V v ' - ' T!!!SSfS ■ V f i t , 1 f . • • V , ' 4 ♦ p m Ode to Wesleyan. v « w ' O Wesleyan, fair Wesleyan, We praise thy name in song. The days may come, the days may go. At thy dear shrine we bend so low, A faithful, Moving throng. O Alma Mater, hail to thee! We soon must leave thy care, Our love for thee is true and strong; That thou may live for ages long ill be our daily prayer. Hurrah for Alma Mater! A toast to thy dear name; Long life to thee, all joy be thine, We drink to thee in life’s rich wine. Thy beauty, power and fame ! i6 i Dedication To Miss Marie Louise Skidmore Conner. iUR deepest tHanKs to you. most generous and cneerful helper, whose Untiring energy and inexhaustible sympathy has been so constantly and willingly expended in the cause of struggling Wesleyan students. No matter what our troubles have been you have never yet failed to respond to whatsoever call we have made upon you. Sole instigator of all our college class spirit, leader of sports and wonderful musician, soul of wit. embodi- ment of fun— whose heart is big enough for every- body-to you. best-loved member of our college house- hold and universal favorite, we most heartily dedicate this book- wrngmmm mm mmm Calendar, 1901 Septenqber 17, Tuesday: Entrance ExarT i nation- Septeniber 18, Wednesday: 8:30 fl. M. Sixty-fourtl Session Begins. Novernber 28. Thursday: Tlianksgiving Day. Decernber 20. Friday: 4 P. M Cliristrnas Holidays Begin Decernber 31. Tuesday : 8:30 R. M. College Exercises Resurne jt 1902 February 1, Saturday: Spring Terrn Begins. April 26, Saturday : Mernorial Day. May 12. Monday : Benefactors’ Day. May 16. Friday: Final Exarninution Begins. May 23, Friday: Literary Society Exl ibition. May 28. Wednesday: Cornrnencennent Day, Salutation j jt j iV ' OS ausuae salutamus: We who are about to dare salute you! and having dared, in the immortal words of the youthful orator, we can only add: “Don’t view us with a critics’ eye, But pass our imperfections by.” Our difficulties liave been many. Few roses have been gathered along the editorial path- way, and even these have not been thornless ; but animated by a loyal affection for our Alma Mater, and sustained by an unfaltering belief in her future greatness, we venture to send our first yearly greetings on its Zig Zag journeys to our friends and well-wishers. The Editors. • 8 BERTHA ADAMS. MARGARET BRYAN, KATHRYN DEAN. KATHERINE EDMONDSON, CLYDE KILLEBREW, LUCY LESTER, MYRA STUBBS, ANNIE E. WILLIAMS, HARRIET WIMBERLY, CAROLINE WOOTTEN (£) ID D ll 9 Business Managers MISS CLYDE KILLEBREW. MISS HATTIE WIMBERLY, Philomathean. h 1 1 ■ MISS MARGARET BRYAN Adeiphian. . Art Editors, MISS KATHRYN DEAN, Philoinathean. MISS CAROLINE WOOTTEN. 12 Literary Editors. jt jt MISS BERTHA ADAMS, Adelphian. MISS ANNIE E. WILLIAMS, Fhilomatliean. 13 ROBERTS HALL. MAIN BUILDING. CIIAl EL. - . ..-..J’. The Faculty yf Rev. J. W. Roberts, A.M., D.D., President “Seney” Mental and Moral Science. — First Honor, Emory College, 1877. Received first Gold Medal awarded at Emory. Finan- cial Secretary of Emory College 1889. Pastor of St. John, Augusta, Ga. Pastor of Trinity, Atlanta, Ga James C. Hinton, A.M., Dean ‘Lovick Pierce’ ' Mathematics and Astronomy. — A.H. Mercer Uni- versity, 1874. A M. University of Georgia, 1877. Princi- pal Mitchell Academy, 1877. Principal Eufaula (Alabama) Graded School, 1878-80. Professor in Georgia Military Insti- tute, i88o-’89. Studied Mathematics at Johns Hopkins i889-’90. Mrs. J. B. Cobb, A.M. English Literature. — Studied Monteagle, Tenn., Chautauqua, X. Y. Courses from Chicago University. Graduated at Wesleyan, 185S. A.l , A.M. First President of Woman’s Foreign Missionary Society of South Georgia Conference, now Corre- sponding Secretary, R.ev. W. B. Bonnell, A M., Secretary of Faculty Natural Science. — A.P. University of Georgia, 1869. Principal Monticello Academy, F la., i872-’74. Principal Orange Street School, Macon, Ga., i874-’75. Natural Science and (ireek, Gordon Institute, Harnesville, Ga., i875-’77. Principal Walker Street School, Atlanta, Ga., i877-’8o. Principal Ivy Street School, Atlanta, i88o- 82. President Georgia Female College, Covington, Ga., i882-’84. English and Natural Science, Anglo- Chinese College, Shanghai, China, i884-’95. R.ev. CKas. R.. Forster, A.M Ancient Languages. — Professor of Ancient Languages, 1879. 1889, 1892. President Centenary College (Mo.), i 2-’96. Profes- sor Latin, i896-’99. Daniel Koets Modern Languages. — Graduate of Nijmegen College, Nijmegen, Holland, 18%. Tutor in family of Gans Edler Herr Zu Butlitz, Gross Pankum. Germany Student at Hope College, Holland, Michigan, 1898. University of Chicago, 1899. Mrs. M. M. BtirKs, A.B. History. — Student Chicago University and Harvard. Honorary degree conferred by Wesleyan. Miss Emily M. Allen, A.B. Rhetoric. — (Graduate Monroe College, Forsyth, Ga. Honorary de- gree from Wesleyan Female College. Connected officially with missionary work since 1876. Editor Church Periodical. Miss Eloise PicKett, A.B. Principal of Academy. — Graduated First Honor at Wesleyan, 1898. University of Chicago, 1901. President of Senior Class while at Wesleyan. Miss Anna Pitman Prosser Drawing and Painting.— Came to Wesleyan from Paris, France, where she had studied for three years. Laid the foundation of her art education in New York and Chicago For two years in Paris the pupil of Whistler, the great tone-master. For nine years in charge of the Art Department of Howard College, Fayette, Mo. Member of American Woman’s Art Association, Paris. 7 THe Faculty — Continued Edouard Hesselburg Director of Music. — Laureate of the Royal Philharmonique Con- servatory of Music and Honorary member of the Liszt Society. Made his first public appearance at Koenigsberg at the age of seven. Two years later entered Classical Gymnasium in Rus- sia, graduated in all branches of the science at sixteen, studying music at the same time with Prof. Theodore Godeluck. At his graduation he entered the Royal Philharmonique Conservatory being accepted without examination ; received lessons from Pietro Schostakowsky, (director), in person. Received private lessons under Rubinstein. Played before members of the Russian royal family, also before the Crown Prince of Italy and the Crown Prince of Austria. Miss F. Eva Massey, B.M. Piano. — New England Conservatory, three years, graduated 1894. Studied in Berlin, 1898-1900. Taught in Converse College, S. C., 1894-98. Miss Ella Scoble Opperman, A.B. Piano. — Received her earliest musical training from a pupil of Liszt. Received Artist Diploma from Cincinnati Conserva- tory of Music, 1898. Studied in Berlin as private pupil of Jedliczka. Miss May Hollister Piano, Guitar, Mandolin. — Studied five years in Chicago under Kugler and Tomaso. Miss Marie Louise SKidmore Conner Violin and Piano, Harmony, Theory, History of Music. — Studied in Boston and New York Graduated New England Conserv- atory, 1895. Violin — Concert Violiniste. Member of Ladies’ Symphony Orchestra, Boston. Associated with Fadette Orches- tra, Boston. Musical Director Nebraska State Institution for the Blind. First Violin Portland Symphony Orchestra. Honor- ary memljer of the State Federation of Woman’s Clubs. Soloist at Congress of Woman’s Clubs, Trans-Mississippi Exposition. Miss Furlow Anderson Voice Culture. — Studied in Boston at New England Conservatory with Mr. VL L. Whitney, and with Signor Vaunnuccini, Florence, Italy. Taught two years in Whitworth College, Brookhaven, Miss., and one year Baylor University. Miss Florence E. Remsay Voice Culture. — Studied three years in Washington, D. C., under Mrs. E. Z, Perkins, also under Frank H. Tubbs in New York. Miss Ada Evelyn Lewis Elocution and Physical Culture — Graduated Girls’ High School, Atlanta, 1893. Graduated Emerson College of Oratory, 1899. Mrs. Leila Richardson Legg Elocution. — Educated in Oratory at Emerson College. Taught in Dalton College, at Madame Sosnowski’s, Athens, Ga., at Mer- cer University, and in Atlanta. First teacher of Oratory at Wesleyan. Miss Josephine SKaggs Matron. — Educated Synodical Institute, Talladega, Ala., Montgom- ery Infirmary and Medical Training School, 1897. Matron Athens, Ala., 1898. Matron Soule College, Murfreesboro, Tenn , i899-’cx3. Miss Carrie L. Miller Bookkeeper. — Diploma Haven Business College, Germantown, Penn., 1891. For three years secretary to President of Train- ing School, Vineland, N. J. Correspondent for three years in Philadelphia Publishing House. Stenographer to President of Williamson School of Mechanical Trades. Secretary to Lieut. Pratt, Superintendent Carlisle Indian School, Carlisle, Penn. Miss Anne Lyle Stenography and Typewriting. — Secretary to the President. Studied under A. E Briscoe, President Southern Shorthand Business College, Atlanta, Ga. Taught in same school summer of 1900. 18 Senior Class Colors GARNET AND NILE GREEN. Motto WORK BEFORE PLAY. Flower RED ROSE. Yells Boomerhicker, Boomerlacker, Boomerla, Boo ! Senior, Senior, 1902. Boomerlacker, Boomerlacker, Boomerla, Boo! We are good but — Naughty too — (“’02.”) Hippity Hip, Kerzip, Kerzip! Ilippity Hip, Kerzip, Kerzip! Who are, Who are! We are, W ' e are ! Officers Katiierink Edmondson . Bertha Pate Annie E. Williams Mattie Hatcher Bertha Adams M ATI BEL Pore . . . President. . Vice-President. Secretary and Treasurer. Historian. Prophet, Poet, 20 Senior Class BERTHA ADAMS. Local Editor of the U ' esievan 1900. Editor-in- Chief of the ires eytin, 1901. Class Prophet; member of the Adelphean Society ; Literary Editor of ZiG Zag; member of the “Imps ’; Critic of the Alethean Society, 1901; Vice-President of Alethean Society, 1902; member of the Board of Directors of the Alethean Society; Treasurer of Missionary Society. v LOLA COOK. Literary Editor of the if ' es eytm ; nieml er of the Philomathean Society; member of the “Imps ; member of the Board of Directors of Alethean Society; Secretary of the Y. W. C. A., 1901; Reader 8 place; member of Basket-Ball Team. 21 KATHERINE EDMONDSON. Editor-in-Chief of the “Zig Zag ; President ot the Class of 1902; President of the Junior Class of 1901; Censor of the Alethean Society, 1901; Presi- dent of the Alethean Society, Associate Editor of the Wesleyan i9oi- o2; member of the Philoma- thean Society member of the “Imps ; Second Honor. MATTIE HATCHER. Member of the Philomatbean Society; Class His- torian ; member of the Alethean Society ; Reader’s place; member of the ‘Tmps’ ; Secretary of the Y. W. C A., 1901; Winner of the Medal in Oil- Painting, 1901. ! TOMMIE LEE HIGHTOWER. Member of the Philomatbean Society; Second VMce-President of Missionary Society; member of the Board of Directors of the Alethean Society ; Reader’s place; member of the “Imps.” NELLIE KNIGHT. Member of the Philomatbean Society; Critic in the Alethean Society, 1901 ; Censor in the Ale- thean Society; member of the “Imps.” 22 i DELLA MANNING. President of the Aletheaii Society. MARY ADDIE MURPH. Member of the Philomathean Society; Censor in the Alethean Society, 1902; member of the “Imps. C i 2 [T ' U LOUISE PEDDY. Member of the Philomathean Society; member the Alethean Society ; member of the “Imps.” of 23 I nil NKITIE PKACCK ' K. MATIBKL POPE. Mrmt cr of the Adriphrin Society; Treasurer of Alethean Soi ' iety, 1901 ; Secretary of the Alethean Society, 1902; Class Poet; First Honor; Winner of the Junior Composition Medal, 1091. £ 24 LUCY SIMPSON. 25 LILME WILLIAMS. Vice-President of the Alethesn Societr, MARY SIMS WHEELER. Member of the Philomathean Society; Business Manaf er of the Wesleyan; member of the Ale- Ihean Society. HATTIE WIMBERLY. Member of the Philomathean Society; Business Manajjer of Zio Zag; Exchange Editor of the li ' es evan; member of the Alethean Society; member of the “ Imps;” Treasurer of the Mission- ary Society ; member of the Basket-Ball Team. ANNIE E. WILLIAMS. Member of the Philomathean Society; Associate Editor of the Wesleyan. 1901; Literary Editor of Zig-Zag; President of the Alethean Society, 1901; Editor-in-Chief of the Wesleyan 1902; Secretary and Treasurer of the Class of 1902; Critic in the Alethean Society, 1902 ; President of the Missionary Society ; Vice-President of the Ale- thean Society; Reader’s place; member of the Basket-Ball Team. 26 Class Song (Tune — Auld Lanp Syne.) Of all ttie classes gone before Tl ere’s rione so tried and true, Our nances will live foreverrx ore, Tile Class of 190Q Exanqs Iriave troubled Us not at all, We’ve inade an easy pass, fl Dip will be tl e rigfit reward For tfiis rnost brilliant class. Cfiorus. — Tlie Class of 1902, Tl|e Class of 1902, Our nuitis will live Tl e Class of 1902. Our ligl ts are out eacii nigllt at ten— Reproofs l ave been but few. We ' ve never flirted witl: tl e rnen. But done wt|at we ouglit to do. We tliat wear tne green and red. Bid you a fond adieu. We are tlie class tl at always led. We Seniors, 1902. rqy dear, forever nqore. K. E. and M. H 27 Class History of 1902 JK Shine out, fair Sun, till I have bought a glass, That all may see the Seniors shadows pass. There are histories and histories ; but I am not going to tire the audience by giving them a long history of the Senior Class ; nor am I going to give a short one, such as ‘‘Greene’s Short History of the English People”— concise in two thousand and fifty pages. We of the Class of 1902 greet you with a past record of which we have no cause to be ashamed. That we are brilliant and good goes without saying, and we live up to our motto: “ Work before play.” From the Academy to Freshman we have toiled, gaining in number till we have become Seniors. And now 1 will tell you a bit of individual history about e ch member of the Class of “ Naughty-Two,” t ina Van Meter, from the village of Kingston, in North Georgia, is the musical genius of the class, for she has not only received her diploma in that branch, but is now taking a post-graduate course. She entered Wesleyan after attending college in Rome, Ga., and she must have been ” Shorter” in knowledge, for she had to take her place among the Freshmen. Think not that Ina’s musical talent is her only possession, for her bril- liancy shines forth in another direction. Along time ago, while studying physics, she astonished the class by imparting the infor- mation that Benjamin Franklin discovered electricity and invented lightning. Procrastination, thy name is Mary Sims Wheeler. She is constitutionally opposed to work of all kinds, |and takes for her motto the maxim (slightly revised) of our American sage, Ben Franklin — Late to bed, and still later to rise, Makes a girl healthy, wealthy, and wise. Mary Sims has a wonderful knowledge of the Bible, as was recently shown. While studying Bible lesson one day, a friend was quoting the speech of Ruth to Naomi, “W ' hither thou goest I will go,” etc. Mary Sims listened intently, and then said: “Yes; that’s real cute. I see you have been reading the ‘ Love Letters of a Musician.’ ” On seeing a reference to Dumas’s novel “Les Trois Mousquetaires,” she said shecouldn’t understand how a man could write a whole book on three mosquitoes. « Hattie Wimberly has lived about in the State at large, but is just now residing in Oglethorpe. If she were not a preacher’s granddaughter, she says, she would be tempted to play euchre; for when hearts are trumps Jack is the right bower. After attending Sousa’s concert, Hattie was heard to say that she wanted to marry a man with legs like Sousa. Once, in Zoology, Professor Bonnell asked for an example of the amphibia. “ Kangaroo,” re- sponded Hattie promptly; it should have been tadpole.” She is sarcastic at times in discussing things in general, but not with her friends 28 t Leonora Williams is the daughter of a Meth’ dist preacher, and as a result has lived about in spots, but iicw she comes from Way-a-cross Georgia. Leonora will tell you she was “born and bred” at Wesleyan, which statement is not incorrect, as she has been here as long as the memory of man goes back. In fact, she has become so attached to the place that next year she will take a post-graduate course, and after- wards apply for a position as a teacher. Her imagination is the wonder of us all, and, in fact, it runs away with her at times, and marvelous tales result. Leonora used to be really bright ; but after associating with Bertha Pate, a great change took place in each. No prophet is needed to declare Leonora’s fate, for already she has read her horoscope. One day, in Logic, Mrs. Cobb asked her to discuss separable and inseparable accidents, taking herself for an example. She recited thus: “Now, clothes may be taken as an example of separable accident ; but ny name is an inseparable accident, because it can’t be changed ♦ Bertha Pate came to Wesleyan from Cor- dele four years ago, and has been unable to tear herself away. She is a member of the Senior Glee Club, and has mastered the art of playing the violin. There is little need of speaking at any great length of Bertha, for one much wiser has aptly described her — “As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean.” ♦ Della Manning, or “Aspiring Della,” as she is more commonly known, is an accomplished musi- cian, and often have our study-hours been bright- ened by the li iuid notes of the jew’s-harp under Della’s skillful management. She has always been very innocent of Ethics, until Mrs. Cobb called on her for the passage concerning “Mar- riage and the breaking of engagements,” which she recited so ably as to astonish her hearers. This must have recalled the past, for we came near losing Della last year; but she is still with us, and will get her diploma. t Mary Adele Murph and peaches are indigenous to the soil of Marshallville, and nowhere does she betray her “peachy” qualities as on the ball ground. Since coming to Wesleyan as a Fresh- man she has lived a life of ease, worrying about nothing, her favorite expression being, “Nobody cares.” When she was quite small her mother used to make her cap strawberries, and bnding that something more than caps disappeared she set about devising some means of protecting the berries. As she could not be in the room all the time, she hit upon the plan of requiring Mary Addie to whistle all the time she was busy— knowing that eating and whistling could not go on at the same time. The train, ing must have been good, for her proficiency in the art is remark- able. Mary Addie considers herself a great wit, and countless puns has she inflicted upon her innocent friends. One night, when sev- eral girls were going to a debate at Mercer, they passed a young man standing very erect and dignified. One of the girls remarked, “ That boy looks like a statue of liberty,” to which Miss Murph eagerly replied. “ Give me liberty, or give me death.” 29 Lillie Anchor Williams joined our class this year. She does not take all of our studies, but will get her diploma. She is truly the flower of the Senior Class, “ the fairest of ten thou- sand-one altogether lovely. Her voice is re- markably sweet, and was never heard to better advantage than on April Fool’s morning, when she and the Faculty gave us a chorus. Being very much troubled with rats, Lil left her com- position-book. It had the desired effect, for it was decidedly rough on rats. “ A daughter of the gods, divinely tall, And most divinely fair, is Annie E. Williams, who seemingly considers it her duty to uphold the dignity of the Senior Class She is of the opinion that all tall people should be dignified, and certainly lives up to that idea, although we are sure it is hard for her to assume so much. She comes from Ethridge, Ga., and is therefore a full-fledged country girl, though no one could think so, for, as Lord Roberts, Wesleyan’s poet-laureate, has described her — “ The fairest flower of the flock is she; Indifferent to all her charms. She moves with model grace and dignity — A queen without a royal crowm. She has labored here for four years, and since her entrance has seemed to believe that much depended on her good behavior, for there is no record of midnight or midday pranks against her. Her bugbear is Geology, and her drawings are a source of despair to Professor Bonnell. After looking over her notebook, he requested all students to label their sketches. Annie E. has taken the full course in Latin and is enthusiastic over that study. One day the class was doing some sight-reading, and when her turn came Annie E. translated thus : “And the general warned the single men to be on their guard against Sallies from the town.” Her greatest hobby is her love for sentimental poetry and black hats. Lumpkin claims to be the birthplace and abiding-place of Lucy Simpson. She came to Wesleyan three years ago, and since that time has done nothing but study. Lucy’s mother made her a visit a few weeks ago, and while here, with a great deal of pride told me that Lucy, when only two months old, got the blue ribbon at a baby show. Judging from present appearances, we would never have dreamed of such a thing. A long time ago, when she was a Junior, Professor Hinton asked Lucy who Abraham was. After thinking for a few moments, she said ; “ One of the prophets, I suppose.” She is the only girl in our class who is going to continue her study of the extremely interesting subject, Zoology, after leav- ing school. Is it her fondness for bugs or — Prof. ? • Louise Peddy hails from Newnan, in the county of Coweta, and for this reason never com- plains of Wesleyan fare. Knowing her now, with all her self-confidence and indifference, it is well-nigh impossible to believe that she was ever timid ; yet such was the case, and mixed up with the timidity was a considerable streak of badness. The former she has outgrown : the latter still clings to her. Her badness was never shown so plainly as in the Sunday-school, at which she was a constant attend- ant. Her pranks were numberless, and caused her teacher great 30 sorrow and many tears. Louise is of the opinion that style is jjained only at a sacrifice of comfort, for she was heard to remark on Easter that she envied anyone who even looked comfortable. Miss Peddy has her ideal of a husband, which may be set forth for the benefit of those interested : (i) Shelias declared that she will not be ‘an old man’s darling ; (2) that her husband must be handsome ; (3) he must be taller than she. So no one over thirty, and under six feet five inches need seek her favor. f The youngest girl in the class is Tommie Lee Hightower, who claims Dublin as her home On beginning her college course at Wesleyan she raised great expectations among her classmates by assuring them that she had a wonderful mind — a reputation fully sustained by her; for a short while ago a Junior was heard to say that Tom- mie Lee Hightower was a “precocious child.” In Zoology, her life is made miserable on account of the bugs, which she surrenders unconditionally, and this alone hinders her from making great strides in that science ; for her intel- lect and brilliancy were displayed by eagerly asking Professor Hon- nell how many “ jills ” a fish has. Tommie Leeclaims the honor of being an old man’s darling; and ’tis no great wonder, for the one thing she is crazy about is “ Gentlemen.” In the class, quiet, reserved, and not conspic- uous, but always observed, is Lola Cook, who comes from Lumber City, Ga.,and she herself says she is the belle of the town. This is her fifth year at Wesleyan. Lola declares that her childhood was so uneventful that she has serious doubt about having any. Her best friends say she is sweet-tempered and very accommodating. If you should desire proof of her literary ability, I refer you to her original composition-book and the back numbers of the Wesleyan, One time — a date so recent need not be specified — Lola met a young lawyer at a reception, who was evidently pleased with her charming person- ality, as in a day or so he wrote a note asking to call. Instead of l eing flittered, Lola was Stark mad. t As you would suppose, Mattie Hatcher of Co- lumbus comes next; but, to tell you the truth, I feel a delicacy that none of you would feel in repeating her history. She has been at Wes- leyan for a long, long time — four years — and her varied career since her Freshman days would fill a book which would interest but few. I fear to say any more, as the audience might say that my story is like the old woman’s soap — half lye. f Katherine Edmondson hails from Dalton, the Queen City of the mountains, and is an only child, as anyone can tell — for she is decidedly spoilded ; in fact, Professor Bonnell, during the study of Chemistry, aptly called her silicate. Her ap- pearance was vividly described by a friend, who said that she was similar to a knitting-needle. As a Sophomore, Kate made her name immortal by ringing the fire-alarm on April Fool’s night for which oflfense she was chased around the Col- lege by the Doctor, his coat-tails floating in the breezes. She has always been held up as an example of punctuality, for every morning she stands outside waiting for the breakfast-room door to be thrown open. One day Professor Koets, desiring to enlarge his vocabulary, asked for a word ending in “ scape,” like ‘‘ landscape.” Kate at once replied, “Goat-scape.” This subject seems to prey upon her mind, for she earnestly asked Professor Honnell the difterence be- tween “ sheep ” and “ goat. She must have found out the difference, tor, otherwise, it is hard to understand how she got second honor. “What’s in a name?” For Nettie Peacock of Macon all’s in a name : the wise man had her in mind when he said, “ Vanity of vanities, all is vanity ” After hearing Mrs. Cobb talk of missionaries, and how some of them often got married, who would never have done so had they remained at home, Nettie took this truth to heart and decided to make this her life-work. We know she will make a success at whatever she attempts, for she always is faithful in that which is least. Matibel I’ope : Now who can write of such a character? She is a resident of Macon, where she has spent her entire life. As a child, she had a great mind, and this fact was never proved so satisfactorily as when her mother w ' as trying to teach her her prayers. She had been playing “ Chick-a-iny-crany- crow” all day, and the two were confused in her mind for the prayer was as follows : Now I lay me down to sleep; I pray the Lord my soul to keep. Went to the well to wash mjr toe, And when I pot back my chicken was gone. Hefore entering Wesleyan, Matibel attended High School, from which she graduated with second honor. She joined our class, heart and soul, in Sophomore, and has for three years made an enviable record as a good, hard student, and, as a result, bears away first honor. Ora Tittle, of Macon, is one of the charter mem- bers of the class. She has been here six years, and has come all the way up from the Academy. Originally she was from K-Ockmart, and it is apparent that she comes from a rocky place, for she is the hardest-headed one of our number. She very resourceful — as was shown in the Bible : When Mrs. Cobb asked how Paul made the jour- ney from Pbillippi to Athens, Ora answered, “ Why. by rail.” She was delighted with the prospect of studying Political Economy, for she said, ” My greatest fault is extrava- gance and now I’ll learn how to economize. t Nellie Knight says that Bartow county fur- nishes more Reubens than any other in Georgia. We are prepared to believe this, for she stands as a bright and shining example. We have her word for it that she was quite bright and studi- ous when a child ; but now that she is a woman she has put away childish things. Nellie is an enthusiastic student of nature, and, above all, an admirer of sunsets. One evening her attention was called to a glorious sunset. She remarked, “ Ves ; ’tis right sweet.” Her faculty for remembering the books of various authors is astonishing, as was proved by her remarking that lhackeray wrote “ In Ole Virginia.” Her avowed aim and ambition in lile is to fall in love; so, young men, beware. On being accused of laziness, Miss Knight for her justification quoted the words of the ' le “It is vain for you to rise early.” Nellie’s redeeming trait is hlh sweet nature, and “ with all her faults, we love her still. In the beginning it was Bertha Belle Adams, but after reading a few of Bertha Clay’s and the Duchess’s works she decided that “Belle” was not euphonious enough ; so now it is Bertha Beryl Adams from Cedartown, who, since joining us as a Sophomore, has been noted as the best gramma- rian in the class — being the only one who does not use slang. Bertha must have been a terror in her younger days, for her father and mother thought seriously of sending her to a convent, but finally compromised on Wesleyan. Her greatest fault is that she will study too hard, and as a result has had several spells of sickness. One can hardly feel comfortable in her room, for staring you in the face is her motto, ” Get busy.” It is said that the best acting springs from naturalness. Bertha was unanimously chosen to play the Fool’s part in the Senior play. Our history is before you. There are twenty of us all, with our purposes, aims not ignoble, of which the prophet will presently tell you. The years we have spent here at dear old Wesleyan now, as we look back upon them, are all bright and happy; for the hard lessons, exams, and troubles are forgotten, ” and the glad wild way of our school-girl days are things of the long ago.” “ Like a leaf of lavender in a store of linen, will the memory of our college days make life sweet. With regrets to the past we say — farewell ! and with bright hopes to the future — all hail! Mattie Hatciiku, 4 ' , M. School Days I. 0 days of golden hours so fleet and fair, You pass too quickly in your happy flight ; 1 wonder if the future year will wear So rich a halo ’round their moments bright. II. O days of joyous dreams of deeds to do And hopes to rainbow all the storms of life, Perchance your mem’ry will my heart renew In after years of weariness and strife. III. In life’s great school the lessons I must learn Will tax my spirit heavily, I know; And youth will pass to never more return, For Time ' s swift river mav never backward flow IV. 0 time of girlish friendships, pure nd true, With the purity and truth of heaven therein, 1 would to God I could imprison you. Within my heart of hearts, to guard from sin. V. The world is harsh to simple faith and love. And truth may bruise her wings against the bars, E’en like a weary and imprisoned dove That sees hut may not soar unto the stars. VI. O flowers divine, that bloom in youthtime bowers, I reach my hands to pluck you from your stem ; To garland all the misty future hours With memories, a fadeless diadem. VII. Farewell, O days that I have loved so well ! Farewell, O friends that have been brave and true! Vet not farewell, for memory’s sweet hell Shall ever softly chime to me of you. 33 Prophecy of the Class of 1902 u FEW clays ago I received a business-like communication from one of the most energetic editors of the Wesleyan Annual, asking me, in my capacity of reporter, to interview the mem- bers of my old class, for an article to he entitled “A Wesleyan Class After a Decade Has Passed ’ Obtaining leave of absence from the editor of the Nezv York Woman ' s on which I wrote, I took leave of the friends with whom I hold a lovely little flat near Broadway, with mingled emotions of sorrow and joy — the for- mer for the happy daj’s that had been, and the latter for the pleasant prospect anticipated in seeing inj old chums. My train reached the little town of Jones Station, where resided one whom I had known as a charming girl w ith- out a care — Lola Cook. Although I was accustomed to being out alone in a city at night, in this country village, I began to hasten my steps toward the cottage which was my destination, when my attention was attracted by a viv- idly-colored covered wagon. Having both a woman’s and reporter’s curiosity, I naturally joined the crowd around the gay vehicle, only to find that Lenora Williams was executing a jig and singing an advertisement to a wonderful Rheumatism Cure and Hair Restorer to the tune of our w ' ell-rememiHrred class song. When her violent exertion left her exhausted, her place was taken by her partner, Bertha Pate. She did marvelous sleight-of hand tricks, and told really true fortunes to the admiring throng. Her dress was a gypsy costume of her favored black, relieved by brilliant dashes of crimson. Pondering upon the vicissitudes of life, I left the increasing throng, and soon reached Lola’s home to find that she had clasped a hand for weal or woe, like that of the knightly Douglas of old, and I found her the qu en of a happv home where Cupid reigned supreme. After spending a most delightful night with Lola I boarded the train for Dalton, where I expected to find Katherine Edmondson ; but when I arrived I learned that she had been many months on a trip to the Old World and would not return for several years. I then recalled Katherine’s fondness for travel w ' hen in college, as was witnessed one April day w’hen she traveled ’round the college building and campus at the rate of a mile a minute— and I knew she was following her inclinations. I next visited the dainty little office of Tommie Lee Hightower, There I saw ' nothing but l)Ooks, books, everywhere; but on the walls were pictures of various gentlemen— poets, philosophers and sages. “What does all this mean?” 1 asked; and then it was that she told me of her career as a w’riter. Her last production, “The Science of Palmistry,” was dedicated to her inval- uable assistant, Mr. Arthur Codington. It was a dismal day when I reached Cartersville, and 1 found everything quiet and lonely. There was a slight misty rain falling, so I culled a cab and journeyed out to see Nellie Knight. At the door the servant said to me in an emphatic tone ! “Missis taking her usual afternoon nap, and does not allow is to disturb her for any one.” I went in, however, and told this obedient servant I w ' ould wait until her mistress waked. It was supper time when Nell came in, and after a hearty greeting she told me all about herself since last w ' e met. She had simply been living easily there at home. Apropos, the Nezv York yournal which was soon brought in, contained on its social page a splendid photograph of our mutual friend Nettie Peacock, and from this we learned of Nettie’s success as a debutante and the acknowledged belle of the Hub City. At this time she was visiting her classmate Mary Simp. ' jon, in the Metropolis. From the glowing account of the recent reception given to Miss 35 Peacock by Miss Simpson, this great social event was not excelled by that of the Bradley-Martin farewell to the United States. But from Cartersville I hastened on to south Georgia, for I was overjoyed at the thought of again visiting dear old Wesleyan. So at 7 30 f arrived in Macon, and it was only a short time until I was invited into the college parlor, here I called for the Lady Principal. In a few moments a stately, dignified lady, with a strikingly familiar profile, introduced herself as Mrs. Boyd. After 1 had stated the object of my visit, and casually mentioned that 1 was one of Wesleyan’s alumna;, a sight well-suited for Puck took place, as the journal reporter felt herself in the strong embrace of the Lady Principal, for- merly known as Louise Peddy. This affectionate greeting lasted for several moments, for “ it gave me wonder great as my content” to see her here l efore me. Of course, Mrs. Boyd must show me the main points of interest; so we walked dow n to Professor BonnelPs museum, w here 1 noticed a zoological speci- men contributed by Mary Sims Wheeler of Japan. “ Wonders will never cease,” I said. Who would have thought Chattanooga Mary would go so soon to the foreign fields? Yet, from all reports, her labors were being crowned with success, and she was doing good work in this noble vocation. My most pleasant visit to my Alma Mater was limited to a day and night when duty commanded my departure in order that I might complete my searches. While waiting at the Central depot for the train that I was to board for Oglethorpe, I amused myself by listening to the music of the Salvation Army, which was stationed in front of the Brown House; but soon the notes of a familiar voice struck my ear, and I immediately recognized the bright face of Mary Addie Murph beneath the black toque neatly tied under the chin with the red streamers. It was only by strenuous efforts that I restrained my curiosity which became most painful, until she finished her solo, when my cross-exam- ination resulted in this information; Her third husband had been dead a few months, and in this work she w ' as seeking solace. In Oglethorpe I found a typical coronis, known as Hattie Wimberly From various sources I learned that Hattie continued her old, yet determined, habit of Hirting, and the past year had witnessed an innumerable company o the sterner sex nursing their wounded affections, and exclaiming in heart- breaking tones: “ Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these — it might have been.” But at a recent date she had grown tired of her work, and had set about to win some one worthy of her love. Alas! alas! while here were suitors many, they were wary; and she has just reached the conclu- sion that she is to pay dearly for her fun of former years. From Oglethorpe I went to Columbus, to learn something of Mattie Hatcher; but it soon became my sad duty to visit another one of my class, mates, who w’as at that time peeping from behind prison bars. Truth to tell, I found Lily Williams confined in jail for the destructive work she and her hatchet were doing. Lily w ' as the Carrie Nation of the South. She had trav- eled with Mrs. Nation during her Western tour, and had recently come to Georgia to smash glass doors and bottles. Lily informed me that Mattie’s cottage was only a few blocks from the jail, so I had no trouble in finding this low, honeysuckle-covered home, which Mattie with her poodle dog and cats occupied. However, Mattie told me very confidentially that a young circuit-rider had proposed to her, but she chose the quiet old maid’s life. On one of my above-mentioned visits, a friend informed me that I might obtain Ina Van Meter’s biography, just issued in the Atlantic Monthly, Here 1 read with interest the success she had made in the study of law, medicine and the sciences. Circumstances prevented my visiting either Ora Little or Della Manning, as I learned, just in time to save me from being an intruder, that Della was entertaining at a house party near Emory, and that Ora was her guest of honor. These young ladies had l)een giving lessons on the accordion and the jew’s-harp, but Della had recently married one of the Mercer men whom she met at the Senior reception. Ora had many admirers, for her rare accom. plishments and genial nature had made her quite a favorite, and her friends were expecting at an early date the announcement of her engagement to Mr Shoner, who held the chair of Greek in Piedmont Institute. Matibel Pope had lived the life of a society girl, afterward loved one who proved untrue, and at present was “ Sister Superior in Sacred Heart, ’ Au- gusta. She said Byron expressed her sentiments when he wrote — “ If from society we learn to live, ' Tis solitude should teach us how to die; It hath no datteries; vanity can give No hollow aid; alone, man with his (iod must strive.” During my stay in Augusta I noticed in all public places placards adver- tising the lecture which Annie E. Williams was to give on the following night Her subject was, ” How’ to Get Married and Stay So,” So, of course, 1 stayed over to interview this famous lady. Experience had taught me not to l)e sur- prised at anything 1 learned concerning the members of this wonderful class; so my expression showed not the slightest surprise when Annie E. told me she had recently given up her place as a vaudeville actress and singer of coon songs to follow this more congenial calling. ” One struggle more, and I am free From pangs that rend my heart in twain. Then hack to busy life again. Vet Love will dream and Faith will trust (Since He who knows our needs is just) That somehow, somewhere, meet we roust. Junior Class, j Colors YELLOW AND WHITE. Yells Flower DAISY. I, 1 , 3, 4, 5. 6, 7, 8, 9 teen three, Spickity, kickity, rickity ran, Spickity, rickity, kickity can. Who can? We can, Nineteen three. Rah. Ilipity la, hipity-ree, We’re the girls of 1903. Ilipity la, hipity-ru. Junior, Junior. Officers Lucy Lester, President. Lalia Whiting, Vice -President. Carrie ' Lakes, Secretary. Kathryn Dean, Treasurer. Lalia Whiting, Historian. 3 :v JUNIOR CLASS Junior Class lipU. Ballinger, Ludie Boyd, Pauline Brunson, Edna Bryan, Margaret Cary, Alice Christie, Ella Christie, Lilly Cooper, Sallie Kate Crittenden, India Daniel. Julia Dean, Laura Dean, Kathryn Dennis, Lucile Eakes, Carrie Fernside, Imogene Garbutt, Hattie Gordy, Mary Gurr, Belle Harris, Mozelle Houser, Bessie Jewett, Carrie Johnson, Earle Johnson, Pearle Jordan, Kate Kelsey, Josie Kendrick, Ma Belle Killihrevv, Clyde King, Llewellyn Leman, Maude Lester, Lucy Little, Lois Longino, Emma Lovett, Annie Lou Mathews, Nettie McCalla, Annie Nobles, Francis Nunnally, Francis Pittard, Clara Sawyer, Elizabeth Sheffield, Maude Smith, Annie Smith, Berta Solomon, Irene Tarbutton, Mary Taylor, Seaton Whitehead, Mary Whiting, Lalia Wilder, Georgia Wynne, Ethel 40 History of Junior Class, j At the Junior banquet in March, 1902, the following response was given to one of the “toasts ; in it you may find some of the illus- trious names that make up the Junior roll : “Where shall we begin to speak of the possibilities of this large and brilliant Junior class? It grows ever larger as the number of Wesleyan’s ‘Specials’ increases, and ever more brilliant as the Fac- ulty asks more and better work of it. What a vast variety of tal- ents may be found here! A Junior may be a Cooper, fitted to make vessels large and strong enough to contain the ‘ardent spirits’ of the class. Orr, if she prefer, she may do the work of a Smith, forging and shaping the precious metal of Junior intellect. Perhaps she is a Saioycr, busy getting ready giant timbers for the planing process of the Senior mill. “If any one should insinuate that a Junior Eakes out a mere ex- istence intellectually, we should ‘deny the allegation and kill the alligator.’ For a Junior, if you will only Houser long enough at night in a crib with a pony, and put K noblock in her way when she starts on her daily round of arduous toil, will go safely and grandly on until she is equal to two learned Deans, or is indeed a very Daniel come to judgment, when the court of classical inquiry begins. “After her hours spent in the laboratory, she seems to carry in her young Whitehead, or in her older, wiser, Pate, all the scientific knowledge gained since Adam s time. Talk about intellectual zeal ! Why a Junior is usually at a White heat of investigation or in a deep Brozon study, as deep as Browning himself. “It is true, she occasionally indulges in a box of Wunnally s best’ — when she can not get Huyler’s — and there is a rumor afloat that once in a great while at some grand social function like a Junior banquet, she will use a little of very pure Whiting, with pos- sibly some other harmless cosmetics. But this is done only to soften her Wilder charms and IPynne fresh laurels for the Junior, not the individual, brow. “Whether an Earle, seen always with one priceless Pearle, twin in soul, or a King in royal purple and splendor, or a Solomon in intel- lectual fame, she is always Noble in mind and heart. “If you want to be dressed in the latest and l est style, you must get a Junior gown made by her only Taylor, and fastened up se- curely with one shining, entirely original Tarbutton. “Should you need a helpful tonic, we recommend some of the pure juice of the Junior Leman. Here also you may pluck not the English flower of eloquence, Macaulay, but ‘our American Beauty’ McCalla, ‘gentle Annie.’ If you wish to quench your thirst, why only seek the Junior Jordan, either where it is a Little deep, or a Little shallow, and you will be satisfied. “But the roll of fame is already too Longino, and we forbear, Lester president, our beloved ‘Doctor Lucy,’ should call us to order. 4 We will only say of this illustrious class, whose life we hope will be bright with truth and glorious with hard work well done, ‘With all its faults, we Lovett still, and shall ever !’ With such powers and possibilities, can not the Class of 1903 be rightly called the ‘ pioneer class of Wesleyan? With a hope not to appear egotistical, we may say, and truly, that it has been a leader as well as a guide in the athletic life of our college. Under the auspices of the Junior class, baseball and basket-ball have flourished for the first time at Wesleyan this year. The teams of both show the part that the Juniors take. The president of the class has dis- tinguished herself in baseball playing, and holds the honored posi- tion of captain; others of our members fill the dignified offices of basket-ball captains. We are winning renown in Athletics, and are becoming a strong class in more ways than one. Our class deserves mention for the part it has taken in the social life of the college during the past three years. A very appropriate motto for these 1903 girls would be “Get all you can out of life,” for in a social line our class spirit runs highest. The Sophomore banquet of 1901 was the first banquet ever given in Wesleyan s spa- cious dining-room — of course it was the greatest up to that time, and has only been exceeded by the Junior banquet of 1902. Since our Freshman days, we have looked forward with longing interest to the time when we could entertain Seniors and be entertained by them, and to contrive amusement for Frc.shmen. This year, in which we have realized all these great anticipations, has been the happiest in our whole college course. In the beginning of our Sophomore term, with an earnest desire to make our college better known through the pages of a magazine of its own, the Wesleyan, our monthly periodical, was begun, chiefly among the members of our class. This year, with a staff of Juniors and Seniors, the paper has succeeded and is recognized among college periodicals. It is not our only aim to make our class noted, but to make our Alma Mater known and appreciated among colleges. This great aim we hope to realize more fully when we enjoy all the liberties of Seniors. Of course, where we really excel is in the classroom. Through a sense of modesty, the historian will not say that the Class of 1903 is the largest and most brilliant that will ever add to W esleyan s history, but will only say, “Consult the records, and see for your- self! However, with all sincerity, we may say that when we reach the Senior goal, and leave this old college, with 1903 diplomas as re- loyalty to their class and with tenderer devotion to Wesleyan, to us loyalty to our class and with tenderer devotion to W esleyan, to us the greatest of colleges ! L. LIA W HITING. 42 Colors PURPLE AND WHITE. Sophomore Class. jfL Motto NON QUAM MULTUM SEl) ( UAM BENE. Yells Hullaballoo — ra — re Hullaballoo — ra — roar Sophomore — Sophomore. 1904. Hie — a — pic — a Dominica Pan — pan — twity — cuss 1904 — that’s us. Hip, hip, hip, ho, roar W ' esleyans — Sophomore 1904. ,.4 CIaSS Officers Helkn Roherts, President. Carrie Sasnett, ice-President. Zaidee Erwin, Secretary. Almena Coi.eman, [listorian. Eli-a Reese, Treasurer. Flower WMITE ROSE. 4.3 SOPHOMORE CLASS Sophomore liplL jt jt jt t ' K Allen, Rose Armour, Elise Bryan, Florrie Barrs, Mamye Blackwell, Lillie Coleman, Almena Erwin, Zaidee Evans, Ella Mae Featherstone, Eugene Fisher, Louise Franklin, Myrtis Golden, Louise Harris, Eddye Harris, Fannie Hodges, Lucile Johnston, Mary Lamar, Camille Lin, Louise Lowe, Allene Love joy, Evelyn Mason, Annie Matthews, Bessie O’Hara, Martha Bate, Minnie M. Phillips, Oneida Pickett, Ruby Reese, Ella Roberts, Helen Rogers, Laurine Sandeford, Aurie Sasnett, Carrie Sheffield, Fannie Snyder, Leona Stubbs, Myra Tilly, Gladys Turner, Tommie Lou Weaver, Mattie Whitehurst, Beulah Wing, Annie Wilson, Elizabeth History of Sophomore Class J 1 “History repeats itself ' it has been said, l)iu in this class a new maxim is made, “History never repeats itself.” This class of 1904 has but little of interest to record. About the middle of September, 1901, a large number of Georgia’s fairest maidens came to Wesleyan, each with the determination of being a great honor to the institution. We have recently begun to think that we are “brilliants,” and how the college ever survived without us is one of the mysteries to be solved. This verdant class is only in its infancy. We have had no show contending with the clever Juniors and Seniors. Wc were unso- ohisticated, actually so green as to need protection when out near a park. Such a history we are to make will startle the Faculty. Xo one can duplicate us in the future, for none were like us in the past. We want not for reputation; for talkativeness we have been likened to Tennyson’s “Brook” — ' ‘for men may come, and men may go, but we talk on forever.” As soon as we are asked a question the talking ceases until the question is answered (by the teacher). Our appetites are like ostriches, consuming rulers, test-tubes, blank-books, and the like. For further information see our Science professor. Palmists have said our hands lack the line of common sen.se, and our Mathematics teacher affirms that we know not the difference between angles and circles. In Latin we are sup|X)sed to be entirely without the knowledg.e of the rules of construction — “all rules are alike to us.” Notwithstanding our faults, our virtues are countless. We arc usually punctual, never more than thirty minutes late. We have happy dispositions, we never get worried or flurried, and we take each day with its duties and cares as though we were destined to see the silver lining behind every cloud. Taking it all in, we have done well in every phase of college life. Some of us have been chosen as representatives on the staff and also in the Literary Society. When a debate arises the persecuted Soph- omores are always put on. Our class has been closely united since its birth, whatever dis- tinction that has been won by anyone has thrilled all with joy. We have not had an oi)portunity to gain our share of honors: still, “virtue is ever its own reward, because, forsooth, it getteth no other,” — nevertheless we look forward to a glorious future. The work of our Sophomore year will ever be remembered. The hope is that none of the class will leave us in the next two years, but that we may shoulder to shoulder march steadily onward toward fame and fortune. All the Juniors who have smiled benignly upon us and the Seniors who have tried to advise us, keep 1904 in your minds. Instead of “Remember the Maine,” our watchword is “Remember 1904.” Almena Coleman. Freshman Class Colors PURPLE AND GOLD. jJt, Motto Yell Bosco — Bosco Bosco — Bofico Eat ’em alive Eat ' em alive Xineteen-five Canucks — Canucks Xot looks, but books Wesleyan ! Wesleyan ! Xineteen-five v ' Officers Margie Burks, President. Annie Shaw, Vice-President. Edwina Mallette, Secretary. JoHNiE Logan, Treasurer. Allene Bradley, Historian. Flower 47 Freshman Roll ■1 il! Allen, Clnippie Barron, Mary Joe Barrs, Annie Barrs, Lydia Bradley, Aline Bartie, Rachel Burks, Margie Callahan, Mamie Cox, Rosa Dunn, Agnes Erwin, Marguerite Finney, Gussic Griffin, Rose Guyton, Eloise Holt, Lilian Johnston, Julia Logan, Johnnie „ Mallette, Edwina McCoy, Annie Mizelle, Edna Moon, Eloise Xolan, Lila Peacock, Pearl Shaw, Nan Simmons, Georgelle Thomas, Natalie Wilder, Hope Wynne, Laurie 49 X History of Freshman Class ji The Freshman historian has the hardest task of all to write the history of a class that only a few months ago was among the things that are not. Yet our short life as a class has been filled with in- teresting experiences. At the beginning of the term, about thirty-five girls, representing many sections of (ieorgia and neighl)oring States, each fully de- termined to l ecome an honor to the institution, came to Wesleyan. Among the number assembled in Miss Allen’s recitation-room to stand the entrance examinations could be seen every type of girl, from the tall, womanly-looking girl, probably out of her teens, who had somewhat the air of a schoolmarm about her, to the little girl with wide-open, wondering eyes, who looked as though this was her first venture into the world alone. Some of our class came from the academic department of Wesleyan. College life and college ways were not new to them. Oh, the pangs of homesickness the new ones suffered at the be- ginning of the term! The ever-recurring question was, “How can we stand it four years?” How conspicuous we felt with our swollen eyes and tear-stained cheeks! The Juniors and Seniors, “seeing those l)eads of sorrow” standing in our eyes, did all they could to make us feel at home in our new surroundings. That gloomy feeling we had at first was soon conquered, and we set to work in earnest. Early in the session we began to hear these announcements made in chapel: “A meeting of the Junior class in Mrs. Cobb’s room at one o’clock “The Sophomores are requested to meet in the study-hall at four o’clock.” We determined to follow the example of these more experienced classes, and form an organization of our own “fresh” selves. Accordingly, a meeting was announced, but when we met no one seemed to know what to do. Action was de- ferred until we could “take dots” from the other classes. At the next meeting, a con. ' titution was drawn up, officers elected, and class colors chosen. How proud we felt of our class, especially so when we found out that ours was the only class in college with a constitution ! Every field of college study is open to us except science. The Sophomores tell us that childhood is the time to learn the lan- guages, while the mysteries of the science department may be inves- tigated later in life. .Although we are a hard-working class, and most of us are im- pelled by a sense of duty, not all of the teachers have realized what excellent material they have in the class of 1905. Our Mathemat- ics teacher vaguely intimated that we might become a good class, and our Rhetoric teacher stated that, taking all things into consid- eration, ours is the l)est class in original composition she has. Xow, isn’t that a feather in our cap? Perhaps our power lies in the fact that we have an investigating turn of mind, and with simplicity becoming our years do not mind 50 asking questions about things we do not understand. A few days ago in studying some selections under ‘ Choice of Words ’ two members of our class noticed “Ibid.” at the end of one. ‘ Who is Ibid?” she asked, and her companion replied: “IVe heard of him, but I have really forgotten whether he is an English or an American author.” The next day ' s recitation found that they were not the only ones in “blissful ignorance.” Although we have no sun, we have a Moon, who will brighten the pathway through all our college course. Some of our class have already made their voice heard in the world. Our college journal is indebted to a Freshman for some of the material that fills its bright pages. No wonder that the members of our class can find abundant material for original composition, for if anything 5 unusual happens, the heroine is always a Freshman. For instance a favorite pastime of a Freshman is to keel over in the floor and faint. It is no unusual thing to have the stillness of the recitation- hour broken by a blood-curdling scream from the nervous member of our class, caused by a rat running across the floor. If the class- room fails to furnish enough excitement, we go to the river and pitch in our Sunday hats, for the pleasure of seeing some one plunge into the stream to rescue them. W’e shall get over our giddy ways by-and-by. When 1905 has come and passed, a class of graduates that Wesleyan might well be proud of will issue forth from her gates with lasting love for our Alma Mater, and staunch faith in the destiny of the class. Aline Bradley. r The Fresh are fresher than the dew, The Sophs are wiser than a few, The Juniors they have come to see W ' hat they as Seniors soon will be. Tlie Seniors think they are the .«tufF; Have studied hard and learned enough ; l ut when we et where they have ot We’ll show them, then, that they are not. Thk Ac.voe.my. The Jllet heart Society The Alethcan Literary Society is now fully organized and is on a firm foundation, and raj jidly on the road to success. There are two hundred names enrolled. A society pin and col- ors have been adopted. The Society meets every Monday morning at ten o’clock, and interesting programs are rendered each time. The girls take much interest in it, and it will prove a source of much good to all its members. The Society is mainly controlled by a board of directors, whose business it is to arrange the programs and look after the interests of the Society in general. This board consists of Lucy Lester Lola Cook, l ertha Adams, Georgia Wilder, Myra Stubbs, Clyde Killebrew, Tommie Lee Hightower, and Maude Sheffield. They all have the interest of the Society at heart, and endeavor to the best of their ability to make it a success. Maude Sheffield. 53 54 A Modern Romeo Of Juliets, fair Juliets, There were three liundrecl strong, Who pleaded with him piteously The whole day long. “Come down to me, please, Romeo, I want to go with you ; W hen I call you so entreatingly, Is that the way you do? Don ' t leave me here imploring. When you know I can not stay, You could take me, this time, Romeo, If yes you’d only say. How can I climb three flights of stairs? O, won’t you carry me? If you will just this once, Romeo, I’ll not ask you again, you’ll see. ' ’ 3k ♦ ♦ 4c .A.nd this is how the Juliets Part of their time employ. Calling to their Romeo — The elevator boy! K. P. PHILOMATHEAN SOCIETY t852 Colors PINK AND WHITE. Philomathean Society Roll, Motto “LES SCEURS FIDELES Laleah Adams Elise Armor Claire Hoifcuillct Allene Bradley Kate Callaway Alice Cary Almena Coleman Mae Cook Lola Cook Margaret Cooper Julia Daniel Kathryn Dean Laura Dean May I ejarnette Carrie Eakes Katherine Edmondson Marguerite Erwin Zaidee Erwin Margaret I ' inney Louise Fisher Eugene Featherstone Mary Gordy Katie May Guyton Eloise Guyton I annie Harris Tommie Lee Hightower Bessie Houser Xellie Knight Camille Lamar Annie Low Lovett Annie McCalla Xettie Matthews Eloise Moon Mary A. Murph Frances X ' unnally 59 Martha O’Hara ■ ‘ ; Minnie l ate Louise Peddy % Helen Pendleton ‘ - Annie Peeples Carrie Sasnett • .-V Xan Shaw Septima Snowden Mary Tarbutton Mary Sims Wheelei Elise White Lalia Whiting Hattie W’imberly Annie E. Williams Elizabeth Wilson Mattie Weaver Carrie Cook W ' eaver ' irginia Watts % 1 History of the Philomathean Society DR. SMITH 111 March, 1852, the I’liiloniathean Society was founded in Wes- leyan College by two students in the Junior Class. Mary Ann Du- pont and Elizabeth Myrick. President O. L. Smith aided and ad- vised them in this movement. It began with a membership of five and with Mary Ann Duixint as president and Elizabeth Myrick as secretary. The object of these girls, fondly attached to each other by ties of congenial friend- shi]). was to encourage anti strengthen original thought and elevate in a social, jileasant manner -their mental powers. In December, 1852. the first gold badge was made, the member s having jireviously worn the badge of ribbon. It is peculiarly fitting that the.se societies, the Philomathean and . (lelphean. the first clubs for women in the world, were established at Weslevan. the mother of women’s colleges — from which the first dililoma was given to woman. It is gratifving to these clubs to feel that from their halls ema- nated this grand, all-pervading club s])irit tbat is elevating and broadening the minds and hearts of the women of to-day. The Philomatheans ever encouraged a taste for the highest stand- ard of literature and while their library does not grow very rapidly, the additions to it are ever of the best grade. The thought occurred to one of the pioneers of women’s clubs that a paper in which to publish their best thoughts and composi- tions was a very necessary adjunct to this forward movement, so The Philomathean Gazette was edited weekly by the members of 61 that society. Of course the most interesting hits of college social life, the jokes and witticisms that could he collected, only added spice and snap to this already creditable paper. For thirty-three years this paper was published, but it was then discontinued and two years ago the 4 M Annual took its place and undertook to conduct society journalism into a more exalted channel. Two parlors on the office floor were for a long time used as so- ciety halls, hut some years since a large room on the fifth floor was given the society. The girls felt now that here they could plan and work just as they chose — this was exclusively theirs. We have now a handsome pink and white room of which we are justly ])roud. Here we hold our little love-feasts, here we are always sure to find congenial friends. To the heart of a Philomathean there is nothing dearer than the interest of her club. In the beginning of a term, when the new girls come in, there is a rival rush with Adelpheans and Philoma- theans to secure the most desirable ones. How they work ! How they plan to succeed in this venture! At last peace and quietude are restored and the girls settle down to duty and good-fellowshi]). For the last two years a general average of ninety-three has been required by the Faculty of the applicants for membership in either society. The feeling of rivalry between clubs and the unhappy feeling of those outside the charmed circles, caused some talk on the part of the authorities of abolishing them. This, however, was not a pop- 6 ; ular idea and in its stead sj)rang up a broader one, the establish- ment of a new club, the Alethean. The alumnae of both societies had a day set apart for them at the commencement of 1901 and a most pleasant day it was, both to participants and audience. How the older members enjoyed it ! How tender and sweet the association ! Women from thirty to sixty and possibly older could almost imagine themselves girls again. Mrs. J. B. Cobb, a woman tenderly loved by thousands of Wesleyan girls and a devoted friend to these clubs, was the ruling spirit of the day. After her strong appeal and the other exercises of the day, annihilation was not given a thought. For years Philomatheans and Adelpheans alternated in giving an exhibition of musical and elocutionary talent, but that custom too has been discontinued and the Aletheans have that honor in 1902. The grand meetings to which the honorary members are invited are seasons of rare enjoyment. To the college girl the scenes held so dear, the little mysteries known only to them, the wonderful goat of whom the initiated have a lasting remembrance, all add to the interest of this delightful club. Long may these sister societies of Wesleyan reign, giving inter- est, improvement, and social pleasure to the student members, and tender memories and happy reunions to the alumnse. A. E. W. oll of Adelphean Society Bertha Adams Florrie Bryan Marj aret Bryan Lydia I arrs Annie Barrs Liulie Ballinger , Margie Burks Lewis Craine Lena Cunningham Lucile Dennis Agnes Dunn Mozelle Harris Dessa Hays Mary Fraser Kate Jordan Farle Johnson Pearle Johnson Nona Johnston Llewellyn King Nora Knoblochs Lucy Lester Lois Little Allene Lowe Francis Xoble Matibel Pope Leila Plant Annie Mountfort Ella Reese Kate Robinson Helen Roberts Flewellyn Strong Elizabeth Sawyer Natalie Thomas Gladys Tilley Tommie Lou Turner Leonora Williams Mary Whitehead Mina Wooten Georgia Wilder Ethel Wynne 65 MRS. EUGENIE FITZGERALD, Founder and First President. DR. MYERS. 66 MRS. MARY GLASS. AdelpHean iSociety Ol-!)EST ClUH for WoMEX IX THE WoRLD. I recall that little band of ji irls, each bringing her own chair, who met in niy bedroom in 1851 to organize the Adelphean Society, having in mind an effort to form some plan for mutual improve- ment. From its incipiency, the Faculty favored the plan and gave it every encouragement possible. Dr. Myers, the president, as- sisted me in framing the constitution and by-laws. Rev. O. L. Smith, one of the professors, suggested the name . delphean and I chose the motto: “We live for each other. ' ’ The girls who took part in the first meetings were Octavia Andrew, daughter of Bishop Andrew; Ella Fierce, also daughter of a bishop; Bettie Williams, of South Carolina ; Mary Evans, the daughter of a useful and beloved pastor of Mulberry Street Methodist Church ; Sophro- nia Woodruff, Oceana Cioodall and others, the number being lim- ited to fifteen. I have watched with great interest the growth of the seed planted fifty years ago; it has become a great tree and borne good fruit. I thank God for the part I took in forming the Adelphean Society. Hundreds recall with delight the beautiful associations connected with the society, the exercises, the hall, the members — such associa- tions bind them more closely to the college. Eugexia Ll ' cker Fitzgerald. 7 Semi-Centennial, June, 1901. ADELPHEAN SOCIETY. THE IMPS. Imps Mames Lola Cook Hattie Wimberly Bertha Adams Mattie Hatcher jt jt Xell Knight Mary Addie Murph Annie E. Williams Katherine Edinondson Tommie Lee Hightower Louise Peddy When I m a Senior A Freshman has a tough old time, She can not always “toe the line” ; But Fve been thinking what Fll be, If e’er the happy day I see, When Fm a Senior. My mind I then will always feed. And at the table not show greed ; No sugar I away will take Some candy in my room to make, When Fm a Senior. Fll not be slow as I am now, Fll always lx? on time, I vow; No “thirty days” in doors Fll stay. For being, after dark, away. When Fm a Senior. No hateful, cross old things Fll say. My childish whims Fll put away, Fll not indulge in foolish chat — Fll be too dignified for that — When Fm a Senior. Fll be a paragon of grace, And show my learning in my face; Just any question you may ask, Fll answer it nor mind the task, When Fm a Senior. Fll not be running through the house As if I just had seen a mouse; Fll not forget that I can tire. Nor try to set the world on fire, When Fm a Senior. No teacher at my door will knock At nearly half past ten o’clock; I never then will hear that sound. For 1 won’t care to frolic round, W’hen Fm a Senior. A fine young lady I shall be, No faults, no failings then in me ; Fll be discreet, so kind, so true. The right thing I shall always do. When Fm a Senior. From Hippocrene’s fount Fll drink, Fll leani by then just what to think; My teachers by surprise Fll take. And both to work and glory wake. When Fm a Senior. L. W. 73 “The Wesleyan” Editors jt j V MARGARET BRYAN, Associate Editor. LOLA COOK. Literary Editor. “Wesleyan” Editors— Continued jt jt jt ALICE CARY, Social Editor. 76 KATE CALLAWAY Business Manager. Officers of the Alximnze Association jit j President. — Mrs. J. I!. Cobb, Macon, Ga. First ' ice-President. — Mrs. Emmett Blackshcar, Macon, (la. Second Vice-President. — Mrs. J. G. Scrutchin, Atlanta. Ga. Third Vice-President.— Miss Clare deGraffenried, Washing- ton, D. C. Fourth Vice-President.— Mrs. W. F. Eve. Augusta, Ga. Fifth Vice-President.— Mrs. Hamilton Yancey, Rome, Ga. Sixth Vice-President.— Mrs. Arthur Machen. Baltimore, Md. Seventh Vice-President. — Mrs. Lott arrcn. Americus, Ga. Recording Secret. ry. — Mrs. Sam Coleman, Macon, Ga. Corresponding Secret.vry. — Mrs. J. R. Hartwell, Macon, Ga. Tre.vsurer. — Mrs. R. B. ]5arron, Macon, Ga, 77 m T In Lovers’ Lane j . Three gay young tueti went out a byke, With each gallant a miss ; They rode until they reach ' d the pike, In doiu like ran- file this. Rut when they reach’d the wooded lane, They sought for sweeter bliss; So o’er the quiet, shady plain Xhey i ' l rode twos this. The road led thro’ a narrow pass, Xor did it come amiss — Each lad still rode beside his lass. But er like clos- up this. The lad in front his lassie press’d .■ nd tried to steal a kiss — They fell, as did the rest, Alltaiigleduplikethis ! ! ! ! 79 ■Selected. The (Senior Alphabet A stands for Adams, so youn and so fair, l orn reading Psychology in utter despair — Celestial sign of Wesleyan’s age, Deservingly named Cook, the user of sage. E stands for Edmondson, full of dislike For History, Logis, peanuts (?) and the like. Get books and art, but you can not surpass Higlitoxccr and Hatcher, the babies of the class. In (lay’s dim dawning, the former will rise, Just such getting up the latter will always despise. Kind Kelly comes next, with a smile for her Knight, “Look out,” she cries, “for Nelly is losing her sight.” M stands for Murph, and for Manning, of course, “Nobody cares,” says the former, with force; ‘‘Oh, I don’t care, if nobody cares,” she says with force. FMease gaze at Peddy, Pope, Peacock and Pate — Quartette of boundless indifference, waiting their fate. Resplendent as the stars in the sky, Sits Simpson in Chemistry, with her goo-goo eye. T stands for Tittle with her tale of woe, LTn folding her everlasting tale of woe. Van Meter s musical genius, you know. Wheeler, Wimberly, three Williams, next we see, Xanthic to please you with their wit, wisdom, and glee; You know them all, this class of nineteen and two. Zealously working, forever loyal and true. 8i i base: ball club BASKET RALL.CLUB rCNNIB CLUB. BASEBALL TEAM Baseball Team R.ecls Captain and Pitcukr Catch First Bask Second Base Third Center Field Left Field Right F’ield Short Stop . . . . L. Lester. . . . R. Pickett. . . . . L. Talley. . . T. L. Turner. . . . H. Wilder. . . . G. Tilley. . . . E. Johnson. . . P. Johnson. . . . . E. Wynne. Blues Captain and Pitcher Catch First Base Second Base Third Base Center Field Left Field Right Field Short Stop M. Weaver . . L. Dean. . M. Bryan. . K. Jordan. L. Garrott. . A. Mason. . R. Griffin. .L. Whiting. . G. Wilder. Red Blue Substitutes. Umpire, Miss Conner. . . M. Leman. C. C. Weaver. 85 MAIN BUILDING BASKET-BALL TEAM Main Building Basket-Ball Team Mary Addie Murph Edwina Mallette Lena Cunningham Mina Wooten Margaret Bryan Lewis Craine Annie E. W’illiains Llewellyn King Lois Little Amanda Stringfellow 87 I Roberts Hall BaskeUBall Team Jennie Vereen Julia Daniel Elise White Annie Peeples Agnes Laclson Helen Pendleton Carrie Cook Weaver Francis Nunnally Alice Cary Laura Dean Lalia Whiting 89 n T. B. C. BasKet-ball Team jt jt j Bertha Adams . r ' Tempie Collier Adah Williams Leah Barnett Edna Brinson Rose Griffin Annie Louise Brown Tommie Lou Turner Vera Dostor ! Annie Lou Lovett Willie Erminger C.ladys Tilley - Annie Mason Pauline Boyd Annie Barrs L L tennis club Tennis Club jJt 4 Madalyne Gilbert Lalia Whiting Alice Cary Laura Dean Julia Daniel Annie lason Georgia ilcler Annie I arrs Zaiclee Erwin Bessie Houser Flewellyn Strong Carrie Cook W’eaver Elise White Mary Tarhutton 93 Athletics at Wesleyan jit j Although Wesleyan has had all the educational and literary ad- vantages, until this year she could not boast of many outdoor games. She had of course a tennis-court, a croquet-set and a large campus for the girls to walk in; but now we have such sports as baseball and basket-ball ; and still we are as dignified as the stu- dents who attended college years ago. We can boast of as many sprained knees, ankles, bruised eyes and wrenches as any professional player could receive. The Reds and Blues, with Miss Conner as umpire, have exciting times playing. Miss Conner is very popular with all the girls, but especially among the liaseball-players. Basket-ball is prospering right along. We have four different teams. Nearly every afternoon at four o ' clock we have either a game of basket-ball or baseball. May the girls who are to come during the next few years add to the outdoor sjxjrts of Wesleyan! 94 I I I p t To Miss Marie L. S. Conner ji As she strides in careless fashion What a host she makes a “mash” on ! For her manner is most charming And her concjiiests most alarming — She can count them by the score. When she plays her charmed fiddle There’s no more a secret riddle, For }Ou realize the magic Of her touch lx)th true and tragic As she moves whole multitudes. She umpires every game of ball ; Spectators crowd the campus wall To watch her rulings true and just . nd recognize her word, you must, For she keeps the innings straight. Don’t ever call her ‘ ' chaperone, ” She’d rather have a chap alone To flirt with and to captivate; In lines like these she has no mate, Standing high above them all. For her we’ve none but words of praise, We dote upon her winning ways; She’s won our hearts in spite of fate, And sits enthroned in royal state, Her locks of gold a gleaming crown. 96 What They Say Dr. Roberts, at the opening of school, much elated : “Young ladies, have you all matriculated? ’ Prof. Hinton, with a mind as broad as creation: “Young ladies, please do not indulge in conversation.” Prof. Forster says to us all, now and then: “Are you quite sure that your note-books are in ?“ Miss Allen, with a smile so benign : “Girls, do not forget the sign.” fVof. Bonnell, with a glance of defiance: “Seniors, you must study science.” Mrs. Cobb, with a voice so clear: “Girls, to-morrow you will write on Shakespeare.” Miss Prosser always says so precisely: “Now try very hard and youll draw that nicely.” Prof. Hesselberg the silence will break, With, “Clifton, go and see if the baby’s awake.” Miss Conner, always on the alert: “Girls, be sure to go to the concert.” Miss Massey, so dear but very high strung: “Young ladies, the last gas-bell has rung.” Miss Anderson, into chapel she’ll go: “Girls, don’t sing so miserably slow.” Mrs. Burks, with a “good morning” for every one: “History repeats itself ; nothing new under the sun.” Miss Pickett, who always speaks so low: “No, dearie, no.” Miss Sims, no matter how much you fret her, Always says sweetly: “That’s better, that’s better.” Prof. Koets, in his usual good, natural way : “Now which section reads to-day?” Miss Ramsay, with a glance from her soft hazel eyes “Don’t forget to practice your voice exercise.” Miss Opperman, as meek as a lamb, “They don’t do here as in Birmingham.” Miss Hollister, last but not least: “Dear, won’t you practice your piece?” 97 Tlie I ast Girl of iSiiminer (with due AI 0L0GIES to THOMAS MOORE.) Tis the last girl of summer, Left sitting alone. All the jolly young fellows Have Hit ted and gone. Proposed and accepted, A word and a kiss. A romance by moonlight, A brief thrill of bliss. And now it is autumn, And not one of them Remains at the seashore Your sorrows to stem. TheyVe off to the mountains, New j)leasiires to seek. And there to propose To a new girl each week. Yet, mourn not, dear lone one, They, too, will get left, And like you, forsaken, Of lovers bereft, Come home for the winter, Alas! but too free, And plan for another Campaign by the sea. A. E. W. Benefactor ' s Day. In i88i Mr. George I. Seney, of Brooklyn, N. Y., donated $125,- 000.00 to the Wesleyan Female College; and in appreciation of this gift and of the noble Christian character of Mr. Seney, our Faculty and student body have adopted his birthday, which occurs on the 12th of May, as a regular College anniversary. This day is known in our calendar as Benefactor’s Day, and is annually ob- served by suitable literary and musical exercises. The greater part of Mr. Seney’s gift was used, by his instructions, in remodel- ing the main building, which is to-day the most magnificent college building, perhaps, in the South, and one of the most magnificent on the continent. 99 IN MEMORIAM VENITA PORTER CLASS 1906 DIED OCTOBER 30TH, 1901 ACE FIFTEEN YEARS lOO IN MEMORIAM JESSIE CARBUTT FRESHMAN CLASS DIED FEBRUARY 27th. 1902 ACE SEVENTEEN YEARS. lOl To Hanon (Musical Department Requirements — All piano students must take Hannon exercises.) From early morn till late at night, From garret, basement, far and near, On college pianos hid from sight Those awful curious sounds I hear — That Hanon! They wake you in the morning soon, There’s scarcely any time to dine, They’ve gone from breakfast up to noon. They keep right on long after nine. O Hanon! When lovely strains oft reach mine ears. Life seems worth living after all. While heavenly song my spirit cheers, I close my eyes ♦ ♦ ♦ far down the hall Comes Hanon ! ! I love old Wesleyan awfully well. And thoughts of leaving it are sad, But one fact’s true, now let me tell. To hear them not will make me glad — Those Hanons! It makes no difference how you play. The first grade or the graduate, One may be young, one might be gray. The sixty you must take. Don’t hate This Hanon. We practice them right faithfully, We give them all the time we can, And yet, you’ll all agree with me, I wish there had not been a man Called Hanon. TO BEETHOVEN AND CHOPIN. Ye masters of this noble art, W’hose chords and strains are grand and true, On life’s great stage you’ve played your part. There’s one who ne’er can rank with you — He’s Hanon!!! K. E. 102 A Romance of Max It was a bright May morning and the sky was deepest blue. The dewdrops sparkled on each leaf and tree and blade of grass like myriads of diamonds. The sun wooed the earth, the bee wooed the blossom. On the steps of a handsome city home stood a fair young girl. She made a picture refreshing to see in her crisp blue linen suit and her golden hair a la pompadour under the broad brim of a new spring hat, and as she sprang from the steps and ran lightly down the walk, her lovely face radiant with bright anticipation, she seemed an inseparable part of the gladness and beauty all about her — so thought at least two of the occupants of a wagon- ette which at that moment drew up at the gate, filled with a merry party of picnickers. Fred Sinclair leaped instantly down and, helping her up, took his seat beside her with a confident air of possession that was gall to another sitting just back of them. John Walden was noble looking rather than handsome. His hand-to-hand struggle with the world had left him little time for the society of women and had made him reserved, but now he occupied an enviable position in the medical world, and the sum- mer before when he met ]May Cameron, just graudated from Wes- leyan, he proceeded to fall desperately in love with her. He tried in vain to reason himself out of it, but the more he reasoned, the more slyly Cupid laughed and the swifter flew the deft little arrows. Fred Sinclair was his rival and a formidable one, too, he knew. Handsome, debonair, and with the careless grace that wealth and good breeding confer, he was just the man to win a woman s heart and perhaps break it in the end. Merrily the time passes, until the beautiful woods are reached, “dimpled close with hill and valley, dappled very close with shade,” and although John Walden could not get with May in the general l)airing off, he resolved to know his fate before the sun went down. ‘‘Fortune favors the brave.” Fred, for a wonder, left May for a brief space to go shooting and John found her sitting pensive and alone under the spreading branches of a large oak tree. ‘T have sought you. May,” he said very softly, “for a puri ose.” And then he told her, in his calm, earnest way, of his great love, which had grown too strong for further concealment, and asked her to be his wife. Xow this was May’s first proposal and it was not the impassioned, fervid, love-making of her day-dreams, so she answered coldly : “No, Mr. Walden, I can not be your wife. I do not think you would suit me and I am quite sure I would not suit you; besides, I do not love you as I would the man I wish to marry.” “But you might learn to love me,” he pleaded. “No, I am quite sure I could not,” and she was sincere. He was so different from the man who was to fill her ideal. “Good-by, then,” he said, with infinite pain in face and voice. “I have a telegram which calls me to L , if I leave at once I can reach the city in time to catch the Southern tran. Good-bye and God bless you.” And he was gone. 103 Somehow the time grew dull after he left; the noon hour ap- proached, but she (lid not enjoy the dinner as she thought she would and the hours seemed to drag in the long afternoon. To make matters worse, the May weather sustained its reputation for fickleness, for the sky became overcast with clouds and a drizzling rain set in. Weary, limp, and dispirited, the party drove hack into the city, very diflferent from the gay crowd who had left in the morning. As May alighted at her own gate, Fred whispered, “You are tired to-night, dear; I will come for my answer in the morning. ' ' At that moment a newsboy came running up to them, “Buy a paper, he cried ; “all about the big wreck on the Southern — tres- tle’s broke through, numbers killed and wounded ! With a horrid fear tugging at her heart. May snatched the paper from the boy and flew up the steps and into the hall. There under the gas light she saw the terrible headlines : ‘ Prom- inent physician killed, John Walden. She could read no more, but dropping the paper she seized a gossamer from the rack and en- veloping herself in it, rushed out into the drizzling rain — her only thought to reach his mother, to be near some one who loved him. T beg your pardon. Miss, as she ran plump against a manly form. ‘Why, Miss May, I had no idea this was you. What is the matter? O John ! and it thrilled him through to hear er call his name, but she broke down, sobbing convulsively. That horrid old news- paper said you were killed and I thought I should die too. It was a mistake, he said simply, with the light of a great joy radiating his noble face; the fellow who was killed was John Waters — the reporter seems to have gotten the names confused. F. S. N. a C ciene - am m d y 4aty4 m A 0 4Aa 1 ' C m ’ u J a , Mic « af i iMai0 y A 3rma ii Mcmim in «4 J, |fj- xn fid rmtt , 0tf Jeapuc iU0u4y 9 llTiM yrt (i nUi(4 icfh i «f r-y Mc 0u - Jl - . ; ----- . 1 2 . i t « «5 0 J 0if ic4 4 cj i4c wui ’ m 9 P ' l ' - 1 Jingles A is for Adams, so good and so wise, Whose only great sin is making “goo-goo’ eyes. B stands for Bryan, whose art is her king. And whose voice has always a sweet musical ring. C is for Cary, full of genius galore, And who has never a sigh when her heart-strings are sore. D stands for Deans, clergical beyond measure, Whose splendid “feets in baseball always give pleasure. E is for Eakes, so studious and good, That she wouldn’t flirt a bit, even if she could. F is for Featherstone, a compound appellation That is not well balanced, in view of equation. G is for Gordy, whose “polit” is no trouble. And whose brain is not taxed with the i6 to i bubble. H is for Hightower, not a Pisa however. But whose success is assured, forever and ever. I is never the ego for the editor says no, And am sure each one will reiterate it so. J is for Jordan, whose Biblical name Is always interesting to readers of fame. K is for Knight and also for King, Two names of renown that never cease to ring. L is for Ladson and also Lamar, Though the latter, we acknowledge, is more attractive by far. M is for Matthews, both singular and plural, But never do we think them exceedingly rural. N is for “Nunnally,” whose name is so sweet That it is generally accepted and met without defeat. O is for Orr, a conjunction you see. But in connection with Wesleyan, she is a veritable bee. P is for Pendleton, Perdue and Pate Whose appearances at breakfast are usually late. Q is a question for which comes a blank. But it applies to no girl that stands in our rank. R is for Roberts and Robinson too. Though one is a Sophomore, the other a S stands for Sawyer and Solomon the wise. For fulfillment of name the latter often tries. T is for Tarbutton, which Taylor’s utilize. But are often seen missing on account of one’s size. U is for everyone reading these lines Whose substance is as valuable as gold from the mines. V is for reen, whose singular surname W ' ill not cause her remaining always the same. W stands for so many, that plural egotistical we’ll be And call it our Annual, not in the diminutive wee. Y is an ejaculation in connection with cute. The two coincidences seeming exactly suit. Z is for Ziz Zag, our Annual, you see. Last but not least, you’ll find it to be. 108 Wesleyan Missionaries jfc jfc CKiriA. Mrs. Eliza Jewett Hartwell J Mrs. Julia Jewett Hartwell Miss Laura Haygood J Miss Young J. Allen Mrs. George Loehr Miss Emma Gary Miss Mary Allen I iss Mary Culler White Mrs. W. B. Bonnell, returned. Korea. ATtss ARY Knowles, now there. Died there. Still in China. Brazil. Mrs. Ella Gram ling Tucker, now there. Mrs. Lida Howell Dickson, dead. Mexico. Mrs. Tochie Williams MacDonell, returned. Miss Pauline Dunlap, returned. Indian Territory. Mrs. Irene Ludsley Holt | Mrs. Addie Singleton Branham ; Returned. Mrs. Lillie Purin Green j Mrs. Claude Middlebrooks J A int Martha j “Aunt Martha is dead ’ so the letter ran. and my mind went swiftly back to the time five years before when, sewing in with ever ' stitch a dream of happiness, I sat in her quaint old-fashioned room and listened dreamily to tales of the far-off past, as I worked upon my wedding-clothes. She had a history, this stately old-fashioned woman who bore about her the unmistakable signs of the aristocracy of the old co- lonial days through which she had passed. She was my grandmother’s oldest sister and when 1 grew old enough to appreciate her position and respect her reticence, for she never by word or look alluded to the past, my grandmother told me her sad story. But never once was mention made of it by the dear old lady herself until that summer’s afternoon when her knitting-needles were keeping time to the drone of the bees and my needle flew in and out of the daintly lace fabric I was fash- ioning with so much pains and pleasure. “Ah ! child, thou dost indeed seem happy, and it reminds me of the time when I too wove a gleaming thread of gold into the fabric of the future.” I saw that the flood-gates of piemory were lifted and in an instant was on the stool at her feet. “Dear Aunt Martha, will you not tell me all about it?” I softly cried. Caressingly she placed her shapely hands that had once been so soft and fair, upon my head. “It was just such a summer day as this,” she dreamily began, “that I first met Robert Walker, and he was very handsome — tall, with massive shoulders and as straight as an Indian. You do not see men of his physique these days. His hair was as black as the raven’s wing, and his coal-black eyes, full of expression and fire, could storm and take the citadel of any woman’s heart. I was just twenty and strange as it may seem to you now, was considered in those days very beautiful. Well, we met and it was the same old story — he soon won my heart. He was so different from all other young men of my acquaintance — so elegant and refined, so strong and yet so gravely tender. T threw prud ence to the winds and in vain my father pleaded with me to wait. He was a soldier and had learned discretion under George Washington. I would not listen and in six months from the time we first met, we were married. The eighteen short months that followed were filled with bliss such as falls to the lot of but few. I live them over in my dreams even now,” and she caught her breath in a quick dry sob. “Sometimes I thought he seemed preoccupied and a sad some- thing seemed to weigh upon his mind, but when I would ask the cause he would playfully chit me for my apprehensions and taking me in his arms, would kiss my fears away and soon be his own bright self again. “One moonlight night in June — and the recollection of that night is still as vivid as if seared with red-hot iron into my brain — he kissed me and left our little home, which was on the outskirts of the village, and went for the mail which came but once a week to the little town by the stage-coach. And child, I never looked upon his face again, but all night long I watched and waited, filled with some dread foreboding of evil. He had never left me at night be- fore. As soon as the first gray light of the dawn crept through the casement, I went to my father’s house, but they at home knew nothing of him nor had any one in the village seen him since he left the post-office Svith a letter,’ the loquacious postmaster in- formed us. “Slowly and miserably the days, weeks and months rolled on until two years had passed away, when one day a letter bearing a foreign postmark came for me. I knew the handwriting and tremblingly broke the seal. The letter was full of eloquent plead- ing and tender love. He said when he came to our little town he was already a married man. That he and his wife were not con- genial, that life with her was hell upon earth, and being unable to endure her, he left ; when he met me he knew that I was the one woman God had made for him and he yielded to the great love which soon absorbed him and quivered in every fiber of his being. His sudden departure was caused by the letter which came to him that fateful night. They had found him out and his father wrote to him if he did not return home instantly, all would be exposed. But now he was free, he had secured a divorce and had given their little child to its mother, and that he could not live without me. Ah ! he begged so anxiously and earnestly to come back. That night I fought the hardest battle of my life, for my heart pleaded for him, but God gave me grace to see my duty and strength to do it. I wrote him, as I hoped to be forgiven, I freely forgave him the great wrong he had done me but his duty was to his only real wife, and that I would not sin against God and the Holy Book by uniting my destiny to a man with a living wife; that divorces meant nothing in the sight of God and that I would never look upon his face again. There came one other letter full of despair and eloquent pleading, but I never replied to it.” She arose, and going to an old chest, took from it two letters yellow with age, and placed them in my hands. Reverently I touched them as something sacred, and as 1 read, I realized what a powerful will it must have taken to i esist their pleading and hold fast to the right. “And did you never hear from him again?” I ventured. “Yes, about twenty years afterward a traveling peddler came to the town and my father learned that he came from Robert’s old home. On inquiring, we learned that he had died the year before, his wife having preceded him to the grave. The years of my pil- grimage have been many, but they will soon be ended, for 1 have I long S4nce i)assecl the ‘threescore years and ten God has been very good to me and altho’ the way has been sometimes rough, my friends have never failed me, and of late years you, dear, have been an inexpressible comfort to me and I shall miss you sorely when you go. ' As she ceased speaking, the daylight softly departed and the summer twilight stole silently, reverently into the room. I arose and lovingly kissed the dear old faded lips, my eyes filled with “Aunt Martha is dead I resumed the letter, “and the dear old soul seemed so pleased to go. Age? I do not doubt it. The friends of her childhood, youth and later days had all departed. And who knows but that in that fair land in the springtime of per- petual youth she may at last be united to her Robert, where no sin or sorrows will ever come between. F. S. N. tears. A R inaway Wesleyan Hat One morning when the golden day Was smiling after tears, We gazed upon the foaming stream That dashed against the piers. Ocnnilgee, usually most mild, Had left its wonted banks, And with the trees that fringed its shore Had played the wildest pranks. A stiff, cool breeze with boisterous air, And mind on mischief bent, Did whisper to Edwina’s hat. As o’er the rail she leant. At first the graceful ostrich plume Did quiver with affright, And then it seemed to wave itself And answer with delight. I know not what the question was. Nor what was the reply; But from Edwina’s startled head Tliat beaver hat rose high. And carried by the whirling wdnd. With many a graceful sw ep It sank at length upon the tide Just w here it was most deep. It sailed upon the rushing stream Majestic as a queen. Its plume in triumph waving high , By watching eyes was seen. . 1 A negro man with iron arm . Leaped from the crowded shore. ‘ ' He won’t get me!” so thought the hat; But its fears grew more and more. As the bold, swift stroke of the swdmmer’s arm Soon brought him all too near; And when he grasped that saucy plume, The watchers gave a cheer. . • Then slowly that unwilling hat Was carried back to land. To where a sympathetic crowd Did ’round Edwina stand. li Alas! its glossy pride was gone! Its graceful feather, too. Was dripping wet; but I am glad That it w as saved. Aren’t you And now upon the highest shelf. All dried and put away. With solemn thoughts of past misdeeds It w aits a better day. Z. ”3 Old Johnson You ask me to show you a man faithful and true to his duty, and ril point you to one who, though his color is not the fairest, has a heart pure and white. See him now as he bends over his hoe, and makes every stroke as carefully as a lady plies her needle in embroidering. As I approach nearer, I see that his clothes are tattered and worn from long use. You can tell by this fact that his life is one of toil and sorrow, and that hy the sweat of his brow he earns his bread. “Good morning, Johnson,’ I said cheerily. “Good mornin’ Mistus,” he responds, with that little bow and scrape” peculiar only to negroes who have lived “befo de wah.” “I have just been down to see your garden, Johnson, and think you have made great im- provements down there.” “Yes, Mistus, ’Fessor Hinton made a — some kind of a somethin’ in de sky down derc ; eclipse, I think he say, and it looks real nice. Rut de Doctor he never gimme no seeds to plant till I’m ’fraid it done too late. Rut I’ll do my part.” Yes, he will do his part, and he will surely be rewarded when he struggles through with this old world of toil and sorrow. I asked him one day if he was a member of the church. Yes, ma’am,” he said. “I’se a member of the first liaptist Church. I took the water route, Mistus, an’ I’m jest as shore to git a seat in heaven as I’m livin’ now. My seat’s done ready an waitin’ up dere. Mistus, how any body don’t believe in de Lord is more’n I can see, cause he shows he loves us every day dat come. It jest conies nat’ral for me to drap down on my knees when I git up in de mornin’ an’ — you may not b’lieve it, Mistus, but it’s so — when I’m walkin’ ’hoiit here, 1 ])ray all de time to myself. Den when night comes, 1 drap down on my knees again to thank him for let- tin’ me live through de day, and givin’ me plenty to eat, Mistus, dis world down here is jest de dressin’ room, an’ de soul’s got to be dressed up down here, or it’ll be too late when de Master calls us home. Dis old body is de house de soul lives in an’ you can de- stroy dis body, an’ it’ll go back to dust. But dat soul, it’ll go right on up to heaven.” W hat do you suppose we’ll do when we get to heaven,” I asked. Lor’, Mistus, we’ll just fly from one side o’ de temple to de oder, and eat milk and honey. We won’t have to work no more up dere. Jest rest forever.” Such is the old man’s faith, and his daily life shows that he lives up to it. He has been in the service of the college for many years and is interested in everything conceniing its welfare. His life here has been such that 1 have no doubt when he reaches the Eternal Home above, the Master will say to him: “W’ell done, thou good and faithful servant. Thou hast been faithful over a few things ; I will make thee ruler over many things.” M. H. S. 5 Wesleyan Hits Wanted. — Agents — Quick Sale! — A new Mixture! — Will cure measles, la grippe, chilblains, remove grease spots, mend broken furniture and china, repolish pianos, clean bicycles, preserves canned fruit, and an excellent tonic for the scalp. Patented by the Analytical Chemistry Class, Wesleyan College. If not as adver- tised, money refunded on condition that the label has not been broken nor the cork removed. Perfectly hannless! Any child can use! Wanted. — Some Readers to appreciate this joke. Carree Wooten was out to dinner with a young man. Quoth the y. m., presenting the printed bill of fare: ‘‘Miss Carree, what will you have?” Miss C. W. : “Nothing but just me-n-u.” Notice. — The IVeslcyan editorial staff announces that they have not joined the Federation of American Lalxjr Organization, and that the subscribers need fear a strike. Notice. — To Spring Poets — I can give a limited number of l oems and poemettes to responsible parties. Long or short metre, by the yard or foot. Cash with order. To Exchange. — Any one caring to exchange a French vocabu- lary for a much-used German one, please apply at once to Louise Peddy. Exchange. — Lois Little wishes to exchange places from the Junior Bible Class to the Senior Bible Class, preferring Paul and his Journeys. Wanted. — A Position — Music, Morals or Manners. Precep- tress in a Girls’ Finishing School preferred. Bertha Pate. Personal. — Mary Sims Wheeler (“Chattanooga Mary”), agent for the revised edition of Paradise Lost, entitled “Eden Forsaken.” Personal. — The coming summer, Martha Hatcher will give les- sons to a few apt and intelligent pupils on, “How to keep house on a limited income.” Personal. — Mary Addie Murph is anxiously awaiting a compe- tent Stenographer to take notes. A Mercer student preferred. Must know long and short hand. Personal Ads. — The latest styles in dress — morning and even- ing costumes. Apply to Misses Wimberly and Knight. Lost. — One Girl — Will answer to the name of Alice Cary. Last seen behind a large S. A. E. pin. Return to Roberts Hall. Lost. — The truth of the law that no two objects can occupy the same space at the same time. For proof, ask Lalia Whiting. Lost. — All interest in scientific discoveries — excepting Liquid Air. Helen Roberts. Lost. — One Theta Pin. No reward offered to finder. Annie Peeples. Found. — One S. A. E. Pin. Owner need not call for it. Annie Peeples. Found. — The Bertha Adams who strayed away from college some time ago — has at last returned. ii6 The Crokers j Tune Histkr. — Mamie Uarrs. Tenor. — Laura Dean. Soprano. — Alice Cary. Alto. — Lucy Simpson, Martha Brown. Bass. — Nell Knight. Contralto. — Nettie 1 cacock. Mute. — Katharine Dean. Grand CKori s Mary Gordy, Gladys Tilley. Florrie Bryan. Anna B. Tapin. Irma Harper. Georgia Simmons. Clara Pittard. Adah Williams. Mary Joe Barrow. Annie Barrs. Tommie L. Hightower. Lucie Lester. Della Manning. Bessie Bradley. Zadie Tucker. Agnes Akins. Vera Doster. Pauline Boyd. Mattie Weaver. Maiul Leman. BooULick Association J Color GREEN. Master in Charge. — Mattie Hatcher. Master of Ceremony. — Lois Little. Worshipful Master.— Alice Cary. Fellow Crafts Helen Pendleton. Laliah Adams. Myra Stubbs. Lillie Williams. Fannie Harris. Lucile Dennis. 120 Debatin f Club yji President. — Louise Peddy. Stage Managers. — era Doster, Evelyn Love joy. Secretary. — Joe Hammond. Members. — Pauline Boyd, Mina Wooten. 121 Gobblers Jii jn Yell “GOBBLE, GOBBLE, GOBBLE.” Motto “TO GOBBLE— ANY OLD THING, ETC.” £ml lein A STRUTTING GOBBLER. Object EAT AND KEEP THINGS MOVING. Members of tbe FlocR Chief Gobbler. — Virginia Watts. Blue Ribbon Gobbler. — Lalia Whiting. Puffer. — Alice Cary. Roost Ruler. — Annie Peeples. Strutter. — Helen Pendleton. Continual Rooster. — Nellie Knight. First Scrapper. — Mamie Hatcher. Industrious Scratch er. — Laliah Adams. Grand For. ger. — Julia Daniel. Little Gobblers. — Julian Perdue, Agnes Ladson. Honorary Leader of the Flock. — M. L. S. Conner. 123 SRy SRraper Klub Skntimkntal Skraper. — Louise Peddy. Slim Skraper. — Jennie X’ereen. Office Skraper. — Katherine Edmondson. Queenly Skraper. — Annie E. Williams. Talkative Skraper. — Irma Harper. Blo.nt) Skraper. — Joe Hammond. V ' ain Skraper. — Nora Knoblock. NigiitinCi. le Skraper. — Mary Lee Pounds. Coquettish Skraper. — Anna George Betts. Wild West Club Ji Flowers. Motto “EAT ’EM ALIVE.” Ring Leaders. — Twins Johnson. May Diffey. Tempie Collier. Lillian Garrott. Lillie Williams. Louis Crane. Amanda Stringfellow. Elizabeth Sawyer. 124 Tom Ttwimb Family h Jin j Tom Thumb . . . Irs. Tom Thumb First Fincer . . Second Finger . Third F:nger . . Fourth Finger . Mattie Hatcher. . . Lola Cook. Edvvina Mallette. Margaret Cooper. . Lucile Dennis. . Lydia Barrs. 12: L The Stradivaritis Club Marie L. Skidmore Conner. 1 Leader. First Violins. Second Violins. Martha Williams. Fliss Matthews. Bertha Pate. Nellie Reynolds 11a Bond. Anna George Betts. Katherine Edmondson. Marguerite Erwin. Third Violins. Fourth Violins. Seaton Taylor. Mary Lee Davis. Joe Hammond. Martha Weaver. Edna Mizell. Maude Moseley. Florence Niles Bessie Bradley. Assistants. Eileen Roberts. Ruth Garrott. 126 Miss Holister, Instructor. Maye Diffey Kate Robinson The Glee Club Pearle Johnson Teinpie Collier Lora Tinsley 127 Elmer Kirkland Luis Talley Elizabeth Wilson “Facts that Fit“ jC Xclle Knight: To be or not to be, that is the question. Martha Whitman: How doth the little busy bee improve each shining hour. Georgia Wilder: “The glass of fashion and the mold of form.’’ Ruby Pickett: Here’s a large mouth indeed. Louise Peddy: Fate made me what I am. Julian Perdue: I would not, if I could, be gay. Leona Snyder : Pale Care now sits enthroned upon that cheek. Mattie Hatcher: I do not wish to have a sweetheart near me. Bertha Adams: If I am fair, ’tis for myself alone. Lola Cook: My little body is aweary of this great world. Agnes Ladson : Faultily faultless, icily reg ilar, splendidly null. Margaret Bryan: Rare compound of oddity, frolic and fun. Gussie Finney: The helpless look of blooming infancy. Ethel Wynn: A little curly-headed good-for-nothing. Margie Burks: ’Tis ever thus with noble minds. Lillie Williams: Talking, she knew not why, and cared not what. Zaidee Erwin : Skilled in the ogle of a roguish eye. Hattie Wimberly: Even innocence itself hath many a wile. Bertha Pate: What next? I know not, do not care. Lucy Lester: For what I will, I will, and there’s an end. Leonora Williams: Why did my parents send me to the schools? That I with knowledge might enrich my mind. Mina W’ooten: Learning, that cobweb of the brain. Profane, erroneous and vain. Alice Cary: For none more likes to hear herself converse. Evelyn Lovejoy : O wad some power the giftie gie us To see oursels as ithers see us. Twins Johnson: Tis strange there should such difference he ’Twixt tweedle-dum and tweedle-dee. Julia Daniel: If there is any thing in which I shine ’Tis in arranging all my friends’ affairs. j Georgelle Simmons : Where ignorance is bliss ’Tis folly to be wise. Vera Doster: As idle as a painted ship • Upon a painted ocean. j Laliah Adams: If her tongue’s keen, her heart’s tender. j Margaret Coo|)er: Where is the man that has the power and skill I To stem the current of a woman’s will?! Kate Robinson : Plainness has its peculiar temptations quite as much as beauty. Amanda Stringfellow : A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow. Annie Peeples: Make no man your id ol. i Helen Pendleton: How blindly we talk when we talk of trifles. Annie Garbutt: Fashioned so slenderly, t Young and so fair. Katherine Edmondson : There is a pleasure in poetic pains Which only poets know. i Edwina Mallette: In small proportion we just beauties see. Mary A. Murph: Some to church repair, Xot for the doctrine, but the music there. Mattie Lamar: Colors seen by candle light Will not look the same by day. Ruth Garrott : babe in the house is a wellspring of pleasure. Elizabeth Sawyer: A little nonsense now and then Is relished by the wisest men. Frances Noble: A little learning is a dangerous thing. 128 The Q. T. T.’s Jii Amoiifjf the other clubs anti societies of the college is the Q. T. T. Club. This has been organized only this school term. There were seven charter members. Since that time two have been “rushecr and have undergone the terrors of the initiation. As yet we have no ball, hut meet in different i)laces. Our colors are green and white and our motto, “Anything for a laugh.” Though few in number, w ' e have good times together and we assure the students of Wesleyan that they have not heard their last from the Q. T. T. We leave it to you to guess what is meant by the letters Q. T. T. 1 29 A Senior’s Reverie «« To a college girl the happiest memories cluster alK)ut the spring. It has a romance, a picturesqueness, an indefinable charm associated with no other part of the year. Every college has its spring festivals, expressions of the joyous life of the hundreds of students who throw themselves heart and soul into the college observances firmly established by precedent and grown dear by long usage. One of the most noticeable features of a woman ' s college is the endless resources of the students and the utter absorption in the life at college. A student may be the most popular of summer girls and possess charms and graces innumerable, but let her re- turn to college and she is captain of an athletic team with the honor of her college and her class to sustain, or she is president of her class and has innumerable committees to appoint and to superin- tend, she is a Senior and gazed ujx)n with reverential awe by un- derclassmen. Amid all the merry ceremonies of the spring there is a tinge of sadness especially for the Seniors who are leaving their Alma Ma- % ter forever. It is perhaps the evening of class-day that stay ' long est in the memory. The girls are in simple light gowns, for W es- leyan has never adopted the academic cap and gown, and com- mencement day itself sees a mass of white interspersed with flow- ers. The late May du.sk lingers and the campus, with its scent of summer flowers, its dim figures strolling back and forth, is no longer the cami)us of every day, but a dream country whose people are the fancies of a poet. Upon the stillness of the warm night come the class songs — songs which have grown dear to the listen- ing Seniors through long as.sociation. Girls who have known each other well in college cluster together. In a few days they are Seniors no longer, but graduates; but to-night they are still chil- dren of the college and the life is not yet over. Alumnae, back per- haps after long years, converse in reminiscent tones of the days of the past and of the changes that have been made and prophesy the changes time has still to make. Mothers of girls who have been fast friends in college sit in a quiet corner, glad to discuss the life from an observer’s standpoint, and glad to talk over college experience in which both have been interested. During these closing days the girl graduate, just before stepping out into the world, can not help looking back with fond regret upon the happy years of her life at college. For girls’ college life by no means is all a grind. Commencement is a prolonged social function of a week’s dura- tion, with guests, ice cream and music at all hours of the day and night. In spite of the apparent jollity, however, there is considerable sadness connected with these last few days of Senior life, for no matter how good a time a girl may have in the real society out- side, it will be a different sort of a good time and nothing can fully take the ])lacc of the irresponsible spontaneity of her undergraduate days. A. E. W. 130 A Chapter from the Lamentations of a Freshman 1. How doth a Freshman sit solitary who was once great in the grammar school? Why doth she sit humbled in the college halls who was wont in the high-school to be surrounded with glory? 2. The faculty have covered her with a cloud of wrath and cast down her jubilant spirits; yea, in the day of their anger have for- gotten her good recitations. 3. The Freshman doth remember, in the time of her afflictions and of her miseries, pleasant things in the days of old. 4. But now are all teachers gathered up as a pack of wolves against the lazy Freshman; they have swallowed up all her fond hopes (of short lessons) and have deigned no respite: in their wrath they have thrown down lessons upon lessons, yea, evil of every kind, on the unhappy daughters of luck. 5. They have cut off in their fierce anger all privileges from the mourning Freshman, and their ire is stirred against her as a glowing brand. 6. All her enemies do stand about in secret places purposing to destroy her: either singly they attack her in the class-room, or all together conspire they in that assembly of horrors, the faculty-meet- ing. 7. Another standeth as an adversary by the permission book on Monday morning, and catcheth the unwary wicked one; scorneth she the deceitful one with righteous indignation, and the schemes of the foolish one are brought to naught. Alas ! is the sight of town and the delight of secret meetings denied such an one. 8. The watchful foes break suddenly in upon the solemn feasts of midnight, and despise the startled and distressful cries of the law- breakers. 9. Alas ! They remember not the time when they themselves were not oracles of wisdom and pinks of propriety ! 10. Therefore is the poor Freshman, like Lisyphus of old, pun- ished with never-ending tasks ; and at meals, bread and tough steak only shall she have. It is decreed. 11. O heartless ones, ye have heard the cry of the humbled; even abate your torments. For by them have the fountains of genius and inspiration been dried up. 12. O guardian angel of the Freshman! O departed collegians, art thou haunted by cruel visions of thy Freshman year? Speak not of it! We wonder not. « 13. O shades of Socrates, Demosthenes, Csesar, Cicero, Fox, Pitt, Webster, Clay — O members of the Wesleyan Faculty — were any of ye ever a brain-and-tongue-tied Freshman? 14. O most wretched Fates! O most miserable world! O poor brain ! O most unhappy Freshman ! 15. But lift up thine head, O grief-stricken ones; my heart saith unto me, ' non meute, sed aninto (Freshman Motto). 16. In the distance I discern the oases of a Junior year, and just beyond a graduating day, when, with diploma in hand, we shall begin to roam the Elysian Fields of School-days -over. Marguerite Erwin. i F ff vn I The Ideal Girl (Dedicated to the Wesleyan Girls.) Where shall this creature of “exceeding good ’ This promise fair of glorious womanhood, Reveal herself in all those charms complete Wherein the best hopes of our race shalt meet? WeVe sought her far and near for many a day; She haunts our thoughts and dearest dreams alway. And now she seems so near, and yet so far, This maiden with the beauty of the star Of morning shining in her upturned face, And in her figure every line of grace And strength combined. In her true voice are found Remembrance of every sweetest sound. Her aspirations pure outreach the sun, And every mountain height attained is one More step to those sublime shining peaks Where God is neighbor near who daily speaks, Yet in warm humanness she seems so nigh We dare not in our fruitless search to cry, “Impossible to reach ! Too far away !” Oh ! say not so, brave heart. Even now, to-day. She draweth near ! Relieve me for ’tis true — This girl ideal sleeps in each of you. Emily M. Allen. 182 A Glimpse of Wesleyan Life Once I saw a lady enter the Wesleyan gate for the first time, and to my surprise, instead of remarking upon the magnificent structure of the grand old college, or its lovely campus, she said : ‘Those vio- lets are too thick; why don’t they have them worked out?” Al- though my first impression of Wesleyan was very unlike that one, it was a little queer. I saw first a disconsolate group of red-eyed girls and immediately said mentally, “new students”; just behind them was a fat little fellow who has always since been associated in my mind with Humpty Dumpty. I wondered why the old girls were so desirous of showing me to my room, and why after doing so, they did not allow me to “decorate” it according to my ideas of what a college girl’s room should be. It afterward became clear. When, tired and dusty from the cars, I turned to my trunk expecting to find all the little toilet articles which a mother’s loving hands had packed, I found instead a little hair trunk studded in spots with brass tacks. Of course a girl’s curiosity bade me investigate the queer little exchange, but lo ! within were a few worn articles evidently the property of one of the opposite sex, and in one of the pockets of a slick greenish frock coat, a flask half-filled with “tangle-foot,” some greasy cards, and in the other a little Testament containing a ragged envelope addressed in a chirography painfully evident that of a negro, to “Rev. Tobias Simpkins, Esq.” Without going farther, I closed the trunk and sat down to weep for my fresh muslins and dimities which had proba- bly gone to some colored exhorter. Woe unto the vanity of antici- pating a good entrance into college ! Next morning I heard “faintly borne to me on the messengers of Aurora” the sound of a bugle. The signal for rising, I supix)sed, but “O tempora, O Mores,” I had heard so much of the Wesleyan bells and now they use a bugle ! I hastily arose, prepared for breakfast, and — waited. After two and a half hours, three bells were rung, and afterward 1 was told that the cornet was blown by an old negro in ' ineville each morning at four-thirty to arouse the factory people. A character who is usually the center of a group of girls is Sa- vannah, the old negress who sells chickens, sandwiches, pie, and pea- nuts at a side gate. It really is marvelous how she is the magnet for all our coins, and it is as useless trying to avoid that result as to “stem the flood with sand.” . Next to Savannah and her delicacies, the most interesting feature of Wesleyan is the famous old Johnson — much sung in song and story, and whose health is always in “a most perfect state of compound salubrity and sanctimonious prog- nostification — yas’m.” He it is who believes that “dis ole worl’ is jes’ a dressin’ room and my trunk ' s already packed, bless Gawd.” Wesleyan always will stand forth in iny mind surrounded by a “half-concealing, half-revealing” brick wall. “How often, oh how often,” has the dismissal silence hour bell given the signal for the girls to tramp down stairs and begin the afternoon stroll beside the old brick wall, with Mercer students promenading “harmoniously and in equal time” on the other side! C.VRY, ' 03. 133 When I ' m a Teacher ji Just when a girl is having fun From me shell never have to run, For ril not show my learned face At unexpected time and place — When Fm a teacher. A girl the stars from heaven may call, In street, or dining-room, or hall. And laugh and laugh from sun to sun : Oh, yes, I’ll let her have her fun — When I’m a teacher. And when a burning sugar smell A candy-making tale does tell. I’ll not just then a visit make The schoolgirls’ joy away to take — When I’m a teacher. A pupil’s zeal I’ll ne’er cool once And make her feel like she’s a dunce. When she’s produced her grandest line With meter right, and also rhyme — When I’m a teacher. I ne’er will rap at eleven o’clock At some girls’ door her nerves to shock, .A-nd in her ears this mystic sing: “My dear, you heard the gas-bell ring” — When I’m a teacher. And when in study hours I see A girl unusually full of glee, I’ll never take it as my task To say: “Did you permission ask?” — When I’m a teacher. And I’ll not tell a girl she’s sweet, And in my room her grandly treat; And next day meet her in the hall. Just barely nod — her name not call — When I’m a teacher. At girlish pranks, nor lessons bad, I’ll ne’er look gloomy, sour, nor sad; My face with kindness so will beam That like an angel I will seem — When I’m a teacher. And fragile? Girls who can’t work much I’ll not be cross, but kind to such; Their resolutions good I’ll see — How popular I’ll always be — When I’m a teacher. But no partiality I’ll show, And all will love me then I know. Perhaps you’re sure these things can’t be, But wait — and some day you will see — When I’m a teacher. L. A. W 34 ; j m When Mother Was a College Girl v4 4 The college girls of years ago Did surely have to act “just so,” For mother says she ne’er was known To talk in harsh or blatant tone — When she was a college girl. She never ran out in the hall, A girl two floors above to call ; And with her feet ne’er scraped the floor. Nor open left, nor banged, the door — When she was a college girl. At twelve she never burned her light, Her room she always kept in plight For students’, teachers’, matron’s eye, No dust in her room they did spy — When she was a college girl. She ne’er played sick and stayed away From lessons on her “hardest day ” To breakfast she was e’er on time, Oh, yes, she never missed the line — When she was a college girl. She never knew she had a back. As up five flights of stairs she’d track. Her soul with lofty ])urpose fired She says her body never tired — When she was a college girl. She always knew her lessons well, And what she knew she then could tell ; But now she says she’s growing okl. And can’t remember what she told — When she was a college girl. My teacher says that every page Which I learn now Fll know in age; But mother can’t remember true The Psalms she learned in eighty-two — When she was a college girl. She never went up in the ' gyni” And danced when all the lights were dim She never crowed Thanksgiving eve. The teachers, pupils to deceive — When she was a college girl. She did not correspond with boys She had no taste for shallow joys; My mother must have been so smart She made the whole of Georgia start — When she was a college girl. She loved the noble, true, and high. To reach perfection she did try; To hear her tell it, one would think She almost reached perfection ' s brink When she was a college girl. But really now, I can not see How she so dignified could be. So sober, clever and sedate. And learn so much in spite of fate — And be a college girl. L. W. 136 A Girls’ Problems j j BY KATHERINE EDMONDSON. (Those wishing answers by mail, should inclose stamps.) Dear Editor: I wish to know the symptoms of over-study. I feel that I have had too much. Am anxiously awaiting The Editor advises Vera to discontinue heavy ' work and take Picntx of out-door exercise. , Dear Editor: I am a young girl, who has received a very arc et love-letter. How long should I wait before answering it ? 1 ha e known him several years. _ The Editor ' will ans ' wer Leonora on receipt of a stamped eiu elope. Dear Editor: Will voii kindly tell me of a suitable pre.sent for a young man who supports himself and has wealthy parents? I want something: reasonable, yet appropriate. r r ’ If the young lady will buy any of the follo ' wmg, feel assured u ' c’rXL b tM:A silver sercsvdriver. a slofsMeb. or to the E mor ; Do you thing it intlclicaK for me to .rear a young man’s ring when he is paying attention to another gir . IVe advise you to do as xou think best. . Dearest Eclitor: Kindlv inform me m your interesting column the most convenient and stylish way to manage a trained skirrt IVe are pronounced advocates of the walking skirt and can not ad ' T)t4r Editor: Is it wasting money to have your • when you can get twenty-eight for a ejuarter. I ' ,,,, IVe think it a good opportunity provided the foto-grabber is an To the Editor: What do you think of People(s) who take fcod from the rooms of hungry girls? A. L. and J. P. We think it e.rtremcly bad taste. ■ . .i , t Dear Editor: What plan would you advise me to adopt that 1 might gain first honor and not need to work? , j ’• We consider this a peculiar case, and do not feci capable of advis- ing you. Dear Editor : 1 am verv cpiiet and do not like to talk. How can 1 leani to tep up the whole conversation? l lease sugg st_some ll e recommend Atlanta, Christy and Football. cn- Kind Editor : Do tell me how I may go to school ami enjoy s . . L-ENA cietv at the same tune. itVthtf ' flm ' iratLd 1 receive a ten- pound box of Hiiyler’s every week. Do you think if ' we had that much it ' would mean that ' we ivcre sub- some vinegar and Sapo i on it took the color out. What shall I do? Little looper We think Little Cooper had better get a nrw dress. Dear Editor: Do you think it possible for ine to wear my last summer’s shirt-waists without their being recognized. K. j. We rather commend it. and think maybe a little Persian trimming ardfry ' loathe Editor : What would you recommend for a very delicate irirl who wants to be strong: and athletic. r r j j j • ■ Why not take the rest cure ' with plenty of food and the latest °To the Editor who answers everybody : I am a bloncle with very vermilion hair. What color shall I buy for a swell ’ Surely combinations of carnation, red and lavendar, or sea-green and plum ' would be most becoming. . , , r .i Dear Editor : I am verv fond of music but have never studied it. wS in„rn„Knt nonld yin advise me to « « . 0 , t at I m.gte play a tun? in a week ? Try the Harp (Jetv ' s) or Flute. 38 n w?rT Taylor Shoe Co., HEADQUARTERS FOR QUALITY, FASHION AND FIT. Thonc 66. 5J9 Cherry St., MACON, GA. | King Olipbant, I ■ I Pharmaeists, 0 pp. Court House, . . MACON. GA. Cor. Cotton Avc. and Mulberry St. 559 Cherry St. Is always prepared to show the most beautiful line of Dress Goods, Silks, spring and summer Wash Fabrics and all kinds of Fancy Goods and Notions, Fine Dress Trimmings, Umbrellas and Underwear special Low Prices to College Students. DRESSMAKING DONE IN THE BUILDING. : : : : : Fashionable Millinery AT REASONABLE PRICES. THE BAIARR, 517 CHERRY STREET. Ladies’, Misses’ and Children’s Trimmed and Untrimmed Hats, Infants’ Caps, Etc. : : : : : NACON GEORGIA. Newman Millinery Co., 550 Cherry Street. The largest Millinery Store in the city. The very latest styles of Headwear at the lowest prices. A full line of Fascinators, Knit Shawls, Infants’ Caps and Cloaks just opened. Newman Millinery Co, J. S. MILNER, Photographer, MACON, GEORGIA. Special Rates to W esleyan. 142 Southern Elcctri Supply Co., ELECrmOAL CONTRACTORS. Electric Motors, Generators, Fans, Bells Annunciators and Electric Lighting Fixtures. 614 Mulberry St. Telephone 212. T- A- COLEnAN, DEAL.BR stationery, Office and Schooi Suppiies. Bibles, Blank Books, Magazines, Newspapers, Fountain Pens. fine stationery and Engraving. 308 SECOND STREET. Southern Ag;ents for Whiting ' s Fine Correspondence Paper. i I No. 1617. Organized 1865. The Third National Bank. . i I I Macon Georgia. | w . I. A FLOURNOY, WHOLESALE AND RETAIL DEALER IN Staple and Fancy Groceries. GERMAN, FRENCH AND ENGLISH DELICACIES. POULTRY, FRUITS, ETC., IN SEASON. : Ph ones 26 and 720. If You Get It Here It will be Fresher, Better and Nicer than if it came from the ordinary stores Special Prices On CHOCOLATES, COCOAS, FRUITS, PRESERVES, PICKLES. ETC. The Great Atlantic and Pacific Tea Co., H. W. ELKINS, Manager. 608 Cherry St. Morris Witchinski, (formerly Miss R Morris Co.) French Millinery. Prompt Attention Given to Nall Orders 119 Cotton Ave. NACON, GA. ESTABLISHED I860 oi Ly FIRST-CLASS WORK. BLACKSHEAR, THE LEAt)ING PHOTOGRAPH O F TH E eiTg. j a. ' .:;; M Sterling Silver M FOR KEDDIN6 6IFTS. M KfATCHESi For Graduates.t Visiting Cards M AND KfEDDIN6 INVITATIONS. •iji- The Latest and Best at STEVENS’ JEHELRY STORE, 366 Second St. M4 HTNRY HERHEL, Proprietor. MERKEL’S BAKERY, Confectionery, Fancy Toys, Etc. 622 Cherry St. Telephone 738. Willingham Sash an d Door Co. DEALERS IN — Builders and Painters SUPPLIES, CABINETS. MANTELS AND HARDWARE. 457 Third St. - - MACON, GA. ' 999999 999999999999 999 999999999a 999 ( ' 9 0 ' «999il W. A. DOODY CO., 513 Cherry St., HACON, QEORQIA. The Ladles ' favorite place for the selection of Fine Dress Materials, Ready Made Suits, Skirts and Slylish Waists. A great collection of Fancy Articles, Neckwear, Ribbons, Qloves, Fans, Parasols, Etc. : : : : : MACON’S LEADING Dry Goods House Correct Styles and Everything Up-to-Date. Special Attention to Mail Orders. Express Paid on Cash Orders of $5.00 or More. Periodical Tickets Taken on Cash Purchases. Soutbero PacKirpg Co. dealer in choice WESTERN AND NATIVE A EAT5 ’Phone 351. 620 Cherry St LOANS NEQDTIATED ON IflPROVED REAL ESTATE AT LOWEST MARKET RATES. . . . Funds conservatively Invested in Real Estate Loans, bearing from 5 per cent, to 8 per cent. Interest, according to amount of loan and character of security. Improved farm lands for Sale on long Time and Easy Terms. HOWARD M. SMITH, MAOOH, GA. No. 314 Second Street, The Welsbach Light Is the Ideal Light for a Student. : : : FOR SALE BY MACON GAS-LIGHT AND WATER CO. i YOUNG LADIES,. h Wake up Ike oM Caterer at ||| U Wesleyan and tell him te buy S. R. JAOUES 6 TINSLEY CO.’S ti ROYAl ewi FLOUR, f ij It will make your Lessons as well as your Bread Liiht. All of the K( best retailers sell It. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Q R.H.PLAMT. X CHA8. O. HURT. Oamhrer. Eatsbiimhed laea. X X X X X X X X X X X X T. C. Plant’s Son, BANKER, MAGOM, GEORGIA, X XXXXX XXX XXX X XXXX XXXXXXXXXX i 1 H u H n Union Savings Bank Trust Co. MACON, GEORGIA. Safety Deposit Boxes for Rent. J. V. CABANISS President. 8.8. DUNLAP, Vice-President. 0. M.ORR Cashier. O. H.CABANISS Accountant. CapStai, Surplus, $ 200,000 . 30,000 Interest paid on deposits. Economy is the road to wealth. Deposit your savinf?. ) and they will bf increased by Intere.st. Com- pounded Hemi-anmially. 1 f HE MEW DRUG STORE, i m 1 i n. J. UNAR Si CO. i i: 1 Between Doody and Burke’s, ::in I The Finest Soda Fountain in the City. i PRESIDED OVER BY AN EXPERT DISPENSER. I§ I IVesieyan Drinks Our Speciaity 0 DOM ' T MISS THE PLACE. Headquarters for the Newest and Best i 512 Cherry St. MACON, GA. w Let Us FifI It. Have you a Prescription to fill? If so, why should you not choose your Druggist as well as to choose your physician? Your recovery depends as much on the proper compounding of your prescriptions as on the proper diagnosis and treatment of your case by your physician. If your Druggist is wrong, it is little worth to you to have your physician right. WE NEED YOUR TRADE. r We Guarantee you Purity, Accuracy and Skill. A 0ix AVorris Drug Go., Cor. Cherry St. and Cotton Ave. MACON, GA. 147 When You Fall a Victim R. 6. KEEN, • • Dmaior in , , To one, or more, of the many ills which human flesh is heir to, and feel that Only the Best Of Medicines are what you need, let your prescriptions be compounded at The College Hill Pharmacy. Where Drugs of the highest purity are always used, and combined according to the rules of science. Toilet Articles, Candles and Druggists Sundries. We’ll send for prescriptions or orders, fill and deliver promptly. RtMa 75, J. CASERIO CO., Wholesale and Retail Store MANUFACTURERS OF CANDY, FINE CONFECTIONERY, FRUITS. ot Cakes, Crackers, Tobacco and Cigars. HOMK-MADK CANDY, 10c lb. FANCY CANDY . 15 to 20c lb. CHOCOLATE CANDY, 25 to 40c lb. 220 Ooiion MACOO, CA, Phonm 350, staple and Fancy Groceries, PINE TEAS AND COffEES. ’Phone 105. 212 Cotton Avenue. f ■ A. Guttenterger Co., I Pianos and Organs. SHEET music. MUSICAL 600DS. I No. 452 Second Street. . . . MACON, GA. 2303 A Well Dressetl Woman I And pretty shoes are boon companions. The lady I who called the beautiful Footwear in our windows “dreams’’ was not far wrong. It is the dream of every woman to have a prettv and attractive foot. Many r.f the beautiful Spring Shoes we are showing can not be found elsewhere in Macon. For summer we have Ideal Kid, Vici Kid, Patent I Leather, high, low and medium heel Oxfords. All widths and sizes are here to please the well dressed ! woman. ! CU8BY A McKA IT the Shoe Dea ers Books and Stationery. Ail the Latest Books for Sale or Rent. Latest Styles Stationery, Lowest Prices. Picture Frames Made to Order. Satisfaction guaranteed, both as to Price and Workmanship OLD SCHOOL BOOHS Bought, Sold and Exchanged. We make a specialty of School Trade. MeEVOY BOOK STATIONERY CO., 572 0he,i‘ySt., . . MACOM, OA. W. Q. Middlebrooks Go. GROCERIES. Prompt Delivery. ' Phone 323. 148 464 First Street. REID SHOE CO., High Grade Eow Shoes rOR SPRING E. Y. MALLARY. J. J. COBB. W. POLNILL WHEELER. President. Cashier. Assistant Cashier COMMERCIAL ..AMD.. SA VINOS BANK Commercial Bank Building, MACON, • • - 6EOR6IA. Private accounts subject to check a specialty. Interest allowed, 4 per cent, in Savings Department. Checks and Drafts on other points cashed. W. LAMAR WILLIAMS, 107 Cotton Avc., Picture frames, Pictures, Art Goods, Etc. The Only Exclusive Art Dealer in Middle Georgia. FINE GOODS A SPECIALTY. THE GIFTS WESHOW.re exquisite, appropriate and not unreasonable In price. GEO. T. BEELAND, ' ffl.%,je SOL HOGE, (MANAGER) phaBiacist. CORNER SECOND AND MULBERRY STS.. MACON. - - GEORGIA. C. B. Willingham, Jr., Crockery Store and House Furnishing Goods. TRIANGULAR BLOCK. 149 Macon’s Pashion Center Here you get that touch of style that every fastidious dresser so desires. S Every garment made in our dress-making department is fit for reproduction in a fashion plate Union Dry Goods Co., 552 Bnd 55d- Ohotry Stroot, MACON, GEORGIA, SPECIAL ATIENTION TO MAIL ORDERS. Expressa e pa!d on all cash orders of $5.00 or more. The Lartest anil Best Diy Goods House in Central Georgia FHE DANNENBEeG CO. THE HOST HAGNIFICENT STOCK OF GOODS FOR . . Graduation Dresses and Trousseaus LATEST NOVELTIES IN Women ' s Neckwear, Belts, Hosiery, Gloves and Fans. ..Three Bin Stores.. That has ever been shown here. Special prices made on complete outfits. 462. 464 and 466 Third St. . . . NACON, GEORGIA. OCR READT-TO-WEAR DEPARTNENT FOR WOMEN. LATEST AMO BEST STVLES IS THE LOWEST PRICES ON Trunks, The highest grade and most stylish stock of Dress Goods in Silk, Wool and Cotton always is found here. Many exclusive 1 styles shown only by us. The immense volume of our business 1 enables us to carry a stock impossible to smaller concerns. Tailor Suits. Silk Waist., Uress Skirts, Wash Waists, Pedestrian Skirts and Silk Petticoats. Suit Cases and Grips. Very complftr stock of HoosffurnislilflQ Goods. Lace Curtains and Fortiers. . . . Tis a F sat to FIT SST. Your Shoos ' FIttod by Oompetent and ExpoHonced Sa osmen, ExciuMiwm Agents for the colobrmted Queen Quality Shoes For Ladies Boots f m m $3 mOO Oxfords, m $2m50 and $3mOO We take pleasure in showing you our goods and respectfully solicit a visit from you to our store. : : : ; : : : Strong Shoe Store, 368 Second Street, ...... M AGO AJ, GEORGIA. 15 I v DR. A. S. MOORE, DENTIST, Grown and Bridgo Work a Specialty • 121 Wamhintfion Awm., MACON, OA. Latomt Mothods lor Easy Extractionsm Wir7p-Jobpsop Corpp?py, manufacturer? op — Gaody, CracKcrs aod Confectionery Sole Agents for Schrafft’s Fine Chocolates and Arcadian Ginger Ale. MACON GEORGIA. ' 52 WESLEYAN FEMALE COLLEGE, Oldest College for Women in the World, Its Gradu- ates are Everywhere, A Diploma from it is High MACON, GEORGIA. Honor, Highest curricula for young ladies in this section of the South, Special and Elective Courses. Every member of the Faculty a specialist in his department. One of the strongest Music Faculties on the Continent, with the renowned Prof. Edouard Ilesselberg, one of the worl’ds greatest pianists, a pupil of Rubenstein, as its Director, and with no teacher in it who has not had the best ad- vantages that either Europe or America could afford. Art and Elocution teachers that are unsurpassed. Every department up-to-date. The present administration is determined to keep this noble old institution in the forefront of Southern Colleges. Large and beautiful campus. High elevation. Proverbially healthful. Not a case of protracted sickness during the jwhole of last year. Magnificent buildings. Airy rooms. Steam heat. Electric elevator. Steam laundry. Hot and cold water. Excellent bath-rooms. New furniture. All conveniences. Roberts’ Hall, a magnificent four-story brick building recently completed, furnishes room for one hundred addi- tional pupils and affords seven large rooms for the Department of Natural Science and History. Boarding patronage limited to 225 students. Rooms nearly all taken by Commencement this year. Apply at once, if you wish room reserved. FOR OATALOaUE, RATES, ETC., APPLY TO J. .W ROBERTS, D. D., President, MMOOM, GEORGIA. 53 ! % % • i % % % % % MEET ME AT LAMAR’S Where you know we get the Best Soda Water “Gems” and Ice Cream and you know that they are Sole Agents ior dt ALSO REMEMBER THE PLACE. LAMAR’S, 562 and 564 CNERSY STREET. IVI4C0N, GEORGIA. m. S. nOGlE, Manager. % % % % % % % % % 54 - 1 • w ' ■ I s ii ' t M r
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