West Virginia Wesleyan College - Murmurmontis Yearbook (Buckhannon, WV)

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Beside it is the name of one of the greatest of professional football players. That name is not familiar. She may be a housewife. That man is preaching somewhere in Pitts- burgh. She is a teacher. )ne won- ders who put that gum under the seat. It ' s certainly been there for five years. The cocky sophomore who made a group of freshman sing on the steps of the Administration Building seems innocent enough now. He ' ll be all right, but it takes time to get used to FORMAL DINNER AT AGNES HOWARD HALL him. And the study of phrenology becomes a pastime for the girls. hen the boys get their military haircuts, their heads are suddenly revealed as knobby and odd. Perhaps criminals are not really as ugly as they seem. It may just be the hair- cuts that give them that wild and dangerous appearance, bar up front sit the seniors. It must be a strange and good feeling to think that one is nearly through. They never act as though it were an honor, but one doesn ' t doubt that they feel it. Later, the freshmen had their own assembly. It was then they elected their clas-, officers. It seemed to be just as it should be. There were people in that class who were already proving that they were admin- istrators. Bill Kincaid was made president. He was soon hard at work. Kyle Swisher was vice presi- dent; Sue Ashby, secretary, and Gene Gaston, treasurer. It was a smooth election, too. Of course, Dick Workman ' s ticket was not chosen, but he didn ' t take it too hard. One ot the favorite hobbies of a freshman is joining. There are enough things about the campus to keep an ambitious freshman busy for one whole semester if he just spends his spare time in nothing else but joining. There were the religious or- ganizations, the YWCA, the Min- isterial Association, and the Student Volunteers. There were the clubs — the Betty Lamp, the Pan American Chain, the International Relations Club. One can have his choice of many others, too. But the most em- barrassing task of all was making up

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classes seemed a little strange at first — so strange, in fact, that they were hard compared to those of high school. If there was any homesick- ness, it was largely a homesickness for the ease of the classes one knows in the public schools. English, botany, chemistry, U. S. history, Bible, eco- nomics, physical education, algebra — all names one had known before, but never had anyone known for what they stood. That ' s college for you — full of surprises and not always pleasant ones. Then came the fall convocation. The new president addressed the stu- dent body for the first time. From the platform he was no stranger. He was the person one had met in the halb. He already knew one ' s first name. He was the one who moved about so smoothly and yet organized so well. That first talk of his was typical. Here was a new idea — a new way of thinking — hard to compre- hend fully because it was new — but it looked good. It looked good for Wesleyan. Now the school really knew where it was going. The year had begun. Whatever one may do later, one doesn ' t rest back in one ' s chapel seat during the first convocation. There is much to be heard. There is much to be seen. But there is even more to be felt. Here for fifty-three years students have sat and listened to chapel programs at least three times a week. There on the back of the scat is the name of a college president.

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Back row: E. Turner, V. Warner, W. Watts. Front row: M. B D. G I ' Mo , M Bi i«n, J- Bartlett, C. Steele. one ' s mind about the fraternities or sororities. They all seemed to be all right when one looked in on them. Chapel is the right place for reverie — among other things. There ' s no place where it is likely to go better. With only a month or two behind him, the college student is baffled at the maze of experience that is his to recall. Surely it would be hard for an old man to concentrate on anything. The fear one knew when lie first came to Wesleyan is gone. In its place is a strange familiarity with all of it. One feels more of pity than sympathy for the stranger on the campus. He has missed it all. Climactic moments seem to abound in a college. There had been that first theme in Knglish composition. Back rot V Hi Imii i:, i. . o« M. i.uiii , k Piggford i ont R. Yoafcti tnn, M. Si And the fellows and the girls were all likable about the campus. One usually joined. And one was always happy that he had selected the one that he did. p. Tucker, R. Black. Thl i D ' 8 Fro i;ock. The a siynment was too long — beyond one ' s ability. A normal per- son never said that much except when he was talking. The six-weeks quizzes again put one in awe of the in