Hillman College - Pioneer Yearbook (Clinton, MS)

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Junior Poem “Sweet, thou hast tread on a heart Pass, for the world ' s full of men For Junior to tread on a heart Could hardly be counted a sin. And there’s never a lass in the Junior Class Who much of a smasher has been. Sure we can’t help being pretty, Sure we can’t help being cute, And sure we can’t help having sense, We’re the wisest bunch in the ’Stute. And there’s never a lass in the Junior Class But’s a woman of good repute. We know that we must be Seniors, Sure we’re glad that it must be, But that we surpass any previous class You’ll all be forced to agree. And there’s never a lass in the Junior Class Who from Seniordom will flee. History of Junior Class As we emerge into the royal realm of Seniordom we are given a blank page on which to keep our record, but the Class of ’18 is justly proud of the page already so meritoriously filled. The increase of the roll of the class each year has added strength and qual- ity to it. We have some of the foremost a thletic enthusiasts in the college. The talent, tact, and originality has already gained renown. We await the future with a past that is unsurpassed. Historian. Page Thirty

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TOMIE McDANIEL Vice-President ruth McIntyre CLARA PORTER YIRG1E PRIEST RUTH PROVINE CORONA SMITH DOROTHY SIMMONS LUCILE TOWERY Prophet Page Twenty-nine

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I Before and After with After Omitted Mrs. Lewis announced at chapel that she wanted to meet the Junior class between the bells, at noon. They all came radiantly happy, hugging, nudging, giggling, pushing, whispering. On that night the Juniors were to attend their first reception at Mississippi College, and all had been checked. Mrs. Lewis was earnest, firm and motherly. “Girls,” she began, “you are going to the reception tonight and I want to remind you of a few things before you go ' Ruth McIntyre interrupted, “Mrs. Lewis, I am going with Ben; I’ve had a date for three weeks.” “That’s nice,” Mrs. Lewis continued, ‘‘girls, you must conduct yourselves in the most modest and lady-like manner, for you will be observed verv closely.” “Oh, I’m so glad, for I am going to wear my georgette crepe, and it is gorgeous!” exclaimed Virgie. “Girls, I want you to look as nice and sweet as possible, but don’t borrow any one else’s clothes ; yours are nice enough.” Ruth Provine punched Modenia, “I’ve already gotten Pauline’s white taff- eta.” “I borrowed Clarice’s silk stockings,” giggled Leila, “and I am going to wear them !” “I remember—” began Mrs. Lewis. “Mrs. Lewis, how am I going to know Mr. when he gets here. I’ve never seen him ?” Tera asked. “We ' ll see to that. Once we had a girl here who — ” “Dorothy, what will I do if my slippers do not come?” pleaded Lueile. Girls, you may talk when I finish, said Mrs. Lewis, “this girl was very attractive — ” Maggie: “Mrs. Lewis, how can we know when to leave?” “When you have talked to everyone there,” laughed Mabel. Mrs. Lewis ignored the remarks and continued, “she was always in the right place at the right time.” Esther leaned closer to Clara, asking, “What time are we going?” “Eight, I think.” Tomie, unconscious that anyone was speaking, “Mrs. Lewis, Marie Dobbs said there was one plate for every couple ; does the boy or girl hold the plate ?’’ Everyone laughed and Mrs. Lewis began a new topic, “When you leave, be sure you come straight home, and — ” Essie immediately asked : “Mrs. Lewis, you do not mind our going car riding a little while afterwards, if one of the teachers will go with us, do you?” Mrs. Lewis said not a word, onl y looked at her — and the bell rang. Page Thirty-one