Chicora College for Women - Nods and Becks Yearbook (Columbia, SC)

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V Ida Moore Alexander Charlotte, N. C. “The Mirror of all courtesy.” Pierian Society. One evening at dusk, tones of indescrib- able loveliness were heard, pure and sonor- ous. The ringing of the semi-hourly bells was stopped; all passing to and fro was stayed; many held their breath, and ru- mors were spread that Cecilia herself was touching the organ keys. But upon investigation it was found that this little maid, Ida Moore, was pouring her feelings into the pipes of the pride of the college—the organ. Since that day Ida Moore has continued to send like vibrations through the souls of the dwellers at P. C. Now she leaves us, and with her go all good wishes that her life may ever be filled with onlv sweetest music. Iva Lee Bennett, B L. Rock Hill, S. C. “Sweetly did she speak and move: Such a one do I remember, whom To look at was to love.” Pierian Literary Society; Secretary and Treasurer Class, ’08-’09; Pierian Marshal, ’OS-’OQ; Y. W. C. A. Cabinet, ’09-T0; Secretary and Treasurer Class, ’09-’10. In the fall of ’07, the hearts of those at old P. C. were gladdened by the arrival of this little girl from South Carolina. She soon became one of the college favorites— a friend to everybody and an enemy to none. Iva is a dear, lovable girl, who numbers her “cases” by the dozen. “With your sweet eyes and low replies, a great enchantress you may be.” • % 13

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Margaret Wharton, B. L., ¥ -T, 2' 0 N Greensboro, N. C. “From the East to Western Ind, No jewel is like to Rosalind.’' President Pierian Society, ’10; President Class, ’10; President Class, ’09; Treasurer Pierian Society, ’09; Secretary, Y. W. C. A., '09; Y. W. C. A. Cabinet, TO; Secretary and Treasurer Class, ’07; Secretary and Treasurer Class, ’08; Annual Staff, ’08; Class, B. B., Team, '09; “W. C. A.,” TO. Once upon a ‘time there came to P. C. a little golden-haired girl, whose blue eyes were opened wide with wonder and expectation of what that mysterious thing called “college life” held in store for her. Soon, however, those same blue eyes were dimmed with tears, for homesickness had overwhelmed the little maid. But after a short time her natural faculty of adapting herself to any circumstance, helped her to become reconciled and contented under the many trials and tribula- tions of that “college life,” concerning which she had now become disillusioned. Her name, for some curious reason, was “Shorty,” but no name could have been more inappropriate, for in all the succeeding four years of life, this dear little maiden did not fall short in manifesting the qualities that belong to a girl of an enthusiastic and amiable disposition. The star under which Shorty was born, was a very lucky one, for no matter how things turned, Shorty always appeared uppermost, with serene and smiling countenance, winning the good-will and trust of all the girls. Is it any wonder, then, that in her Senior year, she should be the best loved and most popular girl in school? Nowhere could one find a com- panion more pleasing or a friend more loyally true. 12

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 Louise DuBose Blakeney, A. B., ¥ 2 2' 0 II N Kershaw, S. C. “Oh less, less bright the stars of the night, Than the eyes of the radiant girl.” President Student Body, MO; President Y. W. C. A., MO; President (Mass, ’08; Vice-President Pierian So- ciety, MO; Society Marshal, ’08; Annual StafT, ’08; Treasurer Athletic Association, ’09; Class Lawyer, MO; Assistant Editor-in-Chief Annual, MO; Class Basketball Team, ’09-M0; Business Manager Class Basketball Team, MO, “W. M.,” MO. After having carried off all the honors and gleaned all the knowledge possible in the little town of Kershaw, Louise decided to seek wider fields for her talents. So she came to P. C. in 1906, and here she has been “starring” ever since. She was the tiniest and liveliest of all the wee freshman maids then, and even now she is almost too small for her cap and gown and “Senior privileges.” Her ambitions are many and various, but the two chief ones are: either to afflict the ignorant Chinese as a mission- ary, or to torment poor American children, as a Latin teacher. We only hope that wherever she goes biscuits will be plentiful, as these are her necessary “brain-food.” To her friends at home she is “Webie; some admirers here call her “Leza;” but to those who love her best she is simply “Louise.” Helen Evans Brackett, B. L., 2 0 1 N Clemson College, S. C. “Stay, stay at home, ray heart, and rest; Home-keeping hearts are happiest.” Vice-President Student Body, M0; Supervisor Pierian Society, M0; Annual Staff, M0; “S, ” M0. In September of the year M)7, a wise little maid came with halting footsteps across the campus and up the steps to the door of the Presbyterian College for Women. As she entered the portal of this institution of learning, she felt that her troubles were beginning; and so they were. She went through the regular routine of discourage- ment, homesickness and weeping, after which she settled down to hard work. This damsel at first was called Helen; but that was because she was a stranger. When she became well-known, she was named “Brack” and has been so called ever since. At present she is our most dignified Senior; but in spite of her dignity —or shall we say because of it?—she is much beloved. “ Brack” is a loyal daugh- ter of P. C-, but her thoughts ever turn affectionately to dear old Clemson. 14