Longwood College - Virginian Yearbook (Farmville, VA)

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THE JUNIOR CLASS L PMING back to school in September held more in store for us than merely seeing all of our old friends again. There were the new freshmen, our sister class, to greet and to welcome into our circle. The realisation that they were our own little Red and Whites pleased us all and made us more than happy to give them a Glad You ' re Here party in the Rec. When Circus time rolled around, we all joined merrily into the spirit of the big event and enjoyed preparing and prac- ticing our stunt as much as giving the actual performance under the big top of the Gym. With Jane Philhower ' s excellent guidance and impromptu suggestions, we depicted a rally for a presidential election in a negro night club, which we called A Night in Harlem. If we thought we ' d had trouble with the Coke Machine in the other building, we just didn ' t realize what was in store for us in Cunningham. Nothing else could pos- sibly happen was our only hope after the fire in the motor had been successfully ex- tinguished by Bessy, our coke-keeper and class president. A group of volunteer fire girls with pitchers of water added con- fusion to the scene. Our hopes were in vain. No sooner had the machine been re- paired than the refrigerating system went haywire. For weeks it was a familiar sight to see the junior kitchen filled with the overflow of exploded cokes. We had made a success of our May Day dance last year, so we elected Anne Sum- mers chairman of the dance which added to the success of another May Day celebra- tion. Through our worries and our joys, our smallest and largest tasks, our successes and our failures, our friend and classman, Miss Burger helped us with her sound counsel. SOPHOMORE CLASS W. I AIL to thee our Sophomore sisters, stately and so fair. If we look the whole world over, none to you compare. AU through the halls of Gym and Annex, this familiar refrain rang out the beginning of a new year for the Superior race, the lordly Sophomores. Our trunks were hardly unpacked, when we settled down to work — on the Fresh- men. The typical two-day examination period was just around the corner with Professor Grace Loyd presiding over the last big night. Circus time found us with heads in a huddle debating ideas for our stunt. With Pat McLear as head, we pantomimed through song and dance a typical forest scene with all the color and romance the gypsy band possessed. Excitement buzzed

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portance. We quickly lost the latter bur- den as we settled dcjwn to the business at hand — mainly, cramming enough knowl- edge in our heads to enable us to be grad- uated. We managed to get through installation with only a few minor mishaps and felt quite a thrill at our first senior chapel. It was not long before we were putting our newly-capped heads together over our cir- cus stunt and as a result produced another pri2;e winner. Senior dance will long be remembered by all of us. Clad in the tra- ditional white, we danced with borrowed dates and wished for those who were far away. To the tune of Stardust, we walked in the figure led by our honorary class member, Shirley Pierce, and our class officers: Eleanor Wade, president; Mari- lyn Johnson, vice-president; Mary Walker Watts, secretary; and Sally Robertson, treasurer. After Christmas time seemed to fairly whiz; by. As we cheered our teams on to victory in color cup clashes, as we went to meetings, even as we played bridge and had our bull sessions, there was a feeling of finality. That last time sensation came even closer as we sang our class songs at senior chapel and realised that commence- ment was near. The last few days held much to remem- ber, the frantic packing, the Lantern parade, the sadness at leaving Mr. French, class day, and at last the .scrap of paper which symbolized the end of frjur years ' work. WHO ' S WHO i ' N the fall fjf each year the faculty selects members of the Senior class to represent the school in Who ' s Who Among Students in American Colleges and Universities. This year eighteen seniors, outstanding in extra-curricular activity as well as scholarship, were chosen. A brief biography was published this spring. Selected from the Class of ' 45 were Marilyn Bell, editor of the Virginlan: Mary Elizabeth Fuqua, U. S. O. chair- man; Martha Higgins, president of the House Council; Mary Ann Jarratt, vice president of the Y. W. C. A.; Fay Johnson, head of Student Standards; Marilyn John- son, president of Cotillion Club; Jane Knapton, editor of the Colonnade; Sara Moling, Y. W. C. A. Cabinet member; Harriette Moore, president of the Student Body; Sally Robertson, president of the Dramatic Club; Jane Rulfin, editor of the Rotunda; Barbara Scott, vice-president of the A. A.; Mary Preston Sheffey, president of the Spanish Club; Lucy Manson Sharpe, president of A. K. G.; Eleanor Wade, pres ' ident of the Senior Class; Ophelia Whittle, vice-president of the Student Body; Sara Bird Williams, president of the Y. W. C. A.; and Helen Wilson, president of the A. A.

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among the Sophs when we placed second and saw our own Grace Loyd as rinfj- master. Time swiftly flew tcj February 1 4, which to some meant Valentine ' s Day but to the Sophs, class production. Nancy Whitehead turned the Rec into a GayNineties saloon with flora ' dora girls, bicycle built for two, and the unforgettable Cile Sarver in her own interpretation of By the Sea. This year we went into business and undertook the management of the coke machine, a main source of revenue. Those who took care of our responsibilities were our officers, Margaret Ellett, president; Grace Loyd, vice-president; Betty Bibb, secretary; Betty Minetree, treasurer; and our ever loyal classman, Miss Her. It was not long before spring air bree2,ed through our windows, and we journeyed to the roof for those lovely sun tans. Each tone of the bell rang out the last days of a year filled with joys shared and rang in the realization that we too would soon become a part of the Building. THE FRESHMAN CLASS yQ HERE is Room 22? Where do we go now? These were questions we were asking that unforgetta ' ble day in September. It wasn ' t too long, though, before our spirits became part of the spirit of S. T. C. The orientation classes helped us to learn more about the college which was now our Alma Mater. Big sisters were always there to help us, and the reception they gave started our social life at Farmville. Soon, going to classes. studying, eating, and playing were things that ju.st naturally occurred every day. Rumors soon spread that our rat caps were here, and one afterno ' )n we were found kneeling proudly before the sophcy m(jres to be capped. Anxious as the upper classmen to find out who (jur officers would be, we elected Peepsie Brocjks, pre.sident; Virginia Tin- dall, vice-president; Anna Kucera, secre- tary; Mary Lou Bagley, treasurer, and Miss Dabney, classman. Many freshmen walked the straight and narrow when the lordly sophomores reigned over us the two days of Ratting. ' Twas all in fun, though, with Jean Givens proclaimed as Best Rat. More fun and hard work were around the corner when we presented our class stunt at the annual circus. We were proud, too, of our vic- torious runners in Color Rush and the freshman hockey players who defeated the sophomores Thanksgiving. After Christ- mas our talents were revealed in our pro- duction. We visited on Annex and Gym frequent- ly, knowing that each visit brought a won- derful year closer to an end. It gave us a preview of our coming sophomore year when we would actually live there and be more a part of S. T. C.