Hillman College - Pioneer Yearbook (Clinton, MS)

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T H E P Senior HE twilight deepened ; I sat alone and intent in thought, when all at once a deep, mysterious voice said, “Behold! Unto you is given an insight into the future of the class of 1914.” Immediately the room was transfigured; and where I had heard the voice there slowly rose a great curtain, on which was printed in large letters, “Curtain of Time.” I looked beyond and the first place I recognized was my Alma Mater. Then I realized that a number of years had passed and in place of the Hillman that I knew there stood great, towering buildings; and great was mv surprise when I beheld Annie Laurie Eager sitting at the teacher’s desk in a beautiful class-room, with all kinds of Geometries and Astronomies around her. I looked a little farther and recognized the same old Mississippi College chapel. Every thing else on the campus was changed. The Mississippi College of old had given place to a great Baptist Theological Seminary, which claimed as its president one of the members of the class at Mississippi College in 1914. The president’s home appeared, and then his wife ; her face looked familiar and when I heard a masculine voice call “Rastus,” I knew it was Ruth White. When I recognized Ruth my next thought was of Polka McIntyre. Immediately the scene changed, and I saw’ a Methodist Col- lege in a strange town ; I was not at all surprised when I saw 7 that Polka was “Dean” of the college — in more ways than one. In now turned my eyes toward the North, and my gaze was fixed on the city of New York. I saw a large building before which hung this sign: “Misses Ferguson and Justice. Up to date Dancing School.” A little farther on was Wall Street, where I noticed that a great crowd had gathered ; and standing near in a large touring car w T as Ola Walsh, pleading and gesticulating with all her might for “Votes for Women.” Just then something drew’ my eyes across the Atlantic to London. Could it be? Yes, it was Bessie Reeves, whom some one was introducing as “Our new r American Ambassador’s wife.” I found myself next watching the quiet and skillful hand of a nurse, as she assisted with a serious operation in a large hospital in Paris. She turned ; and under her nurse’s cap I recognized Callie Dudley. My attention was now ' turned to Africa and I saw Ouida Reddoch. The mail carrier called, “A letter for your husband.” She took it and I saw that it was addressed to Rev. , Missionary to Africa. A beautiful island arrested my attention. It was Cuba; I looked a little closer and there I saw Sarah Johnston teaching music. An airship appeared upon the scene. After it had slowly descended, I saw a hand- some man alight and following him was Geneva Kinnebrew. Then I knew’ that they had just returned from their honey moon. ZZ=Z== 11 ©l 4 Prophecy 28

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TU Ruth Clarke White, M.L. Brandon, Mississippi. “But heaven in thy creation did decree that in thy face sweet love should ever dwell ” Now it came to pass in the days when Dr. Spot ruled that education thrived. And a certain man of Brandon went to sojourn in the land of Hillman, he and his daughter, Ruth. Now the daughter was a comely maid of pleasing mien and strong active mind. Like the Moabitish damsel, straying through the fields one day, she met “Boaz” and when, in conducting chapel, he feelingly reads, “Entreat me not to leave thee,” a great resolve springs into her heart to endeavor not to ever dis- appoint “The Little Minister.” Ola Ruth Walsh, M.L. Leesburg, Mississippi. “Hath she her faults f I would you had them too . They are the fruity must of soundest wine ' This Christmas present came to us Many(?) years ago. She is very affec- tionate and kind. During the four long years which she has spent at Hillman every girl who has come into contact with her has loved her. We predict for her a successful career. Pearl Wylie, M.L. Clinton, Mississippi. Thru thine eyes even in thy soul I see A lamp of vestal fire burning eternally ” This little “wild-cat” is a native of this city and seems to be the only one of her kind in captivity. No one seems to fear her for she appears quite tame. She is a jolly and cheerful lass and is always in for fun. She continually shines in Chemistry and can ask more questions than any lawyer could answer. “A perfect woman, nobly planned, to warn to comfort and com- mand.” 191 - 27

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TH Once more the Scene was changed, and I saw a beautiful city in Florida sur- rounded by orange groves. It was night and in front of a large building in the suburbs was an electric sign, which read, “Home for Bachelor Maids.” A voice called “Pearl it is time to feed our cats,” and then I recognized Kate Smith and Pearl Wylie. I turned my eyes toward the West, and saw Buena Andrews reigning as queen of a home on a large ranch. Still farther I say Gertrude Summers “weilding the rod” in a prominent school in Oregon. At the head of the large Expression department connected with it was Winona Hammond whose beaming, intellectual face told me that her many dreams of taking a course in “Randolph Macon” had been realized. In Colorado, the State election had just been held ; the governor’s inauguration was about to begin; the victorious candidate stepped forth and I beheld Ruth Birdsong. The vision faded and in its place I saw a great audience in St. Louis entrance by the music of a world renowned pianist — and that pianist was Mittie Fortinberrv. The curtain began to fall and I heard that same voice say, “Look quickly toward Brazil. “ I looked, and saw a solitary woman in a mission station; and then the voice said, “That woman is yours — .” But the curtain was down and I heard and saw no more. Senior History C HAT History does not always repeat itself is plainly seen in the class of ’14. We have all kinds of girls — long girls, short girls, fat girls and slim girls, girls w r ho have assembled from Lake Geneva and from Buena Vista. We have girls w T ho are “Eager” and girls who give “Justice.” Some desire to be “Song Birds” and others long to become “Stringers” of hearts. One is particularly fond of the adventures of “Robinson” Crusoe w T hile another enjoys studying problems in terms of “C.” We have another who expects to be a missionary and gather “Pearls” along the “Reeves” of the South Sea Islands and then return to her work in “Phillip”pi, while another of our class is strictly “Buddhist.” One is desirous of becoming an Astrologer “Lest — er Sam” prevents and one de- lights to spend most of her time walking in the “Parks.” We have one girl who will say “By George” occasionally while on the other hand one is very “Sunny.” All of the girls expect to do “Moore” toward being in “Ernest” and we all know how T to treat you “White.” After scaling the mountain peaks of English and History; listening to Mrs. Lewis’ talks on Physiology; crawling slowly up the heights of Geometry and gazing at the stars with Miss Gurney; experiencing a few explosions in Chemistry with Mr. Berry; and after hearing Miss Barnard’s discourses on Physical Culture and Junior receptions; and MissFrost’s lectures on “Bible,” Ethics, Logic and Athletics we feel that the class of ’14 is able to meet all the obstacles in every phase of life — from the missionary to that of the Star Basketball player of Vassar. U 29