Wesleyan College - Veterropt Yearbook (Macon, GA)

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BIOGRAPHIES OF CLASS ’05 The girls of ’05 are interesting because there never existed thirty-five girls more widely different, yet all having so much in common. Our birthdays range from ’84 to ’88; our heights from 5 ft. 11, to 5 ft. 2 inches; our weights from 140 to 100 pounds; and our looks — well, you must judge that for yourselves. Margie Burks has upheld the dignity of 1905 from the opening of the Freshman year, and as our presi- dent, she has planned all campaigns for Naughty- Five through many college battles. Wellington was not prouder of his veterans, nor Ifapoleon of his Marechals, than is she of the girls of Naughty-Five; and her proudest boast is that we have never struck our flag to the Spirit of Cowardice, and that the old flag has never trailed in the dust, — though it did on one occasion dip in the soup. She is editor-in-chief of the college monthly and hterary editor of the Annual; has harvested all the medals, and has a reader’s place this year. Her greatest weakness is worrying the Burke Printing Company about typographical errors in the Wesleyan and about not getting out the Wesleyan on time. An- other weakness is that she has tried to take every elective; and I believe if we should come to Wesleyan ten years from now, she would still be searching in vain for another course. I heard some one remark the other day that Mary Joe Carmichael must be a very honest girl because all the moneys of the Senior Class, of the Y. W. C. A., and the Wesleyan were entrusted to her. But I know that is not the only reason, for she is known to be a great financier and a successful business manager. She comes from Jackson and entered the Sophomore Class. Now she is associate editor of the Annual. We hold her in awe because she has already before coming to us met with a great deal of success as a school ma’am and she often refreshes us with her experience. Now Ethel Walker is one of the prodigies. She is from Jasper and entered as a Sophomore. At French recitations, and while dissecting specimens in physi- ology, she is troubled by an unaccountable activity of her lachrymal glands. We have never ceased to mar- vel over her physical recitations, and will ever speak of them as a wonder. She is one of the Senior place girls this year. Waldron Roberts is a town-girl who joined us in our Sophomore year. She at once immortalized her- self by her Latin translations, which were a marvel. As a Teaser and as business manager of the college monthly she now has an enviable reputation. Litera- ture is her strong point, for she is always up with her work. Physiology figures are her delight and also a delight to her teacher. She is a very handy friend, so the girls say, since she brings them biscuits. Waldron’s great trouble at present is the automobile craze — but she may recover. May Boyd Clarke, another town-girl, is the Senior actress. As Pandora, she won the hard heart of a critical audience and has played in several other star roles. She joined us in the Sophomore Class, and is distinguished more for her absence than for her presence. In Senior Literature, she has expressed only radical views, and her interpretation of Edmund in King Lear remains imchallenged to this day. Lizzie Neal Rogers is another celebrity of the stage who starred with Clarke this spring. She joined us in our Junior year, and while reading De Amicitia, often assured us that she loved no one except the home folks. Her chief delight is misconstruing peo- ple’s motives. As literary editor of the Wesleyan, she is the most dreaded person in the college, as she tries to wheedle you into writing a love-story which you are confident will not be worth reading before she informs you of the fact. She says the Burke Job Printing OflSce is the bane of her existence, but I am glad that it furnishes her an outlet for some of her charming sarcasm. At Wesleyan she is Senior Class poet, and has a Senior reader’s place. Pearl Peacock, from Eastman, can not be described BO she says, and I know I am not going to try, for that is why she has so many pictures taken. When the Seniors were required to write a personal descrip- tion, Pearl wrote not a word; — she just handed in her photograph. She entered Freshman and has stuck by us through thick and thin. She desires to be a teacher and promises to be lenient on all who say ‘T don’t know.” Shelton Sauter and Myra Mizelle can not be sepa- rated in this biography any more than they can be separated elsewhere. Really we can hardly tell them apart. Both joined us in our Junior year and both are trying for a B.L. degree. Shelton comes from Ocala, Florida, and is interested in one individual there. She desires to teach psychology, so she can keep her book open once and read out of it in the class-room. Myra is an old reliable encyclopoedia. If you ever want any information, seek Myra Mi- zelle ; moreover, should you ever have use for a good love-story for the Wesleyan go to Myra, ye editor — for she knows all about love, as her recitations on the Emotions in Psychology prove. Along with these come Child and Moon, for how could ‘‘the Child live without Mooney ?” But these love not alone, and Lillian Holt ties the love-knot. This trio may be seen strolling around “most any old time.” “T. Belle” (alias Eva Child), is from South Carolina and is the most dignified member of our 12

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CLASS INVOCATION Alma Mater! Thee we praise, Hail, all hail I We honor thee for length of days, And with thy daughters gone before Who thronged thy halls in days of yore We cherish thee! We cry always. Hail, all hail! Loud our united voices ring To-day in rapturous symphonies; The past pours forth weird minstrelsies And ’roimd our hearts sweet memories Like breath of flowers, are clustering, Hail, all hail! In loud acclaim our hearts would say, Hail, all hail! We issue from thy halls to-day. And join the throngs of bygone years. Yet in our prayers, yes, mid our tears. Will cherish thee, will sing always. Hail, all Hail! Hail ! Hail ! Wesleyan, hail ! CLASS SONG I ng in honor may’st thou stand, Alma Mater, proud and free! Joined be every heart and hand As our praises rise to thee ! Chorus Wesleyan, hail! O may the peace Dwelling in thy sacred walls Fill our hearts ! May heavenly grace Strengthen us for duty’s calls. O may we who issue hence. By true lives and virtues rare. By a hallowed influence Lift men heavenward everywhere. Chorus: repeat Here we pledge to thee our love Here we consecrate to thee Hearts and hopes, to thee we’ll prove Loyal daughters, thine alway. Chorus Hail! Alma Mater, hail! All hail! All hail! G. B. Forster. Put to music by Edouard Hesselberg. 11 I y

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clasB. Everyone knows that Belle’ is never in any disturbance and could not make noise if she tried hence her name. When she entered the Sophomore Class, she was so short’ that everyone stood in awe of her. At present, she is the sergeant-at-arms of the Senior Class, and president of the Athletic Asso- siation. Her one ambition for years has been to see Class Day of 1905 a success. But to this promising young lady, we must lay a serious charge, viz. — she is an anarchist; she started the mumps her Junior year, and did measles act about a month ago. Lillian Holt is one of the honored founders of 1905, for she started in the Academy. She is so in the habit of coming to the college that we fear that even when her diploma is locked safely in her trunk, she will return for post-graduate work. Lillian is a Macon girl and is the best, the kindest, and the most generous girl in the world. The Senior Class is in- debted to her for many good times and for being ever ready to help carry out their plans. She is the con- necting link between noisy Belle” and studious ‘‘Mooney.” The latter has been a marvel ever since she came that eventful September of 1901. Her 100 in Freshman geometry was the envy of every girl in col- lege. Science has been her hobby, and her note-books are a thing of beauty. She has held many class offices and is one of the readers for Commencement. Mary Jo Barron and Susie Baldwin are room- mates and Seniors, so of course they have a great deal in common. They both enjoy baseball, Mercer re- ceptions and boys. Susie is crazy over journalists, especially the editor-in-chiefs of college monthlies. She joined Sophomore year, and has done good work for the class in basket-ball. She has studied short- hand and typewriting, and is proficient. Mary Jo has been here four years. She comes from Clinton, and is a fair specimen of Jones County, where “Thar’s more in the man Than thar is in the Ian’.” She is the one Senior who was brave enough to wear a veil all Junior year and consequently has been the envy of the lower classmen. Barron has made quite a record at punning, and startled the French class one day, when Professor Koets, in discussing the origin of words, asked: “Young ladies, if we get patrimony from our fathers, what do we get from our mothers ?” “Matrimony, of course,” answered Miss Barron. How Minnie Akin ever became a Senior is a puz- zle. She has done an enormous amount of work. When we were Freshmen, she took Bible as her only Freshman study, yet she gets a diploma May 31, 1 905. Of her work nothing further need be said. At her home, she will ride in an automobile which her father promises on receipt of her diploma. “Fair exchange is no robbery.” Sadie Flowers of Blakely is another dignified Senior, but she was bom dignified. She is loyal, her motto in life being, “We live for each other.” Sadie joined us as a Sophomore and has proved beyond dis- pute that “Still water nms deep.” As vice-president she was Burks’ right arm, leading the charge against the Seniors of 1904 and was the hero of 1,000 battles. Gussie Finney came from the great coimty of Jones, and has a grandma. Oh, how the Seniors envy Oussie her grandma I She entered Academy and has been battling witb ill-health all her life. This can be seen from her glowing countenance and ro- timdity of body. Gussie and her big knife have won as much renown in Senior physiology as Gussie and her big knife deserve when those boxes come and must be opened. Vesta Pace is the class artist Her Faculty pictures have become famous and will ever flash upon that inward eye “which is the bliss of solitude.” She is from Plains and entered Sophomore, where she made a splendid physico record. She is the smart- est girl in the class and loses no time because she is able to keep apace with her professors. She studies only the days when she knows she is going to be called on, not even needing her name dotted. Hope Wilder, our Hope! Champion basket- ball player ! One of the original thirteen Freshmen ! She won great fame as a baseball player as Freshman, and has never lost a game for the class. She, too, is loyal, and lives for other people. Elizabeth Davis Jones, otherwise plain Bessie Jones, more familiarly known as “Queen,” arrived here during September, 1902. As a child, she was precocious, having such a remarkable memory that she can describe a journey from Hogansville, Ga., to LaFayette, Ala., made at the age of nine months. “Queen” always has something to do, and now at the last moment, is struggling in a death-grapple with Mythology. Her knowledge of German is marvel- ous, since she always appreciates German humor. Woodie Schley comes from Columbus, where she did as many wonderful things as she has done at Wesleyan. She joined us in our Junior year and has had a very peculiar course. Latin is her hobby and undaunted by a grade of 93, she entered a higher study where “Still achieving, still pursuing, She learns to labor and to wait.” Woodie is a Senior of high dignity and lofty airs. She deserves much credit as a basket-ball player and as an actress. Oppie Lee Rogers is the brightest girl that ever came from Eastman as Red Hair would indicate ; so we are not surprised that she accomplished a three years’ course in two. She is the shining light of the 13