Longwood College - Virginian Yearbook (Farmville, VA)

Text from Pages 1 - 214 of the 1906 volume:

, OODc, 1839 t . ( f - i iJ KOira ' dOlliwlletCWiSty THE VIRGINIAN 3 T = State Female Normal School 4 W 1906 FARMVILLE, VIRGINIA COMMKIK.-IAL I ' KINTIXi COMPANY L vNciiiU ' iti;. ' a. DABNEY LANCASTER LIBRARY LONGWOOD COLLEGE FARMVILLE, VIRGINIA 23901 Come, drink a toast to S. N. S. , The dearest of schools, the best ! Here ' s to her girls, the richest, the rarest, Through bonn ' Southland the fairest ! Once more to her colors, the White and the Blue, Symbols of all that is loyal and true. Mae Marshall. (t5rcetiiu3 To those who may these pages wander through This olt ' ering we wotiid bring, and hope, perchance, That It may gain a word of praise from you ; . nd thus to us and you its worth en- hance. We dattghters of N ' irginia long have striven To malte this book its merr.v tale reeite: And when ' tis read, we hope it will liave given To you. our friend, some thought both true and bright. To picture school days here is our desire, Those happy days that soon must pass away; And, by this volume, in your lieart in- spire A gracious sense of what we wotild con- vey. And now we asli your very kindest feel- ing For all the efforts we have centered here ; And should we aught unworthy be re- vealing. Pray, censure uot, but give a word of cheer. 1000203732 E)cbication To the Members of our Faculty who have stood by us in our need, who have given us the highest and truest knowledge, and taught us the best lessons life can offer, do we dedicate this number of Zbc IDirointan as an expression of our o-ratitude and o q. T K e J ' ir aV ' v avv Boarb of Bbitors Editor-in-Chief, Carrie P. Dungan Assistant Editor-in-Chief, Nellie Baker Business Manager, Elizabeth Verser Assistant Business Manager, Zoula LaBoyteaux Art Editor, Steptoe Campbell Picture Editor, Gertride Burton Literary Editor, Virgie McCue Assistant Literary Editor, Sallie Jones Club Editor, Grace Walton Joke Editor, Vergie Nunn Associate Editor from Senior A ' s, Beryl Morris Associate Editor from Junior B ' s, 1 L e Marshall Associate Editor from Third B ' s, Blanche Gentry lEbitodal •■AT E wish to thank most heartily the friends who have helped in making this ' number of The Virginian. Mr. [. L. jarman, Miss Coulling, ; [r. Mattoon, 1 Mr. H. H. Hunt, I Iiss Jennie Tabb, Miss Edith Duvall, and Mr. Walter Biggs have kindly taken advantage of every opportunity to aid us. IVIr. C. B. Euqua (the publisher) gave us his cooperation in securing adver- tisements. To Mr. Howard Chandler Christy we express our most enthusiastic ap- preciation for the beautiful frontispiece, a generous gift from his famous brush. To Miss Lula (). Andrews we owe our greatest debt of gratitude. Her earnest efforts in our behalf have been an inspiration to the entire Staff. From the beginning until all the work was finished, her deep interest, untiring patience and industry have shown how truly she has the success of the seniors and the school at heart. We are very proud of the progress our school has made within the last year, and have tried to make this Annual express its fuller, richer life. It has been our constant effort to put into it just the things that characterize our happy school life, and to make this volume stand for some of the best things of our loved Alma Mater. C. P. D. ' A.ti, Boavb of XTvustees Hon. Robert Tirnbill, President, . _ . . Lawrenceville, Va. Hon. John Jackson, Vice-President, ----- Richmond, Va. Hon. J. D. Eggleston, -------- Richmond, Va. Rev. James Nelson, D. D., - - - - - - - Richmond, Va. Mr. J. S. Ware, --------- Berryville, Va. Hon. C. Harding Walker, ------- Heathsville, Va. Prof. George W. Walker, ------- Blacksburg, Va. Mr. C. W. Robinson, ------- Newport News, Va. ' SIr. T. H. Wilson, -------- News Ferry, Va. ' SIr. J. Hunt Hakgrave, -------- Chatham, Va. Mr. John Hart, --------- Roanoke, Va. Mr. Edward S. Turner, -------- Warrenton, Va. Hon. H C. T. Richmond, -------- Ewing, Va. Judge A, D. Watkins, -------- Farmville, Va. jFacuIt Joseph L. Jarmax, B. A., President J. F. Messenger, Ph. D. , Psychology and Education. Direciur olTraiuing School La IRA K. Hills D irector of (iyniuasium Martha W. Coullixg Drawing Alleen Andrews Wl.ght Singing Alice B. Dr(u;ER Lil rarian Jennie M. Tabu Secretary io Ihe President IMiNNiE V. Rice Latin Helen Blackiston Geograpli.y J. Chester Matioijn M.nnnal Training Laetiita MdRRis Snow, A. B. , Ph. D. Biology Natalie Lancaster Assistant in Matheniallcs Margaret W. Halihurjon Supervisor of Primary (irades LiLiE G. Winston Ph.Ysles and Chemistry M ISS COU LLI NG MR M ATTOO N M ISS DUCGER MISS HILLS MR. J. L. jARMAI M ISS SNOV M I SS TA B B MISS RICE M ISS BLACK I STON DR. M ESSENGER MISS ALLEEN ANDREW ffacult) Eloise Ambler Harrison Assistant in Mathematics and History Mary Venable Cox Manual Training and Aritlinietic LuLA O. Andrews Englisli I anguase Carrie Sitheri.in Assistant in Englisli Mary St. Clair Woodruff Principal of Training Wcliool and Supervisor ofirammar tirades Elsie Gwyn Assistant in Reading and History Fannie W. Dinn Supervisor of Intermediate Grades LiLA London Mathematics ] Iarv D. Pierce Supervisor of Klftli and Sixth tirades ■■ Mary C. Hiner Assistant in English Mary V. Blandy Director of Kindergarten Otis B. Sears, B. A., Ph. D. History and (. ' ivies Esielle Smithev French and German Marie Louise Whiting Literature and Reading M I SS H ARRISON MISS SUTHERLIN MISS DUNN M I SS H 1 N ER M ISS COX M ISS WOODRU FF M i SS LOU DON M I SS LANCASTER MISS LULA ANDF • M I SS G WY N MISS PI ERCE M ISS BLAN DY Mome E)epavtinent ] Ir. B. M. Cox Business Manager Mrs. Jane K. Cochran llearl of the Home Wiss Mary Whitk Cox and Mrs. Pattie F. Thackston and IMiss Susie E. Allen Assistants Mrs. Bessie C. Jamison Housekeeper Mrs. Sallie E. Newby Superintendent of l.aundiy Dr. Peter Winston Resident Ph.vslcian Miss Anna J. Thraves Trained Nitrse 14 1 M iss Cox 2 DR. Wl NSTON 3 M RS. COHRAN 4 M RS N EWBY 5 M ISS THRAVES 6 TH ACKSTON 7 M ISS Allen 8 M R. Cox 9 MRS. JAM ISON Class of January ' 06 Motto : — Allies servio. Colors: — Lavender and green Flower: — Violet Honorary ; rember: — Miss Dinn ®fficer0 President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer Florence I, (;ra i Mary F .)KI) (jertrude King Susie Ford Miss Frances W. Dunn Senior IB Class of January 1906 llAKiUET KING HUGO ■■ It was a glad Good morning ! As slie passed along the way. Hut it sjiread the morning gloi liver ilie livelong day. NELLIE V CARNEAL ' • Do little things well now; sosh ill greater things come to thee b. and hy asking to be done. r HKLKN AUNEW CHILDREY ■ A tunny temper guilds the edge jT life ' s blacliest clouds. I ' KNNKLL I ' KAWLEY Thnt which is worth doing, is worth doing well. 18 HENRIETTA CAMPBELL DUNLAP Sweet prompting unto klndetit [eed« were in tier very lookB. MARY SHERMAN FORD The habit of looliing at the bright Ejde of things Is worth more than a thousand a 5 ' ear. SUSIE EMILY FORD A mlnil at ease with all below, A heart whoee love is Innocent. LDCY CARY HINER ' A true friend is forever a friend. ' FI.IJRKNCE LINWOOD INliRAM • I kiiinv wiial true happiness Is I ' oi- 1 liave dune 1, ' oort work. NEl.L JiornLAS INcJltAJl ■ WealUi is u( the hearl. nol ullh: hand. ANNA 11. C. .KILLIFFE •There is ninvealth like the beart ' s wealth— content. ' UERTRUUE CAROLINE KIM •■Beautiful faces are thosa thri show, Beautiful thoughts that lie below. ' K- ' ixW MINNIE E8TELLE PRICE •And cloudy the day, or stormy the night, The sky of her heart was always bright. ANNA KOV8TEK KOUEK.S ' •She had a pensive beaut j ' . yet not sad ; Rather like minor cadences that glad The hearts of little birds and spring boughs. CLARA CHARLOTTE SANUER- LIN ••The quiet mind is richer tliau a crown. BETTY PRICE STARLIN(+ •I ' ve made it a practice to put all my worries down In the bot- tom of my heart and set on the Ud nd smile. (iEORUIANA ELIZABETH STEPHENSON ly streuglli is as the strength LILLIAN FREUERICKA THOMPSON ' Nothing if ing heart. impossihie to a vl IRA PEARL VAUGHAN ' ■ Content to lead a simple life where God has placed her. ■■j44 ' be IfDistov of the Xast Venn ' s Movh of the January Class of 1900 Taken from letters to a friend. September 2 , 1906 Dearest Peggy : I arrived at this place last Monday, and wasn ' t a bit glad to get here either. Of course, though, after a little I enjoyed seeing the ' -old girls. There has been little excitement as yet. A few of the old girls did go around the other night and make some of the Rats sing the laundry list backwards to the tune of • ' Home Sweet Home, but nothing startling has happened. The most nerve-racking experience, so far, was our first day in the Training School. Shall we ever forget it . ' We put on our best white shirtwaist suits, and our prettiest ribbons, and combed our hair in the most becoming way, and went down to impress ourselves upon the Training School. We chatted gaily until the children marched in. Then we began to tremble and be impressed. When we went in to teach we had to introduce ourselves by writing our names on the board. The children would insist on leaving off the surname and saying only Miss . Never did a set of children ask so many questions in two minutes, as did those new pupils, seemingly so eager for knowledge. While you were answering one child ' s questions, another would pipe up with, Miss, where you from. ' Miss, you going to teach us ? Miss, what ' s your name? and so on, until we wished we were in Jericho, where there are no such things as Training Schools, I believe. Heads of tables were selected to-day and all of the Seniors except Florence Ingram and me have tables. We were glad to escape the labor, responsibility, and honor of carving beef for ten girls. October 3 To-night at seven o ' clock we organized the Educational Seminar, to meet every Tuesday night in the Reading Room. Besides having the regular program, each girl is to report on some magazine. Our professor of psychology is to be chair- man of the first meeting. After this was completed, the class was organized. We elected Florence Ingram president. You remember she was our president last year; we feel sure that she will guide us wisel} ' . I Iary Ford is vice-president ; Gertrude King, secretary ; and Susie Ford, treasurer. We feel quite important, now, as a class. October 10 Price Starling came in to dinner late to-day. She had the look of one who had come, seen, and conquered. You know what that means, Peggy. Somebody was kept in in her grade ! We had pies yesterday for the first time ; three to divide among ten girls. Never did a Chinese puzzle cause more thinking than did the cutting of those pies. The heads of the tables looked at each other, inviting practical suggestions, but it was to no avail. At last a broad smile spread over Mary Ford ' s face, and we knew that she had 23 solved the problem. The solution was passed on ; the crisis was past ; and all were enjoying the pies. After dinner we gathered around to compliment Mary on her brilliancy. Very modesly she said, I ' m teaching fractions in the fifth grade. October i 5 At class meeting this afternoon, we elected the other class officers and our honorary member. Clara Sanderlin is to give the words of greeting at commence- ment ; Florence Ingram is prophet; Gertude King, reader of the will; Fennell Crawley, poet ; Nell Ingram is to speak the farewell words ; and I am historian, Peggy. Think of Polly Perkins having to write the class history ! Please put on your thinking cap, dear, and give me some points, for they will be sadly needed. Miss Dunn is our honorary member. As usual Roy Rogers moved that we adjourn. You know this is one of our jokes. I believe we couldn ' t adjourn at all, if Roy didn ' t make the motion. Our class pins have come They are little beauties, and we are proud to wear them, though most of them are, at present, ornamenting favorite teachers or intimate friends. Hallowe ' en I just wish you could have been with us to-night, Peg. We had the most fun ! We had a delicious supper, all sorts of good things to eat, and every table had a jack-o-lantern on it. The servants were dressed as ghosts, too. It was the time of Seminar meeting, but on account of the importance of the night, it was postponed. Last night Nell and Florence Ingram gave us the grandest box ! Such a spread I never saw. Our honorary member was there, too. We were all very prim and proper with her at first, but we soon found that she was a school girl herself. There was a very interesting guessing contest. Miss Dunn won the prize, a box of Lowney ' s, and Henrietta Dunlap the booby, a turkey wishbone, tied with a big bow of red ribbon. In the course of things, our honorary member asked us if we had a yell ; as we hadn ' t she made us one. Here it is : Rixki, ixki, ixki, ix ! Rah ! rah ! rah ! Rixki, ixki, ixki, ix ! January naughty-six ! Rah ! rah ! rah ! We practised it vigorously several times, and then went out in the halls to let folks know we had one. What do you suppose Price Starling did to-day . ' Broke the clapper of the Training School bell. It was her week to ring bells. This was her last day, and, delighted over the fact, she rang too vigorously. December 4. Some of us have changed work, and some, supervisors. Anna JoUiffe still has her sixth grade spelling. It is nothing unusual for her to keep in ten or twelve in one day. What do you think Lucy Hiner did. ' Asked to teach geography the second half-term ! What she finds so facinating about it, I cannot see. Do you, Peggy.? Guess what the professor of history told Estelle Price to-day. He said that she was one of the best history teachers he had ever had. Do you wonder that she holds her head high ? 24 Clara Sanderlin and Ben Anderson are still doting on each other. From what I heard to-day, I think Ben must have asked Miss Sanderlin to wait until he grew up; But from what Clara told me last week, I ' m inclined to think that she won ' t wait for Ben. December i 6. At the last Seminar, our professor asked us to meet ne.xt time at his home ; he thought he and his wife could find a wa} ' for us to have some fun. We had our Christmas program first. The papers were fine. Afterwards our hosts brought out several tables and several games of Pit. They got Pit so that we might yell as much as we wished. Yelling is a pastime strictly forbidden in school. Being Seniors, we must set an example for the rest. But we yelled this timel IMr. and Mrs. President and the teacher of manual training came in, and we yelled again to show them how well we could break a rule outside of the school grounds. Delicious refreshments were served before we dispersed at half-past ten. It was a happy, happy evening. January 8. Dearest Peg ; I had the grandest time Christmas !, but it is hard to get down to work again. Florence Ingram didn ' t come back. The faculty w-ill grant her a diploma without these last few weeks of school work. She is teaching in Barton Heights. Isn ' t that fine ? But we certainly do miss her. She will be here to get her diploma with us, though. January i 5. One of the kindest ladies of the town, entertained our class Friday night in honor of Hattie Bugg and Georgiana Stephenson. We had a delightful time. The form of entertainment was a picture party. We had much fun making them, too. Price Starling, as usual, got the prize, a beautiful picture of violets, and Roy Rogers, the booby. Fennell Crawley distinguished herself again to-day in psychology. We feel sure that some day she will equal Mr. Thorndyke in psychological discussions, for Herr Docter ' ' never brings before the class a subject that she cannot enlighten us upon. What do you think! Pearl Vaughan cried for joy when she got her ticket. The rest of us were certainly happy, but we did not shed any tears. Guess what I asked Nellie Carneal to-day! (You know she teaches sixth grade geography.) I asked her what time it is in Jericho, when it is 2 p. m. here. Wasn ' t that absurd ! Child, she told me! but I ' ve forgotten what she said. It doesn ' t matter, I never expect to go to Jericho. Nellie knows Tarr and McMurray as I know my A, B, C ' s. Do you wonder the children think she is intellectual looking ! Susie Ford is trying to convert the first grade tots into Michel Angelos. She is succeeding, too, for some of the drawings of Christmas toys made by them were so good that we recognized them. You don ' t know Gertrude King, do you ? I wish you did. She is one of our prettiest, sweetest girls. January 23. Dearest Peggy : Just one short week and you ' ll see your Polly Perkins. Will the time never come. ' Of course we hate to leave Alma Mater; we have learned to love her well, 25 I know Henrietta Dunlap will be missed more than any of the rest or us, for she is such a help to everybody. Just think! Helen Childrey has taken three State Exams in less than a week — and passed on all. Hasn ' t she spunk, though ? Well, Peggy, it is time for one of our numerous class meetings, so no more at present. Your loving Polly Perkins. P. S. Will be home Tuesday night on No. 3. Meet me. LiLLi, N F. Thompson. 26 Ipvopbcc of the Class of January, 190G ' Twas on a fair September da) ' , Ere robins southward took their wa}-, Or Frost had dyed the maples red, Or Fall to Winter had been wed ; The time when Nature ' s at her best, When air and sunshine give life zest, When school-room seems a prison drear. And outdoor life most passing fair, — Such time as this, our matron took Our class of girls across the brook To spend the day in picnic style On Willis ' Mount, where lor a while, Our books forgot, we ' d feel at ease To halloo and whoop beneath the trees. All moi-n we played ; at noon ' s advance. We eyed the lunch with furtive glance. Our chapercin soon saw our need, And spread the lunch, a feast indeed. Full justice did we to the food, (Our manners really were not good.) The dinner o ' er, our lady took A siesta sweet in cosy nook, ' hilc we most sly our plans did make — The whole time scared lest she should wake- To slip away to nearby place Where camped a tribe of gypsy race, To have our fortunes told, take note. That ' s wh}- to come here all did vote. With hurrying step. Price led the way To where the gay encampment lay. A surly man in soiled attire, Was stirring soup, which o ' er the fire, In big pot boiled, beneath a crane. By odor judged ' twas dreadful mean. We asked him who the fortunes told. He pointed to a woman old, Whose hair was long and black and straight ; ■ 27 Meg Rlerriles as sure as Fate ! A cymbal dark and tambourine, With children brown made up the scene. We asked the hag in tones of fear, If foi tunes we could have told here. The old crone looked with features hard, I tell ' em, dears, and don ' t need a card ; But first, pretty miss, just cross your palm With silver bright, which guards from harm. We ' d come prepared, for Nell had said, Gypsies won ' t talk unless well paid. Who should be first. ' ' We hesitate — Just as before, for Price we wait. Her dime-crossed palm she then outheld, While silence fast upon us fell, I see said Meg, Long life for you. Success, good friends, fond lovers true ; You will not wed. Your work will be To teach Malays across the sea. Of course ] Iary Ford was close to Price ; Her lines were read within a trice — You music love, and have much skill ; Some day your voice will thousands thrill. And Hattie, in cloister would be nun, dear, Ov dancing teach, — the lines weren ' t clear. In flirting Georgiana would delight. Till older grown, then math, books write, How all did laugh when Meg described Lillian Thompson, fair, no Farrar beside. Who glasses wore and college gown, Fxpounding nature all around. Fennell Crawley would grow quite tall and lean, Hang out her shingle and be lawyer keen. In city large Henrietta would stay A secretary of the Y. W. C. A. ' Twas strange indeed, but surely true, (jertrude and Estelle Price like work would do : As teachers good they both should tarry. Till, like The Princess, the_ - would marry. 28 Helen Childrey, though fond of city life, Would make a country boy ' s good wife, Old maid, Nellie Carneal ' s lines did presage ; Clara Sanderlin would be a star of the stage. When passes free cannot be got Anna Jollifife would turn an aeronaut. AVhere Russian despot ' s reign is darkest, Lucy Hiner would go and be anarchist. And Roy would turn down many a chance. To marry a preacher, and live in a manse. A polar expedition cold Pearl Vaughn would lead, ere she grew old. Nell Ingram to Italy would travel. And poets ' histories unravel. Susie Ford, at Vassar, would win LL. D. , And education her hobby be : While Florence ' s poor heart would break. Since decent rhymes she could not make. Our fortunes told and money earned No more from Meg, at all, we learned. Into the tent she straightway went And would not share our merriment. Then quickly thence we girls did hurry. Though seeing Bruin, some begged to tarry. Our chaperon in sleep reposing, Declared to us she was only dozing. She did not know we ' d been away ; Nor have we told her to this day. But now that school is nearly over. We will our escapade discover. And prove how all our class can know What each will do, w-here each will go ; For gypsies well the palms can read And what they tell is true indeed. Florence Lindwood I.ngr. m. 29 Zbc Xast Mill anb Testament of the Senior IB Class 3aiumr , 1906 WK, the January Class of 1906, of the State Normal School, Farmville, Virginia, being about to depart this school life and being in sound mind and in full possession of our faculties, do hereby give and bequeath to those hereinafter mentioned the following priceless gifts : Item I To Miss Dunn, in appreciation of what she has been to us, as compan- ion, helper and guide, we bequeath our class pin and a fifth grade nature study teacher for next term ; to Mr. Jarman, our able and esteemed President, an annual appropri- ation of $75,000, and a special appropiation of $150,000. Item II. To Miss Woodruff we bequeath a new secretary that will be as faith- ful as Henrietta has been, also a teacher just like Nell ; to Miss Haliburton, Hattie and Pearle, so that we may be sure that the first and second grade tots receive the proper and necessary training for entering a higher grade ; to Miss Pierce, a new and roomy room for the fifth grade. Item III. In recognition and appreciation of the sympathy that Miss Andrews has shown us at all times — especially during the last crowded weeks of the term — we make her a promise that we will strive to follow her precept and example by using good everyday English, and good English every day. We bequeath to Miss Whiting a Guidon Staff and Literary Societies that can walk alone. Item IV. For Dr. Messenger we leave nineteen hearts full of gratitude for the service, hospitality, and inany kindnesses he has shown our class; for Miss Alleen Andrews, a musical graduating class, who will faithfully and promptly attend rehear- sals ; for Miss Coulling, a wish that all her girls may learn to distinguish a shade from a tint. Item V. To jMiss Blackiston we bequeath a copy of IMr. Mc.Murry ' s Type Study for each member of the Senior A geography class ; to Miss London, a solid geometry and a trigonometry class ; to Miss Snow, the earnest wish that some day she may have in the Library all the books she wishes there ; to Miss Rice and Miss Lancaster, a larger Mission Study Class than they have ever had before ; to Miss Dugger, profound silence in the Library. Item VI. We most solemnly will and bequeath Miss Tabb a set of students who matriculate automatically ; to Miss Hills, a gynmnasium class that knows right from left ; to Miss Smithey, a class of girls who do not speak the ' ' French of Stratford-atte- Bowe, but have the true accent of Paree. ' 30 Item VI [. To IMr. .M.ittoim we leave a non-combustible Santa Claus costume ; to Miss Winston, the wish that some brilliant girl in her class may invent an auto- matic cleaner for the Laboratory ; to Dr. Sears, a new and revised edition of Twice Told Tales, also our sincere gratitude for his patience in leading us over some of the difficulties in school life. Item VIII. We bequeath Miss Cox, Miss Hiner, Miss Gwyn and Miss Sutherlin each a new, well-lighted and comfortable class room. If these cannot be obtained, we direct that an artificial sun be procured to make their present rooms habitable. To Miss Blandy we express our desire that she may have as lovable children in the kindergarten next year as she has now. To Miss Harrison ' s loving care we leave all girls that can write for the Open Column of The Guidon. Item IX. To Mrs. Cochran we leave a house full of girls who go to bed on time, get up on time, come to meals on time — girls who are models of punctuality. To Miss Mary White Cox we bequeath a trip, at the end of the session, to some restful place where not even a thought of the Normal School may intrude. We can leave Miss Thraves nothing better than some one to act as guard at the infirmary door to keep out all visitors who have not had permission to enter. To Mr. Cox we be- queath the best fishing tackle in Farmville, and several holidays in the spring ; to Mrs. Jamison, three hundred and sixty girls, not one of whom is ever guilty of asking the eternal question, Can we get some more. ' To Aunt Patty and Miss Allen, girls who never crowd around the mail-box ; to Mrs. Newby, the love and admiration of every girl in our class. Item X. To the Faculty G} ' mnasium class we bequeath a set of shades for the windows opposite those of the new building ; to the Schedule Committee, a per- ennial schedule, with no conflicts, and with everybody satisfied. Upon our fellow- students we feelingly and lovingly bestow a set of pass-keys to unlock the many locked doors, also hymn books enough to go around at chapel. Item XI To the maid-servants of the institution we bequeath a carload of brooms, brushes, and pails, and a few more hours of the day in which they may be engaged in their favorite occupation of wielding them. Item XII. To meet the urgent demands of The Guidon Staff , we leave them a number of poets and story writers. Our many th.inks to the beloved Y. W. C. A. are accompanied by a prayer that it may be to all others what it has been to us. Item XIII. To the Senior A ' s we leave the responsibility of being a Senior B, and the honor of receiving congratulations at the next reception. We hereby constitute Dr. Peter Winston executor of this, our last will and tes- tament, in witness whereof we have set hereunto our hand and seal, this twenty-seventh day of January, in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and six. Witnesses : Gertrude King, Florence Ingram Executrix. Pearle Vaughn 31 Class of June, ' 06 Motto : — Ex porto in mare. Colors: — Confederate p;ray and gold Flower: — Marechal Xiel R  .se Honorary Member: — Dr. J. F. ?ilE.ssF.M;F.R ©fficcrs President - - - - Is. I IcK. y CoMPrnx Vice-President ----- F- kv Pkksiiix Secretary ------ ALmii M. so Treasurer ----- Okktridk Hikidx ll)cll! H()0 ! Rah ! Ray Hiio I Rah I Ray Naughty Sixies Gold and Gray ! Boom ! Rah ! ' irc;inia ' . 32 F, MESSENGER. Pm D, Senior B Class of 5une, ' 06 m: : A. MERLE ABBITT • ' Thout;lits of Iby cJear-eyed duty, Thy jjenerous scorn of all things wrong, Shall whisper to our hearts of thee. i.iirisp: ADAMS ■A maiden fairwilhont pretense. ' FI.dRIDA ASHBY ■Superior wisdom is superior bliss. NELI IE MAE BAKEli • ' A sweet, modest little soul, slied- ding a blessing everywliere by her purity. 34 GERTIE INSKEEP BOWERS ' I ' ll be merry and free— I ' ll be sad for nobody. I ' ARRIE LEE BULL ■.She sighed and looked nnutler- able things. UKKTRUDE BURTON ' Thou- lackesl not Friendship ' s spell-word, nor The half-unconscious power to draw AH hearts lo thine by Love ' s sweet law. MAHV LILLIAN BLAIR :euieniber aye the ocean deeps I f 35 .: ■ ' i MAKciKKT PAGE BKVUdN tW sulief i manners, unartet-led jf peai-e. and friend ul in kind. ' (STKI ' TdK CIIKISTIAN L-AMPBKI-L ■ I sliall grow old. but never U life ' s zesl, ISA .MiKAV i(iMl ' ' J ' ii. Tlial tr ie and loving liearl— Ilia uifl tH a mind, earnest, clear. lirofunnd. Ilesiow Ins. witli a glad nntlirili lis ;-unn light un all around. KE ■1E t ' lX uurtli is more than liein: elv seen or lieard. ' II 36 i ..l .SALI.IK COX ■!■ iliK ili well lier diilj KliN A I ' DX ' I ' lie blessings ul lier quiet UIV Fell un us llUe llie dew. MAltV AN IlKK.SCiN (■DI.KMAX I let- eytK as slars ol twillghl lair. Like tuill;;lit. too. lier dusky h.-iir; llul all lliiif4S else aliuut her draw u. I ' roui .May-time and Uie eheerlul . NNXE BEIJ.EDOBIE ••She hath always a eheerlul I ' aet An e.xcellent thing in this world. ' 37 CARRIE PEARL DUNGAN ' A woman, of her gentle sex The seeniins; paraj on. M ARI ; A RET C A.M I ' 1!K 1 . 1 . KARLSH • Kinil hearis are more llian i ' nets. MARGARET ISABELL HENDERSON ■•Her face Is like the milky way in the sky, A meet Ins ol ' gentle Ughis without a name. ELISE .SArXDERtS 111 1 1,1, A N 11 Wise to resolve, and patient ii 38 ,MAIIY ELIZAKKTH HOWAlil) ■•Her smile was lilve a raiubow tlasliiiifi Ironi a itiisly sky. ].KLIA MADl.SdN .lAl. ' KSl )N A counteiiance in which (lit meet .S eel records, pruiiiises assweet. ' M VHAH ELIZABETH JONES ' I ' li e maid improves her charms A nil mward greatness, unafteeled BESSIE VELiMA J LSTIH ■Known to lew hut prized as la i as known. 39 t, li - ' ' iAZ AE li. KlZEIt llill-s deep Mild i-le Ihliie u wealth. Zm 1,A DANIKl, LABdVTEAl ' X ■How much lies in laiigliter I KANl KS l.lTTl.KI ' A(iE I.KWKI.I.lN(i ■A iMlr maiden, elullied with lesUal siaee. .MAID A. M A SI IN ■•AlUhai e er was jci.vuus. elear. and Fresh; iliy music dolh surpass. 40 •% ■ JLl.IA llnWl.ANl) MASSKY Thou :is lle:iveu art lair ami Thine eyes like uvin stars sliiii- BESSIE EUMONIA McCRAW •In tliy liearl the dew ol yomh. In thy lips the smile of truth. ' II i.ih I ' l.AKK MfCUE 1 ul oh ' ihe teacher as she t itluhl el Kiew 111(1 urew more lovely still n(l 111 the noblest work she HlOUiiht IS this — he sehooled a perleet will FRAXCKS L. MINDEX • And lier rich oire Is the vole of a summer bird. 4J VERGIE EMMA NUNN ■■Thon must dwell wUli me to heighten joy. And cheer my mind in sorrow. MAHY I ' KESTdN •■Shelsthe senllesi of all gentle things. l ' A iK IIKNI-KV riKlU ' E ' ■Whe hath a pleasant word And smile lor everyone. ANNIE LAURA REYNOLDS ' She is virtuous as she is lair. MARY ELIZABETH REDD A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches. DORTHY RUUERS ' The secret of life— it is giving,— To minister and to serve. CLARA CHARLOTTE SANDERLIN A perfect woman, nobly planned To Marn, lo comfort, and com- mand. ADA MAY .SMITH ' Harmonions thoughts, a soul by truth refined, Entire aftection for all human kind. 43 RHEA CLARKE SCOTT •See what grace is tealert on her hrow. ELIZABETH ■. VEHSER My duly is rtone. My conHfience is clear. MARY THOMAS ' ■ For never saw I mien or face In wliicli more plainly I could licni niiy and lionie-lired sense lieglniiinu ' in perleci innocence. EMMA LAWSdN WAKINli All I hat is i;reat and ;;ood is done by jialieni trying ' . 5IARY GRACE WALTON ■ilie lias sweetness all her own. I ' Ari.lNK lii;(.MiK8 VILL1A.M! ( N True 10 herseir. True 10 lier friends. True to lier iluiy, alwai MAMIE ELIZABETH WOODSON ■■The constant quiet tills my pciiceful breast W ' ii h unmixed joy. uninterrupied HARRIETT ELIZABETH KICHAKUSClN Skin more lair, more tclorious head, aiui far more .tjlorious HATTIE JAKE KELLY 45 S. IHl. S. fox riDe TrxK I When you ' re there you will declare That not a college can compare With S. N. S , dear S. N. S. ' lien vc came it was our aim To win a dip and highest fame In S. N. S., great S. N. S. For the novelty of everything Impressed us so at first, We imagined that forever we could stay, But we soon became so homesick. That we wanted to go home quick. And we longed for our dear ones far away. Choris : S. N. S., S. N. S., with your girls so fair. Redolent with knowledge, and with high and mighty air. S. N. S. . S. X. S. , with your teachers wise, Spreading knowledge everywhere. S. N. S., S. N. S., lovely is the sight, Dazzling with the radiance of the clever Normalite, Charms like these, if you please, always give me, S. N. . ' . for me. II Every day that glides away But makes the shorter here our stay At S. N. S.. fair S. N. S. ; But we hate to leave schoolmates. Endowed with many noble traits, At S. N. S., dear S. N. S. All the girls are sweet and charming, And the men are not so bad, But Virginia ' s schools are calling us away. Now we ' ve found that life is duty. When we thought it was all beauty. So alas! we must hasten on our way. U istov of the Class of June, 1906 HISTORY is a record of past events ; so the history of a class ought to be very dear to the hearts of each member of that class, for, in after years, how com- forting it will be to have some permanent record setting forth the events of (.)ur school life. Our class of ' 06 is rather a mixed class. Some of us have climbed the steep road of knowledge from the Training Schoijl : some have entered the academic course and thus had some four years of preparation ; while a little crowd of us, having graduated from High Schools, entered here only for the two years in the professional course. But while we are thus a mi. ed class in structure, we are all united in having a common aim, and a common goal toward which we have striven and are still striv- ing. We liive ;ur last year of school life best, I think, therefore the events which crowd into the last session are more important to us. The former years now seem rather flat and uninteresting when compared with our latter glories. So the curtain rises on us as Senior A ' s. We came back in September feeling rather more important than we did last year. Could it be possible that we would be Senior B ' s in February ? How pleasing to be considered the first class in school, and be able to name on our fingers the long list of classes below ours. U ' hat girl is there who does not feel mighty and wise ' ' when she hears a crowd of under class girls point htr out as a Senior . She can ' t help feeling self-conscious, try as she may Our first social glory as Seniors was when we, with the Senior B ' s, entertained the Juniors at a Spinster Tea in the kindergarten. Shall we ever forget that night. ' We dressed in black and powdered our hair and felt that we had made a brave show- ing. Our glory was not in the least diminished when some of us were told that we were so much improved in looks that we ought to pose as spinsters all the time. We just smiled in a superior manner at such remarks. We did the honors well. True, we did like to test the strength of the chocolate oftener than was absolutely neces- sary ; but we were afraid that it might become too weak, as each fresh supply appeared. It must have been tested thoroughly, though, for the President said it was the best chocolate he had ever drunk. We heard this on reliable testimony — and what more could be desired. ' That tea scored us one triumph. Time flashed by and the holiday season was upon us. A great many went home but a good little handful of us were left in Farmville We shall be expressing it mildly when we say that we spent a very happy Christmas. Then came January and commencement for the Senior B ' s — and then we were at last full-fledged Senior B ' s. What joy filled our hearts! We organized our class for the last time. How important we felt, and how anxiously we went over the dift ' erent names to see who would make the best officers. I think all agreed that we could not get a better or more energetic president than Isa Compton Surelv the hearts of her classmates do safely trust in her. Wo love, too, our calm, dignified vice-president, Mary Preston. After organizing, of course, came the glory of having regular class meetings. How we reveled in them at first! How superior it sounded to say so that it re-echoed far 47 down the halls, I can ' t go down town with you, I must go to class-meeting. The novelty wore off after a little, though we would not have acknowledged it outside of class for worlds. We had some heated discussions in those now dear class meetings once in a while, but we always parted at peace with each other. While a great man) ' of our class were required to teach only one term in the Training School, we professional students under the new catalogue were required to teach two terms. And what good times we did have strolling up and down the Train- ing School hall with a bosom friend at morning, recess, and noon, discussing various things not pertaining to the school room. If you had asked us why we were thus strolling in the hall instead of going out into the bright, beautiful sunshine, w e, no doubt would have smiled pityingly at your ingnorance and informed you that we were monitors. Even if you didn ' t know exactly what a monitor was, the glory was there just the same. One little pupil-teacher, who was to be monitor for the coming week an.xiously inquired of a wise monitor — who had just fulfilled her week ' s duties — what she was required to do. The wise one made reply : Oh, it is perfectly delightful! I get something interesting to read and go down to the end of the hall where I can see everything at a glance and then I have a lovely, quiet time reading. ' The little pupil-teacher had a hopeful expression on her face as she departed to tell the good news to a friend, for she never could find time to read anything lighter than Educa- tion and Psychology. The Training Schdull What fond recollections are called up by the name. Surely here there is something in a name, for no other school could ever be so dear to us as this one has been. Here we have learned wisdom and understanding in many things. One girl actually learned the difference between a caterpillar and a worm, while another girl would never commit the unpardonable mistake of saying that a caterpillar laid eggs. Why even the Second Grade children would laugh her to scorn if she did. Some of our class have w(jn lasting laurels in teaching nature study. Ask our fair Ralutatorian, Pauline, how to teach about salamanders. She and Nellie Baker fairly revel in toads, fishworms, and caterpillars, but IMar} ' Thomas would rather teach about the beautiful things in nature, the flowers and the trees. On a glad day we got our tickets for the first term ' s work. What a queer sensa- tion came over us as we closed our hands upon them. We actually shut our eyes till we could summon courage enough to look at them. How happy we were when we found that all had passed ! We were especially glad to get our tickets on teaching. A ver} ' noteworthy event was our first Seminar How fine it was not to have to go to our rooms at 7 o ' clock as the other girls did! Why are you standing on the halls talking so loudly when the study bell has rung.? asked some lower class girl. Oh, we are going to our Seminar, we would reply. That was sufficient. The poor unfortunate one would gasp at the word, look at us with round, terror-stricken eyes and flee. The word Seminar itself would be enough to quench any inquisitor. We were thus allowed to proceed in peace. Can we ever forget our first regular Seminar meeting. ' The girls were so wrought up over the importance of it (and especially the name) that they got rather hj ' sterical. One absent minded girl pre- sented a bouquet of flowers to a speaker before she had finished her paper, thus causing confusion and suppressed giggles among the members. We grew wiser, though, and at our last meeting we could look each other in the eyes with such a deeply intellectual expression that you would have marveled at it. And then we were actually not afraid to express our opinions in public. Experience is a great teacher. 48 Wl- have some talented members in our clasd. Our president has won the first great honor, that of valedictorian of our class, while she has also distinguished her- self in her literary productions. The second honor, that of salutatorian, has been conferred on Pauline Williamson. She is well worthy of this honor, and we rejoice in her success. Maud Mason, our popular glass secretary, can move stones and hills with the sweetness of her music. And Steptoe, why, she actually knows the difference be- tween a tone and a shade much to the delight of our teacher of drawing. I think she also must have used just the right lone to win her way into some one ' s heart as well. Then the drawings of Gertrude Burton and Merle Abl)itt! Why the Second Grade fairly gasps at the wonder of them. Ask the First Grade who can tell them marvelous stories that fairly make the hair stand on end, and they will answer in one voice : Miss Kizer, our sweet Miss Kizer. The little ones hang upon her words. Who, after looking into the deep brown eyes of Gertie Bowers, can wontler that her Si.xth Grade were devoted to her. Many will be indebted to her for their up- right carriage ' acquired when she taught them penmanship. Then we have some wr iters. Our modest little Sallie Jones can write thrilling Indian stories. Our Editor-in-chief of the Annual, Carrie Dungan, also, can write romances of so moving a character that you can ' t help believing that some were taken from actual e.xperience. Who can ever take Dorothy Rogers ' place as treasurer. She certainly was wiser than most women — for she could hold on to money w,th an iron hand The winter and early spring wore away only too rapidly, for we had much to do. Can it be possible that we are so near our goal. ' ' we asked ourselves. Vet so many tasks were ahead of us before we reached the haven of school girls ' dreams , that we almost despaired of ever dropping anchor there. A great many little pleasures met us along our busy every day life and these cheered us. Our teacher of Educa- tion always told us never to remember more than three things at a time : so three exciting events are recorded here as happening about the same time. I refer to basket ball first. Great honor and fame came to some of our members during the basket ball season. Didn ' t we fairly exult over the victories of our Steptoe, Grace Walton, Elizabeth Verser and Vergie Nunn. ' And then to think of Steptoe ' s team winning the championship, with Grace Walton ' s second. The second event recorded is Grace Walton ' s entertaining some of our number at a Spinster Tea. We spent a glorious evening all to ourselves. The hardest thing we had to do during those hours of pleasure was to write a short poem on man. This developed the fact that we had a poet right in our midst without knowing it. Sallie Co.x won the prize, a handsome picture of a spinster, for having the best poem, while Lizzie Kizer, as usual, got the boob) ' — a little chocolate man. The memory of that evening and the many delicious things to eat, will long live in our memories. The third event recorded is our play, The Spinster ' s Return, in which our class covered itself with glory. Many were impressed with our cobtumes on that memorable evening and the grace and ease with which we went through with our parts. The names of Margret Henderson, ' irgie Nunn, Florida Ashby and others will long be remembered through their success on that night. We were proud of our class and we had a right to be. Page Pierce ' s good advice to us that night encouraged us greatly. It was, Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, men are deceivers ever. We shall disregard our worthy teacher ' s advice this once, and include a fourth event, which, though last recorded was not the least of our social pleasures. Our matron, 49 Mrs. Cochran, gave our class a series of delightful teas on several Saturday afternoons. We enjoyed and appreciated these cozy little At Homes more than we can express. Life has not been exactly a bed of roses during the past few months. Some one aptly remarked, You can tell a Senior B anytime by the worried expression on her face. We realized forcefully that we were Pillars of the State and had a great deal to uphold. We began, too, to see the meaning of our motto : Out of the port into the sea. We surely felt that our grasp on our Alma Mater was weaken- ing, while the broad sea-life-was stretching far out before us. Whether we sail or sink depends upon ourselves ; for Straight from our mighty bow this truth is driven, They fail, and they alone, who have not striven. ' As we look back over our year ' s work, we feel that we have not striven in vain. V e have gained a fuller, richer life during our stay at the Normal School, and we feel hopeful of the future with its possibilities. And now our last night is here. Are we happy. ' Last year, as Junic rs, we looked incredulous when the Seniors said they were sorry to leave, and actually wept over going. Now we are standing where they stood one short year ago ; and we, too, are sorry to leave our dear old school and our teachers. How many tender recollections spring up as we look back over our school life, especially our last year! Now we surely have come to the port at last. Dcjes the ocean look strange, and wide, and angry as we embark ? Or do we see it lying peaceful, serene and inviting in the sunlight ? Our pages are now filled, our records here are ended. Let each of us bear away with us this thought to help us in our future work : Thou must be true thyself If thou another soul would reach; It needs the overflowing heart To give the life full speech. ViRuiE Clare McCue. 50 Class poem Our morning now is dawning, And with eager e -es are we Standing by life ' s ocean, And are gazing o ' er life ' s sea. Our ship for us is waiting, In port it now does rest, ]5ut now ere many hours It must the liillows breast. Its sails are now unfurling. And my classmates, soon shall we Be borne by this our ship, Out of port, into the sea. A bright and happy voyage We hope awaits each one ; I ' or here we have prepared for it. And have our task well done. In future 3ears. as wc go on, ' Tis not joy alone we ' ll find, For many struggles we shall have, When we leave these walls behind. ' Tis not for joy alone we wish. But all do thi desire — To triumph in the struggles ; Of duty never to tire. The years of work that we have spent With our Alma Mater dear, Will help us through the coming years, Our standard to higher rear. And help us on to gain success, How ever may be our life. They ' ll brighter make cur joys and hopes ; They will help us in our strife. Our thoughts turn back to scenes now past. For, Alma Water, we soon must part ; The years that we have spent wiih thee Will live forever in the heart. We ' ll ever love the gray and gold. And the year nought-six shall be A beacon light to guide us ' ' Out of port into the sea. Nellie Baker 51 pvopbcc of tbe Class of June, 1906 As one who cons at evening o ' er an album all alone, And muses on the faces of friends that he has known, So I turn the leaves of fancy till in shadowy design, I see the smiling faces of those old classmates of mine. How sweet to recall happy days gone by, and in this way to live again in fancy those hours which can never come again in reality. And lor me what could be sweeter, dearer and more lasting than the days of seniorhood spent within the halls of the State Normal School, and with the class of June, ' ob? Now that my classmates go forth from our Alma Mater, some to carry on the work begun here, some to make homes happy with their bright faces, and others to climb a few more rounds in the ladder of fame, it only remains for me to muse o ' er what the future holds in store for the class of June, ' 06, which passes before me glitieringin gold and and gray. First, I see a student ' s room at Vassar, and here working away happily is Isa Comptom, our president, solving great and mighty problems. She is not alone, how- ever, for there is Lizzie Kizer, laughing and chattering as in happy school-girl days at the S. N. S. How familiar it seems ! I would fain stop these two and ask them more about their work, but they quickly pass. I stand now before a statue in the Hall of fame, a statue of one of the greatest artists since the days of Christy and Gibson. As I stop to admire it, I read this in- scription carved upon its surface, Steptoe C. Campbell, State Normal School, ' 06 By its side stand other marbles of equal beauty and renown, one of another artist. Merle Abbitt, and the other of a great and noted pianist JNIaud Mason. I should like to linger within this Hall, but another scene calls my attention. It is a crowded theater. Someone is singing and as I lean forward to catch a glimpse of the wonderful singer I recognize cur class mate, Frances Munden. Her sweet song ends, and there appears an actress, Virgie McCue, whose fame has spread fai and near I hastily take fro n my belt a Marechal Niel rose to throw to her. Does she remain true to her Alma Mater. Has she forgotten us in her hour of triumph .? If so, this, her class flower will serve as a gentle reminder. I rise in my seat to send the token, but she disappears as the others before her have done, and I am again left to my musings. I5y the side of a dusty lane proudly stands a schoolhouse; in the distance loom the walls of an academy; and then a college rears its lofty towers above the tree tops. There Margaret Farish, Page Pierce, Annie Reynolds, Bessie Justis and Lillian Blair, have gained prominence because they have so wisely trained the youthful minds of our future statesmen, philosophers, and presidents. These scenes suggest to me Alma Nlater. and, through memory of the social gatherings we used to hold in the Manual Training room when we met for class, or thoughts of some unfinished work waiting to be completed by a certain day, I nat- urally wander to this place. I am met by Zoula La Bayteaux, now the teacher of the work which, to our surprise, always held so many attractions for her. In Science Hall I catch a glimpse of Pauline Williamson expounding nature to her heart ' s content, and in the Trainin g School Mary Thomas reigns as supervisor of the fourth Grade. At the Randolph-Macon ' oman ' s College, I see Miss Redd filling with honor the chair of reading and Literature, and IMamie Woodson winning laurels for herself as Gym teacher. I am not surprised to find Elizabeth Richardson and Rhea Scott trying to introduce kindergartens into the public schools of Virginia, and they have the hearty cooperation of the state superintendent — Carrie Bull. And Clara Sanderlin ! She is not satisfied with two diplomas from the State Normal School. I see her still drinking at the fountain of knowledge, and in a few years she will win her Ph. D. at the University of Chicago. Slowly these dear faces fade and the future next discloses a magnificently furnished club room. Here presiding with great dignity is — who, would you suppose. ' ' Why, Vergie Nunn. of course ! Again I hear these familiar words as she raps for silence, Come to order, sisters, and among the sisters I recognize Gertrude Burton, Julia Massey, Frances Lewelling and Edna Co.x, the leading club women of America. The scenes change rapidly now, and in quick succession pass Sallie Jones, the noted authoress, Nellie Baker, the poet of the day, Carrie Dungan, a lecturer on Woman ' s Rights, and Bernie Smith, a travelling Secretary of the Y. W. C. A. Then I see our twins, Sallie and Bevie Cox, disappearing down the corridor of life as Red Cross nurses, and they need only a war to make them go down in history as famous as Florence Nightingale. In distant lands Dorothy Rogers, Mary Preston, and Margaret Brydon are living their lives for their fellow-men. What a grand and noble work ! And as I see their untiring labors, there comes to my heart a feeling of pride to think they were mem- bers of the class of June ' 06, and are thus doing such honor to it. But while they were toiling in other fields, are we idle here at home ? As if in answer to my question, there appears one whom we knew in school days as Elsie Holland, now a Methodist preacher ' s wife. She, with the help of a city missionary, one May Smith by name, is sowing the loving seeds of kindness among the thousands of poor in the great metropolis. Before I have time to ponder on the scenes just examined, I hear sounds of applause and someone stands quite near, proudly wax ' ing on high a white banner with the name Walton written upon it. Grace has reached the summit of her am- bition, for is she not at last the Champicjn basket ball player of the State Ncjrmal School. The sounds of applause and cheers die wa} ' in the distance, and the strains of sweet music come from a hall. Here among the dancers ' happy throng, the most popular of all, are Mary Coleman, Hattie Kelly and Lelia Jackson. Down the aisle of life they go joyously dancing, scattering happiness and sunshine wherever they pass, ever loved and ever lovely. I now hear sweeter music, the ringing of distant wedding bells. What message are they bringing me? One by one they tell clear and sweet the names of our brides, Emma Waring, Margaret Henderson antl Bess Howard. The scene shifts again. This time I see Gertie Bnwers and Belle Dobie, the same happy girls as the) ' were when they left our Alma Mater, with not a care for to-day, not an anxiety for to-morrow. May the future prove as kind a friend to them, as the past has done, is the earnest wish of their classmate. Florida Ashby, Louise Adams and Bessie McCraw remain true and loyal to the Spinster Club, their lives happy and useful, their doors ever open to receive their friends. Any who contemplate spinsterhood find in them warm and sympathizing sisters. I have niiw turned the last page in my album of dreams, and here endeth the Prophecy of the Class of June, ' 06. No one has dipped into the future of our prophet ; it remains a story yet to be told. ' ill she be a writer. This (juestinn the future does answer for her and it is, No! 53 Elizabeth C. Verser. ILast Mill anb XTcstamcnt of the Scniov B Class of June, 1906 Wr. the June class of 1906, of the State Normal School, f ' armville, Virginia, be- ing about to depart this school life, and being in sound mind and in full possession of our faculties — though not of our Faculty — do hereby give and bequeath to those we are leaving behind the following treasures : Item I. To Dr. J. F. Messenger, our honorary member, we give one of the new graduate pins, with the gratitude and esteem of every member of our class. To Mr. Jarman we leave a package of the very best grass seed with the hope that he may have it sown on our own campus. Ite.m II. To Miss Woodruft ' we bequeath a list of the Senior A ' s we think can best teach the subjects of the Seventh and Eighth Grades ; to Miss Dunn, a pen that writes vertical automatically ; to Miss Pierce, a new chain and key for the Si. th Grade case ; to Miss Haliburton, a picture of the Second Grade children. Item III. We know that Miss Andrews wishes something to remind her of all the work she has put upon The Virginian this year, so we bequeath her a copy of it, in appreciation of what she has done for us. Item IV. To Miss Blackiston we leave a new method of drawing parallels and meridians, hoping that she may not have as much trouble in the future as she has had in the past ; to Miss Lancaster, minute directions concerning how to travel from here to her boarding house, so that she may not be lo.st if she should ever have to walk there alone. Item V. To Miss London we bequeath a new arithmetic, with the hope that she may never have another Senior A arithmetic class in which there are any .Senior B ' s ; to Miss Gwyn, a new Delineator of Roman and Greek costumes ; to Miss Whit- ing, a copy of all the ' ■ Guidons of this year, and all the programs of the two Liter- ary Societies. Perhaps she may find something new and interesting in them. Item VI. To Miss Rice we leave a complete his ory of missions ; also the grati- tude of our whole class for the impressions of love on our minds — amo, amas, ayyiat, ofcour.se. To Miss Hills we leave a picture of the five basket ball teams that have reached such prominence under her training ; to Miss Vennie Co.x, a new pattern for her raffia hats, since we know the diamonds of this one meet her everywhere she goes, grinning at her efforts to get them out of her sight. Item VII. To Miss Smithey we give explicit directions for training the ocal cords so that r ' s can be rolled with perfect ease ; to Miss Snow a specimen of a new kind of caterpillar, discovered by one of the observant members of our class. To Dr. Sears we gladly give a set of test questions on Civics which allows a little more than one minute to each question. Item VIII. To Mr. Mattoon we jointly and severally bequeath a map of all the region around Farmville, with cross marks where er we think he can get photo- graphs ; to Miss Coulling, a picture of S. C. C. : to Miss Winston, a plan for a model private laboratory for Margaret Sharp. 54 Item IX. To Miss AUeen Andrews we bequeath suggestions as to where she can get even more information on tiie subject, Music: Its Place in the Public Schools. Since Miss Dugger is alwa3 S afraid one does not understand, we have answers to her question, Don ' t you see ? which we hope will satisfy her. To Miss Sutherlin we leave a tennis racket, hoping she may become even more of an e.xpert player than she is now ; to Miss Harrison, a calendar forecasting days suitable for tiking little boys fishing ; to Miss Hiner, a list of classes she might take, as she seems so fond of work, alsoa plan for a school calendar we feel sure will find ready sale, the proceeds to be given to the Building Fund ; to Miss Blandy, l Ii.ss Haliburton ' s permis- sion to observe as much as .she pleases in the first grade next year, since we know she cannot stay away from her now beloved little tots all the time ; to Miss Tabb, a flexible ruler insured against breaking, even when nervous hands toy with it in her office on Sunday nights. Item X. To Mrs. Cochran we leave suggestions about how to spend the summer where she will not even see a girl ; to Miss Mary White Cox, a picture oi ' The Baby of the White House ; to Miss Allen, a little machine that says All in . Good night. Item XI. We lovingly bequeath to Mrs. Jamison an answer to the question that must worry her exceedingly, Why do school girls have such big appetites.? Upon Miss Thraves we bestow a thermometer, to be hung just inside the infirmary door ; to Mrs Newby, souvenirs of all the feasts in which we Seniors took a promi- nent part. With them we give our heartiest wishes that she may have a pretty room in the new building next year. To Dr. Winston we leave one of his own pill boxes, filled to the brim with the gratitude of the whole class for his man ' acts of kindness in times of need ; to Mr. Cox, a companion for Rock and Rye ; to Mrs. Thackston, a wagon in which to convey girls to the station when their seemingly numberless rela- tives pass through Farmville. Item XII. To the future Senior B ' s we very willingly bequeath our criticism books. Perhaps they may find something to help them over the rough places they must surely travel. To The Guidon staff we generously give all the literary matter left over from our Annual ; to the Argus Literary Society, a few suggestions as to how to study Tennyson ; to the Cunningham, a few points about Mr. Longfellow. Item XII. To our beloved Alma Mater we bequeath this statue of Minerva, the goddess of wisdom. Though we know it can never repay the debt of gratitude we owe our school, yet it can stand here, as a memorial of our love and devotion. We hereby constitute Carrie Dungan executor of this, our last will and testa- ment, in witness whereof we have set hereunto our hand and seal, this the 4th day of June, in the year nineteen hundred and six. Class of 1906 of the State Normal School Witness ; Mary Preston Julia Howland Massey Bernie Smith 55 Xife ' 8 Ewahening As one who wakes from vague, phantastic dreams To certain knowledge of the noon-da}- Hght, Am I : and while I slept, I did not know The (.lepth and breadth and length of waking Hfe. Suddenly 1 awoke, I know not how ; INIayhap the time of nature ' s waking came, Or touch, or sound disturbed my mental sleep : My mind ' s eye oped, and lo ! in majesty The broad expanse of Life ' s great ocean shone. Vast, limitless, it stretched till ached the eye With looking. Calm, peaceful, its surface lay, Gently moving — the calm of conscious power; Its low, yet overwhelming undertone Gave full assurance of its awful might. ; Iy very heart stood still, and filled t(j break With satisfying joy that yet was pain. I longed to be upon its mighty breast ; Earth seemed receding, as though ' twere dissolved Upon the Ocean ' s tongue, and I swei)t out Far on its waving plane. The shore of dreams. Whose mists and clouds had long obscured my sight, Gladly I left behind, with ne ' er a sigh, And no regret save for the time lost there. Grace Thorpk, ' 09 56 Seconb H Class grotto: A posse ad esse. Colors : Navv blue and red Flower : Orange blossom ©fficcrs President ------- Lizzie Batten Vice-President ------ Maybelle Hearring Secretary -------- Lou Nance Treasurer ------ ' Reva Hamilton Class IRoll Lizzie Batten Nannie Bo3d Mary Brightwell Hannah Chapman Ella Dillard Emma Edwards Jacque Etheridge Reva Hamilton Maybelle Hearring Rufenia Irby Annie Jacob Ora Linkous Emma Matthews Edith Minor Lou Nance Annie Patteson Ruth Scarborough Iris Stembridge Lillian Still Hattie Turner Pearl Townsend Atala Walker 57 IRcvv Junior IB Class Motto ; In yonder vinej ' ard lies a treasure : let us dig for it. Flower : La France rose ■ Colors : Pure gray and old rose ©fRccrs President, Anne Richardson ' ice-President, Carrie Kyle Secretary, Gertrude Davidson Treasurer, Florence Barr Class IRoII Alice Castle Clara Colton Florence Barr Katherine Britton Flora Bruce Gertrude Davidson Elizabeth Edwards Leona Ellington Mary Holt Lilliax Jones • ' Absent when piclure was taken. Carrie Kyle Annie La.s;caster Mae Marshall Nellie Moreland Anne Richardson Louise Semones ] L RY Steger Clara Smith Hazel Thompson Susie Wright 59 ®lb Junior IB Class Motto : — To be, rather than to seem Fh.iwer : — Narcissus Colors : — Old gold and crimson ©fficcrs MvRii.K Rea ----- President Carrie Mason - - . - ' ice-President Vfrnie Blankinship ----- Secretary Fannie Christian ----- Treasurer Clacis IRoll JosiE Baker Mary Glasgow Caroline Baylf.y Eleanor Jamison Vermk Blankinship . Julia Kent Mollie Byerley Ethel Ligon Rosa Caldwell - Janet ALahon Fannie Christlax Carrie Mason Hattie Crute Myrtle Rea Elizabeth Davis .-. Margaret Ticker - ' ■ Belle DiNTON Alma ■ALKER Louise Farinholt Lockett Walton Lois Watkins 6i IRew Ubkb B Class INIotto : Excelsic i- Flower: American Beauty rose Colors : Red and white ©fficers President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer Blanche Madeleine Gentry Mary Mosby Stephens Nellie Tyler Roatwright Florence Baker Rawlings Class IRoll Nellie Boatwright Ophelia Bray Margaret Brown Alice Carter Mary Sue Clayhrook Susie Cox SuDiE Davis LiLLiE Delp Blanche Gentry Louise J. Jones Ida King Ethel La Boyteaux Martha Hoy Ethel Mills Ruth Obenshain Mary Perkins Florence Rawlings Maria Shugert Nellie Smith Marian Snavely Chloe Snow Mary Stephens J L MiE Jones Mary Terrell Elaine Toms 63 ®uv jfabs anb JFailino First B ' s : Accompanying teachers to the Y. W. C. A. ; spending too much time on geography ; an honorary member ; and a class pin. Many, many girls : V. P. I. pennants, hats, hatpins, belt buckles, — even V. P. I. test papers — treasures that must be saved from flame and flood by taking them down the fire escape in one ' s arms. ] Iargaret Sharpe : Borrowing books and forgetting to return them ; entering chapel late. The Faculty : Giving tests and sending notes. Estelle Fitchett : Going home with a different teacher every day Senior B ' s : Having their pictures made for the Annual ; taking tests on civics. Blanche G : Quizzing the teacher of physics. Various and sundry girls and teachers : A fancy for badges, the one wearing the greatest number on the left shoulder being considered the most popular. Eva Ws rommate : Ha ing the alarm clock go off every morning at .-;i.K, whether she wishes to get up or not. Ladies of the faculty : Athletics. Wirt Davidson : Badging teachers with her society pin. Scores and scores : The loving fad. Every girl must be crazy about some girl or a teacher, and send notes, candy, flowers and photographs to her special. Training school children : Futurity books. Kodak fiends : Three dozen different views of the sweetest thing in the world. Mary Stephens : A daily visit to Uncle Pat ' s. ' ' High-minded girls ; See-sawing. Home department : A weakness for setting on ' ' girls. Supervisors : ' riting criticims and teaching model lessons. The most taking fad in April : La Grippe. Second B ' s particular hobby : Topical reviews in general history. Vivian B and Belle B : Long lines of neat A ' s in Miss Hills ' grade book. Room Number 2 : Never in bed at ten o ' clock. A spring fad : Cornfield panamas, plain or plaid, encircled by brilliant ban- danas. Julia P ; A tender love for stray cats. Girls in general : Skipping breakfast on Sundav morning. Lavenders ' greatest failing : Winning the championship. 65 Pupil teachers : Pacing up and down the training school halls, with plan books under their arms, and faces like two rainy days. Marietta K : Leaving a book in Miss London ' s class room after each recitation so that she may go back for it. Girls of the White House : Inviting teachers to 9.30 midnight feasts. Lucy W , Katherine P , I illian R : Seeing that Miss Lan- caster never goes home alone. Class in education ; Telling Dr. M that they do not understand the philosophy of it. Grace B- -1- : Buying up old hats — if she can get them for twenty-five cents. Leonardine W : Reflections — of herself! Lockett W-lt-n and Eva j l-ll-r : Inability to see why waterfalls are not a great disadvantage to farmers. (.• ' ) Myrtle Rea, Alice Carter, Lelia Hatcher, Wirt Davidson, Julia Spain, Vernie Blankinship : Arguing on Predestination and Infant Baptism. The Guidon : Coming out late. The fad of fads, from First B to Senitir B : Making raft ' ia hats, and daisy neck- chains. The stylish ones : Elbow sleeves — morning, noon and night. Vernie Blankinship and Others, ' 07. 66 ©lb Zbivb IB Class Motto : Ad caelum per dura. Flower : Trailing arbutus Colors : Burt and green ©fRcers President, Bessie Sampson Vice-President, Myrtle Grexels Secretary, Mary Spencer Treasurer, Maggie Taylor Grace Beale Grace Clements Myrtle Grenels Mildred Price Class IRoll Lucy Warburton Bessie Sampson Julia Spain Mary Spencer Maggie Taylor 67 XTbivb H Class Mott j : Palma non sine pulvere. Flower: Buttercup Colors : Navy blue and orange President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer ©fficers Wirt Davidson Moi.LiE Mauzy Mary Adams IsABELLE Harrison Class IRoIl Mary Adams Bessie Anderson BooTHE Bland Martha Blanton Minnie Blanton M ATI IE Bowles LoLi.iE Crittenden Wirt Davidson Ida Fretwell Mattie Fretwell Geraldine Graham Nora Garrett Isabelle Harrison Bernice Howard Mattie Hubbard Helen Jordan MoLLIE Maizy Fannie Moore Blanche Nidermaier Jessie Nidermaier Katherine Pennykacker Kaiherine Perky Lucy Robins Edith Rogers Mabel Shuman Si ' SAN Stone Helen Steed LuLA Sutherlin ( ; RAH am Trent Margaret Wiatt 68 Zo the ©tfice! jlELL, Grace, did you hear my name read out in chapel this morning? Go to the office again at the short recess! What do you suppose can be the matter now ? The first time, you remember, I was in such a tangle trying to have my schedule made fiut ; everything conflicted. I ran to the president to straighten out my troubles, and hadn ' t been in his office two minutes before I was bawling, and until this day I can see Miss Secre- tary laughing at my serious predicament, and hear her saying, ' Well, I ' ve seen girls weep about many things ; but never before have I heard one cry because she couldn ' t get enough work. ' You were with me that time when we had to go to render our excuses for hav- ing been absent from chapel — a test at eight o ' clock. Two weeks went swifth ' by and perhaps two more, but the ' note ' came, then to the office, perforce, the ne.xt morning — with swollen eyes — to ' show my ilispc si- tion. ' Then the Horse .Show took place in Lynchburg. I feasted my mind on the thought of those reduced rates as long as I could stand it, and then back to Mr. President. Victory once more — though without a tear, this time. But fate was against me the next visit, for, after all my begging, he wouldn ' t consent to my going home one day earlier at Easter. Again, my ' friend from home ' wished to come to see me one Sunday afternoon. This is against our ' Rules and Regulations, ' so our belov _-d President hatl to be con- sulted. My! it tcjok courage this time — but I was happv when Sunda} ' afternoon came. Since I have lived through all these visits to the office, do you think I need fear the approach of the short recess to-day ? INIyrtle Re. , ' 07. Xockeb ©lit She has been out nearly two hours looking for botany specimens. Very tired and hungry, she at last hurries toward school. At the top of the hill she is startled by a familiar, but far awav sound. Is that the bell . No . Yes! She must walk faster. It will never do for her to miss her supper. Faster, faster! Every girl has left the campus ! Must she really forget her dignity and run ? Well perhaps she does, perhaps she doesn ' t — anyvva} ' , she reaches the dining-room door, with cap awry, side-combs gone, her hair streaming about her shoulders, and her face moist and crimson. What ! Is the door actually closing in her face ? She hears the lock click. Oh, who cares ! she murmurs, forgetting her tell-tale tresses, and ignoring a half-sup- pressed giggle from two maids, standing bv ; I ' m not hungry one bit ; I don ' t want any supper; I know they wuu ' t have anvthing good, an)way ! Mary Sue Claybrook, ' 09. 70 IF ow to Ipvcpave a Xcsson Here is a thoroughly practical and metliodical plan for preparing your regular lessons. Listen ! When the study bell rings, just as soon as you can finish your conx ' ersation with your best friend, hurry to your room, slip on your kimono, brush out ycjur hair, and sit d(j vn by the table. Search for your book amid the disorderly pile your room-mates always keep there. Go back to the dresser for a pencil, because, you know, you can- ncjt study well without one in your hand ; then open your book and look for the marks, which, as a careful student, ymi have placed to show where the lesson begins and ends. If you have any notes or outlines, taken in the class, you will probably find them crumpled up in the waste basket. Smooth them out and lay your open book upon them. Now, in order to concentrate your mind entirely upon your task, you must get rid of everything else that is upon it. Look in the table drawer to see if your mailed that letter you wrote this morning ; before vou forget it, tell the girls in your room what vour teacher , who is the sweetest thing in the world , said to you when you met her on the campus to-day; then run across the hall and return the stamp you borrowed. When you are once more in your own room, get a drink of water, and hunt for vour schedule. It will be in one of your books, you will not remember which; but take time to find it. Vou must know how many periods you have to-morrow. Everything is now arranged, and _ (iu can settle down to solid work. f ' irst, go rapidly over your lessijn to get the outline, then start from the beginning to study it carefully. By the time -iini reach the bottom of the first page, the recreation bell w-ill ring, and you may as well put up ycjur book, for you cannot work with visitors running in and out, and the girls enjoying fandangoes and war-dances in the hall. Having conscientiously followed these directions, you may, when the good-night bell rings, retire with a sense of duty dime — and no dreams of wrathful teachers and dreaded notes need trouble ) our peaceful slumbers ! Gr.ace Thorfe, ' 09 1Re v Scconb B Class Motto : Vita sine sapientia mors est. Flower ; Lily of the valley Colors : Green and white Class ©fficers RuiH Redd Margaret W ' hite (jRACE Thorpe Mary JNIdore President ' ice-President Secretary Ireasurer dlass IRoU Evla Agee Nannie Bennett Elizabeth Bridges Nellie Bristow Marshall Buckner Gillette Bagby Kathleen Baldwin Georgie Creekmore Maude Cox Flora Chaney Maude Davis Elva Davies Evelyn Figg Lizzie FiiLLER Estelle Fitch ett Bessie Gills ALyria Gresham Bessie Ha(5ER Susan Hall Lelia Hatch er Nellie Henderson Charlie Jones Beilaii Johnson Iane ]oHNS N i L RiETiA King LUCILE LoWRY 1 L KV Lackey Virginia INLyson Li LA McGehre L i i)E McKee L. E. ALaxey 1 L RY Moore Lelia ALyrtix F ' DiiH Orange Aileen Poole Helen Potts Jl ' LIA Pallett Bessie Paulett ALybel Peterson Louise Robinson Maggie Humphries Lelia Robertson Lottie Rosbach Frances Sadler Virginia Sjiith Bessie Sterrett Fannie Scates Mil dred Tucker Grace Thorpk Louisa Taie.m HONTAS TiNSLEY LoTiiE Thorpe Alice ' are Beulah Williamson Li:CV WOOLI ' OLK Cornelia Wilson Anxie Wise L r(;aret White Elizabeth Win i worth Evelyn Wiisiix Eva Walters 72 ©lb cconb B Class Motto : The impossible is not. Colors : Purple and white Flower : ' iolet President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer ©fficcrs I Iary C. Pierce Sue Ruffin RiTH Foreman 1 F ggie L. Ewing Blanche Armistead Florrie Batten Camilla Bedinger Clarice Bersch Annie Bidgood Emma Blanton Virginia Blanton Carrie Bliss Lillian Bland Maud Bruce Carrie Caruthers Lillian Bland Lizzie Caldwell Hallie Chrisman Jaira Chapman Pearl Childress Jennie Cluverius Hattie Cox Margaret Davis Mildred Davis Kyle Davis flDcmbeva Daisy Diggs Mary Dupuy Maggie Ewing Eugenia Fallwell Bessie Flournoy Ruth Foreman Kate Fulton Nancy Garrow Lilian Greater Adele Hunley Ethel Hubbard Louise Jones Mariam Jones Jane B. Johnson Hallie King Grace Mallory Mary McGeorge Annie McLean Ruth Minor Annie Moore Ant oinette Nidermaier Esther Owens Winnie Parsons Mabel Peterson Mary Pierce LuciLE Pleasants Allie Raiford Lillian Rose Sallie Rose Sue Ruffin Bessie Rucker Mildred Richardson Frances Stoner Florence Stoneham Hunter Tatim Ellen Taylor Annie VAi ' ciHAN Happy Wilder Unity Williams Ida Walton Vedah Watson Leonardine Wright 74 Cleanino ' ' Up O UR rooms must be ready for inspection by nine o ' clock every day, except Sat- urday. We have only forty-five minutes after breakfast in which to put them in order. Sometimes, during my week to clean up, I get several letters at the breakfast table ; of course, I must take time to read them. Then, think- ing my Latin lesson, of which I have not translated a wiird, of more importance than sweeping and dusting, I sit down to study a while. Suddenly I come to my senses. Only five minutes left ! I lly to the beds. As I made them up carefully yesterday, I can just spread them up to-day. I grab the broom and whisk the trash to the middle of the floor. There goes the bell ! What shall I do . ' I must go to chapel, or visit the office to render my excuse , so with one deft, practiced stroke I send the trash under the bureau. Leaving the dust flying in a thick cloud, I grab my books and rush down the steps to chapel, the last one in. When I return, I find the bureau pulled aside to disclose the trash, and a name written in the dust on my lampshade. Horrors! Another ' . P. in the matron ' s book ! On Saturday, our rooms are not inspected until ten o ' clock; we sorely need that extra hour. It is harder to clean up then, for on Friday I just half-way do it, think- ing, To-morrow is Saturday and I can have a good cleaning. There is, too, on Friday night always some unusual occasion to stir things up. One of my room-mates is dressing for the animal show. She is to represent one of her ancestors, a monkey, — and she is blacking her face and hands and dressing herself accordingly. She hasn ' t time to search for things, she needs, so she just empties the bureau drawers upon the floor, and tosses contents about until she finds what she wants ; she leaves the rest right where she poured them. Another excited room-mate is going down to the parlor to entertain her first beau at the Normal School. All the neighbors are in helping with her toilet. One lends the blue dress, another, a collar, another, a gol d rimmed comb, and another, a piece of ribbon. Kver}tliing is topsy-turvy when th girls are gone. Saturday morning we wake just as the breakfast bell is ringing. Oh, I just cannot miss my breakfast and have the matron ' sitting-on ' me : 1 must go. We grab the nearest garments, dash a little water on our faces, and start down the steps with our mouths full of pins, and with belts and collars in our hands. We are the last, and the matron scolds, Girls, }0u must hurry up ; it has been seven minutes since the bell stopped ringing. After breakfast, we must stroll around the yard a while, of course, before return- ing to our room. Once there, I tie a towel around my head, roll up my sleeves, d(jn my chemistry apron, and rout the girls with, If you will just get out of my way, I can clean up much quicker. They perch upon the trunks in the hall to study. First, I hang up everyt hing that can hang, and pack the other things, none too neatly, back into the bureau drawers. Then, I make up the beds carefully, oh, very carefully, for I need a good grade to cancel that last poor one. just as I sweep the trash up to the door, ready to flirt it into the hall while the servant is not looking, in rushes one of my room-mates for a pencil. There goes the dust back to the other side of the room, under the beds, and I have to sweep again! ■ 76 , At last the trash is in the hall, but alas ! here comes that maid. She has swept the hall once, and refuses to do it again. She opens ni} ' door and sweeps the trash back threatening, I sho ' gwine tell on yer, if yer does that again! At last my task is done, and the girls come back. Do not lay your books on the bureau, and please do not sit down on that bed before the matron comes, I sternly command. Soon a lady with a little red book in her hand enters. She hardly opens the door before I ask, Are you going to give me ' excellent ' to-day? She no sooner gets across the hall to the next room, than I fall over on the bed with a sigh of relief. Bernice Howard, ' 09. M Bits of IRcvcv in the IFnfinnav THURSDAY, 5 P. M. Y heaJaclie is better. I am not sorry I came, in spite of all the uLijections I raised at first. It is rather a pleasure to be tip here, awai ' IVijm the t)ustling noise of this particular spot of Vanit} ' P ' air. I wonder what we shall have for supper. I Impe there will be more than we had last night. One does not care to be treated like a perfect in alid when one has only a headache and a convalescing appetite. I wish that girl over in the corner would stop talking! Her tongue has not stopped a minute since two o ' clock. I know everyone near her is frantic. Horrors! did she speak to me. ' I shall just quietl} ' close my eyes and let her think I ' m asleep. 7.30 P. M. We had a bountiful supper alter all. but it was a long time coming. I hen I had such heaps of company! It certainly makes one have a little glow at the heart to have so manv friends come in. I really believe coming to the infirmary is a good test of one ' s p(j[)ularity. Anyhow, it shows you very plainly who thinks ut ' you and who doesn ' t. How I wish She would come! That was my first thought when I consented to come up here. When she misses me from class will she think enough of me to find out my whereabouts.? Oh, joy! that would make up Hjr all the headaches in the world! FRIDAY, II A. .AI. I am afraid my head is easy this morning, but I ' m s ' l much in lo e with this little bed and this quiet, softly lighted room I think I shall stay another day. The doctor looked at me in a peculiar way this morning. I w(jnder if he tfiinks I ' m playing ofl . But it has been noised abroad that we invalids are to have oyster soup for dinner. Now I ' m extremely fond of oyster soup and just can ' t miss this chance, so I ' ll not get well enough to go back to my room until this afternoon. Well, well, I wonder what Mrs. Colter thinks of me. I did not want to talk to those visitors she was showing around, and when I opened my eye s I thought they were all gone. No, there stood Mrs. Colter, looking down at me in the most quizzi- cal wav; I know she thinks I ' m tlie paragon of politeness. 5 P. M. Am I realh- lying here in bed or floating on those beautiful sunset clouds I see through the window. ' S ie has been to see me, and, oh, those lovely violets she brought! May I be forgiven for that fib about the headache! Well, it has ached, and I could not resist the temptation of having her rub my temples — burning from excitement! — with her soft cool hands. Oh, I should be willing to have the headache for a month to catch another glimpse of Paradise! 8 P. JM. Nurse said I might go home to-night. I ' m almost sorry, but I know my room- mates are missing me dreadfully. Hereafter, I shall advise everyone who gets the least bit sick to come straight to the infirmary. It ' s such an ideal place in which to rest up, and get a change of diet. Carrie Dungan, ' 06. 78 Senior H Class Flower : Goldenrod Colors : Green and gold Motto : VVie die Arbeit so fest ist der Lohn. ©fRccrs Mary M. Schofield, President Frank Jones, Vice-President Sidney Guy, Secretary ZuLA CuTCHiNs, Treasurer Class IRoIl Belle Brosins Daisy Chapman Lutie Clark Zula Cutchixs Ruth Cobb Theodosl De Baun Lois Gillespie Belle Gilliaji Sidney Guy Sue Hamlett Juliette Hundley ] Iyrti.e HouiT Frank Jones Sallie Lee Lois Leonard Sallie Miller Antoinette Morgan Beryl Morris Nan Nicholson Hattie Paulett Pauline Reynolds Leonora Ryland Elizabeth Stokes Virgie Stubblefield Mary Schofield Eleanor Wiatt 79 jfivst B Class IMotto : Perseverentia vincit omnia. Flower : Garden lily Colore : Olive and canary Class ©fftccrs President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer - - - - Honorary Member : Steptoe Christian Campbell Mamie Baldwin Virginia Tinsley Georgie Wray Sinclair Mary (ioornviN Mills Class IRoU ■Carrie Anderson Bessie Brooks Bertie Brooks Bertha Braithwaite Evelyn Baird Lucy Berger Garnett Booker ViRGiE Bryant Lillian Bvrd Frances Britton Lou Chambers Kathleen Chappell INLabel Coleman Emma Colley Nannie Colley Ethel Cardwell Inez Carter Fannie Condrey Iva Deshazo Maud Drummond Blanche Dudley Agnes Daniel Nannie Mae Davis Minnie Duncan Mary Esther Fdwards Beulah East LrcY Elcan Ethel Fiske Mamie Firebaugh Leverna Foster Louise Forbes Lillian Glenn Lucy Hiner P ' lorence Hardwick Lundie Hardaway Mattie Haskins Lulie Hawkins Sally Harvey Joyce Harris Bessie Hathaway Susie Higginbotham Emma Jones Beatrice Jones Bessie Jones Lena Jennings Tilley Jennings 8l Elizabeth Jexmngs Winnie Likkous Daisy Lee Myrtle Ligon Anna Long Fannie McNutt Pattie Mauzv Cornelia MaRci ' sox ViDA MURFEE Blanche McClentic Archie McClentic Mattie Mahon Connie Miller Lena Morris May Mason Edna Marks Helen Nicholson Louise Owen Ella Osborne Augusta Penn Lucy Phillips Annie Payne Mabel Palmer Irma Phillips Willixette Rocke Ida Roberson Lottie Rosbach ' IRGIE Rebin Gertrude Rossom Inez Reams Mattie Ritter Carrie Scates Bessie Stuart Sarah Stuart Lillie Sharp Edna Sharp Blanche Shepard Ruth Shepard Mary Shepard Ethel Smith Lizzie Smith Clara Snell Hallie Starling Annie Sutherland Mattie Thraves Lelia Trenor Annie Wambersie Sherwood White Lottie Winfree Iva Wilkkrson Grace Wright Etta Wright Page Wise Carrie Withers Marie Woody Marguerite Watkins Mary Wilson 82 aimiEi Zhc 3o Q of a Senior IB. The happiness of spinsteihood, the reveries of a bachelor-maid, the independent freedom of a new woman, the joys of a mother, have all been celebrated in song and story. But the joys of a Senior B remain untold, except b - word of mouth, and that is not an abiding form. We might have spoken of the reveries of a Senior B, but she, poor child, never has time for revery. If she does occasionally get away from the stern reality of work to the forbidden land of day-dreams, her thoughts soon follow the path she has so often taken to the training school. As soon as she thinks teaching, by the law of association her ne.xt thought is, Oh, I have a lesson plan to write, and her dream is rudely broken. What are the joys of a Senior B .■■ The joys of classes in education, psvchology, gymnastics, all dwindle into insignificance before the an.xious delight of teaching in the Training School. If a girl has any conceit when she goes into that work, she is violently relieved of it before long. — if not by the children themselves, then by the supervisors. The children do it by gleefully, wickedly propounding questions which no one can answer or by completely ignoring her and her eflbrts to manage a grade, or by shouting, Miss ! Miss ! there is so much noise in here that I can ' t hear what }ou say ! The supervisors easily diminish the self-esteem of over-confident new teachers by w-riting long, effective notes, — which the girls sometimes dcjn ' t half understand, — in those delightful criticism books. And the professional expression of a supervisor observing! It can make an egotistic pupil-teacher quake in her shoes. The children are themselves joys. Some are lovable all the time, all are lovable some of the time, hut never are all lovable all of the time. These dear, original, clever little people try the patience of many a poor frightened girl. Sometimes, too, they try her sense of the ridiculous; but to smile before her class would be Training School ostracism ; while to laugh outright would deser e utter and outer darkness. There is plenty of brightness, however, amid such fearsome experiences. The children scintillate with it, as vou shall see. 84 A teacher in the Second Grade was laboring to explain the mysteries of a tad- pole ' s respiration. To emphasize by judicious iteration, she asked, Now, how does it breathe? How that little fellow ' s eyes twinkled as he answered, Through its tail ! Willard of the First Grade, wishes to kncjw if there are really any such things as fairies. Robert thinks if there are, they surely do not live anywhere around here. When being introduced to the mysteries of the interior of the earth, the Fourth Grade asked, If the world were turned wrong side out, would the rivers be bumps ? The Third Grade is well informed concerning Mr. Darwin ' s theories of evolution, for one little girl, when questioned about the meaning of ancesiurs, replied, I thought ancestors were monkeys ! This grade is fortunate, too, in having a member that can argue well. He bids fair to become a preacher or lawyer. When asked a why for which he can find no other reason, he always answers conclusively, Because God made it so ! The Fifth Grade is observant, as well as sympathetic. Seeing a teacher steal a fond farewell glance at her plan before beginning to teach her lesson, one of its mem- bers consolingly remarked, It ' s a shame that you all can ' t look at your plans after you have written them, isn ' t it . ' ' The Sixth Grade has advanced a step further than being sympathetic — it is senti- mental. The girls of the grade are heard to whisper ardently, as a favorite teacher passes, Oh, isn ' t she darling. ' I love her better than I love my life ! We admire the purposeful determination of some of the boys of this grade, too. John, aged thirteen, once avowed gallantl} ' , Yes, I would marr}- the girl I kived, even if papa was opposed ! The .Seventh Grade is good at reasoning, as well as at guessing. Was the one boy of the grade reasoning or guessing when he asked, Is egress the feminine of eagle ? Not even the dignity of the Eighth Grade can quench the curiosity of the child mind, for these seniors of the Training school wish to know if the Bad Man lives on the inside of the earth. Again while laboring with the intricacies of the human mind, they inquire, Are the mind and the brain the same. ' If not, where does the mind sit ? In spite of the fact that these little folk give more tests than they receive, their teachers love them ver ' much, and were greatly distressed when orders came fnjoi headquarters to stop ' spooning ' with the children. We often ha e sad, discouraged hearts; our shoulders are sometimes burdened with heavy loads; but we oltener have our joys, and none, no, not one of us, would ex- change the experience gained in the Training School for anything within reason. We come out the better for being tried; we have richer conceptions, deeper sympathies, and broader views of life; we are better adjusted to our environment; we are better able to help others. Calenbav of 1k(nbei 3avtcn Celebrations ■Movembcr 29, 1905 It was on this day that the scene or the flrst Thanksgiving was reproduced in the Kinder garlen. The children entered the ring dressed like our Pilgrim Fathers. The little boys wore dark suits, with large white collars and cuffs and Puritan hats; the little girls wore kerchiefs and caps. They sang the songs of Thanksgiving, which expressed their thankfulness for the fact that all the crops had been harvested. ©ecembcr 25, 1905 Our ne.xt celebration was on Thursday before Christmas. For many weeks the lUtle one spent much time in making their first presents for those they loved. On Wednesday the tree was brought into the room, and the children beauUfled it with these presents and other ornaments they had made for the purpose of decoration — strings of pop-corn, cornucopias, lanterns and brightly colored bags which were tilled with candy. On Thursday morning the children all came to their places, bringing with them their parents. After singing Christmas songs and talking of why they celebrated this da.y, their presents were handed them from the tree and the children gave them to those for whom they were made. When the children had received their candy and fruits llie. ' joyfttlly bade us adieu until the year 1906. Jfebruarv 14, 1906 Valentine ' s Day had come al la t. and great was tlie mystery with which the children made their valentines. Interesting stories had been told the children of good .St. ' alentine. i ne of he little boys undertook the duties of postmaster, and delivered the valentines to each child. This day was one of interest and great excitement. ifcbruarig22, 1906 l ' ' ullowiug close ttpon this was (Jeorge A ' ashiiigton ' s liiri lidn.v. on which they lenrnetl of their country ' s flrst president, . fter learning of this man ' s great aiul noble deeds as couniianilcr-in- chief of our army, they played games in which they were soldiers. Adorned wiili soldier cajis and fieorge Washington badges, they shouldered their guns and waved the •■ Hed. While, aiui Blue, as they marched away to do their country ' s duty. IRag 1, 1906 Last of our delightful celebrations comes oitr IMay Day exercises. The children have been eagerlj ' watching the coming of spring. On the flrst day of May they sang many spring songs. Though the May-pole dance was the chief feature of this da.v, all watched with mttch enjoyment the movements of the brownies, fairies, and butterflies of the Kindergarten, and the coronation of the Queen of May. Lucy Rice Mary Holt Edith Drv.iLL Kindergarten, ' 07 86 5Hev Jfivst Ipmnisbineiit T HE pretty little mother looked broken hearted as she sat in her low sewing chair and rocked back and forth, while her eldest daughter, a 3 ' oung lad} ' of three, sat defiantly erect on her lap. The young father stood helplessly near, rathej- to take both in his arms — this brown-e3 ' ed, sweet-faced wife, and the funny little baby. But, no, Ihis is no time for caresses — something awful has happened. The baby with her serious face, and queer little head just beginning to show a fuzz of light brown hair, their own little girl, had committed a sin! The serpent had entered the Garden of Eden, and behold, the woman fell! In other words, the baby had bitten her mother ' s finger! She must be punished, E elyn! The words fell like a thunder-clap from the lips of the stern young father. We ' ve always said we would do our dut - by our child, and this is the time to begin. Oh, Web, she ' s so tiny and little, it might break her little heart to be touched roughly. ' ' Nonsense, dear, I tell you she must be whipped. Well, — the words came sobbingly, and were followed l) ' a burst of tears — here, take my darling, but don ' t, don ' t you dare to hurt her! The awful moment had come! The young father feeling like an executioner, took the child, who slipped into his outstretched arms with a delighteil chuckle. Now, said the youngster, pa ' y ' Ride cock horse, ' Papa. But, hold, this is a new game! Wh} ' , you can ' t get to Banbury Cross when you lie fiat across your papa ' s knees. Neither are those three sudden sharp pats exactly agreeable, or conduci e to a pleasant journey on a white horse . The little lady turns in wonder, looks up with astonished eyes, and smilingly asks: W ' y, what de matter, Papa.? Mary Mercer Schofield, ' 07 As Others See Them. ir ow Janet anb H IRcab riDacbctb AST night Margaret and I read Macbeth, that grand tragedy of horror, said Alice at the breakfast table, with the air of one who is learned in literature. We are reading that in our Shakspere class, added our two Juniors. Of course, you are enjoying it.? asked Mabel. Yes, indeed, answered Margaret, enthusiastically. Did you say ' Macbeth.? ' inquired Annie, who had been carving the beef I am reading that myself What do you think of it, dear. ' It is a grand tragedy. Some of the scenes are unsurpassed as psychological studies. Shaksphere rose to a great dramatic and poetic height in writing it, she replied. Janet and I kept very quiet during this literary conversation, for we did not care to be teased about our ignorance, and it must be confessed that we knew nothing of the grand tragedy under discussion. Most of the girls at our table liked litera- ture ; Janet and I did not. They were Juniors and Seniors ; we were Freshmen. They held offices in the literary societies ; we did not belong to any of these awe- inspiring organizations. Some of them will probably write great books ; Miss Mason is glad when Janet and I hand her themes containing decent English sentences, and no mispelled words. One might think it would be delightful to sit at the table with such gifted young ladies, but we did not enjoy it. We never came to the table with- out hearing something about our ignorance and lack of literary taste. It would have been better if we had liked literature, we acknowledged to our inmost selves, but our friends had no right to make our lives a burden because we did not. On this particular morning, Janet and I ate dry toast rather than call attention to our offensive presence by asking for butter, but we were not to escape their scath- ing remarks e en by such self-sacrifice. Girls, I have a fine idea! announced Annie, rapping lightly on the table for attention. What is it.? they asked in chorus. Let ' s ask Miss Stone to tea Monday night, and discuss Macbeth with her. We won ' t tell her what we wish : somebodv can bring up the subject in an easy, natural way, she explained. Good! The very thing! cried several of the girls. I don ' t think we could ask the teacher of literature to tea with us ; these Freshmen would disgrace us, objected Alice scornfully. They would bring discredit upon the whole Freshman class! added Mabel. That doesn ' t matter, put in Annie with a superior air ; eveiybody knows that Freshmen have but little knowledge. Miss Stone will nut expect them to take part in the discussion, Janet ' s e}es flashed fire, and I drew my lips into a straight line and made a solemn vow that we would discuss Macbeth when Miss Stone came, even if we had nervous prostration afterward. Our class should not be disgraced, and it should be 89 demonstrated that Freshmen have a little knowledge. Breakfast over, we rushed to our room, and gave utterance to our wrath. When the storm of anger had subsided, we made our plans. It was Saturdav, and we could spend the whole morning reading. Janet had an old copy of Macbeth in the closet, and while she was hunting it, I went to the library for a copy of How to Read Shakspere, which I had once seen there when I was looking for a grammar. It was characteristic of me to have looked for a grammar among the Shakspere books. We found a quiet, secluded spot in a distant corner of the campus, and began our work with determination. ' Fair is foul, and foul is fair, ' read Janet. ' This sentence is the keynote of the drama, ' I quoted from How to Re.id Shakspere. ' Fair is foul, and foul is fair, ' — keynote of drama. Fair is foul, foul is foul, fair — foul — keynote — fair — foul, droned m} ' companion in a monotone, as she swayed back and forth, clasping the book to her bosom. -What b loody man is that.- she read a moment later. ' This word bloody runs through the whole drama like a red threail, ' I read, following Mr. Fleming closely. We studied in this way for some time, she reading the play, and I, the e.xplana- tions from Fleming, but we did not enjoy it as the other girls had done. The horror of the tragedy did not appeal tij us, and, for some reason, we failed to appreciate the psychological studies. At eleven o ' clock Janet threw her book down wearily, and complained, I ' m tired. I suddenly remembered that there was to be a wedding at noon in tiie little chapel across the street, and suggested that we go over to seethe decorations. Janet remonstrated, saying that we should not have time to finish our reading. I persuaded her to go. and we slipped into the church unnoticed. The interior of the beautiful little chapel attracted us quite as much as the floweis, and we stayed longer than we intended. While we were admiring the big organ, I glanced up and saw some of the wedding guests coming in at the door. I hurriedly whispered to Janet about it, and we crept down behind the organ to hide. What shall we do.? I asked. I don ' t know, she answered, there is no other door but that one, and we can ' t walk through this richly-dressed company in these plain, shabby dresses. I presume we shall have to stay. But what about Macbeth.? This is our last opportunity Stop talking, commanded Janet, somebody will hear you, I was silent for a while, though the pleasant sound of subdued conversation in church made me wish to talk mcjre than ever. The bride was delayed, and every- body was a little impatient, — Janet and I most of all ; it was hot behind the organ, and we were uncomfortable because of our crouching position. The gnats that swarmed in at the open window were disagreeable company, even worse than our Juniors and Seniors. The moments dragged by. At last some one began to play a wedding march, and the bridal party came slowly down the aisle. The ceremony was very long- Janet wondered if it made the bride as nervous as it made us. We were released from our prison just as our dinner bell rang, and we crept home, tired and discouraged. We felt even more disheartened Monday night when we went down to tea. Our 90 first experience with Sliakspere had been a failure ; we dreaded the second. We even hoped Miss Stone had been suddenly called from town, but she was there, smiling and gracious. The conversation drifted along pleasantly, and, in the course of things, Miss Stone remarked that we school folk talk shop too much. We all agreed with her heartily. Presently the Junior who had been asked to introduce the important subject of the evening carelessly asked our guest some question about Macbeth. Miss Stone answered it, and then spoke brielly of the plot. Suddenly she checked herself, and, with an arch smile, said to the little Junior, This is talking ' shop, ' is it not. ' We of the literature class are interested in it, but probably the others are not. Before anybody could remonstrate, she began to talk brightly of something else. It was a matter of comment all the year that Janet anil I, shy, awkward Fresh- men, were so devoted to stately Miss Stone, Even the wise Juniors and Seniors could not unra el the mystery. Flora Thompson, ' 07. 91 Cl)e Blacfe Boto Till iliapi-l linl iie a Ihron; W ' ji h iiiu iiiiou ilieir hall-. Kacli maid adiii lied— uo maUer As onward she did go. Was not wilhom, I must avow, A huge outspreading bow Yea ! some li To pride. Each head ' e neek : le ' -l; lliruiigh. Black seems to be the proper shade. For all the bows you see. And all, with one aeeord, are made tiulle bisenouttb tor three. And olt vou 11 tiu(i i hrouijhout the school. Where eer .vou (h.-iiiie 1o go, The smallest maiden, as .a rule, Has on the biggest bow. Vi iMir almost halt a week, riioiigli .all the while quiie near was f he. The liict 1 dill not kiiow. For she was hidden, don I you see, Hebind a mammotb how. While busy at my work one day N il heeding sight or sound, A sh.ad.nv lill .alliwart my way . nd d.iikn.ss g.athered roiili TlierauM. « as Hist a maiden Sill, ' I Her iiaiiir 1 do not know! But davllght had no show at all Behind her monstrous bo v. 92 Now Lansley. in hi i! I ' sed aeroplaiu i But Ihal was loiiu i i . ■ ha I he s.in ;]!! II rlai e. supply TiK lil ' havr ' .-lilr l lirvond the sk Pel clitd on a 111 it Illy bow. Like huiie bal winss extended wide Tbete bows pervade the air: ' Twould seem tbeir offit-e is Xo bide A Stanly crop ol ' hair. For when the liltle Flock of hair Is treuing preiiy low. It gets no chance lor !-un or air I eliind n maminoth bow. While walking down the streeloi le day Behind a maid I knew. 1 hastened on llial I Tuisiht say To her a wov.l .,r iwo. lUit 1 essa iii ill aiii 1.1 sreeto This ii ' iai.l  li. lid knw; 1 walked a iiiilr i lin.n h many a street To set aroun l her bow. And now. I ' d fain a story tell ; ■ Tis sad to dwell upon. A maid who once was quite a belle Is now a skeleton. From day to day a bow she ' d wear .So bis that, don ' t you know. It wasted her away to bear That great, tremendous bow. Now some advice I ' d lilve to give To save you sucli a fate. Girls, if on earth you ' d happy live. Bear this in mind from date- To keep from ' -landing on the shelf Some moderation show And, pray, don ' I overtax yourself With any kind of bow (beau). 93 IBc ibc the ®lb IfDaiu rutik It had stood for many years in the attic. Through tlic window nearby the rose- leaves of many summers had fallen gently on its faded top and remained undisturbed. Here one morning, up the narrow winding staircase, came a young girl and her great- aunt. The girl was fair to look upon, and with her dark elfin locks and great brown eyes she looked much like the pictured face upon the wall above the old trunk. Her great-aunt selected from a massive bunch a tiny key; and the old trunk creaked on its hinges. From its depth came the sweet scent of lavender and rose leaves. As the fine old wrinkled hands removed the silver paper, a passing breeze stirred the delicate mass of old lace beneath. A tear rolled silently down the face of the old lady as she shook out its soft folds with tender hands. She touched caress- ingly its knots and loops of precious lace, while the young girl waited with breathless interest. It was your great-aunt Prue ' s first party dress, my dear, even as it will be yours. You are her namesake, and that is her picture, she said sadly, pointing to the oval frame. Many, many years ago, long before our fair Southland had been almost de- stroyed by fire and sword, we were playmates, he, Prue and I, as our fathers had been for generations our estates had touched each other. Prue was much vounger than I, a tender, loving clinging little thing, while I was always counted proud and cold. As the years sped on we grew to love each other, he and I; we were engaged when the war came upon us. She paused and seemed lost in reverie. Then with a sigh she continued: One morning, when the roses were blooming as they are now, he rode up to the door. I ran down to meet him as usual, but something in his stern face made me halt, and the words of welcome died on my lips. He looked pale and worn, and after a moment of painful silence he told me that he had decided to fight fur the Union. I burned with wrath that he, a Southerner — he, whose father and grandfather before him had stood for and loved the South, — should turn against his home and friends ! He stood before me, his face drawn with pain, his eyes burning into mine, but he spoke not a word in explanation of his strange behavior. Then, little Prue, I froze. It seemed as if the chill of some awful death were gripping its cold hands about my heart. Without another word, but with terrible bitterness in my heart and eyes, I turned and entered the house. As he, sad and downcast, rode slowly away, a little figure sped past me and down the drive after him, and a voice drowned in tears bade him good-bye and Godspeed. It was my little sister, and he gave her a wan smile of mute farewell. The long tedious years passed. The child Prue blossomed into a beautiful, charming woman, in spite of hardships and troubles — I have often told you what we had to endure here. Once I stood and saw him pass through his own old town with the invading army. After that I grew harder, colder, prouder, and older than mere years warranted. But at last peace was proclaimed, and the soldiers returned home. Among those, alas I who were never more to see home or loved ones were my father and my brother, your grandfather. He, the traitor, returned, but he was sternly forbidden to 94 enter here, and I never saw him again in life. The months passed slowly by. It was the night of the first dance given after the war, and my sister Prue was all excitement. We had searched the house for this trunk, in which had been stored the treasures of days gone by. Prue must have a ball dress: she chose this one: it had been my own — oh, the irony of it ! We spent much time suiting it to her taste, and as she stood before me that evening and made a grace- ful courtesy, I was almost startled at her loveliness. I did not go, my dear, — I could not forget the desolation of our home and my heart, and I knew he would be there. As the days went by, I noticed a change come over Prue. Often I found her looking at me with tear-bedimmed eyes, and she would hang around my neck and kiss me and bid me love her always. One morning when I awoke — she was gone. She left a note saying she had left me to marry him — that she loved him. Then my heart lost the old bitterness, — I think it must have broken. She, the pride of my heart, had forsaken me and gone to the only other one I hail ever cherished. The rain poured down as if the very heavens were weeping, yet I shed no tear — long ago that fount had been exhausted. She gazed a moment with tear-veiled eyes, upon the s ieet face above the old trunk. That is not all, dearie; they were drowned that night while fording the river, swollen by the heavy rains. They were brought here, and I laid them — my two lost loves — side by side beneath the old oak tree where we had played as children. ' ' No sound broke the still twilight of the attic save the stilled sobs of the young girl, the other Prue. The breeze lifted the rose petals and scattered them silently, lovingly about the old lady, whose eyes were fixed on a distant field where stood a sturdy old oak. M. K Marsh. ll, ' 07 95 C otu )ilo ) amas Brougl)t Bach SIO children, you ask me again for that same old story. So often have I told it! But every time the horrors of those awful days come back multiplied, m and my hatred toward the Yankees is stronger and bitterer than ever. Twas i they who took our home from us , ' twas they who took my brother and my husband away. You have no idea — and I thank God you haven ' t — of those awful times. At night when we lay down to rest — not to sleep — we did not know if we should have a thing for breakfast, or if the roof would be over our heads by morning, or if even our lives would be spared. Only one old horse was now left us, for the soldiers had taken every other living thing from the farm. I fully made up my mind that when he was taken to the Federal camp, I would go, too. One morning, your uncle, then five years of age, came in with tears streaming down his face, and sobbing with every breath. What was the matter with him I had no idea, for a moment before he had left the room more cheerful than usual, and had whistled as he went. At last, while rubbing his smarting ear where a Yankee had boxed him, he managed to tell me that old ' Shiloh ' had been taken from us. I arose, saying, ' I ' m going straight after that horse. ' Now the camp was twenty miles away, and my only way of getting there was in an ox- wagon borrowed from a neighbor. My children begged me not to go and hung to my skirts so tightly that I couid hardly walk. I kissed them good-bye, and looked back with a smiling face when I told them to be good children while I was gone. Oh, the horrors of that lonely ride with only a small colored boy for company! Many and many a time the Yankees cried out, ' Halt! ' but we never once slackened the slow gait of the (jxen. Sometimes I was so cold I could scarcely move, and my driver seemed almost numb. How I did pray that God would spare me to return, for my courage, which h.id be en so strong when I left home, began to leave me with the warmth from my body. About dusk I had completed my journey and stood before General Custer. ' Why are you here madam. ' ' he inquired. ' I came, because I want the last living thing that belongs to me! Your cowardly soldiers took that, an old horse, from me this morning, and I followed them here to get him. I mean to take him back with me, too. ' ' Well, ' scratching his head and raising his eyebrows, ' you may have your horse, but you are my prisoner. ' ' Very well ; If you can stand it, I can, ' I replied, pretending to be very brave, but I was really frightened out of my wits. ' I ' ll have to send you to Washington, madam ' Nothing could please me better, sir. I have wanted to go for a long time and this is a very good chance, — I ' ll get something out of the Yankees. ' For a long time he remained silent. Finally, he left the tent, and I could see him talking earnestly with another officer in the distance. Those few minutes seemed 96 hours — days! How I did long to be at home with my darlings who by now, 1 hoped, were safely covered up in bed! I was aroused from my deep thoughts bv a gruff voice saying, ' I have decided to send you home, and — ' ' Oh, you need not worry ; I had just as soon go to Washington as not. ' ' Madam, you may prepare to start — at once! ' ' Aren ' t you going to send soldiers to guard me through the pickets? ' I asked. ' I suppose you are not afraid the rest of the way.? ' ' No, the Lord will protect me when I get out of this place! ' I said fervently. ' I suppose you think the Lord can ' t protect you here. ' ' ' No, I think the Lord has forsaken the Yankees long ago, ' I replied, as I walked off with my chin high in the air. ' Wait a minute, madam, ' I heard him call out, but I didn ' t heed him any more than if I hadn ' t heard him. I went straight for my wagon which was ready for me and — could my tyes be deceiving me? There was Shiloh tied to the back of the wagon, in which were enough provisions to last me for a whole month. ' Thank you, thank you, ' I cried out as I drove off, ' I ' ll give this to the Con- federates who will be waiting for their breakfast when I get home. May I carry your love to them? ' The trees now hid him from our view, but fearing that he might still send for me to come back, I ordered my driver to urge on the slow oxen. ' ' LoLLiE Crittenden, ' o8. 97 Hobbies 99 (3cttini3 IReab for a ITcst TUESDAY MORNING, I 1 O CLOCK Girls, we shall have a test on literature Thursila_v, at the first period. With despairing looks and mournful sighs the girls file slowly out of the classroom as if to the time of a dirge, but they are hardly outside before you can hear on all sides : Isn ' t it awful? I know ril fail! I wish I were a thousand! I have an engagement every day till Thursday, and I ' ll just have to get up soon Thursday morning to study! WEDNESDAY EVENING, 7:30 Peggy, shut up! I have a test on literature in the morning and I haven t looked at it. How can I study when you are going at such a rate! After a few minutes of careful search on the book-shelf, the speaker continues. Where can my note book he? I have looked everywhere and I can ' t oh, I left it in Polly ' s room! I must run and get it. AN HOUR LATER The door flies open and in rushes the literature student. Girls, come over and hear the graphophone. It is just grand. Poll and I have been listening just a minute or two. Can ' t stav long, — I have that horrid old test. 9 o ' clock The graphophone has departed. Come on, Peggy, and go. I ' ll be old and gray-headed before I ' m twenty, just on account of this old literature. Good-bye, Poll, I ' ll see you when this test is over, — if I don ' t die before that time. Having at last gotten home she sits down and studies diligently for fifteen min- utes. She suddenly remembers that she has heard a joke for The Guidon, so across the hall she rushes to tell it to the Editor. Joke after joke follows, with candy mixed in, till the light-bell rings. She flies home, is half ready for bed when a familiar voice asks, All in. ' Then comes this pitiful wail: Oh, Miss Alden. I am nearly crazy over a test. I am going to have it in the morning, and I have studied until I am wild! But the door has already closed and footsteps are heard on the floor below. Our studious young lady turns down the hall and is heard to say. Belle, wake me at four o ' clock in the morning, please. I just must study for that test. Let ' s study to-gether. 4 o ' clock, THURSDAY MORNI.VG A loud knock at the door. No response. Then the gentle shaking of a sleeper. Still no reply. Finally, there is a hard slap, and a loud voice saying, Mary, it is four o ' clock, and I am ready to study, (iet upl I Iu:st I turn on the light? Light? She ' s — light — enough — to — play — go . d — b — a — 1 • ' Mary, I ' m not going to wake you again! I have to stud ' for my test. Test! Oh, that hteratu e test that I studied so hard for last night? I don ' t believe I need to get up till five. Wake — nie — p-l-e-a . 5 o ' clock Marv, it is five, and this is positivelv the last time I ' ll wake yjm. You deserve to fail. All right Belle, I ' ll be around in the alcove in a few minutes. 6 o ' clock Bell sees, rounding the corner, a towsle-headed, sleepy-eyed figure, mumbling, It certainly goes against the grain of ' rat ' to have to always get up so early, and study so hard. After several yawns, long drawn out, a rubbing of the eyes, and many oh me ' s she opens her book. After several vain attempts to find the place, she appeals to Belle for the number of the page. Page 75, — at Longfellow. Mary fumbles for the page : Page 75, — P-e-r-c-e-n-t-a-g-e! Goodness gracious! I have an arithmetic! 6:30 IN HER R00.1I Peggy, please wake up anil tell me where I put my literature. I can ' t finil it. Peggy groans from under a pillow. Do you think you could possibly make any more noise by knocking over the wardrobe? Maybe, if you look under your pillow, you will find your book. Vou remember you slept on it to keep from fail- ing. 6:45 ' ' ' ' ' HE ALCOVE ONTE MORE Belle, 1 have but a half hour to study. Where does it begin? At Longfellow? Oh, yes. What did he write? Was it David Cop — I must get a pencil to write that down. 7:00 A GONG SOUNDS Mercy me! There is the gong, and I have just found a pencil. Do you think I can get over Emerson? Wasn ' t he mi.xed up with ' Lfnitarianism? ' He wrote ' Nature, ' that thing I used to get up at four t study. If Miss H hadn ' t told us not to miss our meals, I would skip breakfast and stuily. 7:30 AT BREAKFAST Peggy, let ' s go up right after breakfast so I can make the bed, and study for that test a little more. GOING OUT OF THE DIXING-ROOM I have been up so long and studied so hard, I believe I ' ll take a little fresh air. Come on, Bess, and walk around the campus with us. 8:15 AN EXPLOSIVE ENTRANCE INTO HER ROO.M Come on quick! Let ' s make up the bed. Here it is a quarter past eight, and 101 I must go over my notes again, IMr. Emerson, his character and the character of his writings, — his writings are humorous, but he is far above evervbod - ' s head. -TrRM (; THINGS UPSIDE DOWN • ' Peggy, where did you put my pencil? ' Haven ' t had it! ' You always have got it. What. ' Yes, I believe I did lose it. Lend me yours. Oh, it hasn ' t any point, and we haven ' t a knife. I ' ll run and get Belle ' s. ' ' 8:45- -. FRENZIED PREPAR.VTIOX FOR CH.APEL There is the bell! and I must run. Give me my book and eraser; and, oh, my goodness, I haven ' t any test paper! Please lend me six sheets. This makes twenty I owe you, doesn ' t it. ' ox THE W.W TO CH.U ' EI, •Well, if I do fiil, I hue th? coasoUtion of knnviaLT tint I studied hard, and did the best I could. Oh Ruth Redd, ' 10 TLbc 1F:)it3h Zibc of Entbusiasni Mary, do hurry ! We shall be late ! I ' ll be there, Luc} ' , just as soon as I find that long piece oT green ribbon that I bought specially f r this occasion. Oh, where is it ? I bet that roommate of mine has hidden it. You know she is ' rooting ' for the Whites. Come on, then, and I ' ll give you a piece of my ribbon. My, I am scared to death for fear the door will be locked! It would kill me to miss this game. It will, you know, decide which will be the champion team, the Green or VVhite. The whole school is fairly wild with excitement. Here, tie this piece of green ribbon on mv arm quickly. The two girls flew through the corridors to the gymnasium, and breathless, squeezed through the door, not a minute too soon. Wasn ' t that a narrow escape. ' She almost shut the door in our faces. Oh, do look at Miss Neil ! She has a green pennant. Aren ' t you glad she is on our side ? Yes, but look at your favorite teacher. Miss Ra)-. If colors count for anything, she is suiely the mainstay of the Whites. Just listen at those girls cheering for the White. Come let ' s yell for the Green and drown them out — Oh, do look ! Here comes the players ! Well, of all things — a Gieen and a White, arm in arm. Don ' t they look grand . ' ' I should ad ise you not to 3CII quite so loudly. Your throat will doubtless suffer from it. The umpire ' s whistle sounds, the ball is tossed up and the scrimmage begins. The Whites are first 10 score. As the ball drops in the basket, the j-elling is deafening. Mary, for mercy ' s sake don ' t look so discouraged. I bet the Greens will make the Whites realize the truth of the old saying, A good beginning makes a bad ending ! ' ' When the first half of the game is finished the score stands 5 to 4 in favor of the Whites. The players leave the floor amid deafening applause from their sup- porters. During the interview of rest for the players, the enthusiastic spectators cheer wildly- for their favorite sides. Listen: ' ' Eat ' em up, Do ' em up. Chew ' em up fine . ' ' Whites I — ' ' Green ! Green ! Best ever seen ! Green ! Green ! It is the team ! Pennants and streamers wave wiklly and the shouts of encouragement and praise grow louder and more confused. Here come the players again ! Each enters into the contest now as if all de- pended upon her. How they surge backward and forward after the ball. At last just two minutes of the game are left and the score stands 10 to 8 in favor of the Green. The spectators leave their seats and lean over the railing of the gallery, watching with breathless inteiest every movement on the floor behjw. Oh, look Mary I The Whites have scored again and the two sides now stand 103 ven ! Oh, yell for the Green ! Yell ! They must beat ! ' ' Only a half minute now remiia — a Green ha ? the ball — she throws for the bas- ket — the ball balances for a second on the rim of the basket — oh, will it fall back ? — and then it drops in just as the umpire calls, Time ! Lucy and Mary throw their arms around each other, saying in one breath, Oh, I never was so happy in my life ! The Greens are the champions ! The playeis sink exhausted upon the floor — but they are soon pulled to their feet by the cheering crowd — the Greens to be swallowed up in a mass of dancing, screaming, congratula- tory rooters, and the Whites to be gently comforted by their own disappointed par- tisans. How those girls can yell! Will the excited crowd never disperse? Mary and Lncy are almost the las: to go. With tears of joy in their eyes, they sigh hoarsely but joyously, Oh, wasn ' t it great! The Green! The Green! Best ever seen! But I ' m so glad the Whites are second, aren ' t you ? Wirt Davidson, ' o8. E flaiTCW Escape TiIERE was a great excitement among the girls on L3 ' on Hail at Salter Insti- tute. One could tell from the cautious whispering, the rush and the bustle, that some important event was about to happen. ' ' Oh, Mary, exclaimed one of the girls., if they were to catch us, just think of the consequences ! We should each have to room alone for two long weeks. During that time we should not be allowed to speak to any of the girls. But worst of all, Mary, our beloved parents would be informed of our fallen state, and you know what that would mean to us. Yes, Crissy, answered Mary, I know all this. But we shall not tje caught. If I thought it was any harm, I would not do it, but the girls of other schools do it, and I don ' t see why we can ' t, too. We never do have any real, spicy fun, anyhow. The twenty girls that roomed on Lyon Hall were prepared for a midnight feast. Now a midnight feast was a very forbidden thing at Salter Institute. The latter fact made it very diflicult for the girls to decide just where and how they were to en- joy the spread. Miss Reed, the English teacher, who had charge of this hall, had very acute hearing and no less keen sight. After much discussion, Mary Richmond ' s room was decided upon as the best place for the feast. Its suitableness lay in the that it was the farthest room on the hall from Miss Reed ' s. But the most puzzling, as well as the most important, question yet remained to be solved : How were the eatables to be procured. Aunt Betty, the trusty hall ser- vant, had to be taken into the secret. She was given the money and a list of the things to be purchased. She was to buy them that afternoon and hide them in Mary ' s room while all the girls and teachers were at supper. Aunt Betty carried out her part of the plan perfectly. That night when Miss Reed came around to tell the girls good-night, she found them all sleeping soundly. At twelve o ' clock, however, they were wide awake and all slipped quietly into Mary ' s room. The carefully hidden good things were brought to light and the midnight feast began. In spite of the girls ' efforts to keep as quiet as mice, they made no small amount of noise. So busy were they telling jokes, for- tunes and ghost stories, that they did not hear light steps in the hall. They did hear however, a loud knock at the door. The frightened girls looked appealingly at Mary whose ready wit had before saved them from many embarrassing situations. She rose nobly to the occasion and a-ked in a steady voice, Who is there. ' ' It is me. Miss Reed, came the answer. Oh, you can ' t fool us that way, answered Mary; Miss Reed would have said, ' It is I. ' This proved too much for Miss Reed. She had not the courage to knock again, gain admittance, and face that crowd of mocking girls. She went very quietly back to her room and the midnight feast proceeded without further interruption. The next morning at breakfast several of the girls that roomed over L}on Hall were heard to say, I can ' t imagine what on earth was the matter with Miss Reed ' s ears last night that she didn ' t hear all that noise on her hall. Mary gave Crissy a significant punch, and said, very softly, Miss Reed ' s ears are all right, aren ' t they Crissy. ' Wirt D.widson, ' o8 105 Ueha, Zbc Chilb of the Sun is night over Suwanec village ; the people must have been lung wrapped in slumber, for it is already the midnight hour and there is darkness over all. X i, there is a faint gleam of firelight from one of the huts of the village. Let us go closer ; all is as silent as the grave. Within, thirty or more Indian warriors are seated on the ground in a circle. At last a tall stalwart brave, Ki- wawa, rises slowly and carefuU} ' to his feet. With impressive dignity he stretches his right hand toward the east. Thither the canoes of the palefaces have gone, he said, But how long will they stay ? They go but to bring the rest of their tribe to this pleasant land of ours. Nosv is the time to strike ; now, while the hands of those who remain are weak. Who dares to hesitate. ' Brand him a C(jward ! I spit upon him ! and he glared fiercly around at the listening warriors. None hesitate 1 none hesitate ! they cried in uproarious unity. A youthful warrior sprang to his feet. With a proud Hash of the eye, he ex- claimed, Who will spit upon Opeche . ' Who dares call him coward.? But ( )peche will not strike the palefaces ; they have done nothing to him. Why should he call them his enemies. ' ' And why should he strike one who is not his enemy . ' The land is broad enough for us both ; let the paleface tribe and the .Suwanee tribe live in peace as brothers. Never will Suwanees and palefaces be brothers ! cried Kiwawa. The one or the other must give wa)-. Will you leave the streams where your fathers fished . ' ' Will you give up the forest where they shot the flying deer, where they raised the warwhoop of our tribe, where they won their glory.? No! Then strike now, — to- moirow ! ' Death to the palefaces ! ' I cry. The warriors caught up his last words in frenzy, Death to the pah faces! Give them death! In the midst of the tumult Kiwawa spoke again, When and how shall we attack.? Let that be decided to-night. Before long they had determined to make a secret attack on the village of the whites the next day at noon. To-night each warrior was assigned his special work, so that all might be ready at the appointed time. The chief cast at Opeche a glance of suspicion. The latter caught the look and quickly said, I will not go. Coward! muttered the chief Look at these! said the young warrior, laying his hand proudly on a string of scalps at his belt. These prove that I am no coward. The chief only replied. •• Xt want brave men for this work, therefore you may stay in camp. As he turneil awav the eyes of the young brave flashed with a promise of revenge. The next day at noon the warriors silently, stealthily left the village, bound on their cruel errand. After a time Opeche stole with swift but silent footsteps toward the forest whither they had disappeared Following in their trail he at last came upon a horrible confusion of flying palefaces and naked savages. He suddenly caught sight of his chief, not many sieps away, holding a woman by the hair, his tomahawk raised to strike. She clasped protectingly a screaming io8 infant. JNIcivcd by a pity which savages sometimes feel, as well ashy revenge, Opeche, with a mighty leap, seized the uprjised hand and drove the tomahawk into the breast of the chief. Then seizing the woman, who still strained her child to her bosom, he called out, Fly, fly for your life, as I must for mine! Swiftly they fled; more than one gleaming tomahawk was raised as they passed, but they still sped on, unluirt. Soon the forest was reached, but there was not yet safety. At last, deep in the forest, Opeche said, Let us rest awhile. They will hardly follow us this far. All night they remained there ; the next morning the woman asked, Is there any place where we can find a home until the ships return from England. ' Several days ' journey through the forest there is a tribe, which, being hostile to my own, may receive and protect us, answered the Indian. What is the name of this tribe. ' ' was the woman ' s next querv. ' • We promised my husband, the captain of the colony, who went with the ships back to England, that if we should leave the place where we then were, we would write on a tree the name of the place whither we went. ' The principal village of this tribe is called Croatan. There we shall probably go first, Opeche informed her. Can we go back that I may carve the name on a tree, as inv husband bade me. ' ' The Indian consented, and they retraced their steps toward the now deserted village. Reaching it, she sought one of the largest, finest trees. Just as she was finishing Croatan, the Indian whispered, Danger! Catching up her child, she followed the Indian into the forest again. Eor three days they tramped on through bush and marsh. At last the woman grew weary ; the fever of the swamps was upon her. One evening when they had stopped for the night, she called the Indian to her. Opeche, she said, I am going to die. Take care of my little girl, and if you ever hear that the white men have returned from the sea carry her back t(5 them. Will you do this.? Opeche will do it, answered the savage, touched by her sorrow and anxietw The mother pressed her cliild to her heait looked sadly and lovingly upon it, and fell back upon the ground. Opeche covered the body with leaves, rested that night, and the next day con- tinued his journey, carrying the baby with him. A few more days and he reached one of the villages of the people whom he souglit, — not the village of Croatan, however. He was welcomed into the tribe while the pretty child was adopted by an old and famous warrior. She was not old enough to tell her name, so she was given an Indian name, — they called her Teha. Teha grew up as an Indian maiden. She was brave, merry and good, — loved greatly by everyone in the tribe. She and her companions were especially fond of rowing on the calm waters of the nearby lake. They were there one evening at sunset. The sun, bright red, hung just above the horizon; its raj ' s tinged the waves with a fiery glow, and the maiden ' s long flowing hair with a golden sheen. Beautiful indeed she looked! Her white teeth were showing between parted lips, while a merry little laugh slipped from them ; her shining hair was tossed by the gentle breeze, and her fair face brightened by the eve- ning glow in the West. Suddenly the merry laugh was broken ; she looked around to find another canoe beside their own. What warrior is that. ' What a strange dress! And a white face! 107 The maiden looked and was lost in admiration. A fair face! It was not fairer than her own, but that she had never seen, save as the springs and streams reflected it in darkened hue. The stranger spoke to them in the Creek language, but she did not hear what he said, for, with half-drooping eyelids, she still gazed upon his face! Once he glanced at her, noted her fair face and wondered, but he had not time to linger. ' ith a parting wave of the hand he rowed on, leaving a maiden something sweet to dream of The Indian girl moved nervously, What a strange warrior! she said. ' ' Strange indeed, answered the other, as in a reverie, and she leaned over the side of the canoe, dipping her fingers into the water. Suddenly she raised them, sparkling with the glittering drops, Why are my hands white, whde yours are Irijwn,? Why, said the Indian maiden, don ' t you kno v they sa}- in the village that you, with your fair face and golden hair, are the child of the sun, and that vou came to us long ago from the place of its rising. ' This warrior came from the rising sun, too! Teha said, looking eagerly in the direction from which the white man ' s canoe had ccimc, then turning once more to gaze at the point where he had disappeared in the evening glow. Again the maiden fell to musing. The days passed on ; Teha came often alone to the lake, and as often she saw again in memory the strange warrior with the fair face. Perhaps, she thought wist- fully, he will come again. But he did not come. Several months passed, Teha ' s tribe left their old hunting grounds, going towards the northeast. Scarcely had they arrived at a suitable place and pitched their tents, ready for the fall hunting, when they were invited by a neighboring tribe to join in attacking a settlement of palefaces. Eager to make friends with their immediate neighbors, they consented at once. But the plot was discovered by the whites, who planned to surprise the Indian encampment before the time set for their own destruction. The settlement of the newly-arrived tribe, being nearest, received the attack. But, though the surprise was complete, most of the warriors escaped to the woods. IMany women and children, however, Teha among them, were taken captive. The U ' o Indian tribes now joined to attack the white man ' s fort. The onset of the savages was so terrific that at one time the white men thought they would have to leave the fort and take shelter in the woods. The Indian women whom they held as prisoners were loosed from the room where they had been kept. Teha wandered unnoticed through the fort, glancing timidl} ' around her, ever seeking the face of her dreams and hopes, — a beautiful, glorious face to her. At last she climbed the rough ladder leading to the upper part of the fort and there con- tinued her search, a vain, vain quest, it seemed. Suddenly a tremor seized her, she almost gasped, ' Tis he! ' ' But alas for human hopes! That moment pierced by an Indian arrow, he fell from his place at one of the watch towers. Teha sprang quickly forward, and bend- ing over the prostrate man, pulled the arrow from liis breast, then tried to stanch the blood with her own hand. He opened his eyes and looked wonderingly at her. Leave me, he begged. There is danger here. The maiden did not answer, but she smiled gently — and stayed. His life was fast ebbing away with the blood which gushed from his heart. His eyes closed; he whispered in anguish, O God! Flora, my sweetheart! and all was over. io8 The maiden fell upon his blood-stained bosom, pressed her blanched cheek tenderly upon the long-loved face and wept silently. Thus a little later, two men in passing found them. Carson has fallen from his post, said one. They both seem dead ; but draw the woman away. Perchance the man yet breathes. As in a dream the girl heard, and trembled as she was gently removed. Again an arrow sped through the loop-hole. Did the Great Spirit in his mercy guide it in its flight.? The maiden, pierced, quivers an instant and then is still, smiling sweetly, as if greeting one very dear. She is dead, the first white native-born American is dead — Virginia Dare is dead, far from her own kindred, ignorant even of her own name, — but happy in death beside him she loved, though he knew it not. Sallie E. Jones, ' o6. 109 o o m e 5S ? , 6 j a) O 35 5 S O — O ■O Ji £ 3 H a p, =s o 5 i; = .5 i . 5 a, a f ° -Jfc o 05 Q s o .a li 55 So; 2| oo Hunt news in the li- brary for con) po- sition. Composition. (Read aloud.) Go to Uncle Pat ' s. Write piece for ' - ' i ' lie Guidon. si S a :: 5 : ' a % j m -a £ =s o 2 ° a 11 2a a a ■5 o ' S A 3 « cS a; J 3 i ' s K 05 h5 2- o K J3 T3 a 3 tS ■? a s « 11 ■a ca 3 ?  ) 11 o a S 9 2 1 £ ' •S a ° 0=2 i S a -a ' ' I o a P ° T. . a a Go to Uncle Pat ' s. See Mr. Maltoon about pictures. 9 ?-• a 1 1 2 2a s 3 .a o ' I a 5 o a 5 o o a a o .9 III c a a £ ? y a S o ■ t-. a -c .2 a s 2 — a .3 S 3 3 ' 3. a o 3; ■ C5 c •3 OJ aa oj a a II 1 - ? iS ' = ' : p)a3 1 i ? -■ a . -• r i a j3 5 mil a5 III 5 M S 5 a J 3 _ a Si •? S3 S - ,- ce ' O a a ■ ■0 S : Is ' ■ ' ; 2 ' 3 o 4i o o 1 Sniokeb mp ' —anb ®ut! THE matron bade us a sweet Good-night! and we listened until the echo of her footsteps had died away. Then, arising stealthily, we set about making the lemonade for which we had spent the entire study hour in securing sugar. Having, at length, been made aware of the flight of time by the arrival of the midmight train, we decided to go to sleep, and all three went to rest with tran- quil minds, for we had the satisfaction of having thoroughly enjoyed the lemonade made against the law. I, for one, had determined to sleep till seven-fifteen. Great, therefore, was my vexation, on being rudely awakened about five o ' clock by the sound of e. ' icited voices and the rushing of feet through the halls I felt really cross, and wished the girls would show some consideration for others. Bat the noise continued, so, arising and opening the door, I looked out. The well-hole was surrounded by smoke ! While sleepily wondering what was the matter, I saw the matron coming towards me. In my guilty conscience I wondered if she knew of our feast of the night before, and I braced up for a sitting-on . Get dressed at once and get out, she commanded, the building is on fire ! I must have felt somewhat relieved, for I was not in the least alarmed. I turned to wake my roommates. Girls, girls, I called, softly and sweetly, you had better get up, — the house is on fire. For the first and only time in my experience, they needed no urging. My toilet was far from completion, when I saw one of my roommates, laden with numerous small articles, among them a silver thimble, a kodak and a paint-box, ready to depart. You are going in your dressing gown. ' I queried, but suddenly decided that I would, too, for cries of •■ Fire, fire ! from girls outside began to mingle with the sound of falling trunks. At last I grew nervous, and began to implore them to wait for me ! ' ' Just then some one came rushing past the door, bidding us Leave the building immediately ! ' Throwing a long coat over my incomplete toilet, I began gathering up my possessions. Having previousl} ' packed a big valise, preparatory to going home, a week later, for the Easter holidavs, I laid hold of this, grabbed my laundry-bag, and my collar-box, into which I threw my rubbers and gym. shoes, and started down the hall. The valise weighed about a ton, a long one, at that, but, in my excitement, I heeded it not. Reaching the yard, I deposited my burdens. Alas ! I had forgutten my best hat ! Up to my room I sped, but had my hurry been thrice as great, there would have been no danger of forgetting the way, for, like the babes in the wood, I had left bits of pasteboard to mark it, — my visiting cards were scattered from one end of the hall to the other ! One roomate had followed me, and was pulling down her pictures from tlie wall. This struck me as a happy thought, so I snatched a brilliant poster, and rushed down stairs once more, having left my hat behind, after all. Crouching upon my possessions, I sat shivering in the cold, watching the won- drous-colored throng about me. Had my imagination been very active just then, I could easily have fancied myself in fair Japan, except that I knew that Japanese maids would not have worn furs, nor black velvet hats, nor overshoes on bare feet with their gay kimonos. I noticed that one of my roommates had saved very little, but found that she had exacted a solemn promise from some long-suft ' ering mortal that he would bring down hertrunk right away . (I heard later that Mr. President, on being similarly I 12 accosted, had quietly, smilingly assured his anxious questioner that he wished to save them all. ) Two girls had shown even more presence of mind than my roommate, for they had actually made use of the fire-escape. This had required such an exertion of the faculties, however, that they had no strength left for further reasoning, but brought down a V. P. I. pennant, and two hatpins. Others were guarding equally valuable treasures from the danger that threat- ened. One clasped a geography notebook, another a picture of her brother (.?) and the third held a thick letter postmarked Hampden-Sidney, while in the other hand she grasped a pink silk parosol, probably to keep off the beams of the rising sun. When, the fire over, I wended my way upstairs once more, I fairly gasped, on opening our door, at the chaos that met my eyes. A7id it was my morning tu clean up! I sighed in despair. Yet a ray of hope shown brightly through the gloom — perhaps we should have a surprise holiday to quiet our upset nerves. But even this consolation was denied, for at chapel, our President announced that The best way to overcome excitement is to get down to work. And ' ' get down to work we did, devoutl}- hoping for no more fires, since even they could not bring a holidaw Bl. nche Madeleine Gentry, ' 09. 3 H 2)ream of Jfmv Momen On a bright da)- not long since, that Goddess fair and free, In heaven yclept Euphros3 ' ne, By men, heart-easing INIirth, Took me by the hand and, waving her magic wand before my face gave me a keenness of vision never dreamed of before. She led me to Virginia ' s Normal School where she said she could show me things whose existence no one suspected. The students of the school passed before us and, all unconsciously, many of them were masquerading. — to the casual observer they were simply a long line of school girls, but to one under the spell of the fair goddess much was revealed. First, there was a goodly collection of Bible characters, for we beheld Adams, Stephens, Matthews, Marks, Johns, Andrews, Thomas, Sampson, Daniel, Martha, Mary, Ruth, Esther and Hager. Following these came a number who represented the trades, for there was a Biker, a Mason, a Miller, a Minor, a Sadler, a Shepherd, a Smith, a Taylor, a Turner, a Wright, a Collier, a Porter, a Messenger, a Carter and a Foreman ; while close behind the:ii came a Pope and a Nunn, a King with his Page and Marshall, one of the Gentry followed by his Lackey, and then the queerest couple imaginable, a Palmer and a Savage, while an assortment of Parsons brought up the rear. When this procession had filed by I was taken again by the hand and led to the Normal School Menagerie ; among other things I saw there the Snow White Byrd, Robins, .a Starling, a IMartin, the Brown Colley, the Campbell, the Steed, the Dunn Bull, the Redd Hearring and many a queer little Bugg. The goddess waved her wand once more, and low! all was changed into a garden where bloomed the Lily, the Rose and the Daisy; through the garden ran clear Brookes over which were several Bridges. These we crossed and soon entered a Castle, and after traversing the Hall and several Chambers, pausing on the way for a glimpse of the old Chappell, we reached the Garrett, from the windows of which we could look across the Stubblefield and the Glen with its Still Poole to the distant Hills, at the foot of which nestled a Hamlett with its Smithey and its busy Mills. Coming down from the Castle we rested a while on a Long Stone Seat and refreshed ourselves with a most delicious Beverage made from the Berry, the Figg and the Orange. I was ne.xt taken to the Art Gallery where I saw pictures by such men as Turner and Reynolds, there were landscapes from beautiful Kent and Lancaster, scenes from London, Glasgow, Spain and Holland, along with portraits of such men as Lee, Jackson Stuart, Clay, Penn, Scott, Watts, .Moore, Fulton, Drummond and Bryant. Once more the scene changed : I beheld a number of the Normal School girls out on a picnic. .Some made themselves useful carrying the Potts and Bowles of Rice, some were rolling on Scates, and one Knott of girls who seemed to be Belles were talking to quite a Covey of Boys whom they addressed familiarly as Sidney, Charley. Frank, Archie, Willie, Toms, Williams and Jacque, though there was not a Mann in the crowd. Just as boys and girls were preparing to do full Justis to the tempting lunch spread on a Rock, the goddess waved her wand once more — I found myself back in the office making red ink entries in Black Beauty. J. L T, 114 JR[ F ) , tstaSen IIOentttB New Student (to X-n- ' 06) Say, are you a First A? -n- : No! New Student: Oh, you don ' t go to this school 1 Quite a Iblt Miss R-d-: What a fine model that hell would make for the drawing class. Her Friend : Oh, there is nothing striking about it except the clapper. Peggry : What time is it B ? B-r-n-e : I ' m not a weather prophet. Arithmetic teacher : To what geometrical figure is a circle reduced to get the area? Bright pupil: To pie ! ! 1 ' ap=to= atc Ibistoni Graduate, teaching : Whom did Captain John Smith find when he came to Virginia? Young hopeful : Adam and Eve. Somctblng IRcw (n Stales R-b-o-a M-nn: I ' m going to embroider me a shirtwaist with cottolene. Teacher : Mary, what is the English lesson for to-day? Mary : The infliction of verbs. New Girl : To-morrow is the first day of February ; that ' s April fool ' s day, isn ' t it? M-r- V-i-en : I ' m going to marry on the Fourth of July, George Washington ' s birthday. ' , C-r-ie D-n-an, in psychology : I know a man who sat and tied knots all the time, one after another. Now, he was a very intelligent man. Teacher : What is the largest city on the Rhine? Pupil: Perfume (Cologne.) P-g- P-e-ce : What are you readirg? A-i-ce P-pe : Tanglefoot Tales. Ifto estB Auntie : Xre you getting aay marks at the training school, Johnny? Johnny : Yes, Auntie, only I can ' t show ' em to you. B Correction Teacher : Correct the sentence, ' The liquor what the man bought was soon drunk. ' Bright Pupil: The man what bought the liquor was soon drunk. Miss W-ns — n, explaining electricity : Now, girls, none of you have any attraction for me. L-t-e Cl-rk, studying geography : Swine are raised in the corn belt. J-l-ette H-n-ley : Indeed, they are not! Who ever heard of geese being raised there! Dr. S-a-s : What about the architecture? L-1- B s-e-v-1-e : Er — er — anly the rich people could afford to have it. B-l-e D-b-e (teaching third grade history) : Where did the Pilgrims land? Bright little girl: In Canaan. S A. M. reads : ' Jokes and Grinds for the Annual? ' J-n- B., shaking the box : Xot a red penny in it. Teacher of physics : How can you tell when a body is charged with electricity? L-z-ie D-v-s : By the use of a compass. Cwo (5frl0 StuCiBing CbcmistrB anC iPbgeics L-c-e- : I believe I will be a chemist. E-h-1 : I think I will be a physiquist. . ■ Old Girl : She was confirmed Sunday. New Girl : Have they got smallpox here? Reader, at the Senior Seminar : Florida is discussing compulsory education ' Girl by that name, rising : I haven ' t opened my mouth! 1bar£ on IPete Question on a te t : What do the Irish use for fuel? Answer : Pete. A L , to Mr. M-tt — n, who is making out schedules : Please take me just as soon as you can. Mr. M-tt- -n : Why, I ' ve been spoken for. M-r-a-et Br-d-o : St. Valentine ' s Day wa« on the fourteenth of February last year. I won- der what day it will come on this year. Miss H.n.r- : B , what is a fanatic? B-p-ha B.aitw-it : Some kind of a little nat. Teacher of chemistry : What is aqua regia? Puzzled pupil, w ho should have known better: I — don ' t — know — but I think it is some kind of lithia water. K.th.r-ne P-n-vb-cke ' : Xow, Kate, I ' ll hear your les.-;on ; what are some of the properties of oxygen? K-te Pe.ry : It affords combustion. Dr M.s.n ' .er : How would vougo about keeping the mini! in a good condition? ' ' E.l-nor Wy--t : lust keep it out of a bad condition. E-e.nor J-m-rs-n : Where is M ? M-ry : On the traiiung school hall. E.e- ' nor J-m.r.s-u : Sure! I forgot this is her week to be janitor. Cunninobam Xitcrar Society Qygiinizcd Novciiiher Kpoj. Vire-Presidenl. Martha Cl ' Xnin(;ha:«. .Secretary. .Mary Pkesto: Censor, Annk Rich.irdson Treasurer, Minnie Bi.. nton ' Critic, Mary Wchdiield Ijibrarian. M. ry Ford Vii-e-I resi(icni I ' Ai ' i.iNE Williamson RiiEA Ci.arke Scott Prest., September to December .Secretary Nellie ISaker Frances Munden Treasurer Carrie Ma.son Critic Macije Mason Librarian Su.siE Ford I.s.s. McKay ' Comrton Prest., December to Mar Vice-President, .Majiy Pijeston Secretary, Merle AiiUiTT Cen.?or, Vekgie Nunn Treasurer, Carrie Ma.soj Critic, May .Marshall Librarian, Sali.ie Jones Mary Merci-:r .schofield President. .M;ircli to.Iune ii8 Cunnincjbain IRoU 1bonorar fiDcnibcrs Miss Andrews Miss Alleen Andrews Miss Susie Allen Miss Mary V. Blandy Miss Helen Blackiston Miss Robbie Berkeley Miss Htlen Coale Miss Martha Coulling Mr. B. M. Cox Miss Mary White Cox Miss Mary Venable Cox Mrs. Jane Cochran Judge J. M. Crute Mrs. John. A. Cunningham Miss Mary St. Clair Woodruff Miss Fannie W. Dunn Miss Alice B. Dugger Miss Elsie Gwyn Miss Eloist Harrison Miss Hal i burton Miss Mary Clay Hiner Miss Laura K. Hills Mr. J. L. Jarman Mrs. J. L Jarman Miss Natalie Lancaster Miss Lila London Mr. J. C. Mattoon Dr. J. F. Messenger Mrs. J. F. Messenger Mr. E. E. Jones Mrs. Portia L. Morrison Mrs. S. E. Newby Miss Mary D. Pierce Miss Susau Porter Mias Minnie V. Rice Dr. 0. B. Sears Mrs. O. B. Sears Miss Laetitia Snow- Mis? Carrie Sutherlin Miss Jennie M. Tabb Miss Annie J. Thraves Mrs. Pattie Thaxton Miss Marie Louise Whiting Miss Lulie G. Winston Miss Estelle Smithey IRcoular fIDcmbcrs :Merle Abbitt Nellie Baker Florence Barr Grace Beale Vernie Blankenship Martha Blanton Minnie Blanton Katharine Britton Belle Brosius E Ina Cox Sallie Cox Bevie Cox Clara Colton Isa Compton Wirt Davidson Mary Dupuy Elizabeth Edwards Blanche Gentry Mary Holt Bessie Howard Sallie Jones Charley Jones Lizzie Kizer Lois Leonard Fiances Lew ' elling Maud Mason Carrie Mason Julia Massey Mae Marshall Prances Munden Mollie Mauzy Vergie Nunn Margaret Wyatt Mary Preston Anne Ricliardson Elizabeth Richardson Dorothy Rogers Clara Sanderlin Bessie Sampson Mary Schofield Rhea Scott Lou Semones May Smith Clara Smith Virgie Stubblefield Mary Steger Mary Thomas Happy Wilder Pauline Williamson •9 Hrou8 Xitevar Society Organized November, igoj. Chartered December, igo . ; IoTTo : To see the better. Colors : Ulive green and gray. Flowers : White rose and smila.x. ©fficei-5 President Vice-President Recording Secretary Cc)rresponding Secretary Librarian Critic Treasurer . . Censor President Vice-President Recording Secretary Corresponding Secretary Librarian Critic Treasurer Censor (FIRST TEKMI ©fficcrs {sECiixr tek: ii Xell Douglas Ingram l ' li)rence Linwiiod Ingram Lillian Lredericka Thompson Carrie Llewelyn Kyle Beryl Morris Flijra Thompson Bessie McCraw ; Iarv Grace Walton Margaret Page Brydon Virgie Clare McCue Frank Prescott Jones Eleanor Baytop Wiatt Elizabeth Campbell Sterrett Carrie Pearl Dungan Mary Zuleime Cutchins Steptoe Chri tian Campbell i«i«iiiiiiiiiiiii active flDctnbers Florida Ashby Margaret Brydon Hattie Buag Gertrude Burton Mollie Bverlev Ruth Cobb Steptoe Campbell Mary Coleman Zula Cutchins Hattie Crute Henrietta Dunlap Mary Davidson Gertrude Davidson Margaret Davis Carrie Dungan Edith Duval 1 Janet Duvall Myrtle Grenela Sidney Guy Florence Ingram Nell Ingram Frank Jones Gertrude King Carrie Kyle Josie Hull Kelly Annie Lancaster Virgie McCue Bessie McCraw Beryl Morris Nan Nicholson Hattie Paulett Bessie Paulett Aileen Poole Lucy Rice Leonora Ryland Ruth Redd Karlie Savage Mary Spencer Elizabeth Sterrett Bernie Smith pjlizabeth Stokes Lula Sutherlin Mary Stephens Margaret Tucker (jrace Thorpe Flora Thompson Lillian Thompson Elizabeth Verser Grace Walton Lockett Walton Eleanor Wiatt Lois Watkins Mary Watkins Ibonorai fIDcmbers Miss Andrews Miss Alleen Andrews Miss Blandy Mr. Edward Bok Miss Blackiston Miss Mary White Cox Miss Venule Cox Rev. R. R. Claiborne Mrs. R. R. Claiborne Mrs. Jane K. Cochran Miss Coulling Judge J. M. Crute Mr. B. M. Cox Miss Dunn Miss Freeborn Rev. Tucker Graham Miss Gwyn Rev. Mr. Hatcher Miss Hiner Miss Haliburton Miss Hills Miss Harrison Mr. J. L. Jarman Mrs. J. L. Jarman Mrs. Jamison Miss Lelia Jackson Mr E E. Jones Miss Lancaster Miss London Rev. Mr. McFarland Miss Minor Miss Daisy Minor Mrs. Portia L. Morrison Mr. Mattoon Dr. J. F. Messenger Miss Porter Miss Pierce Miss Patteson liss Reynolds Miss Redd Miss Rice Miss Sutherlin Miss Spilman Mrs. Ernest Shawen Miss Snow Dr. Sears Miss Tabb Mrs. Thackston Miss Whiting Rev. J. B. Winn Dr. Peter Winston Miss Winston Judge Watkins Miss Woodruff Zhc (Butbon Staff E ltoj:6=ln=crblcf Lizzie B. Kizer Grace Thorpe Cunningham Argus Social EMtor anO EMtor ot 5oliC6 Gertriuie Burton, Argus Eicbangc EMtor Sallie Jones, Cunningham lltcrarv! anCi aiumnac EMtor ] Iary V. Schofield, Cunningham l!?. lira. C. a. EMtor Flora Thompson, Argus JBusincss IRanagcr Maud Mason, Cunningham Bsststant JBusincss IRanagcr Lula Sutherlin Argus C U I DON STAF F XTbe ' Mbite IRibbon (3irr ' ilHE place was the chapel of the State Normal School ; time, the first day of the fall term ; the speaker, the President of the school ; and the words ut- tered were these : If there is anything else in the wide world you wish to know, just ask any of these ' White Ribbon girls ' and they ' ll be only too glad to tell you. A big crowd of new girls listened to these inspiring words, and felt a little less dreary as they at last heard of a chance to get things straightened out in this bewilder- ing stage of beginnings. I, myself, was a fVeshman and after the President had fin- ished speaking, I felt the need of an e.xplanation. 1 turned to a girl who sat beside me, one whose very looks proclaimed, I am an old girl, and said, But who are these ' White Ribbon Girls. ' ' She answered earnestly, ' ' They are girls belonging to the Young Women ' s Christian Association. They are called ' White Ribbon Girls ' because they wear a white ribbon, bearing the letters ' Y. W. C. A. ' Some of them came back before tne new girls arrived to help the matron meet girls at the train, and introduce them as happily as possible to their new life. Other Y, W. C. A. girls came along with the new girls to be of use on the trip and then to help them at school to learn the rules and various unwritten laws. Ask them to do anything for you ; they ' ll do it if they can. I thanked the girl, and because I was a little bolder than most Freshmen I re- solved to try those ' hite Ribbon Girls severely. Every time I met one I asked her a question, sometimes unanswerable ones. No one was quite so slow in learning the classrooms as I. No other girl seemed to have such a hard time getting her schedule fi.xed, none of them broke so many rules. All this ignorance, half of it pretended, led those poor girls a chase. But they were game. Never once did I receive an impatient answer, not once did a ' White Ribbon Girl ' refuse to show me any place at any time, or answer any question on any subject. I did not then realize what it meant to those girls to leave home so much earlier than necessary, and to spend the first week of school as they did. They could have had a lovely time that week, greeting old friends, relating summer experiences, and strolling about on the cool, shaded campus. Instead, I know from observation just how hard they worked, laboring for others all day long. Nor did they stop as evening came on, for that was the very time for desperate cases of homesickness ; and ahose inspired White Ribbon Girls knew that walks, friendly chat and new scenes were tU panaceas for such an ill. Soon I learned my lesson from those girls — and a beautiful one it was, too, a lesson of self-sacrifice and love for others, of kindness of heart and gentleness of manners, of charity which sufJereth long and is kind, — all this was taught me, not by precept, but by example. 124 Motto; Not by might, nor b y power, but by my Spirit, said the Lord of Hosts. 125 Zbc (5lee Club Motto : Poco a poco crescendo Director : Miss Andrews AccOMPAxrsT : Miss AUeen Andrews first Sopranos Merle Abliitt Florence Barr Margaret Krvdun Edilh Duvafl Lois Leonard Frances Lewelling Bessie Paulett 11 at lie I ' aulett Mildred Kii-hardson Hazel Thompson Elaine Toms SeconO Sopranos Kathleen Baldwin Vernie Blankenship Minnie Blanton Hattie Bugg Leiia Jackson Carrie Kyle Frances Munden Anne Richardson Lula Sutherlin aitos Vivian Boieseaii Ciertrnde Burton Marj ' Coleman Mildred Davis Janet Duvall Myrtle Grenels Mary Holt Maud Mason Bessie Noel Katherine Pennvbacker 1bonorar ) fiDcnibcrs Miss Clara F. Spilman JNIrs. K. Baxter Tuggle Miss Mary St. Clair Woodruff Miss Robbie Blair Berkeley Miss Martha Willis Coulling 51 rs. Jc.se|ih Lindsay Jarman Miss Gei.evieve Venable Ikappa IDelta jFvateriut Founded 1897 Chartered 1902 Cbaptcvs Alpha - - - - . _ - State Normal School Gamma --------- Hollins Institute Theta ----- Randolph-Macon Wcjman ' s College Sigma ----- - - - Lunston Institute Phi Psi - - - - - - - - Fairmont Seminary Zeta ------- University of Alabama Phi Delta -------- St. Mary ' s School Kappa Alpha ------ Florida State College Rho Omega Phi ------- Judson College Delta ----- - - - College for Women Su-ie Ford, Virginia Mary Ford, Virginia Isabelle Flournoy, Virginia Mary Glasgow, Virginia Josie Kelly, Tennessee Elaine Toms, Tennessee Frances Lewellirig, Virginia Frankie MoKinney, Virginia Rochet McKinney, Virginia Nan Nicholson, Virginia Lelia Jackson, Virginia Mary Watkins, Virginia 128 Sit3nia Sioma Sionta Sovovitp Organized, 1897 Chartered, 1903 Alpha Chapter ----__ Farmvilie, Virginia Beta Chapter - - - _ _ Lewisburg, West Virginia Gamma Chapter ---_._ Lynchburg, Virginia Delta Chapter ------ Nashville, Tennessee Epsilon Chapter ------ HoUins, Virginia Eta Chapter ------- Searcy, Arkansas Theta Chapter ------ Frederick, Maryland Alpha Delta Chapter ----- Georgetown, Texas Alpha Alumnae Chapter - - . . Hampton, Virginia Beta Alumnae Chapter - - - - Lewisburg, West ' irginia Sorores in jfacultate Natalie Lancaster Helen Blackiston Sororcs in Colleoio ]Merle Abbitt Elizabeth Richardson Florence Barr Anne Richardson Edna Cox Mary Schofield Annie Lancaster Rhea Scott Maud Mason Elizabeth Stokes Julia Massey Lois Watkins Eva White •30 Zeta Zan Hlpba jfratcvnit aipba dbaptcr Organized 1898 Chartered 1902 Colors : Turquoise blue and steel gray Flower : Double white violet Ofi-iclvl Organ : Themis IRoll of Cbaptcrs Alpha -----__ State Normal School Alumnae - .---__- Hampton, Va. Beta ----.. _ _ judson College Delta ----- Randolph-Macon Woman ' s College Epsilon - - - - _ - - University of Arkansas Zeta - - - _ . - Universit) ' of Tennessee Eta -------- Mary Baldwin Seminary Theta - - ------ Bethany College Iota ------.- Kichmcsnd College Kappa ------- L ' nivcrsitv of Texas fln dollcoio Margaret Page Brydon Hattie Winifred Crute Gertrude Burton Margaret Gertrude Davidson Mary Anderson Coleman Lizzie B. Kizer Steptoe Christian Campbell Florence Baker Rawlings Isa McKay Compton De Berniere Harper Smith Emma Lawson ' aring lln ' mvlK Harriet King Bugg Edith Brent Duvall, Mildred Elizabeth Blanton Janet Amanda Duvall, Martha King Blanton Helen Chappel Jordan, Mollie Bland Byerley, Caroline Llewelyn Kyle Mrs. Elliott R. Booker INL ' s. Walker Scott Hlpha Sit3ma Hlpba jfratcvnit Founded, 1902 Chartered, 1903 Flower : — White carnation Cohjrs : — Crimson and silver Official Organ : — Hellenic News Chapters Alpha State Normal School, ' irginia Beta Woman ' s College, West Virginia Gamma College for Women, South Carolina Delta Mar Baldwin Seminary, Virginia Fpsilon Fauquier Institute, ' iiginia Sigma East Radford. Virginia i eta Sub Rosa Eta Ward Seminary, Tennessee ■flu tlrbc Nellie French Johnson Hattie Crute Pauleit Frank Prescott Jones ■Mrs. James ' enable II n CoUciiio Lulie Goode Baskerville Juliette Jefferson Hundley Elizabeth Littleton Batten Hattie Virginia Kelly Katherine Stockdell Britton Georgie Ward Newby Susie Wesley Cox Lucile Randolph Pleasants Bessie Cloud Ferguson Mary Henl}- Spencer Pocahontas I ' i.olfe Tinsley Annual Convention in Richmond, November 30-31 Delegates : Juliette Hundley, Georgie Newby, Pocahontas Tinsley, Hattie Paulett, and Bessie F ' erguson AbBent wlien picture was taken. IThc Enti nDatvinionial riDutual ITontine Benefit Hssociation Motto : ' Tis better to have loved and lost Than to be married and be bossed Note : Owing to the dissension aniMng the spinsters, no officers could be attained, but the following committees are presented : Committee on Son ' t Carcy Steptoe Campbell Grace Walton Committee on IRcver .1i3een a keD Lizzie Kizer Isa Conipti n Committee on Ijouuii Ibopefule Gertrude Burton Virgie Nunn Committee on Still CiAilnfl Frances Munden l-dizabeth Verser Committee on n arriaiie Expetiaes Alleen Andrews Margaret Henderson (Honorary Member) 1 6 ZTennis Club President Pauline Williamson Vice-President Josie Kelly Secretary Lizzie Kizer Treasurer Mary Preston Gertrude Bowers Henrietta Dunlap Nellie Baker Bess Howard Ruby Berry Ethel La Boyteaux Ruth Cobb Bernie Smith Steptoe Campbell Hazel Thompson 138 Hvcbcv Club Colors : Turf-green and white Our Am : The bull ' s eye President Secretary and Treaburcr J. Chester Mattoon Steptoe C. Campbell Hrcbers Miss Lula Andrews Miss Alleen Andrews Miss Laura K. Hills Miss Elsie Gw3-n Miss Natalie Lancaster Dr. J. F. Messenger Miss Vennie Cox i Iiss Laetitia Snow Zoula La Boyteaux Gertrude Burton Henrietta C. Dunlap Steptoe C. Campbell Cotillion Club Colors : Red and White Flower : American Beauty Leader - - - Eltzaeeth Versee Assistant Leader - - Mary Coleman Secretary and Treasurer EmiMA Edwards Onr Musician - - - Bessie Jones fIDembcrs Blanch Armistead Merle Ahbitt Hattie Bngg Mollie Byerley Bertha Braithwaite Florrie Batten Lizzie Batten Vivian Boisseau Steptoe Campbell Alice Castle Jaira Chapman Mary Coleman Hattie Crute Edith Duval I Janet Duvall Jacque Etheridge March Edmunds Emma Edwards Mary Ford Sidney Guy Annie Garrow Bessie Howard Juliette Hundley Adele Hunley Nellie ' Johnson Lelia Jackson Mamie Jones Carrie Kyle Lois Leonard Julia Massey Rocket McKiiiney Frances Mundeu Georgie Newby Lucile Pleasants Jlildred Richardson Anne Richardson Ruth Redd Mary Spencer BettieP. Starling Bessie Stokes Bessie Sterrett Lula Sutherlin Hontas Tinsley Hazel Tliompson Elizabeth Verser Katherine Verser Alice Ware Mary Watkins Lucy Warburton 141 Cbainpion Basket Ball XTeani of 1006 cTbc 5reens INIotto . Play high. ' Colors : Five tones of green. mi Hoo, Rah, Ray, Hoc, Rah, Ray, Boom, Rah, Rix, Greens, Greens, Nineteen Six. Captain : Steptoe Campbell. Right forward : ViRcui Tinslev Right guard : Vf.rgie Nunn Left forward : Sus.vn Stone Left guard : Ruth Redd Center : Steptoe Campbell Substitutes : Eliz.abeth Sterrett and Lul.a Suthfrlin Umpire : Miss Hills Referee : Miss Sitherlin (5amc5 Greens vs Whites -------- February lo, 1906 8 10 Greens vs Juniors -------- March 17, 1906 7 o Greens vs Lavenders -------- March 23, 1906 10 o Greens vs Whites --------- March 24, 1906 7 ' Greens vs Lavenders -------- INIarch 27, 1906 8 3 Greens vs Whites --------- April 2, 1906 16 8 • UbcMbitcs Motto : Aim at the highest — the basket. Colors : White and blue mi Hoki, hoki, hoki hi, Wave the white and wave it high ! Solo rex, and solo ri, We can beat you If we try. Capt.ain : Grace Walton RiGHi ' FowARu : Elizabeth Verser Right Guard : Lockett Walton Left Forward : Grace Walton Left Guard : Eleanor Wiatt Center : Lizzie Davis Substitute : Annie Bidgood Umpire : Miss Hills Referee : Miss Sutherlin (Baines Whites vs. Juniors February 3, 1 906 8 2 Whites vs. Greens February 10, 1906 II 8 Whites vs. Lavenders March i 7, 1 906 4 8 Whites vs. Greens March 24, 1 906 I 7 Whites vs. Lavenders March 28, 1 906 II 9 Whites vs. Greens April 2, 1906 8 16 Whites vs. Lavenders April 3, 1 906 5 2 144 XTam o ' Sbantcvdlub Iarcaret White Blanche Gentry Aljia Montgomery Mary T Vaiden Motto : Nae man can tether time or tide — or dinner. Colors : Golf pink and white. Flower : Thistle, Song (Time: •Tamiiiany. ] Tarn o ' Shanter, Tarn o ' Shanter ; We take walks and miss our dinner, Break the rides just like a sinner, Tain o ' Shanter, Tarn o ' Shanter ; Get your kodaks, Here we go, tacks ! Tam o ' Shanter ! I 146 f . IFX C. X. Club flDcnibcrs Geokgie Creekmore Ethel Mills Mary ?iIills Gertrude Rosson Motto: We four and no more. Colors : Blue and Rold. Flower: Touch-me-not. l ell Fe ! Fe ! Fe ! Ho ! Ho! Ho! C! C! C ! Lu ! Lo ! Lei ! We are the girls of the F. H. C. L. 147 tSt o Ut A o Xi o u o Ikobak Club Motto : A thing of beauty is a joy forever. Colors : Gold and sky blue Favorite Place for Snap Shots : Little Buffalo. Jaira Chapman Lulie Baskervill President Treasurer flDcmbci ' s Clara Sanderlin Mildred Richardson Jaira Chapman Lizzie Batten Florrie Batten Sidney Guy Hontas Tinsley •j-Mary Watkins Nancy Garrow j-plorence Barr tAbsent when picture was takeii 149 Susie Cox Bessie Ferguson Mary Spencer fisabel F lournoy fEmma Edwards fLucile Pleasants Georgie Newby Lulie Baskerville Lucy Elcan l[3iuiab Club Motto : Dt) others, or the - ' ll do 3 ' ou. Colors : Orange and white Song : Home Sweet Home ' Flcjwer : Wild rose L cll H U R R A H 1 1 : ! ! fIDcmbcrs Bugs Ape Braithwaite Marie Thornhill Woody Agnes Ruth Sheppard Y. M. Barber Atala Walker 150 ®ur Hvtists 1. HdWARD Chandler Christy 2. Hknry Hutt 3. Walter Biggs 4. ] Irs. Benjamin Gay 5. Gertrude- Burton 6. ] Iarv Davidson 7. Merle Abbitf 8. Cora Quillen 9. Mary Coleman 10. Beulah Williamson 11. Iollie ; Iauzy 12. Steptoe C. Campbell 151 Frontispiece Title Page 1 Toast 2 Greeting 3 Dedication Tlie Virginian (111.) 5 Thie Staff of tlie Virginian G Picture of the Staff 7 Editorial 8 Board of Trustees 9 Faculty 10 Faculty Portraits Faculty 12 Faculty Portraits 13 Home Department ' Portraits of Home Department January Class, ' 06 6 Miss Dunn ' s picture ' Pictures of January Class ' 06 18-22 Class History of January 23-26 Prophecy of January Class 27-29 Will of January Class 30-81 Class of June ' 06 32 Dr. Messenger ' s picture 33 Pictures of June Class 34-45 Class Song 46 Class History 47-50 Class Poem ' - Class Prophecy 52-53 Class Will ' . 54-55 Poem, Lifes Awakening 56 Second A Class 57 Picture Second A Class ■ 58 New Junior B Class roll 59 New Junior B Class picture Old JuniorBClass roll 61 Old Junior B Class picture New 3rd B Class roll 3 New 3rd B Class picture 64 Our Fads and Failings 65-66 Old 3rd B Class roll and picture 67 Third A class roll 68 Third A class picture 69 To the Office 0 Locked Out ™ How to Prepare a Lesson ' 1 New Second B Class roll ' New Second B Class picture 3 162 Old 2nd B Class roll 74 Old 2nd B Class picture 75 Cleaning I ' p 76-77 Bits of Eevery in the Inlirmary 78 Senior A Class roll 79 Seniore A Class picture 80 First B Class roll 81 82 First B Class picture 83 Joys of a Senior B 8-1-85 The Kindergarten 86 Her first Punishment 87 As Others See Them. (Ill ) 88 How Janet and I read Macbeth 89-91 The Black Bow 92-93 Beside the Old Hair Trunk 91-95 How Shiloh was Brought back 96-97 Hobbies 98-99 Getting Ready for a Test 100-102 High Tide of Enthusiasm 103-104 A Narrow Escape 105 Teha, the Child of the Sun 106-109 A Normal Plan 110-111 Smoked Up —and Out 112-113 A Dream of Fair Women 114 Jokes 115-116 Literary Societies (111.) 117 Cunningham Literary Society 118-119 Argus Literary Society 120-121 The Guidon Staff 122 Pictures of Guidon Staff 123 The White Ribbon Girls 124 Illustration for Y. W. C. A. Oflicers 125 Glee Club 126 Fraternities 127 Kappa Delta Fraternity 128-129 Sigma Sigma Sigma Fraternity 130-131 ZetaTau Alpha Fraternity 132-133 Alpha Sigma Alpha Fraternity 134-135 The Anti-Matrimonial Mutual Tontine Benefit Association 136 Picture 137 Tennis Club 138 Picture of Tennis Club 139 Archery Club 140 Cotillion Club 141 Greens 142 Picture of Greens 143 AVhites 144 Picture of AVhites 145 163 Tam O ' Shaiiter Club 146 F. H. C. L. Club 147 Iota Iota Club 118 Kodak Club 149 HurahClub 150 Our Artists. 151 Contents 155-5-1 Advertisements 155 164 For Almost 25 Years We have carefully studied the Tool and Bench requirements of Manual Training- Schools. During- this time we have equip- ped most of the prominent collegfes, uni- versities, public and private schools everywhere. Correspondence invited. :: HAMMACHER, SCHLEMMER CSi CO. NEW YORK, Since 1848 4TH AVE CS. 13TH ST. I Block South of Union Place) FARMVILLE, VIRGINIA Capital $ 50,000 In Every Depa rtment of Banking We are Prepar- ed to Serve You in a Satisfactory Manner N. B. DAVIDSON, Presidenl JNij. W. LONG, Cashier A. G;. CLAPHAM, Vice- President J. L. BUGG. Ass ' t Cashier UNITED STATES DEPOSITORY The First National Bank State Female Normal School Farmville, Va. Founded by the Legisla- ture to educate teachers for the public schools. Free tuition for two hundred young women. Scholarships appointed among the coun- ties and cities. Liberal courses in Lan- guage, Literature, History, . ' sciences and the JNLinual Arts. Two-year Profess ion a 1 course for teachers. A graded Training Schoul in which students receive a _ ear ' s training before going out to teach. SESSION BEGINS SEPTEMBER 5TH CATALOGUE SENT ON APPLICATION Lfniversity of Virginia, Charlottesville, Va. The Following df])artniL-nts of study are represented: I. The College In the college, courses are oftered in the following culture subjects: Latin, Greek, French, Spanish, Italian, German, English Language, English Literature, Education, History, Economics, Philosophy, Mathematics, Applied .Mathematics, Astronomy, Physics, Chemistry, Geology, and Biology. By virtue of the elective system, the undergraduate can select any one i f a large number of liberal four-year courses, leading to the degree of Bachelor of Arts. II. Department of Graduate Studies This department, in which the same studies are taught as in the College, offers to the Bachelors of Art the opportunity of specializing in such directions as they choose, and of acquiring the methods of original research The graduate courses are intended chiefly for those who desire to take the degree of Master of Arts or Doctor o( Philosophy, but may be taken by any student who wishes a deeper knowledge of any subject than is to be gained from the collegiate courses. III. The Department of Law The course of study is distributed over two years. The candidate for the L. L. B. degree is required to attend two full sessions of the Law School. An excellent special course is provided for students who can attend but a single session, and who are not candidates for the degree. The Library facilities are excellent. IV. Medical Department Organized in 1825 and in continuous operation e.xcept one year since that date, this department offers thorough medical instruction in the environment of an old and famous university. The entrance requirements are the completion of a three-year high school course or its equivalent; after January ist, 1907 they will also include physics, general chemistry, and general biology. The course is graded, and extends over four years of nine months each. There are good laboratory facilities in chemistry, anatomy, histology and embryology, bac- teriology, pathology, and clinical diagnosis. Clinical material is furnished by a new hospital, the property of the L ' niversity, rtith about 500 patients annually; and bv the Dispensary with about 2000 cases annually. V. The Engineering Department Four distinct courses are offered, leading to degrees in Civil, Mining, Mechan- ical, and Electrical Engineering, and require for their completion four years, each. Graduates of Colleges admitted with advanced standing in mathematics and the sciences. Special two-year courses are arranged for students who are unable to af- ford the time and money needed for completing the full degree-course of four years. For further information and catalogue, address Lfniversity of Virginia, Charlottes- ville, ' a. im. iiu S The Photographer, and you will find him at the best equipped Studio in the State, where perfection is paramount. The pictures in this book were made by Mo Mo MOMT ARTIST PHOTOGRAPHER FARMVILLE, VA. BABCOCK PRINTING PRESSES I I R E IN .1 C L A S S ? V T H R .1 S R L ' E S They Are Known and Used the World Over If You Need a PRINTING PRESS :: OF Aw Kixi), You Need a :: BABCOCK SEND FOR OUR CATALOGUE The Babcock Printing Press Mfg. Co. NEW LONDON, CONN. New York Office :: :: :: :: No. 8 Park Row HAMPDEN-SIDNEY COLLEGE COURSE— Broad and Solid SITUATION ' — Excellent FACULTV— Active and Efficient CLIMATE— Delightful IXSTRUCriON— Thorough STUDENT— BODY— Gentlemen EXPENSES— Small Applications for Teachers already (March 9th) DOUBLE the number we can supply, and ranging from $600 to $1,200 per session. Forty-five minutes from Farmville over a splendid Macadam Road. If the Daughter attends the Normal why not send the Son to Hampden-Sidney . ' The 131st Session will begin Sept. 12th, 1906. For Illustrated Catalogue or other information, address GRAY McAllister, President, HAMPDEN-SIDNEY, VA. FOR VIRGINIA FARMS, TIMBER and MINERAL LANDS GALLON HALL JEHNE farmville, va. ESTABLISHED 1842 i], ' ISr PIANOS AND THE Stieff Self-Player-Piano Sold Direct by the Manufacturer Low Prices Easy Terms. Write for Catalogue (gMHSo M„ STDEFF Factory-Branch- Warerooms C. W. WHITMORE, Manager 716 Main Street. LYNCHBURG, VA. A. H. FBTTING MANUFACTURER OF (3vech Xettet jFvaternit Jeweler TEMPORARY LOCATION j— ' q 1 f i m O P(= IVT H 213 N. LIBERTY STREET JlJ CTl 1 LI 1 1 i LJ 1 t?, iVX „l. Memorandum package sent to any Fraternity member through the Secretary of the Chapter. Special Designs and Estimates furnished on Class Pins, Rings, Medals for Ath- letic Meets, Etc. humn fMicjb (3iabc jFootwear MAIL ORDERS FILLED SAME DAY RECEIVED G. A. COLEMAN CO. LYNCHBURG, VA. y T5.,- - ..-, -.. -.„- -,. ---.V-- ,..-, „s -•„,-, ,.s „-, - ..-v -,.,-- ,.. ,. ,. -• . - .. -v, - ,.,-- „.-, , -..i ,-,.- - ..-. ,,„■. ..«. -.. % J. F, WALTON S. D. ' WALTON D T. ELAM Jl ■ ■ ' ■ ?l Jl J. F. WALTON 6 CO. I ' ! si Grocers anb Coinnussion HDercbants Fertilizers, Agricultural Implements, The Oliver Chilled Plow and Castings, % Farmer ' s Friend and Dixie Plows, Hardware, Deering Harvesting Macliin- ery, Superior Grain Drills and Harrows, vM,i I Hay, Corn, Oats and Mill Feed :: :: :: . : FARMVILLE , = = = VIRGINIA College of William and Mary WILLIAMSBURG, VIRGINIA III Two hundred and fourteenth session begins September 20th, If 1906. Two courses — (1) Colleg-iate Course, leading- to the degrees % of A. B. and A. M. (2) Normal Course — tuition free and board :)| at reduced rates. Buildings renovated and newly equipped, light- Ijl ed with electricity and supplied with pure artesian water. Send 1 for catalogue. I LYON G. TYLER, A. M., L. L. D., President Dress Goods, Wash Fabrics, Silk, Ribbons, Fine Shoes, Hosiery, Neckwear The Leader in Dry Goods N. B. DAVIDSON cTWAIN STREET Up-to-Date Styles . Up-to-Date Prices OUR GOODS ARE THE CREAM OF THE MARKETS Farmville = = = = Virp-inia WADE CS, CRALLE ' S 31ratetmtp and t)Cl)ool tattonerp Pickles and Olives, Candies, Fruits, School Supplies, Stationery ICE CREAM Agents for P VOV. .0 CANDIES FARMVILLE, VIRGINIA Our Southern ' A College FOR Women There are but fourteen colleges for women in the United States that are classed in Division A by the U. S. Commissioner of Education Randolph-Macon Woman ' s College lynchburg, virginia. Is the only one of the fourteen South of the Potomac Kinckle Shoe Company Agents for g orosts t)oe0 $3.50 anli $4.00 Fitters of Feet KINCKLE SHOE COMPANY ' LYNCHBURG, VIRGINIA The Real Shoe Store ? LYCNHBURG, VA. ILcaDcrs in College jToottiJear Our Mail Order Catalogue Sent on Request Isbell, Bowman Co. EDWARD A. CLELAND apor, team anD It)ot Crater IDeating piumfiing anD ©as JFitting 00act)incrp, engines anD 15oilers 812 CHURCH STREET Lynchburg Virginia j|lliiiinilili tUljiMiitlil] Lliliiii inLlHiii. .iilllihi.iiilllJnniiilliJ [[lH]ii, ,n[lll]iiM nililiimiiili iMiiiiJlLii. iiiLUi.ii illl illti illliii .i|iiHl]||i|iH(lIjiiMLiillli tlili iHHiiiiiilllillh- ' i ' lilliiiNilillhn ' lilJhiN ' llklh ' ' _ FARMVILLE, VA. J — UKAI.KK IN — C. E. CHAPPELL i Foreign and Domestic Fruits, Confeclionery, Stationery, Sporting and Athletic Goods, Text Books and Nornial Scliool Supplies AGKXT FOR HIVLEK ' S l ' ,()X BONS AND CHOCOLATES Mrs. Chappfill ' s Millinery Parlors IN HEAR OF STOKK I Pattern Hats and Imported Novelties % l iii i . l|f1 i i i TfjfpTiT7piiTTiT]ipiTTnTji[iTrT TTJU iiiT rTTpiJ iiij i [ p; rjuiiii ' -.tjp. ' ' [pi ' iiM[j|pi mjiyp - fijji ifin ' iriyfi T|r ' n||FTinT ,mlt] (liil.:..il ' JlIl Oililii ,| llJl)M FllllllllUllHiilll lFllllllllll .|l li l ' l lt Lilll,i.itllllt]li 01 L. J.VERSER SON DEALERS IN Foreign and Domestic Dry Goods VViiite Goods, Notions, Etc. Sole Ag-ents for the Carlisle Fine Shoes for Ladies, in Welts, Turns McKays FARMVILLE, VIRGINIA %ii ni|rii TpP ' ' nipm ' ni|pn«ii|jiriiiii|ir.iiiiipiiiiiiipiiii ' iiifiii j;jiiii ' «5ji ijiu ijli iiifriiiiiifiiiiiiifii «iniiiii ifri iipii iiijii npr. upmnfm ' ' iii|r ™ipii ™ifiiiiiii||r ' MedfeaD ©dDllDege ©IT !w mm CHRISTOPHER TOMPKINS, M. D., Dean DEPARTMENTS OF iMEDICINE, DENTISTRY AND PHABMACV THE SIXTY-NINTH SESSION WILL COMMENCE SEPTEAIBER 25th, 1906 HONOR, SYSTEM Kxc-ellem Theorelical Course Willi Thorouiih rrnitical and Clinlc-al Inslrucllon In tlie Memorial Hos- pilal, City Free Dispensary, and New and Wt-ll-Kqulpped Laboratories, all under ihe exclusive i-onlrol of the College, togetlier with the .state Penitentiary Hospital, City Almshouse Hospital and other I ' ublic- lustiiuilons. vr Calalogue, Add ' ess DR. FRANK M. READE, Secretary, Ric hmond, ' a. CALUMET TEA AND COFFEE CO. J and j Franklin St red CHICAGO LAUNDRY MACHINERY AND LAUNDRY SUPPLIES We Furnish Every appliance or Supply Required for the Laundry Send for o7ir Catalog ne and Price List Troy Laundry Machinery Co., Ltd. NEW YORK CHICAGO SAN FRANCISCO iiiri iifi uiji ijii ' w ' v iiiii ' iiiiii iiiiiii ' iiiiii ' iifii iifiii iiniiii ijiN [11. iji ,iui Bii iiiiii ' niii ' iji ip ' v w  ■ iiiiii iiuii nfi ' ■i ™ 4 I W. T. BLANTON 3(ctorler A N I ) ©ptifian MAIN STREET Farmville - - Virginia I make a specialty of Normal i School Class Pins, Badgfes and Society Pins Will be pleased to furnish de- signs and prices upon MAIN STREET application R. W. Garnett Sl Company DEALERS IN Ladies ' and Gents ' Furnishing ' Goods, Trunks, Satchels, Umbrellas, Etc. Ladies ' Tailor-Made Suits, Cloaks and Capes, Plush and Cloth Miss es ' Cloaks and Child- ren ' s Reefers a Specialty. Leaders of Fashion and Styles in Clothing;. Shoes for Ladies, Gents, jNIisses and Children :::::::::::::::::::::::: FARMVILLE. = = = VIRGINIA Where is the best place to buy Shoes ? AT FLEMING CLARK ' S MAIN STREET THBV CARRY THE BEST LINE ON THE MARKET ZIEGLER BROS. SHOES AND SLIPPERS FOR LADIES uuiiumiUi .iiiii iiiii iiiii iJHii [iiiiniiiiiiii,ii[]ii mi] mil m, lUi lai m liiinn.iiiai im mii miiii.MiiiiiiiM iiiiit .jtivij i,,iiiii iii iitiiin-iiiaiiinl H. ARTHUR BARROW ( V. J. BARROW, Manager) DEALER IN FRESH cTVlEATS DR. P. W. BECKHAM DENTIST Office over Wiltse ' s Jewelry Store - FARMVILLE, VA. HAMLET L HAMLET Denttgts FARMVILLE. VIRGINIA W. C. FALWELL Stioe Store and Repair Shop Main Street ----- _ FARMVILLE, VA. Established 1S3S Incorporated 1889 M AXn AlTIKKliS I IF Patent Full R oller Process Flour I arm ' ille, Va. Pure Water-Ground cTWeal, Bran, Shipstuff and cTWill Feed ANDERSON DRUG COMPANY Farmville, Va. Full Line of DRUGS, TOILET ARTICLES, PER- FUMES, COMBS, BRUSHES, ETC. Prescriptions Our Specialty V m I DRUGGISTS Toilet Arlioles Stationery, Inks and St liool Supplies .yigentfi for Caatmnn Kodrika and Supplier Winston Drug Company I Come to Dr. Peter ' s for Everything in Drugf Line I C. C. COWAN Undertaker and Furniture Dealer (Successor to Harrow t owan) AVALL PAPER AND WINDOW [SHADES — Ay:ent for — School Furniture Iron Fences and Tombstones FARMVILLE, VIRGINIA Mrs. L. L. Kcistcr DEALER IN jFancp ©ooDs, anD Jl3otions :: MAIN STREET Farmvillc, - Virginia SUCCESSORS TO DEALERS IN Staple anD jFancp (5rocctiE0 DRY GOODS, BOOTS ®, SHOES Buy Pocket Knives and Sciisors From PAULETT BUGG Cl;e iFarmtille i eralti Has what few (jf the small town newspapers have. 7 ' he peo])le want it for its complete local news; the business public for its excel- lence as an adxertising medium The Best in Southside Va. Subscription Rates $i.oo per Annum Address, The Fakjiville Herald FARMVILLE, - VA. H. C. KAYTO N (.Successor lo II. E. Harrow) Fresh Heats a md Ice I have some of the best this market can afford in the way of Fresli i Ieats, Fish, Etc. W. T. DOYNE FURNITURE DEALER AND FUNERAL DIRECTOR Full Line of Farniture, Pictures, Picture Frames, Ftc. didertakin a Spucialhy solicit a part of your patronatjc MAIN STKKKT FARMVILLE, VIRGINIA LIVERY AND SALE STABLES Call on Zimmerman Bros, for good Livery Teams ai.d Baggage Wagon. Baggage transferred to an part of the City Pboue No. 110 FARMVILLE, VriZGINIA I You will Find that . PAYNE FRIEND have the best and cheapest STOVES, CHINA, CROCKERY, GLASS AND TINWARE I in Farmville • Over 300 articles for 5 and 10c. each • I FARMVILLE, VA. I RIPBERQER ' S Lowney ' s fine Box Candies, Cigars and Tobacco RjIPBERGER ' S The People Who Feed You Commission Qpctcfjants ND TJEAT,ERS IN FARMING IMPLEMENTS, HARDWARE AND HEAVY GOODS O F EVERY DESCRIPTION BEST GRADES OF FERTILIZERS If you want the best, buy the ( vensboro Wagons and Buggies FARMVILLE, VIRGINIA I W m I I 8 a a R.CBRISTOW II M FARMVILLE, VA. M S a M nousi; and sroiM M m l ainter « Pape,i- Han i ■.r iind Interior DtH ' orator Kpj Estimates on large and [hj small jobs cheerfuly Ij given. Allworkdone feg] by experienced hands (§1 and fully guaranteed ia KEFEI ENCE: M : Iy work on State Normal A School, Farmville, Virginia JO We carry a Complete Line ,, „ ,. H of M jFancp ( rocenes PICKLE, CANNED MEATS, CAKES and CRACKERS The Store to Btiy Your Carpets, Rugs, Mattings, LaceCurtains Write for Samples and Prices ANDERSON ' S CARPET HOUSE Richmond - - Virginia EVERETT WADDEY COMPANY jftne tattonerg and €ngraberg THE LARGEST ENGRAITNG HOUSE IN THE SO UTH Established More Tlmn a Quarter of a Century 1 105 East Main St. RICHMOND, VIRGINIA Established iS6j PLANTERS BANK OF FARMVILLE, EARMllLLE - - - ITRGINIA CAPITAL - - - $43,424. SURPLUS AND PROFITS $70,000. STATEMENT OF CONDITION APRIL 6, 1906 11. A. STiiKE.S, Presiiliill W. ti. KNAIU.K. lashkr W . I ' . KNAliLK. Ass ' l Cashier EDWARD GRAHAM FRYE : rcl)ttect ROOMS 15 AND 16 LYNCHBURG NATIONAL BANK BUILDING LYNCHBURG. VIRGINIA ' Building Business on Bargain Giving Farmville Danville Richmond Lynchburg Manchester Petersburg Tliit; is a Xoriual (iiii ' s ftoie ; Me please them aud make it to their advantage to shop here. Do h ■ 1) )(I I Shoes, Gym Ser e., Fine Dress tiootls, Hosiery, Skirts an l Dry (joods We hine. to servo. )ou B. B. BALDWIN .MANA(JEK I ai mville: BKANcn What iiienns this slrawiie com- iiiotiuii here? The girls are gallieved from far and near. Have ihey come lo difrsect the cats? No. They are going to Uncle Pat ' s He has candies s-weet. and nuts so fine, And all yon want in the sweet- meat line. If it ' s apples or oranges, or candy or cake. ' ■Uncle Pat can serve yon. and some money yon ' ll make; For yon get a dime ' s worth for only a nickle. And often he throws in an ex- tra—one pickle. R. N.Hillsman QUICK SALES SMALL PROFITS Distritdite.rs of Mi jl. Class Me.rc-lian.lise, Dry tioocls. No- tions, Shoes ami Ktirnishin s of all kinds Ladies lu§h class dress goods and custom Vjrade shoes a specialty - FARMVILLE, - VIRGINIA fp Commercial J rmtmg Companp WE EXCELL US BKKOHE 1 SPFX ' IALLY F.( UIPPED FOR Printing, Ruling Binding, Engraving College IVork ALL (ITliERS IN (iUALITY AND I ' KICE :: WKITK LACIN(i ORDERS FOR ASY ' l ' ]! INU X E E D K J) Commercial i rinting Companp 722 COMMERCE ST. LYNCHBURG, VIRGINIA V % mmmmim