Greensboro College - Echo Yearbook (Greensboro, NC)

Text from Pages 1 - 140 of the 1903 volume:

i vX ■ ' - ' VlSt - : W ' Ni I ' T j THE TATTLER PUBLISHED BY STUDENT-BODY :: :: GREENSBORO FEMALE COLLEGE V _ J == ( 1903 r R F TT N Q Tj n I? O NORTH P A R O T T M A T O MvB. Haura Crump JPatnrk, T p E ONLY S U 1 V I M N G MEMBER () F THE CLASS OF 1848, THE FIRST (x R A D U A T E D F R O M GREENSBORO FEMALE COLLEGE MRS. LAURA CRUMP PATRICK. m % MRS. LUCY H. ROBERTSON, PRESIDENT. W. R. Odell President J. A. Odell Secretary Dred Peacock Treasurer J. M. Odell O. W. Carr C. H. Ireland B. N. Duke l,xeciaftiire C« J. A. Odell, President O. W. Carr,, Secretary C. H. Ireland G. H. IRELAND J. M. ODELL O. W. CARR J. A. ODELL DRED PEACOCK W. R. ODELL .y THE history of Greensboro Female College antedates by many years that great civil struggle which may be regarded as the watershed dividing those two great streams of life, the Old and the New South, and stretches back into that remote, and some- what vague and hazy period so often referred to in South- ern parlance as before the war. Chartered in 1838, it is the second oldest chartered college for women in the South, and was among the first institutions of learning for advanced education of girls at a time when the merest rudiments of learning, with a few shallow accomplishments, was considered all the in- tellectual development required in the restricted sphere to which women were relegated. This eldest daughter of the Methodist Church in North Carolina was called into existence by generous-hearted, large-brained men who realized that the Church owes to her daughters as good intellectual training as to her sons. With almost prophetic insight, seeing that the service of Christian womanhood was to become an important factor in the great work of the evangelization of the world, they provided for the accomplishment of this mission by giving to the girls of the Church opportunities for both heart and brain culture. And right nobly have the daughters of the Church responded to the opportunity thus opened, for of the many hundreds who have passed through the portals of Greensboro Female College, few have failed to answer the call of the Church, and of very many of them it may be said with truth, Many daugh- ters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all. Owing to delay growing out of widespread financial depression in the country at large, the corner-stone of the building was not laid until 1843. I 1846 it was ready for occupancy. The following fall Rev. Solomon Lea, a man of scholarly attainments, was chosen president, and with an able faculty, the school was opened to the girls of North Carolina ; and, indeed, to the entire South, for in those days of paucity of schools for advanced educa- tion of girls, the College drew to itself many from the far Southern States, who came by stage coach or by pri- vate conveyance to avail themselves of the advantages not afforded, at that time, in their own States. On the resignation of Mr Lea, Rev. A. M. Shipp, of South Carolina, was chosen as his successor, and admin- istered the affairs of the College wisely for three years, after which he resigned and accepted a professorship in the University of North Carolina. Dr. Shipp was f llowed by Rev. Charles F. Deems, D. D., who was afterwards so widely known as the pastor of the Church of the Strangers in New York City. Under Dr. Deems the patronage was largely increased, and the College enjoyed an era of great prosperity. Doubtless, the intellectual vigor and robustness of character pos- sessed in a marked degree by Dr. Deems were powerful 10 moulding factors in the life of the College and have left a lasting impress. The fourth in this honorable line of succession was the man whose name was so long associated with Greensboro Female College that in the memories of a large propor- tion of the old pupils of the College, from 1854-1890, the two are inseparable; and at the name of Rev. T. M. Jones, D. D., hundreds of old girls rise up and call him blessed. Dr. Jones was a Christian scholar and a gentleman of the old school type, than which no Tiigher has been developed ; and his refined and polished manner gave him peculiar adaptation to the position at the head of a school for girls. Thirty-six years of abundant and fruitful labors in the cause of woman ' s -education place him in the front rank of educators, not only in his own State, but in the South. It was during the presidency of Dr. Jones, when the •College was in one of the most flourishing periods of its history, that a great calamity befell it in the desiruction of the building by fire soon after the opening of the fall term in 1863. This misfortune necessitated a suspension of the school for ten years, though during that interval Dr. Jones, with practically the same faculty, was pursu- ing his beloved work at other points in the State. No sooner had the country begun to recover from the business paralysis resulting from war ' s terrible devasta- tion than the North Carolina Conference begun to take steps for the restoration of Greensboro Female College. The corner-stone of the new building was laid in 1871, and Phoenix-like the College arose from her ashes, to enter, August 27, 1873, upon a new career of usefulness and prosperity along educational lines under the guidance of her same president and members of the old faculty. The Church, in common with other institutions as well as individuals, was embarrassed financiall} after the war, and in spite of heroic struggles was unable to discharge the debt incurred in erecting the new building, and it seemed impossible for the Church to retain ownership of this beloved daughter of the Church. At this crisis a syndicate of prominent laymen, actuated by the generous purpose of not allowing the College to pass from the con- trol of the Church, purchased the property in 1882, and have held it ever since, subject to the control of a board of directors, for educational purposes and as a school for the Methodist Church in North Carolina. Through these changing fortunes Dr Jones continued at the head of the institution until his greatly lamented death in June, 1890, when Dr. B. F. Dixon was chosen to succeed him. Dr. Dixon, by his genial, kindly nature, greatly endeared himself to his students, and during the three years of his presidency he attracted large numbers of girls to the College, and brought to it the largest pat- ronage in its history. Dr. Dixon having resigned in the spring of 1893, Dr. Frank D. Reid, at that time editor of The Raleigh Chris- tian Advocate, was elected president of the faculty, enter- ing upon the duties of the position with vigor and earnestness. For one year he gave to the College his best thought and energy ; but in the midst of what promised to be a most successful career, at the beginning of the II fall term of 1894, he was suddenly called by death from earthly activities. Up to this point in its history the College had been pre- sided over by able and scholarly ministers of the Meth- odist Church. At this juncture a departure from previous traditions was made by the election of a layman to take the helm and guide the course of this honored old insti- tution. The board of directors realized that, in the able and scholarly young educator who, for six years, had filled a professorship in the College, they already pos- sessed the man who was endowed with all the qualifica- tions requisite for the position, and Dr. Dred Peacock was called to the responsibility of directing the affairs of the College. With characteristic progressiveness of spirit, the first step of the new president was the complete reorganization of the College courses according to the most modern methods, and a general expansion of the work by enlarging the curriculum and providing better facilities for study by means of well-equipped laboratories and improved appliances in the various departments. But the most striking monument to Dr. Peacock ' s energy and sagacity is the magnificent I ibrary founded and endowed, in the nan.e of Mrs. Peacock, as a loving memorial to their little daughter, Ethel Carr Peacock. The Library con- tains more than 7,000 carefully selected volumes, besides many valuable pamphlets and much magazine and other periodical literature, all of which has been collected through Dr. Peacock ' s untiring effort to render this, as it is, the largest and best library in any college for women in the South. With this invaluable aid to research the students are enabled to do a far higher grade of work in literature and history, as well as along other lines, than would be possible without it. Had Dr. Peacock not accomplished many other things of value for the College, this one achievement alone would entitle him to be re- garded as a great benefactor to the institution ; but this was but one among manj ' other wise measures carried out by him, and under his administration the College enjoyed eight prosperous years. In the spring of 1902 Dr. Peacock, having suffered several years from ill-health, was urged by a prominent specialist of New York to give up his educational work and to engage in more active business life as a means of restoration to health. Acting upon this advice, Dr. Pea- cock offered his resignation, and the board of directors decided upon another innovation in the election of the lady principal, Mrs. Lucy H. Kobertson, to the presi- dency. Mrs. Robertson had been connected with the College eighteen years of her twenty-five years spent in teaching, and having filled several different depart- ments in the College, she was thoroughly conversant with all its workings, its aims, and its needs, and so was en- abled to adjust herself to the new relation without any of the friction that might so easily arise in the inauguration of a new administration. The friends of the institution feel assured that it will be her con.stant purpose and endeavor to maintain the high standard for which the College has ever stood from its foundation. Although she is just closing her first year as president, she has manifested a spirit of progress that shows her to be in full touch with the advance movement which has characterized the history of the school, espe- cially in later years. A further reorganization of the course of study has been made by which the requirements for graduation have been made equal to those of any, and in advance of most Southern colleges for girls. The social life of the students is also emphasized, and is pro- vided for with as much care as any other portion of the school life, for it is a cardinal principle with Mrs. Robert- son that while rigorous mental training is essential for strengthening mind and character, it is no less important to cultivate the graces and amenities of life, in order that an intellectual woman may be fitted to adorn any social circle she may enter, and so become an important factor in the purification and elevation of social life. The three- fold nature of a human being is ever kept in mind, and when the physical and intellectual well-being has been considered, the College does not regard her responsibility as ended, but seeks to touch and elevate the moral sensi- bilities of each pupil through the usual means of religious instruction, as well as b} ' constant appeals to lofty motives, and by the presentation of high moral stand- ards and pure ideals of life. Thus does Greensboro Female College strive to attain that full fruition of per- fect education for girls, a well-rounded, womanly charac- ter ; and thus will ;ihe continue to follow her own lofty ideal, which like one increasing purpose has run through the whole course of her history. 13 Ta a nv arxi J U 1V ALICE DAVIS ARDREY, Editor-in-Chief. ' Associate E itorso ELIZABETH STERLING McDEARMAN LETITIA EVANS ANNIE GIBSON RUTH HUGHES MINNIE WALKER CARLOTTA ANGIER MAMIE WINDLEY, Art. i6 ■ ■ 1 HBH|t-- 1 Pn «9 PS ' ' B P H ♦ 1 1 ■M|l| l riBflHHHH 3C[[! H H BBj w[ Hi 1 1 1 H flH Wk J m  i t| B ' lL. iJ 1 H H I B I H 1 ml 1 1 RUTH HUGHES MINNIE WALKER MAMIE WINDLEY LETITIA EVANS CARLOTTA ANQIER ALICE ARDREY ANNIE GIBSON BESSIE MoDEARMAN . ' ' }Ki KiiNW SWNiK a 15 i ai SSii i sm( anas, LILY SHERROD, Chief Manager. NELL NORINE NELSON MABEL COLTRANE NAN WARREN ZULA HINSHAW NELL GLASCOCK GRACE RONE JANIE STEWART i8 BUSINESS MANAGERS OF THE TATTLER Ye Girls of Ye Oldeia Tiiii Mrs. Lucy Armfield Cuninggim, 1858. President of Woman ' s Foreign Missionary Society of Nortti Carolina Conference. Mrs. Sallie Southale Gotten, 1863. Vice-President National Mothers ' Congress. Mrs. Lizzie Mayhew Hendren, 1854. Superintendent Juvenile Work of North Carolina Conference. Miss M. E Carter, 1854 Principal Mountain View School, Amherst, Va, Mrs. Annie Puleen Crawford, 1868. Member of Woman ' s Board of Foreign Missions, M. E, Church, South. ■ 20 MISS M. E, CARTER MRS. LUCY ARMFIELD CUNINGGIM MRS. ANNIE PULLEN CRAWFORD MRS. SALLIE SOUTHALL COTTEN MRS. LIZZIE MAYHEW HENDREN mniEic Officers- President Mrs. lyucy A. Cuninggitn . . Greensboro, N. C. First Vice-President Miss Mary L. Hendren New Bern, N. C. Second Vice-President Mrs. Carrie Caldwell Buford Henderson, N. C. Third Vice-President Mrs. R. R. Cotten Bruce, N. C. Associate Third Vice-President Mrs. W. H. Branson Durham, N. C. Recording Secretary . Miss Nannie Lee Smith Greensboro, N. C. Corresponding Secretary Miss Mabel Chadwick Beaufort, N. C. Treasurer Mrs. E. L,. Sides Greensboro, N. C. THE Association was organized for the purpose of improving the social advantages incident to an annual gathering of hundreds of former school- mates and friends, and in order that the strength of a thorough organization might become available for the pro- motion of the general interests of the institution. This Association has for some years been trying to raise the sum of three thousand dollars ($3,000) to be known as The Eucy McGee Fund, in loving memorj of Eucy McGee Jones, wife of Dr. Turner M. Jones, who for thirty-six years was the efficient president of Greens- boro Female College. The object for which the fund is intended is that it may be a permanent endowment for the use of needy students. The annual income of one hundred and eighty dollars ($180) is to be divided into three scholarships of sixty ($60) each and to be loaned to worthy students of limited means. The committee has in hand more than two thousand dollars ($2,000), the in- come from which has been aiding students for several years past. The Association is very anxious to complete the fund, and will be glad to receive contributions at any time. 22 ■K ' W ' WWWWOTTONWraNWNiSSi Mrs. I aura Crump Patrick. THE tim : has been long, and yet it seems short, in review of the transit of the Greensboro Female College of 1846, and the present College of 1903. This lapse of years forces its truth upon me, as my thoughts attempt to guide my pen in saying something in obedience to your request to furnish an item for you first College Annual. I am most happy to voice some. thing of the early days of the institution, and most grate- ful for being spared to link the annals of our College in these far separated years, and I greet you with warm con- gratulations for the revived and growing interest that is keeping fresh the annals of our beloved Alma Mater. One feels that she is in Dreamland to recall the facts and events of the beginning of a long life, now nearly spent. A mist encircles my memory, and I must brush away all that has come to me in the years enfolded in the fifty-five since I launched forth a graduate of Greensboro Female College, at its first commencement in 1848. Well do I remember when the pioneers for the higher education for the women of the South first agitated the minds and inspired the movement of the Methodist Conference, to locate and establish this Female College at Greensboro. It was early in the forties that Rip Van Winkle began to stir in his slumbers at the touch of these good Christian well-wishers, who went forth with the wonderful pluck and energy which characterized them, as agents to solicit funds throughout the bounds of the then large Conference, that now forms the two — the North Carolina and the Virginia. No steam cars then from town to town, but each day ' s journey was from place to place on horseback. No man of this day, with easy-going facilities provided at every turn, knows any- thing of the endurance in the line of travel, as did the patient circuit-rider of the Methodist Church of that day. My uncle. Dr. I. J. M. Lindsay, a resident of Greensboro, was president of the board of trustees, and greatly interested in the work, and through him I was brought in contact with every detail of the enterprise, from the origin of the first movement until the completion of the building. The foundation laid and the walls up, the external completings and the finishing touches of the interior were eagerly watched in my girlhood glee, look- ing forward with interest to the career of a college life. Thus you see, my connection with the institution was in advance of its opening in August, 1846, at which time I entered, one of the first pupils. The picture is more vivid before me than I can describe. The situation of that handsome brick building, perched on its eminence in the midst of a broomsedge field, on either side deep-washed gulleys, and the dismal ravine, with thick undergrowth, separating it from any proxim- ity to the town. The big road then wended its way 23 over the hills, and the stage-coaches brought the new girls in a more circuitous route, and very different from the well-laid streets and avenues of to-day. In comparison, too, the wide surroundings of then, and the miniature outfit for a college, is a picture that shows that even the present well-equipped Greensboro Female College, with all of its improvements once had a begin- ning. I have no record of the number or names of the pupils of the first year, and can mention only my own class, who formed the Junior Class for 1846. This class had each the best advantage of private schools taught by ' ' imported teachers from Northern States. Teac hers were not then found among the women of our Southland, and the establishment of Greensboro Female College marked the era for the education of Southern teachers. Of our class were : Sarah E. Smith, Chatham, N. C. ; Nannie E. Morris, Greensboro, N. C; Bettie M. Jones, Edenton, N C; Sarah Ballou, Halifax, Va.; Henrietta Crump, Greens- boro, N. C; Laura A. Crump, Greensboro, N. C. These formed the graduating class of 1848. Sarah E. Smith was valedictorian. I would be glad to give the subject of essays by each of the others, but I only remem- ber my own, ' ' Laughter and Tears, and I wish I could reproduce it now for your Annual ; but like many other things, it is buried with the archives of the past. At that time I knew how to moralize on Laughter, and since then, I have learned the meaning of Tears. My mind teems with pleasant memories of that first commencement, and I love to go back through the vista of years and look again into the happy faces of my be- loved associates and classmates, as we joined hands and hearts in that last good-bye of our college life, and stood on the threshold of What Now? and the new depart- ment of life before us. No meeting of the Alumnae can ever collect the members of that class together again. Before that summer had ended the blessed angels came for the gentle and loved Nannie E. Morris, who died at her home in Greensboro. At intervals, other years have recorded the number of that class one less, and in succession they have reached the haven of rest, and now, leaving only the name of her whom your first College Annual honors. Thanks for the tribute to my gray hairs, and happy am I to bid God-speed to younger hearts, who are so watch- fully holding the interest of our honored and loved Alma Mater. 24 PRESIDENT ' S OFFICE. % .r ' ' ■ - ,-, l1n T- f - i. -il Mabel CfcadwicK t ,: - ' 1 i BeHu A: .i.f.. fd . f ! ' f - .x: ' i z.fr-rrTc i J. i. ' Pa I Kcr r 3 J FACULTY AND OFFICERS. J FACULTY AND OFFICERS. A PARLOR CORNER. RECEPTION HALL. MAIN PARLOR. CS5 Iimdliain Romance A ly day the sun had cast his scorching rays upon the earth while the arrows of the Indians had flown through the air thick and fast, and the bloody tomahawks had been hurled with the force of mad demons. At last it was over ai:d with fierce war-whoops and shrill cheers of victory, the Creek tribe was returning home. They could well afford to be proud of their vic- tory over the Tonkawan tribe, for the latter was the fiercest and bravest tribe in that section of country. This victorious procession was led by Tokio, an old chief, who had been in many a bloody battle, and had felt the whiz of many a passing arrow, and the glance of the cruel tomahawk. His appearance was most un- earthly. His face was covered with many scars, one of his eyes had been plucked from his head, when as a prisoner he lay in the hands of an enemy, and his coun- tenance was cruel and savage. Near his side rode a young Indian brave, Tusokee, whose ' appearance contrasted greatly with that of the old chief. He was tall and straight, with an open face lighted up with piercing eyes. Although he had fought valiantly that day, he did not seem to be rejoicing over the victory. He alone rode pensively, silently on. The sun had gone down when they all drew rein and leaped lightlj to the ground in front of Wamahoe ' s large wigwam. The cool evening breeze sprung up and the little birds hushed their songs and settled themselves for the approaching night. After supper they repaired to the green to join in the war-dance of victory, but before the music had begun Wamahoe led forth his beautiful daughter Wahana, and. placed her hand in that of old Tokio, swearing that she should become Tokio ' s squaw before the next full moon. At this the Indians sent up savage cheers and a fierce gleam of satisfaction shot from Tokio ' s one eye, for he had liked this modest maiden from her childhood. No one noticed her quivering body, no one saw the look of agony in her eyes, except Tusokee. He had seen it, for he loved Wahana with all his heart and hated Tokio with the bitterest hatred. Ere the lapse of another moment the weird music began and with it the war- dance. It is difiicult to conceive of a more impressive scenc than the closing exercises of a war-dance after a great victory. The hell of passion seemed to be open and there poured forth a stream of weird song, ululation and im- precation, accompanied with symbolic mimicry of the hor- rors of war. Wahana, unnoticed, had sped from the hut into the forest. On and on she went like some timid hind chased by a savage beast. The song of the whippoorwilL drifted softly on the night air, the wild noise of the screech- 30 owl rang out sharply, and from the distant mountain could be heard the terrible howl of the wolves ; but on and on sped Wahana, unmindful of it all. At last she stood be- side the wide river. The fair queen of night was in her highest glory and upon all the earth cast her silvery rays, now lighting up the murmuring waters, now piercing the density of the forest. Wahana stood on the brink of the river and lifted her large soft eyes, now so full of misery, to the heavens. Her lips moved and clasping her hands she said, O Great Spirit, do thou be near to Wahana, and grant that she may not be forced to marry Tokio whom she so hates. ' ' She paused a moment, then again raised her eyes and continued, O Supreme Father, Wahana swears to thee she will never be Tokio ' s squaw; rather than that she would plunge herself into this river and be lost forever. When she reached home it was late at night and all her father ' s guests had gone. Softly she sought her mat and lay down to rest her weary body and if possible to shut out all evils with sleep. It was early morn. The clear note of the lark pene- trated the crisp morning air as he soared upward on his light wings. The sun peeped over the eastern hilltops and scattered his glittering beams over all the land, and as his first rays touched the flowing water of the mur- muring river, it laughed and sparkled as if a million dia- monds shown therein. Wahana sat on a lofty rock which projected over the river below. Her eyes seemed to rest on the laughing water, but in its stead she saw herself dragging through the days to come, dreading and shunning the hated Tokio, and into her eyes there came a wild, haunted look. But listen ! A wild hurrah arose from the wigwam on the hill, which startled Wahana from her thoughts and told her that the Indians were preparing for a hunt. She turned her eyes toward the place. Yes, she could see the Indians with bows and arrows mounted upon fiery steeds about to be off. But hark! from the distant hillside in the opposite direction she caught the sound of the clatter of horse ' s hoofs and ere she moved, she saw Tusokee rid- ing rapidly toward her, and her heart began to beat a joy- ous throb. He had guessed he would find her here, for this was her favorite haunt. His trusty steed paused not on account of the water, but plunged in and bore his rider safely to the other side, and a moment later Tusokee had climbed the rugged hill and reached Wahana ' s side. O Wahana, he cried, thou dost love Tusokee; thine eyes show it, and Tusokee loves Wahana more than the fair hunting-grounds, more than an enemy ' s scalp, more than the war-dance; yes, he swears by the Great Spirit, he loves Wahana more than all things else. Tusokee knows Wahana loves him just as dearly, she answered, as she turned her gaze over the water. Then turning, he said, By the Great Spirit, it shall be well. He left her and soon disappeared in the same direction in which he had come. A great hope entered into Wa- hana ' s heart, for .she felt that Tusokee could save her. 31 Again she heard horse ' s hoofs clattering down the hill- side, but this time down the path which led from the wig- wam from which she had fled. She looked and to her horror beheld old Tokio coming toward her, for he wished to bid her good-bye before he was off for the hunt. Quick and nimble as a frightened fawn she sprang from her seat and Tokio drew up just in time to see her pass out of sight into the woods beyond. He turned back, his fierce anger aroused to full sway and muttering out his wrath, determined then to marry Wahanaat once. The sun w as near the meridian when Wahana, weary and foot-sore, returned home. But before she came in sight of the wigwam she was met by her little sister, who told her how her angry father and mad lover were pre- paring for her marriage immediately. No sooner had she heard than back again to the forest she fled in the same direction taken by Tusokee that morning. At last exhausted, she paused a moment for breath, and looking across the meadow her heart almost stood still, fot she saw a baud of Indians galloping at full speed, and she knew they were in search of her. She could see her father and Tokio very plainly, for they were in front. She was so terrified, so dazed that she had no power to move. She sat as a bird charmed by a snake, unable to even move the eyes away. Nearer and nearer they came and old Tokio arcse in his saddle with a yell of delight, for he now beheld her. But what was that rushing sound among the bushes? It was something swifter than any animal of the forest, and the next minute Wahana was snatched from the rock where she sat to the back of Tusokee ' s never-failing steed. With one scream of joy, she looked into her lover ' s fsce and realized that h. had saved her. With tightened rein Tusokee paused and with deadly aim sent one arrow into the defeated band, then a yell. of anger and disappointment arose from the Indians and old Tokio fell from his horse. Tusokee then gave his bridle to the winds and tight- ening his grasp about Wahana, sped on over hill, over dale, and when the sun was nearly set, drew rein before- the wigwam of his aged father and kind old mother. 32 •ft m life s Secff-eilo SALLIE SOUTHALL GOTTEN. Idling ' midst tlie sylvan shadows, All my soul with youth aglow, Thrilling with the bliss of visions Which all idle dreamers know ; Visions of Love ' s sweet fruition. Dreams of future joy and fame. Of some mystic golden moment Which should touch my life with flame; Sometime in the hazy futtire. When life ' s secret should be mine, And the joy of great achievement Fill my life with bliss divine. Suddenly the silence quivered With a sunbeam ' s magic dart. While a fairy wliisper floated Softly to my waiting heart : ■ Present moments all are golden. Grasp life ' s secret while you may ; Past and Future both are dormant — All hfe ' s power is in To-Day ; Time but forms a golden ladder, ' T is the human Will alone Gives the power to climb to greatness And to make Success your own. 34 STUDENTS ' ROOM. ©uye°Ceiat-a ' =W©rdl ColMnaiao Wanted — A set of the Encyclopedia Britannica for my niece. Must not be too childish. The Misses Fisher. For Sai e — A large number of one-gallon glass bot- tles which once held ' ' Goose Grease. ' ' Miss Fannie Asmfield. Wanted — To be let alone. Miss Bettie Armfiei,d. For Salb; — A white muslin dress. Miss Hendren. Wanted — A Man. Miss Cordon. For SaIvE — A new growth of knowledge. Apply to President of Sophomore Class. Wanted — Another section to attend to. One on sec- ond floor preferred. Miss Rawe. Wanted — A police patrol for second floor. Miss Hendren. For SaeE — A large sub-Fre.sh English class, as- sorted sizes. Warranted to stay with you always. Miss Chadwick. Wanted— To have three ideas. Apply to Freshman Class. Wanted— A second year ' s course in chemistry. Ap- ply to Junior Class at once. Wanted — A new supply of demerits. These in stock are slightly worn on account of hard usage given them by the Senior Class. Wanted — A grade lower than Fair. Faculty. Mr. Parker. For Sale — A slightly worn assortment of tales of all descriptions of various degrees of likelihood. Sold in book form as What I Have Seen and Done. Mr. Craven. For SaeE — All of my books. Good as new, as they have scarcely been used at all . EizziE Montgomery. For Sale — Mynewbook, My Opinions and Beliefs, just out. Miss Sims. Wanted — Cne bright class in Math. Wanted — Nothing. Miss Pegram. Miss Porter. Wanted — A section to take to church at night. One that co uld sing in the choir preferred. MIvSS Beai.ock. 36 T® tfe.e Violeto Violet, O Violet, So pure and sweet and true, We love thee, modest flower. And our praise is all to you. Down in the grassy meadow Where all nature is fresh and bright, We see thy lovely eyelids Opened to the light. Blooming there in innocence Amid the grasses tall. With buttercups and daisies — But the fairest of them all. Again by streaming brooklet Nodding to and fro. Thy fragrant odor greets us From the mossy bed so low. Though so timid and so modest, Thou art seen and loved the more. And thy nature pure and simple We every one adore. And now we stand united And bestow our praise on thee. And claim thee as our flower — We, the Class of 1903. 38 Colors : Violet and White. Flower : Violet. Motto : Fortiter, fideliter, feliciter. Yell. Hackie ! Hackie! Hackie! Sis! Bum! Ree ! Seniors ! Seniors ! 1903. OFFICERS. Nell Norine Nelson President Alice Davis Ardrey Secretary-Treasurer Elizabeth Sterling McDearman . . . . ■ Poet I ETiTiA Evans . Historian Minnie Mabel Walker . . Prophet MEMBERS. Alice Davis Ardrey Mable Coltrane Nina Dayvault Letitia Evans Annie Glenn Gibson Nell Glascock Ruth Hughes . ZULA HiNSHAW Annie Miller Bess McDeakman Nell Nelson Mary Porter Stella Scroggs Lily Sherrod Minnie Walker Nan Warren 40 SENIOR CLASS. .y S THE scholastic year 1902-03 draws to a close i- and the Class of ' 03 has almost covered its allotted span of college life, the duty of chroni- cling its history is imposed upon one who feels — What fates impose, that men must needs abide. So I shall endeavor to give a true chronicle of the events of this the largest graduating class since 1896, when there were twenty-seven. When the class entered the halls of G. F. C. in the fall of 1899. there were thirty of us. On our arrival we were greeted cordiallj and made to feel as much at home as a Freshman, leaving home for three whole long months, can be made to feel at any place except at Home, Sweet Home. The day passed on, and we had heard nothing of green Freshmen, blacking, ghosts, but we only thought its absence meant a larger dose that night. Night came, and with it our fears piled up as high as Mt. Mitchell, it seemed to us. To our great dis- appointment — and pleasure — we were allowed peaceful slumber and dreams of home and mother dear. Since we were denied the mysteries of hazing, we thought there must be something besides pleasant things for a Freshman, and when Dr. Peacock announced in the chapel next morning that eni ranee examinations would be held in the study-hall at nine o ' clock, how otir hearts jumped into our throats! Btit we found that we possessed the Anglo-Saxon genius, that of muddling through somehow. In a few weeks we became acquainted with the College, and every one connected with it, and as an organized class of thirty, we set to work to do something, and to be something, or in other words, to grow, for we had learned that green things could grow. One of our highest aspirations was to look as learned and digni- fied as those about us, whom we were told were Seniors, and to don a cap and gown. The year passed on with no events of importance except the examinations and home-going at Christmas, the two most important things during a Freshman ' s brief life. Soon commencement of 1900 was past, and we were no longer Freshmen. As the leaves began to change their dress of green for red, yellow, and variegated ones, we turned our faces back to Greensboro, after a delightful sum- mer of pleasure and rest. What a joyful time in the old College home, which had grown so dear to each one after one year ' s stay ! There were many old faces to be recognized, and many new ones to be learned. Some of our n umber had remained at home, but new ones had come to fill their places. The class was 42 soon reorganized with a membership of thirty-nine. We had thrown cff the mantle of the Freshman, and fully realized the importance of a Sophomore. The question, Do you know what Sophomore means? was often asked around us, but we passed on, ignor- ing it, and leaving the questioner to reflect upon the truth of the saying, None are so deaf as they who can hear and will not hear. The first way by which we distinguished ourselves was the purchasing and donning of small silver ' 03 ' s. During that fall, a special meeting was held, when a literary and musical program was rendered. The Freshmen were the guests of honor. Realizing that our education consisted of physical as well as mental culture, the class organized a basket- ball team, and around that nucleus grew that increas- ing interest in athletics which was one of the most potent factors in arousing the class spirit which now exists. The winter months soon passed, and with the arrival of spring came examinations, which only resulted in convincing us that we were not all perfect, and after that the joyful home-going again. The fall of 1902 saw us all gathering again at the same Mecca, and experiencing the same joys and sorrows of the previous fall, but additional joy, for instead of wise-foolish Sophomores, we were Juniors. We had climbed one more round of the ladder, and no one was more well aware of the fact than we. The fall soon passed, and the opening of spring infused new life into the class. The class ' s study of Chemistry exerted more influence than any other event of that session. This influence was not only wide- spread throughout the class, but extended on down into the Freshman Class, to so great an extent that one Freshman undertook to coach a Trinity student at the Trinity reception , held in April. The first ques- tion on her list was, Do you belong to the HjS Society? (meaning the . T 0). One of the most enjoyable occasions of the spring term was a drive to Guilford battle-ground, given by the Senior Class, complimentary to us. As we walked about in that historic old place, and viewed the monu- ments placed there in memory of our illustrious country- men, there were mingled in our hearts patriotism and admiration for our fellow-students to whom we were indebted for such a pleasant occasion. This occasion was soon followed by the Junior reception, given by the Junior Class complimentary to the Senior Class. We had had bird ' s-eye views from the rotunda of the reception the year before, and had dreamed of the time when we could participate in it, but never before had we realized the full joy of being a Junior. The climax of our joy was reached when one day Mrs. Robertson called a meeting of the class, and announced that we were to be the marshals at com- mencement, and that we were to have the honor of serving at the Alumna banquet. Dressed in our white caps and aprons, and green ribbons, prepared to serve at the banquet, we thought that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of us. Commence- 43 ment of 1902 was one deeply imprinted upon the memory of each member of the class as an occasion of much dignity and superiority. The Freshman dreams of Seniorhood were realized when in the fall of 1902 we entered that realm of bliss, but we soon found that as we climbed, the horizon widened. Senior privileges brought responsi- bilities. The Freshman and Senior Classes have been close friends throughout the session, and perhaps it is greatly due to the good understanding established between the two at the very beginning of the fall term. The Freshman Class having on hand an extra supply of salt, decided to dispose of some of it by throwing it in the eyes of the Senior president ; where- upon the other classes decided to bring them to a realization of their position in the student-body. Talents which had never before been dreamed of were revealed that night. Nordicas and Maxine Elliotts developed within a few moments, while some gained an intro- duction to Mr. Pears, and learned to appreciate as they had never before, the merits of his soap. As every one who is in the least degree acquainted with the last few months of a Senior ' s life knows, class meetings consume a large amount of time and attention during that period. So it was with us. In one of those meetings it was suggested that as our College had never had an Annual, that we make an innovation this year. This little seed grew and grew, and finally has blossomed forth into an Annual of which we think every G. F. C. student has cause to feel proud. Our class day was celebrated in May, on which we were allowed the privilege of showing all that we were, all that we had been, and all that we hoped to be. Part of the exercises were held in the chapel, and part on the campus, the main features of the chapel exercises being the reading of the class prophecy, the class poem, and the class history; and of the campus exercises, the May-pole and the planting of ivy in the fr ont of the building. This event added an additional pleasure to the many festive occasions of our spring term, and we hope this custom begun with our class, will be continued throughout the coming years. The old order changeth, yielding place to new. The time has come when the Sweet Sixteen Band will no longer be numbered among the band of happy, light-hearted girls that throng the halls of G. F. C. Our college race has been run, and we must bid adieu to our Alma Mater, but we will ever honor, love, and cherish the mother who found us weak and made us strong. The memory of her will ever come to us as an incentive to higher and nobler things. 44 oeim,, We are standing on the threshold of the future Looking forward into ages yet to come. As we stand here we are whispering one question, What have the years in store for each one? What of mystery will time unfolding bring us ? What of happiness will time on us bestow ? What of good or truth will this great unknown future Cause our class of nineteen-three at last to know ? But the years will send us back no answer While we stand here at the parting of the ways ; We must go forth in the thickest of Life ' s battles, Find the answer in the conflicts of the days. But as yet we ' re only on the threshold. We have time to turn and say a last farewell To our Alma Mater, teachers, and our classmates, To our campus and our dear old college bell. In our fight of life we ' 11 ne ' er once forget you. Your memories will a lways with us stay. And we feel as we say words of parting, That in spirit you will be with us alway. You will strengthen and uphold us in our sorrows, Reassure us when assailed by doubts and fears. As we go forth in the thickest of Life ' s battles To wrest its secret from its laughter and its tears. 45 ?I110j NE night as I sat in my room alone, suddenly there appeared before me a quaint little lady carrying a package in an oil-cloth ' cover under her arm. She wore a pleasant smile, and I was sure she must be a book agent, but in a few minutes she unwrapped the package, which proved to be a machine en- closed in a box. This machine revealed the future of all living mortals. It was then that I remembered the task so recently imposed upon me by my class, namely, to tell their destinies. The task that had hung over me like a pall, in the presence of the little lady and her box assumed the look of a pleasant pastime. After much questioning I received these few points on the destin} ' of the class of sweet sixteen. Mabel, you are to lead a life of single blessedness, but to be an exception to the general rule of old maids. As we all know the general rule, I shall mention only some of the qualities of the exception. In this case Mabel is to be a bright, cheerful little creature, scattering glad- ness and sunshine in the paths of others. Her approach shall be as welcome as the tones of the joyous May bells that herald the arrival of the belated coal trains, laden with the treasures and comforts from the recently disturbed mining sections. Tessie ' s fate, I am afraid, would not suit many of us, for she is to go as a missionary to South Africa and there among so many hardships she will do a good and noble work. Although the greater part of her life shall be spent in this work, yet I shall give her the pleasure of knowing that she will receive her reward and die in her native land. Standing beside the couch of an invalid is seen a figure clothed in black, and crowned with a mass of dark hair. We note her beautiful brown eyes. She is receiving a wealth of gratitude from the sick one, so recently relieved from the racking pain of disease. The scene is nothing unusual, for Dr. Lily Sherrod is known far and near for wisdom and prudence in the healing art. Ruth, you, Annie Miller, and Annie Gibson are to be quite a noted trio. You three will go about together giving concerts, which will be beyond all description. You are to be a most charming reader, while Annie Gibson will delight the audience by her beautiful solos, whose accompaniments will be rendered by Annie Miller. As for Nan and Stella, no doubt you think it is useless for me to put in words that which we all know must come to pass. Their many blushes, caused by the mention of the names of two young men, make us quite sure of their future mission. I shall only say that the little machine did not contradict our predictions. Alice and Bess often remind us of Damon and Pythias. This beautiful friendship which began in the early part 46 of their college life is never to cease. It will not be very long- after we leave this dear old college before we receive an invitation to the double marriage of Alice and Bess. We are glad to know, however, that these two bright lives will not be spent in regretting this step. They will have the pleasure of knowing that they can laugh as much and as late as they want to without the dread of being visited early in the morning by a teacher. A tall, stylish blonde of our class will enter educa- tional fields along with several of her classmates. She will work with enthusiam and will be rewarded with suc- cess at every turn, until we shall see an audience of lad es sitting in the grand auditorium of a magnificent build- ing in Havana, Cuba. We learn that it is the Nelson University, founded by Nell Nelson, of Greensboro Female College, U. S. A., and that the audience sitting thus enraptured, is listening to the words of wisdom falling from the lips of their beloved president. Nell will have a strong faculty and some of its members will be of especial interest to us, for Nell Glascock will have charge of the French, Nina will be. Bible teacher, and Mary Porter will be instructing young minds in our own language. A large stone dwelling is next presented to view, all radiant with many electric lights. A couple stands be- holding the entrancing scene. He speaks : Zula, will you reign queen of that home and my heart? He smiles, and we think she must have answered yes. Next in the little machine is seen a red head, then a glimmer, accompanied by a rumbling noise. I felt half- dazed, but eager to see further into futurity. I gaze, but see nothing more in my room than its accustomed furni- ture and pictures. The little lady with her miraculous box had gone and left me none the wiser concerning the future of your red-headed classmate. 47 Found on the Bulletin-Board, on the eve of the Freshman-Senior Banquet. Ta.Ible Ediq eftte f®r ttlae Banqtaett 1. Don ' t try to eat the toasts; they are merely for the ears. 2. The forks which you will find at the left of the plates are for conveying different foods to the mouth. Be sure to use the right one. 3. Don ' t leave the table between courses. 4. Freshmen must not call for more milk, nor Seniors for greens, as they will have sufficient. 5. All expenses will be borne by the Fresh, so Seniors needn ' t call at office to pay bills. 6. Do not engage in conversation with the waiters, as they will doubtless be afforded enough amusement with- out this. 7. Freshmen!! Don ' t let anybody know you never went to a banquet before. If you get in a tight place, watch Mrs. Robertson. 8. Don ' t give yells between courses. 9. Don ' t try to satisfy your hunger during the first course, for there will be others. 10. By all means, don ' t fail to stop by Gardner ' s drug- store and buy a big bottle of Pain-Killer. 48 f -■ 5:S Motto; Nihil desperandum. Flower: Daisy. Colors : Gold and White. Yell. Rip, Rah, Roar ! Rip, Rah, Roar! Junior, Junior ! 1904! OFFICERS. Grace Rone President Emma Wii lis Vice-President Jessie Fuller Secretary Margaret Barnes Historian MEMBERS. Grace Rone Margaret Barnes IvIzzie Pruden Jessie Fuller Emma Renn Annie Johnson May Smith Mamie Gibson Ellen Thompson Agnes Moring Mamie Walker Edith Moring Emma Willis Bettie Lou Hester Irregular Juniors. Maud Satterfield Pattie Lee 50 •l%P . H -i [istory. ALTHOUGH we are an unlucky number — thir- teen — yet it is only in numbers that we are so. We are such a bright class that even the digni- fied Seniors are jealous of us, thanks to our famous basket-ball team. Our colors are gold and white, and our class flower is the modest daisy. Our motto is very appropriate, ' ' Nihil desperandum, for we are never daunted at anything, though we are all rather small as to stature. Grace Rone, our president, is truly the grace of our class, and those who do not know her might think her a dignified Senior. Emma Willis thinks it is as great an honor to be vice- president as president. One of her strictest rules is that she will not have a darling. Jessie Fuller, our secretary and treasurer, is the beauty of our class. We hope she will be so occupied with her duties as secretary that she will not spend the funds for stamps to write to Wake Forest. Agnes Moring .says she would not be an officer, as it would take too much of her time. She takes a great interest in the Y. W. C. A., and we are all sure Agnes would make a fine little missionary. May Smith is like the little girl with a curl on her forehead, except May ' s hangs gracefully oveT her shoulder. She is very fond of using big words, espe- cially around Freshmen, as she likes to see them open their eyes in astonishment. She thinks she is quite talented and expects when she leaves College to be quite an accomplished young lady. She delights the whole school with her bear stories. Edith Moring is the nightingale of our class. You would not expect any harm from modest little Edith, but we think the little quiet ones will do to watch. Emma Renn thinks herself the most famous of all the famous Juniors and tries to have all the dignity of a teacher. She now works all the originals in Geometry, but two. She will have to learn to work them all before she can ever be Math, teacher at G. F. C. Ellen Thompson, the old maid of the class, no doubt expects to read her thesis next June, as she takes every opportunity of reading aloud and also takes reading les- sons. Eizzie Pruden, our giggler, always greets )ou with a pleasant smile. She has a habit of laughing at all her bright remarks. She walks into the Latin room with an air that makes you think she can read the whole of Virgil. Annie Johnson is the student of the class. We all sincerely hope that Annie will not be gray-headed or too old to enjoy life again after she gets her diploma. Mamie Gibson can not bear for any one to get ahead of 52 her, so she is working hard trying to keep up with Miss Johnson. Mamie might do better work, though, if she did not get so many letters from Wofford — yet they are only cousins. Mamie Walker says she thinks it is as great an accom- plishment to know how to talk to the boys as it is to read I atin and work Geometry. Miss Walker does not board in the College, or she would have forgotten there were any boys before this. Pal tie Lee says if she were a graduate people would expect too much of her. We think the true reason is that if Pattie had the full course she would not have time to read her Trinity Archive, answer her letters, look for the express, and read the Monroe News. Maud Satterfield ' s highest ambition would be to be a Senior if she could reach that goal by an easy route. She is very proud of her Senior honors now (she has Senior history once a week). With this, one Junior study, and art, she is kept quite busy. Bettie Lou Hester is the sleepy-headed onc ' — it is quite impossible for her to get up before four o ' clock, even to get to her Chemistry lesson. The Juniors are glad on her account, only, that we do not have a Chemistry les- son to prepare but twice a week. Now I have as clearly and briefly as I could, related the prominent characteristics of each of the members of Class of ' 04, except one. I fear it would be difficult to do her justice. Her most distinguished features are her pretty blue eyes which look at you from over the tops of her spectacles, in a most charming manner, and seem to greet you with the question, ' Can you read your Latin? We put Margaret Barnes ' name last in this list of illustrious ones because a good beginning and a good ending make a good show. 53 (Written for the Annual by Jimmy Green, Poet Laureate of the Dismal Swamp.) . Oh! here ' s to the Sopliomore of nineteen and three 1 They are just as pretty as pretty can be : Such charming young faces, So full of the graces That go to make up our model ladee. Now, as you may know, they ' re exc eedingly wise. And never were daunted by losing a prize. Except one small cup The Fresh gobbled up And left them all standing with blared-open eyes. To say they are know-alls is putting it right ; Their volume of knowledge is just out of sight! They know all about it. So don ' t ever doubt it. That they are the brightest that ever came to light. But never you mind, say the Sophs of to-day, ' We, too, will be Seniors, when time rolls away, And then we ' 11 be teasing Those awfully pleasing Young Fresh and Sophomores that happen this way. ' (Only two sun-spots in this entire poem.) 54 fil . Colors : Navy Blue and White. Flower : White Rose. Motto : Quanti est sapere ! Yell. Nanghty-five ! Naughty-five ! Rah ! Rah ! Rah ! Sophomores ! Sophomores ! Ha ! Ha ! Ha ! OFFICERS. Carlotta Gilmore Angier President Bess Transou . .- Secretary-Treasurer Kate Montgomery Blanchard - Historian 56 ETHEL OLIVER LOUISE BROOKS CARLOTTA ANGIER KATE BLANOHARD BESS TRANSOU EMILY HALL HILDA SPRUILL LEILA BARNES LUCY TURNAGE ALTHOUGH the Class of 1905 does not equal, in numbers, tlie other classes of our school, yet we are striving to excel them in such points as scholarship and athletics, and we hope soon to show what we are able to do in these lines. Our existence as a class was begun with Miss Carlotta Angier as president and Miss lyinda Clement as secretary and treasurer. Thus our first year was very pleasantly spent in spite of t he trials and hardships which we endured as Freshmen. We found at the beginning of our second year that some of our number had not returned, but their places were soon filled by the new girls who had become mem- bers of our class. Miss Angier was again made presi- dent and Miss Bess Transou secretary and treasurer. In the fall term the Sophomore ball team won the right of entering the contest for the trophy-cup by making the required number of points in the preliminary games. We were defeated by our opponents, the Freshmen, who won the game in spite of the excellent playing of our team. In a literary way we were still more prominent, for at the beginning of the term one of our number, Miss Clement, was elected assistant editor of The Message. In our Junior year, which we are now looking forward to as the time when we .shall see still nearer us the goal for which we are striving, we hope to have most marked distinction in both the literary and athletic departments of our College. 58 .Xvffa -ul o (oKonnme. ' ' Vesliffli Colors: Red and White. Motto: Per angusta ad augusta. Flowhr: Red Carnation, Yell. Rah! Rahl Rah! Rix! Rix! Rixl We ' 11 be Seniors in 1 906. OFFICERS. Jane Pl.acide Stewart ■ President Lucy Neal Carr Vice-President Maude Pearson Angikr Secretary Nan Carr Heitman Treasurer MEMBERS. Maude Pearson Angier Bertha Ellis Dalton Myrtle Harris Sallie Nora Conerly Ada Goodwin Edwards Eleanor Jenkins Sarah Louise Connelly Lois Middleton Edwards Adeline Ritch Mayo Lucy Neal Carr Flora Temperance Ellis Georgia Helen Russell Cornelia Clegg Nan Carr Heitman Margaret Irene Royster Myrtle Cornatzer Zada May Hinshaw Emma Susan Schoolfield Mana Gladis Short Celia Miltiere Winslow Annie Hunt Wilson Jane Placide Stewart Margaret Nottingham Wilson Ethel Flowers Moore 60 FRESHMAN GLASS. I ' T IS with great pleasure that the historian of the Freshman Class gives a brief account of the joys and sorrows that have come to us this, our first college year. Our class was soon organized with twenty-three en- rolled. Miss Jane Stewart was elected president, and she has shown exceptional ability in this position. Miss Maude Angier was elected secretary. Miss Nan Heitman, treasurer, and Miss Annie Wilson, historian. We de- cided that our colors should be red and white, and our flower the red carnation. It will be remembered that we were received kindly by all the classes at the beginning of the term, but the Sophomores growing jealous of our spreading popularity, said that we showed signs of freshness and at once gave us a pretty fair salting. This, I fear, we did not take very kindly and at an early date we bade defiance to their basket-ball team. Fully persuaded of their victory, they eagerly complied with our challenge. Then followed a series of exciting games, in which the Freshmen bore the trophy-cup from the field. And I would add that the Sophomores have since been too busy (?) to play with us again. And now we are looking forward to the time when we too shall receive our sheepskins from Greensboro Female College. 62 peciaJ Motto: Ad Astra, per Aspera. Flower: Pansy. Colors: Royal Purple and Canary. Yell. Boom-a-laka ! Boom-a-laka ! Boom-a-laka-lee ! Hurrah for the Specials OfG. F. C! OFFICERS. Mary Elizabkth Windley President Hilda Davenport Vice-President Rena Mills Secretary and Treastt-rer Grace Marvin Ardrey LoRENA Nicholson Hinson Nannie Louise Bond Mary Lillington Hardin Hilda Davenport Frances Louise Jones RiDA Marie Derickson Addie Lea FoY Chantal Fike MEMBERS. Sallie Little Julia Belle Gibson Leila Elizabeth Little Lena Grimes Hettie Nicholson Lyon Nell Lanier Hester Mabel Frances Ellis Mary Elizabeth Montgomery Rena Mills Sallie McColeman Alice Oliver Delle vSwindell Maxie Henry ' Smith Modanya Williamson Mary Elizabeth Windley Katie Lee Hester Maggie Hester 64 Question : What two motions has the earth ? Freshman : Temporary and permanent. Sophomore : The earth has two motions : rotation and evolution. They cause heat and cold, night and day. Question : What is the pulse ? Sophomore : The pulse is a fluctuation of the blood caused by chewing tobacco. Junior: The pulse is a little muscle situated mainly in the wrist and used in determining the temperature. Question : Of what is linen made ? Freshman : Wax. Question : What important system was begun during the administration of Andrew Jackson ? Freshman: Solar system. Question : Describe the teeth. Sophomore : When first the teeth just come out of the gums they are covered with a membrance, but this soon wears off. This is what is meant when the Bible speaks of the skin of the teeth. Question : What is measured by troy weight ? Senior: Corn, cotton, feathers, and paper. Question: Parse, I et no man enter in on pain of death. Freshman: Let : imper., pres. tense, pass voice, sing, number; Let-let-let: noni. case, adverb. No: i;nper., present tense, passive voice, sing, number; No- no-no: objective case. Man: imper. mode, present ten.se, noun, nom. case. Teacher : What is the cau,se of snoring? Sophomore : The vibration of expiration. Teacher : What is the capital of Mar3dand? Freshman : The District of Columbia. 66 THE message staff MAY SMITH ANNIE JOHNSON NAN HEITMAN EMMA RENN ANNIE GIBSON NINA DAYVAULT BESS M ' DEARMAN MAMIE WINDLEY CARLOTTA ANGIER TESSIE EVANS .EJ.LEN THOMPSON GRACE RONE IRVING SOCIETY HALL. EMERSON SOCIETY HALL. tyo OFFICERS. Nina Lee Dayvault President Nan Bynum Warren Vice-President Lily Sherrod . Secretary Mamie Windley Corresponding Secretary Ruth Hughes Treasurer Carlotta Gilmore Angier Critic Annie Glenn Gibson Censor Louise Bond and Rena Mills Janitors MEMBERS. Miss Fannie Armfield Miss Bettie Armfield Carlotta Angier Maude Angier Louise Bond Margaret Barnes Lelah Barnes Kate Blanchard Annie Branson Lucy Carr Louise Connelly Etta Cordon Mrs. H. B. Craven Nina Dayvault Bertha Dalton Ada Edwards Lois Edwards Mabel Ellis Flora Ellis Miss Edna Fisher Jessie Fuller FOY FiKE Annie Gibson Julia Gibson Mamie Gibson Lena Grimes Emily Hall ZULA HiNSHAW Celia Winslow May Hinshaw Ruth Hughes Miss May Hendren Mary Hardin Frances Jones Annie Johnson Hettie Lyon Lelah Little Sallie Little Rena Mills Sallie McCallman Adeline Mayo Ethel Moore Agnes Moring Edith Moring Annie Miller Mrs. Lucy H, Robertson Mana Short Lily Sherrod May Smith Emma Schoolfield Delle Swindell Mrs. Dred Peacock Bessie Transou Emma Willis Mamie Windley Nan Warren Minnie V alker MyRTIE CORNATZiER 70 s-y BN the early days of our College previous to the year 1863, when it was burned, there were two literary societies, the Philomathesian and the Sigournean. For several years after the College was rebuilt there were no literary societies, but as time sped onward and every- thing was once again reestablished on a firm b 1 sis, the need of a literary society in the College was apparent. Miss Dora Jones, seriously realizing this great need, organized the Irving Iviternry Society of Greensboro Female College in 1882. This was the only society until 1890, when the Enierson I iterary Society was organized by Dr. Dixon, then president of the College. This was a great stimu- lus to the girls of our society, and notwithstanding the smaller membership, it caused the girls to take a deeper interest, and to be more loyal to their society. The society meets semi-monthly on Saturday evening. After the roll-call and the reading of the minutes, the program usually consists of instrumental and vocal mu-ic, recitations and debates. The debates are of . ' special in- terest and the discussions after the reading of the papers often furnish much amusement. Every fourth meeting is devoted to current topics. Papers based on the various up-to-date topics are prepared ;md read by different mem- bers. Sometimes the hour is spent in the study of some prominent man or movement. We find this very instruct- ive and interesting, as it brings us in closer touch with the events of the day. The Irving Hall is very handsomely furnished. Re- cently several improvements have been made which en- hance the beauty and attractiveness of our hall consider- ably. Among these we would mention a life-size oil portrait of Washington Irving. The unveiling of this magnificent portrait on the evening of January 9, 1903, was a most joyful occasion. Rev. T. A. Smoot, of Fay- etteville, delivered an address upon The American Ideal as Represented in Washington Irving. The loyalty of the raembers to their society is shown in the interest manifested by them and their willingness to perform whatever duties may be required of them. The social spiiit is very prevalent and commendable. So deep is this spirit infused that our society may be said to border on to a sorority. The officers of the society are elected every three months. The president must be a member of the Senior Class ; the other officers may be elected from any class. We always try to elect such officers as we think best qualified for their respective duties, and have been very successful during the past. The officers at present are as follows: Miss Nina Dayvault, president; Miss Warren, vice-president ; Miss Sherrod, secretary ; Miss Hughes, 71 treasurer; Miss Angier, critic; Miss Gibson, censor. Several of the above officers have served the entire 3 ' ear. Under their direction the society has constantly developed and has enjoyed a year of peace and progress. Indeed, we consider our society a very important factor in our College course. When we assemble in our society hall at the close of every two weeks we feel that we are brought apart from the world of studies and are more in touch with the outside world. 72 NeIvL Norine Nklson , President Bessie McDearman Vice-President Letitia Evans Secretary Alice Audrey Treasurer Grace Rone Critic Mabel Coltrane Censor LORENA HinsonJ Janitors Klla Jenkins | Alice Ardrey Grace Ardrey Miss Ethel Blalock Prof. H. B. Craven Miss Chadwick Mabel Coltrane Sallie Conerly Cornelia Clegg Alice Craven Miss Martha Dozier Rida Derickson Hilda Davenport Letitia Evans Lorena Hinson Nan Heitman Bettie Lou Hester Nellie Hester Ella Jenkins Addie Lee Pattie Lee Annie Wilson Lizzie Montgomery Bessie McDearman Nell Nelson Alice Oliver Ethel Oliver Prof. Parker Dr. Peacock John Peacock Odell Peacock Miss Annie Pegram Modanya Williamson Helen Russell Grace Rone Emma Renn Janie Stewart Miss Rachel Sims Maude Satterfield Maxie Smith Ellen Thompson Lucy Turnage Margaret Wilson 73 THK Emerson Literary Society was organized in 1890, under the direction of Dr. B. F. Dixon, who was then president of Greensboro Female College. Previous to this time there had been only one society, the Irving, which was organized in 1882. Dr. Dixon had an excellent reason for organizing another society. He saw that with no competition the spirit of the old organization was ebbing greatly and that by organizing a new society in opposition to this the sluggish members of the old would be stimulated to more activity. So, with a few willing and loyal workers and with Miss Bertha Lee as president, the Emerson Society began its career. During the first years, when the Society had no hall, the meetings were held in the girls ' parlor, but it became too small as the membership increased and gave a good deal of trouble, as the janitors had to carry chairs from the dining-room to accommodate the girls, so they deter- mined to have a hall for their own special use. They then asked for the room parallel with the Irving Society Hall. This room was given them and they immediately set about furnishing it. Among the first purchases made were a carpet and a number of chairs. Gradually the necessary pieces of fur- niture were added until now it is a well-furnished hall. The society meets semi-monthly. Programs are ar- ranged by the vice-president for these meetings, which consist of instrumental and vocal music, recitations, read- ings, and debates, varied occasionally by an interesting talk or reading from one of our honorary members. If a regular member fails to do the duty that is assigned her she is rewarded with a fine. At the present there are forty-three members, including the honorary members, who are Dr. Peacock, Mi.ss Pegram, Miss Sims, Mr. Parker, Mr. Craven, Miss Alice Craven, Miss Odell Peacock, and Master John Peacock. The officers are as follows : Miss Nelson, president ; Miss McDearman, vice-president; Miss Evans, secretary; Miss Alice Ardrey, treasurer; Miss Coltrane, censor; Miss Rone, critic, and Misses Hinson and Jenkins, jan- itors. The Emerson Society has done wonderfully well to be no older than it is. It began under difiiculties, but has thrown them off one by one, until now it is as strong and 74 steady as the older society. It is one of the sources of help and improvement to the girls. The many little rules, which they will have to observe carefully, help them in their life after they leave College. Also the duties that the members are required to perform give them self- reliance and teach them how to conduct themselves in similar meetings. The society is also a source of recrea- tion and pleasure. It is a pleasant breaking-in to the routine of school work. And now, at the closing of the old term, when the old officers retire for new ones, we hope they will be inspired with fresh zeal and ardor and make the meetings as inter- esting and instructive as heretofore. 75 . ' :l% N THE side of one of the beaut3 ' -famed mountains of Western North Carolina, one afternoon last summer, a girl could be seen sitting, and beside her a man. This was a peculiar pair — Nan Viput and Phil Mason — so different in everything that it seemed almost ridicu- lous to call them friends. Yes, they were entirely different. She was young, beautiful, vivacious, and everywhere she went carried with her the sunshine of her merry, happ3 ' disposition, which never failed to captivate every one she ■came in contact with. Every one, young and old alike, declared her the most fascinating creature in the world. Although Nan fully realized her power of fascination and magnetism, yet she was sweet and lovable, and most of the time kind. At times she could not resist the temptation to be mean and cruel to some man, just be- cause — she knew she could be. Her chief delight was to make Mr. Melancholy, as she called Phil, forget him- self and be happy and gay, and then to cause him pain. Yes, Nan was a wicked little thing, and so frivolous that it seemed at times as though she never had a serious thought in her life. Different indeed was Phil. He was a matured man, strong and vigorous in character as well as body, yet not handsome, although no one could ever look in his steady, thoughtful, brown eyes and call him ugly- All his life he had been a hard, earnest student. and consequently took a very serious view of life. Up to the time he had met Nan Viput, three years before, his life had been dreary and uneventful, but since then he had lived happily in the warmth of her friendship. Nan had been his true friend now for three years and had actually written to him once a week during the whole two years of his stay in Germany. This was something wonderful for Nan, for of all things she despised to do, writing was the most detested. Yes, the friendship and comradeship existing between these two was rather remarkable. On his arrival in America, Phil hastened immediately to the Eand of the Sky, where Nan was, and so a week later we find them together on the mountain. For some time they sat there watching the glorious sunset which cast a brilliant glow over everything and lay reflected in the little rivulet below them, making it ap- pear a lambent river of fire. As they gazed on this great and gorgeous picture made and fashioned by the great Master Artist, they seemed struck dumb with the beauty of it all. Finally, Phil rose and said, Come, Nan, let ' s go; I ' m hungry. ' ' No, I ' m not read} ' ; but if j ' ou are so filled with the unconquerable desire for food and are so afraid of lo,sing your supper, you may go on and leave me here alone, 77 she said, as she thumped the tnrf with the end of her pretty red parasol. I ' m sorry you are so bored, she added, spitefully. Nan ! said he, thoughtfully. I know you think I ' m wholly dependent on you for all my pleasure up here. Perhaps you think I can ' t get along at all without you, but I can, and most likely you won ' t be bothered with me much more, as Charlie is coming to-morrow. Why don ' t you go on, Phil? All this Nan said with that teasing little tone peculiarly her own and one which never failed to irritate Phil Mason. All the while she was peeping from under her fairylike white chiffon hat to see how he was taking it, and as she saw the expression of pain that passed over his face it almost made her afraid of herself — for she saw that she had such power over this large, strong, brave man. As she sat there looking at him she became aware, for the first time, of his fine physique, his strong, noble face and his determined mouth and chin. At that mo- ment she was almost ready to acknowledge that she loved him. At last Phil turned to her and said almost fiercely, so great was his longing to tell her all: Nan, you are the most aggravating girl I ever saw, and sometimes I really believe you have no heart at all. But come he added, firmly, as he took her gently by the hands and raised her to her feet, we must be going back. Well, I ' m ready now, said Nan, as she started on ahead of him, swinging her parasol in the air. Mr. Mason, you had better hurry, for your supper must have been ready an hour ago, she called back as she looked over her shoulder at him with a saucy, mocking smile. When they parted on the hotel porch she said with unusual seriousness : Phil, I know I am hateful, but I just can ' t help it, and — and you are so funny, she added, with such a silvery little laugh that Phil had to- laugh, too, although he had no idea why. But, Phil, you mustn ' t think I ' m so awfully bad, for you know she stopped here, and darted up the steps, but before she had gone far she called back to him : Good-bye, Mr. Melancholy, I ' ll be ready in less than an hour. And waving her hand, she was gone. Phil stood and watched the pretty creature — half woman, half child- — while she ascended the stairs, smiling and bowing to some acquaintance at every step. A happy, amused smile parted his lips. Yet Phil was not happy ! He took his seat in the cool twilight and gave himself up wholly to his misery. What can be the ma ter with Nan? he thought. She used to be sa sweet and kind to me, but now she is so changed. What can be the cause? By Jove, he murmured, I will find out. I will tell her all to-night and learn whether she loves me or not. But she can ' t, for if she did she would never treat me as she does. Yes, I will know ! He came down on the arm of the chair with his clenched fist. Could Phil have seen from the back of his head he might have learned then whether or not Nan loved him, for she stood there behind him with a great loving kindness and tenderness shining in her large innocent blue eyes. 78 However, an hour later found these two seated side by side in Phil ' s little runabout, riding slowly up the mountains. It was a perfect night. The white moon- light flooded everything and all was quiet and calm. So still and silent that it seemed as if the whole world and all within it were dead but Nan and Phil. There was a breathless hush over everything, and even the little birds which had so unceasingly filled the woods with their love-songs all day had gone to sleep. Not one sound could be heard save that made by the wheels as they rolled over rocks and stones. Finally Nan began to talk and hardly stopped for breath, or so it seemed to Phil. He could think only of his love for her and how he was to tell her of it, consequently was not listening to her ceaseless babble at all. Finally, she turned to him with a wicked little gleam in her eyes and said, Don ' t you think so? He straightened himself up and an- swered stupidly, What did 5 ' ou say. Nan? I really wasn ' t listening. Well, I like thai! she returned, as she tossed her head back and tilted her dainty chin in the air with all the mock dignity of an offended queen. Nan, I have something to tell you. I isten to me ! No, I ' m not. You didn ' t listen to me and so I ' m not going to listen to you, either. I ' m sure what I said was quite as important as anything you can say. But, Phil, she continued, as she changed her tone, please finish that story you were telling me about Germany. I ' m just dying to hear the rest of it. Nan, I believe you already know what I want to tell you and that ' s the reason you are acting so mean. What? I know? She looked at him with such a puzzled little look in her pretty blue eyes that he, man- like, was convinced that the little pretender did not know. You must think I ' m a mind-reader, Phil. By the way, mind- reading is a peculiar ihing, isn ' t it ? I don ' t understand it at all, do you? No, Nan, and I don ' t want to, Phil answered, impatiently. ' ' I would a thousand times rather under- stand But, Phil, you ought to know something about it. Well, I don ' t. Nan. Ever since I met you two years ago Now, Phil, for goodness ' sake don ' t begin to talk about time, for you always do get it mixed up. You know very well it has been over three years since you first met me. Then you were only thirty and not at all baldheaded, she said lightly, as she tapped the horse with the whip. For some time after this they rode on in silence, but Nan broke the silence by saying : A penny for your thoughts ! What are they, Phil? Guess! He thought to himself : Now is my time to tell her. Guess, Nan, who I am thinking of. Oh, let me see, she said as she turned and gazed hard into his eyes. Pie at once was seized with a great desire to take her into his arras and tell her how his heart was yearning for her. 79 I see, Nan went on, while she nodded her pretty head as though she had just found out. You were thinking of — of — of how cold your supper was to-night. Phil broke into a hearty laugh, but added hastily in a low determined voice : ' ' No, Nancy, I was thinking of — I was thinking about you, little girl. Goodness! Look, Phil ! A shooting star ! Oh, it ' s gone now ! You are too slow. ' ' Yes, by Jove, I am; but I ' ve got to the point at last, and now you ' ve got to listen. Nan, believe me, I love you ! You are my life, my all ! You have brought a warmth, a gladness, and a sun.shine into my heart that no one else could ever bring. All my life I have been dreaming of you and waiting for you and now I have found you — you, my little Nancy ! At first I thought it was the love of friendship, but it wasn ' t, little one; it was a deeper, holier love ! Nan, tell me, do you love me? I love you so ! he breathed. All the strong love of this strong man ' s nature sounded in his burning words of love. For pity ' s sake, Phil, that ' s my hand when you get through with it, Nan said in a weak voice, as she tried to pull her hand away. Phil had now made up his mind and all the powers of earth couldn ' t stop him until he got his answer. I ' m waiting for my answer, Nan, he said slowly, though tenderly. Do you love me or not? tell me ! Oh, dear, I ' m so cold, Nan whispered, as she nes- tled closer to liim. Let ' s go back. His arm encircled her waist ; he drew her gently to him and murmured : ' Look at me, little sweetheart, and let me read my answer in the dearest, sweetest pret- tiest pair of eyes in the world ! He gently raised her bowed head and as he gazed into the depths of those deep blue eyes he knew that life was to be for him that of his happiest dreams. Now, little girl, give me my answer. You haven ' t told me yet that you will be my wife. But you will won ' t you, Nancy ? You will be my little wife? Nan ' s head was buried on Phil ' s shoulder, and her answer is the secret of his coat collar. E. F. C. 80 Nina lyEE Dayvault President Letitia Evans Vice-President Annie Mieeer ., Recording Seoetary Annie Gibson Corresponding Secretary Margaret Barnes ..,.,.. Treasurer Carlotta Gilmore Angier Martha Dozier Kate Beanchard Etta Cordon Ruth Hughes Zula Hinshaw Eeeen Thompson 8i YOUNG WOMEN ' S CHRISTIAN ASSOCIATION. THE organization of the Young Women ' s Christian Association has filled a long-felt need in the col- leges of our land. It is a work ' ' by young women for young women, and is planned so as to bring into active service every young woman who shows a desire to become a Christian worker. An association was organ- ized in Greensboro Female College in the year 1896 with Miss Ava Long Fleming as president. She was sent to represent us at the Southern Conference of Young Women ' s Christian Associations, held at Asheville, N. C, during the summer of the same y. ar. For ten days each year, represen ' atives from associations all over our Southland meet at Asheville for instruction from secretaries who have been thoroughly trained in Christian work. Each summer since 1896 we have sent the president and sometimes other officers of our association to this great conference and they have come back each time with new plans and renewed enthusiasm to infuse new life into our work. The past summer six delegates went from our association to this conference. This fact shows the increased interest in the work. Each year a trained secretary visits our College for several days. While in our midst she meets the various committees, giving iliem most helpful suggestions for carrying on the departments of work under their care. We are also affiliated with the American committee feder- ated with the World ' s Young Women ' s Christian Associa- tion, the World ' s Christian Student Federation. Miss Fleming was succeeded in ofEce by Miss Maude England in 1897 ; that year showed an increase in inter- est in the work. Miss Elma Cole was elected president in 1898 ; Miss Martha Dozier succeeded her in 1899, Miss Simmons lyambeth in 1900, Miss Lottie Barnes in 1901, and Miss Nina Dayvault in 1902. During the year the work has developed and deepened, the Bible Study Department has enlarged, missionary interest increased, and the spiritual influence has been far-reaching. Every student but one has identified herself with the association. The officers for the coming year are as follows : Miss Ellen Thompson, president ; Miss Jessie Fuller, vice- president ; Miss Emma Willis, secretary; Miss May Smith, corresponding secretary. As the work has grown from year to year, new depart- ments have been added until now there are eleven com- mittees, bringing about seventy girls into committee work. The Devotional Committee supervises the religi- ous meetings held in the chapel every Thursday evening and the daily prayer-meetings held each morning before breakfast. No department of the work has done more to develop leaders than has the Bible Study Department, added in 1901. Classes are led by the students themselves for de- 83 votional Bible study. Over half the students in College were enrolled in these classes during the past year. Greensboro Female College has long stood for missions, and the Missionary Committee still enlists the hearts of our girls in this great movement. The committee on Intercollegiate Relations keeps the association members in touch with the work in other fields, and the Social Department tries to set before the girls true ideals of social life, to show them that there is a plane on which sets and rings are disregarded; that we are all children of one Father, working together with one com- mon aim in view — the promotiop of Christ ' s kingdom. Our Young Women ' s Christian Association, though young in years, has touched the lives of many young women who have gone out from their ' ' College Home ' ' to hold places of trust in the State. It has stood, and will ever stand, with outstretched hand to help the daughters of G. F. C. 84 [ow Tfiiiree Fllncla Fiesads Canae to Griefo Once upon a midnight dreary We were sitting yawning, weary, ' Round the candle on the floor Playing Flinch and nothing more. When suddenly there came a tapping, Then there was a louder rapping. Yes, much louder than before. Rapping on our chamber door. Immediately began a blowing Of the candle, dimly glowing On the polished oaken floor. Out it went, light was no more. Down we threw our frightened faces. Without thought of pose or graces, On the Flinch piles on the floor. This we did and budged no more. Now the stranger stopped no longer. But with anger growing stronger, She flung wide our chamber door, Striding straight across the floor. ' Girls, where are the matches? quoth she, ' Get them out; you can not fool me. But no sound came from the floor. There was silence, nothing more. But she still stood while staring Until some one scarcely daring. Whispered faintly, trembling sore : ' Of the matches we ' ve no more. ' Who ' re the strangers with you stopping. With their daring overtopping Anything I ' ve heard before? Quoth she, sternly, from the door. 85 When we told her, trembling, fearing. She with words ' both scorching, searing, Left us prostrate on the floor. With the words, Do so no more. For some time we lay thsre shaking, And with limbs so badly quaking We could not rise from the floor Where we ' d fallen near the door. In the morning we went stealing At the feet of teachers kneeling. Praying, Pardon us once more. As you ' ve often done before. But the teachers did not soften — We had done it once too often ; We must now do it no more. Five demerits ! was sore J A. A., R. D., B. M. MONA was cleaning the silver, clad in a broad- checked apron that came quite up to her dimpled chin and quite down tj the hem of her blue flannel dress. Her hair was a dusky bronze, and her eyes were dark gray. Her skin was soft and fine and looked almost colorless against the bright red of the dearest little mouth in the world. Dora Gray, her older sister, was the beauty of the family, however. Dora had been in Mrs. I amont ' s tableaux the night before and had, in consequence, come down to a late breakfast, feeling very cross. She lounged gracefully over her coffee and boiled egg, which was set out on a little stand by the fireplace. Unlike Mona, she was a tall, statuesque blonde, with a face colored like an exquisite flower. Mrs. Gray was sewing at the window, and Aunt Catherine Holmes occupied the corner of the fireplace, with her knitting. There ' s the postman, Mrs. Gray remarked, from her seat by the window, and she glanced toward Mona, who obediently laid down her silver and went out. She was back in an instant. A letter for you, Aunt Cathy, and one for you, too, mamma. This concerns you, girls, said Mrs. Gray, handing a square, cream-tinted envelope to Dora, who exclaimed, Invhations to Mrs. Eugene Armstrong ' s masked ball. Isn ' t that fine ! Constance Armstrong told me all about it last night. It is given in honor of Mrs. Armstrong ' s brother, Louis Ashley, who has just returned from college. Connie is quite wild over him — says he is so handsome and enormously wealthy. I must have a new costume, mother, dear. Yes, said Mrs. Gray, sighing, I suppose it is unavoidable. Let me see, mused Dora, I think I shall have a Psyche dress, all white, with silver Greek borders, and wear my silver girdle. That will be lovely, broke in Mona, eagerly, but what shall I wear, sister? You? said Dora, in surprise. Are y ou going? I didn ' t know, and she glanced at her mother. I don ' t see how I can afford two dresses, said Mrs. Gray, with a worried look, and your sister is the oldest. O mamma, pleaded Mona, I haven ' t been any- where in so long. I wish it were possible, my child, but — Mona, said Dora, sharply, how can you, when you know — Oh, well ! if you are going to be a baby and cry, as Mona ran out of the room in tears. I think you are tlie one who ought to be ashamed, Dora, said Aunt Catherine, speaking for the first time. 86 Why can ' t you stay at home this once? You have been to four entertainments during the last two weeks, and Mona has stayed at home. And I must say she works like a slave for you — while you — Here Dora flounced indignantly out of the room. And I don ' t see what you can be thinking of, Sister Maria, to make such a difference between the two girls. You don ' t understand, was Mrs. Gray ' s reply. I am in such straitened circumstances, and I can not afford evening dresses for both of them. Mona is so much the youngest, and is not really in society yet This is Dora ' s second season, and I am anxious for her to make a good match. Then it will be Mona ' s time. I do not mean to be unkind to the child. And Mrs. Gray looked appealingly at her sister, but Miss Cathe- rine, having had her say, knitted into a dignified silence. Several girls dropped in that evening and the chief topic of conversation was the ball. Ella Adderton, Dora ' s particular friend, was first. Only think, girls, she said, they are going to have music from Baltimore, and a caterer from New York will furnish the supper. I shall keep my costume a secret, said Teila Armstrong, who came later, and who told all that her sister had planned to have. But I ' 11 tell you, Mona, for I want you to select something that will correspond .with mine. Of course we will be together a great deal. I am not going, Mona tried to answer cheerfully. Not going, Mona ! Iveila looked almost angry. Mother thinks I am too young to go into society yet, was the reply. I eila started to say more, but catching her sister ' s eye, stopped in time. Good-bye, said Constance. Come, Leila, we must be going. Dora ' s dress came home the afternoon before the party. She dres.sed early in the evening and lighted all the spare lamps in the house to see the effect. The soft, clinging, white drapery, with its quaint silver borders, was simply caught on the shoulders with old silver clasps, leaving bare her exquisite arms and neck, and falling in classic folds to the floor. Her fair hair was fastened in a low Greek knot, and she looked the very embodiment of immortal youth and loveliness. Mona, sitting on the ledge of the great stairway window, watching the afterglow of the sunset, gave a start as the lovely vision in white and silver came down the hall towards her, and exclaimed, ' ' O Dora, you are so lovely ! Dora laughed and raising a small white satin masque, fastened it on. ' ' Do you think any one will know me? she asked. Of course, replied Mona, promptly. No one else in the world could look half so beautiful. Dora ' s selfish heart was touched. Thank you, dear, she said, coming to Mona ' s side. I wish you were going. But never mind ! When I am safely married off to Mr. Somebody or Other, you will have your time. Mrs. Gray came up the stairs at that moment with a note in her hand. Mona, said she, Leila Arm- 87 strong has written begging you to come over and spend the night. She has sprained her ankle and can ' t go to the ball. Run and get ready. She has sent the carriage for you. You can console each other, she added, kiss- ing Mona before she ran off for her hat. The maid at Mrs. Armstrong ' s who answered the bell hurried Mona right up-stairs to the girls ' room. Con- stance was standing before the mirror in a superb eas ' ern dress and I,eila sat in a low chair near. What a darling you were to come, she said, kissing her friend affectionately. I have such a plan for you — but first look at my new dress and pity me for not being able to wear it. Isn ' t it pretty ? It was spread out on the bed, a mass of pink and white with a splendid court train, and altogether looked like a rose in bloom. It was Cinderella ' s ball dress, complete even to the tiny little glass slippers, cunningly imitated in bead-work. Mona examined it with girlish delight. Put it on, Mona, dear, coaxed Leila. I am crazy to see how it looks and I can ' t stand even a moment on this foot. Oh, yes, it will fit; we are just of a size. Comehere, Mary, and play fairy godmother to Cinderella. Mary was a skilful maid, and in a short time the dress was on and she knelt to adjust the little slippers. No one in town could step into my shoes but you, said Leila, surveying her little foot complacently. Now, turn round and look at yourself How pretty you are! said Constance. Now, I am going to take you to Hattie ' s ball in Leila ' s place. No, I won ' t take a denial. Bring our wraps, Mary. Don ' t say you won ' t go, pleaded Leila. It was ray plan and I shall be so provoked if you don ' t. When the others unmask you can go to the dressing-room and Mary will be there to bring you here. To-morrow you can go home and who will be the wiser? So run away, little Cinderella, and enjoy yourself till the clock strikes twelve. Do tell me, said Sir Launcelot, who is that little princess in pink that you were waltzing with a few min- utes ago? She is as pretty as a rosebud. I want an introduction. I am completely mystified myself, said his majesty, King Arthur. She is the only lady in the room that I have not recognized. Cinderella passed just then and dropped her bunch of pink roses at Sir Launcelot ' s feet, who immediately sprang to pick it up. Thanks, murmured Cinderella, extending her hand. How awkward of me. But Sir Launcelot held the flowers out of her reach. Give me the waltz you refused me just now in exchange for them, he laitghed. Will you? he pleaded, bending his fair head over her brown one, which just reached to his shoulder. Why, yes, she answered, merrily. Perseverance deserves reward. The handsome knight was decidedly smitten. He fol- lowed the little rose-maiden like her shadow all the even- ing. Who is my partner ? whispered Cinderella to Con- stance once as she passed. ' ■ Why, my dear, it is Louis Ashley, the hero of the evening, Constance whispered back. It was growing late, and Mona was wondering how she was to make her exit before the time to unmask. Sir Ivauncelot had enthroned her in a rustic chair in the conservatory, which was deserted by all except them- selves. He had removed his mask and was earnestly entreating Mona to do the same. Do let me see your face, he said. It lacks but ten minutes to the time for unmasking, anyway. And tell me your name. You have acknowledged that you know mine, so it is but fair that you should tell me yours. But I shall always think of you as a little rose-maiden. Give me just one rose ; they just match the color of your cheeks, and tell me that I may take you in to sup- per. I am just Cinderella, and perhaps I shall vanish like my namesake when the clock strikes twelve. Then I should seek until I found you, like the prince in the fairy story, he rejoined, eagerly. Won ' t you give me the rose I asked for? He was superbly handsome and very much in earnest. How shall I ever get rid of him? thought Mona, despairingly. Then aloud, very sweetly, I am very warm, she said, and I left my fan in the music-room. Bring it to me, please, and you shall have the rose you asked me for. The guests were moving toward the supper-room when he emerged from the conservatory. He found the fan and hurried back, but Cinderella was gone — vanished like the Cinderella in the story, and the only token of her presence was the little pink rose he had asked for lying on the rustic chair where she had been sitting. Soon after the ball the girls, Mona and Dora, were taking tea at Constance Armstrong ' s. Mona and Leila had been out to watch the sunset, and when they came back they found out that two gentlemen had come in their absence. Mona ' s cheeks were like roses when Con- stance ' s voice announced, Mr. Hurst and Mr. Ashley, my friend, Miss Mona Gray. Then the couples paired ofE for a walk in the moon- light, and Mr . Ashley immediately took possession of Mona. Miss Gray, he said, with grave courtesy, I have often wished to meet you again that I might apologize for my persistency on the night of the ball. I did not realize what an unmitigated bore I was making of myself until I found that you had fled to escape me. Mona ' s cheeks burned and I could not hear what she said, but I guess she explained everything satisfactorily, for a year from that lime there was a regular rose wed- ding at Mrs. Gray ' s. This time, however, Mona was a little white rose instead of a pink one. t eaiiffli NSLL Nelson Captain Bess McDearmak Basket Man Minnie Walket ' Basket Man Nell Nelson Guard Ruth Hughes Guard Lily Sherrol Field Man Nina Dayvault ' . Field Man Alice Ardrey Center lyUCY Carr Captain May Hinshaw Basket Man Lucy Carr Basket Man Maude Angier . . . Guard Celia Winslow Guard Maxie Smith Field Man Margaret Wilson Field Man Grace Ardrey Center 92 BASKET-BALL TEAMS. M)S Emma Willis Captain Bettie Lou Hester Emma Willis Basket Men Agnes Moring Mamie Gibson Guards Grace Rone Edith Moring Field Men Margaret Barnes Center Bess Transou Captain Kate Blanchard Bess Transou Basket Men Alice Oliver Hilda Spruil Guards Lelah Barnes Emily Hall Field Men Carlotta Angier Center 94 BASKET-BALL TEAMS. THE Athletics of G. F. C. is decidedly one of its most important branches. Every girl, even if she does not play basket-ball, takes the greatest interest in it and in her class team. In the fall of 1902 we decided to play a match game on Thanksgiving day. The teams to play were decided by a number of games between the class teams and the two winning the greatest number of games were allowed to contest their valor and skill upon the appointed day. Wonderful to relate, the Freshmen and Sophomore teams won the greatest number and were therefore considered as candidates for the championship. The eventful day arrived and although the weather was unfavorable, the spirits of the players were not daunted. Promptly at four o ' clock the spectators gath- ered on the campus to witness this exhibition of strength and skill. Class feeling ran high and everywhere were flaunted the class colors, red and white for the Freshmen and blue for the Sophomores. (If I mistake not, the red and white predominated.) The Freshmen considered themselves very fortunate in having that august body, the Senior Class, to root for them, while the Sophomores thought themselves equally honored in having the Juniors on their side. A great shout went up when the teams appeared. In front of the Freshmen came two noble Seniors bearing aloft a flaming banner emblazoned with the figures 06. Cheer after cheer rent the air as the teams followed, headed by the captains and running to the field in true athletic style. After a few preliminaries the game began. From the very first the Freshmen showed admirable skill and dex- terity. A slight snowstorm while the game was in prog- ress only heightened their ardor. They played as only Freshmen and Sophomores can play, and when time was called it was found that the Freshmen had won, thus showing themselves possessed of great physical as well as mental power. The score stood 11 to 7, and the Fresh- men were declared the champion basket-ball players of G. F. C. The enthusiastic crowd then adjourned to the CoHsge, where Mrs. Robertson, in words befitting the occasioii, presented the victorious team with the silver trophy-cup, to be held by them so long as they remain the champions, which, we have no doubt, will be for the next three years. 96 TENNIS CLUB. Faculty Kecital. mj Instrumental solo Miss Rawe Vocal solo Mr. Parker Instrumental solo Miss Rawe Sonata Miss Blalock Vocal solo Miss Rawe February Twenty-sixth, Instrumental duet Misses Wilson and Blanchard Vocal solo Miss Nelson Vocal trio Misses Windley, Heitman, E. Moring Instrumental duet _ Misses Renn and Gibson Vocal solo Miss Mills Vocal solo Miss Cordon Mr. Perry ' s Recital 98 JACK CAMPUS SCENES. Jipril 1 T was the last night of Commencement, 1900, at Greensboro Female College. Everywhere bright lights were flashing and merry voices resounded in every possible nook and corner — the chapel, parlors, halls, and verandas were filled with boys and girls happily telling that ' same old story, ever new. Quarter to twelve, flights out in fifteen minutes ! •called out the president. Then followed a general con- fusion of good-byes, wishes for a pleasant vacation and safe return in September. There was one couple who seemed not to have heard the president ' s voice, nor to have observed the confusion and noise around them — they were sitting in the window on the first floor, just at the foot of the stairs, earnestly talking. And you will return in the fall? he asked, gazing down into the sweet face of the girl beside him. Oh, yes, she said, laughing. One more year of imp risonment, and then I shall be free forever? How grand ! And may I see you often when you return? he asked, with a note of pleading in his voice Yes; I will get mamma to write me a special per- mission to s ejou. And you know, .she said, drawing herself up with mock dignity, I will be a Senior then — Oh, pshaw ! there goes the ' wink ' and we must say good-bye. Well, good-bye, Miss Davis ; I trust that you may spend a pleasant lioliday. Be sure to come back. She held out her hand to him, with a winning smile and said, ' ' Should you happen to come anywhere near Piney Hollow this summer, do come to see us ; we shall be charmed to see you. Thank you with all my heart, he replied; and pressing her little hand, he added, May I write to 3 ' ou sometimes? Oh, yes, if you wish, she replied ; and he was gone. Mr. Randolph! Mr. Randolph! she called after him, and just as he stepped out on the walk she over- took him. Here is something for you, she said, hold- ing out a little flower to him ; only a white carnation, and yet it will do to remind you of to-night. Thank you! he murmured, and pressing the little flower to his lips, he asked, May I — ? but Mildred was gone. She flew up the steps, down the hall, and into her room. Oh, girls, I have been talking to that Mr. Ran- dolph we have seen at church so many times, and he is the cutest man on earth, I know. He wants to write to me ; is going to send me some flowers, and says he is going to call on me just as soon as I return in the fall. Isn ' t that grand? Mildred, I wish you wouldn ' t talk so much ; nobody else gets a chance to say a word when you are around, Margaret Nelson put in. I caught a fellow, too, and he is the handsomest thing I ever saw — red hair, freckled face, cross-eyed, and tongue-tied. Of all the ugly mortals, he is the ugliest ! I stood him just as long as I could, and then I shook him oif on Mae. ' ' Yes, you did ; and I have been wishing him at the bottom of the sea ever since. Now, Mildred, please you and Margaret stop talking about your beaux and let ' s go to sleep. Margaret, you ought to be willing to let me rest after the trouble you have given me to-night. I ' m going to sleep, myself. Good night ! ' ' Soon the lights were out, and not a sound was to be heard, save an occasional whisper and giggle from Mar- garet and Mildred ' s bed. i ;| !; 5); Vacation came and went, and before Mildred Davis realized it she was in Greensboro again. Just as she was entering the station she heard some one say, How do you do. Miss Davis? and, turning, saw that it was Jack Randolph. So glad to see you, and is it all right about the permission? Yes, certainly, she answered with a laugh. !; l l= The year passed rapidly away, and it was the last night of Commencement, igoi. The grand concert was in full sway and the chapel was packed to its utmost. Mildred Davis and Margaret Nelson stood in the back of the chapel, anxiously searching for some one. Don ' t you see him a nywhere? inquired Mildred. No, I don ' t, Mildred; and I don ' t care, for I am tired of hearing about Jack, Jack — nothing but Jack all the time. If he wants to see you he will look for you. Oh ! exclaimed Mildred, after a long silence, I do not believe this old thing is ever going to end. ; i The last number on the program had just been fin- ished when Mildred felt some one touch her on the arm, and, looking up, she met the eyes of Jack Randolph. % % % : - % They were sitting in the window on the first floor, just at the foot of the stairs. Again the president called out, Quarter of twelve, flights out in fifteen minutes ! and everything became noise and confusion ; but, as Mildred arose. Jack said, Wait a little while, d earest. Dook at me ; speak to me again and make me sure that it is all real. It seems as if it were all a dream ; as if it could not be true. I have longed for and thought of this so long that it seems unreal yet. Tell me once again that you belong to me ; that you are my own little Mildred. Jack, I am yours forever, she whispered, and I will love you always, she added, with a smile. 103 ' And when shall it be, sweetheart? Say that you will come to me in Decetnber. Yes, Jack; it shall be as you wish — in December. Pressing her hand in a last good-bye, he said, I love you, Mildred! my Mildred ! ! 1 The moonlight was lying broad and calm on the still, motionless Pamlico River, silvering the pine trees massed against the sky on its further bank. A light breeze quivered through the leaves of the great oak trees, and, save for this and the splash of an oar in the river now and then and the merry voices of boys and girls gliding by, the two sitting at the foot of the old oak tree, over- looking the river, were unconscious of everything except their own existence. Mildred sat leaning her head against a tree, gazing far out on the water, which lay a great shimmering sheet before her. Richard Montgom- ery sat gazing on her and thinking of the happy times they had spent on this same spot, before Mildred had gone ofF to college. He was thinking how she had loved him then, but how she had gone away from him and had given to another what he had hoped to gain. He was also thinking as he looked on her how beautiful she had grown ; how enchanting she looked with her white shawl lying loosely around her shoulders and the moonlight playing on her golden hair. I can not stand it, he thought, I must tell her all. Mildred, he asked, are you really going to marry Jack Randolph in December? She turned and looked at him, then bursting into a merry laugh, she said, Why, of course I ' m not. That was only a schoolgirl flirtation. We have played ' quits ' for good. Mildred, when are you going to leave off such child- ish things? Well, I don ' t exactly know. Now, perhaps. He took her hand in his and, gazing into her eyes, said, Mildred, I love you, and it useless for me to repeat the same thing that I have told you so often before ; but the thing I want t o know is, do you love me, or whom do you love ? ' ' Whom do I love? I et me see she said as she passed her hand across her brow, Why, Dick, I believe it is you. 104 ffi f : 5 GLEE CLUB. DRAMATIC CLUB. Motto: Eatibus et Drinkibus.- . Maxie Smith . . . , Chief Cook Lucy Carr . . . Nan Heitman ... Chief Eater Mamie Windley Lizzie Montgomery Forager Maude Angier . Color : Smut. Pot-Licker Dish-Washer Market Girl no OHAFING-DISH CLUB. ' EgEIffiSl iiginnic Inez Bell Fannie Cutler Bess McDearman Jane Stewart Nell Nelson Minnie Walker Annie Wilson RjDA Derickson Louise Bond- Hilda Davenport ■ Rena Mills Alice Ardrey Margaret Wilson Minnie Stausill TAU SIGMA SIGMA SORORITY. A mockery, a delusion, and a snare. — The An- nual. Unthinking, idle, wild, and young, I laughed, and danced, and talked, and sung. — Annie Miller. Much Ado About Nothing.— The Dinner-bell. Thou art too wild and bold of voice. — Bertha D ALTON. I was not always a man of woe. — Cornie ClEGG. A pestilence that walketh in darkness. — Miss RawE. A sight to dream of.— A Good Dinner. She speaks an infinite deal of nothing. — Helen Russell. She is not so deep as a well or so wide as a barn door, but there is enough of her.— Sallie Connelly. The green grass grew all around= while Mr. Stone was getting out The Message. There ' s a gude time coming. — Commencement. From children expect childi.sh things. — Gary Dee. Little, but oh my ! — Celia Winslow. Trust not him who .seems a saint. — Lucy Carr. Orthodoxy is my doxy, heterodoxy ' s yours. — May Smith. Too much of a good thing. — Soup. A light to guide, a rod to check the erring and reform. — -Etta Cordon. Once in the flight of ages past, there lived a man. — Professor Craven. Oh, if there is an Elysium on earth, it is this ! It is this ! — Faculty Meeting. If she take you in hand with an argument she will bray you in a mortar. — Ruth Hughe;s. Of two evils choose the less. — Bess McDearman and Bess Transou. Within that awful volume lies The mystery of mysteries. — The Annual. 114 F ALL the College characters there are none more conspicuous than the faithful old colored servant, Uncle Matt. For many years he has held the office of jack-of-all-trades at the College, and from his protracted residence here has become one of our old landmarks. His personal appearance, though by no means pre- possessing, is of such a marked style that it will never be obliterated from our memories. He walks with an ambling gait, caused, no doubt, by the fact that he is both bow-legged and pigeon-toed. His scanty crop of wool is turning gray and his whiskers have either been plucked out by his wife ' s relentless hand or else thinned by the ravages of time. He has a way of rolling his eyes which is, to say the least, very striking; and it was probably from him that the G. F. C. girls first learned the art of making goo-goo eyes. Uncle Matt is usually clad in an ancient swallow- tail coat, the tails of which sway gently to and fro as he goes about his numerous duties. On Sunday, when dressed in his well-worn best, his derby hat perched jauntily on one side of his venerable head, he presents quite an interesting appearance. Although well advanced in years, when one would naturally suppose that such frivolous things had long since passed from his mind. Uncle Matt decided that he could no longer endure the lonely state of bachelor- hood, and startled his many friends and acquaintances by taking unt o himself a wife. Before taking this perilous step he took the pre- caution of going to Dr. Peacock to ascertain whether he would be in any danger of losing his position by such an action, giving as an excuse that she had been arter him for two or three years, but he jes ' nacherly hadn ' t had no time to fool wid her. On rare occasions Uncle Matt comes home in state, seated in a carriage and with an attendant. The result is his disappearance for a day or two, after which he comes forth, apparently unchanged, only a little more un- steady on his legs and an unusual affability in his manner. But Uncle Matt exonerates himself by declaring that he is of the Presbyterian persuasion and one of the elect, and notwithstanding the fact that he fre- quently indulges in his dram, he fully expects, when his days on earth are ended, to be numbered with the ebon-hued band of celestials who will gladly welcome him into their midst. ii6 UNCLE MATT BRINGS THE MAIL. Dedication. Board of Directors 8 History of College lo Editors Tattler i6 Business Managers i8 Ye Girls of Ye Olden Times 20 Alumni Association 22 G. T. C. in Ye Olden Time ' . 23 Faculty 26 An Indian Romance 30 Life ' s Secret (Poem) 34 One-cent-a-word Column 36 Evolution by Classes (Drawing) 37 To the Violet (Poem) 38 Classes : Senior Class .• 40 Junior Class 50 Sophomore Class 56 Freshman Class 60 Specials 64 On Examination , 66 The Message Staff 67 Irving Literary Society 7c Emerson Literary Society 73 Secret of His Coat Collar 77 Y. W. C. A 81 How Three Flinch Fiends Came to Grief 85 Mona • • • ■ 86 Basket-ball Team 92 Thanksgiving Basket-ball Game 96 Tennis Club 97 Music Recitals of 1902-1903 98 Mildred ... 102 Flinch 106 Glee Club (Drawing) 108 Dramatic Club 109 Chafing-Dish Club 110 Tau Sigma Sigma Sorority 112 Drags 114 Uncle Matt •.■•.• 6 Advertisements. 118 Je. Vne too, -ujKe- ' o go or y , 1 ! 1 1 1 1 1. ml 1 (S reensfaciro Jfemale College chartered 1838 Greensboro North Carolina Fall Term Opens September Qth, IQOJ For Catalogue apply to LUCY H. 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