Wesleyan College - Veterropt Yearbook (Macon, GA)

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recover entirely. For months after Sara Lee matriculated she was so hedged about and followed by a string of ardent admirers, always at a distance, that her classmates scarcely had an opportunity of knowing her until her Senior year. Now that she is trying for an A.B. degree and a diploma in music, she finds that there is no time to devote to popularity or other frivolous matters. Leonora has very decided notions of her own on all subjects, and woe unto that one who tries to oppose them, for Leonora, convinced against her will — and it is always against her will — remains of the same opinion still. When Martha Wilkinson, of Barnesville, reached Wesleyan, she at once announced to her classmates that life is worth every bit of the fun and pleasure to be found in a college course, and that the class of 1910 must “get there’’ at whatever cost. She made a start immediately by keeping the entire class up all night before class day, so that 1910 colors migh t be placed on the highest pin- nacle. Whatever Martha goes at, she does with a will. As captain of the ’10 Basket-ball Team, she has wiped all the teams clear off the field. She has talked so well that in May the Faculty will award her a diploma in Expression. Elizabeth Lee Belk, commonly known as “The Belk Baby’’ or “Lee-Lee” or “Jack,” has no certain fixed place of residence, as her father is a Methodist Minister, but she is at present from Atlanta. Lee came down to take up her abode at Wesleyan while we were Freshmen, but the trouble and anxiety of car- ing for her “little sister Mary,” who was then a Junior, proved such a burden and such a strain to the child’s nerves, that it became necessary for her to re- main at home after Christmas. In September 1907, however, she returned to begin work as a Sophomore. Lee, with her dreamy eyes, has always been recog- nized as the imaginative genius of the class, and every day she startles the col- lege world with some vivid picture of her own creation. Just recently she penned these lines on “The Coming of Spring:” “ ’Tis midnight, and the setting sun Is slowly rising in the west; The rapid river slowly runs, The frog is on his downy nest; The pensive goat and sportive cow, Hilarious, lea]) from bough to bough.” This power of seeing visions marked her as class prophetess, and gave her the future as a vast domain through which she is privileged to roam, gathering therefrom what s to be “Ye fate of each ye Seniors.” Maude Lovett Phillips of Quitman, Ga., had never caused any great ex- citement until the night of the Soph.-Senior banquet, when she stepped forth more gorgeously arrayed than the “lilies of the field” or than “Solomon in all his glory.” At last, Maude had starred. The word starred is used advisedly in this connection, for she is an ardent student of Astronomy, but had never shown any special poetic genius until recently when Mr. Hinton had the Astronomy Class out on the campus with the telescope. Maude looked steadily at the heavens for a few seconds, and then, turning from the telescope said: “I am a Senior student, I, My star is gone from yonder sky, I think it went so high at first, That it just went and gone and burst.” Cornelia Graves Smith and Bess Brook Warren claim Macon as their home. The bane of Cornelia’s existence has been one great and mighty effort during her Senior year to gather heavy articles for The Wesleyan , and she wastes much precious time pleading with the Literary editors not to fill up the pages with silly love stories. Partiality has been shown Cornelia since she became a boarder; for just because she is a town girl “These Rules of Wes-

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Such a subject, it is Nelle who opeus argument to convince the foolish of the error of her way. It is generally thougnt that she will be the first to march down the aisle to the strains of Mendelssohn s Vv edding March. The athlete of the class, .Blanche v aline Rucker, has struck terror to the heart of every basket-ball team since she bore oft ' the championship in the Fresh- man year. Blanche hails from Alpharetta, Ua., the laud ot wonders. She never tires of lauding “our little town.” Wnen she has exhausted encomiums con- cerning its past and its future, she adds as a crowning glory the fact that it is the county seat of Milton Comity, even if it is seven miles from the railroad, blanche is also interested in music, and with all her enthusiasm for athletics and for Alpharetta, (Ja., she had found time to devote to music, and so she will receive a music diploma in May. When the Conservatory Club was recently organized, Blanche was honored with the Presidency. Although little Agnes DuPre came to Wesleyan from Canton, Ca., with not the slightest idea of ever finishing the course, she decided after coming back Sophomore year to work for a “dip,” and she has kept her resolution, in stat- ure, Agnes is the smallest girl in the college, but she has a sidficient amount of independence to supply every member ot the class, and still have a good large portion left for her own use. Last summer, Agnes decided that there was m her soul the capabilities of a great prima donna, and so she has been training her voice since September. Not yet, however, has she seen fit to warble even to the admiring members of her own class. Possibly she is preparing to charm us at the Senior banquet — where all startling truths are disclosed. Susie Kathleen Kroner, of Winterville, is one of the jolliest girls in school ; appreciates a joke more than any member of the class, and always tries to evade questions in the class room by relating a joke. For months she has used Halley’s Comet as her refuge in Astronomy recitation. When Susie is happy she laughs “To let people know it ;” and when she is sad she laughs “So as not to show it.” Soon after she entered college, however, it was discovered that she had one noteworthy characteristic, and that is that boys have no charms for her. Especially has this been true since her J unior year, when she met a Mercer man. In order to have him spend just one hour in Wesleyan’s parlors every Sunday evening, she has encouraged him to take every course at Mercer. Susie is a poet, and her favorite line from the poets is “My love is like a red, red rose.” That Jessie Bradford Isaacs came from the High School in Macon to Wesleyan to stud)’ is an accepted truth, and although the adage reads: “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy,” Jessie is the exception that proves the rule, for she has continued to study while others played “and still the wonder grew, that one small head could carry all she knew.” Had the Trustees not abolished Senior Reader places .Jessie would have claimed one or two, but al- though this inducement to study has been removed, she studies. When the His- torian began to make research into Jessie’s past, one interesting fact was brought to light which explains why she has busied herself with books. From her youth up she has been betrothed to a Chicago boy, whom she has never seen, and so she is storing up knowledge, and with her getting, getting understand- ing, so that she may not disappoint the University man. Sara Lee Evans and Leonora Smith, two kindred spirits, both from At- lanta and boasting of the Atlanta spirit, are “Two souls with but a single thought, two hearts that beat as one.” Since their matriculation at Wesleyan they have rather separated themselves from the common minds. Leonora ran for class President and was elected through several terms, while Sara Lee was unanimously elected sponsor for the Confederate Veterans at the Reunion at Birmingham, which filled them so with pride that they have never been able to

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leyan — which change not — were broken, that she might have a sewing machine in her room. Bessie Warren could never have been persuaded to leave Randolph- Macon had Cornelia not been at Wesleyan ; and Cornelia could never have been persuaded to take a regular course if Bess had not appeared on the scene. The Faculty will gladly give Cornelia a diploma in May, for she has succeeded in all her undertakings, even to coaxing Bess into one class meeting and getting her to attend the Soph-Senior banquet. Doubtless Cornelia would have found the task easier had Bess not feared that if she became too much interested in Wesleyan, she might have to give it a place in her heart with Randolph-Maeon. Bess and Cornelia add the flavor of immortal friendship to this history, as did David and Jonathan to Holy Writ, or Damon and Pythias to “the glory that was Greece.” Mattie May Tumlin has roamed here and there over the North Georgia Conference, but now is for a while at Hogansville, Ga. She decided once in the long ago to take up her abode at Wesleyan, but came resolved to carry away two “dips,” and 1910 marks the date of the consummation. If the year were marked by no other great event, and crowned by no other glory than this, yet would this year be glorious, for Mattie May, having long since lost count of the date of her first appearance on Wesleyan stages of action, has tried to gradu- ate with most of the classes since 1839. She joined us just because she thought we were the most promising class and because it offered another Junior prom. She is a strong advocate of the “germ” theory, and cultivated with success one fever germ which lias so often come between her and her “dips.” When any- one desires to know of some long past event, Mattie May is sought. Recently in discussing the date of the remodelling of the chapel, some one said that it was ten or twelve years ago: upon hearing this, Mattie May immediately replied, “Oh, no, it was finished the first year I came.” That Mattie May existed at the college for so many years without Rena Pittard of Winterville, Ga., is hard to believe, but it was a red letter day in Rena’s life when she decided to anchor at Wesleyan and work for a degree. Before joining us she had quite made uu her mind to shine as a social queen, so she went to a finishing school. The finishing process did not satisfy her soul, however, and she matriculated at Wesleyan with the determination to get an education. This earnestness of purpose broadened her vision until she saw “the fields white unto the harvest,” so she has become a student volunteer. The Young Women’s Christian Association offered itself as a training school for her life work, and most of her time and efforts have been spent in this chan- nel. From Hoschton, Ga., came Esther Hosch of Room 26 M. B. She has diligently pursued her studies since coming to Wesleyan, and has begun to think that it is almost time for her to get a “dip,” since she has been in college seven years and boasts of twenty-nine different room-mates. Long ago Esther decided that “haste makes waste” and accordingly she takes her own time in reporting to chapel, to classes and to meals, usually wandering in some time during the period as though the whole day were hers. After due consideration Esther has adopted as a motto : “T care for nobody, no, not T, If nobody cares for me: I walk with myself, and 1 talk with myself, For myself and I agree.” During her full course she has been guided by the determination to avoid “cases” and all frivolities that might take her mind from her studies or from Room 26.