Longwood College - Virginian Yearbook (Farmville, VA)

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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

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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

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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