i ■:- • . ' Seaman A. Knapp Club Seaman A. Knapp Club Colors: CoU and Creen Flower: Corn Motto: " From possibility to reality ' OFFICERS Ila Dean Griffin President Emma Avant Vice-President Willie Sue Lawrence Secretary and Treasurer FACULTY MEMBERS Miss Patterson Mr. Fcwler Miss Brooke Mr. Chesnutt U Senior Basket-ball Hullabaloo, connect, connect ! Rubber, rubber, rubber neck. Rubber shoes, rubber ball. Senior team can beat ihem all. Ice cream, soda water Ginger ale pop. Seniors, Seniors, iheyre on top. Rah, rah, rah, sis boom bah. Razoo, razoo; Seniors blow your bazoo. Seniors, Seniors. Rah, yah. yah, yah, Hullabaloo, huliabalu! Look and see, look and see Seniors. 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" Doctor will say, ' stick out your tongue; Then, lurnmg to the nurse, ' Give her the regular treatment. " dear, there s nothing worse. There ' re big capsules of every kind, And other things that follow ; Mrs. Bailey 11 stand right over you And see that all you swallow. " 1 scoffed at these many warnings, I laughed and said, " I 11 see That they do not go a-poking Capsules and things at me. ' One day I was feehng badly With a headache and a cold, So over to the infirmary I marched, right brave and bold. " Have you any pains this morning? Lei me see that tongue. She needs the regular treatment. " Thought I, " I ' ll have some fun. " Later the nurse brought the capsules. Three for each one had she. But I was determined those capsules Should never be taken by me. When she was dosing the others. And had her back my way, I lifted my pillow gently And put them ' neath it to stay. That night when I was dreaming Of the good old summer time. I was waked by a strange tugging Under that pillow of mine. It rose up a little higher, Raising my head, you see; Then a capsule, great big white one. Jumped out and hung over me. It grew first broad, then longer, I thought 1 should die of fright, Th en I felt that fatal pillow Raise my head with all Ms might. I looked and saw four more capsules. O, I knew I ' d have a fit! They danced to the great big white one And fastened themselves to it. Two made the arms, and two the legs; Then what I thought were flies Were two black pills that then shot up, And fastened themselves for eyes. my! the thing began to jump In wild fantastic dance, Walked on my face and pulled my hair, And on my nose did prance. It spoke in weird and solemn tones — Was It a fiend, or a ghosl? " Now, my contrary lady, I ' ll teach you how to boast. E.at me, eat me, swallow me whole. Open your mouth, I say ; You are going to pay very dear For what you have done to-day. " He stood on my chin, the demon. And with his fingers white He pulled my nose out of socket. And laughed with all his might. Then one piercing yell I uttered. And as I did, great guns! He leaps into my open mouth And down my throat he runs! Stunned, horrified, I uttered A yell, a shriek, a scream. 1 woke, Mrs. Bailey shaking me. And found it was just a dream. And now, my friends, this good advice In your minds I d fain instill; You swallow, and gladly do it. Every capsule and each pill. Margaret Caterp. Infirmary The Infirmary S we have looked toward our infirmary, we girls have often wondered about the romances, mysteries, and tragedies that have occurred in those old walls. As we have gone up and down the old stairs, we have wondered how many little feet have climbed them ; we have wondered how many wedding bells have chimed about the old house, and how many delightful times those old walls have witnessed. As we have lain in these quaint old rooms, looking over at the little stone- walled cemetery, we have imagined we could see the family hovering near, or shutting the iron gate and going mournfully away. And last, but not least, at night we have wondered if the house were " hanted. " We have become so interested in this old place that in answer to these and other such questions, we have gathered the following: About 1823, the house was built by Mr. Edmund King, who, in 1815, had come from Georgia to Montevallo, then known as " Wilson ' s Hill. " Being the first brick structure in the country, it was the wonder for miles around, and was called the " Mansion House. " The building and grounds did not look then just as they do to-day. There were eight spacious rooms, the four in the rear being made of wood. In front the bare bricks constituted the outer wall, without the present coat of cement. The grounds em- braced much more than they do at present, including the little plot now set apart for the town park. Here Mr. King had a beautiful flower garden, in his later years. Those who came to school to what is now our chapel, often tell of the delightful walks past there and of their longing looks cast toward the garden. They would peep through the fence at Mr. King, walking among his flowers, always with a faithful servant near by; but on seeing the old, bent man leaning on his cane, his snow-white hair, and his sad, pensive face, they were afraid to intrude. Between the house and the cemetery, Mr. King had a line orchard. The story goes that one day while attending to one of his trees, he climbed to a decayed limb, and the fall caused his death. The " Old Mansion House " was known as a typical southern home, with many well- trained servants and lavish hospitality. Among those who v ere entertained here fre- quently, was Mr. Yancey. The story goes that Mr. King was married three times, once, unfortunately. There was a large, happy family, consisting of three girls and seven boys, also three adopted cousins — the Lewis boys. Their life was made gloomy at one time by a sad accident. Littleton and Nathaniel King were out deer hunting one day, and becoming over-enthusiastic in the chase, they were separated. Nathaniel, seeing a move- ment in the bushes, mistook it for that of a deer, and fired. Littleton was slightly wound- ed on the arm, so slightly, it seemed, that he was left in the care of the servants while t ' e family went on a trip, previously planned. The wound was not properly cared for; blood poison set in. and he soon died. This sorrow was but one to many joys which the family had. An old servant tells of a happy marriage here, resulting from a lengthy correspondence which began with the groom ' s falling in love ■lth the bride ' s picture. At the death of Mr. King in 1862, the house passed into the hands of a son-in-law. Judge George B. Shortridge. Until the owner ' s death in 1870, the house continued its old-time hospitality. Dur- ing the stirring period of the war, in which several young men of the family took part, there was always a welcome for sick or wounded soldiers who could not reach their homes in distant states. At various times, there came here both Confederate and Federal troops. When " Wilson ' s raid " came through Montexallo, in 1865, Wilson himself occupied the house for several days. Mrs. Shortridge and her daughters were alone with the women servants. A negro guard was placed around the house, but the general and his staff treated the ladies with the utmost consideration. Though the family at home were left unharmed, they were saddened by the death of two Shortridge boys, who were killed in the war. The remains of the dead were never secured, but a tablet was placed to their memory in the little cemetery. After the Shortridge period, the house passed into the hands of the youngest King son, Frank, a lawyer of New Orleans. When he died in 1 884, it was sold to Mr. French Nabors; and still later, in 1908, it was sold by his widow, Mrs. Sarah E. Na- bors, to the Alabama Girls Technical Institute, for an infirmary. It has been the scene of many ghost stories, two in particular. One is of a " hant " which inhabited the old wooden part of the building; the other, of a " sperrit " which visited there on the occasion of a wedding feast. It is told by the children and grand-children of the former occupants that at night, or even in the day time, when everythmg was quiet, a ghost would make his rounds. Often when the little family were sitting snugly around the fire, they would be alarmed by hearing, apparently, some one rise softly out of bed in the room overhead, and creep across the floor. Often different members of the household tried to slip up on this phan- tom, but the instant they entered the room, it vanished. Again, on dark, stormy nights, as the wind whistled around the house, they would see strange lights appear in the darkest corners. They tried, but could never come near these apparitions, which defied approach. One night there was a wedding for which the old house was thrown open and beauti- fully decorated. All the young people for miles around were there. In the dining room a great feast was spread, the center of attraction being a roasted pig, with a large red apple in his mouth. It was decided that one of the girls should carve it, but every time she would cut, the little pig would squeal. There was a great rush from the room, and none of the others would try. Finally, when they were all seated around the table again, one of the young men ventured to cut. As he did so, a huge white thing crept from under the table between the bride and the groom. It arose, stood for an instant, and vanished. The girls were very much frightened, and the boys, though they would not acknowledge it, felt rather uncomfortable. They saw no more of the specter until the dance was started, and then they spied, just outside the door, a great, white-robed figure. It bounded lightly through the room and disappeared out the window into the darkness. The crowd stood motionless for awhile, but they heard no more of this startling visitor. Now as one of the old servants tells us about it, we see him chuckle to himself, as if he knows more than he is willing to tell. As we lie in the infirmary on these little cots, we can amuse ourselves by thinking of the ghosts that have once dwelt here; of the wedding feast and the mysterious visitor; of the sad and the happy incidents connected with the old house during the stirring times of the war; and of the many people, who have called it home, or who, as guests, have enjoyed its hospitality. LiLLA ELLIOTT . Alice — Dr. Wilkinson, how is Mary to-day? Dr. W. — Oh, she IS convalescing. Alice (crying) — I knew it. I knew she would die when she took sick. Wanted — Someone to give lessons how to get thin. Will use myself as an ex- ample. — Miss Woodward. Silly-G isms Beans are succulent vegelables; Our Y. W. C. A. Secretary is a Beane, Therefore Our . W. C. A. Secretary is a succulent vegetable. All brooks chatter ; Our Psychology teacher is a Brooke, Therefore Our Psychology teacher chatters. Wills have often been rejected ; Our Purchasing Agent is a Wills. Therefore Our Purchasing Agent has often been rejected. Chestnuts are prickly burrs; Our Science teacher is a Chesnutt. Therefore Our Science teacher is a prickly burr. Reeds quiver in the breeze ; One of our Music teachers is a Read, Therefore One of our Music teachers quivers in the breeze. Anything weighing over a ton weighs over 2000 lbs; Our Commercial teacher is an Overton, Therefore Our Commercial teacher weighs over 2000 lbs. Martins skim the fields on shimmering wings ; One of our Sewing teachers is a Martin. Therefore One of our Sewing teachers skims the fields on shimmering wings. Vera Masseyp. To- I ' ve oflen wondered if you knew What you to me have meant, " What help, and hope, and gladness. Your love to me has lent. As by life ' s doubtful, winding way, I find its thorns or flowers, I love to think you care, and thai You wish the most were flowers. And though the day brings busy toil, Sorrow, pain, or gladness. Your sympathy, your kindly love Makes joy, disperses sadness. As near its close the daylight wanes And softly the twilight creeps. That hour of rest when the world, it s eems, Like a tired child falls asleep, I love to dream and wonder If you are thinking, too, Of twilight hours we used to spend Together, I and you. Then as darkness slowly deepens. And stars peep out above. I wonder, doubt, and ponder What life is without love. Margaret Caterp. •r. ■t ' ' ,:. l ' . ' ! m • A KjBBB - Bai fc " ..- -y - " " " ' ■ 2 ' --. :■: kj , .;:- ' « ?g ■ •■ i Mi i; i fe«J . mi ' ' ' i¥ - 9 ■ . ■ ' % ' ■•? K ' .1 W ' ' 1 ' ' ym iff! fi ' " " ■if " Wr ' l---- Jl;:i M, :. 1 »-..., 4 " ' M IpiJL k .. f . r ' -JBsaBRf ■K :t l- „ - ' T? MHP p.; . J Xj May Day Tell me not in sleepy accents, That the second bell has rung. And I won ' t have lime to study Lessons that I left undone. Lorene, have you seen my stocking Maybe you have it through mistake. Look, child, and where ' s the comb? Gee! I know I ' m going io be late. I can see the matron frowning. As I come dressing down the hall. And I tremble as I pass her. But don ' t get " sat on " after all. I step into the din ing room. And Miss Rembaugh says, " Amen, With a sigh I repeat the blessing, For I ' m thankful that I ' m in. Beatrice Tar water ' ' (With apologies to Longfellow). The Violets ' Message NE beautiful Sunday morning Myva Blair dressed for church, as she had done ever since she could remember, little dreaming that this Sunday was to be a red-letter day m her life. She looked very pretty with her hair hanging down in curls. More than one person turned to look twice at the carriage and its occupants as the old coachman drove through the village up to the door of the Presbyterian church. It could readily be seen from the many admiring glances cast at the little blue-eyed girl, that she was a great favorite in the neighborhood. She met, at the door, her father, the stern old deacon, and following him up the aisle, sat by his side in the family pew, just as she had done ever since she could walk. At last, the sermon was finished. As she passed out of the door with her cousins, she saw some one they failed to notice — a tall man with a brown beard. At her first glance, she recognized her dream man. Had she not always dreamed of a tall, broad-shouldered man with dark hair, a beard, and brown eyes like his? " I have met my fate! I have seen the man I ' m going to marry! " she whispered to her cousins as they entered the carriage. " Where? " they asked. " Didn ' t you see the tall, broad-shouldered man, with the brown beard, who was standing by the door as we came out? " They had not seen him, but Myra could not forget him. She thought of him all the way home. She told her mother that she had seen the image of her ideal man. Her mother laughed and asked her his occupation. Myra said she did not know, but that he must be a lawyer or a doctor; she had always had her dream man to be one or the other. And he must be a Presbyterian. Wasn ' t he at their church? Her people had always been Presbyterians, and, of course, she would expect nothing else of her ideal. She thought of him all day — the living picture of her dream man. Myra had always liked boys, and they liked her; but her heart was still her own. Here was the man who came nearer suiting her fancy than any one she had ever seen. As she sat in the hall reading that afternoon, she heard the gate click, and saw two men entering; one, the stranger. She ran upstairs and put on her prettiest white dress. All the time she was laughing at herself for thinking this man her ideal, yet she was excited. How- silly of her! She must be perfectly calm for meeting her imaginary lawyer. After she thought she looked her best, she came downstairs just in time to have the Methodist min- ister introduce his younger brother, Mr. Pearre, of whom she had often heard him speak. He, too, was a Methodist minister. A minister; and a Methodist minister at that! Her ideal? — the idea was ridiculous. No, she could not have him either of the two. He was a guest, however, and she must be pleasant. They spent a very pleasant afternoon together, not as pleasant as it might have been if Myra ' s dreams had not been shattered. That visit was the beginning of many visits. Finally he came to tell Myra good- bye, for his vacation was ended. Just as he was leaving, he asked her if she would write to him — a privilege granted in those days only after long acquaintance. " Why did you mention such a thing to me? ' ou know mother would not like it, " she managed to say. He turned away with disappointment while she was speaking. When she had finished, he turned his white face to her and, looking into her eyes, said: " ou force me to tell you something I had not intended to say. I can ' t help it. I m honest. I love you. " " ' ou should not have told me. You know that I have never thought of you ex- cept as my friend ' s brother. I ' m disappointed in you, " Myra answered as she left the room. Oh! why had he said this, she thought. First, he had been a minister, a Methodist; and now, just as she had decided to be a friend, he had made her dislike him more than ever. No other man would have told a girl upon such a short acquaintance as theirs, that he loved her. Well ! she could forget him even if he had resembled her dream man. It really didn ' t matter now that he had gone. She had only been thinking of her ideal, anyway. Myra did try to forget this last visit, but a few days later a letter came begging her and her mother ' s permission for him to correspond with her. He promised that he would never mention the subject of love in his letters. Myra, in a spirit of fun, decided to answer the letter. It would be an interesting experience, something to tell her girl friends. They corresponded until a letter came asking if he might come to see her. ' es, she thought it would be all right. She knew she did not care anything about him, and he only imagined he loved her. Anyway, he would be company. Mr. Pearre came the next week. He was evidently certain of a favorable answer; had she not given him permission to come? He broached the subject of love again, and was very much disappointed by a second refusal. Still, she comforted him by telling him that she might change. What evil spirit possessed her to say this to him? Why, that she was enjoying this frolic and she didn ' t propose letting it stop. He searched her face and, seeing no hope, turned despairingly away. As he turned, he caught sight of a bowl of violets. He drew these toward him, and said: " I am never going to mention the subject lo you again; but if you ever change your mind, won ' t you send me some of these violets? " " I will, " Myra promised, and Mr. Pearre departed, sooner than he had hoped, at first. Later, he asked Myra in one of his letters, if she could guess why he always pressed her letters to his face before he opened them. Did she guess? Myra thought a long time that night; then she decided to make him think she had sent the violets. Her next letter to him would be fun. She wrote him a very cool note, and putting some fragrant violets in the envelope, closed the desk upon it over night. The next morning she sent the note, with- out the violets, however. A few days passed ; then a letter came that Myra still remem- bers. Mr. Pearre wrote that when he took her letter from the office, he pressed it to his face, and smelled the violets. Dignified as he was, he ran every step of the way home. He opened the letter. He did not see any violets; but he did not doubt that they were there. After he read the note, he thought that she had written so coolly because she was timid, and that the violets must have dropped on the floor. After a long search and no violets, it dawned on him what she had done. He said that he was disappointed in her. He had not thought she was little enough to do such a thing. She cried, and yielded. The battle was over! Myra knew then that she loved him, even if he was a Methodist minister. For the first time she realized that she had been thinking more of his profession than of the man. The next morning she wrote another note in which she enclosed three violets. Annie Euart Hightower ' ' . If Louise Withers for want of sugar, would Catherine Rosenstihl her some from the—? If Birmingham is near Montevallo, is Lola Farr? If Miss B. should resign, reckon Edna Leatherwood try to have Ila Dean? If Miss Poynor has already refused all the Nabors, could Edwina? If you can ' t afford American Beauties, get Lola Flowers, If sixteen ounces is equal to one pound, what equals a Crumpton? If Cleopatra were to rise from the ground, would Julius Caesar? A. G. T. I. Information Bureau To register: An act which involves telhng many of the family secrets, and which destroys all the pleasure in returning to the A. G. T. I. The instruction committee: A body of teachers selected, as to appearance, for the purpose of classifying girls, and also for scaring them to death. The schedule committee: Another body of teachers slightly less formidable in ap- pearance than the first, selected for the purpose of arranging your daily program, giving you as much work as possible on gym days. The infirmary: A place where you receive " the regular treatment; " also a very popular resort on Sunday and Tuesday mornings. Dr. Palmer: A man who believes everything is purely mental, and who tells you to govern yourselves accordingly. A note from the matron: " A thing of beauty and a joy forever. " The dming room: A very hard place to reach, especially when you are buttoning one shoe when the last bell rings, and can not wear a long coat. Broke: A condition of the finances every Monday; also the chronic condition before Christmas. The supply store: A place which is always closed when you want to buy a book for the English class next period. Physics class: The bane of a Junior ' s existence; a place where all girls are " created equal. " Exams: A thing of the past, present, and future A trustee: A man, usually very round, who visits the school occasionally, tells the girls how glad he is to look into their smiling faces, smiles on everyone himself, and brings oyster soup for dinner. SusiE Legg ' . If girls will steal sugar from the table. Will Fellows? Would Susie Tremble if Houston Wills to Carrie Pearl Riggs to the party? If a boy wants to go to college, do you think his mother Will Hender(her)son? If a man would give six hundred dollars for a corn field, what would he give for a Bradfield? Fair Enough All the girls worked late that evening, Searched for paint and powder puff ; Curled their hair, and prayed that morning Might bring weather fair enough. For the day brought great attractions — Shelby Fair and Auburn boys. Lemonade, peanuts, and popcorn. Lack of work — oh, these were joys! Morning — ram, all dark and gloomy, Listless eyes and stringy hair! But we vowed " no change of purpose, " We were going — do and dare. Spile of rain and slush and deep mud; Did we go? Well I should guess. Splashed about and stared and chattered, Till our clothes were in a mess. Toy-balloons, pmk popcorn, candy. Men, ail throwing rings at knives. Whistles, sandwiches, and coffee. Children, lovers, men, and wives. Not allowed to talk to young men. Thing to do is — run a bluff! Words and signals quickly given On the sly are fair enough. And when we met the Auburn students Neath the shed — ugh! we looked tough! Hair all down, flopping uniforms, Did they think us fair enough ? Back to college with our escorts, Primp and cover up the rough. Then to chatter in the parlors — ■ Now, at last, we re fair enough! Mabel Dowling . Whiffs of Wisdom Miss Lisk — Give me an example of a parasite. Louise — Red bug. Daisy (breaking the news to an old girl, while visiting A. G. T. I.) — Clara, did you know that Miss Brooke is Deacon this year? Jennie R. (to Carrie G., who is to be initiated) — Don ' t let them hurt you when they assassinate you to-night. Mrs. Phillips — Did you take a bath this afternoon? M RTLE — No ' m, is there one missing? Mr. Wills — Who aided the French in winning so many victories? Mattie L. — It was Joan of Arc, but I don ' t know who he was. Marie D. — Miss Beane, they tell me that Miss Brooke can read people ' s minds, and I bet I know why. Miss B. — Why do you think so, Marie? Marie — Because she teaches Biology or something like that. Beatrice — What is our English to-day? Ruby — We haven ' t one. To-day is consolation day. Freshman — Who was Jason anyway? Junior — He ' s the man who went to heaven on a Golden Fleece without dying. Soph. — Why did Miss M. go in your room? Fresh. — To suspect my uniform. Marie K. — " l ' es, I like Mr. Wyche, too, but I wish that the girls wouldn ' t echo so when they want him to tell another story. Mary — Do you take mathematics? Ruth — No, I take Algebra. Nina L. — Bianca, I have to decline the verb " to be, " and what in the world am I going to do with that " to? " Daisy — Oh, my goodness, Fve lost my Trig. Mattie — I ' m so sorry, Daisy; that was such a cute pin. Soph. — I just can ' t find " Sohrab and Rustum " anywhere in " The Last of the Mohicans. " Miss Simmons (in arithmetic class) — Edith, what do we mean by a " man ' s as- sets? " Edith — His pants ' pockets. Miss McMahon — What is meant by Romanticism? Ella Watson — Poetry of Rome. Mr. Henderson — What is the test for carbon dioxide? IvA — Blow your breath on lime and you will have a blue flame. Miss Beane — Can you tell me anything about Goliath? Ada — Yes, ma ' am. Jack the Giant Killer killed him. B. M. (coming from chapel after Mr. Henderson ' s talk on Radium) — What is Radium? Elizabeth — We had a lovely time at our tea this afternoon. Mary — Was Mrs. Yeager there? Elizabeth — No, why? Mary — Well, it ' s a wonder she wasn ' t there with her cameo to take your picture. Miss McMahon — What is one of Chaucer ' s characteristics? Girl — Iambic pentameter. Mr. Henderson — There ' s still another use of sulphuric acid that hasn ' t been mentioned. Beth — It is used in fire distinguishers. College Student — Of all the girls in school, who do you think has the most uplifting influence? Bright FresHIE — The elevator girl. blew, and I blew, and I blew, 1 blew nearly half of the nigh I, 3ut I didn t know whal to do. For I couldn t blow oul the light. Annie Murray ' . The Little Co-ed She noticed him on the campus the first day of school. How handsome and bright he looked! He was very magnetic, and she wondered why she loved to be near him. And yet — and yet — when she started to look into his face, so bright and radiant, her lids fell, and her long black lashes drooped on her fair cheeks. Suddenly everything seemed black to her, for alas! she realized that he thought ol her no more than of anyone else. She did not care for this. In fact, she cared only to know more about him; to find out who his parents were; how far he lived from her; and, if she really wanted to see him, to get help from him, how far she would have to go. The thing she wondered most about was his bright face, and the happiness he shed all around him. That night she lay awake thinking, thinking, thinking. Whom do you suppose she was thinking of? The sun, dear reader, for she was a Senior Math student and a lover of Astronomy. MARGARET McMlLLAN ' . " Do Not Let This Occur Again " " Is ihal the bell? — the last one? — sure? Give me a shoe, a middy, quick! I hook and pin my garmenis on As down the hall I quickly fiy. And then 1 hear a teacher s voice " Stop running, child! " and then she adds, " Do not let this occur again! Down stairs, two steps at every jump, I go, and barely do get in The closing door, whereat, with pad And pencil ready to record My name, the matron stands. She says " I see you re late! Come on in, but Do not let this occur again! As I pass down the dining room, Each girl looks up to see who s late. At last I reach my table, and Drop panting, breathless, in my seat. The teacher looks up with a frown. And asks. " Why do you come so late? Do not let this occur again! It s almost eight; I can not find A single book; the bell clangs out. In class I m first lo recite, And I remember that I have Forgotten that lesson to prepare. Indignantly the teacher gasps, " Do not let this occur again! A few hours later we all go To chapel as required, but we Are somewhat noisy, the bell rings Before our conversations cease. Dear Doctor Palmer lectures us. And ends, as usual, w ith the words, " Do not let this occur again. " Our English teacher is quite late. So we all laugh and talk until A watcher says, " Girls, here she comes ! And, in the middle of a she-e-e Our teacher enters, and exclaims. " Girls, slop that! Do not she-e-e at me! Do not let this occur again! " So many bells ring through the day. That I forget what each is for, When recreation bell is rung, I quite forget what it is for. A teacher tells me, and she says. " You II get a sign on your door, sure. Do not let ihis occur again ! ' The light winks but I study on. The light goes out ; I take my book And with a candle lit, I go To study in the closet; but I hear a teacher, and ! blow My candle light out; and I think " I 1! not let this occur again. Jeanie Gould . Beatrice KuNTSLER The Search On every Sunday morning As sure as time rolls on. Whenever I start to dress for church My uniform tie is gone! I find my skirt, my coat, my cap. And then start out to search For that truant tie, and wildly say, " How I hale to go to church ! " As I stop a while to try to think Where on earth the thing can be. That awful bell begins to ring. Then my partner calls for me. I run first to my trunk tray And dash those things about — " Oh. if I should go without it Do you think they ' d find it out? " Then I think of Mrs. Phillips! To the bureau drawer I fly And snatch out rats and ribbons, But not that miserable tie. Next, into my handkerchief bag I dive with a deep, sad sigh, And find, in the bottom corner. That exasperating tie! Margaret Caterp. Ora Belle Scarborough . Vergil Clue Senior D. S. 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Blynken and Nod C;tsAR Club WITCHC5 " " • CMDICE 5PmiT5 MILL MOLD mCh CflRMIUOL INTHECHflPEL DCT 31 7:30 O CLOCK Hallowe ' en A Chemical Reaction Acid+Base Salt+Water is a reaction that has been known for a long time, but a new reaction has lately been discovered in which two other substances can be substituted for acid and base. These two compounds are known as teacher and pupil. Teacher is a compound formed of various elements. Power and acid is a radical that imparts to teacher its characteristic quality. It helps it to accomplish anything it wishes to do, and is especially effective in neutralizing pupil. The acid is thought to be acetic since both teacher and acetic acid have a mother. It gives teacher a sour property that turns pupil red. Pupil is a non-sensical compound of which nothing definite has been discovered. It acts very peculiarly in the presence of teacher, its only subjective agent. It also serves to neutralize teacher by its basic qualities of wit. When these two compounds are in the presence of each other, they act m a very disagreeable manner to form a third compound which is known as tears. The density of tears is too great to be retained by pupil and they are given off as a liquid which, when distilled, separates into NaC 1 — HjO, or in plainer terms, salt and water. Carrie Pruitt. Laundry Bag Procession A Change of Attitude ' ' N view of the fact that all are students of a technical school, the lack of proper appreciation of technical training on the part of many of our stu- dents IS deplorable. There are in our school many girls who fall into one or another of the following classes. First, there are those who are indif- ferent to the subject. If domestic art or domestic science work is required of them, they do it, and are satisfied to know that they have made a passing grade. Secondly, there are those who are interested to some extent because the novelty of the thing appeals to them. When examinations are over, and the novelty has worn off, their interest is gone. Thirdly, there are those who are deeply interested, those who are eager for a detailed knowledge of the subject for the purpose of teaching: in other words, those who are in- terested from a standpoint of making money. To such groups I offer the story of the development of my attitude toward the subject, hoping that they may catch sooner than I did a vision of the meaning of training for work in the home. Before I came here to school, my opposition toward the study of domestic art, domestic science, and home crafts in school was marked. The thought of being trained for home-making conflicted seriously with my idea of an education. I felt no little embarrassment when I had to tell my friends that I was going to a technical school (then termed an industrial school) for an education. I read in the catalogue, that this work would be required of every student below the junior class, not connected with the depart- ment of music. I did not stop to consider this statement seriously, however, for I saw- no reason why a girl who was trying to educate herself for a commendable purpose should not be allowed to choose the things she wished to study, as I hoped that I should be allowed to do. I was indignant when I learned that I should be required to devote two periods each day to domestic art; and I think that if I had possessed the extra fee required of music students, I should have chosen to study music in preference to Home Economics. Seeing no way out of it, I submitted to the inevitable; determined, however, to waste no more time or thought on the subject than I was forced to waste. I maintained this attitude for almost a school year. My record for the first term showed a failure. Domestic art meant nothing to me except a thing that robbed me of time which I was anxious to devote to the study of literary subjects; consequently, failure on that subject mattered as little to me as failure on any subject could mean. It was not until I was elected a delegate to represent the ' oung Women ' s Christian Association at a convention in a neighboring state, and learned that I would not be permitted to go because of that one failure, that I gave the matt er any serious considera- tion. My pride was sorely wounded. I felt that I had been done a terrible injury, and for a time my opposition toward technical training in school grew fiercer. Gradually, however. I came to my better senses, and began to realize how wrong my attitude had been. I became penitent and submissive, and worked hard that I might in a measure atone for my failure. Gradually, I developed some little interest m the work, and I dare say that no hero ' s heart ever beat with more pride than mine did when, after I returned home at the close of school, I presented to my chum a tailored shirtwaist all my own making! When I entered my Junior year, after a year ' s absence from school, I was ready to throw my whole self into every phase of my work, and to seek out its deepest mean- ing. I began a study of the home; the history of the home, the planning and furnishing of a home, the caring for a home. Little by little, there is dawning upon me its possi- bilities; its relation to world problems; the bigness of a woman ' s work in the home. My idea of education has been changed to that of all-round development. Now I consider that the woman is most completely educated who is able to meet what her situation de- mands, to find the ideal in the practical, and " to transform into things of beauty the com- mon-place, every-day things of life. " It is this power that the study of Household Arts brings to a woman. Whether we merely advocate it, whether we teach it, or whether we live it, we should appreciate the meaning of technical training, and give to technical subjects their rightful place in the pursuit of our education. F. B. SURLES ' ' . Resolutions Whereas, The all-wise Dr. Palmer, in his broad economic views has seen fit to remove from our midst our beloved Sunday dessert, ice cream, and give us instead a Victrola, therefore, be it Resolved, birst, that we, the girls of the A. G. T. I., do, through the greatest effort. bend our stubborn wills to his, and thereby eat brown pudding instead of ice cream on Sundays; be it further Resolved, Second, that we listen with bowed heads, in thoughtful meditation of what " might have been " while the Victrola is being played. (Signed) CaRRIE PrUITT ' . Wanted — Someone to chloroform me — am too cute. — A, C. Alex (ill, patting his stomach) — I feel lots better since Dr. Wilkinson put de hyperdermic ter me. Old Black Uncle — My wife alius feels gooder after de doctor puts de hydrangea en ' er. Dr. Palmer — I regret exceedingly to announce the illness of our engineer, Mr. Jones-Williams. He is getting along nicely, suffering with rheumatism. What Celia Remembered at Practice Hour Screw the stool down with a vertical motion as high as possible. Regard the piano as a bucking broncho. Take a firm seat and prepare to be thrown. Renounce all Psychology, Chemistry, and Poetry. Have the hands not too large nor yet too small. Vault the hand and arch the eyebrows. Say " Baa, Baa, Black Sheep " three times, and press with the arm until the key is entirely down. Hold the key down for thirty minutes, until the elbow has a trembly feeling; then chain up the dog. While playing, breathe deeply, with your ears laid back. Practice thus for ten minutes a day; take your temperature; lock the piano; steal softly up the back steps to your room, and throw the key out the window. I A DE FrEESE ' ' . Our Youngsters Mrs. F. — Jerome, did Miss Brooke speak to you? Jerome — No, Mama — Mama, don ' t she look like Tar Baby? Jerome (as his mother makes ready to spank him) — I am so tired; I believe Fll sit down. Mrs. Chesnutt, on returning from Studiosis meeting, remarlied to Mr. Ches- nutt, " Mrs. Jones gave us an interesting reading. " Bryce, her little boy, piped up, " Did she tell you anything about Casey? " Miss Brooke (to Jerome Fowler before the match game) — Jerome, what colors IS your father wearing to-day? (Short silence.) What is your father wearing? Jerome (timidly) — Coat and pants. One evening " Uncle Peter " was ringing the dinner bell and little Jero.Tie Fowler was trotting along after him. One of the girls asked: " Jerome, where are you going? " " Nowhere, " he said, " I was just following the band. " Dr. Watson ' s little daughter, on seeing a peddler come up the walk, ran into the house exclaiming: " Papa! Papa! get out your knife quick. Yonder comes a man with a carbuncle on his back. " The Optimistic Elevator T IS true, I am not very attractive from the standpoint of beauty. My four narrow walls are rough, dingy, and pencil-marked, and my wheels and ropes are rusty and black. These faults, however, do not seem to affect my g popularity and usefulness, for I am more sought after and I am of more service than any other agent here. My friend. Truck, who loves to ask favors of me, says that my influence is not half so far-reaching as his. The question rests altogether on what he means by far-reaching. I have watched him at his work and have made inquiries, too, of Mr. Laundry Basket. I find that his influence extends only so far as the dormitory halls are long, and all he has to do is to submit to being rolled back and forth with only a truck or a can in his arms. I believe I desire my influence to be up-liftmg rather than far-reaching. Friend Truck ' s companion never responds to his cheerful " click, click " as he rolls down the halls, but an infinite number of peculiar beings share their joys and sorrows with me. These creatures usually express their joys and sorrows by laughing, crying, dancing, and saymg, " Thank you. " They like to ask such questions as: " What is that little bell on the wall of the elevator for? " " Does this button turn on the light? " and " Has the bell ' rang ' ? " Some outside influences greatly affect these creatures. At regular intervals during the day, there is a rush for my doors. I ha e to be ever alert never to let a toe be broken or a head be bumped, for this seems to be one time when self is forgotten. After careful consideration of this influence, I believe it must be a chapel bell somewhere. Another amusing thing is the influence some few of these creatures have over a large number of the others. A group of the smaller, undeveloped kind may be laughing, jigging, and squealing at a great rate, and be changed suddenly to an attitude of silence and solemnity. The cause of this change seems to be no other than the appearance of an older and wiser-looking being called " Teacher. " The most power- ful source of influence is what they call " Bulletin Boards. " I do not know what kind of boards these are, for I have never seen one, but they tell me that these boards often say: " Gray uniforms to be worn to the lecture to-night, " " No short sleeves or low shoes until April first, " " Get to breakfast within five minutes of the last bell or report to matron with excuse, " " Pay your drug bill at once. " Whatever these boards may be, they do not lack the power of keeping all about here in a turmoil. I have my share of fun with my charges, and my good friend Truck, too. When I get tired of seeing them and carrying them, I go slowly so that they would rather walk. I sometimes lock my doors, too, so that no one but the carpenter can open them. Often I get to rest all of Sunday, " waiting for the carpenter. " Truck thinks I should wait for him when he goes on one of his " far-reaching " journeys, but I often slip on down to rest awhile without him, and he has to await my pleasure when he returns with his burden. On the whole, life is most interesting and pleasant for me. I am certainly being entertained, and I know I am domg something worth while. I suppose friend Truck con- siders himself equally as happy and important. Some may say that such complacency and sense of importance are in keeping with our narrowness. Be that as it may, " In every rank, of great or small, ' Tis industry supports us all. " Emma Ax ' ant ' ' . Sunny Monday — Wash Day More Limericks ' Tis worse than the buzz of mosquito To be roused in ihe morning by Peler, When with music of rings Of his triangle, he brings The message of stale shredded wheat -er. There ' s a curly-head maiden named " Beck, Of hair she had not a speck When first she came here With a wig for head gear; But now her locks come to her neck. Said a Senior one day to a Fresh, " You have on a plum lovely dress. " But the Freshman replied, " I can not have pride. As the garment ' s not mine, I confess. " There was a young teacher, named Willie — To tell you the truth he was silly; He thought he was it, But he surely got bit When he found the girls cared for him — nit! Mr. Wyche, our beloved story teller. Is an all-around jolly old fellow. He makes such a hit With his stories and " It " That we wish him a permanent dweller. Screamed Beasley one morning to Blook Whom with the strength of all forty she shook, " Get up I say, For lis high time of day That your sweet, peaceful dreams you forsook. " Hant " Philosophy N account of three conversations with negroes of Montevallo regarcling their several attitudes toward " hants, ghostes, en sperrits. " Uncle Ben ' s ac- count, Uuncle Frank ' s, and Aunt Juha ' s. The first time I saw Uncle Ben, he was sitting on the front steps of his little hovel, warming his bent, crippled body in the warm winter sunshine. I had heard of his fondness for telling ghost stories, and I asked him, timidly, if he would tell me something " scarey. " The old man looked up at me in a very business-like manner and began ; " ' es, madam, es fur es hants is concerned, I ' se seed many a one in my day. They is strung clean long this here Asheville road fer fo ' miles. But I knows shore en sartin that if a person dies dissatisfied, he ' s goin ' ter come back till he done got whut he ' s wishin ' fer. When I wuz a young slave, my master ' s plantation jined ter Massa Will Brown ' s. He wuz er-bout er middle-aged man, but hed never married. He bed a big plantation en lots of slaves, and twuz said by some that he had piles of money buried somers. One morning, Liza, the maid, went ter call Massa Will ter breakfast. She knocked on the door en hollered, but couldn ' t get no answer. Finally she jes tooken en opened thet door. Well, they say that gal jes give one whoop en rolled down them steps, ker bum. Twan ' t long till all ther house servants wuz gethered round her. But, yer know ther wan ' t er man of ' em thet would venture ter go up dem stairs. When I arrived on the scene, dey tole me thet Liza had seed somethin ' dredful in Massa Will ' s room, but it had scart her so she couldn ' speak. Madam, yes ' m, I went up dem stairs, but my knees wuz jes er little shaky. I peeked in thet do ' , when Lor ' , whut er sight m.et my eyes! Dar wuz Massa Will half er lyin ' on ther bed en half er lyin ' on ther floor, wid his throat cut from side ter side. His whold night dress wuz besplottered in blood. Yes ' m, I wuz scart, but I had enough sense ter tell ther niggers whut wuz in dar. " We gib de alarm en the white folks comed en paid deir respects ter him. Alter dat the plantation wuz sold, but everybody thet went ter live didn ' t stay but one night, en ther wan ' t er nigger in the community thet would go by thet house atter dark. At last er man from out East bought the place, but somehow he couldn ' t be dar the fust night: so he jes sent his wife en two little chilun on while he transacted his business. Well, thet night the little wife wuz waked about twelve er ' clock, by er hammering en er beatin ' on ther door. Besides dar wuz er kinder screechy noise ' round the corners of the windows. She bravely went ter ther door en asked who wuz dar. But t ' want no human person standin ' dar. It wuz Massa Will, jus lack he wuz that morning I fust seed him, cepin ' he could talk, en his eyes wan ' t so glassy. When the lady looked scared, he said: ' You need not fear me altho ' I ' se disceased ter lib naturly. Dar er two men livm ' in this very settlement thet kilt me fer my money. If you will hev them taken up in court, I ' ll make you er present of this plantation en er pot of gol. ' Come wid me en I will sho you whar ther gol ' lies. ' " Ther lady went with him ter the back of ther garden whar he stopp ' d en taken ' two httle sticks, an ' stuck them in ther groun; ' he said, ' Here is one pot fer you, but this other pot you must give ter er friend er mine. ' " Ther lady did ther things ther hant said. Ther men were proven guilty. She come into possession of ther property. No, that hant never did come back, he had got his wishes satisfied en twan ' t no usen ter bother ' bout no more. " " Yer say yer want me ter tell yer a ghos ' tale? Yer ain ' t ever seed one? Huh! thet ain ' t no reason why yer shouldn ' b ' heve in em. But I ' ll tell yer, ter begin wid, ther ain ' t nobody thet can see ' em, but them thet is bawn ter see em. I knows I ' se bawn ter see em casin I been sein ' ' em er good many years. Yer mayn ' heerd bout dis hant story I gwine tell. One night I wuz er settin ' by ther kitchen fiar of the big house. (I guess yer knows I usen ' ter ' blong ter Massa Frank King). Well, ez I wuz er sayin, ' I wuz er settin ' by ther fiah, when I heerd Miss Lucy callin ' me. Want nobody in ther house thet night ' cepin ' me en Miss Lucy, en Liza, the house gal. When I heerd her er callin ' , I went in ther big room wher Miss Lucy wuz, en I axed her whut the trouble mought be. She say she hear somethin ' out on ther front piazza. I listen en I hear it, too, so I goes out dar. Miss Lucy went to der door wid me. I seed ther biggest hant I ever hed seed. It looked jus ' lak er white camel; it wuz standin ' dar at thet corner of ther house whar they say is some money hid. I went toward ther vishun, but it jes pinted ter ther wall en vanished out er sight. I went runnin ' back ter Miss Lucy, en I say, ' Miss Lucy, did yer see thet hant? ' I tole her how its apperance wuz, but she jes ' laffed en said I wan ' t well, er wan ' t wake from my nap by the fiah. She said she never seed nothin ' mysterous out dar. Now she couldn ' t see thet hant casin ' she want bawn to see em. But I seed it, en thet ain ' t ther las ' time I ' se seed it. ' Bout er month ergo I seed another vishun, ez I wuz er passin ' long by thet ole house. Thet wuz old Marse King ' s hant. Can ' t no- body see thet hant cep ' in ' me. He ' s been hangm ' roun ' ever sence he fell out of thet peach tree en disceased to lib. He is scart somebody ' ll git the money he ' s got hid roun ' thet old house. This sho ' is ther truth bout ole Marse, case yer see I wuz bawn ter see his hant. " I ' member another night when ther wan ' t nobody there cep ' in ' me en Ole Mistis. 1 he hants seem mo ' apt ter be ' roun ' when ther ain ' t meny folks in ther house. I wuz er finishin ' up ther las ' dishes in ther kitchin when Mistis comed into ther room kinder easy- lak en said almost in er whisper, ' Frank, I heerd somethin ' lak somebody gwine up the stairs. Go up thar, en see who ' tis! ' I sez, ' Do yer reckon, Mistis, ' tis er hant? ' But she says kinder scornful-lak, ' Frank, do you think I ' d b ' lieve ther wuz er hant in my house? ' Well, yer see Ole Mistis hed ' n never seed no hants casin ' she want bawn to see em. An ' she ' s ]es ' lak some other folks thet won ' t b ' lieve less ' n she sees. I went up them steps, but I wuz mos ' scart ter deth, and peared lak my knees wuz gwine ter gib way ebery step I taken. The fust room I went in wuz black ez my han ' , en the win ' wuz er kinder moanin ' roun ' ther winder. But it ' peared lak ter me I could hear some- body er moanin ' roun, ' fust in ther room wid me, then in t ' other room. I follered the soun ' in dar, en commandin ' my speech es bes ' I could, I sed, ' Who ' s in dis room? I ' se done hearn yer creepin ' bout; speak out, suh! ' Eberything wuz still ez midnight fer er minit; then ober in ther fur corner, I heerd somethin ' go ' clink-clink-clink-ity-clink. ' Ez sho ez I ' m libin ' somebody wuz countin ' out money over dar. I jes ' struck er light, en looked over dar en says, ' Now I guess I ' ll see who yer is! ' But. Lor ' , this is ther truth ef I ever tole it, ther wan ' t nobody viserble in thet room, but ther countin ' went on jes ther same — ' clink-clink-clink-ity-clink. ' I jes ' gib one square whoop en got myself down them steps, case I ain ' t fer livin ' with hants. I didn ' t see thet hant case I wan ' t bawn ter see that speshul one, but I knowed thar wuz one in dar, all de same, if Ole Mistis did say ' twan ' t nothin ' ' cep ' in ' de shutter er bangin ' . I guess I knows ther dif- funce twixt bangin ' shutters en clinkin " dollars, ef I ain ' t nothin ' but an old black nigger. " When I asked Aunt Julia to tell us a real ghostly story about the infirmary, she threw up her hands in dismay and said: " Now, how do you think I ' se gwine tend ter my ' leven chillun en two sets er twins, and tell you er story? " After some persuasion from us, she sat down on the steps and proceeded with her story: " I ' se been livin ' heah er powerful long time, and I ' se hearn lots of cur ' us things ' bout dat ole house whar dey puts you when youse sick. Now dis ain ' t sayin ' I b ' lieve in hants, but I ' se tellin ' you whut dey done tole me. I guess you seed dat little lean, slim place of er grave-yard behin ' de old house? Well, I ' se been hearn tell how folks dat b ' lieves in hants can see lights gwine frum dat grave-yard todes de house; now dat aint nothin ' but old Marse King gwine ter count his money dat he hid fo ' he went to war. as, day say shonuff dat dere is a pot o ' gole hid down dar. A good many folks done been tryin ' ter git dat gole, but it sho is strange. You see, ever ' time anybody goes down dar dey feels hot air gushin ' in dere faces, and de do ' it jus ' bangs shut fo ' dey can git in no piece. They hears chains rattlin, ' and er groanin ' jes lak somebody er dyin ' . Dat ' s ther only tale I knows ' bout the infirm ' ry, but I ' se hearn say ez how dere was once er black woman dat libed with dem Kings. Now she had a boy dat was mighty onruly. In her las ' sickness, when he was speshully onruly she said if she ever got up she wuz gwine to gin dat boy one mo ' good whuppin ' . She died, and one day the boy wuz gwine long in dem woods jes back of dat old pond, an he want thinkin ' ' bout his ma comin ' down. But his ma come in the ' pearance of a buzzard, yes ' m, she did. She jes flopped down on dat boy an ' beat him wid her wings and claw ' d him, tell he wuz mos ' dead. No ' m, he didn ' t die frum the effects of it. I guess he ' s lammin ' round ' in dis world sommers, yit. Now, I ain ' t sayin ' dis is so, ' cause I ain ' t never seed no ghostes. Whut makes Hants, anyhow? I know dis, you can be a walkin ' long, and all of a sudden you feels hot steam risin ' roun ' yer so you can ' t get ye ' breaf good. Whut is dat? " They tell us. Auntie, we are often nearer the spirit world than we think. " " Now, ain ' t yer talkin ' ? " Orrie Stitt . Evelyn Beasley . Extract from Preparatory Theme: The first Thanksgiving was held by the pilgrims who came over on the steamship Mayflower to settle the New England states. It was held under the great oak trees in the wilds of Mass., and William Penn made a treaty with the Indians. Parkers? Yes, five of them — Elaine is fat; Estelle is slim; Inez is little; Bernice is trim; And poor little Lois is " prim. ' -L. P. Preparatory reproduction of " The Lady of Shalott, " after the first hearing: She went and got into the canoe and sailed down the river, and on her way she wrote a book and put her name on the back " Lady of Shalott. " They knew who she was by the book she wrote. Montevallo Sunsets w ; EMORIES that will remain with us long after others connected with our school life are forgotten will be the beautiful sunsets. When, in after years, we are wandering far from the dear haunts of our school days, a glance at the horizon at sundown will bring visions of other sunsets witnessed th the keenest delight as we strolled about the campus, or down the old road leading to Aldrich. We know the sunsets are peculiarly lovely here, and we do not seek for explanations after giving nature her share of the praise. She has given Montevallo ideal sites, par- ticularly the high hills, and such a clear, pure atmosphere that it almost seems as if we might walk to the top of that distant hill and fold our arms about that ball of glowing fire. At times, haziness of atmosphere adds to the beauty, for then the colors of the sky, moun- tains, and fields are more subdued and harmonious. I have seen the hazy blue of the distant mountain fade so imperceptibly into the blue of the after-sunset as to make the point of their blending indistinguishable. Words can not paint the beauty of these sunsets. Ever varied, ever changeable, they are a constant source of delight and pleasure. One particularly lingers in my memory. The September day had been hot and oppressive, with a hint of a coming storm. Late in the afternoon a dense black cloud hovered in the west, presently breaking and sending upon the earth a typical summer shower. But by and by there came a change. The earth was bathed in a flood of gold. Gold dewdrops hung from every leaflet; gold streamlets trickled merrily down every hillside. The sun had just emerged from under a pall of black and was sending forth sunbeams to tell the world of his ad- vent. They were frolicking gaily on the edges of the bright clouds, outlining them with a rim of dazzling gold. Bit by bit, these clouds broke into fragments, each taking a tint a little different from its neighbor. Deeper and deeper burned the great ball of gold, until it was gold no longer, but a burning mass of fiery red; and all the heavens and the earth below were of the same hue. Deeper, yet deeper, now a dull copper; and at last It faded from sight beyond the hills. " All IS still; no wind at twilight blows. Shuts the evening like a crimson rose; Night comes like a nun. " Mariglen Cornelius ' -. Wouldn ' t the A. G. T. I. Girls Be Surprised To hear Mr. Chesnutt laugh? To hear Mr. Henderson say, " You readily see this? " To hear Miss Powers play ragtime in chapel? To hear Mrs. Jones say, " Girls, I have the floor? " To hear Miss Stallworth say, " Girls, do hurry; the period will soon be over? ' To hear girls cough during a lecture? To see Miss Powers wear her dresses to her ankles? To see Clarice and Elaine together? To see the Seniors beat the Juniors in a game of ball? To see three little Freshmen hang around Miss Beane? To see Miss McMahon come to her meals on time? To know that Mr. Fowler gave each girl a chance to recite? To know why Bianca came back to school this year? To hear Miss Brooke say, " Girls, have you any questions this morning? " To hear Miss Crumpton say, " Girls, be specific — that is promising? " To see Miss Poynor put on her military air? To see Dr. Palmer play " It " with the girls? To see Beatrice R ' s blue Peter Tom? To hear Beth say, " Hello, Darling? " To see Blanche come out with a psyche? To hear Sadie Dunlap talk about those S. U. banquets? To hear Marie Dorsey tell of her dreams? To see Pug paint? To hear Mabel and Lottie carry a tune? To see Miss Randolph wear a pink bow? arper grin? Sub -Seniors ., « e: , rf_ . j. ,id , ;ii . _ J 4-« at " « t i?-. The Club House Po t diurii A CUfn . Campus Scene Here ' s to the A. G. T. I. To all that It holds; Here ' s to the peace, the happiness. Which it enfolds; Here ' s to the teachers, Long may they live; To each one, one and all, A hearty toast 1 give. Ruth BartonP. COOK WITH CAS LEAfn-BALL ' ■ " ' ' ' Vi DAN4 , Li WiW;I-»iJJtt..i.U,. .i«ll«JHl|-yia;v )e Annuals and Catalopues X e make a specialty of work of this C character. Get our samples and prices. V« BUSH- K REBS C OM PANY 408W.Main Si. ° " " ' Louisville, Ky. Davies -Jeter Mercantile Co. D, ealers in General Merchandise MONTEVALLO, ALABAMA To our patrons, through whose influence and kind words we have become belter known over the state, we take this opportunity of giving thanks. To strangers we extend a cordial invitation to visit our store and see for yourselves that in return for patronage we give prompt and courteous service, satisfactory goods and style in clothes. In our many departments you will find Dress Goods, Fancy Notions, liigh-class Millinery, Lingerie Dresses for the girl graduate. Morning Frocks of Gingham, Ratine and Serge, Evening Dresses of Crepe de Chine and Char- meuse. Bargains in Laces, Underwear and Embroidery Goods; Furniture, House- hold Articles of all kinds. Hardware and Fancy Groceries. Just remember that at DAVIES-JETER S you can buy everything from the cradle to the grave. HOOD WHEELER FURNITURE COMPANY In the field of matrimony much depends upon the choice of a mate. To choose unwisely here is fatal. Next in importance to the choice of a mate is the choosing where to buy the fur- nishings for the home. If the choice be " Hood Wheeler " no mistake will have been made, and one more satisfied cus- tomer will be added to our list. Young ladies, we extend to you our very best wishes for the future. May happiness and great prosperity be yours and when you reach that most interesting stage of life where two lives blend in one, do not forget your friend, the Hood j Wheeler Furniture Company. BIRMINGHAM, ALABAMA A girl is not like a tree — you can not tell how old she is by counting her rings. Ruby Alverson will guard the library from 6 to 7 on Thursday. Two men wanted to get across a river. If James Woodrow Wilson, would Teddy bear Taft? Alabama Polytechnic Institute " A. u B u R isr " The Oldest School of Technologic in the South. 69 Professors and Instructors. 810 Students 20 Well Equipped Laboratories. Next Session Begins Wednesdag, Sept. 10, 1913. NEW BUILDINGS : Smith Dining Hall, Carnegie Library, Agricultural Hall. Broun Engineering Hall, Dairy and Horticultural Laboratories and Greenhouses. DEPARTMENTS: I. College of Engineering and Mines— Civil, Electrical, Mechan- ical and Mining Engineering, Architecture, Mechanic Arts, Technical Drawing, Machine Design, etc. II. College of Agricultural Sciences — Agriculture, Horticulture, Anima Industry, Botany, Entomology, Chemistry and Metallurgy, Pharmacy. III. Academic College — History, English, Mathematics, Latin, German, French, Physics and Astronomy, Political Economy, Psychology- IV. College of Veterinary Medicine. EX.PENSES : Free tuition to residents of Alabama, $20.00 to non-residents. Board in Dor mitory and with private families. For Catalogue and Further Information, address GHAS. a THAGH. LLD. President AUBURN, ALABAMA What is Miss Vickers ' strongest trait of character? Wills. What is Mr. Henderson ' s favorite fruit? (Per) Simmons. Wanted — Sixty more golden seconds to every minute. — Miss Crumpton. t J. B. ELLIS, President R. D. NEELY. Secretary The Union Iron Works Company MANUFACTURERS ENGINES, BOILERS AND CARS Locomotives Rebuilt a Specialty. SELMA, ALABAMA WILEY ' S BIRMINGHAM, ALA. Ask your druggist for Wiley ' s Candies when you buy any. There is nothing better made. Delivered fresh from our factory at Birming- ham Daily. Visit our beautiful Retail Store and Tea Room when you come to Birmingham. 1 W. B. STRONG DRUGGIST DEALFR H j Drugs, Drug Sundries, Stationery Toilet Articles, etc. AGENT FOR Steers Candies — The Best Telephone 21 MONTEVALLO, - ALABAMA Eat Walkers Bread and Live Alwags. StLLMA BAKERY Out-of-Town Orders Solicited- j Campbell Drug | Company Next to Post Office DEALERS IN 1 Drugs, Druggist Sundries, j 1 Stationery, Toilet Articles, Etc. AGENCY FOR Nunnaily ' s Delicious Candies, Fresh by Express every week. Sutton ' s Ice Cream Best by Test Phone 41. Send us your Films for ' Developing and Printing, t Mail orders given prompt I and careful attention. Send I for price list and sample of { work. 1 Grillith Schlegel j EVERYTHING PHOTOGRAPHIC 318 N. Twentieth Street BIRMINGHAM. - ALABAMA. Miss Rembaugh — Have these chickens been cleaned? Uncle Peter — Yes, mum. They was doing nothing but washing themselves at morning before they was killed. Marion Institute MARION, ALABAMA SUMMER SESSION BEGINS JULY 1, 1913. COURSES OPEN TO YOUNG WOMEN AS WELL AS YOUNG MEN. 1. BUSINESS COLLEGE COURSES in Shorthand, Bookkeeping, Typewriting, Banking, and Office Training. Complete Equipment, Expert Instruction, and delightful social hfe with freedom from the disadvantages of a large city. Personal atten- tion and individual instruction. This Course is Especially Designed for Young W omen W ho W ish a Thorough Business Education for High Salaried Positions. Tuition and Board Less Than in the Large Cities. 2. COLLEGE COURSES to prepare young women and young men for college entrance and advanced standing in the universities. 3. ARMY AND NAVY COURSES for young men who desire expert coaching for the United States Naval Academy at Annapo- lis and the United States Military Academy at West Point. For full information of Courses, conditions of admission, and expenses, address H. O. lURFEE, Superintendent MARION. ALABAMA When in Montevallo call at Yeager Studio Work for Schools and Colleges a Specialty We make the pictures for TEGHNALA and A. G. T. 1. Hotel Florence H. M. Burt, Manager Rates $1.00 to $3.00 per day European Plan I The Parisian 1908 Third Avenue Leaders in Quality, Style, and Low Prices for Ladies ' Ready - to -Wear and Millinery School Girls Find AT ROGAN ' S j anything they need in the i Furniture line, also in the j t Fancy Grocery and Gon- ♦ j fectionary department . . j Everything Good to Eat Birmingham, Alabama | Corner Main and Depot Sts. Miss Crumpton (at home, coming down to breakfast rubbing her eyes) — I cer- tainly did sleep well last night. Uncle — " Dis is de nigger dat slept. " CAPSTONE OF THE PUBLIC SCHOOL SYSTEM OF ALABAMA LETTERS, SCIENCE, ENGINEERING, EDUCATION, LAW, MEDICINE. SUMMER SCHOOL A Standard Institution of Learning. Modern Buildings and Equipment. One Hundred Instructors. One Thousand Students. All friends of higher education in Alabama are invited to consider the impartial and expert classification of the University of Ala- bama by the National Bureau of Education at Washington and by the Carnegie Foundation at New York, the only recognized standardizing agencies of the country. President Pritchett, of the Carnegie Foundation, referring to the academic department, characterizes the work as " of the first grade, while the engi- neering school is described as " of standard excellence. " Expenses exceedingly moderate. Next session begins September 5th, 1913. For catalogue, address GEO. H. DENNY, M. 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Wholesale and Retail PIANOS 1021 Noble Sircet Phone 467 J. H. SNODGRASS, Manager Tailor Suits Should be French Dry Cleaned ASK US WHY Be .sure to send them to those who Itnow how STEWART ' S DYEING AND CLEANING WORKS SELMA, ALA. We pay express and parcel post one way on $2.50. Both ways on $5.00 or more. HARRY BRISLIN The Bicycle Hopital Agent for Crescent. Yale and National Bicycles. We make a Specialty of the mosL Dirticijll Repairs on Bicycles. SELMA, ALA. V.B.ATKINS GROCERY AND COMMISSION COMPANY Wholesale Grocers and Cotton Commission Merchants Dislribuling Agents lor OWENSBORO WAGONS SELMA, - - ALABAMA Miss Read — When was Mozart born? Music Pupil— In 82 B. C. Miss Read — What do you mean by the B. C. ? Pupil — I mean bass clef. SPENCER BUSINESS COLLEGE Miss Berrier entered our College on January 7tli, and at the end of 17 days took the following letter of 104 words in one minute, new matter, and transcribed it perfectly as follows: " Birmingham, Ala., Jan. 31, 1913. " Mr. William Johnson, Atlanta, Ga. " Dear Sir ; Your letter of the 24th inst. just received. We will send the goods to you by the first last train. If the goods are all right wire me, if not, return them to me and 1 will nil the order with our new goods. " 1 want to please all of our customers for we expect a large business next year. " 1 shall write you as soon as our new goods arrive, and will also send you sam- ples of same. " We wish you great success in your business, and if 1 can help you in any way please let me know. " Yours truly. Save one half the time and cost by learning our modern system of Short- hand and Bookkeeping. Average time to complete one of our courses 6 to 10 weeks. There is a constant demand for our students. Spencer Chartier sys- tem of Shorthand is the easiest, best, most perfect, thorough, accurate and wonderful system ever devised. OUR MOTTO: " SUCCESS IS BORN OF ENTHUSIASM; ENTHUSIASM IS BORN OF MERIT. " MISS EUGENIA BERRIER. o( Waco. Ga.. wrole 104 words per minute al the end of 17 days study of sfiorthand. S. A. ELLIS, President 214 ' , and 216 ' , Norlh 20lh St. BIRMINGHAM, ALA. The Anniston Citg National Bank ANNISTON, ALA. Capital and Surplus $ 330.000.00 Deposits .... 1,050,000.00 We will be glad to have submitted to us any proposition relating to bank- ing, and we are prepared to offer to the public every facility in keeping with safe and conservative principles. INTEREST PAID ON SAVINGS AND TIME DEPOSITS. MUSIC 1 THOS. E. KILBY, 1 Presidenl Wm. H. McKLEROY Vice-Presidenl 1 JAS. KEITH, JR. 1 Vice-President C. D. WOODRUFF. Cashier 1 R. F. SMITH. S. L. GALBRAITH. Assl. Cashier F. M. LYNCH Diamond Merchant and Jeweler We can supply you with everything in music at the very lowest prices. TRY US Violins Banjos Guitars Cornets Mandolins Flutes Saxophones Clarinets Strings and all musical accessories- Mail orders promptly filled. 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Fond Recollections (With apologies to Wordsworth) How dear to my heart are the parts of my uniform, When fond recollections present them to view. The waist, the tie, the long gray coat. The wide gray (?) skirt of a purple hue; The shoes which were made of leather, not cloth, With buttons not on but raggedly off, And e en the old four-cornered cap which hung m the closet, The old black cap, the moire-bound cap. The dust-covered cap, which hung in the closet. Rebecca Bakers HE INSTITUTION depicted above is, in our opin- ion, no small factor in making this publication a credit to the Alma Mater of those to whom its issue is a work of love. Relatively, as much careful thought has been devoted here to the material development of the literary and artistic id eals of its editors and contributors as she has lovingly bestowed upon their mental and moral training. 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Miss Stallworth (at Current Events Club, when no leader had been appointed) — As I am the only person here, I suppose I will have to lead. Rebecca — Miss Simmons and Miss Searcy surely did retire early last night. Alice — Yes, when I passed their room they were snoring a duet. Miss Simmons took the soprano. Oh, Sleep! it IS a gentle thing. At morning when the bell doth ring! — G. T. Emma Hale — I am so miserable. Nobody loves me. Marie — You oughtn ' t to say that, because MacMahon. If a house and lot are worth $5,000, what is a Stallworth? If you think Pug Green, do you think Blanche Smartt? Mother (scolding son) — Jimmy, I saw you slap your little sister this morning, and you — " JiMMIE (interrupting) — I don ' t see how you did ' cause I sure did tie my cap over the key hole. Ask Mary Stallworth if she knows how parsley looks. Ask Ruth Wilks about her little wooden whistle that wouldn ' t whistle. BUY j AMERICAN LADY I Sh oes AND Slippers OF C. L. Meroney £? Co. Montevallo, Alabama Hood Grocery Company Wholesale Grocers Full Line. Right Prices. We solicit the Patronage of Merchants only. 2309-2311 Morris Avenue. BIRMINGHAM, ALABAMA Vf linish your snaps and sell Kodaks and iilms TRESSLARS STUDIO MONTGOMERY, ALABAMA Wilson ' s Dye Works -THE HOUSE OF QUALITY ' Your clothing when Dry Cleaned by us can always be kept in perfect condition for wear— clean, bright, free from creases andwrinhles. and perfectly pressed, if after wearing you will send to us. We have the largest plant in the South. WILSON ' S DYE WORKS, Gleaners and Dyers. SELMA. ALA. CHAS. J. HOUSER. JAMES. KEITH. JR. President Vice-President O. M. ALEXANDER. Cashier City Bank and Trust Co. Capital $100,000.00 Anniston, - Alabama JOHN G. McKAY JEWELER Official Watch Inspector for Western Railway of Alabama. SELMA, ALABAMA E. H. HOBBS JEWELER AND OPTICIAN AGENT EASTMAN KODAKS Etowah Trust Savings Bank GADSDEN, ALABAMA CAPITAL $200,000,00 STATE AND COUNTY DEPOSITARY J. B. WADSWORTH, J. W. PENN. President Vice-President R. M. WILBANKS. Cashier FITZPATRICK ' S CAFE For Ladies and Gentlemen OPEN DAY AND NIGHT MONTGOMERY. - . ALABAMA WE SELL COMPLETE KITCHEN EQUIPMENTS FOR THE RESIDENCE, HOTEL. AND INSTITUTION. SPIRO HARDWARE COMPANY BIRMINGHAM. ALA. SELMA, ALABAMA DR. FAIN E. WEBB DENTIST PIEDMONT. ALABAMA DR. A. K. PARKS DENTIST MONTEVALLO, ALABAMA Miss Keys — What is the purpose of LiLLIE M — To illustrate the vicious this recipe? (viscous) quality of gelatin. The Parcels Post Brings You Closer Than Ever to BIRMINGHAM AND TO Loveman, Joseph y Loeb Soph (on way to class) — Quick, tell me something about the Holy Grail. Junior — I don ' t know about the o lj Grail, but a grail is something like a part- id ridge. Two teachers with suffixes " Mac " Never have lime, las, alack! To don all iheir clothes, Or to powder their nose, In lime for our grand morning snack. Our " jack of all trades is named Alex, By the school he ' s considered a relic. He builds fires and rings bells. Which when good news it tells, To our hearts he ' s somewhatly angelic. Announcement on Bulletin Board — Everyone is requested to attend the lecture this evening. Dr. Palmer (after the lecture) — Fm delighted to see so many out this e ening. I The First National Bank j Rosemont Gardens of Birmingham Capital . . $1,500,000 Surplus . $1,500,000 Interest paid in savings department OFFICERS W. p. G. HARDING. President J. M WOODWARD, Vice-President THOMAS HOPKINS, Cashier THOMAS BOWRON, Assl. Cashier J. H. BARR. V,ce-Pres,dent F. S. FOSTER, Asst. Cashier J. K. FLEMING, Asst. Cashier J. E. OZBURN. Secretary Savings Department J. H. WETMORE, Auditor. W B PATTERSON, Proprietor Cut Flowers and Designs Made up on Short Notice Any Day in the Year. Correspondence Soliciied. Any suggeslions lor Wed- dings, etc., clieerlully lurnished. ROSES AND CARNATIONS A SPECIALTY. TELEPHONES: fj), !™ " " = " ' " " " ■ JDU Ir, m o p. m. to 6 a. m. GREENHOUSE— Southwest Corner Oak Park CITY STORE— 116 Dexter Avenne. MONTGOMERY, ALABAMA Wm. G. MONTGOMERY. President J. R. DEWBERRY Sec. ' Treas. Dewberry Montgomery Stationery Company Engineers ' and Architects ' Sup- plies, Blank Books and Office Furniture, Typewriter Papers, Carbons and Ribbcns. Agents Y. E. Records and Veiiica F ' ing System SCHOOL SUPPLIES— Blackhoards, Crayons, Erasers Maps, Charts. Globes, Inks, Tablets, Mechanical Drawing Sets and Supplies. WATERMAN ' S FOUNTAIN PENS. The Lalesl in Engraving and Embossing, Crane s and Hurd s Fine Papers and Cards. 2014 SECOND AVENUE BIRMINGHAM, - ALABAMA NO doubt each one of you as stu- dents is busy preparing for your lite worl?. Our life work is buying and selling the very best grades of new and clever merchandise. We, as individuals, can obtain suc- cess, if we are willing to pay the price with our labor, guiding the business or profession by our very best menta ability. ' Now, we would like to get acquain- ted with you by your mail orders, or when visiting Jasper, Alabama, come in our store and see if we can deliver the merchandise. J. M. Hayes Go. Miss P. walked into her class-room while " Uncle " was sweeping. She said, ' Uncle, please don ' t sweep until I get through teaching, as it stirs up so much dust. " Uncle said, " Yep-yep-ye-am. I was just dussin ' a little. " LARGEST AND BEST EQUIPPED GARAGE AND MACHINE SHOP IN THE SOUTH. CENTRAL ALABAMA MOTOR GAR COMPANY DISTRIBUTORS FOR CENTRAL ALABAMA FOR Rambler and K-r-i-t Motor Cars Corner Church and Alabama Streets SELMA. ALABAMA Mr. Henderson (examining c ose jj the new pictures in the art room) — Really, these pictures are fine. Mrs. Howie — Mr. Henderson, they were not made to smell. Come back farther and I think you ' ll like them better. Mr. Henderson (much embarrassed by the correction) — I see, they don ' t bear close inspection. Distance does lend enchantment to the view. Miss Patterson does love us girls so. Johnny (after breaking his mother ' s hand-painted plate, was scolded by his father) — Did you break it on purpose, Johnny? Johnny (with down-cast head) — No, sir; I broke it on the floor. Johnny (after a lecture from his mother on " cuss words " ) — All right. Mother, I ' ll say nuthin ' now but " God " all the time. Grandfather — Harry, I have been teaching you for a week how to tell time, so tell me now, what time it is. Harry (looking around for his grandmother, who always whispered the answer to him, and not seeing her) — Clock stopped, Grandpa. Alabama Girls ' Technical Institute MONTEVALLO, ALABAMA npHE only School of Technology in this - ' - State for girls. Strong Academic and Normal Courses as well as Technical. Healthfully situated, high elevation, purest drinking water, delightful climate, boarding accommodations unsurpassed. Tuition free. Total expenses lower than at any other institution of like grade. 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