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I , I.I ■I .. ' % 1 1 1 i i 1 • ! , 1 ij ' ,! ' Hi id I k!. ' :l lllK M W ; dUAjuS -, 100I StminoLlr. T»lljK« t S FL.3230) w y ' h CofX- CONTENTS Dedication. Board of Editors. Foreword. Board of Control. Faculty. In Memoriam. Senior Class. Senior Class History. Senior Prophecy. Post Graduate. " The Call. " Junior Class. Junior History and Letters. Sophomore Statistics. Faculty Jingles. Freshman Class. Sub-Freshman Pie. " Bettina. " Senior Normal. Junior Normal. Sophomore Normal. Freshman Normal. Student Teacher ' s Class. Sire William I. Vaticination. Kindergarten. Home Economics Department. Y. W. C. A. Senior Notes. Clubs. Florida Romance. Athletics. Talisman. Statistics. Music. Art. The Persecution of English Four. Expression. Fraternities. Alumni. Cuts and Grinds. L ' Envoi Advertisements. K $uy m " (In ®nt €ttlk$e jtnthzr Jlrs. $. §. CntotJtan Wz affertiotmtel iteuirnie this iiohutte f the tflnstnrotoo,. itt grateful rerognitimt of her jiatienre, iter iteep nnh shtrere itt ierest in eaxh otte of us, iter lojml nno urtttrittij serfrire, ntto Iter lotting person niitv tohirh hns been the ronstant inspi ration of our girls for three wears. BOARD OF EDITORS Irma DeSilva Editor-in-Chief BERTHA N. Langley Business Manager CONSTANCE Cavell Asst. Business Manager Jessie P. Partridge Literary Editor Louise Clark Associate Literary Editor Mary R. Deaton Athletic Editor Margaret Merchant Fine Arts Editor Lucile S. Mitchell Cuts and Grinds HALLIE Deaton Home Economics Helen Carter Art Editor - 1 i c rrr rrrrr cam 1 OS, -.:-. — rrr fM I m „id§%s»o Ui: ■£ ? V_ BOARD OF CONTROL Hon. P. K. YONGE Pensacola Hon. E. L. Wartman Citra Hon. T. B. King Arcadia Hon. W. D. Finlayson Old Town HON. F. P. FLEMING . . Jacksonville State Board of Education His Excellency, Park M. Trammel, Chairman .... Governor Hon. H. Clay Crawford Secretary of State Hon. T. F. West Attorney-General Hon. J. C. LUNING State Treasurer Hon. W. N. SHEATS, Secretary . State Superintendent of Public Instruction • SENIOR CLASS OFFICERS ALMA Parlin President Lola M. Snider Vice-President Mary Deaton Secretary Clarine Hoyt Treasurer and Historian Lucile Mitchell Class Prophet Gladys Short Poet " : ' dig % a ■ r oreword " There ' s rosemary that ' s for re- membrance; and pansies, that ' s for thoughts, " and the Flastacowo, our college flower, is for both. It comes to add its bloom to the garden of the past. It springs from earnest effort, and brings to you the hearty good wishes of the college gardener, the staff. FACULTY College of Arts and Sciences EDWARD CONRADI, A.M., Ph.D., President Professor of Philosophy JEROME McNEIL, B.S., Ph.D. Professor Biology and Chemistry CLARENCE E. BOYD, A.M., Ph.D. Professor Ancient Languages LUDWIG JOHANNES MARIENBURGER, A.M. Professor Modern Languages ARTHUR WILLIAMS, A.M. Professor History and Political Science ELMER R. SMITH, A.M. Professor Mathematics and Physics WILLIAM G. DODD, Ph.D. Professor English ROWENA LONGMIRE, M.A. Assistant Professor English L. S. BARBER, B.S. Assistant Professor Biology H. J. GARNAND, A.B. Instructor Modern Language and History NATHANIEL MOSS SALLEY, A.B. Dean of Normal School and Professor of Education AGNES E. HARRIS, B.S. Director Home Economics STELLA PALMER, B.S., A.M. Instructor in Domestic Science MARCIA CLARK Instructor in Domestic Art MABEL H. WHEELER, B.S. Director of Modern Kindergarten and Instructor in Principles and Methods of Kindergarten MAUD SCHWALMEYER Director of Model School and Instructor in Primary Method RUTH REYNOLDS, M.A. Instructor of Latin, Greek and Mathematics INEZ ABERNETHY Director of School of Art Dubois elder Director School of Expression JOHN G. KELLUM Treasurer and Business Manager MRS. L. B. YONGE Superintendent Dining Room MARIE WATIES Nurse FREDERIC C. MOOR, M.D. College Physician MISS FLORENCE STEVENS President ' s Secretary MISS MARY HALE Bookkeeper MISS LEAH SMITH Assistant to Treasurer hk : ; kM School of Music ELLA SCOBLE OPPERMAN, A.B. Director School of Music, Instructor in Pianoforte and Organ MARLENA OSKINWAN BISHOP Instructor in Voice Culture and Sight Singing ISABELLA RAUSCH Instructor in Violin, Harmony and History of Music EVELYN WYNN Assistant Instructor in Pianoforte SARA MEADE WEBB Assistant Instructor in Pianoforte MARY CHREITZBERG Assistant Instructor in Voice Culture and Pianoforte, Instructor in Theory COLLEGE OFFICERS Frances Newman Librarian MRS. S. D. Cawthon Head Matron MRS. B. E. McLlN Assistant Matron Miss Mamie Andrews Assistant Matron . - IN MEMORIAM Hallie C. Lewis - . - j) rrrrf i- r r r r rrrr ALMA B. PARLIN, K A, T. L. S. Apalachicola, Fla. " Great day ! " w nI 7 HELEN MAE CARTER, K A, T. L. S. Pensacola, Fla. " Alma, let ' s go to town! " m: J-J :. MARY DEATON, A A I , T. L. S. Grelna, Fla. Oh come here, I have something lo iell you. ' HALLIE DEATON, A A I , T. L. S. Grelna, Fla. " I want to fcnon . " IRMA DeSILVA, K A, T. L. S. Pensacola, Fla. " Oh, come on lei ' s Jo it! " ■ CLARINE HOYT, X Q, T. L. S. Clearwater, Fla. " Oh Heavens! " J L._. BERTHA N. LANGLEY, M. C. Pensacola, Fla. " How absurd. " CLYDE HUNT, A K , T. L. S. St. Augustine, Fla. " IVhy, mp dear. " I fffi % LUCILE STANLEY MITCHELL, T. L. S. " And I nearly fell off the Christmas tree. wy JESSIE PARTRIDGE, K A, T. L. S. Monticello, Fla. " W ell — let ' s breeze on! " : M, •$91 L.- GLADYS E. SHORT, M. C. Tallahassee, Fla. " isnl ' so much what you do, as the way you do it, thai counts. " LOLA M. SNIDER, A K , T. L. S. Havana, Fla. " I ' ve got a life-size picture of it. :m ■ . I ■ ANNIE L. TREADWELL, M. C. Gainesville, Fla. " No, girls, I must study. Shirl( no duly for pleasure. " AMANDA C. WAINWRIGHT, T. L. S. Tallahassee, Fla. " Oh, land, if I Ti as through the College, then I could leach. JnTrj]i ir y,|Trl: - M 0? rrrr rrrr ££ 1RMA N. WILLIAMS, M. C. Jacksonville, Fla. " Colly Darn. " IN MEMORIAM of our classmate and friend, SALLIE REDD ISBELL STUART, Died May 18, 1912. THE HISTORY OF THE CLASS NINETEEN-THIRTEEN OF ORNING — And the whiteness of the dawn melted into pure gold. The Freshmen standing on the threshold of their college career be- held these colors and said, " As the whiteness of the unturned pages of our college life shall melt into the golden wealth of fuller knowl- edge so sha 1 we take for our colors white and gold. " Earnestly, hopefully, they entered the pathway and began the long ascent. Far in the distance at the summit of the hill shone the goal — the affirmation of a greater knowledge toward which they were striving. Undaunted by the errors and pitfalls into which their ignorance led them they struggled on. Not even that awe-inspiring individual whose duty it was to instill in their hearts a love for literature, could diminish their high courage even though his cold sarcasm froze the blood in their veins. NOON — And the full splendor of their newly acquired dignity shone upon the Sophomores and radiated from them as, full of the joy of life and proud of their new title, they took up their journey. But changes had occurred, for many, seeing this band of pilgrims striving for greater wisdom, joined them. And now there were twenty-six, though three of those who had started out in the morning had turned aside to enter other paths. With pride not unmixed with arrogance they looked back on those who were just setting forth on their journey and scorned to warn them of the pitfalls into which they themselves had fallen. Rather did they urge them on to their destruction, and, in the breathing spaces between the steep places of the path, amused themselves at their expense. When the tree, which was to have afforded shelter to them during the noontide, lay prone upon the earth, they grieved sorely and being hindered in their solemn rites by these young and foolish travelers, they set upon them and fought a great fight and overcame their tormentors. Thus, with joys and sorrows, through fortune and misfortune, they toiled upward through the heat of noon. AFTERNOON — And now with the heat of the noontide past the band assem- bled to take up the journey. But many weary with the heat and burden of the day had abandoned the struggle or had turned aside into new and untried paths to learn by experience many things not taught in books. Of the twenty-six who had suffered the heat of mid-day, sixteen returned to toil through the long sunny hours of the afternoon. With stately dignity they put aside the frolicsome tricks of the morning and applied themselves with greater earnestness to the steep and rugged path. And once upon their journey, in company with the grave and black-robed Seniors, they marched with slow and measured tread and chanted softly, " Fortiter, fideliter, feliciter, " until the valley below rang with the sound of it and the hillside echoed back " Fortiter, fideliter, feliciter. " Late when the shadows were beginning to lengthen a sadness fell upon them, for news came that one of their number who had started with them in the fresh- ness of the morning, one who had stepped aside to find happiness in a new life, had ended her earthly journey and had entered that highest country of all, which is our ultimate goal. EVENING — The shadows are lengthening and the western sky grows mellow with the promise of a rich fulfillment. With the heat of the day past and the last part of the journey before them, eleven seniors gather to make the final ascent. Many are the changes wrought since the morning when this company began its upward journey, and of the eleven assembled there are but three of the original band. Now four others join them and together they mount the slope. The path is easier now and their way is brightened by many a happy incident. With fitting gravity they wear the black robes, emblematic of this last effort to reach the goal. The end of the day has come. They have reached the summit at last as the sun is setting in golden glory. About them stretch the vast inviting fields of the world, where with the knowledge gained, in the upward struggle, they may live lives of greater usefulness. Historian. PROPHECY OF THE CLASS OF 1913 MONG the leaves on the ground, there were many, from the fad- ing green, to the richest shades of yellow, red and brown. But there was not the slender white leaf for which I searched, the leaf || to which was attached the wonderful legend. To-day, the most wonderful day of the world to me, I had strolled out into our own forest, which we had so long called our enchanted wood. I thought of my classmates at college, and wondered if they, to-day, shared my happiness. Could I but find my magic leaf I might know. I stooped to catch the murmurs of the brook beside me, and was watching the water divide around the little pebbles, when I saw a leaf of the palest green near me. I held my breath. Could it be my magic leaf? When I turned it over and saw the perfectly white surface with its mysterious inscription, I knew that I could not be mistaken. I plunged it in the bubbling stream — I was again in my dear Alma Mater, but such a changed place it was! New buildings were everywhere, but I was happy to see that they had preserved our old buildings, Bryan Hall, East Hall, and what we called the " new building. " The strains of " Allons enfants de la patrie, " came from a room in the Administra tion building. How I longed to look upon my French class again. This desire was granted me, but I found myself in the assistant ' s room, and there was Annie Treadwell conducting the class, a very dignified, " high-collared " Annie. From here I was guided by some mysterious force to the new Library building. Before me was something that looked like the entrance to a subway. As I went down and down, I came to a place which was not hot enough to be the lower regions, yet it was so different from the earthly ones. A neat little cottage was the only building, but I feared that I might be lost in the labyrinth of pipes, which all went upward. The mystery was soon to be solved, for the voice that said, " Dave, put some more coal on the fire. They are getting cold up in the East Hall, " was surely Clarine Hoyt ' s. Dear little Clarine, who had tried so hard to make Mr. Kellum heat East Hall well in our school days, had renounced all worldly pleasure, and with her rich Yankee husband, kept this enormous heating plant. The picture faded, but I eagerly dipped the leaf into water again, and found myself carried steadily upward until I saw something that looked like a big bird coming toward me; but the sound of an engine made me realize that it was one of the latest model aeroplanes. The merry laugh that came to my mV ■ ' -■; ears was certainly that of Clyde Hunt. I had thought that Clyde would find this world not exciting enough, and her becoming a famous aeronaut was no surprise. I did not see her companion. Perhaps it was her mother. How thankful I was for my precious leaf. As I drew it up this time, I saw the words " globe-trotter, North Pole, " inscribed thereon. " Globe- trotter? " I questioned. Then a picture was before me, of regions of ice and snow such as I had only seen in pictures. In a figure, muffled in furs, I was delighted to find that my classmate, the wealthy Bessie Wells, was the first woman to go to the North Pole. As these words disappeared from the leaf under the cooling water, there appeared some blazing letters. " Famous Reader — Wenona Wa — . " I did not finish, for I was carried to the back of the auditorium, and I heard the words, " There was once a child, and he had a sister, who was a child too, and they thought of a number of things. They wondered about the stars; they wondered — " Something in the inflection caught my ears, and as the speaker balleted forward, I recognized Amanda. I was almost crushing my leaf, and was hardly conscious of letting it fall toward the stream. It seemed a trick of Providence, that I should now be in this cool place after the crowded auditorium. It was one of those cafes that, with its shaded lights, mirrors and hanging fruit, make one think that she is under an old grape-arbor, that stretches on and on. A cabaret show was going on, and I looked up to see the ballet going through a series of wonderful figures. I sat there for a moment in astonishment. Who would have thought that those funny little steps Alma Parlin used to do across the campus, could have been worked up into such a symmetrical dance? This was only half of my class, and I was eager to know more. In the next picture I was in line with some people, waiting outside of an office door. On the door was printed, " President of the Home Economics Association — " that big, far-away thing that I had studied in my school days. But which of my many classmates could have the honor? The door opened, and I saw Hallie Deaton at the desk. I noticed a diamond still on her third finger, but no plain band. One of the waiting line entered, and the door was closed. I paid no heed to the setting sun, but was soon in the midst of another scene. A faint perfume greeted me, and I thought of the spring roses. I was not among the roses though, but in an immaculate beauty parlor, which extended back as far as I could see. I picked up a jar of cream near me and read " Snider ' s Dimple Cream, " and I noticed for the first time, Lola, and heard her say, " It is wonderful, — the enormous sales you make. Of course you are admitted to be the best agent in the country, " and even before she turned her head I knew from the wealth of golden hair that the person whom she addressed was Bertha Langley. I had thought that Bertha, who could get an ad from the most miserly person in the world, would certainly make use of this ability. The next place I entered was a little country school-house, though from the neatness of the grounds I judged that it was kept by someone with modern ideas. The walls were decorated with attractive drawings. The teacher moved forward most indifferently, for with all her tendencies toward society, Helen Carter had sacrificed them to this ambition. Had my leaf still something for me? After this picture the shrill notes of a brass band sounded from afar. The people stopped curiously. I read on the sign carried by a rather large woman, " Votes for Women. " There marched beside her, wearing the same mannish costume, and walking with the same military tread, a slender woman. I was at the back of the crowd and could not hear the words of the blonde woman, who was throwing her arms around to emphasize her statements, while the stouter woman seemed to second everything she said. I stood on my tiptoes and saw the two Irmas. What had brought them together? I do not know. Whether it was the similarity of names, or mutual stubbornness, I was not allowed to say, for this picture was taken from view, and I was in a little alcove just outside a dance hall. It wasn ' t proper to eavesdrop, so I won ' t tell what the man said in his deep tender tones, but the girl giggled and said: " Now you know you don ' t mean that! " I knew it could be no other than Mary, who was having a gay time in society, and had not yet learned that there is a serious side to life. There were still those left in whom I was interested, so my little leaf served me once more, and I found myself on the threshold of such an imposing dwell- ing that I hesitated about entering. The large rooms, which opened into each other, were crowded with elegantly gowned women. They were chatting, in groups, or gazing at the walls, and it occurred to me that every available space on the wall was covered. It must be an art exhibit. But on a second glance, I saw Fanny Watson, and realized that she was giving to her friends a unique exhibit of a few of the Y. W. C. A. posters that she had made while in College. I was almost afraid to enter the door of the next house, for I had heard the footman tell an insisting caller that the genius was finishing her fifteenth book. I did not go into the room, but as I passed by the window, I saw Jessie Partridg« working furiously amid stacks of books. The Annual training had not been wasted here. I next found myself amid a wildly applauding audience. The great musi- cian was answering the third curtain. This did not surprise me, for we had all expected something from the music of Margaret Merchant. There was still one missing from our little class, and the leaf would bring her to me. As far as I could see, on either side of me were rose-bushes, violet beds, and masses of flowers of contrasting colors. Someone came out of a little cottage, and I heard a gentle voice say, " The flowers have not been sent to St. Luke ' s yet. " Gladys Short had given her life to cultivating flowers to gladden the poor and sick. I dipped my leaf dreamily into the water again, and the soft strains of Mendelssohn ' s wedding march drifted to my ears. I arose in confusion, and started back, through the fast darkening woods. I had almost forgotten the wedding. L. S. M., ' 13. - 1 JZiiz. ix tit lives of SS, M.S., A.M., A B Crane a -e f e h brains, then- jume. is hull, H Ikil remains 4 re. SAee iA Zf QhJ %l{ull. Post Grad PEARLE LINNIE McLIN B.S. M.S. MAUDE WILKISON A.B. M.A. 1 THE CALL Away from the East land and the sea, Came a call, which woke in my restless heart A nameless yearning, — a longing to know Of the world that gleamed On the dreams long dreamed; Where the Ocean of Life, with ebb and flow, Rolled ceaselessly, tinted with fancy s glow. The dream came true; with swift, glad Iread. And a heart nigh bursting with joy and fear, To the East s bright star, and Art s dear goal, Came the eager feet For the new life sweet To flood the heart without control. And to aniwer the call of the sea in the soul. Drink deep, oh heart, in the years that flee! Drink deep of the pleasures, the sorrows, the toil. Live not in the past, nor uncertain " to-morrow " ; The present is life; Disappointments nor strife Can make it sad — though thoughts they borrow From its dead past and its bitter sorrow. Some day, when the soul has been quite satisfied; When thy labor is ended, thy mission complete, Another longing will fill thy breast, And thy kindred and home And the vast blue dome Above the plains unbroken rest. Will claim thee again, oh child of the West! -Selected U V- ' m%, M JUNIOR CLASS Motto : " Esse quam videre ' Flower: Cherokee Rose Colors : Green and White OFFICERS Frances Long President Felicia Williams Vice-President Josephine Drane Secretary and Treasurer Ruth Otwell Historian Frances Long Italie Morriss Clara McDonald Belle Crawford Helen Alford Katherine Martin Katherine Meres Elizabeth Spears Mary Robertson Rosalie Dortch Viola Wade Helen Saxon Irene Smith Olga Larson MEMBERS Lucile Bellinger Adele Boyd Ruby Byrd Mozelle Durst Constance Cavell Mary Wilkinson Joel Wilkinson Anna M e Williams Felicia Williams Lucy Grier Cornelia Leffler Lude Fryer Kathleen Smith Pearl Nicholson Virginia Ames Louise Clark Eva Child Josephine Drane Grace Godley Doris Knight Iva Rowlett Isabel Grasty Corinne Patterson Leslie Maynard Ada Law Blanche Glen Kate Webb Ione Hough Ruth Otwell JUNIOR HISTORY E, the Junior Class of 1912-1913, of the Florida State College for Women, do hereby make application to enter the wonderful and awe-inspiring Senior Class of 1913-1914. We feel that we have faithfully worn the cool, gay, green garments of Freshman- hood with the carefullest protection of that raiment; we are confident that we have accumulated a surplus amount of brilliancy and wisdom, so, cheerfully we put aside the frivolous and conceited garment of the Sophomore year. And though we often have fears and dark misgivings, we have assumed the stately and trailing garments of Juniorhood and surmounted, in spite of our burdensome trains, the impassable difficulties of that Class, and feel ourselves wholly capable of wearing the long and sable robes of Seniority, in which we shall ably cope with all our dire and fearful responsibilities. But see! the Faculty blest Hath laid our fears to rest, Else here our worthy qualities would have ended; Gladness like a star Hath seized us from near and far. And made our hearts leap up from joy attended ; For all along this page you Tiay read ccmmendatory letters on which your minds may feed. Every College has its Boosters ; so has the Florida State College for Women. The present Junior Class is not only the largest Junior Class in the history of the College, but it has always been a boosting Class. Here is to the Juniors. Edward Conradi. My opinion of the Juniors? Draw nigh. Let us speak low; for they are the ears of all the ages. Tell it not in Gath. " Vanity of vanities, all is van- ity, " saith the teacher. N. M. Salley. When the Junior Class entered college as Freshmen, it was clear to every- body that if they were to be among the saved at the great judgment four years hence, it must be so by fire. Since that time, the process of purification by fire has gone on. Where so much of dross was to be consumed, much burning was necessary. " Burnt child dreads the fire, " so it is said, and repeated scorchings and roastings have made these Juniors timid, (?) — even to the point of feeling at times that they know less than they really do! But much is yet to be done, and there remains only a year in which to do it. Will the fire be equal to its task? In June, 1914, shall we be able to point to our Seniors and say to a waiting world, " After four years of purging and purifying, this that we present you is gold, — pure, refined, 24-carat gold? " Let us hope. Wm. G. Dodd. OU R JUNIORS UR Juniors are Seniors in scholarship, Juniors in good looks, Sopho- mores in conceit and Freshmen in resourcefulness. They truly represent the composite, kaleidoscopic type of admirable prudence and cunning craftiness. To begin with, they are too scholarly to play basket-ball well. In fact, they do not know anything about it. They are too crafty and at the same time too good-looking not to show that the best way for covering up a vacuum of air- bubbles that betakes the brain now and then, is to show two bewitching rows of teeth and to indulge in an inane, suburban giggling. The blander they are the more proficient they are. Some of them have reached perfection. God bless them ! Again, they are too conceited to admit that a constant trail of kerchiefs, umbrellas, parasols (none of them of the most attractive variety), notebooks, hairpins, text-books, bananas, raincoats, sweaters and even rackets left in the class-room is truly representative of the eternal feminine. Moreover, they are everlastingly resourceful in advancing new reasons for their tardiness that is kept up with regular irregularity. Likewise they are immune against all extremes in temperature for they can stand the coldest air and resist and even furnish the hottest air. In search of truth they will sometimes ask so many intricate questions, especially if led on by a certain " ruthless " student, that the teacher in unsuspect- ingly treating all those extremely important questions and intermezzi will speak ten minutes into the next recitation, causing them to flee, in dismay and terror, without a new lesson assigned. Otherwise they are O. K. Writer anticipates, with infinite pleasure to be sure, to see them again next year as a formidable array of Seniors, just as scholarly, just as good-looking, a little less conceited and resourceful, somewhat less immune against those extreme air currents, somewhat better fortified against air bubbles, that means less " giggly " — but above all just as sweet, just as congenial, just as loveable, as they always have appeared to him to be. Tee hee, hee, — Tee hee hee, — Ha, ha ha. Au Revoir. Ludwig Johannes Marienburger. A REPORT ON THE JUNIORS To the President: UO usque tandem abutere, Catilina, patientia nostra? " — the Cice- ronian equivalent for " How long, pray, O Junior, will you abuse our patience? " — is my first thought, Sir, in responding to your request for a report concerning the present Junior Class, a class notoriously overestimated, extraordinarily self-opinionated, absolutely unsophisti- cated, yet openly aspiring even now to Senioral dignity. O Mores ! O tempora ! It is always easy to rate with accuracy the intellectuality and mental acu- men of a student if one can test such individual in the study of Latin, as there, as well as in Greek, real ability and scholarly worth are invariably manifested, if possessed at all. From tests, therefore, which I have made in the class-room in an unobservant way for the past three years, I am pleased to reproduce some evidence that the aforesaid Class is undoubtedly mediocre, unimaginative, and inefficient; bombastic, superficial, and indolent; incorrigible, indifferent and un- inspiring. I shall cite some detailed information regarding the work of the verp best of these lofty-minded Juniors. Late in the spring of 1911, April 13, I called on the (so-called) brightest Junior (then a " Fresh " ), to translate from Latin what should have been ren- dered: " The dog watched throughout the whole night " ; here is the way she read it: " The dog watched the night out through a hole. " Can you now say, Sir, that girls do not resort to " ponies " or interlinears, like boys? After these same girls as a Horace class had studied a whole week on that ode beginning " Exegi monumentum aere perennius, " where the poet speaks of raising an imperishable monument to himself through his art, a Sophomore, the favorite of the faculty, gave me the following suggestive rendering: " I have eaten a monument more lasting than brass! " It was with uncontrolled wrath that I cried out — unpardonable, perhaps: " Well, for goodness ' sake, then, sit down and digest it! " Things do not improve. Only last week I appointed a group of six Juniors to collaborate and give a joint translation of Ovid ' s " Saepe sonant moti glacie pendente capilli, " which you, Sir, would rightly render: " Often, if you shake your hair, the icicles which hang to it will rustle. " These Juniors did their level best, with this result: " The goats frequently get on to a glacier and when it starts to slip away they send forth their voices. " The responsibility for this utter inability) of the Class must not be placed on me as their instructor. My colleagues in the other language departments grieve with me over the hopeless inefficiency of the Class of ' 1 4. I recommend in- vestigation. Clarence Eugene Boyd. CLASS SONG (AlR: " Clementine " ) In this College to our knowledge. There ' s a class of thirty-nine; Noted ever as being clever. Always get there right on time. We re Juniors, we ' re Juniors, Proud of College, Class, and State; Toiling ever, striving ever, For our Alma Mater ' s sake. Then some bright day not so far away. Wearing Senior gowns we ' re seen, Marching proudly, singing loudly, In the year of " Old Fourteen. 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Assistant Historian Irma Blake Monitor • FACULTY JINGLES I will sing you a gay little ditty Of Florida ' s capital city, Here a college is found Of such fame and renown Where they study so hard, it ' s a pity. The President, Dr. Conradi, Is a gentleman, learned and hardy. He governs with knowledge This most " precious college — And never is known to be tardy. As head of the discipline committee, Dean Salley presides without pity. Restrictions no few, Imposes on you — Till your poor brain is hopelessly giddy. Our most brilliant German professor Is truly a famous professor In French classes, too, He presides over you — And certainly there is none " besser. Dr. Dodd ' s a most talented man — None can sing — none can play like he can. In his dreams he ' s a poet, But you ' d never know it — He ' s so timid, retiring, and bland. In this college is dear Mr. " Pie, Whose sweet nature none can deny. Offense do not take, Should he fail to awake When in class you would give your reply. The poor pupils in Physics and Math, Must walk in the straight, narrow path. Yet Smith is all right, Exceedingly bright — But beware of provoking his wrath! When I come to dear Doctor McNeill A learned one with whom I must deal, " Ahem! ' I would say, To quote, if I may, For there ' s not room about him to " spiel A teacher from South Carolina, Than he, there is surely none finer. Dr. Boyd is his name. And so great is his fame, His " digressions " we think of as minor. There lives, too, a teacher named Barber, Who searches all day in the arbor, In case he may find Some bug or some vine, Which down in his " lab he can harbor. Mr. Garnand, in this famous land, Over history and French does command. He ' s gentle and kind — The best you can find. And is skillful in teaching his " band. " There s a man who resides in this city, Who is famous because he is witty. " John G. " with his car Does ride near and far — And this is the end of my ditty. J. P- P. 13. ■ FRESHMAN CLASS Motto: Live and Learn Flower: Blacl(-eyed Susan Colors: Blac and Cold OFFICERS Alma Griffin President Adelaide Bell Vice-President Emma Lee King Secretary and Treasurer Agnes Edwards Historian MEMBERS Nellie Cooper Jeanette McMillin Winnie Bishop Allison Pugh Alga Alligood Ella Jean McDavid Mamye Forsyth Alma Peters Marion Alford Alma Griffin Elizabeth Parkhill Nellie Kennard Adelaide Bell Idella Holloway Emma Lee King Adrian Phillips Gerardine Anderson Bessebel Waggoner Jeanette Okie Julia O ' Neal Irma Norvell Marjorie Belle Bearden Jessie Turnbull Hattie Lou Trammell Mary Floyd Agnes Edwards Lucille Freeman Nancy Dowdell Mary Hayes Ruth Smith A FRESHMAN ' S REVERIE OLLEGE life is a great game anyway! Here we come in the autumn and expect to take our places among Sophomores, Juniors, and Seniors. They ' re a mighty poor bunch, anyway, — except the Juniors. They think they ' ll shove us " Fans " off the field. But they ' ll find we ' re not so easily put " out. " We stand the best chance to win the game because we have Fresh-men always on deck. The other day an insinuation was made that our Class members were green in mathematics; but you may depend upon it, before sundown, Mary made " short stop " of that when Professor Smith called out " A " in her math. exam. It ' s a pity our good friends, the Juniors, can not take a few points from their proteges ' work in chemistry. They think it is wonderful to analyze the city water of Tallahassee in their " Household " procedures; but if they ' d come into Room I when forty girls are studying and mixing and making combinations, they ' d be fairly dizzy with the work and buzz and " foul " atmosphere. " Chem- istry is a fairyland, " said an old enthusiast; but if he could come back from the land of the shades, he ' d see the " Fairies " have a great deal of up-to-date energy. Then there ' s English! I just wish students who criticise the Freshman Class could see how our grades compared with the advanced classes in the Janu- ary exams. My ! but they had a time ! That ' s one good thing about being a Freshman, — if a girl makes an E she doesn ' t worry, because she has three years to make amends. The other day a nice-looking Senior asked me, " What are you doing in athletics this year? " And I was really surprised to know that she had been in the same college with us and had not heard of our fame in basket-ball. Why, we have four " Star " players. It ' s true that the Sub-collegiates and Sophomores put us " out " Thanksgiving day, but as soon as we and the Juniors have time to recuperate, our Fresh-men will make so many " innings " that the Seniors can hardly keep score. The Freshmen get many hits and strikes; but if you ' ll stop to consider the points in our favor, you ' ll see we are somewhat ahead of any class in the College. For instance, we can say what we please and be met with the remark, " Oh, don ' t pay any attention to what she says, she ' s only a Freshman. " We can always look up and not down ; forward, not backward. Then we always have time, which the poor Seniors lack, the Juniors need, and the Sophomores scramble for. V " X .7V We get out of doing hard things because people think we can not do them. We march in chapel last and come out last, because everybody knows " The best is always saved till the last. " Only one thing worries a Freshman ; and that is, the College authorities don ' t seem to realize the value of our suggestions. We think our health would be a great deal better if we could sleep nine hours instead of eight, and have breakfast at eight-fifteen instead of seven-fifteen. The faculty should excuse all Freshmen twice where they excuse advanced classes once. We think all faculty members should leave off eccentricities when they go on the stage. We think if people had more confidence in us, we could reflect more glory on the institu- tion. All these considerations would give us a better chance to " Live and learn. " So here ' s hoping the future holds even greater possibilities for the Freshman! , " ' :, SUB-COLLEGIATE PIE TlME — Saturday night before final exams. PLACE — Gymnasium, dimly lighted, doors closed. Sub-Collegiate girls cautiously assembling. " Come, girls, let us enjoy the feast of this wonderful pie which we have been making and baking all the year, " said Genevieve. " Give me the knife, An- toinette, " she continued. " Ring the Bell, and let us say Grace before we begin. " The girls all sat down on the floor around the big pie; for they preferred this position to sitting on Chaires. " How delicious to taste the fruit of our own labors, " said Antoinette, as she bit off a piece of the pastry. " How did we get such nice crust? " asked Vera. " It is fine. " " Oh! that was easy enough, Ve, " replied Mildred, " the Miller brought the flour fresh from the Mills, and you know we are not slow in mixing. " " Tie crust must have been mixed with water, " said Shellie, " for it is so crisp. " " No, " answered Janet, " We mix pie crust with milk, not water. " Shellie looked mischievously over her shoulder and said, " Janet knows. She ' s a Byrd, she is. " s c- sw£ " Who brought the lard? " asked Naomi, as she bit off such a big mouth- ful of pie that Flossie reached over and patted her on the back. " Gee! when lard is twenty cents, who was so magnanimous as to supply it? " " I know, " replied Flossie, " ' Twas Maxwell, and she had to get more than a Penny ' s worth, I can tell you. " At this moment there came a loud knock on the door. A sudden hush fol- lowed, then Elizabeth Clayton ran to the door and bribed the night watchman with a large piece of pie to keep the matter quiet. " Humph! but apples help this mince meat wonderfully, " chimed in Eliza- beth Kennard. " Girls, the apples are a contribution from the Second Year Class, for Lottie brought them before she stopped school. She has a yard full of apples, you know. " " Can you taste any chopped suet in the mince meat? " asked Julia Rutland. Upon hearing this remark from a person so innocent as Julia, Margaret Thompson leaned back on her dignity and said, " I hope we don ' t feel bad, Myrtle. Just to think of our efforts to get the suet and how we chopped and chopped, and then not even have it recognized in the pie. " " Yes, " answered Myrtle, " but we have the consolation of knowing we furnished a big part, for suet is the main ingredient of mince pie. " Just then Raymona was lifting the largest piece of pie from the plate, when Lydia interrupted her. " Hold on, child, don ' t you know you must save that piece for your Elder sister. Be polite. " " Well, Elder or no Elder, " cried Raymona, " this slice belongs to who- ever gets it. " Thereupon was a scrap which proved very amusing. Lydia reached for the pie and Raymona refused to give it up, and if Elizabeth Baynard had not pulled Lydia away there is no telling what would have become of Ray- mona ' s soft curls. " Who gave us the wine for the pie? " asked Mildred B. " Isn ' t it de- licious? Stronger than usual, seems to me. " " Yes, " responded Lillian Seabloom. " It is stronger; you see we could not get wine, so we used a bit of old Ri instead. " Lillian looked around a bit uneasily for fear there might be objection from such a temperate class; but every girl was true game. " Ri is all right, " they said. " This pie is good enough for a Post-Grad, " said Clara Boozer. " Indeed, I want Moor every time I taste it. Let me have another slice, Genevieve, please. " But the pie was gone and the girls rose to prepare for a quiet little dance. Mary D. like the veritable Mary of the scripture, moved closer to Nelly Kelly to get the spiritual significance of the occasion (if there were any), but the two Marthas, true to the sacred Marthas, quickly set things back and made the room neat and attractive. All at once Nellie Kelly turned pale as she saw the door open slowly and a figure draped in white, glide noiselessly down the room. The girls stood motionless, for this looked like one of those preternatural beings occasionally spoken of as Wights. " It must be McBeth ' s ghost come upon us, for stealing off down here to this frolic, " said Azalie. " Grace, you and Ferris run after that wild creature and see what it is, anyway! " said Gertrude, " and Edna, you go With ' em. " " Not I, " said Edna, " You don ' t catch me running after ghosts. Ferris and I shall hide behind Dolly, for she ' s so Bigg she may be able to conceal us. " But as they ran towards Dolly, Ferris reached out her hand and snatched off the mask, and behold it was Margaret. So the way those merry little Sub-Collegiates romped and danced for the next forty minutes was something to remember. Indeed they all concluded that their own pie was splendid. . BETTINA ATTER, patter, patter — the drops splashed upon the roof. I pushed back the dusty curtain and looked out. It was a dismal world, dripping with rain and fog. With a sigh I turned again to the pile of rubbish at my feet — the letters, yellowed with age — pictures and bits of faded ribbon. They looked uninteresting enough, but I was trying to while away the time. Probably the gloom of the outside world made me restless, uneasy, a»d I crept up here to forget myself; to this attic room long unused and musty with cobwebs. For a moment I turned the papers over idly, my mind far from the cedar chest and its contents. What were they after all? A few old love letters and poems. It was sentimental to be interested in such things, nevertheless I bent over them ; they would tell a story, at least. One I held to the light, but I put it back, as it almost fell to pieces in my hands. Another I read — a quaint, oddly expressed note of thanks and signed " Bettina. " Bettina — the name aroused a vague memory. Where had I heard it? I ex- amined the little missive carefully. It told me nothing. In despair I put them back in the chest, but as I started to lower the lid something bright caught my eye. In a moment I held it forth — a yellow scarf, faded with age and torn in places. Slowly I unrolled it. What an exquisite piece of workmanship in this chest of old letters. But what was this? A picture fell out upon the floor. I picked it up eagerly and threw back the curtain. It was a girlish face framed in dark curls that met my gaze. I examined it closer; the brown eyes seemed to speak to me, plead with me. I passed my hand over my eyes. I had never seen the face before, yet I felt that I had known it somewhere. Who could it be? Someone in the family assuredly, or it would not be in the cedar chest. And why was it hidden in the scarf? These qu estions I could not answer. Oh, yes, I knew! Grandmother — she could tell me. I closed the attic door with a bang and sped down the stairs. I found her alone before a glowing fire — just thinking. " Grandmother! " I broke in upon her rudely. " See what I have found upstairs! " I shoved the picture into her hands. " Dear me, child, how you frighten me! I was so far away from here. " " But see! " I interrupted. " Tell me about the picture. " She hesitated, then examined it more closely. " Bettina, " she murmured. " Bettina, dear child — " her eyes wandered from the face to the bright coals. " Strange that I should be thinking of you, too. " The picture fell from her hands in silence. I watched her a moment, then slipped down upon the stool at her knee. " I want to know about Bettina, grandmother, " I said. She patted my head. " I almost had forgotten that you were here, Kathenne. This picture has made the memories so much clearer that I was seeing in the fire. " I did not answer, but gazed with her into the embers while only the con- tinued drip, drip, outside broke the stillness. Something of her mood had stolen over me, taking away my first eagerness, and I wanted to see the story as she did, painted by the firelight. " Bettina, my little sister, " she mused. " Where shall I begin? It ' s a long, long tale. " " Begin just with her, " I urged, " from the very beginning. " " From the very beginning, " she repeated. " I can ' t remember much of her childhood. She was my half-sister, you know, the daughter of a young Spaniard whom my mother married when I was about six years old. An im- pulsive man, brilliant, almost a genius, but so unfortunate. He never touched any money he didn ' t lose. He became morbid and reproached himself bitterly for having taken us away from a rich home. At these times my mother looked sad and he shut himself off alone with his violin. My life was lonely, so I welcomed a baby sister, although I was twelve years old when she came. How 1 1. T 1 111 1 11 I-. tiny she appeared! I can see her now, held out to me by our old nurse. But it was not long before my step-father died, then the trip back to America, back to the plantation of my grandfather. " The old lady ' s voice died away and no sound broke in upon hex reverie. I gazed into the fire and waited. " I don ' t remember Bettina as a little girl, " she resumed, " for I married at sixteen and went away. When I came back the war had broken out with all its horrors. It was a topsy-turvy household; not even the servants were the same. Bettina was seventeen, a little thing, as pretty as a flower. " How well I remember the first morning I came! I was awakened by the sun pouring in at my window and the mocking birds singing just outside. Lazily I opened my eyes. What a glorious world after all, athrob and pulsing with life! ' Wait just one minute. I can ' t quite reach that one. ' " I recognized the voice and looked out on my little sister ' s dark curls. She was in the room below me, reaching far out into the rose bush. ' See, Dickie, won ' t this do as well? ' She balanced a pink bud in her fingers. I glanced at the tall young man in the gray uniform. He was smiling as if it would. I can ' t hu,.t you roses all morn- ' Otherwise I Bettina leaned She dropped ' Speak now or forever hold your peace ing, ' she called. ' That will do if you will come down with it, ' he said want another. ' " She laughed. ' So it is either me or the rose you want, Mr. Dickie. ' far out of the window. ' Suppose you can ' t have what you want, the flower down to him, leaning still further out. ' Listen, ' — I was barely able to catch her words — ' the Yankees are camped to the east, one mile; if you ride away at dinner don ' t let Sam see you. ' " He smiled easily. ' You are frightened. Don ' t think I ' m afraid of a nigger betraying me. And the Yankees with their whole pack can ' t catch Dan and me. ' ' Yes, yes, ' all the brightness had died out of her voice, ' You are brave, but Sam is cunning and fleet. He always outwitted grandfather, even when he threatened to sell him South. ' " The boy frowned. ' Let ' s have a little fun and not always think of war. Come down, Bettie. ' " A moment ' s silence. She had withdrawn partially ; then I heard a burst of laughter. ' All right — just one minute. ' " A patter of footsteps across polished floors and she was gone. I lay back in my pillows. This was Dick Trammel, the little freckeled-faced boy I had left next door. I hardly expected to see a soldier in his place. Poor children ! So soon to be parted, perhaps forever. All the sunlight had died for me, and I understood the full meaning of war. " Gradually I began to know my little sister — child and yet a woman. She loved me; now I ' m thankful for those years, spent in the heart of the war, because Bettina loved me and clung to me even more than our mother. She told me about Dick. ' They had always cared, ' she said innocently, ' and as soon as the war was over they would marry. ' " I stroked her hair and looked down at her, but my heart ached soon as the war was over! ' What did the words mean? " Grandmother looked searchingly into my eyes. Did I know? I my head. ' As shook One afternoon, " she went on, " we heard a battle was to be, one in which Dick ' s company had to fight. Bettina came to me, her face tear-stained, her lips trembling. ' What can we do, Lucy? ' she begged. ' Can ' t we do something? ' Yes, little one, ' I answered, ' we can pray. ' " So together we went far away from the house, by the magnolia tree al the orchard gate. The twilight stole over us and still we knelt. Bettina wa.« the first to speak. ' I think, Lucy, that now God couldn ' t let anything happen to him. ' I looked into her radiant face and felt sure of it, too. " The morrow came and with it news that he was safe. The day never looked so bright, nor had the birds sung as sweetly. Bettina ran hither and thither, dancing, skipping, shaking even Dinah, the cook, from her habitual grouch. " She ran in upon me late in the afternoon. I was sitting by the window, sewing. ' Look! ' she cried excitedly. ' Down the road! There comes a soldier in gray. Do you suppose it could be Dick? ' " I laughed and teased her. ' Everything you see, from a broom to a tree, you think it ' s Dick. Now — ' but she put her hand over my mouth. There, you shan ' t make fun of me, ' and her voice went up in a scream. ' It is, too, for he ' s coming in at the gate. ' " I gathered up my sewing and followed her. He came in — dusty, almost ready to drop with fatigue. I just heard her exclamation — ' Oh! What is the matter? ' He passed his hand over his head. ' Water, bring me water. ' " I rushed to get it and as I did so collided with a dark form. ' Scuse me, Miss Lucy. I was er-lookin ' fer ole Marster. ' I sped past Sam and procured the glass. ' Here! ' I held it to the boy ' s parched lips. ' Drink! ' He obeyed. ' You are not hurt? ' pleaded Bettina, pressing against his chair. " He smiled faintly. ' No, Bettie, just tired. I have ridden since the battle yesterday at sun- down. I — must go on! ' He staggered up. ' You — see — I have some im- portant papers. ' We pushed him back. He looked silently from one to the other. ' I must get these dispatches to Lee before sundown to-morrow, ' he said. ' They must get there. You understand? ' ' Understand. ' The word fell on my ears like a knell and Bettina hid her face. ' Nevertheless, ' I answered firmly, ' You shall rest. Don ' t you know that without a night ' s sleep you can not reach Lee by to-morrow? ' " He lowered his head. " ' You will have to go immediately to a bed and rest until morning. Here! ' I beckoned the negro man who had just come out. ' Take Mr. Dick to a room. ' I did not see the negro was Sam. " Bettina looked up as they went out, her features white and drawn. " ' My God, Lucy! ' she murmured, ' a spy! a spy! and the Yankees have camped a half mile from here! ' I grasped her hands. " ' Where? Not on the direct line before the camp? ' She shook her head, ' I don ' t know, ' she answered, ' I don ' t know. ' I put my arms about her. ' There is nothing to do now, dearie, but wait. ' ' Wait. ' The word made me cold. Wait all through the dreary supper, the never-ending night, until we heard the next evening. But I must be strong for Bettina ' s sake. " ' Yes, it won ' t be so long, ' I told her. camp to-morrow night. ' " She looked piteously up into my face, so? ' I nodded and led her into the house. ' Dick is here, ' he said to me. ' Do you think it safe? ' 1 ' He is too weary to go further, ' I replied. ' It must be made safe. ' " As I spoke Sam glided out the door. Bettina clutched my arm. ' Does he know? ' ' Not that Dick has the papers, ' I reassured her. " The supper bell rang and we jumped. Bettina laughed hysterically. 1 ' It scared me for a moment, ' she said. " We sat down silently. " ' The cattle are hidden? ' asked my mother. ' ' And the key to the store house is buried, ' I answered. " A long hush followed, broken only by the crackle of leaves outside. ' Listen! There were footsteps upon the porch. Bettina jumped up and I took her hand to steady her. No one spoke, but searched the other ' s blanched face for an explanation. Dinah rushed through the folding doors. 1 ' Fore Gawd, ole Marster, de Yankees done come! Sam met a squad down de road and tole ' em Mars ' Dick wus here! ' ' He ' ll leave at sunrise, arrive at ' Can he, Lucy? Do you think Our grandfather met us. " I dared not look at Bettina as I left the room. Up the back stairs I rushed. ' Dick! ' I called at his door. ' Dick! ' No answer. I could hear the tramping of feet. Frantically I beat on the door. Yes, he was stirring now — he answered. ' ' Quick — for your life! The Yankees! ' I called through the keyhole. With beating heart I listened to his dressing. " What was it? Down stairs Bettina was talking and laughing with the soldiers. I heard a hysterical giggle and knew she could not hold out much longer. Oh, yes! ' her words floated up to me — ' I — I sing sometimes. ' " Sing — I caught my breath. I felt sure the child could not stand that strain. ' Hurry, ' I pleaded, banging on the door. Jump from the window into the tree! Don ' t try to come down. ' ' Yes, ' came back his muffled answer. ' No — I love to sing. ' It was Bettina ' s voice again. I covered my face with my hands and listened. Hark! Someone was coming in at the front door! ' Have you searched the house? ' ' The Captain! ' I gasped. ' No — they will do that presently, ' called my little sister. " In the stillness which followed, I heard the sheets of music turning. Then a loud burst of coarse laughter. ' Presently? I fear your stratagem will miscarry, my little lady. Search the house ! ' " It was a rasping command. I leaned against the balustrade, sick with terror. Was it to end like this? Ah! The clash of a saber against the win- dow ledge told me Dick had jumped. There was a chance, a slender one. The soldiers were swarming through the place. Oh ! Don ' t let them go into the yard, I prayed, just for a moment — one short moment. " My God! What was that? A shot rang out. I ran to the hall win- dow, my eyes straining into the gathering dusk. A dark form caught my at- tention. It was tottering — falling. There was another man at the side of it. " Downstairs the soldiers were running hither and thither. Now — Oh! Wouldn ' t someone stop them? They were rushing into the yard. " The figure standing over the fallen man jumped aside — too late. It was Dick. Sam had tried to stop him and he had shot the negro, otherwise he would have escaped. " I covered my eyes; I could not watch his capture. Bettina must he found. Blindly I reached for the balustrade. How I got down those steps I ' ll never know — but I reached the porch. The negroes stood around, crying. I scarcely noticed the others, my eyes searching for Bettina. " Ah! There she stood in the midst of those motley men, her face up- turned, and Oh! so pale. " Dick was handcuffed now and in his eyes, the expression of one who knew, one who understood. " My head throbbed and my throat ached. Bettina, my poor darling! She seemed to be oblivious to all else except Dick. ' You can ' t leave me, for I shall come too. It will not be long — Oh, — very, very soon, ' she was saying. " He looked down upon her. ' My little girl, ' he murmured, ' You can ' t come with me. Don ' t you see? ' he made a gesture toward the papers in the Captain ' s hands. ' They brand me and to-morrow, at the rise of the sun, ' his voice broke, but his eyes were serene. ' Think of me — for — I — ' He turned to the man at his side. ' One moment, Captain, alone with her? It won ' t be a long farewell, I promise you. ' " And the man in the blue uniform nodded. Slowly we left them together in the coming night. " Grandmother was still. Outside the crickets began to chirp; inside the fire flickered and blazed. " And then, " I whispered. She raised her head. " And then we watched them ride away — watched until our eyes grew dim — until the little squad of cavalrymen disappeared around the big bend of the road. It was over. Bettina looked at me and in her eyes was a light I had never seen before. I put my hands over them. I could not gaze longer upon a spirit so crushed. " My little sister left us, after he had paid the penalty, and went as a Red Cross nurse to the battlefield. " Again the old lady stopped. " Did you never see her after that? " I asked. " Never, " she answered very low. " She died, we supposed, and I — I should not have told you all this, for I never have told anyone her story before — but — " Her voice trailed off — she passed her hand over her head. " I am so tired — Oh! So very tired since Bettina has gone. " The clouds had lifted now, and a streak of the brackish gold of the sunset came in at the window. I looked up. Grandmother ' s eyes were full of tears. I. R. M., ' 14. SENIOR NORMAL CLASS CLASS OFFICERS Inga Olla Helseth President Iva Marjorie Leach Vice-President Pearl Erin Duke Secretary Victoria Coleman . Historian Elizabeth Musson Treasurer Constance Bourlay Sergeani-at-Arms HONORARY MEMBERS Helen Hobbs Staff Correspondent Steele Edmunds Smith Ambassador at Cupid ' s Court Colors: Lavender and White Flower: Hyacinth MOTTO: Tallf Happiness The Senior Normal Class A Class there is that knows it is smart, (Even as you and I!) In every department fr om science to art, (The faculty little to it can impart) A model it ' s been from the very start, (Even as you and I!) O As should be given and praise should be given To each maid in this earnest band; But the faculty here true worth does not know, (And now we know that it never can know) And can not understand. A Class there is that is calm and sedate, (Even as you and I!) It never cuts lectures, it never comes late, (As the others do, I ' m sorry to state), It is proud that it does not procrastinate (Even as you and I!) It shouldn ' t be stared at, it shouldn ' t be glared at, By profs who perfection demand. ' Tis clear that real merit the profs do not know, (And now we know that they never can know). And never can understand. Iva Marjorie Leach. INGA OLLA HELSETH Oslo, St. Lucie County, Florida " Wearing all that weight of learning hghlly like a flower. ' IVA MARJORIE LEACH Jophn, Missouri " I am resolved to grow fat and look young until forty, and then slip out of the world with the first wrinkle and the reputation of five and twenty. " PEARL ERIN DUKE Faceville, Georgia ' For if she will, she will. You may depend on ' t; And if she won ' t, she won ' t; So there ' s an end on t. ■ . VICTORIA COLEMAN Plant City, Florida " Or light or dark, or short or tall. She sets a springe to snare them all. All ' s one to her — above the fan She d make sweet eyes at . ' ELIZABETH BARBARA MUSSON Sanford, Florida " As merry as the day is long. " CONSTANCE HENRIETTA BOURLAY Leesburg, Florida A rosebud set with little wilful thorns, And sweet as Southern air could make her, she. " JUNIOR NORMAL • Ethel Humphries . ' jpii% - - SOPHOMORE NORMAL CLASS Motto: We are Coming Colors: Green and Cold Flower: Coldenrod. CLASS OFFICERS Zilpah Harris President Mary Lou Lemman Vice-President Margaret Pearce Secretary and Treasurer Gem Pickett Historian - 0?T — FRESHMAN NORMAL CLASS MOTTO: Every Great Thing Has a Small Beginning Colors: Cold ami Blaclf Flower: Sunflower CLASS OFFICERS Alice Pruitt President Verna Monroe Vice-President Pauline Wallace Secretary and Treasurer Juanita Lytle Historian Annie Cobb Monitor CLASS ROLL Leila Aikens Bertha Andrews Annie Cobb Ethel Glidewell Marion Hall Gladys Hooker Juanita Lytle Verna Monroe Louise Nash Louise Nixon Frances Papy Alice Pruitt Kate Underwood Rena Wahnish Pauline Wallace 0€QStaMESCLMSS ■ SIRE WILLIAM I. Act III. SCENE 1. Thursday. Before Room 25. Bells. Enter Sire William, Otwell, McDonald, Morriss, Helseth and Juniors, with exam. tablets. Sire William: " Once more unto the test, dear girls, once more; Or close the door upon our English flunked. In schoo l there ' s nothing so becomes a lass As dancing, playing and hilarity: But when examinations fire our fears, Then imitate the actions of a Treadwell, Borrow alarm clocks, wake at early hours, Disguise the night with many hidden lights; Then lend the eyes a sleepless aspect; Let them droop under lids, heavy as lead Or even heavier ; Let the brow look pale, The pulse beat slow, and languid droop the head ; With dragging steps, and deep breaths heaving sighs, From hearts filled with grave fears and forebodings. Now open text-books, and stretch the note-books wide, Cram full the brain and learn each petty phrase To perfection! On, on, you noblest Juniors Whose ranks are filled with Soph ' mores of past times! — Soph ' mores that, like so many Seniors, Have played and crammed and passed by bare sixty : Dishonour not your Post-Grads ; now show your- Selves worthy of the great respect of Freshmen. Be copy now to girls of Normal School, And teach them how to pass ! And you, good Juniors, Who come to us from high-schools, show us here The worth of your diplomas; let us swear That you do honour to your Alma Mater; which I doubt not; For there are some of you so fair of face That remind me again of days gone by. I see you Venus, here Diana tall, And there wise Minerva. The exam ' s begun: Cudgel your brains; and for a cheer Cry — ' Anything ' bove sixty, and Hurrah!!! ' (Exit. Groans and pens scratching.) L. S. O, ' 14. VATICINATION If God should send the poet Into a longing world. Came he like bread in deserts, Came he to seas their pearl. What for their new Messiah Would shepherds, sages bring? Caskets of myrrh and cassia, The oil, the robe, the ring? If upon voiceless nations Engulfed in silence long, He should descend, awaking To utterance and song. What would an earth that wailed Him only through dumb years, But throng his way with worship And wash his feet with tears? II. Not for the bard discarded The purple and the chain; They strip him of his wonders And wound him with disdain; And driven to wildernesses And wanderings alone. He fed once on splendid Enwaftures from the throne. Dwells, for the white Idea Whose herald he must be, Hailed thus his voiced evangel, " Make right my ways for me! ' And vain the wrath of Herod And weak the rage of Saul — Only his song unullered The singer can appall: Nobly the harpstrings shivered Though shattered by the spears He lay, his head foregoing The crowned, prophetic years. S. L »W4Ji |, ;i. " -i r ' r Y • CLASS PROPHECY OF THE SENIOR KINDERGARTEN CLASS Five Years Hence HAD just come in from taking the kindergarten children home, and was fagged out and nearly frozen. My landlady was trudging stolidly about the hut, dressed in dirty bearskin, preparing a supper of sperm oil and moss. I started to drop down on the bed and have a good cry; then I thought of what Miss Wheeler had so often said, that one way of disciplining a child is to change his imagery. I was certainly acting the child, so to change my own imagery I decided to phone to the Pearys. " What? " I cried at the phone, " Lieut. Peary ' s family gone to the South Pole? Well, give me Cookville by long distance then. . . . Line ' s frozen? " Change of imagery, indeed ! Oh, yes! I had it. I would go and look at the new ice hut on the hill. I even plucked up courage enough to sing, " Good Morning, Merry Sunshine, " as I went. I stopped in front of the hut, ar.d my bonnie little Yuka came skip- ping over the snow to meet me, holding something out in her hand. " See, Miss Annie, " she said, " what Yuka find! " I examined it and found that it was a Buckeye. I preesed it between my fingers, and immediately a little fairy, dressed in pink gauze and tiny blue slip- pers sprang up before me " Oh, you damty darling! Come here immediately and cuddle up in my big fur coat, or you will freeze, " I cried. " No, " she answered, " I am the Nymph of Summer-land, and I have come to bring sunshine and cheer to all who long for them. Follow me! " I caught Yuka up in my arms; the fairy moved her wand over us, and in a trice we were in a quamt, warm, sunshiny garden. There were little children skipping about, and having the gayest of times ; daisies, and buttercups, and posies in a row; bunnies hopping among flowers, with birds and pets every- where. Walking about, we came to an odd little house, made of tiny blocks put together with gold mortar; and over the door was engraved, in pure gold, the name " Margaret. " We went inside, and whom should I find there but my old classmate, Margaret de Medicis? When I asked for an explanation of this wonderland, she said : " You know, the year after I left college, I married Louigi de Cambi, the famous Italian multi-millionaire; ard on our way to Italy he asked me what I wanted most, of everything in the world. I told him that I would love more than anything else to build a beautiful kindergarten of little gifts, and that I wanted to do it all by myself. Accordingly, he got me hundreds of boxes of little gifts, and gold mortar; and I was three years in building this kindergarten home. Let me show you the baby room. " I was not to see that, however, for just then my fairy lapped me on the shoulder and said: » " Come! I will take you to a grand banquet now. " She waved her wand again, over us, and the next minute we found our- selves in a dense fog. Intuitively I exclaimed, " London! " A stately equip- age stopped at the curb in front of me, and a footman leaped down, opened the door, and lifted a splendidly dressed little lady to the sidewalk. Her husband joined her, and together they went up the steps of a mansion. Someone near me remarked: " The Count ' s bride is quite dainty, isn ' t she? And the Heltenshires are giving a grand banquet for them. " " That ' s Janie, " I said to myself. " Bless her little heart, she is in the swim, sure enough. " I hurried past the page, heedless of his remonstrances, and rushed into the midst of those elegantly dressed banqueters, where I found myself beside Janie. " Why Annie! " she cried, " you dear old silly! But why are you in furs in June and what is that funny little animal you have with you? " I felt a gentle pull at my skirts, and looked down into Yuka ' s pleading little face. " Miss Annie, " she said, " Yuka so hot. Yuka want snow. " Suddenly I, too, longed to be in the Winterland, so pressed my Buckeye quickly. A fairy appeared, dressed in ice gauze and snow-shoes. She waved her wand over us, and we were again in Pearyland, where the imagery nevei changes. Annie Bouchelle. e V - JUNIOR KINDERGARTEN CLASS OFFICERS Bessie Eddy President Mabel Maxwell Vice-President Tommy Standley Secretary Olive Smith Treasurer Alberta Arnold Historian Colors: Pmfc and Green Class Flower: Pinfy Rose Motto: " We would loofy up and laugh and love and lift. ' A FEW QUESTIONS Fair maid, you can conjure from ivory keys The heavenly notes of Mozart, the grand, You sing like a linnet, read Hebrew with ease, But oh, have you mastered the pot and the pan? Your German and French may be faultless, I knov In Latin you may be a winner; And fluent your lips with classical flow But say — can you cook a good dinner? Your accent, your " concept, " your knowledge of art, Your culture may be quite complete; In drama or chorus you may grace your part, But can you make bread fit to eat? You paint and you draw, you waltz night or day, Both Shakespeare and Browning you know, But later in life, when the cook goes away, Will you know how to roll out the dough? Now singing and playing and studying art Are things in themselves I ' m not spurning, But the queen of the kitchen is queen of mans heart: Make cooking a part of pour learning! Who is it that banishes worry and strife And keepeth the love of him she has wed? ' Tis the beautiful, dutiful, practical wife Who sees that her hubby ' s well fed! • HOME ECONOMICS CLUB OFFICERS Hallie Deaton President Genevieve Crawford Vice-President Pearl McLin Secretary and Treasurer Purpose OF Club: To keep informed as to movements made at present time along Home Economics lines and to study the history of the subject. f C S 1 1 " n. _ There is a question perplexing my mind, One that has bothered me before And is returning o er and o er, Tis this: " What is the study of Design? Design is that truly wonderful art That makes us each attempt to see How near a copy we can be Of the figure the idol of our heart. If you are lean and lank or ev n a " Mutt ' You may now cease to mope and pine; Apply the teachings of design By making your clothes with lines that are cut. If, though, you are one of obesity And somewhat rue your direful fate, Maybe it is not yet too late Try lines that are long — a change you will see. Whether you be fat or thin, short or tall. And wish to change your lot in life, Don ' t worry yourself or go to strife, Just take the study of Design — that ' s all. Helen Alford Alga Alligood Emma Barrs Adelaide Bell Constance Bishop Winnie Bishop Rubie Byrd Laura Chapman Cedora Futch Hazel Hough Jessie Key Rubie McLin Katherine Martin Helen Martin Corrinne Patterson Alma Peter Helen Saxon Kathleen Smith Katherine Smith Eloise Slappey Bertie Patterson Ella Tidings Maude Wilkison Myra McIlvaine DIETETICS Agnes Ellen Harris Instructor CLASS ROLL Helen Carter Hallie Deaton Mary Deaton Cedora Futch Blanche Glenn Pearle McLin Lucile Mitchell Alma Parlin Lola Snider Maude Wilkison " Next! " called St. Peter. Ten energetic, comely women arose from the bench and came forward graciously. They were dressed in white from head to toe — even their faces were ghastly white. St. PETER — " Name, please. " CLASS — " We are the Dietetics Class of the Florida State College for Women. We believe in ourselves, in humanity and in the success of our under- takings; fear nothing and no one; love, work, hope, trust and — " St. PeTER — " Seniors and Post Graduates, what do you understand the study of human nutrition to mean? " CLASS — " Dietetics. " St. PETER — " What have you discovered is absolutely essential to the wel- fare of a family? " Class— " A Diet. " St. PeTER — " What is the principal thing you ' ve learned to do? " CLASS — " Make out Dietaries. " St. PETER — " Why is it so very important to study Dietetics? " CLASS — " The importance of the proper selection and preparation of the food served in our families can not be rated too highly. By simply turning over the pages of your favorite cook book or culinary magazine and picking out some- thing that sounds as if it would taste good, your full duty to your family is not done. First of all, one should acquire an elementary, but sound, knowledge of the properties and values of as wide a variety of foods as possible, and, also, a knowledge of the best ways of cooking the same. Too many women, it seems, are shrinking this important duty, and the thin limbs, colorless lips, and complex- ions of countless children whom we see on the streets, bear testimony to the great — - " St. PeTER — " That will do. I see you have learned a great deal more than I had even hoped for. You are to be congratulated. I know I ' ve taken up your valuable moments this morning, but you have a well-known reputation for doing double duty when compelled to make up lost time. You girls have so much to be thankful for. " CLASS — " To our beloved teachers we give thanks every morning when we get up, that we have something to do that day which must be done whether we like it or not. Being thus forced to do our best will create in us a hundred virtues of which others will never know. " St. PeTER — " Dietetics Class, Agnes Ellen has communicated to me that she is most exceedingly proud of you and expects great things of you. Enter now into your field of work. " Class — " Oh, St. Peter! If you ' ll assist and with us conspire, We ' ll grasp this sorry Scheme of Foods entire, This world, we ' ll shatter it to bits and then Remould it, dietetically, to our Hearts ' Desire. " A DOMESTIC ART STORY O COME on, Alice, the office will close soon and I just must have my letter this afternoon. Can ' t possibly wait til morning. ' ' " Humph, said her companion, from the way you are hurrying me along it must be from your charming Frank. " While deliver- ing this thrust Alice watched her chum closely and noted with keen enjoyment the flush that overspread her face. Henrietta did not like being teased and said in her decidedly emphatic way, " Oh! shut up. " Locked arm in arm the Senior friends set out at a brisk pace for the post- office, where with a crowd of impatient, noisy girls they awaited the mail call. " Henrietta Desmond " — Here. And that young lady grabbed her letter eagerly and flew down the hall to devour it alone. Alice, after waiting awhile and deciding that Henrietta wasn ' t coming, went in search of her. She joined her in the chapel, standing at a window, elbows propped on the sill, dreaming and humming almost inaudibly, " They were strolling along on Moonlight Bay — " She was rudely interrupted by Alice, who said, " Caught, young lady. No use for denials; when is it to be? " " Alice, for goodness ' sake hush. You ' re enough to run a sane man wild. " " Well, H enrietta, what am I to think when I find you alone dreaming and singing love songs? And you blush when I mention your letters; you used to tell me all your secrets. " " Come on the campus with me and I ' ll tell you a story. " " Oh, will it be just like a fairy story with a charming prince and a beauti- ful lady? " said Alice teasingly. After setting themselves comfortably Henrietta began. " Well, once on a time a girl went off to college. Her first year was lovely. Her mother had planned her work before she left home and had her enter Home Economics group. She — " " Oh, Henrietta, where does the man come in. I — " " I can ' t introduce him before the proper time. It might spoil the effect. Well, the girl enjoyed her work, " she continued, " and decided to come on until she graduated. During her second summer vacation from school she met the One Man. " " Oh, how perfectly lovely. Do hurry. Did he — " " And she knew when she met him that he was the right one. " " Henrietta, do tell me how she knew. I ' m — " " After a summer of happiness it was hard to go back to college, but she knew it was best. She wanted now more than ever to complete her course. The time passed quickly. The Christmas holidays, enlivened by a visit from the Only One, flew rapidly. The wedding was set for June after the girl ' s graduation. Her plans are well under way and — Alice, I don ' t know whether you understand, but the girl is me and I want you to be my maid of honor, ' ' she finished rather lamely. " Oh, " gasped Alice, too breathless with excitement to know what to say. Then in a rush — " Why didn ' t you tell me before! How did you keep it! Of course I ' d just love to be your maid of honor; that ' s next best to being the bride. What shall we wear and who are tve to be — girls I know? " " Yes, classmates of ours, " and she unfolded her plans. The wedding was to occur in Henrietta ' s home town in the Episcopal church just three weeks after the close of school and all the girls had promised to be in Lockwood a whole week beforehand. The memorable week arrived. The happy college girls reveled in a suc- cession of social events. Henrietta appeared every evening in a more stunning gown than the one worn previous, but with mysterious sweetness failed to reveal the gown of all gowns. The day before the wedding Henrietta called her friends in her room and donned her wedding dress. She then paced up and down the room to enjoy the admiring exclamations of the girls. She truly looked lovely in the shimmering folds of white satin draped with lace. " Where did you get that beautiful thing, and who made it? " came in a chorus from the girls. " The material came from New York and I made it; you see I ' ve been taking Domestic Art at college, " modestly asserted Henrietta. The next day at the appointed time, Henrietta, preceded by her lovely maids, advanced to the altar. The One Man stood there waiting and while she had eyes only for him, the whole congregation watched her and declared no prettier bride had ever before been seen in Lockwood. --.:;. YWCA v« Y. W. C. A. HE meetings of our Young Women ' s Christian Association are held every Wednesday and Sunday night. These meetings are conducted by the students and are always highly interesting as well as beneficial in many ways. They form the nucleus around which centers the whole religious life during our four years in college. The Association endeavors to keep in close touch with the entire student body. Shortly after the opening of college its members gave a lawn party for the new students. Games were played, refreshments were served, and the guests spent a very pleasant afternoon getting acquainted. Another interesting affair of the Y. W. C. A. was a pageant, given by its members in the auditorium. Many phases of the foreign mission work of the Association were presented in an attractive manner, the costumes of the various countries represented adding much to the effectiveness of the scenes. We were fortunate in having with us at that time Miss Mary Dudley Powell, our Y. W. C. A. secretary, who gave us a very interesting introductory talk. The pageant was produced under the able direction of Miss Elder, head of the Expression department. It was a decided success in every way. Working together in our Association, striving to do our part in its world- wide work, we are drawn into close relations with each other. Our aim is to foster in our members high ideals so that they may go out into the world with hopes, ambitions, and plans worthy of true Christian womanhood. • OFFICERS Doris Knight President Constance Cavell Vice-President Myra McIlvaine Secretary Kate Webb Treasurer CHAIRMEN OF COMMITTEES Felicia Williams Fannie Watson Clara McDonald Adele Bovd Katherine Martin Constance Cavell Kate Webb Alice Pruitt Gerardine Anderson Pearl Caldwell I 3 I r V :o v- «-a f I P i i, ' . d4 I .• I .0 5 : :., Senior Notes ; THE MINERVA CLUB Colors: Darl? Green and White FLOWER: Carnation Motto: Self-knowledge, Self-reverence, Self-control. OFFICERS FIRST SEMESTER Irma Williams President Virginia Tiller . Vice-President Mozelle Durst Secretary Katherine Martin Treasurer Ruth Otwell Literary Critic OFFICERS SECOND SEMESTER Cedora Futch President Gladys Short .... Vice-President Clara MacDonald . Secretary Katherine Martin Treasurer Bertha Langley Literary Critic ND it came to pass in those days, in the kingdom of Flastacowo, that the ruler of the land proclaimed that in the month of October, 1905, two literary societies should be founded, and that all the subjects of the land should ally themselves to one of these organi- zations. Thus it was that on October 14, 1905, a group of girls gathered them- selves together, and formed a club. Now this club, as all other clubs, had a president, but this club did not have, as other clubs, a name. So the president of the club looked about her for a girl who might choose for the new society a name, and as she glanced about her, her eyes fell upon a maiden, famed throughout all Flastacowo as a dreamer of dreams. And a voice within her seemed to say, " Choose her, for she is a dreamer of dreams. " Now the Presi- dent hearkened unto the voice, and chose this maiden with dreamy eyes, this dreamer of dreams, to seek out a name for the club. And it came to pass that as the maiden slumbered in her snow-white bed the following night, a goddess, clad in shining raiment, wearing on her noble head a helmet, and bearing in her hand a shining spear, stood beside her. Long she stood there, looking down upon the maiden with eyes thit seemed to see not, and yet with eyes that saw into the very soul of the maiden. And then she spake thus: " Oh, maiden! Start not up with wonder, but hearken to what I shall say. I am Minerva, known to the Greeks as Pallas Athene. Throughout all the world men know me as the Goddess of Wisdom. To all who will follow me, I promise three pearls of great price — self-knowledge, self-reverence and self- control. Arise, fair maid, and follow me. " Beckoning the maiden to follow her, Minerva, the gleaming-eyed Goddess faded away. Then it followed that the maiden, filled with the wonder of her vision, told the members of the club of it, and they with one accord, determined to follow in the footsteps of Minerva. Thalian Literary Society Jessie Partridge President Hazel Hough Vice-President Clarine Hoyt Secretary Fannie Watson Treasurer Katherine Meres Literary Critic A DEBATE IN THE HALLS OF THE THALIAN LITERARY SOCIETY HALIAN PRESIDENT: " We have to-night the following ques- tion to be debated: ' Resolved, That the human race sprang from one of the quadrumanous species which is now extant in the in- terior of Africa — namely, monkeys. ' Affirmative, Chas. Dar- win; negative, Adam. The judges are to be Hamlet, Wm. G. Dodd and Francis Bacon. Will the debaters please come forward. " DARWIN : " Madame Chairman, members of this most august assembly and most ancient opponent, it is my aim to-night to convince each of you noble specimens of the human race that your forefathers, at some far distant time in the history of this revolving orb, threw nuts at each other and hung from the lofty branches of towering oaks by their caudal appendages — no, let us be plain and call them tails. " ADAM: " Hold, there, base disclaimer! Your argument comes to naught at the very outset, for, primarily speaking, we have no tails ; therefore our ances- tors had no tails; therefore they most obviously did not hang by them! " DARWIN : " O Adam, thou essence of primeval humanity, let me state at this juncture of our argument that the fact that man in his existing state has no tail is of no importance whatever. Do you suppose that our posterity will have appendices — nay, if the popularity of the automobiles continues to increase, will they even have feet? These will, in all probability, have become like those of the seal, mere stumps of their former selves, useful to them only in crawling about in their domiciles. And, to continue, our ancestors did throw nuts at each other — " ADAM: " Most worthy judges! Consider for one innnitessimal period of time. Do our brother men of to-day go about their life work casting nuts at each other? No! Then they never did, for, as interpreted by that eminent psychologist, N. M. Salley, the laws of habit formation and social inheri- tance — " DARWIN: " But, my dear Adam, the nut-throwing habit is not entirely obliterated as you seem to infer. Consider now the extraordinary enthusiasm for baseball and foot-ball which exists to-day. Could not the baseball supplant in man ' s affections, the pecan and the foot-ball the cocoanut? ■£ , ■ Adam: " Words! Words! Words! Call in his Satanic Majesty, who is more subtle than the beast of the field which the Lord God hath made, and who was an eye-witness to my creation. Lo, he comes! " Enter the Devil, accompanied by the angel Gabriel. GABRIEL: " Come, let these futile wranglings cease. Behold, the man, in russet mantel clad, walks o ' er the dew of yon high eastward hill and heralds the approach of day. Hie, extravagant and erring spirits! Adam, thy creator summons thee hence. Hamlet, come with me. " Devil: " O, Darwin, prince and chief of many tribes of monkeys, come back with me, in high disdain from sense of injured merit, come to my Stygian cave forlorn midst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy. Bacon, thou too must in the heart of hell work in fire. " Gabriel and the Devil in Chorus: " And you, Wm. G. Dodd, brooding on the vast abyss, come — " THALIAN PRESIDENT: " Owing to unforeseen complications, the debate on evolution will have to be postponed indefinitely. Movements for adjourn- ment are in order. " • MoTTO: See a pin and picfy it up, you will always have good luclj; Aim: To £eep the secret of their success FIVE FRISKY FREAKS Motto: D. A.M. N.! {Dare any meanness near) Colors: Blac and Silver Office Hours: From 6 a.m. to 12 p.m. Aim : To do all the harm rve can and ivriggle out of it. THE FREAKS Blanche Warren Big Tempter Shelley Gavin Big Wiggler Bessie Eddy Chicken Snalfe Ruth Harper " Beau " Constrictor Hazel Hough Baby Rattler Every night just at ten The snakes start creeping from their den; Different colors and different size, Nothing devilish do they despise. The " Big Tempter " seeks to teach the young To taste of some sweet forbidden fun. She leads them into places tight. But always gets them out all right. The " Big Wiggler " is her steady aid; Between them darkest plots are laid. They work all day and half the night, There is no cure for their poisonous bite. The " chicken snake " goes creeping round, Knows just where good " eals ' abound. At her call, her sisters four Creep and crawl in at the door. The " Beau ' constrictor does the harm; To her is given the power to charm. She coils around her victim ' s heart, And uses all her serpent ' s art. The " Baby Rattler, " young and small, Always gets there with ' em all; For she is fearless as the rest, And helps the Freaks to do their best. And when these five together crawl, There ' s surely mischief in the hall. They always have a time quite swell, But don ' t intend to land in . k Q HTprf )TTtf1 I.M M 11 At.-H.aJCi JK13.Ti.13 gaaaaBaaaffigagKSsacEEsirBEis: aarginirtsagaacOsaaiMacpae a CT W 1!2[M ™ ! }i m ;?miaiUU ]W ' Uttiu C :N|5 D|D|A,L E 5 N C F F Gift KINNEY I FVTCH ! LQNE ; WILLIAMS! 5H DRT ;B0XD M ' n K | E i. I I p M E VMILKIStlN; M£B£5 [MfD UNAIU ; R AV 5 EH : W ILLI AM5. a ATVRELLjW ILK ISDN T E n .H I Z e " E ADMHS|WVrHHlCH;H PEB iCnAWFDFID, D f S I LVAj MANNING , M ITHAM SWEMK - 5 m p | j l CLAYTON M=KEOWN[jLEVnS |MAXWELL; SMITH MCMILLAN COLLINS W G , E ' U , C E H I M ■{lIDim CDNBAPi Bg D inEYMIHTlS ! ABET1NETHY CUTtTtTZBEHIV, FRENCH CLUB Mlle. Adams, Ruby Mlle. Mlle. Anderson, Gerardine Mlle. Mlle. Baynard, Elizabeth Mlle. Mlle. Barrs, Emma Mlle. Mlle. Bell, Adelaide Mlle. Mlle. Bishop, Constance Mlle. Mlle. Bishop, Winnie Mlle. Mlle. Blake, Irma Mlle. Mlle. Bourlay, Constance Mlle. Mlle. Boyd, Adele Mlle. Mlle. Buchanan, Mildred Mlle. Mlle. Buchanan, Vera Mlle. Mlle. Burton, Anselina Mlle. Mlle. Caldwell, Pearl Mlle. Mlle. Childs, Eva Mlle. Mlle. Clark, Louise Mlle. Mlle. Cooper, Nell Mlle. Mlle. Crawford, Belle Mlle. Mlle. Deaton, Mary Mlle. Mlle. DeSilva, Irma Mlle. Mlle. Dortch, Rosalie Mlle. Mlle. Drane, Josephine Mlle. Mlle. Edwards, Agnes Mlle. Mlle. MEMBERS Fryer, Lude Mlle. Godley, Grace Mlle. Grasty, Isabel Mlle. Hilditch, Grace Mlle. Hoyt, Clarine Mlle. Hunt, Clyde Mlle. Jarrell, Phyllis Mlle. Kennard, Nellie Mlle. Knight, Doris Mlle. Langley, Bertha Mlle. Maynard, Leslie Mlle. Manning, Zce Mlle. Martin, Helen Mlle. McDavid, Ella J. Mlle. McDonald, Clara Mlle. McIlvaine, Myra Mlle. McMillan, Janette Mlle. Meres, Katherine Mlle. Miller, Gertrude Mlle. Mills, Anna Bell Mlle. Morriss, Italie R. Mlle. Otwell, Ruth Mlle. Parkhill, Elizabeth Mlle. Yonge, Angelica Partridge, Jessie Patterson, Bertie Patterson, Corinne Patishall, Georgia Pugh, Allison Rowlett, Iva Seabloom, Lillian Short, Gladys Smith, Irene Smith, Katherine Spears, Elizabeth Treadwell, Annie Watson, Fannie Webb, Kate Wight, Margaret Wilkison, Maidie Wilkinson, Joel Wilkinson, Mary Williams, A. M. Williams, Felicia Williams, Irma Williford, Mildred wuthrich, elvia GERMAN CLUB Frl. Adams, Ruby Frl. Frl. Bellinger, Lucile Frl. Frl. Boyd, Adele Frl. Frl. Brown, Clara Frl. Frl. Burton, Anselina Frl. Frl. Causey, Hilda Frl. Frl. Cavell, Constance Frl. Frl. Childs, Eva Frl. Frl. Clark, Louise Frl. Frl. Deaton, Mary Frl. Frl. DeSilva, Irma Frl. Frl. Dortch, Rosalie Frl. Frl. Drane, Josephine Frl. Frl. Freeman, Lucile Frl. Frl. Fryer, Lude Frl. Frl. Maud, Godbey Frl. Frl. Grasty, Isabel Frl. Frl. Harper, Ruth Frl. Frl. Helseth, Inga Frl. MITGLIEDER Hobbs, Helen Hoyt, Clarine Ireland, Edna Jarrell, Phyllis Johnson, Jarda Knight, Doris Larson, Olga Law, Ada Leach, Marjorie Livincstone, Martha Long, Frances Maynard, Leslie Mitchell, Lucile Morriss, Italie McCaskill, Myrtice Nicholson, Pearl Otwell, Ruth Partridge, Jessie Peter, Alma Frl. Rowlett, Iva Frl. Robertson, Mary Frl. Shaw, Esther Frl. Shaw, Norma Frl. Tiller. Virginia Frl. Trammel, Irma Frl. Van Brunt, Bessie Frl. Von Wachenhusen Shirley Frl. Wade, Viola Frl. Warren, Blanche Frl. Warren, Winnie Frl. Watson, Fannie Frl. Wilkison, Maidie Frl. Williams, Anna M. Frl. Williams, Irma Frl. Wuthrich, Elvia Frl. Marienburger, L. J. . BACHELORS ' CLUB Motto: " We ' re tired of being Bachelors " BACHELORS Nancy Choate Cedora Futch Pearle McLin Maude Wilkison - ■ Katherine Meres Emma Lee King Adrian Phillips Doris Knight I-ATE-A-PIE CLUB Bertie Patterson Alison Pugh Grace Hilditch Josephine Drane Marion Jones Iva Rowlett Irma DeSilva Elizabeth Parkhill Nellie Kennard - Rubie McLin Hazel Sipthorpe Constance Bishop Lillian Higgins Ruth Harper Julia O ' Neal Constance Cavell Italie Morriss Ruth Otwell Clara Boozer Jessie Key Elizabeth Spears Hallie Deaton Lucile Mitchell Lydia Smith Irene Smith Lillian Seabloom Laura Mae Pender Bertha Langley Elizabeth Parkhill Adele Boyd Jessie Partridge Lucile Bellinger Helen Alford Mildred Buchanan Vera Buchanan Edna Ireland Felicia Williams Annie Belle Mills Zilpah Harris Nancy Dowdell Lucille Freeman Blanche Warren Grace Gcdley Addie Lou Knight Alice Pruitt Gladys Short Juanita Hargrove Margaret Wilder Martha Livingstone Annie Treadwell Edna Collins Zoe Manning Hazel Pournell - iS£ Vv Annie Mae Williams Shirley Von Wachenhusen Josephine Drane Lola M. Snider Constance H. Cavell Helen Mae Carter Phyllis Jarrell Cornelia Leffler Hallie Deaton Hazel Hough Alma B. Parlin Italie R. Morriss Doris Knight Lillian Higgins Bessie Eddy Carrie Blount IMPS ' SONG Now listen to my tale of woe I sing of the sad fate, of the sad fate, Of one lone soul whom you all know Is an event of recent date. She was a creature meek and mild. And she was carried down below. It was a stormy midnight wild They kept her till the cocks did crow. Up spake the highest Imp and said, " Now place her in the darkest cell, But first of all we ' ll kill her dead — No living soul can go to Hell ! " She plead in vain her life to save, But in the darkness she must limp; Her foot slipped in the hollow grave Behold! She was a new-born I. M. P. ■ w m i V - fS! m - - -=■■: A FLORIDA ROMANCE ■ H, there ' s Phil now! " exclaimed Mrs. Bingham as she rose hur- riedly from her chair, letting her embroidery scissors clatter to the floor. " Hello, people! See my luck? " and Mrs. Binghanrrs pet nephew held up a pair of ducks, their white and black feathers slightly ruffled. " Ugh, what gruesome creatures! " exclaimed Elizabeth Kay in horror. " Why, Phil, how can you touch the wet things? " The tall, aristocratic girl shuddered and drew back as Phil flung them at her feet in a teasing manner. Elizabeth was really out of patience with that handsome boyish man standing there in his hunting clothes, the sun making little glints in his red-brown shock of hair. Phil Bryan never would take her seri- ously, and was forever teasing her as if she were a mere baby! But Elizabeth never stayed angry with him long, — no one could, after one nad looked into those merry blue eyes, and noticed with admiration the firm chin and well-bred face. Up North, they had said that no human creature could ever resist Phil, with any heart or eye for splendid manhood. Elizabeth Kay had eagerly accepted the invitation for this winter house party at Palm Beach. Mrs. Bingham, Phil ' s aunt, she had met in New York; and in her own queer way, the girl cared very much for the little white-haired lady who adored, next to her big husband, her handsome nephew. And so another winter season had rolled around, and after a thorough cleaning, the big house on the bluff overlooking the Atlantic, once more was bril- liant at night with many lights and the merry laughter of the Northern guests. During the days these stylishly dressed visitors lounged on the broad verandas, breathing deeply the invigorating salt air and looking out upon the park-like lawns dotted here and there with cocoanut palms and Royal Poincianas, gorgeous with red bloom. Or else they walked among the Bingham orange groves admir- ing and sampling the clusters of golden fruit. To Elizabeth Kay, who had never before been South, everything was enchanting, especially the flowers and curious tropical fruits. And down near the flower garden back of a lattice .... covered with star jasmine, this proud, beautiful girl would often come and dream, her eyes on the bright pinks and marigolds, but her thoughts on other things. v » rft rfi »ji vfi rfr It was four o ' clock, the bath hour, and the guests were strolling toward the bath-house. Phil, having slipped into his suit before the others were out, jumped over the porch railing and ran down the beach toward the skiff shed. Easily he raised one of the light canvass affairs to his shoulder, and running down to the water, launched it in the surf, where it tossed about like a feather for a moment. Springing in, the boy skilfully guided the little canoe through the rough surf until he reached the smoother water. Suddenly Phil sat up and looked southward. There evidently was another skiff out, and he was curious to know who that was. His uncle, he thought, owned all the canvas skiffs on that part of the beach. Probably some fisherman in a boat of his own making. Nearer it came — and Phil started in sudden admiration. A girl — he could see by her mass of coppery hair. Lithe and straight she sat as she managed her paddle. Nearer — and he saw that her perfectly formed arms in their short bathing suit sleeves were beautifully tanned. He could see her face plainly now — the dark skin and red lips, firm chin and straight nose; the bright eyes intent upon the prow of her skiff. Then, to Phil, a queer thing happened. The sky grew gray and a puff of wind warned him that he should give better attention to his own craft. He took time to notice the girl raise her head, quickly glance at the sky, and then at the beach some distance away. It ' s funny, but things always happen when the gods intervene. In less time than it would have taken to count twenty, white caps ruffled the dark water, the gray-black clouds scurried closer together, and another puff of wind caught the stern of the frail little skiff and sent her spinning. Phil used all his strength as he paddled desperately toward the overturned boat. He paled for a moment as he saw the girl ' s head disappear, but she soon came to the surface again, and began to swim to her capsized boat. " Hold tight! Catch on to your skiff; I ' m coming. " Breathlessly he reached for her, balancing carefully in his own canoe. In his heart he doubted if she would carry two. But even as he grasped the girl, he noticed that her skiff was the smaller. Perhaps they could make it. " Steady, now; don ' t pull on the side too much. There! You ' re in. " And the girl sank exhausted to the bottom of the boat. Phil worked as he had never worked before through the rough surf; but the worst of the sudden squall had passed and the sun was just breaking through the clouds again as the skiff grated on the sand. Phil carefully pulled it up on dry beach, lifted the girl and placed her tenderly on the sand, where he rubbed her hands and brought her back to consciousness. The eyes slowly opened and gazed in a dazed man- ner at him. They were wonderful eyes, — the color of the sky, now as the storm was passing — half blue, half gray. W V " Oh — I ' m sorry — to have put you to all that trouble. Stupid! I might have known a squall was coming, by the sky. I can ' t thank you enough for pulling me out. ' ' And the girl sat up, looking at her companion inquiringly. " Well, " said Phil, taking a long breath, " I ' m glad I saved you — I ' m sure. I ' m Phil Bryan, of Bingham Place — guess you ' ve seen us around before. My uncle is giving me a jolly good time — and I have the pleasure of meeting — " " Shirley Livingstone, and I ' m very glad to know you. " That very evening, Billy, the freckled, mischievous brother of Shirley, pouted long in the hammock because his sister would only sit on the steps and look out over the ocean, her eyes dark and bright. And when Billy put his arms around her and begged for a story, sister only hugged him tightly, and murmured, " Not to-night, dear, sister ' s tired, — and want ' s to think. " r f p» J " » Vfc T T " £ From the day when Shirley was suddenly pulled out of the sea by a strange young fellow, that Northern boy and Southern girl were the best of friends; and Phil acquired the habit of visiting " Ocean View " bungalow on every possible excuse. One day Phil strolled up the path leading through the woods to the Livingstone place; and as he came nearer, to his sudden disgust, he saw a strange man romping on the porch with Billy and his black-eyed dog, " Dong. " The fellow was handsome enough in a picturesque way, with just a trifle of impudence on his slender face. " Dong " was barking joyously and forgot to notice Phil, his new favorite. Only Shirley saw him from a swing, and a tinge of color came suddenly into her face. " Come in; I want you to meet Mr. Burke. You ' ve visited his wonder- ful fruit groves down the lake front, I know. That pretty place you were tell- ing me about, " Shirley rattled on, her dark eyes twinkling as she looked from Burke to Phil. A mere shadow of suspicion appeared in Ed Burke ' s eyes for a moment as he observed first, Shirley, and then the tall newcomer in white yachting clothes. " We folks have planned an oyster roast on the beach to-night, and want you and Billy to come, " announced Phil, sitting down on the top step. " And, " he added, " we would be delighted to have you join us, Mr. Burke, if you are able to. " Burke was surprised at his own answer, for this whimsical young man never had cared for parties or boat rides. Instead he loved his flowers and fruit trees, — and some people said, Shirley Livingstone. They had played to- gether when they were little, and Ed Burke had usually taken it as a matter of course that Shirley, in a way, belonged to him. " Thanks, I ' ll be glad, " Burke answered after a moment. " Mr. Living- stone has just asked me to stay down here a few days and help him with the transplanting of some of his nursery trees. Guess we can arrange to go over, can ' t we, Shirley? ' ' Shirley was too surprised to do anything but nod her head ; and Phil, rais- ing his hat, walked away, leaving Burke staring moodily at the girl. rft rft J» » rft rfc »ji " We couldn ' t have a better night, ' ' remarked Elizabeth, as she and Phil strayed out on the veranda in the moonlight. The air was heavy with the fragrance of night-blooming cereus clustering on the palms near the steps. " It must be lovely on the beach now. I feel in a mood to walk miles and miles. " And the girl glanced covertly at her companion ' s face. " Would be splendid, I suppose. We might go — " a satisfied look passed over her face, " but you see, I ' ve promised uncle that I ' d see about our para- phernalia for to-night, and — ■ Great Scott! I forgot to send James after the wood for the fire. Another time for our stroll, I ' m afraid. Ah — do pardon me, but here is Miss Nilson — and Mrs. Gwin. " And he steered the girl over toward the hammock where the ladies were discussing in animated tones the latest gossip of the fashionable winter resort up Lake Worth. Far down the beach Shirley and Ed Burke heard laughter and bursts of song; and as they came nearer, they were able to distinguish the figures of people outlined against the big driftwood fire. Billy and " Dong " ran ahead of the couple. Billy yelled in excitement at the spry little dog. " There he is, Dong, chase him quick! Look out! he ' ll bite your feet, you fool puppy — oh, — oh! " And Billy hopped frantically on one foot and then on the other, as " Dong " gave a howl of pain — when a big sand crab came down on his paw. With a stick Billy prized it loose, and then viciously beat it to pieces ; while the dog, undaunted, scratched wildly in the sand for other of those long-legged creatures as they ran sideways down the beach and dashed madly after them. " Shirley, do you see much of these folks? " Ed suddenly asked, after a few moment ' s of silence between them. " A great deal; I dote on their company, " she answered a trifle spitefully. What business was it of Ed ' s, anyway! " Oh, well, just wanted to know for my own curiosity. They ' re a silly lot. By the way, how did you enjoy being rescued from the squall? " And Ed laughed, a note of jealousy shading his words. " Very well, Ed, " replied the girl scornfully, as her cheeks became un- comfortably hot. " I reckon, " he added somewhat crestfallen, " that stylish young Yankee sees a great deal of you. These rich fellows have the best of us, who have to work for our living. I might make a favorable impression too, if I could wear white duds like those folks and ride around in wheel chairs — Look out, dear, the waters coming! You ' ll get your feet wet. " He changed his tone into one of solicitude as he pulled the girl gently away from the incoming wave. " Ed Burke, these people are my friends. They ' ve been nice to me and kept me from being lonely many a time. Now, if you want to remain my friend, please don ' t speak of them in such a manner. " " Then, I beg your pardon, " Ed answered humbly. And as he looked at the girl ' s face in the moonlight, for a moment something like love shone in his eyes — but only an instant — then jealousy crept in as they neared the fire and Phil came forward to make the necessary introductions. " Miss Kay, meet Mr. Burke. You remember his grafted jasmine plants you were admiring? " Very gracefully Phil made the introduction, meanwhile keeping Shirley in sight. And while Elizabeth exclaimed rapturously over the wonders of Burke ' s nursery and flower gardens up through the Jungle beyond the " Palms, " Phil managed to rescue Shirley from his aunt and lead her to a log on the other side of the fire. Then began the fun with the oysters — raking them out of the glowing embers, and the opening as soon as they cooled. Shirley enjoyed watching the visitors take the oysters up gingerly and swallow them with a grimace. Gradu- ally the crowd dwindled away, as they strolled up the beach in parties of two ' s and three ' s, until only Phil and Shirley were left by the dying fire. ..„ ....... „. .. " Remarkable night for beauty, isn ' t it? " began Phil, noting with ap- proval the adorable curve of the girl ' s chin in the fire light " Yes, beautiful. Do you know, beauty of this kind, it seems to me, is never more impressive than right here on our beach. " " It certainly isn ' t! " replied Phil enthusiastically. " I ' ve been with father in many places, but none to me, is more beautiful than this ' island of Palm trees, ' as Billy and I call it. Of course there are at times uncomfortable things. ::m mwmmmm ' J3 For instance, sand flies — or sunburn, " she added, laughing as she touched her arm which glowed a healthy red in the light. " Billy and I went on a cocoanut expedition this morning. He teased for candy, until I finally consented to the trip. " Then Shirley glanced shyly at the face of the man beside her. " If you care to, come over in the morning — and bring Miss Kay. We could have a game of tennis, and I ' m sure Billy will be delighted to go halves on the candy! " " Fine, you ' re a trump! " cried Phil. The girl blushed with pleasure; then rose quickly, shaking out her skirt. " Why, it ' s getting late! and where is Ed? " she asked, peering up and down the beach. " Oh, let ' em alone, " interrupted Phil eagerly, " they ' ve probably gone north for a stroll or to see the big fish we pulled up this morning. I ' ll walk to the bungalow with you. " And Phil suited the action to the words — in a leisurely way. " Gee whiz, Sis! I don ' t want to go home now. Look-a-here, what I ' ve got! " The small boy ran toward them, his hat full of turtle eggs. " Good find, Billy, " remarked Phil enthusiastically, as he eyed the boy. " Let ' s get the rest to-morrow, " he suggested. " Aw, now, I don ' t want to — " Billy dug his toes resentfully in the soft cool sand. " Come, Billy-boy, " said Shirley quietly, as she whistled to the dog, " re- member, Billy, we ' re to make candy? " Billy stalked forward, leaving his puppy poking it ' s nose inquisitively at the hole, still containing some precious eggs. Billy simply couldn ' t resist cocoa- nut candy, even if those glorious " pushy-washy " eggs had to be left there all night ! " We had a lovely time to-night, and I was so glad to be there, " said Shirley, as she stood leaning against the palm tree by the porch, her slender figure in white, sharply outlined against the dark body of the tree. They stood a moment in silence. " Moonlight girl, you weren ' t any gladder than I was to have you there " Phil Bryan spoke very low, as he held the girl ' s hand a little longer than usual. And then, bidding her goodnight, ran down the path whistling softly to himself. At Bingham House, a girl stood on the top step of the veranda and looked down at her companion. Even in the moonlight one must have looked twice at her proud figure. " I ' ll be glad, " Burke was saying eagerly to her, " if you can arrange a trip up to the place next week. I have some tropical flowers which may be of in- terest you. I have a royal budded hybiscus, half salmon, half pink, the very color of our sunrises. This shade, if you could match it in goods, would make you a pretty frock — it would go very well with your hair and eyes, " Ed said, openly admiring the girl ' s face. " Thank you, indeed, Mr. Burke. I am very anxious to see the flowers. Goodnight! " Later, the girl tossed her head and smiled with satisfaction as she looked at the spirited face in the mirror. i rfi r£t r£t rfi rfi r " There it is, under the rose bush, Billy! " Shirley cried. Billy scampered away with his boon companion to fetch the missing ball. Bright sunshine streamed down on the Cocquina rock court with it ' s black asphalt lines. Burke and Elizabeth were lined up against Shirley and Phil. Phil had suggested a new way of tossing for partners. Ed was not acquainted with a certain twist of the wrist, and Phil triumphantly laid claim to his part- ner and the shady side of the court. " Ready? " called Shirley. " Serve! " Ed quickly replied. The game was on. The ball came singing through the air, hit in the extreme left-hand corner, and skimmed under Ed ' s racquet, outside. " Fine cut, that! " cried Phil in admiration of his partner. " Hard luck, " he encouraged Ed. " Fifth — Love! " Shirley announced. Miss Kay returned her ball grace- fully; Shirley slammed it at Burke, who dropped it skillfully just on the other side of the net. He smiled, and some of the angry flush over his former mis- take left his face. " Fifteen — All! " Shirley sang out. Fast and hot the balls came. Shirley served especially well. Phil played splendid net, but had his match against Ed ' s swift strokes. " Forty — Thirty — Oh, game! " shouted Phil, jumping over the net to show his appreciation. Elizabeth won her serve on a Deuce game. " Game score — One — All! " ■ r rr rr So on they played until set score in game — four to six in favor of Shirley and Phil; while Billy and the dog chased the runaway balls. Thoroughly tired out, for the sun was getting warmer, the players threw themselves in a group under a tree. They were clad in tennis clothes, which looked all the whiter against the green of the grass. Billy proudly assisted his sister in bringing out the plates of candy and the pitcher containing delicious " Pinafreia " — that Southern drink made from crushed pineapple and orange juice. " Oh, by the way, " commenced Phil suddenly as he was munching his sixth piece of candy, " there ' s a ball at the ' Poinciana ' to-night, let ' s go. I have some entrance tickets and we can use uncle ' s chairs and negroes. You ' ll be here, won ' t you, Burke? " " Oh, yes, it happens that I don ' t go back to my place until to-morrow afternoon. But I haven ' t any evening clothes down here, so I reckon — " " Pshaw! I can settle that problem, " Phil interrupted, quickly. " I have an extra suit and I guess it will fit you. " " Well, I ' m certainly much obliged, " answered Burke, and turning to Elizabeth he added, " Will you be able to go? I don ' t dance extra well, but I ' m sure I could get along with a good dancer. " Elizabeth graciously nodded, and at once began to wonder which would dazzle that handsome admirer — her yellow Paquin model or lavender " Orchid " gown. But Shirley only wondered, as she watched the glints of sunlight in Phil ' s hair, how she could ever fix up her old lace dress to look presentable. She had sense enough to know that only gorgeous and beautiful creations ever ap- peared in the ball room of the " Royal Poinciana. " She could not let Phil be ashamed of her gown; she would do something with it! Fireflies flitted here and there through the tangled jungle-wood, and the fragrance of tropical flowers hung heavy on the night air. A bullfrog croaked hoarsely in the pond spanned by the tiny rustic bridge. Night moths, attracted by the carbide lamps fastened on front of the wheel chairs, knocked blindly against the faces of the negro wheelers. Under dense interlacing trees wound the chairs containing the party. Finally the end of the jungle trail came in sight, and the chairs flew out from the gloom into the flooding moonlight. Moonlight everywhere — silvering the leaves of the trees, glistening on the sea wall along the lake, by which the path now ran. Past white villas and marble fountains they rolled, at last swinging around the corner of " Whitehall, " Flagler ' s mansion, and into the wide driveway leading up to the Royal Poinciana. The huge A. building glittered with lights and gave forth sounds of the orchestra and many voices laughing and talking. Beautiful women and faultlessly clad men prome- naded up and down the covered colonade, or moved back and forth from the ball-room. Once within the immense room with its perfect floor and festooned columns, Phil saw Shirley for the first time in bright light. Tall and very beau- tiful she stood, her soft old-lace gown clinging to her figure, and her dark hair aranged softly about her temples, one perfect red rose fastened in the coils. Many Northern women in their jewels raised eyebrows in surprise and fastened their lorgnettes upon the newcomer. " A Southern beauty, isn ' t she? And with Phil Bryan, too! What splendid shoulders and what a becoming tan! ' ' they whispered to each other. Back and forth the couples glided to the strains of an Italian orchestra con- cealed behind the palms in the balcony. Then the couples sided — men on one side, their partners on the other. Slowly and gracefully they moved toward each other, winding in and out, as they threw the spirals of rainbow-colored con- fetti. Thicker the ribbons flew through the air and lighted in careless abandon on the bare shoulders of the women. Tinsel glittered; partners met; the lights in the room slowly changed from one soft shade of the rainbow to the other; and the " Confetti Dance " was on. Winding in and out, Shirley and Phil laughed as they became more and more entangled in the millions of fluttering ribbons. Tall, and waltzing regally, Elizabeth came in sight with Burke, her superb figure effective in the yellow " Paquin, " a single Marechal Niel in her dark hair, and diamonds among the draperies about her shoulders. r£ f vp rfw v£ r£t r£ Shirley gave a deep sigh of pleasure as Phil assisted her into the waiting chair. " I ' ve never before had such a glorious time in my life, " she murmured dreamily as they rolled away. " Do you know, " said Phil after a moment, " to me you were the most beautiful woman there. I was never so proud in my life as when I led you out on the floor. " Shirley could feel the tips of her ears growing hot, but she only uttered a low " thank you. " Where the jungle trail began, the main road forked, making a branch lead- ing to the Bingham Place, but along the bluff almost all the way. " Let us take this drive, " said Phil to the darky. " I ' ve never been along here before, " he added, turning to Shirley. " I imagine it will be a much cooler ride. " Shirley was glad they had taken that road. She wanted the cool wind to blow in her face, and the path, too, was longer than the other. Through the woods intervening, they could hear the faint laughter of Burke and Elizabeth. They had evidently kept to the jungle road. The heavy roll of the surf came at steady intervals, and now they were riding along the bluff, the ocean breeze blowing the girl ' s hair about her face. One of the soft curls brushed across the man ' s lips for a moment. Phil turned a little pale as he looked long at the pretty face. Their eyes met. " See the path on the water! " Shirley said struggling for composure. She pointed to the broad stretch of moonlight dancing and sparkling far out. " I used to long to go on a journey over it. When I was little I would often insist that a castle with beautiful flowers for little girls was at the end. Billy boy believes firmly that mother walked away on it. He often watches from the bluff, as he says, ' to see if I can see my mother yet. ' " Phil nodded understandingly, and wanted to take the slender girl in his arms and comfort her. He knew how it was. But instead, he pulled her scarf closer about her shoulders. " And you have taken care of your father and kid brother ever since? " he asked. " Oh, yes, I — " Pop! A loud explosion rang out through the night like a pistol shot. " Massa, dat ole tire done punctured! " and the negro jumped down from the saddle to inspect the puncture. " Sho is, Massa Phil, hits done cut up wid glass. I might hab knowed we ' d hab bad luck, ' cause an ole black cat run across de road back da, " grum- bled the superstitious darky. " Well, this is bad for you, Miss Shirley, " exclaimed Phil in exasperation. " Oh, it ' s only about a mile, and I ' m really not tired in the least. Come, your man can take the wheel chair to your place, and we can climb down the bluff here and walk home on the beach. " Just at that spot, the bank was high, and finding it covered with sea grape bushes and beach wheat, the young people kept to the path for sometime until they should come across a better place to descend. Suddenly around a clump of bushes at the side of the road, Phil heard voices and called out with a note of command, " I say, who ' s there? ' ' And to their utmost surprise, Ed Burke ' s voice answered, " Great Scott! What ' s the matter with you people? Throw your negro into the ocean? We got a puncture and had to walk home. " But there was a new ring of gladness in the man ' s words, and Elizabeth, her beautiful dress gathered up from the damp ground, and her hair very much disarranged, joined in radiantly, " Dear Miss Livingstone — it has been such fun! The flowers were beau- ties and we — I — just enjoyed every bit of it! " she finished lamely. " We ' re going to take to the beach, " Phil said, as soon as the story of the punctures had been much laughed over; " care to join us? " But Phil ' s invitation was not altogether urgent. Man like, Burke under- stood and answered, " No thanks, we think we ' ll keep to the path. You see, the salt in the sand might — er — ruin — Eliz — Miss Kay ' s dress! " Foolish man, if he had only seen the bottom of it then! The sand was hard and the walking easy. Moonbeams still made a glit- tering path over the waves. Night birds twittered and chirped in the trees, and the surf sang its half monotonous, half-soothing song. But the man and the girl heard and saw nothing. For Shirley and Phil had found the moonlit path and were following its course. R. H. O. ' 14. 1 3 jfT 7 1 i 1 i J - ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION OFFICERS Hallie Deaton President Virginia Tiller Vice-President Fannie Watson Secretary Alma B. Parlin Treasurer Ruth Otwell President of Tennis Association CHAIRMEN OF COMMITTEES Lucile Mitchell . . . Swimming Pearle McLin . Waiapole Tennis Club Rubie McLin Baseball Genevieve Palmer . . . Basket-ball Miss Elder . ... Field Day Katherine Martin .... Walking Bertha Langley . Seminole Tennis Club Prof. Williams . . . Field Hockey • ■ ATHLETIC NOTES GREAT deal of interest has always been taken in athletics in the Florida State College for Women, as it is one of the aims of our College to develop the physical as well as the mental side of life. We have a number of basket-ball players and every year match games are played between our two teams, the " Stars " and " Crescents. " There are in reality four teams, two " first teams, " and two " sub-teams. " A series of three games, usually a week apart, is played between each of these to decide the championship. As a trophy for the winners their names are engraved on a silver plate, which is mounted on a board with the College seal as a back ground. This is placed in the entrance hall of the College building. This is different from what we have heretofore had and is liked much better, for in this way, as a team wins the names of the players are mounted on the board, the " Stars " on one side and the " Crescents " on the other, and these plates re- main there from year to year. I might add here that only the winners on the first team have their names engraved, as this serves as an impetus for girls to strive to be on this team. Nothing arouses as much enthusiasm and college spirit as these basket-ball games. Last year, near the end of the school, the " Stars " and " Crescents " had some very exciting ones. The " Stars " won on the sub-team, and the " Crescents " won on the first team. The sub-team games, which were three, were very closely contested, the " Stars " winning the two out of three, but on the first team only two games were played, as the " Crescents " won both of these. After the games were over the " Star " players gave their team a big feast, and the " Crescents " gave theirs a truck ride. This year class teams have also been organized, the Sub-Fresh and Sopho- mores against the Freshmen and Juniors. In the early part of the season a rousing match game was played. The faculty as well as the students showed great interest and loyalty in taking sides with the teams and " rooting " for them; great excitement prevailed throughout the game. At the end of the first half, the score was 2 to 1 in favor of the Sub-Fresh and Sophomores, but at the end of the second half it rose to 1 2 to 1 , still in favor of the Sub-Fresh and Sopho- mores. Tennis holds an important place in our athletics. We have three tennis courts and a number of enthusiastic players. We have two regular clubs, the Watalpoe and the Seminole, and these will play some tournaments in a short time. We are looking forward to some interesting games. The weather, for the most part, has been so bad that we have not been able to play tennis as much this year as usual, but as soon as conditions are favorable we expect to have some inter-collegiate games. Some new features have recently been added to our athletics — a water polo team has been organized and an indoor baseball team. Also a cross-country club. The water polo game has proved a source of much interest and benefit The swimming pool has been used more this year than ever before, as swimming is growing to be one of our most popular sports. The indoor baseball team has been working hard and will play some match games in a few weeks. The cross-country club is something new, but some- thing which the girls have become very enthusiastic about and are joining with much vim. We have in the gymnasium this year, besides the regular work, many interest- ing and attractive dances, as the Folk and Aesthetic dancing. These not only afford pleasure but give strength and grace to the girls. Some of these dances will be given Commencement. Our " Field Day " which is to take place soon will be an event of great im- portance, for everything in our athletics will be represented at that time. Bas- ket-ball, tennis, baseball, water polo, running and sack races will be carried on. ®V ©StltBItttltt A Staff Meeting THE TALISMAN VOL. VIII Tallahassee, Fla.. November, 1912 No. I Published Bi-Monthly by the Thalian Literary Society and the Minerva Club, at the Florida State College for Women BOARD OF EDITORS Editor-in-Chief HALLIE DEATON, T. L. S. Literary Editor Frances Long, T. L. S. Athletic Editor Alberta Arnold, M. C. Art Editor Clara McDonald, M. C. Music Editor Exchange Editor ANNIE Mae WlLLIAMS, T. L. S. Local Editor Italie Morriss, T. L. S. Y. W. C. A Mozelle Durst, M. C. BUSINESS MANAGER Irma Williams M. C. ASSOCIATE LITERARY EDITOR Felicia Williams T. L. S. Subscription 50c Non quo sed quomodo Single Copy, 15c. Entered in Postoffice in Tallahassee as Second Class Matter STATISTICS Most Dignified Senior IRMA DeSilVA Jolliest Junior ITALIE MoRRISS Proudest Soph CONSTANCE BlSHOP Freshest Freshman LUCILLE FREEMAN Prettiest MAMIE FoRSYTHE Most Original FRANCES LONG Most Popular Hallie Deaton Most Influential IRMA WlLLIAMS Most Stylish Shirley von Wachenhusen Most Attractive HAZEL HOUGH Best Dancer BLANCHE WARREN Most Intellectual BERTHA LANGLEY Most Independent ADELE BoYD Most Indifferent ELIZABETH KENNARD Most Energetic LuCILE MITCHELL Biggest Bluffer CLYDE HUNT Biggest Flirt Mary Deaton Longest Girl FRANCES LONG Shortest Girl GLADYS SHORT Biggest Gossip CLYDE HUNT Neatest NELLIE KENNARD Cutest Lillian Higgins u w t MUSIC . HISTORY OF THE SCHOOL OF MUSIC HE growth of the School of Music within the past two years has been remarkable. Everyone knows of the School of Music, and knows that it has made wonderful progress, but few know just (1 how great the development has been. Even before the institution became the Florida State College for Women — even when it was co-educational, piano was taught because of the insistant de- mand for it. In those days there were two teachers, Miss Keipp, the director, and one assistant. The studios and practice rooms were scatte red all over the campus — some in bed rooms of East and West Halls, and in corridors of the main building. Imagine the concord of sweet sounds that must have poured through open windows and transoms into the various class-rooms! Imagine teaching to the tune of six pianos going at once! Until this time there had been no department of voice or violin, no theoretical work or harmony. This state of affairs continued for a year or more, when the West Hall burned and what students and practice-rooms had been there then were moved to East Hall cor- ridors. But despite this the department grew and another assistant in piano work was added. The next year Miss Keipp resigned and Miss Cline, from Little Rock, was appointed in her place. It was then also that voice and violin were installed in the department. At that time chorus practices were held in the dining-room! All the tables and chairs were rolled out after supper and a piano from the corridor rolled in, be- cause the chapel was not large enough to accommodate them. Concerts and recitals had to be given in the chapel or at the old opera house, because again the chapel would not hold the crowds. It is only within the past three or four years that chorus or concert could be given without the assistance of some town talent, because so many of the students, were not far enough advanced. Two more years of this continued and then came the news that we were to have a new building. At last we were to really have a music department, with studio and practice rooms in a wing together, also a large auditorium with fine stage facilities and a drop curtain! Our joys knew no bounds! It was at this stage that the present director of music, Ella Scoble Opperman, found the depart- ment. Still it was so organized that no certificate or diploma could be offered. It was through her influence that last year the music department had one graduate and two certificate pupils. Now certificates and diplomas are offered in piano, voice and violin. Everything is run on a systematic basis. The music faculty consists of Miss Ella Scoble Opperman, director of School of Music; Miss Wynn, piano; Miss Webb, piano; Miss Chreitzberg, piano; Miss Bishop, director in voice department, sight singing and chorus; Miss Chreitzberg, assistant voice instructor; and Miss Rausch instructor in violin and theoretical work. Knowing the past, realizing the present, what can we not expect, yes, de- mand for the future? DEPARTMENT Marjorie B. Bearden Carrie Blount Clara Boozer Eleanor Brewer Alberta Arnold Sallie Alexander Pauline Anderson Constance Bourlay Donna Boyette Clare Broadnax Lena Barber Florence Buie Victoria Coleman Farrie Cannon Annie Cobb Hattie Davis Amanda Dykes Grace Glidewell Juanita Hargrove Zilpha Harris Gladys Hooker Marion Hall Dorothy Howell Ella M. Hay Laura Chapman Ruby Gibson Frances Howard Jeanette Okie NORMALS Louise Hail Marion Jones Velma Jernigan Madge Kinney Annie B. Kilbee Marjorie Leach Esther Ley Mary L. Lemon Sara Linton Elizabeth Musson Susie McKeown Mabel Maxwell Helen Martin Verna Monroe Emma Myers Lilla McClellan Ethel Madsen Anna Belle Mills Louise Nixon Louise Nash Adrienne Phillips Muriel Rose Virginia Tiller Irma Williams Nellie Odom Helen Pruitt Alice Pruitt Gem Pickett Annie McPherson Julia Rutland Myrtle Stokes Tommie Standly Grace Simpson Olive Smith Gussie Strickland Hazel Sipthorpe Lydia Smith Nina Thompson Kate Underwood Florence Williams Susie B. Williams Pauline Wallace Edna Witham Angelica Yonge . . THE PERSECUTION OF ENGLISH FOUR Dodd s sentence dropt down like a blow on the class — ■ His promises he ignored in spite of the past; And the pleas of the students were fruitless and vain, For his word when once uttered will forever remain. Like soldiers in bat tle, equipped for the fray, Those students fared forth on examination day; Like soldiers in battle, when facing the foe, Those students a dread test did now undergo. For the Judge of their fate swept the room with a glance, And breathed in their faces, " You stand not one chance. " And the hearts of the students waxed deadly and chill, And their brains would not work, but forever grew still. And there sat " Sir William, ' his class petrified, For often his patience they sorely had tried. And for fear of their flunking they worked with a vim — Thus expending their energies solely for him. And yet sat these victims discouraged and pale, With fast-sinking hearts for fear they should fail. The room was all silent, the students alone, The questions unanswered, the stanzas unknown. Now these students of English are loud in their gl ee, For their hopes are not shattered; not one got an " E. " And the firm reputation of old Egnlish Four Will remain with " Sir William " henceforth evermore. J. P. P., ' 13 K. D. W., ' 14 Expression _fcL. H c I ' vj ) ILfiS) Is FRATERNITIES 3 PAN HELLENIC Irma DeSilva Josephine Drane . Miss Abernethy, K a Blanche Glenn, k a Irma DeSilva, k a Josephine Drane, X Q Miss Reynolds, X n IVA ROWLETT, X P_ President Secretary Clyde Hunt, a k Lola Snider, a K Annie Mae Williams, A K Hallie Deaton, a a $ Adele Boyd, a a l Hazel Hough, a a m b s°z KAPPA DELTA FRATERNITY Founded 1897 OPEN MOTTO: We strive for that which is noblest Publication: Angelos Secret Publication-. Ta Tal ta COLOR: Green and White FLOWER: White Rose KAPPA DELTA CHAPTER ROLL ACTIVE CHAPTERS GAMMA Hollins College, Hollins, Va. TheTA .... Randolph-Macon Woman ' s College, Lynchburg, Va. Sigma Delta Trinity College, Durham, N. C. ZeTA University of Alabama, Tuscaloosa, Ala. Rho Omega Phi Judson College, Marion, Ala. Kappa Alpha .... Florida College for Women, Tallahasse, Fla. Epsilon Louisiana State University, Baton Rouge, La. LAMBDA Northwestern University, Evanston, 111. OMICRON Illinois Wesleyan University, Bloomington, 111. SlGMA Sigma Iowa State College, Ames, Iowa. Alpha GAMMA Coe College, Cedar Rapids, Iowa. EPSILON Omega .... University of Kentucky, Lexington, Ky. Kappa .... Woman ' s College of Alabama, Montgomery, Ala. Omega Xl University of Cincinnati, Cincinnati, O. ALUMNAE CHAPTERS Chicago Alumnae Chi Alumnae Mobile Alumnae Montgomery Alumnae Chicago, 111 Charlotte, N. C . Mobile, Ala Montgomery, Ala. Ala. Ala. Selma Alumnae Selma, Tuscaloosa Alumnae Tuscaloosa, Bloomington Alumnae Bloomington, 111 Birmingham Alumnae Birmingham, Ala Union Springs Alumnae ....... Union Springs, Ala Louisville Alumnae Louisville, Ky New York Alumnae New York ' ■ ' - " ' " ft ' i KAPPA ALPHA CHAPTER KAPPA DELTA OF 1912-1913 ' 13 Alma Parlin Jessie Partridge Helen Carter Irma DeSilva ' 14 Constance Cavell Louise Clark Eva Child Rubie Byrd Blanche Glenn Frances Long Italie Morriss Mary Robertson Helen Saxon Kate Webb Katherine Meres ' 15 Shirley von Wachenhusen ' 16 Nellie Kennard SORORES IN FACULTATE Miss Stella Palmer Miss Inez Abernethy SORORES IN URBE Mrs. C. F. Ausley Mrs. William Van Brunt Mrs. Joe Edmundson Mrs. H. Palmer Mrs. Ben Meginniss Mrs. Chas. Andrews PATRONESSES Mrs. J. Clark Mrs. W. Robertson Miss Blanche Blake Mrs. T. B. Byrd Mrs. G. Childs Mrs. G. W. Saxon Mrs. G. Perkins Mrs. D. Lowry T= S? ' tilOTT JPz-:; „« . CHI OMEGA CHAPTER ROLL u ACTIVE CHAPTERS (Chapters are named backwards, according to the Greek alphabet, Alpha being last in- stead of first.) Psi University of Arkansas, Fayetteville, Ark. Chi Transylvania University, Lexington, Ky. Tau University of Mississippi, University, Miss., (not allowed to initiate) Sigma Randolph-Macon Woman ' s College, Lynchburg, Va. Rho Tulane University, Newcomb College, New Orleans, La. Pi University of Tennessee, Knoxville, Tenn. Omicron University of Illinois, Champaign, 111. Xl Northwestern University, Chicago, 111. Nu University of Wisconsin, Madison, Wis. Mu University of California, Berkley, Cal. Lambda University of Kansas, Lawrence, Kas. KAPPA University of Nebraska, Lincoln, Neb. Iota University of Texas, Austin, Tex. Theta University of West Virginia, Morgantown, W. Va. Eta University of Michigan, Ann Arbor, Mich. Zeta University of Colorado, Boulder, Colo. Epsilon ... .... Columbia University, Barnard College, New York City. Delta Dickinson College, Carlisle, Penn. Gamma . . Florida State College for Women, Tallahassee, Fla. Beta Colby College, Waterville, Maine Alpha . . University of Washington, Seattle, Wash. Psi Alpha University of Oregon, Eugene, Oregon Chi Alpha Tuft ' s College, Tuft ' s College, Mass. Phi Alpha George Washington University, Washington, D. C. Upsilon Alpha Syracuse University, Syracuse, N. Y. Tau Alpha Ohio University, Athens, O. Sigma Alpha Miami University, Oxford, O. ALUMNAE CHAPTERS Fayetteville Alumnae Fayetteville, Ark. Washington City Alumnae Washington, D. C. Atlanta Alumnae Atlanta, Ga. Lexington Alumnae Lexington, Ky. Oxford Alumnae Oxford, Miss. Knoxville Alumnae Knoxville, Tenn. Chicago Alumnae Chicago, 111. Kansas City Alumnae Kansas City, Mo. New York City Alumnae New York City. New Orleans Alumnae New Orleans, La. Lynchburg Alumnae Lynchburg, Va. Denver Alumnae Denver, Colo. Milwaukee Alumnae Milwaukee, Wis. Des Moines Alumnae ... Des Moines, la. Portland Alumnae ... Portland, Oregon Lincoln Alumnae Lincoln, Neb. Seattle Alumnae Seattle, Wash. Los Angeles Alumnae Los Angeles, Cal. Boston Alumnae Boston, Mass. Dallas Alumnae Dallas, Texas. San Antonio Alumnae San Antonio, Texas Eugene Alumnae Eugene, Oregon 5 3fes 7 ' " - GAMMA CHAPTER OF CHI OMEGA SORORES IN COLLEGIO ' 13 Clarine Hoyt ' 14 Josephine Drane Isabel Grasty Doris Knight Iva Rowlett Marian Jones ' 15 Phyllis Jarrell Bertie Patterson ' 16 Elizabeth Parkhill Ruth Hazel Smith Alma Griffin Mary Floyd Mayme Forsythe Jeannette Okie SORORES IN URBE Mrs. George Lewis Fenton Davis Arabel Hopkins Mrs. W. J. Oven Sarah Spears Mary Douglas Lewis SORORES IN FACULTATE ROWENA LONGMIRE RUTH REYNOLDS PATRONESSES Mrs. T. M. Shackleford Mrs. L. M. Lively Mrs. N. M. Salley Mrs. W. G. Dodd Mrs. J. F. McNeil Mrs. J. W. Henderson- Mrs. S. D. Cawthon In Chi Omega ' s Bonds In Chi Omega ' s bonds we hold ideals for a nobler life. In all her friendships we enfold a longing for the truth and light, Her vows and symbols serve to bring united hopes and efforts rare. But in and through them all we sing the love that binds her sisters fair. The pure and priceless sisterhood that throbs within our College halls, That stands for strength as e ' er it stood and for perfection proudly calls, In Chi Omega finds a friend responsive to the soul s desire, A purpose pure, an aim, an end, to which united all aspire. ROWENA LONGMIRE. byEhjis IT Elliott £lt. ALPHA DELTA PHI SORORITY Founded 1851. OPEN MOTTO: " We live for each other. " Publication: The Adelphian. COLORS: Blue and White. Flower: Violet. G R ? m V m CHAPTER ROLL ALPHA Wesleyan Female College, Macon, Ga. DELTA University of Texas, Austin, Texas. EPSILON Sophie Newcomb, New Orleans, La. ZETA Southwestern University, Georgetown, Teras. THETA Lawience College, Appleton, Wis. IOTA State College for Women, Tallahassee, Fla. Kappa Judson College, Marion, Ala. Lambda Brenau College, Gainesville, Ga. Mu Woman ' s College of Alabama, Montgomery, Ala. Nu Randolph-Macon Woman ' s College, Lynchburg, Va. OMICRON Trinity College, Durham, N. C. Pi Iowa State College, Ames, la. Rho Boston University, Boston, Mass. SlGMA University of Illinois, Champaign, 111. Tau University of Kansas, Lawrence, Kas. UPSILON .... Washington State College, Pullman, Washington. ALUMNAE CHAPTERS Oxford Alumnae Oxford, Ga. Macon Alumnae Macon, Ga. Atlanta Alumnae Atlanta, Ga. Delta Alumnae Abeline, Texas. South Georgia Alumnae Pelham, Ga. Beta Alumnae Winston-Salem, N. C. New Orleans Alumnae New Orleans, La. SHREVEPORT ALUMNAE Shreveport, La. Birmingham Alumnae Birmingham, Ala. tA SP J 1 •- ' ■ ■: •■- £1 IOTA CHAPTER OF ALPHA DELTA PHI Installed 1909 SORORES IN COLLEGIO Ml Virginia Ames Adele Boyd Anslena Burton Hallie Deaton Mary Deaton Myrtice Dean Mozelle Durst Hazel Hough Ione Hough Idella Holloway Nell Kinney Corrinne Patterson Fanny Treadwell Bessebel Waggener Winnie Warren SORORES IN URBE Blonza Gates Omerea Holloway Eloise McGriff Susie McGriff Mrs. Arthur Williams PATRONESSES Mrs. Chas. Cay Mrs. G. W. Gwyn Mrs. James Houston Mrs. J. E. McNair Mrs. James Messer Mrs. J. O. Wright M % ■■ ' -.■■ K ALPHA KAPPA PSI FRATERNITY Founded 1904. Open Motto: " Ever Upward. " Colors: Sky Blue and Gold. Flower: Forget-Me-Not. CHAPTER ROLL DELTA Wesleyan Female College, Macon, Ga. Tau Fairmont School, Monteagle, Tenn. Eta Florida State College for Women, Tallahassee, Fla. SlGMA Nu John B. Stetson University, DeLand, Fla. Zeta Gunston Hall, Washington, D. C. BETA Fitzhugh School, Fort Worth, Texas. KAPPA Carnegie Institute, Pittsburg, Pa. ALUMNAE ASSOCIATIONS Tampa Alumnae Tampa, Fla. Atlanta Alumnae Atlanta, Ga. Camden Alumnae Camden, S. C. Savannah Alumnae Savannah, Ga. Portsmouth Alumnae Portsmouth, Va. Macon Alumnae Macon, Ga. Trei ■ P W.; ' ' .-! ■-.;■?„ ' ' ■•■ rr rr w MV ETA CHAPTER OF ALPHA KAPPA PSI Installed 1907. SORORES IN COLLEGIO Clare Broadnax Constance Bishop Gladys Graham Lillian Higgins Clyde Hunt Mary Hall Emma Lee King Esther Ley Nancy Nichol Adrienne Phillips Lola M. Snider Annie Mae Williams SORORES IN FACULTATE Miss DuBois Elder PATRONESSES Mrs. Mrs. Mrs. Mrs. George Lewis A. C. Spiller Fred T. Myers Fred Hudson Mrs. Edward Conradi Miss Carrie Brevard Miss Sallie Blake ,; WPa uagj wr ■ m 7 Am xufi J sscatmcn HAT would a college be without its alumni, — the past upon which the future is builded? So many have been the distinguishing characteristics of such associations that it were impossible to enumerate the many ways in which they render service; but of these many characteristics two may be considered more potent forces than many others combined not only for the organizations themselves, but for their parental institutions. First, a loyalty among graduates for their alma mater; an appre- ciation of all her influences, a devotion to her interests, a love for the former scenes, and a joy in returning to visit them. Second, an effort on the part of the alumni to project their lives into some useful and enobhng service. That these two characteristics are supremely manifest in the Alumnae of the State College for Women has been too clearly shown to even provoke ques- tion. Although the College is but eight years of age, there are graduates in every section of the State, who take delight in keeping up with the movements in the College, in changes in curricula, and student activities ; who use every in- fluence to send new students; and who love to return for occasional visits. Once back on the campus, they like to enjoy the new buildings, to hear the concerts, to read in the library, and to recall the fun when they, too, occasionally took part in midnight feasts, and drew artistic (?) sketches of learned Professors and unusual students. But the greater distinction of the alumnae lies in the activities of the individual members to engage in useful service. Many of them have become excellent teachers and hold responsible positions in the elementary schools, in high schools, and even in colleges. Several are studying for degrees in higher institutions of learning. Others are married and making homes that fj exemplify the beautiful virtues of womanhood that contribute to the social and civic advancement of the communities in which they live. Nor are the alumnae failing to undertake some specific work for the College, though any particular accomplishment in this direction were almost impossible until their numbers grow to such an extent as to warrant a greater financial sup- port. A scholarship fund was begun several years ago by the contribution of an alumna, but not until now has a permanent scholarship become possible. The organization at present maintains a fund that covers the greater part of a student ' s entire expenses. It is the intention of the alumnae to increase this fund year by year. Another specific undertaking is to bring to the platform of the College every year some masters in the fine or liberal arts, men and women of national reputation, in order that the growing student body may not miss some of the great and beautiful messages that are given to the people of the present day. With a full appreciation of all that the Annual offers, and with hearty congratulations to all the graduates of nineteen-thirteen, the Alumnae Associa- tion extends to them a cordial welcome and a helping hand, as they advance to higher and better living because of all the benefits received from Alma Mater. . There was a young girl called Lucile, Who in verse had to write a short " spiel. " No ideas she had, And imagine how sad This poor little maiden did feel. There was a young lady named Parhn, Who was to be sure the class darhn " . She wanted privileges new, Saying, " If we get but a few, We ' ll have so much fun in the quar hn. " In our class there was a maiden called Annie, Who studied at hours quite uncanny. She packed things in her mind, And then wanted to find If she could borrow the alarm clock from Fannie. There was a young lady called Mary, Who was in her manner quite airy. When she went to town. Admirers were round, Which was not to her wish so contrary. There was a fair maid, Helen Carter, Who considered herself quite a martyr. But when people did roam, To use her brush and comb, In a mad tirade this did start er. W ( Now among us there was Gladys Short, ' Twas seldom you found one of her sort. She was gentle and kind, And was so refined, That she never gave one a retort. There was a young lady named Snider, A friendship no one denied her. She had dimples two; When she smiled at you, You straightway did sit down beside her. There was a young lady named Langley, Who was in her class quite wrangley. " When an officer I see, Then no more for me, " Said she, smoothing her hair, which was tangley. The irl called " Petri Pat, " m iere was a gir A maiden more slender than fat, Although she had played, The part of an old maid, She declared she would never be that. There was a young girl, Marguerite, Who did you most haughtily meet. But when she did play, Then would you say, " I could sit here all day at your feet. " There was a young maiden named Irma, Indeed no one could have been firmer. She influenced the school, And did this as a rule. As no one would e ' en make a murmur. There was another called Irma De, Who was as stubborn as she could be. And though at the ball, She danced not at all, Was surrounded by her coterie. There was a young lady named Wells, Who was not one of the campus belles. For she lived in the town. And was seldom around, At the assembly of all the swells. - There was a fair maid called Clarine, Though short, she was not very lean. And on the first line Of her valentine, She read, " To my own little queen. " There was a young lady named Clyde, Who determined nothing to hide. Though not very bold. The scandal she told, She d certainly in you confide. There was a young maiden called Fannie, Whom they say was a regular granny. She mothered East Hall, And was there at your call, Though she was in her actions quite canny. There was a young lady named Halhe, Who learned to teach from Prof. Salley. But when this was done. She took a class of one, And thus made the two plans to tally. There was a lady named Wainwnght, By some considered very bright, In a room small or spacious, She was very loquacious, And could talk there half of the night. Now among all the classes in school, You 11 find this to be true as a rule. On 13 depend From beginning to end. For they will work and always keep cool. " THE WAY SHE LOOKED AT IT " ISS MURRAY pushed open the door to the tiny nursery and stepped in. She tipped quietly to the white bed in the darkest corner of the room, and bending over the sleeping child, called: Anne. Slowly the big, blue eyes opened. They regarded Miss Murray gravely a moment, then closed again. But a determined hand shook the little girl ' s shoulder. Again the eyes opened, and this time Anne inquired sleepily: " Is it breakfast-time? Why didn ' t mama come to wake me? " " Listen, Anne, your mother is not well, and you must be very quiet. Get up and I will help you dress. " Anne threw back the cover and slid out on the rug. " I ' ll dress myself, " she answered, positively. By this time Miss Murray had raised the shades and thrown open the shutters, so that the early sunshine streamed into the room. Anne squinted her eyes at the sudden bright light, and then scowled at Miss Murray. " Don ' t be stubborn, Anne, I am going to help you put on your clothes, because we must hurry. You are going to spend the day with your cousins, Bessie and Rebecca, and you must be very good and obey every word your cousin Bessie says. " " Why, Miss Murray, Rebecca doesn ' t even do that, and cousin Bessie is her mama. I get tired of minding everybody — " Miss Murray ' s rapid movements prevented further conversation. Anne was forced to submit while the spinster, with characteristic determination, scrub- bed the little girl ' s neck and ears and rubbed her soft, plump cheeks until they glowed. When the process of cleaning was finished, Anne ' s red lips were quiv- ering and her eyes glistened with tears. " Aren ' t you ashamed to be such a baby, " Miss Murray exclaimed, whisking her into beruffled white garments, with bewildering swiftness. " No I ain ' t! " Anne broke out. " You are so rough, and Liza bathed me last night anyway. What ' s the use of washing my face where it tain ' t dirty? " " Sh-h-h-h! You horrid little thing, you must be quiet, your mother is ill. " Anne choked back her sobs and gazed solemnly up at her persecutor. " What ' s the matter with mama? Is she going to die? Then I ' spose I ' ll have to mind you always. " The prospect was too gloomy for endurance, and a large round tear brimmed over and rolled slowly down her cheeks. As they were starting, Rebecca whispered in Anne ' s ear that she had a Not in the least disturbed, Miss Murray led her to the dresser and brushed her tousled, flaxen hair. When she had finished arranging it in sof fluffy curls, she knelt down and put her arms about Anne ' s shoulders. " No, my dear, your mother is not going to die and you won ' t have to ' mind ' me always. So stop crying and put on your sunbonnet. Don ' t forget, you musn ' t play in the sun bareheaded, or you will get freckled as a guinea egg " She rose and led the child softly out to the front porch. Kissing her as tenderly as she knew how, she whispered more admonitions into her heedless ear, until Anne broke away and ran toward the gate. As soon as she was out of sight of Miss Murray ' s sharp eyes, she pushed back her sunbonnet, and tugged on, miserably pondering the strange situation. Never before had she been aroused from her quiet slumbers and so rudely hurried into her clothes. But the marvel of it all was that she was to spend the day with Rebecca without having to beg for permission. At the thought she brightened, and quickened her steps almost to a run. Not very far up the street she could see the big, white gate that led to Cousin Bessie ' s house. When she reached it, and tripped up the front steps she realized that nobody within was awake. Hesitatingly she turned around and started toward home, but when she pushed open the gate and looked down the road, thoughts of Miss Murray smote upon her, so she turned again, and resolutely mounted the steps for the second time. She dreaded Cousin Bessie ' s displeasure less than Miss Murray ' s. Just then, the door opened and Cousin Bessie herself, in a lovely pink wrapper, drew her inside. Rebecca was still asleep and Anne had the joyous privilege of waking her. Then began a day of unequalled happiness. Cousin Bessie seemed blind and deaf, for the first time in Anne ' s short recollection. The two children were permitted to make mud cakes, to climb the peachtree and even to help cook dinner, although Aunt Susie, the old cook, grumbled indignantly at this last. But everything has an end, and at last Cousin Bessie called them into her lovely parlor and told Anne it was time for her to go home. Rebecca and Cousin Bessie were going to walk home with her. - s iiiey weie stalling, i .euei.i_ci wiuspeieu in rtiinc s ecu inai sue iiau great, big secret to tell her when they reached Judge Easton ' s corner. Judge Eaton ' s corner was half way home from Cousin Bessie ' s house. It seemed a terribly long time to wait and Anne didn ' t have much patience, but no amount . . ... of coaxing could make Rebecca disclose her secret until the appointed time. Finally they reached the corner. " You ' ve got a baby sister! " The words sounded like thunder in Anne ' s ears. In wild excitement she turned to Cousin Bessie. " Is it true? ' ' she breathed. Cousin Bessie nodded. In an instant Anne was speeding down the street, her sunbonnet fallen back, her curls blowing wildly. But Miss Murray was prepared for her, and met her before she entered the house, " Child, child, this won ' t do. " She said in subdued tones. " You ' ll frighten your mother to death. Come let me bathe your face and smooth your hair. " Anne tried to wrench herself free, but Miss Murray was not to be evaded. With a firm hand she did her duty as she had done in the morning. Then Anne was seated in a big chair and told to sit until she had cooled off. After a time that seemed ages to the little girl, the hot throbbing of her cheeks began to stop. Miss Murray lifted her from the chair and with a parting touch to her perfectly arranged curls told her to go very quietly into her mother ' s room. Anne softly opened the door and tip-toed in. Peering through the half darkness she discerned her mother on the big bed, with a white-aproned nurse seated beside her. Near by was another tiny bed, covered with a white filmy stuff that reminded Anne of " fairies and things. " The nurse rose and came to meet her, and her mother ' s voice said: " Open the shutters, Miss Allison, so she can see the baby. " The nurse obeyed, and led Anne to the baby ' s bed, and lifting the soft, white veil told her to look. With beating heart, she leaned forward and saw her long-wished-for, long- prayed-for baby sister. She shrank back, the tears rushed to her eyes in dis- appointment. It was red and wrinkled, and the ugliest creature she had ever seen. Her mother ' s voice came from the bed, " Isn ' t she lovely? " There was a pleading, anxious note, in the voice, that did not escape Anne ' s ear. A strange new sense of responsibility filled her, in the midst of her grief. She went quickly to the big bed and put her arms about her mother ' s neck. " Oh-h, " she whispered, with a half sob, " She ' s just bootiful. " y we G-o j lJI c Tli e 5taT 5 and Plas - § then- fi-na.1 to u v d with onlv o ,e M-nde more. A foui °n the Crest ts And 3- " fVee tlv-ro Norths 5ta s l A ihid the lowh a-nd j e U Sj a vvVusfU souuJad anj LKtkt iT ' - ' i-c.t, a houvse VDica 5 a.i_d 1 IfleTie 5HouIJ fiiL-nt , would HeleV Ca-r£ e - and M ars Tucl 5Kall we SJ " -not ve ftaiW, , , 5°- 2 1 lies, W e Ha v e vrvt K u 5 M -r- CairJ C i-T-c wmloiuttWl i-Txtrodfct t oTi " to (mfi 3wd L e-nce. We his a-ro e. amiJ aPPi.aus« and cU«ni, ? h lS . L-be-ra-T- ita p Mf x-f Soiw-ai wa . s de r-[.encl o-F TTotasoT; TlitTe VVlllbe no Secov, J SeTVi-hg c The. ioc- iat Seie ice Cla ss was Sv eeiV StiooZt " thrua 1 ecture or, " WH is Worna s -frag TlitJooT WIS a hd a svna " ! 1 voice If Hallie ts MR ' eai oil ' s cU ughter l s Fa n-hv V ts 1 on ? ' A l n ion oo " £ ho P J u ea ir o h. 7 Doftcas lV TTlisS Ca.W-Hia-n.,1 F ForitisleJ c e be J Ltiex, Would An+o-nefre DeCotteS? ' i DANS LA SALLE-A-MANGER ODE TO PEACHES. (With apologies.) Hail to thee, fair Peaches! This thou surely art; In these years at College, It has ever been my part To give thee, each Sunday noon, a welcome from my heart. CLARINE, (eating from a salad-dressing bowl) — " This soup certainly tastes funny. " " Not so much noise in the dining-room, please. " MlSS ABERNETHY, (trying to pour out jelly) — " Children, you absolutely can not drink this strong tea. " P • • • • t " English III will locate, explain, or interpret — 3 per cent. — " The break- fast biscuits did coldly furnish forth the dinner tables. " Who is the guy that put the " late " in chocolate? SENIOR, (to visitor) — " Yes, our cook is quite a romantic figure. " Visitor — " Has what? " Art TEACHER — " And do they really wash grits? " VA : ■ M . M I - JOKES AND JINGLES Mary had a little hat, Of a color very red, This hat did often go to town, But not on Mary ' s head. Joke EDITOR, (knocking on the store-room door, most politely) — " Do you-all know anything funny? " PEARL — " I told Governor Gilchrist about how sorry the Seniors were, not to get the spoons Commencement, and — " Alma, (excitedly) — " And what did he say? " Pearl — " He said he was glad you appreciated them. " Alma— " O— oh! " Mr. McNeil, (shooing away late pupils entering the class-room) — " Get away from the door, I don ' t want you here disturbing my pupils! " JERRY — " Oh, girls! I peeped through the door at Miss Elder and Miss Schwalmeyer last night. " All — " What did you find out? " J ERRY _ " The lights. " The Juniors are exceedingly anxious to have a ton of compressed intellect and judgment rolled around, sometime before the final English exam. Kate W. asked Dr. Boyd if we were going to read Caesar and Latin both next year. (With humble apologies to Edgar Allen Poe. ) Once, upon a morning dreary, As I studied, weak and weary, Just to pass examination, On Dietetics I must pore. Suddenly I heard a tapping ' — " Everyone is surely napping, " ' Tis some little mouse, " I thought, " A-passing by my chamber door. " Back I went again to cramming; With these teachers, there ' s no shamming. Louder came the something knocking, " This light on is simply shocking, " On the second floor. " Someone said, and nothing more. MlSS L., (explaining who Benjamin Franklin was) — " Don ' t you re- member the boy who went down the street with all his clothes stuffed in his pockets? " JANETTE: " Don ' t get familiar with nobility. " ETHEL: " I don ' t see no ' bility. " The girls were making a great deal of noise in the bath, but flew when they heard the Matron coming. Mary Lou, however, continued, and thinking it was her room-mate knocking on the door, threw a wet washrag over the top and yelled, " Scratch under! Climb over! " r rT+ S " rT FELICIA — " I wish our Greek exam, was on the 21st of June. " Frances — " Why, silly? " FELICIA — " It is the longest day in the year and maybe I could finish Dr. Boyd ' s exam. " •T Pp T T Tp Clyde, (simpering to caller) — " Yes, I know him. He has such a funny little black mustache — it really tickles me to death. " MYRA, (yelling out of window) — " Is the Spanish lesson vocal or written? " ANABELLE — " I had an uncle, too, before he died. " r£i 2£t r »J» rfr MILDRED, (getting into Miss Bishop ' s room after lights were out) — " Don ' t be afraid. This isn ' t a teacher. " FOOTNOTE: Any of these jokes you want explained, take to Annie Treadwell. STUDY-HOUR (With apologies to Longfellow.) Between the tea and the bed-time, We flee to our little bower; 1 here ' s a pause in the day ' s occupation Known as the study hour. I hear, in the study above me, The shuffling of noisy feet ; The sound of a window opened, And a voice my ears does meet. A whistle, and then a silence ; In my task I make a halt — I stick my head from the window, And say that we have no salt. A sudden fall down the staircase, A sudden run down the hall ; And then in comes a class-mate, To make a little call. We talk all the latest gossip; And then some fudge we smell — We must go to visit our neighbors To see if she is xvell. We can not stay fast in our fortress, Though they wish us not to depart; For who would stay home and study, In the feast having no part? Yet this will go on forever, Forever and a day. And the lessons that are neglected. Will crowd in some other way. MISS YELLIE BRAY ' S CLASS It is necessary to send name and address, to secure answers to inquiries, not, however, for publication, but to protect the editor from imposition by un- worthy persons. All inquiries must be in before Annual goes to press. Dear Miss Bray: Being a young professor, I am anxious to ascertain the correct styles for school use. Do you think red ties are becoming to one with violet blue eyes? Professor. ANSWER: A light tweed Norfolk suit would be in perfect taste. Red ties are good, although blue ones would better bring out the color of your eyes. Dear Madam: I am a Senior at College, and am considered by my friends quite attractive. But none of the young men in town ever call or send flowers or candy. What can I do to attract them? In DESPAIR. ANSWER: Be your own sweet, natural self. They will soon discover the diamond beneath the rough. My Dear Miss Bray: What are appropriate colors for a red-haired girl to wear? Blonde. ANSWER: Green is your best color. This is especially effective in com- bination with lavendar. " ' ' " ' ■ " k Dear Miss Bray: Do you think it proper for a campused girl to walk from her classes to her room, in a business-like manner? PENNED. ANSWER: It is very fitting conduct. Although you need fresh air, you might become absorbed in your business, and walk very slowly. Dear Madam: Being a young man of the town, and deeply interested in one of the under- classmen at the College, I wish to send her theatre tickets. How do you advise this to be done? PERPLEXED. 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