Longwood College - Virginian Yearbook (Farmville, VA)

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one dime, ladeez and gentlemen. It was worth more than that to us to look at the jjrofile she made of Dodson — we howled ! We like to think that our Honor Code is a living- symbol of life at Farmville. It is a challenge and a trust to every member of the student body, and we feel that this year every individual has grasped its sisTiificance. singing, we broke our circle and followed Jean Tip the steps leading to the Colonnade. Marching down the Colonnade were many girls who within their hearts had grasped the free meaning of those lines which only a few minutes before had been just a quotation — yes, we were now ready to accept the chal- lenge and, with God ' s help, strive to live according- to our creed. Not hy Might ... Freshman Installation . . . not by power, but by ily Spirit, saith the Lord of Hosts. This to us was a quotation prac- tically meaningless and vague until the night we be- came Y. W. C. A. members. The beautiful service conveyed simply the true meaning of the organiza- tion. Dressed in white, symbolizing purity, we lined up on either side of the colonnade. Each of us was given an unlighted candle, which was later to be lighted by one of the cabinet members. As we stood waiting in the Colonnade, out of the darkness, flickered brightly the lighted cross and candles placed on the Annex steps in Joan Court. Indeed this symbol of the three-fold creed of the Y. W. C. A. was lovely and most creative of the feeling and desire for the finest and best things in life. Standing on the steps in a triangular formation were Jean Mover, president ; Martha ATielchel, vice- president, and Sara Cline, head of the membership committee, each holding a lighted candle. The cabinet members, seven on each side, led the two lines down opposite sides of the Colonnade steps ; down into Joan Court, forming at last a wide circle. Jean Moyer welcomed us with a talk which stirred the chords within each heart, and because of its sin- cere reverence, each of us felt more deeply the true value of Y. W. C. A. and felt proud to become a part of such an organization. Sara Cline read a passage from the Bible, and Martha Whelchel offered a lovely prayer of rededica- tion and consecration of the Y. W. C. A. in service and devotion to the school. The challenge was one of deep meaning and filled our beings with the sincere desire to accept it with all our might. We who held unlighted candles, were challenged to keep, when once lighted, the light ever bright within our hearts — to keep in mind, as the cabinet members lighted our lamps, the fact that this too was a challenge to Chris- tian service and Christian living. After each lamp had been lighted, we sang one verse of the Y. W. h-vmn, Follow the Gleam. While Left to right: Watts, Clemmons, Bingham, Conuelly, Pierce . . . And a Silence Falls as Freshmen Sign the Honor Code THE doors to the little auditorium were closed quietly by a government assistant and Caralie Xelson, our Student Body president, talked with us about our Honor Code. Each of us resolved in her heart sincerely to live up to the code we were about to sign. Silence indeed is golden, but more valuable was the slip of paper which each of lis was about to sign. With a nod, five of us walked to the table, pulled out our chairs, and together we sat. Just as cooperatively as we expected to live together, so we signed this, oiir Plonor Code. Mere words typed upon paper { Xo ! for our pulse etched each ideal upon our hearts: Concentration Sigiiature silence and a prayer !

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On Our Honor . . . The Student Council THIS year, for the first time iu the history of the school, the entire student body signed the Honor Code. As radical as the change seemed to ns at first, it nevertheless made us think of the vows we were renewing, the ideals which we were again prom- ising to fulfill. In the years be- fore each incoming class of fresh- men and all new girls were asked to sign the code by which they were to live while in Farmville State Teachers College; but in the fall of 19-iO, it seemed to us only fitting that this code should be put foremost in the minds of all girls, both old and new. Serving the student body were Caralie Xelson, president; Alice Leigh Barham, vice - president ; Caroline Eason, secretary ; T aney jSTafF, treasurer; and Agues Pat- terson, chairman of the Campus League. We celebrated Dr. Jarman ' s birthday in November with a lovely banquet at Long vood. Ti-ue to custom and tra- dition, the long, heavily laden tables of the banquet room gleamed with candles and glowed with the gorgeous red roses which are Dr. Jarman ' s favorite flowers. The room rocked with laughter when Dr. Caralie Nelson President of the Student Body Jarman said that his girls had outfitted him from head to foot because the Student Council had given him a silk umbrella and the Y. W. C. A. had pre- sented him with a dozen pairs of silk socks ! Representing the Senior Class were Marian Heard and Patsy Fletcher; the Junior Class, Martha Cottrell and Gene Hardy Kilmon ; the Sophomore Class, Betty Boutchard and Ella Marsh Pilkinton ; the Ereshman Class, Hannah Lee Crawford and Mary Evelyn Pearsall. Jean Moyer, president of the Y. W. C. A. ; Frances Ellett, president of the House Council ; and Rosa Courter, president of the Athletic Association, served as ex - officio members of the council. As usual, we ushered for lyce- ums, and everyone told us we made very attractive usher- ettes. It was a constant surprise to see which lovely evening dress Xancy ISTafF woiild wear to g-uide the audience to their seats. By this time we had caught on to that baifling Row I, which wasn ' t there, and we avoided it studi- ously. Our booth in the circus was a huge success. Patsy Fletcher was drawing the crowd in large num- bers with her cutting of life-like silhoiiettes for only First roir, left to right: Fletcher, Courter, iloyer, Xaff, Eason, Kilmon, Ellett, Heard. Second row: Crawford, Pearsall. Barham. Xelson. Pilkinton. Cottroll.

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Left to right: Ellett, Eason, Wriglit, Bell. ai€ 1 1 etc a e k The stranger in our midst at first, and very disconcertingly so — YOU wavered, those first helter-skelter days, and sometimes got as far as the Home Ofiice, but never quite into the phone booth. There were two days of adjusting yourselves — sched- ule - planning, room - planning (you wondered why your room wasn ' t as spacious and airy as a front suite for seniors) — making friends with those just as unused to college as yourself, until September nineteenth, when the upper classmen claimed possession of the campus. More greet- ings, exclamations, acquaintances with big sis- ters, and soon the spirit of the institution had absorbed you, and you. belonged. Election night came, with its excited talks and nominations and final cheering, for from it all came the finest president possible — Betty Bridgforth, of Kenbridge. Eager freshmen elected FayeNimmo, from Suffolk, as vice-presi- dent, and Bi ' oadnax Harrison, who ' s from Char- lottesville, as secretary. Mary Parrish Viccellio was voted treasurer. The organization of the class wasn ' t half over, though, for there was still the matter of classman to be settled. Miss Emily Kauzlarich, an addition to the Physical Educa- tion Department and instructor in modern dance, was vmanimously elected by the class as adviser. The days and weeks have been too short ; classes, dances, meetings, production — all have hastened the ending of a year full in every sense of the word — of small fears and disap- pointment, larger hopes and triumphs. Already you envision yourselves as sophomores. teJ hm an Left to right: Nimmo, Bridgfovth, Harrison, Viceellio. ......JiM ' '