Longwood College - Virginian Yearbook (Farmville, VA)

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Mary Barlow, B. S., M. A. Professor of Physical and Health Education Teachers College, Columbia University Leola Wheeler, B. S., M. A. Professor of Speech Smith College, Teachers College, Columbia University Samuel L. Graham Business Manager £ ) AT Winnie V. Hiner Treasurer VtRGILIA I. BUCC Registrar Maud K. Taliaferro Postmistress and Manager of Bookroom Annie F. Shelton Dietitian Willie R. McKee, R. N. Resident Nurse

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Bessie H. Jeter, B.S., M.A. Associate Professor of Home Economics Katharine Tupper, B. S., M. A. Teachers College, Columbia University, Cornell University fessor of Home Economics Prof, Ontario College, Teachers Col- lege, Columbia University Mary Frances Houck, B. S., M. A. Assistant Professor of Home Ec Cornell University Carrie B. Taliaferro, B. S„ M. A. Professor of Mathematics Columbia University Lila London, B. S„ M. A. Professor of Mathematics George Peabodv College for Teachers, Teachers College, Columbia University LlSABETH PURDOM, B. MuS. Assistant Professor of Music Brenau College Conservatory Alfred H. Strick Professor of Music Trinity College, London, England i L. Louise Robertson Fitzpatrick, B. S., M. A. Assistant Professor of Physical Education Columbia University

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Left to right: Smith, Vice-President; Ebel. Pre Glass History IT was on a day in late September that the members of the class of ' 39 first walked into the Rotunda and looked up at Joan of Arc with a feeling of awe and excitement and perhaps with the first symptoms of homesickness. But these early, unsettled and lost feelings soon gave way to the realization that we were in college! Before us lay four years of unknown experiences and a host of enchanting oppor- tunities — and we were challenged to enter into our new career — to turn our enthusiasm and youthful anticipations into realities, and in making a name for ourselves, to do the things that count. With the making of schedules and formation of orientation classes, we lost that disconnected feeling of being only parts of something not joined together, and became conscious of our class as a unit. Having chosen Sarah Hayes as president and Miss Grace Moran as classman, we plunged whole- heartedly into college activities. Before we knew it, Rat Week with its terrors, trials, and tribulations, was upon us. For three days we bowed in humble submission to the iron rule of the mighty Soph- omores. Devoid of all beauty, we carried laundry; polished shoes; were made to shine in Shannons; and, to our intense mortification, on the balcony in the dining hall, wrote ardent love letters to the objects of our rulers ' affections; and performed other duties much too numerous to mention. When it was over our relief was overwhelming! We had had fun though, and now felt much more a part of it all. As Rosebuds of the Freshman Class — with our flower, the white rose, as a theme, we formally presented Miss Moran, our classman, to the student body. Each progressive step in our freshman year gave us an inspiration to go forward and to gain for our class a definite place in the college. In sports we got off to a running start by taking first places in the swimming meet in which Bunny Yonce was high scorer. Throughout four years we have had outstanding SENIOR OFFICERS Mr. Coyne r, Classman; Nottingh etary; Anthony, Tr- athletes such as Virginia Carroll, Virginia Whitehead Smith, and Ellen Conyers. For our first production we chose Nan Throckmorton chairman, and Miss Moran, as always, gave willingly of time and effort to making a tremendous success of Over the Wires. In six scenes, two roaming sightseers took the audience around the world. Remember Em Easley as the fat sultan, and Vera singing Our Night in Monte Carlo. Following this came many more first experiences for us — Mardi Gras, Founders ' Day, Spring Cotillion, and May Day. All of these made us wide-eyed in freshman wonder, and gave us secret little feelings of hopeful anticipation that some day we, too, would play prominent parts in these occasions. In the fall of 1 936 we returned to Farmville with heads held high. We were Sophomores — much impressed with our new importance and eagerly awaiting our turn to rule, if only for a week. Rat Week went off smoothly, and we found many new ideas and methods of torture, profiting by our own experiences. Rat Court was a masterpiece of ghostly terror and the Freshmen came forward in fear and trembling. We shared honors with the Seniors, our sister class, when