Guilford College - Quaker Yearbook (Greensboro, NC)

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.mux KLIAS WIXSLOW, A.B. Bki.videue, X. C Johiiiiy •He talks Ills, how lie talks. A(li , ' J: height, t! fed: weight, hSO; CUis. ' i Baskel- liiitl Teiim ( ,,, ' . J, ,); ' Varsity Basketball Team iJ, S, Jf); Track Team (i, 3, 4): Bibliail Seminar (- ' , S, 4); Secretary Bihlirat Semiiuir (ol; Bihlicat Rrxearch Society (4 1- Sinrc cominn to us as a Frcslinian, liu has ili i(lr(l his time between work, athleties, and liaiisportation of loeal news. He has been very siicces-;ful in the two former and exceptionally so in the latter. Although not naturally a lai-lie.s ' man, at one time he almost beeame a snare to Cupid ' s darts. He is a nonassiuuing sort of fellow, but always possessed with a great deal of college spirit. Wliile he has taken a ministerial course, we can not jiredict wliat will be his future career. KL IZAHETII . XX WIXSLOW, A.B. Bki.vidkrk, X. C. ■• ' , .ST, ' I believe ( !od made Heaven and earth in six days and rested the seventh. Age, J6 ' ,- height. ■ ' , Jeet ,7 iuclies: might, IJli; Philagorean Sueiety: Zalasiaii Society; Oratorical Contest (3). Elizabeth entered the Freshman Class from Belvidere Academy. Loyalty, perse- -erance and tenacity of purjiose are her characteristics. She has her own ojiinions and she don ' t fail to express them. On class and in conversation she holds fast to that which shi ' believes to be the right. The theory of the evolution of man has no place in her heart or mind. Elizabeth is a good girl and every one in the Class admires her for her grit and college spirit. 26

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Jligtorp of tfje Ctos; of 1911 It was the survival of the fittest fruin tlie Prei) departnieut, rerruiteil hy the nol)lest blood Carolina high schools afforded, that matriculated at Guilford College in the Autumn of 1907. Timid and demure the survivors marked the confident tread of the recruits as they passed in and about the College. In Old West Hall we joiniMl hands and vowed a mutual loyalty which welded us intt one glorious whole. . nd our career was fairly launche(l. (. ' icero and Cieonietry were begun with confidence and continued with fear. But the (. ' lass of 1911 was n(jt to be outdone. Neither Quakerism nor the fine arts had developed very highly in those days, and as in true rustic fashion and Freshmen hilarity we sought the expression of our musical selves, it is no wonder that the dance liest suited to our r i:hm was the clog! Yes, we tried it, but tlie faculty sat down on us without hesitation and we never clogged again. Prof. Hodgin had a sensation as this Class of forty odd members filed into his English room that bright September day. Long he sat there, l)linking his eyes and looking us over. Then he announced, with an air of one who had thought himself up against an impo.ssibility but had suddenly seen his way on, that we would have a Freshman Expression Cla.ss. And this probably ex])lains the fact that 1911 bears as many laurels of oratory as any other class on record. Then came the ilebate. Will one ever forget the glory and jDride of that night? Ah, ye gods! authors of Freshman arrogance! Gaily the Freshmen maid- ens tripped up the long aisle in Memorial Hall, floating their colors of black and gold. Bravel.y those three young Ciceros argued for the initiative and referendum. All. boldly they fought, and— tell. )ur first examinations — and how we were cranuning, fearing lest wc should forget, when hark! on that awful lilack Monday, that unlucky morning of .lanuary 13th, we were awakened by shrill cries and rapid clang of the College bell. King Hall was burning. Feign would we have saved that building; for had we not spent many happy hours in that study room half asleep over our Latin or talking wliilc the ]irofessor sat behind a newsjiaper? H(.)W (iften had we browsed behind tliose bookshelves in tlie Library talking and evading the drea le(l Physics lesson! Yes, those days were g(.)ne and with one longing, lingering look behind, we came away to breakfast. ' here were now those data we had crammed into our heads ' . ' . h, now they had fallen from us; they were swallowed in those flames. In the Cc.innneucement exercises of that year the Class of 1911 was not to be overlookiMl, and so with the first Freshman (Oratorical (Jontest ever held we rounded u|) the year ' s functions. The next year, having deciiled that a li ttle learning is a dangerous thing, we made our way back to old ( b ( . Several had deserted us, but others came in to swell our number, and twenty-eight indomitable Sojihomores j roudly walked about the cain])us sure that we wer( the true elite. Field day came and we plantcil our ti ' ces in true Siijihomore spirit, singing with all our might: Guilford is True. Then the Staff deciiled that each class should edit one numberof the Collegian, and