Due West Female College - Arrow Yearbook (Due West, SC)

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A Perfect Day The sun peeps up the das begins T e earth s cloth d with a rosy hue T e buds the1r songs begln to tflll The sks s a beaut1ful pale blue The dar Creeps on the breeze IS warm A scent of roses fills the air A mocking bard trxlls low sweet notes The sun smks low a ross glow Pervades the h1lls and mountalns hlgh The sllent moon looks softls down Good mght God s Blessing breezes slgh B - - j ' 3, h v v ' Q 7 : h . K . Q . . , .Y T i 1 I To fill the world with something rare. Q. I . .V V y KK - ' 7 ' Y! ' F. ., '23. Page Eighty-fwe

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l covers pulled over them, and ready to feign a snore should Orion come to see if they had caused the disturbance. Bright stars! I Orion was really aroused and rushed into the hall brandishing his sword fbeing interpreted, the Hash lightl in his hand and was in hot and close pursuit. ' The Pleiades broke the tradition of the heavens and Hed in opposite directions. ji They chose wise courses with the exception of Electra. Fleet-footed Electra! The l one who had been dubbed Electra had taken the wrong course for once! Orion caught ' a glimpse of her and pursued with all his might. His gleaming sword and Electra's N wildly Hying hair, the hair that makes the comet in the constellation, was truly a pic- ture of the Pleiades in the heavens. Down the hall and up the stairs the runner and y the chaser went! The poor Pleiad must keep the tradition of never letting Qrion l catch her. When the Pleiades of old prayed for help in the mad chase, Jupiter helped them by turning them into pigeons and making them a constellation. Likewise, un- happy Electra wished that she were a pigeon, or anything except what she really was. At last she reached the door of her room and dashed in. She knew that Orion was still pursuing and now was her chance to play the mouse instead of the pigeon. She accordingly threw herself upon the Hoor and rolled under the bed as fast as she could. Electra was congratulating herself upon her escape and upon living true to the tradition of the Pleiades, when,-horror of all horrors! She heard Qrion at the door! He entered and, bending over, flashed a light under the bed with his gleaming sword. The tragedy of it was that she was not a mouse that she might scamper away. Now that Orion had caught her Electra remembered that tradition also said that she had turned away to keep from seeing the destruction of Troy. She wondered if the other Pleiades would turn pale at the sight, as the true Pleiades had at the down- fall of Troy, and if there was not an ill omen in the name of Pleiades. The names of Orion and the Pleiades seemed very fascinating in the flickering candle light at midnight. But in the broad daylight of the next day, called down before the faculty, the stern reality remained that Electra was only a college girl who in her reckless folly had been caught at a midnight feast. Jupiter had failed and had proven a false god to her as he had not been to the Pleiades of the heavens. Orion's i dog, Sirius, who is seen trailing behind him in the heavens and who helps him in his chase, set up a loud bow-wow at the faculty meeting, and before it was over Electra was condemned to restriction for a whole month. The Pleiades had really blanched at the sight and did not venture on another ' midnight escapade for about two weeks. Electra was there and, to fulHll her part ii or the tradition of the Pleiades, was generally invisible, because she was hidden in the ll closet for fear of another chase with Urion. She explained that, as Electra oH old had turned away to keep from seeing the destruction of Troy, she herself had turned away to keep from experiencing her own destruction. Since this quest the Pleiades have proven true to the tradition of Orion never catching them. They still Hy before him in the heavens and he pursues. Likewise, the modern Pleiades Hy before him in the corridors and he rides a vain quest. l hd., '20. I 4 l 7 Page Eighty-four

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+ ' 'I cur Brother,s Keeper Ki 3 h'IERICA'S history has been one of challenges. Conquer mel cried the il, strange new land to both somber Puritan and gay Cavalier, Subdue me! lem invited the vast wilderness. Chain mel taunted each swift-flowing river as it rushed to the sea. Beware, Paleface, the land is mine! muttered the sullen and suspicious Indian. Then, just when the land was beginning to come into its own-just when the colonies were feeling the first faint stirrings of the national spirit, England, the mother country, stirred the young nation to bitter and purposeful revolt. The soul of America, through the lips of Patrick Henry, sent this ultimatum ringing across the Atlantic: Give me liberty or give me death! And on down through the ensuing years, our land has ever met the challenge, To arms, Americalu fearlessly and courageously. She has ever been secure in the belief that victory is given to those who battle on the side of right. In the year 1914, the flower of American manhood set sail for foreign shores. VVhy? The challenge had been given,-America was answering. In 1918 the boys began to return, not in defeat, but as conquering heroes. The war was over. Our land had done her bit, as the many graves in Flander's field testify. But with the close of the Great XVar did our part in world-wide interests cease? Can America now fold her hands and enjoy her marvelous civilization and prosperity? No! Her greatest duty lies before her. ig 215 Ji ? ' .L .... Q! in ce' 'Qs.,1s.l L' ' -J At the close of the war our nation found herself occupying a unique position. As the greatest of the Five Big Powers, she holds the place of counselor and guide to the remaining four: Great Britain, France, Italy and Japan. The period of recon- struction is a dangerous one.The future of the world is at stake. Shall the principles of Liberty, Equality, Fraternityu prevail, or shall humanity sink deeper into the quagmire ot despair? America will be the principal determining factor. The great question before her is: Am I my brothers' keeper ? To her belongs the power to answer as she desires. From Great Britain comes a clarion call for aid in establishing. hrst and fore- most, a just, lasting. and an all-embracing peace. The end of the war saw the mili- tarism and autocracies of central Europe destroyed beyond our greatest hopes. The whole continent was littered with the debris of disrupted empires. But it still re- mains to be seen whether the faith in which untold numbers of gallant youths died- the faith in a war that was to redeem and elevate mankind-a war that was, possibly, to free the whole world from the terrors of devastation and bloodshed, had an actual foundation upon which to build or whether it was anything more than a beautiful illusion. The Peace Conference sounded the death knell of Prussian KIilitarism and it tried to make a new map of Europe, based upon the principles of nationality and democracy. The Conference also gave to the world the hrst working plan for a League of Nations. But when this much was done, the delegates turned their faces homeward, and gave their attention to domestic affairs. VVhat of the infant democracies born during the travail of Europe? VVhat of Russia? Is she safe for Democracy? VVhat of the men who fought for the new world and of the hundreds of thousands who died to establish it? Are we keeping faith with them if we fail to honor the promises made them. These are some of the questions addressed to America by Great Britain. Says Charles KIcCurdy, a prom- inent Englishman: J i 1 i nu l i Page Eighty-.fix