Meredith College - Oak Leaves Yearbook (Raleigh, NC)

Text from Pages 1 - 194 of the 1910 volume:

CARLYLE CAMPBELL LIBRARY A M54V 576.8 1910 ACCESSION 22859 MEREDFTH COLLEGE RALEIGH, N. C. ARLYILE Meredith College Raleigh, NC 27607-5298 ' x r? Vol. 7 MCMX No. 1 Edited and Published by the Astrotekton and Philaretian Literary Societies Meredith College, Raleigh, N. C. Illustrations by the Students of the Art Department Carlyle CampbeH Library Meredith College Dedication 4 Hymn Dedicated to Thomas Thomas Meredith Meredith 6 Officers of Instruction ane Administration. 9-11 Editorial 12 Alma Iater 14 School of Arts, Philosophy and Science 15 16 17 Pictures Class History Class Poem 18-29 30-32 33 Junior Class 34 Group 35 36-37 Sophomore Class . 38 Group Class History. Class Poem 39 40 41 Freshman Class. 42 Group Class History 43 44 Class Poem 45 An Ideal 46 School of Music 47 Senior Class. 4S Pictures 49-50 Junior Class. 51 Sophomore Class Freshman Class Glee Club Group 52 53 54 55 Meredith College Choir 56 School OF Expression 57 Dramatic Club mt of Venice 1 Night . 58 Scenes from Merehs ... 59 Scenes from Twelftl . . 60 School of Art 61 Senior Pictures 62 Sophomore Class 63 K. K. K 64 Page S V. W. C. A Report. Group Poem to Miss Lannbatj. . Students ' Association Report Motto Literary Societies Asthotekton Pictures Philaretian Pictureh! SOROSIS Ciroup. Acorn Staff Commencement Marshals From the Studio Window, Athletics Association Senior Basket-ball Team Junior Basket-ball Team Sophomore Basket-ball Team P ' reshman Basket-ball Team. , Tennis Clitb , M.C.]— Song The REDEMFnoN of the Phcbnix — SUirij . . Current Events Clubs Billiken Club The Murphy Branch The Robeson Girls Asheville Conference Club The Bohemian Girls The Triangle Molly Cotton-tail Club Sampson Girls The Saints of Alcove I. . Mv Bride-to-be — I ' oiin In the Se. ts of the Mighty Two ■EEKs AT Nag ' s Head — Sliiry The Brook — Poem The Seniors The Undiscovered — Pofm Types of Seniors. . . . Per Scientiam To a Rat — Piicw . . Extracts from a Freshman ' s Diary The Passing of the Cinch — Poem . Evolution of Love-making Forward! — Poem A Fable A Ciypsey Legend — Story Behind the Scenes at Whorton and ' 1 ' vrki, ' ,- Sometimes at Night — Paim . Yoi ' th ' s Transient Dream. To Richard — Poem Time to Laugh The Editors Miss Poteat — Poem Au Revoir Register Ads List of Advertisers 6.5 66 67 6S 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 7S 70 SO SI 82 S3 84 85 S6 S7 ss Sil 90 91-95 96 97 9S 99 100 101 102-103 104 105 106 107 lOS 109-111 112-116 117 lis 119 120-121 122-123 124 125-127 12S 129-131 132-133 134 135-137 138-139 140 141-142 143 144-146 147-14S 149 150 151-160 161 162 2 ?3 Page 3 This book is dedicated to the memory of Thomas Meredith j While others slept below, he climbed the height. He stood alone, with vision strained afar. And peering long into the lingering night, He saw the morning star. R. T. VANN. Page 4 Thomas Meredith Page 5 viho i«p«Tt !Jtii ' ,.v;f. Af .«. i3tK UiD ' tS Hymn Dedicated to Thomas Meredith Sacred be the adopted soil Where thou restest from tliy toil, Sacred be to us thy name, Ours the keeping of thy fame. With thy dreamer ' s vision clear, Thou ditlst see this far off year, Saw ' st our Alma Mater rise Built in tears and sacrifice. Thine the faith wliich couUl not fail, Rigliteous prayers which must avail, Thine the liero ' s rugged strength, Wisdom justified at length. As the ' ears pass on to God, Cherish we this hallowed sod; Womanhooil shall guard thy rest, Rise and call thy memory blest. ,S. Elizabeth Davin. y Page 6 Thomas Meredith HOMAS MEREDITH, the oldest of ten children, was bom in Ptninsylvania, probably in 1795, His father was John Meredith, whose ancestor, Simon Meredith, emigrated to this country from Wales, in 1707, and settled in Chester County, Pennsyl- vania. The Merediths in England appear to have Ijeen people of considerable social and in tellectual standing. Their coat- of-arms, now in pos.se.ssion of Thomas Meredith ' s grandson, was a gaunt lion on a shield. John Meredith, a pronounced Episcopalian, married Charlotte Hough, a Quakeress, who became the mother of Thomas Meredith. Mrs. Meredith is saiil to have been a woman of exceptional mental ability and accomplishments, speaking several languages. Of Thomas as a lad, his teacher said he feasted on Latin. In 1812 he entered the University of Pennsylvania and took the degree of A.M. from that institution in 181G. While at the University he seems also to have taken a course in law, although there was then no regular law school in that institution. Mr. Meredith became an accomplished scholar, being able to converse in several languages, proficient in music and a writer of verse. Though greatly impressed by his mother ' s religious life, and by her death, he seems not to have been con- verted until he entered the University, which was some time after her death. After his conversion an independent study of the Bible brought him to the Baptist faith, and he consecratetl his life to the ministry, in spite of the persuasions of his law teacher, who urged him to follow tliat profession. At the age of twenty-four, he came to Edenton, N. C. Not long after his arrival there, he married Miss Georgia Sears, who, he said, was the only perfectly beautiful woman that he ever saw. His character, culture, and masterly leadership soon set him in the front rank of North Carolina Baptists. He was among the fourteen fathers wlio founded the Baptist State Convention in 1830, antl he wrote the constitution of that body. At the recjuest of the convention he wrote an address to the Baptists of the State, then a feeble, ignorant and disorganizeil botlj-, many of whom openly antagonizetl the new movement; this service he performed in so masterly a paper that the reading of it thrills one to this day. In 1833 he established the Baptist Interpreter, a religious journal which in 1835 became the Biblical Recorder, and of which he remained editor until his tleath. In 1835, and again in 1836, he was one of a conmiittee of three appointed b} ' the State Convention on the feasibility of establishing in Raleigh a Seminary of high grade for women. In 1838, lie was chairman of the third committee on this subject, and presented an extenilcd report strongly urging the establishment of such a school and outlining its work and policj ' . But the project failed because the Convention felt that with the burden of Wake forest on them, to build and ecjuip another college at that time would have crippled and probablj- have des- troyed both institutions. Strong, decideil, scholarly, and fearless, he was foremost and powerful in the controversies of the period, and easily maintained the primacj ' among his brethren until his ileath in his fiftv-sixtli vear. Page 7 Officers of Instruction and Administration t Richard Tilman Vann, A.B., Wake Forest; S. B. T. Seminary; D.D., Funnan University. President. I. School of Arts, Philosophy and Science Larkin Douglass Watson, Jr., A.B., University of Georgia; Harvanl University. Dean — Professor of Mathematics. Elizabeth Delia Dixon-Carroll, M.D., Woman ' .s Medical College of the N. Y. Infirmary. Professor of Physiology. Susan Elizabeth Young, A.M., Brownsville Female College; Leipzig anil Berlin. Professor of Modern Languages. J. Gregory Boomhour, A.B., Colgate University; A.M., University of Chicago. Professor of Natural Science. Alice Whittier Meserve, A.B., Vassar College. Professor of Latin. Mary Katharine Applewhite, Graduate of the State Normal College; B.S., Teachers College, Columljia University. Professor of Education and Psychology. E. Freeman Thompson, Ph.B., Boston Universitj ; Newton Theological Insti- tution; Ph.D., University of Chicago. Professor of Bible and Ethics. Elizabeth Avery Colton, B.S., Teachers College; A.] I., Columt)ia University. Professor of English. Mary Sh. nnon Smith, Radcliffe College; A.B., Leland Stanford Junior Uni- versity. Professor of History. Sarah Morris, A.B., A.M., Vassar; Columbia University. Acting Professor of Latin. Julia Brent Minor, A.B., Trinity. Instructor in Languages. Rebecca Locke Mixner, A.B., Mount Holyoke (College. Instructor in English. S. Elizabeth Davis, A.B., Shorter College; University of Va. Instructor in English. LouLA Estelle Howard, A.B., Meredith College. Assistant in Science. fArranged, with the oxcriitinii of the I ' resiileiil, in onier of :ip|)oiiitmcnt in each Sciiool. 0n leave of absence at Cliieago University for the year. Fagi: f) II. School of Elocution Caroline Berry Phelps, O.M., Emerson College of Oratorjs A.M., Adrian College. Professor of Elocution. :Mahgaret Irene Bright, A.B., O.B., IMcretlith College. Instructor in Elocution. III. School of Music Wade Brown, Artist ' .s and Teaeher ' s Dii)loina, New England Conservatory of Music; A. K. Virgil, New York; Sternschen Conservatorium, Berlin: Pupil Dr. Ernest Jedliczka, Berlin; R. Huntington Woodman. Dean — Professor of Piano, Organ and History of Music. Gu8TAV Hagedorn, Pupil of Adolf Hahn and Leopold Lichtenberg: Late Mem- ber of Cincinnati Symphony Orchestra (five years). Professor of Violin, Orchestral Instruments and Instructor in Harmony, Counterpoint. Helen Marie Day, Pupil of Chas. B. Stevens and . rthur J. Hubbard, Boston; Chas. McKinley, New York; Mme. Matza von Niesson Stone, Berlin. Profes-wr of Voice Culture and Art of Singing. Mrs. A ' illiam .Jasper Ferrell, Graduate of Nansemond Seminary; Pupil of Mrs. (Iregdiy Murray, of Philadelphia; Graduate of Burrows Kindergarten School. Instructor in Music Pedagogy. Mary Elizabeth Futrell, Graduate Meredith College School of Music; Artist ' s and Teacher ' s Diploma, New England Conservatory of Music. Professor of Piano and Ensemble. Gertrude Sousley, Graduate of the New England Conservatory of ' Music; Pri- vate Pupil of F. Phillip]), Paris. Professor of Piano. Harriette Louisa Day, Pupil of Mrs. Humphrey Allen; Mr. . rthur .]. Hub- bard, Boston; Mme. Matza von Nie.sson Stone, Berlin. Instructor in Voice Culture. Anna Ethelynd Read, New England Con.servatory of IMusic, Boston: Pupil of Mdme. ' erasi, Chicago: Mdine. .Johanna Hess-Burr, Chicago; Dr. Carl Dufft, and Oscar Saenger, New York. As- ' iistant in Voice Culture. Madeline Whittier Petit, Vassar College; Pupil of Henry Mollenhauer and Geraldine Morgan: Private Pujiil of Professor lrth and O. B. Boise, Berlin. Acting ProfcKsin- of Violin, Ilarnioni , ( ' (impi)! i(i(in and Analy-vs. Bessie Emerson Sams, Ciraduate of AbM-cdith College School of Music. Instructor in Piano. Cornelia Brownlee, William Sherwood, Chicago; Rafael Jossefy, New York; Alfred Ernst, St. Louis. Instructor in Music. In Europe, on leave of ali.ieiii-e fur tlie year. Pnac 10 CoRiNNE Louise Carter, Graduate of Kansas Conservatory of Music; Private Pupil of Sol Marcosson, New York. Instructor in Piano and Violin. Ada Louise Shearin, Meredith College. Supervisor of Practice. IV. School of Art Ida Isabella Poteat, New York School of Art; Cooper LTnion Art School, New York; School of Applied Design, Philadelphia; Pupil of Mounier; Chase Class, London. Professor of Art. Katharine Louise Ford, Graduate of the School of Art, Meredith Cellege; School of Decorative and Applied Art, New York Citj ' ; A.B., Meredith College. Professor of Applied Design and China Painting. Physical Education Caroline Berry Phelps, O.M., Emerson College of Oratory; A.M., Adrian College. Director of Physical Education. Gertrude Royster, Graduate of St. Mary ' s School; State Normal College; Special Student of Physical Training at Trinity College, Columbia and Yale. Associate Director of Physical Education. V. Officers Richard Tilman Vann, D.D., President. Larkin Douglass Watson. Jr., Dean of School of Arts, Philosophy and Science — Registrar. Wade Brown, Dean of School of Music. Rosa Catherine Paschal, Lady Principal. William Jasper Ferrell, Bursar. J. Gregory Boomhour, Curator of Library. Elizabeth Delia Dixon-Carroll, M.D., College Physician. Mrs. Lelia Dickson Hope, Housekeeper. Winnie Wallace, Matron. Mrs. Octavia Norwood, Nurse. - W - § Page 11 Editorial HE little gray squirrel whisked his fluffy tail up the big old oak on the campus and was lost among the leaves, which were first becoming glorified with tales of yel- low and crimson, as Autumn wrote her magic story. His eyes glistened, and the nut fell from his fore paws in his excite- ment. The girls — eleven of them — he told his eager mate — are working in that window framed with ivy — and do you know — he almost fell ofl the liml:) — they are making ()ak Le.wes. The bunch of oak leaves we are making grows slowly in our hands, for the tricks are new and strange. Hut each leaf is ilipped in a thought, and touched by the mystery of loyalty and love until it means to us a thing most vital. And, fellow stuilents, in the stories and the rhymes, in suggestions and in jokes, we have aimed to stir within j ' ou — within us all — a deeper loyalty to our Alma Mater, which in the years to come, shall thrill us as we turn these pages. Editorial Staff {iR. CE Council, Astro. Efh ' tor-in-chief l LANCHE B. KRUS, Phi. Af:f ociate Editor Annie Gardner, Astro. Lilian Allen, Astro. Business Manager Assistant Business Manager LiLA Keith, A.stro. Art Editor Minnie Middleton, Astro. Ivate Watson, Astro. WiLLA We. ' .thers, Phi. Sallie Jones, Phi. Junior Editors Sophomore Editors Sallie Camp, Astro. Gertrude Horn, Phi. Freshman Editors Page 12 Fngc IS Alma Mater We salute thee, Alma Mater, we salute thee with a song, At thy feet our loyal hearts their tribute laj ; We had waited for thy coming, in the darkness waited long, Ere the morning star proclaimed thy natal day. Thou hast come thro ' tribulation and thy robe is clean and white, Thou art fairer than the summer in its bloom. Thou art born unto a kingdom and thy crown is all of light; Thou shalt smile away the shadow and the gloom. In thy paths the fields shall blossom and the desert shall rejoice, In the wilderness a living fountain spring; For the blind shall see thy beauty and the deaf shall hear thy voice, And the silent tongues their high hosannas sing. Where the rhododendron blushes on the burly mountain ' s breast. In the midland, where the wild deer love to roam; Where the water lily slumbers, while the c j:)ress guards its rest — Lo, the sunny land of promise and thy home. Where the sons of Carolina taught a nation to be free, And her daughters taught their brothers to be brave; O ' er a land of peaceful plenty, from the highlands to the sea, May thy banner. Alma Mater, ever wave. R. T. V. NN. Vagc 14 Page 15 enior Class Motto: Conquer or die Color: Old Rose Flower: Paul Xcyron Rose Officers Florine Pritchett President Ruth Willl ms Vice-President LuLiE Dickson S ecretary Pearl Nance Treasurer Madge Gregory Historian Blanche Barrus Poet Mary MacCullers Prophet Class Roll Dr. Elizabeth Delia Dixon Carroll, Farnlti Menihcr Blanche Barrus Emma Carleton Eleanor Chappell Annie Laura Council Grace Council Maude Davis Lulie Dickson Lillian Draughan Jennie Fleming Annie Gardner Madge Gregory Eloise Griffin LoNiE Hocutt Amorette Jenkins Pearl Jordan Mary MacCullers Pearl Nance Florence Page Katharine Parker Florine Pritchett Ella Thompson Elva Wall Maude Wall Jeanette Watson Ruth Williams Page 16 Dr. Elizabeth Delia Dixon-Carroll Faculty Member of the Senior Class Page 17 Blanche Josephine Barrus, Phi. POLLOCKSVILLE, N. C. Your soul was pure and true, The good stars met in your horoscope, Made you of spirit, fire and dew. Emma Grace Carleton, Astro. WARSAW, N. c. Gentlest in mien and mind Of gentle womankind. Page 18 Annie Laura Council, Astro. HIGH POINT, N. C. A countenanre in whioh did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet. LuciNDA Grace Council, Antra. HIGH POINT, N. C. Wearing all that weight Of learning lightly, like a flower. Page 19 Annie Maude Davis, Phi. Winston-Salem, n. c. Her character was not complex, but most simple, as if God had told her merely to lie nooA. LuLiE Dickson, Astro. WAKE FOREST, N. C. So gracious was licr tad and tenderness. Page 20 Lillian Aldp:rman Draughan, Astro. DUNN, N. c. Modest and simple and sweet. Jennie Yancey Fleming, Astro. MIDDLEBURG, N. ( ' . A merry heart goes all the day. faye :il Mary Annie Gardner, Adro. MACON, N. c. Infinite ric-hes in a little room. Annie Margaret Gregory, Phi. HERTFORD, N. C. Signs of nobleness, like stars shidl shine. On all deservers. Page n Eloise Griffin, Phi. RUTHERFORDTON, N. C. Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. LoNiE HocuTT, Astro. CHAPEL HILL, N. C. A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience. Pa e 23 Amorette Henrietta Jenkins, Phi. AULANDER, N. C. Ah, wii. ' tcl ' ul woman — slie ulio may Oil her s v( pt self sot Iut nun pric-c. JVIargaret Pearl Jordan, Phi. LAURINBURG, N. C. Calm, wliatsopver storms may sliakc the world. Rage :24 Makv Elizabeth MacC ' ullers, Astru. SMITHFIEf D, N. C. One made up of lox ' eliness aloii Georgie Pearl Nance, .l.s co. MONROE, N. ( ' . Taught— Never to blend oiii ' ])li ' aMnr or inii- pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels. f ' rii e 2o Florence Nightingale Page, Phi. WILSON, N. r. Thrn nature said, A lovelier flower On earth was never sown, This rhikl I to myself will take, She shall be mine, and I will make A ladv of mv own. Katharine Parker, Astro. RALEIGH, N. C. Wearing the white flower of a blameless life. Page 26 r Florine Malone Pritchett, Astro. EVERGREEN, ALA. .... Spirits are not finely touch ' d But to fine issues. Ella Graves Thompson, Phi. LEASBURG, N. C. The reason firm, the temperate will. Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill. Page 27 Elva Martha Wall, Astro. WALLBURG, N. C. .... Those about her From her shall read the perfect ways of honor. Maude Novella Wall, Astro. WALLBURG, N. C. .... Wrought All kinds of ser ace vith a noble ease That graced the lowliest act in doing it. Page 28 Jeanette Tazewell Watson, Astro. GEORGETOWN, GA. It is a fine thing to be able to see the purple in the shadows, httle god. Lillian Ruth Williams, Astro. MONROE, n. c. Thou wouldst be loved? Then let thy heart From its present pathway part not. Page 29 Class History ALEIGH! next station, Raleigh! and the porter passed on to the next coach. Raleigh at last had been reached, and the Baptist University for Women — the place of which we had so often dreamed, the place for four of the best years ' of our Jives in good, solid work, four years of gay, record-breakiqg iun, times long to be remembered — we were here. Yes, we were here, not over-confidpnt and really not quite so cheerful in a day or two as we were when we landed. It seemed as if every member of the faculty had conspired to classify us as Preps. Seven ot iis ftianaged to win their good favor, whether owing to our good looks or intelligence the historian has never been able to decide. Perhaps both — for even the Sophomores were im- pressed, and our organization took place without so much as a derisive smile from the aforesaid class. A feast — such a relaxation from Virgil — stands out as one of the most conspicuous events of the year. At Commencement, we received from the Senior class a rarely appropriate gift. A shoe with dolls inside — the old woman who lived in a shoe, prophesying, as it were, the magic increase of our number, when September Should come again. Imagine what an atmosphere of learning pervaded B. U. W. the session of 1907- ' 08, when twenty-nine Sophomores diffused knowledge and wistlom through the College halls! And we impressed the Freshmen. The year was characterizeil by usual and unusual Sophomoric feats, dominated by a spirit of self-satisfaction even extraordinary. Our joyous achievements reached their height when we entertained our Seniors, and were ourselves royally entertained at the home of our class president in the city. It was great fun, being a Sophomore. One feels so ecstatically intellectual dealing with history foot-notes, microscopes and Latin prose. Commencement came at last, and, having blissfully borne the chain of crimson ramblers, we departed to our homes. September again rolled around; and with its advent thirty-one Juniors were found at B. U. W. Our youthful Alma Mater viewed with pride and pleasure Page 30 the largest olass in her history. Miss Meserve, our member in facultate, enter- tained us immediately, in sheer delight. On account of sickness, two of our num- ber were compelled to discontinue their work, but twenty-nine managed to emerge from the vaporous ruins of a laboratory redolent with fumes of chlorine. In spite of ups and downs, in spite of broken bottles of H„80j, in spite of horrible psychological nightmares, we survived. Nor did we forget our social duties, and one afternoon we were at home to the faculty and all the college classes. Shall I mention the baffling mystery of our Juniorhood, the goal of all our hopes, the phantom pursued through many sleepless nights — nights when real phantoms walked the earth and disappeared in shadows of corners, behind cur- tains perhaps — that marvelous Crook, which was finally ours — at Commence- ment? Now we were Seniors! Right royally our Alma Mater made ready for us. Upon our going into office in our Junior spring, gloriously she burst from her Baptist-University-for- Women chrysahs into the larger splendor of MEREDITH COLLEGE, and when her loyal class reassembled in the fall there were elegant, newly furnished parlors awaiting them, a library twice its original size, and plans rapidly advancing to beautify the corridors with famous old paintings and sculpture. Other things, too, demanded our happy attention. Dr. Dixon-Carroll, our honorary member (for Miss Meserve had abandoned us to pursue knowledge) invited us to her homo on our return. Another social event of the year was the trip to Wake Forest. At five p. m., November 15, 1909, a train of automobiles bore the Meredith Seniors away from admiring hundreds to attend a Baraca banquet at Wake Forest College. Sahara ' s sand could not have been worse than the dust endured on the way. Yet we arrived safely and were welcomed by huge bonfires and other typical greetings, not less enthusiastic, though rather less obvious. The evening passed all too quickly — and thereby hangs a tale — and more than one — Possibly on St. ' alentine ' s night, when we were entertained by our loyal Sophomores, in the midst of fluttering hearts, there may have been a fleeting thought of the last great social function. We say possibly there may have been. One never can tell about such things — and the little life-books told wonderful Pnqe 31 tales on uy all. However it may l)e, we shall always give the Sophomores the love and honor ihie to wise and charming hostesses. And to-day wc stand at the door of the future. The coming year will mark an era in our lives, for most of us for the first time must face the world which they say is selfish and cynical. Cynical and selfish it may be, but the class of 1910 is willing to face the facts — four years at Meredith have taught us that it is all niagnificiently worth while. Work wonders? Of course we shall. Higher hopes were never embedded in the hearts of twcnt -five girls. Few of us are cross and pessimistic, many of us are good-looking and happy, and all of us, we hope, are grounded firm in our grand old motto: Conquer or die. And, conf|uering, wc fully ex])ect at last to come into our own, the unspeakable beauty of true womanhood, as each of us conceives it. Page 32 Class Poem From out the dreams of long ago — The dreams of jjraise and worldly fame, We heard a voice — deep, sweet, and low. Our Alma Mater called our name. We saw, with half-awakened soul. The path, unknown, that led to life, — The guide-post, pointing toward the goal. Beyond the realm of toil antl strife. The quest is thine! — again the voice But thou awhile must tarrj- here, Till Truth shall every heart rejoice And thou shalt see the vision clear. With faltering steps, but firm at last, We followed, — thou did ' st hold our hand— At founts of knowledge, deep and vast Did ' st bid us drink and understand. Through years of doubt, thy strength was sure, Spirit of light, thj ' vision stood. And bade our souls be strong anil pure For highest, holiest womanhood. Dear Alma Mater, loved and blest. Thy hand shall bind our armor on. And lead us forth ujjon the quest — Where aim and purpose in life are won. Upon our hearts we wear thy sign, With courage which shall never fail, Lo! nineteen-ten, her hand in thine Shall find, at last, the Holy Grail. Page SS unior Class Motto: Womanli7iess, ivorth and wisdom Flower: Sweet Pea Symbol : Three-quarter-moon Colors: Light blue and white Officers Bessie E. Lane President Beulah Copple Vice-President Emily Huntley Secretary LiLA Keith Treasurer Essie Hunter Poet Emma Byrum Historian Fay Memory Press Correspondent Miss Margaret Bright ) . p „ i, ir ... ... n T T tTiT I c tucuilu Members Prof. L. D. Watson, Jr. ) • ' Class Roll Allen, Lilian Bennett, Harriet Boyd, Emily Byrum, Emma Carroll, Georgia Copple, Beulah Howard, Pearl IvEY, Ruth Keith, Lila Lane, Bessie Memory, Fay MiDDLETON, Ad. MiDDLETON, Minnie PuREFOY, Lucy Hunter, Essie Huntley, Emily Stone, Lila Weathers, Willa Williams, Lillian Page S4 3— a Page 36 Class History ' INGLED with the sadiioss at seeing our Seniors leave last Com- mencement was the hapjiN ' thought that we were at last Juniors. It wa-s so hard at first to call ourselves Juniors. Repeatedly we told the newish that we were Sophomores, loath to drop the name which seemed to embody so much happines.s. This year has been a very hai)py one for our class in spite of the many trials and the hard work. At our first meeting we decided to have a social class meeting once a morithi so that we might become better acquainted with each other. The first ot4he.se was a crook party, given us i)y our president. After seai ' ching for and fintling so many crooks there, we were inspired with fresh cour- age (to hunt the real thing. Since then oW«t5ciai.«ieetiHgs have been a source of ])leasure to every one of us. Our yotfl jer sisters, the FreshKicii, Iiam jcept us frotn mourning the departed Seniors, because, unlike other P,ri?shmen, they do not depend on the Juniors for aid, but even organized before any ' one could disturb them and without help from us. The Mother Goose party we gave them on ' alentine night was a great success. v ' ' ' ■ ' ■. ■ To look at the crowd as.senibled that night, one would, indeed, thi nk tliat the real Mother Goo.se characters had come to life. ' ■ t)ur entertainment for the Seniors was enjoyed so thoroughly by all that we would like to repeat it. Their launch ride up the Neuse will never be forgotten. We were lucky enough to get our pins before Christmas. Such a pin too! A symbolical gold crescent, set with stones of lilue. When we learned tluU three from our class would not be with us this year, and one t)ther hatl to leave socjn after coming, we were very sad, and did not think we coukl ever do without them. But now, although we shall miss them and wish f ' age 30 for them, we have added several more to our number, which makes that loss easier to bear. We organized our basket-ball team before Christmas and, although we could not practice so much as we should have liked to on account of the rainy weather, we have a strong team — the strongest we have ever had — and it grows stronger with each game played. And now we are drawing near the great goal which, in our Freshman year, we looked on with awe, in our Sophomore year with hope, and in our Junior with almost certaintv — Senioritv. Page 37 ophomore Class Motto: After it, Follow it, Follow the Gleam ' Colors: Red and White Flower: Crimson Rambler Officers Eunice L. Edmundson President Kate McArn Watson Vice-President Mildred Edmundson Secretary and Treasurer Frances L. Johnson Historian Marvel Carter Poet Class Roll Miss Elizabeth ' Avery Colton, Faculty Member Elizabeth Bass Marvel Carter Mary Cole LuLA Ditmore Phoebe Eaton Eunice Edmundson Mildred Edmundson Edna Ervin Lelia Gatewood Emma Goldston Mamie Highsmith Alma Holland Frances Johnson Sallie Jones Lida Olive Wallace Tucker Mallie Underwood Kate Watson Frances Webb Virginia Wilkinson Fage 38 Page S9 Class Histpry ; N THE year 1008 an evont of groat importanci hi thfe ' ViLst ry of Meredith College took place; namely the entrance of t e Class of 1912, as Freshmen. Perhaps we ourselves did not realize it as fully as we do now. This year everybody admits that we are the most remarkable class that has ever been to college. if ' ,• , In our Freshman year we liroke the fccx s of all preceding cla.sses. We were the first class to organize in peace, and for that alone, if for nothing else, we should go down in history as a wonderful class. While we were electing our officers at that memorable meeting we could look out of the window and see Sophs strolling by unconcernedly, nev r Suspecting what interesting pro- ceedings were going on. Then, too, we never had a eJa,ss meeting broken up by the Sophs. We were such models that they never considered it necessary to teach us how Freshmen should conduct themselves. The bnly time that anything ' of an unpleasant nature happened wa.s on Hallowe ' en, and then ouly Ijecause of a time-honored custom which the Sophs did not have strength of character to break. This year, after giving the Freshies a rush at their first meeting, and prevent- ing their organizing, we decided that we had sufficiently impressetl them with the fact that the Sophs, not the Freshies, were the class, and decided to let them alone. So at Hallowe ' en, ijistead of treating the Freshies as the preceding Sophomores had done, and as tl ey were expecting, to each poor little frightened Freshman we sent a box of candy with our love. Even as Freshmen, wc were noteil as marvels of brilliancy, but this year the whole school is distressed for fear that, at the rate we arc going, wt ' will complete the four-year ' s course in three years. Because of this, the faculty is continually urging us to take less work. The discussion of the high stand our class has taken in college life, in social functions, athletics, the societies, and Y. W. C. A. might be entered upon at great length; but it is desirable to leave the impression that it is for our brilliancy that we arc most noted, for it will be because of that, that the world will hear of us, and wonder as the college already does. ,i Puyc 4U Class Poem Oh! We yet can almost feel it, though our ]ii-i(le would fain conceal it, All the shaking and the quaking of that dreadful Freshman year — How we went to bed misgiving if the morn would find us living, And each shadow and each corner took on life from out our fear. But from this, our height of glory, do wc scorn this cowarcl-stor ' , The receiving and achieving of our class has been so great. Now the tim ' rous Freshmen shiver, and their infant voices quiver As the dreads of organizing their clear memories relate. The noblest in us to be true to, as we look forth to the future, On, resistless, never listless, cling we to our high ideal; Through the clouds a star a-gleaming calls us hoping, ever ilreamin;. Till within the world of action hopes are sure and dreams are real. Pmjc 41 reshman Class Color: Fern Green (Iem: Eme rald Flower: Maiden Hair Fern Officers Juliette Loving President Olive King Vice-President Kathleen Petty Secretary Annie Highsmith Treasurer Hallie Hester Historian Bertha Carroll Poet Members Miss Ida Poteat, Faculty Member Viola Alderman Sallie Camp Bessie Carmon Bertha Carroll Gladys Dewar Minnie Farrior LucYE Grindstaff Hattie Herring Hallie Hester Annie Highsmith Beulah Holton Gertrude Horn Lillie Howard Sallie Josey Annie Fay Keith Bernice Kelly Olive King Lottie Link Juliette Loving Linda Newton Kathleen Petty Bliss Price Ethel Shearin Mary Steele Esther Whitener Ethel Willet Page 42 01 ■-niritPi ' H f.i.Se Vi l 0 ■to ' w9 9 •VlgW _■_ Page 43 .v Class History HOUGH the history of the class of ' 13 is short, it is certainly im- portant; for what class ever entered the doors of our college under more favorable auspices? The very year ' 13 suggests so many good and lucky things, antl then our class roll shows twenty-six members — twice thirteen. We hardly thought to have so many and such a jolly, good class, when on that never-to-be-forgotten night of the eleventh of September, we, silent and quaking, trembling in every linil), met in the gymnasium-room to organize. To show our good sense, we elected Miss Poteat for our Faculty member, and we feel that we could not have chosen better. To show our wisdom, we made Juliette president of our class. She, having been here some time, knows the workings and tricks of Sophomores. No, we have not long been here, but we feel already within us the desire for knowledge. As we go through our course, may the cla.ss of ' 13, always strive for the best and highest things, and may it be marked for its moilesty, earnestness and loyalty — loyalty to college, class, conscience. Page 44 Class Poem Our Call The morning dawneil and in its glowing light We idly wandered where the flowers grew, But nature, ever guiding us aright, Spoke to our hearts in accents strange and new. Down by the babbling brooklet straight she led And bade us listen to its wondrous voice. As in and out among the hills it sped It whispered low, In action I rejoice. Then on and on in never ending flight, It sang and laughed and sobbed and sang again; Nor paused by daj ' nor stopped to rest by night, Nor eniled e ' er its sweetly murmured strain. Forth then went we into the forest vide Where towering trees the mighty breezes blew To right and left nor ever turned aside And in them heard we nature ' s call anew. ' ' The rippling l)rooklet bade you onward go, With purpose fixed. I bid you then be strong; Thus shall thy life in wider channels flow, Thus shalt thou ever journey with a song. But fix thine eyes upon yon glowing star. Thy feet upon the upward pathway place. Then march with courage to the goal afar, The future shows to thee her smiling face. SEPT Page JfO An Ideal HE title lady which has sometimes been abused and often depreciated, is in its truest sense very expressive and well worth striving for. It carries with it the idea of absolute separation from everj ' thing that is coarse and rude or unbecoming in a woman, and brings to our mind the picture of all that is admirable. A ladj ' is a woman of good sense, and we unconsciouslj ' think of her as hav- ing gentle and refined manners, taste in matters of dress and a sense of propriety concerning conduct and affairs in general. There is an indescribable grace and charm about her, and she possesses the tact which secures her against embarra.ssing blunders, and makes her intercourse with friends, and, when occasion de- mands, her approach to strangers, free and easy. And above all, she is a woman whose gentle manner has its origin, not in the study of conventional rules of society, though this may be important, but in a heart that is sympathetic and seeks in every way possible to give expression to this feeling — a heart full of Christian grace and love. Phcebe Eaton. Page 46 Page Ifl Senior Class Color: Yellow Flowek: YclldLV Jcsmniinc Officers Rena Camp President Ada Shearin Vice-President Ethel Johnson Secretary Myrtle Jones Treasurer Prof. Wade R. Brown Faculty Member Motif of Symi)atliy Zxjji . - ' -From Wagner ' s Die ' alkyr PlKJC . ' ,S Rena Savage Camp, Astro. FRANKLIN, VA. Dowered with the hate of hate, the sforn of scorn, the love of love. Ethel Johnson, Phi. PITTSBORO, n. c. Who never sold the truth to serve the hour. Page 49 -y Myrtle Gaynelle Jones, Astro. KENANSVILLE, N. C. She with all tiip fharm of woman. Ada Louise Shearin, Astro. ROCKY MOUNT, N. C. Tile path to duty was the path to glory. Page 50 Junior Class Motto: There ' s music in all things if men had ears Sadie Lambert Blalock President Members ] Iary Elizabeth Futrell Facidty Member Sadie Lambert Blalock Mary Lucille Magett Mary Edmonson Webb Ada Aydlett Burfoot Page SI Carlyte Campbell Library Meredith College 11 Sophomore Class Not every crafl thai sails from the musical harbor can bring back treasures, but it is better to sail than to remain idle in the port. Officers M ATTiE Elmore President Myrtle Ashcraft Vice President Alleine Minor Secretary and Treasurer Mrs. W. J. Ferrell Fuculty Member Members Mati ' ie Elmore Myrtle Ashcraft Alleine Minor Louise Carroll Ruth Cook Virginia Wilkinson Page 5J m Freshman Class Flower: Fiirgel-me-not Colors: Blue and Yellow Motto: Emi uherlegen, dann handehr Officers Rosa Goodwin President Maude Britt Vice-President Mary Askew Secretary Lottie Cannady Treasurer Members Mary Askew Pearl Fleming Lillian Barker Rosa Goodwin Olive Boone ' Lina Gough Maude Britt Pearl Hudson Lottie Cannady Hallie Neal Mary Elliot Ethel Williams Page 53 Glee Club Hally Hester Edna Ervin Edna Tyner Rosa Goodwin May ' Lincoln Jennie Fleming Ruth Cook Lucy Grindstaff Kathleen Petty Ada Shearin Minnie Haynes Lottie Canady Kitty Pool Olive Boone Ruth Whaley LiLLiE Barker Maria SaMith Pauline Griffin Maroaret Norman Mary Askew LiNA GOUGH M ttie Underwood Miss Helen Day Page 54 Page 55 Meredith College Choir WADE R. BR(JWN Organist and Choirmaster First Sopranos Second Sopranos Alderman, Viola Bennett, Harriet Boone, Olive CoGGiN, Fannie CoppLE, Beulah Goodwin, Rosa Griffin, Pauline Haynes, Minnie J0NE8, Myrtle Keith, Annie Fay Lovill, Elizabeth Poole, Kittie Smith, Maria Yelvinoton, Jessamine Askew, Mary Barker, Lillie Butler, Floy Cannady, Lottie Carroll, Louise Daniel, Eva Gwynn, Bessie Henry, Bright Johnson, Ethel McCuLLERs, Mary Memory, Fay Tyner, Edna L ' nderwood, Mallie Webb, Mary First Altos Ghappell, Eleanor Cook, Ruth Davis, Eula Edmunson, Eunice Fleming, Jennie Futrell, Louise HoCUTT, LONIE Minor, Alleine Pickett, Blanche Stkingfield, Bernice TiLLERY, Pauline W illiams, Ruth Second Altos AsHCRAFT, My ' RTLE Britt, Maud Camp, Rena Carlton, Janie Davis, Maude Ditmoue, Li ' la lilDWARDs, Dorcas IjINColn, May Magett, Lucile RossEK, Daisy Shearin, Ada Williams, Ethel Page 5(1 Page 67 Dramatic Club Motto: Naturalness — To thine own self be true Officers Sadie Lambert Blalock President Frances Blount Renfrow Vice-President Edna Prevatt Secretary-Treasurer Annie Thompson Dramatic Critic Members Elsie Barker Sadie Lambert Blalock Floy Butler Margaret Carter Jennie Fleming loNE Fuller Sadie Harwood Elizabeth Lovill Viola Pinner DoviE Prevatt Edna Prevatt Bliss Price Margaret Pitman Annie Thompson Clyde Williams Jessie Woodall Frances Renfrow Maude Wall Elva Wall Ruth Williams Plays Presented In 1906— Is You Like It In l907 TweIfth Night In 1908— .4 Winter ' s Tale In 1909 — The Merchant of Venice In 1910— Hamlet Page 5S The Merchant op Venice — Act II, Scene VI The Merchant of Venice — Act IV, Scene I Page 59 1 ScENKS FHDM TwEI-KFH XlCiHT Patjr fif) Pa je 61 Clara Louise Lawrence, Phi APEX, N. c. Without a breeze, without ;i tide She steadies witli upright koel. LiLA May Keith, Astro. WILMINGTON, N. C. For if she will, she will, you may depend on ' t; And if she won ' t, she won ' t, so here ' s an end on ' t. Page 62 Sophomore Class Alice Shugart Fannie Webb Olive King li Paga 63 Jv. K.. iv. Motto: It is prethj, hut is it Art? — Kipling Bosses I. IsABELLE P Man with the Red Tie K. Louise F Craflsnian Members L. May K Art Editor C. Louise L The Little Tearhrr a. Clark J Post-dnid. Mary A. G Business M. Fay M Seer Alice S Mowitain Laurel Anna E. R Visitor from Mars Emma B Optimist E. LuciNDA S Maid of the Halo Kalendar September — The Trend of American Art October — The Hudson-Fulton Pictures November — The New Art of Japan December — The Girl of Antium January — Japanese Prototype of Rodin ' s Balzac February — Additions to Metropolitan Museum ' March— The Art Exhibits April— The Art Students ' Inn, New York May ' — Social Meeting Konsolation Konsistency is the hobgoblin of little minds Page 6.1, Page 65 Y. W. C. A. Officers Blanche Barrus President Florine Pritchett Vice-President Ada Middleton Secretary Maude Davis Treasurer HE year 1909-10 stands unique in the history of the Association, as a year of unparalleled opportunity, and of vision. At the beginning of the Aasoeiational year, we had the pleasure of Y entertaining in our college, one of the three Student Councils of the Vir- ( ginia-Carolina territory. At this meeting, we had with us a number of our traveling secretaries, and delegates from ten of our sister colleges. The spirit and influence of the Council, together with that of the Richmond Conference, in November, and the excellent work of our Intercollegiate Committee, has met a long felt need of our .Association to come into closer touch with the work of our Territorial Committee, and with that of the other colleges. Among the most marked advances in the year ' s work has been the growth of a broader and deeper missionary interest. Tliis spirit has been shown in the workings of the missionary committee, in an increase of missionary giving, and in the growth of the Student Volunteer Band. We counted it an especial privilege to send three delegates to the World ' s Student Volunteer Con- vention at Rochester during the Christmas Holidays. We believe that the influence and inspira- tion of this great meeting will continue to grow, until many from our own number shall witness for Him among all the nations of the earth. As we count over the blessings of the year, we feel that the greatest has been the work which we have not seen but which, we trust, will bring forth a fuller harvest in the years to come. The work of the different committees has been done faithfully and well, and their labor has been rewarded by a deepening spirit of loyalty among the students, and a ready response to service. And now, at the close, we stand together and look back over this year of splendid opportunity. There have been mistakes too, and failures, but we rejoice that it has been given to us, to do even a small part for the upbuilding of His kingdom, — and as we stand upon the mount of vision and look forward to the greater things to come, we stand not in our own strength, but in the strength of our Leader, as we keep always before us our motto: Not by might nor by power, biil by my spirit, saith the Lord of Hosts. B. J. B. Page 60 Page 67 Alma Mater! Greet thy foster child, One who long without thy walls has stood. Years ago she left thee brave and good, And labored long, and thou upon her smiled. She traveled far in countries wide and wild, And sought to tlo the best that mortal could. Privatioas, pains, and trials all withstood. But always to her hardships reconciled, She stands afar a shining light for thee. In a land of ancient darkness and of need 8he toils, her face alight, her soul aglow With a message -from her country o ' er the sea: A foster f laughter worthy of thy need, O Alma Mater, now thy praise bestow. H. H. ' 1:3 Pnrjc as Misa Sophie Lanneau, ' 02 Missionary to China Page 6.9 Students ' Association Officers LoNiE HocuTT President Ada Middleton • Vice-President Lilian Allen Secretary Bernice Stringfield Treasurer Executive Committee Lilian Allen Maude Davis Lonie Hocutt Clara Lawrence Ada Middleton Minnie Middleton Florence Page Bernice Stringfield Edna Tyner Ruth Williams Page 70 Students ' Association ' HE year of 1909-10 has brought wth it an almost complete revo- lution of methods in the Students Association. Even the sys- tem of becoming members has changed, for each student who registers as a resident of the college is immediately given a place in the Association. This, of course, makes it the broadest organization in the iastitution in numbers, and we believe the time is soon coming when it will be equally as broad in other ways. Moreover, the old plan of holding each pupil responsible for the other has given place to a thorough organization of each house, in which there is a house president and as many proctors as are needed. In this way the responsibil- ities are shared by such a large number that the burdens do not rest so heavily on one girl. The house-presidents, the officers of the Association and a representa- tive member from each house constitute an executive committee, which, with the assistance of a faculty advisory committee, largely has the government of the college in its hands. There have been mistakes, of course, in this year of change, but no one ex- pected that a system so entirely new could be established wthout some errors. And, after all, we feel that the girls as a whole have looked on the plans in a serious way, and have really tried to prove themselves worthy of being called a self-gov- erning body which stands for the development of well-rounded, moral students. The coming year promises far more than the past, a rapid advance in that broad-minded attitude of respect which our Association needs and deserves. Girls, we must throw ourselves into this work with whole-hearted enthusiasm and a determination to do something for its upbuilding. Never before in the history of our college has there been so good an opportunity to show yourself a woman in the best sense of the word. Let us, every one, put our shoulders to the wheel, and with steady pushing, not jerks, send it to the very top of the hill for 1910-11. Page 71 Self -reverence, self-knowledge, self-control, — These three alone lead life to sovereign power. — Tennyson. Page 72 ? LITERARY S c I c T I c s Pagv T.-i Astrotekton Literary Society Motto: Too low he builds who builds beneath the stars Colors: Gold a)id white Flower: Narcissus Officers LuLiE Dickson President Rena Camp Vice-President Lilian Allen Secretary Essie Hunter Treasurer Juliette Loving Corresponding Secretary Page 74 Dickson Camp Hunter Allen Page 75 Philaretian Literary Society Motto: Plain living and high thinking Colors: Violet and White Flower: Violet Officers Maude Davis President Ella Thompson Vice-President Bernice Stringkielu Secretary ( LARA Lawrence Treasurer fage 7t! Davis Thojipsox .- ' i y STRINGFIELn y Lawrence Page 77 Sorosis Officers Miss Phelps Superiisor Florine Pritchett Chairman Annie Laura Council Vice-Chair man Bessie Lane Secretary and Treasurer Members Lilian Allen Bessie Lane Emily Boyd Elizabeth Lovill Blanche Barrus Fay Memory Eleanor Chappell Ada Middleton Grace Council Minnie Middleton Annie Laura Council Pearl Nance L■ .UDE Davis Florence Page LuLiE Dickson Florine Pritchett Lillian Draughan Lila Stone Jennie Fleming Ella Thompson Annie Gardner Elva Wall Madge Gregory Maude Wall Eloise Griffin Jrannette Watson Lonie Hocutt Willa Weathers Pearl Howard Ruth Williams The purpose of the Sorosis is to give training in independent investigation in platform deportment, and in parliamentary rules. The membership is restricted to thirty girls, who must be eligible to one of the college classes. The work during the past year has been of unusual breadth and culture. Some of the subjects studied were: the Development of the Study of History, the Drama, and the Universities of Great Britain. The first meeting in each month was devoted to a dis- cussion of vital topics of to-day. During the year the Sorosis has been addressed several times by members of the faculty, whose discussions of the subjects studied have added greatly to the in- terest of the work. That the students realize the worth of this training is proved by the fact that every vacancy has been filled throughout the year and a number of applicants are waiting for admission. Page 7S Page 79 ACORN STAFF Page 80 Savage, Axlru., Chief Griffin, Phi., Chief Keith, Astro. Tucker, Phi. Ha ' nes, Phi. TiLLERY, Astro. Jones, Astro. COMMENCEMENT MARSHALS Page 81 From the Studio Window ROM the fourth floor studio window, one looked out over the City of Oaks. The miniature houses be- neath, and the clustering tops of trees rp S y ' iiade one feel especially elevated, and, after a fashion, -m nded. Looking down, it seemed that the city had gone into the country and brought back with it the autumn woods, and was holding the billowing, color-splotched trees in its arms. There, amid the grime and dust, the dashes and tones of red, yellow and dusty orange pulsed with the passionate beauty of the fall and hanked thickly about the time-grayed dome of the capitol. Above, a sky of cool blue looked down un concerned and dispassionate in its height. A fluffy white cloud moved in calmness by, and the trees in brilliance and warmth clustered about the quaint, ruddy steeple of the church, and about the bald-faced dome, that showed a glint of gray and a haze of lavender. F. M. ' 11. Page SZ Page S3 Athletic Association Officers Maude Davis President Bernice Stringfield Vice-President Marvel Carter Secretary Juliette Loving Treasurer Page S4 Senior Basket-ball Team Jeanette Watson Cnjitain LuLiE Dickson Right Forward Katherine Parker Left Forward Eloise Griffin Center Jeanette Watson Right Guard Maude Davis Left Guard Annie Gardner Substitute Maude Wall Substitute Page So Junior Basket-ball Team LiLA Stone Captain WiLLA Weathers Foi-ward Beulah Copple Forward Emily Huntley Center LiLA Stone Guard Fay Memory Guard Pearl Howard Substitute Emily Boyd Substitvie Page 86 ■ 3 Sophomore Basket-ball Team Kate Watson Captain Fannie Webb Center Eunice Edmundson Right Fonrnrd Kate Watson Left Forward LiDA Olive Right Guard Mildred Edmundson Left Guard Edna Ervin Substitute Mallie Underwood Substitute Paijc i7 Freshman Basket-ball Team Ethel Shearin Captain Ethel Shearin ' . Center Sallie Josey Forward Ethel Willet Forward Kathleen Petty Guard Hattie Herring Guard Hallie Hester [ Substitutes ■ ' Bernice Kelly Annie Faye Keith J I Annie Highsmith Yell Rah, rah, rah! Rah, rah, rah! Hear us, hear us, what we are! We are only what we seem, Freshman, Freshman, Freshman team. Page 8S o Page S9 M. C! [Tune — N:in y Lee] r rf t V ' j , ff ' r rf.m -Of. the schciols in ;iU tliis huid ot tlic fn ' C, L:i I;l la lu. r Iff rJYJ- ' ' ' rlrf T 4— la! I.:i la la la ' ()iir own M. (- ' IS I ho r If T ,rri ;. jv y fe fe£ srli,„,| lor me, M. t ' .! M. ( ' . ' M. T X 7 ;r 1 =t — :£ = And horo wo plodgo lo - vd - tiiin wlioro-su - o ' or vi S - -f=! r H irr -i : Ma - roon ' s tin- ban - nor ficiating lov - al iioarts a i tVt V r ' ' |r T t f X liiivo, () Mor-0- (lith ' s the oolli-so wo will al - ways love, M. i ■ ?? I f ' ' CrU ' V - C! M. C! M. C! O M. i, ' f ' Mr ' -r I J r rr rJ ilitli, i( is iho schiiol for nic, M ( ' ■! M. ' q ' =7=F I ' E2 E£E • m I • C! M. C! M. C! () M or - o - I lith, it is tho =F=T t i r-r |j, i J  j_ i-liool liir nio, () niorry, iMorry. inor VmjK 90 litli! The Redemption of the Phoenix LSIE WRIGHT sat in a thoughtful attitude in her favorite window seat, looking fixedly out at the lieloved view, a part of her daily portion for the past three and a half years. She gazed and gazed, as if the scene without could help to solve her jirohleni. She was ])uzzled, perplexed, worrieil to death, in school-girl phrase, about the college monthly, of whicli she was chief editor, and for which naturally, she was cliifie.v resjionsihle. The magazine, the product of the literary society of the college, the Literati, had fallen into disgrace and disrepute with the powers that were, and was threatened with being put out of existence. The reason given was its failure to meet certain literary requirements, and also its lack of success as a financial enterprise. Hence the concern of the chief editor. Slie was passionately devoted to that magazine, her college career would he a failure if it should he discontinued in the middle of her Senior year — and the Literati — The door opened, and her roommate, Miriam Haywood, entered the room. One glance revealed the state of Elsie ' s mintl. Elsie, my dear child, do stop all that worrying. If they will take The Phmnix awaj from us, wlij they will, I suppose, and you and I can ' t help it. You have no right to take all the blame to yourself. You ' ve done your best; every girl in school will testify to that. Then I feel, and have felt all the year that it isn ' t right for one girl to bear all the burden while practically all the others are indifferent. We don ' t work much — we aren ' t literar.y, even if we do call ourselves Literaii. Most of us don ' t deserve a college magazine. For my part, I stop short with the business affairs — literary productions aren ' t in my line. But you don ' t know what the magazine has meant to me through all these years. I was a Freshman when it was begun — how proud we were of it! — and how the lower classes felt their responsibility then! I wish they did now. We didn ' t get it without a struggle, I can tell you. The upper classmen i)leaded, worked ami planned, made friends of the business men to secure supi ort, then represented their plans to the Faculty, who at last decided to let us try it. There was general rejoicing that evening when we were informed that we might go to work. Even we Freshmen felt it keenly and pledged our very best effort to it so long as we should be connected vith the college. Then the meeting of the Literatil How we cheered when our president arose and spoke of the charge that was committed to us — and the privilege granted us! The question of a name for it came up next. Every one put on her thinking cap and went to work, for it was to be a great honor to suggest the winning name. The next meeting was a very enthusiastic one — you know that the new magazine was christened The Phaenix. I ' uf c ui Yes; and the Literati are going to have another enthusiastic meeting and ask if they can ' t christen The Phoenix anew — and, Elsie, — Miriam was anxious to divert her friend ' s mind from the subject — what do .you think about dropping the names of those girls? You know they never have done the society any good, they always manage to get out of everything. Lora Jackson isn ' t a bit literary and never has done any work on the magazine since I ' ve been here. Her uncle had to promise her a handsome sum when she finished to induce her to come at all. Oh! I remember that it was the very night that we named The Phoenix that Lora was voted in. Several were against her, for she had not proved herself studious, but I — I roomed with Lora that first semester — I worked for her, for I felt sure that she was a more earnest girl than she was generally thought to be. And she has helped me a lot — done the dry-as-dust part every time I would let her. But it ' s true — I don ' t believe that either she or Ethel are doing what they ought for the society — no more are any of us, it seems. Lsn ' t it a shame that a college with a Society of Literati can ' t keep up a college monthly ? But it has been an unfortunate year, Miriam, every one knows that. With Wilma, our best girl, kept at home, and Gertrude, who certainly was next, sick with fever, they might not expect so much just this year. Then as for the financial part — That is my fault. It can rest with no one else. I have been afraid that I couldn ' t run the business affairs of The Phoenix ever since I began, but you all just would make me try. Still — Miriam, in a tone of reproach, you know that you ' ve done just as well bj ' The Phoenix as any girl in school could have possibly done. The town people, we all know, were alienated from the school on account of scarlet fever in the fall, and so the ads. have suffered some. If people won ' t advertise, they won ' t, so there ' s an end, I suppose. Perhaps if you ' d make a jingle, Miriam, to the effect that ' He who will not advertise ' — Elsie Wright! You know that you ' re renowned for your lack of ability to administer to your own estate, so please don ' t suggest impracticable things. I wish I could suggest a practicable plan, but it seems that it ' s very hard, almost impo.ssible, in fact, to devise any means of getting out of the financial trouble. As for the literary part, some one might have a ray of genius dawTi upon her. I ' ll tell you, Miriam, I believe the Literati, if we ' re to run a ' paper. ' need more members of your tj ' pe — rather businesslike girls. You know they say literary talents and the more practical qualities seldom find lodging in one small head, so perhaps we ' d better change our name and admit people of different talents. They might inaugurate a new era for our precious magazine. My! there ' s the dinner bell. Come, let ' s go down. The members of the Literati looked weary and jjerplexed as they gathered for the important meeting that was to decide the fate of The Phoenix. Must it go? Could they not possibly devise some plan to raise enough money to save it? Surely, if the salvation could be effected, the girls would rally to the support of the literary part. The meeting, it was expected, would be long and tiresome, so Page 92 they took up the less important items first. Among other things, there came up the matter of the two girls who, it was felt, did not deserve the name of the society, and their names were dropped. The Secretary will inform these young ladies. Misses Lora Jackson and Ethel Simpson, of the step taken by the society. We have now to consider the matter of our college magazine. The president spoke rather hopelessly; the society felt almost hopeless, too. Many plans were proposed; long discus-sions followed, but nothing was resolved upon as feasible. Finally, just as they were about to adjourn, having reached the conclusion that nothing could be done, there came a tap at the door, and President Harrington walked in with the glad tidings that The Phwnix had been saved; some friend, who insisted on remaining unknown, had sent a check for five hundred dollars! The President concluded by con- gratulating the society, and urging them, since some one else had been the means of the financial redemption, that they should a.ssume a most sacred responsibility for its keeping up to the literary standard set by the Faculty. The enthusiastic girls very heartily promised to do their best, at whatever cost, to keep up and improve The Phcenix. Elsie Wright, more than all others, was relieved and rejoiced. Girls flocked to her room until bed- time to congratulate her and themselves on their unexpected good fortune. There was a spirit of joyous hilarity all over the dormitories; but Elsie ' s room was the center. It was not until a late hour that she and Miriam found themselves at liberty to retire. Then Elsie thought of her bracelet. Oh! Miriam! she exclaimed, my bracelet is gone. Where could I have left it? Where have I been to-day? I don ' t remember having it this afternoon at all. Maybe I left it in the parlor this morning when Aunt Jessie was here. Elsie ran away to the parlor, soon returning with the bracelet and, besides, a folded paper. Oh, you did find it. I ' m so glad! said Miriam. What ' s that? A check of Lora Jackson ' s that I found on the floor. How do you suppose it came to be in the parlor? Why, Mr. Harrington came to see her this evening. Didn ' t you know about her not being at the meeting? The officers were so relieved. It seems that Mr. Harrington is a frequent visitor. Truly, I must take this to her; she may be looking everywhere for it. Elsie was greeted with a cheer at Lora ' s room, for the girls had been searching all around for the lost check. This is my twentieth birthday, you know, and this is the check that Uncle has promised me for so long. I was so worried about losing it. It ' s for a diamond ring, Elsie. But where did you find it? By the parlor table, when I went to find my bracelet. So you have been in tlie parlor entertaining the honorable nephew of the President. Pleasant birth- day call, I see. She won ' t tell us a thing about his present, Elsie, isn ' t she naughty? It must be a ring, too, said one of the girls. Page 93 We ' ll have to believe it if she won ' t tell. Well, I must go to bed. How late it is! Good night. The editors of The Phoenix were bu. ily working on their last number. The girls had come bravely to the rescue, and the magazine had been especially good since its redemption as Elsie and Miriam fondly called it. They had exercised their girlish brains not a little about the unknowii benefactor, or ' tress Miriam would adtl; for we want to be fair, you know. They did not find out, but they rejoiced a great deal just the same — especially Elsie. The unknown benefactor, or ' tress, ' she added quickly, will never know how nmch she ailded to the happiness of my Senior year. Really, Miriam, I feel as if I shouldn ' t have wanted my diploma if The Phoenix had had to go. I know you are devoted to it, but nobody knows how much of my college life has l)een bound up with that magazine. I simj)ly Im ' e it. And this is the last number — we must make it su good. Miriam left the room, but Elsie ' s mind was still on the monthly. I wish I could find out who gave that money. Who could it have been? Elsie went to work, brain and pencil, and was busily engaged when Miriam returned to put on her wraps for a walk. Elsie looked up. Don ' t ask me to go for a walk, dear, I ' m engaged on a sort of business proposition. Miriam went out alone and Elsie kept up her work until nearly dinnertime. Her scheme was a rather wild one. She was writing the story of The Phoenix under another name, and was going to give some solutions of the problem — she had no idea what. But she had begun. She felt desperate, some way, about solving that mystery. She would at least discover if it were any of the girls. How- she would end it she did not know — but inspiration would come. She was deep in thought when Lora Jackson entered. Lora had seemed unusually interested in the Phoenix that spring — since her expulsion from the Likruli. She had even written a few little things for it. But as for that affair of the society, she had not seemed to care at all. Lora was interested in dress and styles that spring, and between that and her lustrous iliamond that shone on her pretty left hand there was no room left for worry. Then Lora was in Iovl — report said that she and Boyce Harrington were to be married soon after com- mencement. If the action of the Literati hurt her, she gave no sign. Perhaps it was a good thing; at least, .so the editors thought. Hard at work on your last number, Elsie? asked Lora, as she entered. How ' s it coming out this time? All right, I think we ' ll have a real gooil number. I ' m writing something now that I may u.se. It ' s about that lucky check. I ' m so puzzled over that, Lora. Let me read you what I ' ve written, then you may suggest an ending. Elsie had gotten the story to the point where she must attribute the gift to some one or another, but Lora would make no suggestion. I never could do anything on a story, Elsie — and — besides, I ' ve got to dress for dinner. When Miriam came in from her walk Elsie was busier than ever. She kept writing for awhile, then threw down the ])en and exclaimed: Miriam, I ' ve worked Page Of, that matter out. The l:)enefactor — or ' tress, is no longer unknown — and it ' s a ' tress! How in the world — worked it out? How could you? Simply by putting two and two together. Listen. Given these facts: a girl who never cared very much about a college magazine begins to show a marked interest in it ; this plus the fact that the very night on which said magazine received a certain donation was the girl ' s birthday, when she received a check for that amount; this plus her confusion when I asked her to help me solve the mystery — all this convinces me. Add to this the fact that a girl who is going to get married would have a diamond ring anyway and — of course she would, for don ' t you re- member about my bracelet, and Boyce Harrington ' s being here that very evening? And I remember now that she couldn ' t be coaxed to tell us what his birthday present to her was. Miriam, I must Ite right. The benefactress is Lora Jackson. How perfectly lovely of her! But the Literati ' What shall I do? Couldn ' t I read this story to the Literati tonight, completed with Lora as the heroine? I don ' t think it would be too bad. Every one knows about her engagement anyway, and her uncle ' s gift. I ' ll put in the ring and the lover as delicately as possible. After dinner Elsie read her story to a very modest, un- filing girl. Lora insisted that it should not be told, l)ut Elsie declared that it should. Well, if you mu.st, uncle advised me to do something worthy with the money. I hope I have. But I couldn ' t bear to walk up and give it openly. Mr. Harring- ton managed it for me. You precious, modest girlie! The Literati heard the story read with much interest and very hearty applause. After it was finished, Miriam Haywood rose and proposed that, in behalf of what she had done for the society, Mi.ss Lora Jackson be reinstated with the society, as an honorary member. Of course the Literati agreed. Florence P.a.ge. I ' age OS Current Events TECP WATETWAYJI!LE THE NEW TOAST OP THE SOUTH BUNCOeb AGAIN Page 96 - Page 97 Billiken Club Mascot: Billiken — (iod of Ihiiti s ay Ihri oiuiht to be Motto: Never wait to laugh loniorroir, uiicn i oii can laugh today Members Lilian Wilkinson LULA DiTMORE Mattie Elmore Page 9S Katharine. OsBORNL Clyde. NX. MURPHY LuLA Ditnore: BrtsonCity,N.C. Mattie Elmore BRV50N CiTY.N.C. The Murphy Branch Officers Olive Boone President Katherine Osborne ] ' ice-Preddent Lucy Grindstaff Secretnrij Elizabeth Morgan Treasurer Members Lilian Allen Olive Boone LuLA DiTMORE Mattie 1 ' lmore Elizabeth Morgan Katherine Osborne Lucy Grindstaff Jessie Woodall Page 99 m IS) mm Lacking his power, we shared his dream of perfect things John Charles McNeill Favorite Place — Away Down Home Favorite Occupation — Fishing in the Old Lumbee River Officers Dovie Prevatt President Lillian Barker Vice-President Edna Tyner Secretary and Treasurer Members Maude Britt Belle Johnson Augusta Britt Dovie Prevatt Lillian Barker Edna Prevatt V. Dare Cashwell Leslie Proctor Ethel Cashwell Margaret Pitman LiNA GouGH Edna Tyner Anna Bell Humphrey Ethel Williams Alice Humphrey Ruth Whaley Page 100 Asheville Conference Club Aim: To go every time we get a chance and to make a chance for every other (jirl to go Flower: Rhododendron Color: Maroon Our Toast Asheville, Asheville, we wish we were in Asheville, Asheville ' s the place we all want to go. From city and village and college too, There ' s where we go for both work and play, For days full of study and times so gay. Once we are there, we would always stay. In Asheville, the Land of the Sky. Members Maud Wall LuLiE Dickson DoviE Prevatt Maude Davis Elva Wall Annie Gardner Katherine Parker Emily Boyd Miss Margaret Bright Miss Bessie Futrell Ruth Williams Page 101 The Bohemian Girls l.iiry, (iaiiil ' . scditte and wise. With (iolicatc features and twin- kUng eyes. She bosses us all with iron rule. And says she hates and despises school. Lila, the girl of the auburn hair. Who frisks around without a rare. She ' s ver - deft with brush and pen And has an eye for handsome men. •Sallif, Irtving. trustful and true, Spied an auto red of hue. Gee, she cried mth great delight. I believe that is a ray of light. I hate to be so very tall, ( Tis Miriam ' s regret) Because he is so very small— The best man 1 have met. mTS 1 m H H Ti Ii AUf ' ine, the dearest girl to Ix found. Whose great ambition is to play like Herr Brown; She has a voice most marvelous to hear, W hich causes her friends many a groan and a tear. That sweet quaintness all her own— You ' d suppose Her face had on old canvas grown— Ruth, our Rose. Page 102 Hallic has a voice exceedingly rare. Which she e xe r c i se s daily with great care; She says she cares not for the mas- culine sex — (The ' they never her sorely harasa and vex.) Lou is twice with dimples blest, Kind of heart and all the rest; But always is she sorely ? Because her naj) she has not got. Wallaee is pure, gentle and court- eous, Inclined to be quiet and exeeding- iy studious; But when study is over and visit- ing bell rings You ' ll find her merry and ready for things. • ■ jf- Kena. the bright, blue-eyed one. Has played with the heart of more than one; But now she has stopped her fool- ish way And plays with the heart of one young jay. ' harming Lill. with many crushes, Whom she confesses with rosy blushes; She ' s quite merry, just like a Fay, Dainty and polite, joyous and gay. Pogp I OS The Triangle We have heard some of the hollow notes of Pan ' s music. Page 104 Molly Cottontail Club Around the China Kihi. On the cold gray dawn of the morning after firing. Mawnin. How duz yo ' china seem to segashuate, sez Edna, sez she. I sorter manage to pick up a livin ' now and then, sez Clara. Sorter lingering twixt a bank and a break-down, sez Anna. Po ' ly, thank you, sez Shep. I done got so I can ' t eat no chicken now-a-days ' cept its seasoned up with painting medium, sez Maria. Then, Mary, she lope off. Sis Ford, she aint see no peace w ' atsumever. fage W6 Sampson Girls i Fruit: Biy Blue Ready for tlic HHckleberrij Pond Favorite Resort: Tlie Hucklehernj Pond Our Cry: ' ' Found Anu ' V Members Harriet Bennett Floy Butler OssiE Butler Georgia Carroll Louise Carroll Eva Daniel Clyda Howard LiLLiE Howard Pearl Howard Lutie Underwood Mallie Underwood JoNNiE Howard Lillian Draughan Lula Howard — in facultate Page lOl! The Saints of Alcove 1 Saintly Qualiiies) EuLA Davis — never —sjjciid.s silent hour in room next door. Eunice Edmundson — never — advo- cates procrastination. Mattie Elmore — never — tlirows water on the proctor. Lula Ditmore — never — gets up be- fore six a. ni. Lilian Wilkinson — never — makes candy by the moonlight. Mildred Edmundson — never — par- takes of midnight feasts. K. THLEEN Petty - never - speaks above a whisper. Lucy CiRINDstak? ■ never — .• ieejjs through breakfast ai d chapeL Mary Webb — never — spends study hour out of her room. Fannie Webb — never — smiles out loud. Paqe 107 My Bride-to-Be She thinks — I wonder what — From morn ' till night; Her sewing light So idle in her hand. Dare me to ask her? Better not? I take the dare and stand Looking in her eyes — they ' re blue — Thinking, hear her say, of you. I wonder what she dreams, Awake, asleep. Now you must keep This secret close; I tell To you alone; some days it seems My heart must know. Eh? Well, What need to question her? So true, Dreaming — she will smile — of you. She wishes — wonder what Her heart can crave. I toil, her slave, Forevermore to give Her joy. Forget -her-not Is WTitten in my soul. I Hve To hear what this long time I know: Wishing — see her blush — for you. E. M. C. ' 07. Page lOS In the Seats of the Mighty ' CHAPTER I. 1. The Faculty is a complex thing — fearfully and wonderfully made; swift in judgment, and mighty in wrath. 2. Wherefore be not cast down, O college maids, but hearken unto the words of the sages; hearken, and gel understanding. 3. As an alarm clock that goeth off at five a. m., so is he that sayeth continually: read the question. 4. Lo, he pursueth the even tenor of his ways, — he looketh neither to the right hand, not to the left, though the Biology people weep and the Chemistry people rave in wild despair. .5. And it shall come to pass that whensoever a wretched damsel shall gaze long into the microscope in the vain hope of finding an Aiiuiba, a still small voice shall cheer her mightily: Focus carefully up and down. fl 0. As the north wind that biteth thy cheek in winter, is she who sayeth unto her sorrowful maidens: 7. The skillful use of sarcasm is a rare gift ; yea few there be that excel it in excellency: 8. Yet be ye careful to discriminate, for often, as in my own case, that which is mistakenly called sarcasm, is sheer u ' il. CHAPTER n. fl 1. A woman famed in history, Cometh and lectureth to the Sophomores thus: 2. Slothful is she wlio keepeth not her note-book neatly, and the use of a pencil is an abomination unto me. 3. She sayeth: Lo, fool-notes should be a delight unto thy .soul, anil in bibliographies shouldst thou revel; but a girl who writelh illegibly — she shall fail. fage 109 4. Is there a damsel who compelleth thee to write daily themes? Hear my words and heed them: 0. She is as a drop of cold water, trifklinj; down the neck, and evil shall surely befall her. G. She thinketh in lier heart — on English IV will I flunk thee, and thou shall not get thy dip. ; but take courage — for the future iloth not reveal itself, and yuii nieer ran till! Q 7. And there went forth a call into the west, and in answer came a man proclaiming doom to whosoever playeth ragtime. S. He ai leth the Aiimial, suppressing many things in his heart, and to the Senate he dedareth: Behold, how 1 make the editors work. CHAPTER 111. fl 1. The fool saith to her companion, let us cul Bible, — perchance she will think we are ill. 2. But the wise virgin yieldeth not to temptation an l is admonished after this fashion: 3. Behold, rats are an abomination to the wise; blessed is she who escheweth them, that her brain may be unfettered. Q 4. In the midst of chapel service, came a voice, as of one crying from afar: .5. Woe unto her who handeth not in her Malricululion curd, and shewho ■■iur re pt it iotisly and unbekiiotrnst keepeth on her light, shall be cast into outer darkness. Q 6. There came a woman, flourishing the brush, and saj ' ing within herself: 7. Marriage is like unto a besieged fortress; he who is on the outside desireth to enter and he who is within struggleth mightily to escape. Page 110 S. Hearken unto me, O ye damsels whose hearts desire a swain: 9. Elect not Senior physiology, for verily thy joy shall be turned into mourning, and thy songs into lamentations. 10. For strange things shalt tho i hear fhereby — even on this wi.so: 11. No Mian kuciwi ' tli where be tlie seat of his afTeclion,s — verily I say unto you they are less likely to lie in the Imirt than in the solar plexus, back of the stomacli. 12. One there is who haimteth thy dreams eontinually. 13. She riseth up early to .si)eak in Chai)el, and lieth not down till all the Hghts be extinguished. 14. She saith, Lo, it is not seemly for a yomig man to pay a maiil ' s carfare, and when thou seest thy cniiitin in the street tliou shalt passiiy on the other side. fl 15. Finally, O ye maidens, of these things be admonished: much study is a weariness of the flesh, and the faculty can be worked. 16. Let us hear the conclusion of the wliole matter: 17. Inasmuch as lieth in you, he good, and if ye fail in this, be careful. __ , j i ,_ . , .- taye 111 Two Weeks at Nag s Head ' ELLIK sat witli her licail leaning upon her hand; slie was too tired to look out of the window. The tlay had been very clear and the water unusually smooth. She felt very thankful for this, because it was her first trip upon the water and she had looked forward to it with much dread as well as pleasure. It was now dark and she had begun to wonder how much farther she woukl have to go, when a fat, red-faced man came into the cabin and with a siiueaky little voice that ill-befitted such a stout person said, as he hel])ed gather up the bundles, Mariah, here ' s Nag ' s Head. Nellie rose quickly and put her head out of the window. There was the pier lighted by four dirty lanterns, three of which were hanging upon nails driven high up in the pier posts, and the fourth was being swung in the hand of a man who walked leisurely up and down the pier. About a dozen girls and boys, among whom Nellie recognized her own friend Grace, were talking and laughing excitedly as they gazed at the ship. Here 1 am, Grace! shouted Nellie as she ran out on deck. O, Nellie, NeUie! screamed Grace clapping her hands in delight. See there, girls, isn ' t she just like I .said — the very sweetest girl on earth? Captain Bob. if that ship doesn ' t land in one minute, I ' ll have you handcuffed. Just one minute, Miss Grace, — all right here for passengers! O, Grace, you ' ll ejioke me! Yes, I will, if I want to. You don ' t seem to remember that I haven ' t seen you for two whole months. Come on, eveiybody. You all know this is Nellie Castleton, and I ' ll tell her who everybody else is when we get home, where she can see you. Nellie foinni it almost impossible to keep up with Grace ivs they walked arm-in-arm over the long boartl walk a little in advance of the others. Grace chatted merrily, but she seldom called for an answer, and Nellie hardly knew what she was talking aliout. Grace, her roommate at college, was spending the summer at Nag ' s Head and she had invited Nellie down to spend the first two weeks of August. Certainly Nellie had been told of the strip of land with its great sand-hills that separate, the sound from the ocean, and she knew also that the houses, for the most part, were the smallest of wooden cottages; but she could not help being impressed with the spirit of loneliness. The moon was shining brightly and by its light she saw a row of these cottages widely separated, all facing the sand-hills with the sound in the rear. She asked Grace if that were all the cottages at Nag ' s Head, and upon being told that there were many more on the ocean side, she breathed a sigh of relief, for she hoped that her friend ' s home might be at least a little more ccjmfortable looking. Above the merry voices, and the patter of feet ui)on the walk, she could hear the mighty roar of the ocean. This brought a little feeling of contentment. She was really going to see the great ocean and be right where she could look at it as long as she might desire. They had now come to a high sand-hill and Nellie wa,s wondering if she would be expected to climb over it when Grace said: If I didn ' t know you are tired almost to death, I ' d pull you over this hill, but I won ' t let my impoliteness shock you at the very off-start. No time .so good as the present for learning how, laughed a manly-looking fellow, who stepped up beside them. You and I are good teachers, Grace, let ' s help her over. Will you go, NeiUe? I don ' t see how I ' m going to help it — is there any way of going around? O yes, but it ' s much better to climb over, isn ' t it, Richard? Come on. Page Hi Up they went. At one step forward, Xellir would have taken two liarkward liafi she not been supported bj ' two so much aroustomed to sand-hill climbing, but when the top was reached and they started down on the other side, she broke away from the others and ran as if she had been running down sand-hills all her life. Good for you! said Richard, but Nellie hardly noticed him, for she stood with both hands pressed to her throat, gazing at the ocean. As the waves dashed upon the shore and the white foam glistened in the moonlight, she was overcome with its beauty. What ' s the matter with you. Piggy? laughed Cirace, as .she threw her arms around her friend. O Cirace, I ' m so glad 1 have seen it for the first time in the moonlight. I know it isn ' t half .so lovely at any other time. Just do listen at my little sentimental Piggy. You sliall look at it a million times while you are here, but come on now, for here is our hut. It certainly wa.s a hut in Nellie ' s estimation. She could hanlly believe that a girl who h.-id lived all her life in luxury could be happj ' in .such a place even for three months. But she would tr - to have a pleasant time with Grace, even in a hut, for there must be something attractive, or Grace would not seem so contented. .She felt relieved when the girls and boys who accompanied her from the ship were gone and she foinid herself alone witli Grace in their own little room. Together they talked of almost everything imaginable until Nellie said: It ' s getting so late, dear, w e really must go to sleep, but I want to ask you .just one ques- tion. What is it, Piggy? asked Grace, laying her hand uiion Nellie ' s. What is that Richard ' s name? His name is Richard Morris — why? Well, I just don ' t hkc him, that ' s all. Is that all? laughed (Jrace. All the girls here are crazy ' bout him, and he won ' t notice a single one of them. I just selected him for you, Nellie — why don ' t you like him? He looks so stuck on himself. Look here, Grace, don ' t you dare invite him here or carry me into his presence while I ' m at Nag ' s Head, if you want to be a friend of mine. Now, Piggy, I never flid hear you speak so positively to me. You have some other reason for not seeing him, I just know you have — tell me all about it — won ' t you? Grace I know you won ' t breathe it — will you? He has been my bitterest enemy for more than two years. Nelhe Castleton! you don ' t mean you have knowi Ricliard Morris two years? Yes, I have too, but he ha.sn ' t known me and must not know me now. But he does know you — he met you to-night. He only knows me as Nellie Castleton. Don ' t ask me about it Grace dear — I ' ll tell you some day. He ' s just a blind, ugly, unajjpreciative old goo.se, and I hope I shall not see liim again in a thousand years! Well, I won ' t ask you to tell me more to-night. ' e have been thinking Richard is a very hne boy, but of course he isn ' t if you don ' t think so. Now you just rest that little brain of yours, for you shall certainly be spared any troublesome contact with Mr. Richard Morris. Good night, my little Piggy. Good night. Grace turned over and tried to think. What could it all mean? The idea of Nelhe ' s having a secret and not telling her most intimate friend! Yes, there was certainly some terrible secret; and now a new thought struck her — that was just what Richard must have had in mind, when he asked her if she knew a girl at Cheshire whose name was Priscilla Cleveland. She had said at once, No, there is no such girl in school, and when he had answered, I think she is assuming a fictitious name — do you know any one whose initals are P. C? she had thought a long time then laughingly replied, Nobody but my own Piggy Castleton, but of course it isn ' t Piggy, for her real name is Nellie. All this came back to her like a flash. Yes, she was sure she had betrayed Pnqe lis licr ilcnrcst friend. She luid not thouKlit to a.sk Ricliaid idioiit his cxpcrienrp with lliis Priscilla. She had not l een ;d all interested in it since she linevv no one by that name, and now she was really fihid that she had not asked him — she would wait and hear it all from XelHe ' s own truth- ful lips. I won ' t believe anything wrong of Nellie — 1 know it is all his fault, said (!raee half aloud as she closed li ' r eyes in sleep. Tiie visit w ' ore on. Nellie learned to enjoy the sports at the seashore (|uile us much as Grace, and each day found her once fair face a bit browner. She carefully avoided Richard, and on several occasiims when he approached her she ran away very impolitely in search of (iraee. He noticed her embarrassment when he was near, and as he had no desire to force himself upon her, it was the last day of her visit before he had spoken half a dozen words to her. The first time he had accompanied a party of which Nellie and (!race were members was on a fishing tour to Oregon Inlet, fifteen miles away, and even then he seemed not to notice them until when within sight of the lighthou.se, NeUie exclaimed: That ' s the very Hrst lighthouse 1 ever did sec — can ' t we stop there a while, (Iracc ' . ' Certainly — Captain Kdd, let us stop half an hour at the lighthouse, replied Richard. If he saw the curl in Nelhe ' s lip and the look she gave (Irace he jiaid no attention, and said not another word until the boat had landed and the party was walking up the beach. Then he and ,Iack Nelson walked up beside the girls — Richard beside Nellie, and .lack beside (Irace. Nellie clung to (irace ' s arm xs if her life depended on it. For lack of something better to .say Jack asked; Mi.ss (irace, how- does Miss Casfleton like Nag ' s Head ' ? (), I think she has been getting on remarkably well, Mr. Nelson, considering the fact that she has had three fierce battles with sand-fiddlers, then, after a foolish little giggle, but I think she came off victorious. Do you fear sand-fiddlers more than anything else you have found at Nag ' s Head ' ' asked Richard. No-yes-hardly. ( irace gave her friend a httle squeeze of the arm, for she .saw her getting into trouble. Richard began talking to relieve her embarrassment, but Nellie heard nothing he said, for just then Jack asked .something that caught her ear. Mi.ss (trace, why do I see so little of you since Miss Ca.stlcton came ' ? Why, Mr. Nelson, I really don ' t know. Don ' t you ' ? Well, I ' ll just tell you — I feel (hat 1 must st.ay with Nellie and she doesn ' t like to be with young men. Not even Richard ' ? Xo( even Ricliard! then ahiiosi choking herself, I don ' t think she likes him any more than the others. Nellie felt the hoi blood rush to hci- cheeks. . t the first second she wanted to give (irace a push and say, (io on. (irace Harding, I know you are wild to be with that good-for-nothing fellow. I supi)ose I can walk on here by myself. Then she felt angry at herself for entertaining such a thought. Certainly (irace had told it a.s kindly as she could, and was what she said not true ? How seltish she was! She was keeping (jrace from enjoying the society of Jack Nelson, and she wovild never be guilty of such a thing again. She would not break away now, for her inu ' pose would be apjiarent, but when they re.-u ' hed the Inlet she would give (Irace the whole day to enjoy as she pleased. What if il diil Ihrow her with Hichanl? He would not know her, for how could he? When they reached the hghthousc, Nellie ran in ahead of Grace, who, as she followed her friend, heard Richard say to Jack, Yes, I tell you, she is the same girl; I ' d know her in Halifax. She did not wait to hear more, but this sentence lingered in her mind until they were again seated in the boat and on their way to Oregon Inlet. Then turning to Nellie who sat beside her she said : Piggy, I can ' t wait a minute longer. Miat is all this that has pa.ssed between you and ]{ichard ' ? You really must tell me. Piggy. Tlien with many interrai)tions Nellie told her storv. rngr ; 4 Grace, it was during tlie Christmas holidays of my first year at Cheshire and I was with Cousin Elsie at an entertainment in Clarksboro. We sat just in front of this Richard Morris, I know, for I heard him called ' Richard, ' and when I got a good chance I took a look at him. Well, what made me look was what I heard him say. He remarked to the boy ' side of him that he had seen only a few Cheshire girls, but that of those whom he had seen not a single one had a thimbleful of common sense. Now Grace, wasn ' t that enough to make my blood boil? When I returned to school I wrote tlie greatest article you ever saw and reminded ' the young gentleman Mr. Richard, ' I called him (didn ' t know his other name), of his remark concerning Cheshire girls on the evening of January first, in Clarksboro, and signed my initials ' P. C I sent the article to be pubhshed in The Tryon Times, for I knew from another remark I had overheard that this boj ' was in school at Tryon. About two weeks later I went to the library to read tlie new copj ' of The Tryon Times, and what do you think was the first thing I noticed ' ? — why an article ' to Miss P. C It stated that Mr. Richard Mori-is fully recalled what he said about Cheshire girls on the evening mentioned, and that there was one very important thing that he had forgotten to say, namely, that every one of those who did have any common sense was a most luitamable wildcat. Grace, I could have killed him. What on earth did you do, Piggy? Instead of letting the thing drop I replied with an article worse than the first, and the next he wrote contained as little encouragement. We kept that up (it ' s a wonder none of the girls read that paper) until I was ashamed and stopped. Then the funniest thing happened. Last spring not long before the clo.se of school, I was walking down the hall one day and Alice Benton came up with an open letter in her hand. It was from her cousin, Richard Morris, and he had written to ask the name of the Cheshii-e girl whose initials were P. C. She asked me if I knew one. ' Certainly, ' I said, ' it ' s Priscilla Cleveland. ' ' Whose ' s she? ' asked Alice. ' O, she rooms in one of the other buildings and is such a quiet girl you would hardly know she is here unless you happen to be in some of her classes, ' I .said and ran away without another word. Both girls laughed. Well, she must have told him. I was careful to deliver the mail after that; so one day when a letter came addressed to Miss ' Priscilla Cleveland ' I just kept it. You never saw such a formal apology in your life or such a very pathetic plea for pardon. I paid no attention to it and expected never to see Richard Morris again, so you can imagine my surprise to find him here when I came. O, Piggy Castleton! was all Grace could say. Nellie was true to her promise, and leaving Grace with Jack Xelson, she spent most of the day with Richard; but very little passed between them until that evening when they returned to Nag ' s Head and began the long walk across the beach to the Harding cottage. As they walked together a httle in the rear of the others Richard asked, Miss Castleton, do you know know Miss Priscilla Cleveland at Cheshire? Yes indeed, I know her very well — no, not very well, for she holds herself aloof from most of the girls. Does she? I suppose that ' s why nobody else seems to know her, for I have asked every girl I have ever seen from Cheshire about Miss Cleveland, and you are the first who seems to have had any knowledge of her. My cou.sin, Alice Benton, told me about her, but I think she obtained her knowledge from an indirect source. Nellie was glad that he could not see her face in the darkness. Richard seemed not to notice her silence, but continued. Anyway, Mi.ss Castleton, it is such a pleasure to find some one who knows her. I want to tell you about our awful misunderstanding. One winter evening more than two years ago my chum, B0I3 Thompson, and I sat in a Sunday School auditorium just behind one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen. She was from Cheshire and she took ofTense at something Bob said. The worst part of the story is that she attributed the remaik to me. I picked up The Tryon Times one day and found an article of resentment. I showed it to Bob and he thought it was such a joke he begged m y permission to reply. I gave in against my will, and he made a goose of himself and a rascal of me. I found that the young lady was Miss Priscilla Cleveland, so I wrote to beg her pardon, but I did not heai- from her again. I ' age 115 Nellie nei- -ously twisted the strings of her wide brimmed h:it, but she made no reply. Then Richard asked, Knowing Miss Cleveland as you do, do you think she would forgive me if I should tell her what I have told you? Would she forgive me for allowing such an unfortunate state of affairs to exist? With much effort Nellie replied, Er — yes, she might — I suppose — er — she would forgive you if she could be convinced that wliat you say is true — er — there would be little to forgi -e — er — the fault would be on her side. Then if you think she would forgive me, I tell you, Mi.ss Castleton, I know I can convince her of the truth, and I ' ll do it if I have to carry Hoi) to Cheshire and let him speak for himself. Miss Castleton, this thing nmst come to an end. The face of that beautiful girl has haunted me ever since 1 first saw it, and if I live 1 will find her and make her know the truth. Not a word was spoken until they had almost reached the top of the hill over which they had cUmbed on the evening of her arrival, then being unable to take another step she .snatched her hand from his and sank upon the side of the hill. O Mr. Morris, I ' m so tired! and .she burst into tears. Well, never mind, we ' ll rest here a moment, then the going ilown will be ca.sy. Still NeUie sobbed, and Richard was wondering what to do. Mr. Morris, 1 ' an ' t go down until I have told you! she burst forth. Stooping beside her and taking her hand in lioth his own he said, Don ' t worry yourself so, Nellie, don ' t, I beg you. 1 know all about it — don ' t be angry with me — I couWn ' t help knowing — can you forgive me? O, but there ' s nothing to forgive, Mr. Morris, I ' m the meanest — No, no, you did no more than any other true college girl would have done. I not only forgive you — I love you, he whispered. How many minutes they remained quietly seated on the hill neither of them knew. Then he lifte l her from the sand, and, unlike most lovers, they ran recklessly down the hill. I ' m going to leave to-morrow, she said as they neared the cottage. Yes, I know it, and so am I. You, Piggy! shouted Grace from the door-way, hurry up here! This is your la-st night and I want you for my very own. There was so much to be told and time was so precious, the girls hardly closed their eyes that night. At daybreak Nellie left. Richard stood on the pier when they came up, and together they watched for the boat. Grace was the first to see it, because she it was who most dreaded its coming. The goo l-byes said, Richard and Nellie stood on tlcck and waved at Grace as long as they could see her. The sun was ri.sing over the tops of the sand-hills and they stood taking their last view of Nag ' s Head when Nellie said, Richard, I ' m still just a little bit ashamed of myself. Then as she looked at him from the corner of a half closed eye, she continued, I ' ll just wager you I don ' t ever forget that old text, ' be sure your sins will find you out. ' Rose Goodwin. fage 11 (J Page 117 fag ' - • ' • ' The Undiscovered What deep design from hidden causes springs, What ir jjghtj conflicts rise o ' er crooked things, I sing — O tragic muse do thou relate The unkno vn mysteries held by cruel fate — Say, what strange motive strong enough to tempt Maicis from their couches, in attire unkempt — I ogs feminine mirid such faculties afford. Is there sucli ([uenchless thirst for the unexplored? The night o yl on East Building chimney high Perchance Ij s seen pale, shadowy forms flit by. And sometimes wh il the midnight hours fall. An alarm clock ' s ringjs heard upon the hall; Whispers, and stealthy steps upon the stair, An imseen presence seems to fill the air. The raging north wind howljj through swaying trees, The awful stillness makes thfeiblood to freeze. Across the town, down from its lofty tower The old clock chimes th( magic midnight hour; The fireflies flit anon amid the gloorn Like evil spirits of o ' ershadowing doi? . Whence rise the terrors reason can not quell? () ghostly night, whence comes thy horrid ;spell? Is friend or foe embodied in yon spot? iik The mj stic, inky blackness answers not. The shepherd on the lonely mountain toji Leans weary on his faithful wooden prop; It serves — he little dreams, the simple soul — Another purpose than to flocks control; ' Way in another world outside his ken It is the sought-for prize which victors win. And unborn ages shall preserve in book And song, the glory of the magic crook. Page 119 Madge Gregory The Grind For man, you see, must live to study, Not stud} ' how to live; The girls do make an a vf il noise, To study I must strive; (In English VI I ' ve spent six hours. And only ten on Psy. If I am called on, I shall flunk, O me, I ' m sure I ' ll die! Blanche Barrus Optimist The beaming face, ecstatic squeal. The smile that never fades — Look o ' er the mud, up to the sky, You will not flunk exams — nor I — In life there are no shades. Florine Pritchett The Baby liy I ' m s ' posed to be dignified, I ' m sure I can not tell; I only ask a crib wherein To di-cam ' til breakfast bell — .So— I shall just be — baby. . nd when I ' m grown-up— may be- I may be — dignified. Lonie Hocutt The Sensible Girl Despite life ' s round of petty cares. That catch her fellows unawares, Tho ' Senate-meetings come galore. And would-be crushes blind adore. With unmoved calm and steady head. She puts her roommates soon to bed. The faculty swear they ' ve found a pearl- Lonie is such a sensible girl. : Page 120 Annie Gardner The Old Maid I seek no praise from tongue or pen, Of one so low as mati; My soul, a lone star, dwells apart, In scorn of such a clan; And when I soar, an angel, To regions far above. My plea shall be, on bended knee, I never felt the kiss of love. Eloise Griffin The Coquette My trophies are a string of hearts, And each one from a man. Collected where I ' ve traveled e ' er Since my short life began; For only one thing do I pray: A heart to throw away each day. Grace Council Pure Sarcasm O passing fair was Council ( — A fairer maid I ne ' er did, see, Yet, as the thorn lurks ' neath the rt Sarcasm spake in the up-turned nose. Annie Laura Council The Beauty What is your fortune, my pretty maid ' My face is ray fortune, sir, she said; How did you win it, my pretty maid ' ? Pompeian massage cream, sir, she said. - ' tiiyt 1-41 Per Scientiam i SOPHOMORE Miss D. The way wliioh loads to the garden spot of Mereditli is beau- tifully green with Marehantia Hepatiea, and Jungermania — Muniuiring brooks at whose bottom may be found the myste- ries of anueba, vortieella and spyrogyra. flow gently by its side, and from behind the door whieh shuts out the rest of the busy world, one can catch in passing tlie hum of girls ' voices, perhaps a merry laugh, and then the gentle remon- strance of him who presides, suggesting that too much visit- ing interferes with good work. If one is fortunate enough to gain ailmission to this realm of uat ue, one hnds that in spite of much teasing out of the mind by the instructor, very often both mind and specimen liave failed to impress each other in tlu right manner. For instance the following incidents of misdirected brilliancy were noted in the Sophomore year of the Senior Ckuss: Mr. Uoomhonr — Miss Davis, what service do crayfish render to nature ' . ' Miss D. —Keep brooks clean, Mr. Hoomhour. Mr. H. — ' ery good. How ' . ' Wweep ' em with their tails, 1 reckon. Mr. B. — Miss Jordan, give the charaeteristies of the Arthropoda. Miss J. — They have no Ijacklioiies and jointed legs. Mr. B. — tiive an example. Miss J.— The dog. In this garden of Eden peace and tranciuillily clo not always reign. .V fair example of the disturbed state of affairs that occasionally exists will be found in llw following which escaped from the diary of the Professor. Extract from the diary of Josiah, April 1, litOS. The morning of All Fools ' Day dawned clear and beautiful, and with a light heart and a song on my lips, I betook myself to Meredith College. But when I entered the lecture room and beheld all the seats empty and bare, behold, my anger was kindled within me, and I said, 1 will be avenged, for lo, for countless days have 1 labored diligently with thankless Sophomores, and with the i)atience of Job have I filed bones and cut (■rusK-strliona — and is thix my reward ' ? Behold, to e ' ery one who cnl my class, 1 will give a zero and I will put a black mark beside her name; she shall be in disgrace before me and when I meet her in the hall, I will turn my face far from her and will not smile upon her as of old. Thus I spake and appea.sed my wrath, and my disquieted heart echoed — il is mil. JlNlOR. And amidst gases, fumes and explosions, phosphorescent gleams of brilliancy from the minds of Juniors illumine the pervading gloom. Mi.ss Pritchett hunts for Hcl gas on the sodium shelf, and Mi.ss A. L. Council opens the window ;ind remarks gravely that she ' s most suffocated and Let ' s have a little fresh H O in the room. Elva Wall approaches Mr. Boomhour with despair written in her face, declaring that she has hunted on every shelf and in every drawer, but she can ' t finil the hydrant water. Nor do the phosphorescent minds of the students fail to have their reaction in the Profes- sor ' s remarks. Give ear to this humorous episode: Mr. B. — Miss Carlton, why is this true ' ? Miss C. — Be ca use. Mr. B. — Any other reason, Miss Carlton ' ? And now, ere we close, there is a wonderful little tale which must be told. In this realm of creeping and growing things, the spirits of the girls range from gay and giddy to sad and doleful in aceorilance with a most peculiar barometer. If he who jjresides beams at one over a bright blue tie, then all ' s well. One may turn the laljoralory upside down, provided ererythiiig is care- Page lii2 fully replaced iijion rlcpaiiiire, :iii l one i.s fovgivi ' ii, iillliough, pri ' luips, with a deprecating littlo smile. On the other hand, if a forbidding countenance glowers at you over a red lie, woe be unto you, beware lest you incur his great displeasure. Be sure you replace every stopper in its proper bottle, every bottle on its prearrangeil sjiot, leave your desk perfectly clean and scrublicd with the brush pro -ided. Desiiite the agony of liours spent over crayfish, the danger of having one ' s liair and eyehishes disappear in Ijluc smoke or Hcl gas, and despite the weather forecasts as indicated by the blue or red signal, when a girl reaches Seniority, ay, even pas.ses the periods of the shoals of Physics, if she does not say honestly that the merriest hovu ' s were spent and the jileasantest visits were paid in the old Lab, then she ' s not a loyal daughter of Meredith and |i!ots to destroy lier traditions. Such a per.son may be suspected, and justly, of treasons, and attempts, though foiled, to demolish this rallying place of tricky Sophs and digni- fied .Jiuiiors and Seniors. Perhaps a few who hap- pened to be near will recall the girl who upset the bot- tle of phosjihorus, whether intentionally or not, none could ever tell. However, she was heard to say that she half hoped the whole blooming thing would explode in the next hovu ' . Nevertheless, she carefully gath- ered up all the phosphorus to be found, and all that night, at intervals, aro.se with fear and trembling, from her small bed in the back of Faircloth to see if the hallowed spot was wreathed in flames and smoke. But nothing happened, and it still remains to deal out joy and sorrow unto coining generations. Senior. A very scientific exploration of Mt. Olympus was imdertaken in September, 1909, under the leadership of .Josiah the Good. The party included a half dozen prominent and exceedingly enthusiastic scientists. The one great purpose of the exploration was to settle the oft-disputed question of the height of the moun- tain. This was to be accurately determined by a waler barometer borne in triumph by JVIiss Florm. With what initial velocity must the above men- tioned party have been shot upward to reach the (op of Olympus by May 24, 1910? A certain Meredith girl, 167.64 cm. high, sinks 70 cm. in Latin, 120 cm. in Kthics, and is completel.y im- mersed in Physics. Find the density of the girl and the density of Physics. Of what substance must the heart of the girl be made to exert liuoyancy sufficient for her head to Ix ' .seen above water? If it is necessary for Misses Draughan, Davis, Parker, Pritchett, and Thompson to pull with a force of strenuous, imited concentration in order to lift Pearl ' s unfailing store of knowledge, and if the force must move 10 ft. to raise her 2 ft., what is the efficiency of their effort? How many strands of rope must l)e used to support the weight? Can Miss Davis explain the reason for the location of the acluni rainbow in Wiwhington and the secoiidnry in Richmond? Find the wave length of the most joyous note in St. Josiah ' s ties; the most despairing. Why on Wednesdays and Fridays does the angle of reflection appear larger than the angle of incidence, and all the world concave? By experiment upon the Senior Class distinguish between a noi.se and a musical sound. Calculate the probable effects on cla,ss day. 1 it, J Page i- S To a Rat Huge, nifihinp:, groaning, plundering beast Who coin ' st at iniilniglit hours to feast, And not till l)rcak of dawn hast ceased To blight my rest. I fain would gaze at thee decea-sed — Thou pursed pest! In vain I place my traps and snares And plan to catch thee unawares; With poisoned cakes I store thy lairs, To no avail. No will of mine thy strength impairs; Devices fail. Thou gnawest the floor beneath my ear, Thy footfalls close at hand I hear ; My very veins are clogged with fear — I long to die. Each trembling moment seems a year When thou art nigh. At last thou seekest pastures new; In corners far thou ordain ' st to che •. I courage muster — hurl a shoe — It flies the mark! Thou art quite vanished from view Into the dark. I seek once more long-needed rest, I strive to calm my fluttering breast. At last of fears I ' m dispossesed. A sound I hear! Again my predatory guest — My quaking fear! Oh Rat ! leave off thy darksome ways. Thy thieving nights, thy shameless days. Withdraw thee from my affrighted gaze And get thee packing! I ' d shout to heaven joyful lays To find thee lacking. Anon. Vagc 12 Extracts from a Freshman ' s Diary August 31st, DECIDED that this would be a i erfectly splendid time to begin a diary, the night before I leave my home for Meredith. I can hardly realize that I am really and truly going away to College. A lump comes in my throat when I think of going away up to Raleigh by myself. But Mercy! I ' m not afraid. I am just tingling to get there and show jjeople what I can do. I have always succeeded in everything I have ever tried to do here, and I ' ll do the same thing there. I am going to wear my reciter ' s medal right at my throat, where everybody will he sure to see it. Going away to College is such a nice, grown-uppy sort of feeling. I have never felt so tall and straight in my life as I did last Sunday at church, when all my friends came up to say good-bye. They seemed to feel like I was changing already, for when big Cousin Tom came by, he didn ' t pat me on my head and offer to kiss me in his usual teasing way, but held out his hand and said quite properly, Good-bye, Mary, I hope you ' ll have a pleasant year. Now I must go to sleep so I ' ll feel bright and well tomorrow. September 3d. Oh, its awful, awful; I hate it. There are just hundreds and hundreds of girls. They all try to be nice, but they don ' t love me and I am so miserable! and the teachers are simply heartless. Professor Crab said that I could surely enter Soph and here I am a conditional Freshman. I had a dreadful time getting to be even that. I just can not bear to think of those days of classification, they are one whirling jumble in my brain, of examinations, bulletin boards , lunch bells, hour bells, handbooks and hash. September 6th. Well, I have just come from my first Y. W. C. A. reception at Meredith; and I shall never — no never — forget it!! In all my short life I have never been in such a shiver, from the moment I received the invitation until I got back to this blessetl room a few minutes ago and locked the door. This terrible trembling was partly due to the tlelightful anticipation of meeting some of the numerous girls here, but mostly for fear of those horrible Sophs, who I am sure will be the death of me. When the crowd of newish with whom I went reached the door of the reception room, we were gayly received Ijy the Seniors, Sophs and Juniors. I have mentioned the Seniors first for they were the spirit of the whole affair. I hatl a very good time outwardly, but, my gracious, if those .S ' op i.s could have seen into my heart ! Fage 1H5 September 2oth. I have wondered all daj ' how we can possibly get away from those Sophomores, and organize. At last I have thought of a plan which, the Juniors say, is a good one. Before the other girls have left society Saturday night, the Juniors will go into the Gymnasium room and pretentl to he having a class meeting — then we will slip in the adjoining room and organize while the Juniors guard the door. September 27th. Well, we tried my plan today, but, much to uur sorrow, it failed. We succeeded in getting shut up in the room without being seen, as we thought. But, alas, we had just nominated the girl whom we wanted for president when we heard an awfully terrifying noise in the hall. We all piled against the door and finished electing our president. But, I tell you, we dashed out, when we saw the Sopho- mores simply jjouring in the windows, and ran to our rooms. Finally we went to sleep, but only to dream of organization and Sophomores. October 5th. Dear Diary: — Would that you had the power of seeing that beautiful angel whom I love better than my life! Her beautiful eyes were the first to smile on me when I reached Raleigh, and often since then I have thrilled and wondered at her beauty. Last night, at the reception, one of those darling Seniors, I think it was Lulie, introduced us. She talked to me for a long time. As she smiled at me, I could feel my soul thrill with ecstacy. I can not write more, for I am to go with her tonight to another reception and I must dress slowly and carefully. I am simply starving for her love. Good-night, dear diary. October 30th. Tomorrow is Hallowe ' en! Oh me! I am sure it must be something dreadful, for the Juniors are trying so hard to shield us. Oh, if they should fail us ! What would we ever ilo without them? But the most awful thing is that the Sophs have already blacked one girl or so, one of the P ' reshmen told me to-day, and she was a member of our cla.ss too. I do not see why they let them act so — Ymt it must be fu7i. I wish I were a Sojihomore ! Just here Juliette came in and told me to Iw prejiared for the Sophs before rising bell. She says thej ' are planning to come. Oh, I do not know what to do! My key has disappeared, so I can not lock the door. Oh, I know! I can roll my trunk against the door and put the windowse at against the wintlow. Juliette, Lucy, Kathleen and several others are going to sleep in the Infirmary, l)ut it ' s after room-bell, and I ' m afraid to go. Th.ere goes light bell. November 1st. Well, Hallowe ' en is over, and what a joke the Sophs did get on us Freshmen and Juniors! After .society, the Juniors took us in their charge and went with us to the Y. W. C. A. reception, but I couldn ' t enjoy it, I was so nervous. There Fuge, WJ was not a Sophomore in sight, but I was expecting white-robed, ghostly figures to snatch me away every minute. After the reception, the Juniors took us to our rooms, and Bessie Lane, the president of the Junior class, kept watch through the transom above her door to see that we got safely home. I do not know what she intended to do if we were waylaid, but something of course. Not for a moment would I doubt her wisdom. When I reached my room I barricaded it, turned out my Hght and waited hours and hours. Surely if ghosts ever walked, they crept all over my room and moaned anil whispered in the corners. Just before the last room bell there came a gentle tap on my door, and some one said there was something for me. For a long time I did not dare open the door — but when I did, I found there a bag of chocolate fudge, and on it was Titten, With love from the Sophomores. I will never undervalue the Sophs again, they are so noble and grand. Oh, if only our class can be like them next year I shall be satisfied. Fiiye i- r -s? -. The Passing of the Cinch Ah! saddest dreams within tlie world of men, The ceaseless yearning for the might-have-been. For now the story goes ' mungst sages old, That in their palmy daj ' s, passed, years untold, The mighty elders spoke in whispers awed Of a spirit which walked at large, was king and lord. The mystery of his potent jH-esence played Through all, we felt, grew strong and unafraiil. Take education, that ' s a cinch, why weep O ' er books? — Astronomy, good place to .sleep; Or Bible — You need never ope the liook — Or else, deep in peaceful, quiet nook, Kead heavenly English verse — all this anil more We heard from our alumna ' gone before. Alas! In youth ' s own ojjtimistic way We di-eamed, nor thought that e ' er the Spirit ' s sway Would lift, and lifting leave us all alone. Our (lij)s. gain, not by magic but i)y moan. Ah! foolish infants — woe beyond recall — Who recked not of the Spirit over all, Elected Education — papers long Turned to wild terror our triumphant .song; And Bible — we ne ' er knew what tnnible is! Astronomy to sleep? We hail a quiz; The poems materialized in daily themes — So thus in smoke went up youth ' s hojieful dreams. Olail voices husheil, tlark shadows on the floor, The Cinch has passed, and pas.sed to come no more; No warrior he with drums and trumjjets bold. But silently, when earth lay in night ' s fold. He stole away, as winds steal, soft and slow. Nor heed our cries of longing from below — The Cinch now air-.sprite, joyous, wild and free Has passed — and Oh, the dift ' ereiice to me! I ' ayt UH volution of Love-making The Meetynge 15th Century Hit befell that on a certyn daye there dyd ryde thru the edge After of a foreste on horsbak, a manne ful yong and of grete prowesse, Malory and thenne he came into a fayre meadow and he aspyed a damoysel wepynge and whenne he was comyn to her he sawe that she was passynge fayre and rychely bysene so that he caste grete love to her. And thenne he greted her and assayed to calme her dole. FajTe syr, sayed the mayden, ful hevy am I. Please hit you releyve my distresse and beare me thyder for I am escapen from yon tour. Certes, sayd he, By my knyghtely dedes and vertuous lyving, I wille with a goode will shews you servyse. Righte as they thus stode talkj ' ing there came in rydnge onne mightye in wrathe in quest of the mayden, whereat she was in grete drede, and fell into a swoun. Therewith the valorous manne turned hym and smote hym a blowe and slewe hym to the erthe. Anone wthal he raysed the gentylwoman and dyd ryde ryghte spedely imtyl they came to the towne hartl l)y, where they had mery rest and grete chere. Now tornc we to a tymc soone after. The Quarrblle 16th Century Now this maiden was a gentlewoman of more beautie than After Court braine, yet of more braine than breeding. Therefore it hap- Romances pened when the young gallaunt had occasion to goe to hir gardyn to addresse him to hir he perceiverl that she gave him a cold welcome, whether it were from lack of intereste or louve of indifference, so that he repented him that he was come. He spared to remember that a maiden loveth jesting and jesteth oft in loving so that he became unhappy in hir disdaine, and so disdainful in his unhappiness that his perfecte disdaine exceeded hir pretended disdaine. Then this wrathfule gentleman departed in a great quandaric, leaving the maiden distressed wherein she had showne hirself disdainful and regretful wherein she had rejoiced, and now scorching in the marvelyous flame of louve began thus to commune with hirself. Ah wretched wench, how art thou undone! As the hare fleeth with haste from the hunter, as the salamander hies hym away at the sound of thunder so speedeth my louve to thee, whose wit hath bewitched me, whose beautie hath beguiled me to yield to louve. Page- 129 At last when the well of hir teares was dried, the maiden sent a homely swain to hir lover as he sat in the dumps hardby and bade hym come to hir. Then up he rose and gat hym to hir. And when she did hym espy she was so full stomached that she sang this mournful ditty: — Thp dovp sat on a barren trcr, Motirnirif; her lover gone, ' lio ' d left her all forlorne: What I have done And all for fun Is to turn thy love from me. To show himself a natural yoimg man, he kissed her kindly, and sware he loved her well. Then they sate them down and began to discourse their loves. The Max All maiden, thy hair is gold As are the .silks upon the corn, And clearer is thy voice to rae Than rocks that crow at early morn. The Maid Thy lips are apples red and sweet. Thy nose turns up the sky to meet. And like the cooing of the dove .So coos my heart to thee for love. The Man And as my mouth thy soft mouth hits, Come kiss me and confound my wits. . t Night (Before the Maiden ' s home.) The Man 16th Century After Shakespeare How sweet the moonlight sits upon her home As the brilliant sunshine melting glows around The priceless jewel, making it fairer yet. How far that little candle throws its beams, So far the luster from her eye doth fall, Blinding all beholders. Gables, roofs and towers, Lend me your ears. By my troth I swear You spread your dark protection over one The fairest she, most glorious of her sex, A shadow on the curtain! Ah my heart Would burst its prison walls and moorings firm. It is my lady, O, it is my love! The quantity of loving is not measured; It falls upon a man all unawares. As dreams that fall in sleep. - O blessed sleep! Page 130 For in the sleep of night what dreams may come To make us laugh aloud — more blest awak ' ning To see her eyes, twin stars in heaven, Gleam on me, shedding opalescent light That birds awake and sing as if ' twere morn. Now Phoebus ' gins to drive his fiery steeds, The lark pierceth the darkness with his note, I must away. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes. Rest in thy soul, love in thine heart. The Interview After Miss On Saturday afternoon the gentleman requested an audience Edgeworth with the father of the object of his admiration. When admitted into his presence, after the usual civilities of gi-eeting, he bowed low and thus began: Honoured Sir, my feelings can no longer be I ' epressetl; you must allow me to tell you how ardently I esteem and adore your daughter, antl if it accord with your respected will I should deem it a great honour to be united — Sir, thundered the angry father, your insolence is beyond reparation. Henceforth I forbid you the freedom of this house, which you have hitherto enjoyed by my leniency. I leave you to make a speedy egress from this dwelling while I betake myself to my cliamber to compose my agitated feelings as best I may. ELOPEMENT IN HIGH LIFE COUPLE FROM ARISTOCRATIC FAMILIES- TRUE LOVE WILL HAVE ITS INNING Feb. 1,5. — One of the most .sensational marriages ever known in the city occurred last evening at eleven o ' clock. The bride escaped through the window of her room, where she had been confined by t he commands of an irate father. CUmbing gracefully down the fragrant wistaria which overhangs the west side of her palatial home, she met her eager lover beneath the clustering branch- es of an old elm. The pale moon shed a soft radiance over the happy pair, as there, in nature ' s great cathedral, with the elm for a witness, they weie united by the young jjastor of the bride, who is also a warm per- sonal friend of the groom. . 11 too .soon the sweet and touching ceremony was over, and a closed carriage liore away a joyful couple, rejoicing in their new-found happiness. The bride is the beautiful and accom- phshed daughter of one of our wealthiest business men, as well as a member of one of our oldest families. She is greatly loved and admired l)y young and old of the city, both for her brilUant intellei ' t and her sweet- ness of disposition. The gi ' oom is a young man of sterling worth and abiUty, well known as a rising power in business and social circles of the city. The happy pair left on the midnight train for points north, attended by the congratulations and goorl wishes of their host of friends. Page .■? Forward Hail, O Spirit of Ambition, King of progress. King of action, King of never-tiring action And endeavor for tlie goal. We have heard thee calling, calling, Long have heard thee, long have listened, Ijong have felt thy mighty wooing. Thy resistless, endless wooing; And our hearts have stirred within us, Stirred and roused from idle slumber. Aye, O Spirit of Ambition, We have heard thee, singing, calling, Heard thee singing in the East Wind, Heard thee singing in the West Winil, In the North Winil and the South Wind Heard thee singing in the pine trees, Heard thee calling in the forests ; Mount the heights that rise before thee. Looking to the lantl of reason, In the land of life and reason. Forth to battle! Forth to conquests! Neither stop nor look behind. Aye, O King of endless action. We have heard thee singing, calling. Heard thee in the rippling brooklet, Heard thee singing in the brooklet. Heard thee calling, ever calling. In the murmuring, flowing brooklet: Mount the heights that rise before thee, drasp the star that gleams above thee. Looking to the land of learning. In the land of life and wisdom. To the battle! To the conquests! Neither stop nor look behind. And our hearts have stirred within us. Stirred and roused from idle slumbers. Aye, O King of life and jjrogress. Page 133 King of never-ending progress, We have felt thy mighty wooing, Thy resistless, endless wooing. Felt thee in the summer t vilight, In this stilly summer twilight; Felt thee in the dewy morning. At the sunrise in the morning; Felt thee at the sultry noontide, Felt thee in the shades and sunshine. In the checkered shades and sunshine; In our joys and in our sorrows. And our hearts are strong vithin us, Full of hope and dauntless courage. Aye, O King of life and action. Ever call us, call us onward; Ever let us heed thy calling; Ever lead us forth to battle. Fearless lead us forth to battle; For our hearts have stirred within us, Stirred and roused from idle slumber. B. L. C. ' 13. Page 133 A Fable jNCE, long before tlie naming of blossoms, all sorts of sweet-scented, joy-colored flow- ers nodded on slender stems and stalwart stalks, awaJ in a winding lane at the end of the rainbow. Always they had been there, an ador- able mass of billowing flower-beauty. There was every possililc kind in all the world — big, little, gaudy, delicate, bold and modest. — and yet the harmony! It was restful to weary eyes, soothing to aching hearts, and a promise of happiness to old and young. For, you see, this flower-peopled lane did not bloom for nothing. Each tint, warm, red and pale, was reflected radiantly in the rain- bow overhead. Isolated from all the world, they bloomed and bloomed with the one purjOTse of reflecting their beauty in the sky and making mankind the happier and better for having looked upon the rainbow thus mafle. Not once did a single flower glor.y in its own bea ity, but lost itself in blend- ing with the others into the general beauty far above. So, out of unselfishness was wrought this emblem of joy and tenderness which no flower of its own tints could have pro- duced. Day by day the rains came, and afterward the wonder- rainbow appeared; little children gazed in open-mouthed admiration and listened to quaint stories about this bow and never guessed that the flowers in the lane far, far away made it. And still, now, the delicate love-vine binds together flower-hearts and the beauty reflected from the bosom of the garden still speaks through the color medium of the rainbow its message of love and cheer. F. R. M. ' 11. Page 1S4 A Gypsy Legend AM simply soaking in happiness! Bettj announced emphati- cally, as she whirled in from an early morning trudge in the meatlows. It was the first day of June, and all the sweetness and youth of the early summer filled the outdoor world. The dry season of parching heat and choking dust had not touched upon this particular bit of the June world. And to one who had been cooped in town during the school months, the very sight of the sunlight racing over the broad dew-drenched meadowland, all the way to the fringe of woods over patches of wild roses and tangles of jessamine — to see this, while the birds twittered a prophecj of three months of freedom, was enough to send the most jjrosaic damsel to seize the brushy tail of the nearest de- murely-grazing calf and follow in his wake over meadow, ditch and brush. And so — Betty was panting when she came into the sewing room this June morning, for assuredly in spite of the weight of her nineteen years she had followed in the line of least resistance. Betty does rave so, her sister remarked, as that young lady poked a caramel into one cheek, put several more into her blouse and went into the library for .something to read. In these moods she liked Irving ' s Alhambra. Somehow she liked the thought of the mountains that were rugged and fierce only to shield deep in their bosoms rich little vallej s where she could imagine all sorts of quaint things as she, in thought, passed through wth Irving on his donkey. To-day she musingly chewed the caramel and glanced over the numerous book shelves that she had come to know bj ' heart. The middle rows she was really acquainted with; they were good old frientls of hers; the top row she never molested; they were wedged in securely, a row of dull bumpy-backed books, that always made Betty feel as if they belonged to the torturous tribe of Math, and Latin books. She mumbled slowly as in contemplation, I want something old and — curious. She reached high and unwedged one of the long-disregarded volumes on the top shelf. It was an old, old book, small and almost clumsily thick. She opened it ; the type was so large and heavy, and in regular twisted lettering at the top of one page she read Folk Legends. Betty ' s eyes simply shone! She suddenly swallowed the caramel and whispered grand and gorgeous. It took little time to tumble into the brown and green hammock under the rose vines, and soon she was enjoying the time-yellowed little book of legends. The first one was: A Gypsy Legend. A horde of the tawny-skinned descendants of Tshangani wandered once in their restless, vagabond fashion from their own Little Egypt to the mouth of the Indus. The number was composed of fifteen or more families, and when at dusk they arrived at the camp ground all of them, from the old men with gaudy mantles on, to the half-naked Ijabies, were dust-smirched from their travel through tl)c country of deep, dry sand. They were wearied also, plain to see, as they broke the great knots of bread into hunks, one for each person, and sat around silently on the soft grass and munched, alternately, the bread in one hand and the cheese in the other. Page 135 It was a balmy night and the clear moonbeams shone softly on the little com- pany as they ate their evening meal. The vivid coloring of their oriental apparel was subdued, and the greens, rerls, yellows, and blues melted into mottled dabs here and there, making the scene a quaintl ' romantic one. The people themselves were interesting also as they jabbered lazily and conversed, not about the beauty of their new camp, th its grove of blooming bay trees, or the big river that flowed so near that they could hear the swish of tlie water, but about the town they had left the day before, their purchases there, the clever thefts of some of their tribe, and the different romances agoing amc ng the young folks of the tribe. In one place a coquettish beauty in red was amusing a young gallant with a new magic art she had learned, and over there, leaning against a tree trunk, an old woman who looked like a witch, with her deep-sunken eyes, hooked nose and shrunken skin, talked to an old, whiskered fellow who lifted his beard to his mouth with an age-shaking hand. The woman leaned forward enthusiastically, showing the man a large pearl displayed in the palm of her horny hand. Ay, ay, woman, it ' s a beauty, a wonder; a fortune it is going to bring to us when we sell it at the town which we enter to-morrow. Where didst thou come by it, Tascha? The woman ' s face lit with pride, her eyes Inirned darkly and glittered as she rolled it in her palm and answered, I stole it from the lady who came to learn her fortune of me yesterday. The man spoke lower as he touched the pearl, in a sort of worship. Tascha he whispered, take heed and do not let any ear catch the name of its hiding-place. In the folded fringe of thy mantle keep it, ay keep it, woman. And something else — do thou use thy magic arts to turn Khatla ' s poor, girlish heart from that fellow who ' s trying to win her. He pulled his tangled beard in reflection as he spoke about his daughter, and the woman frowned fiercely, and clenched her teeth as she hissed, Yea, man, she shall die by these hands rather than bend my will. Leave me alone; bide my action; I shall never let her marry Yonto. The moonlight was pale, but not so pale that a slim, dark, red-frocked girl could not .see the look of hate in the woman ' s eyes as she said those words. A cold feeling of helplessness mixed with resentment came over her. The lowered lids of her great, dark eyes quivered a second only, and then her small head was tossed back, and again she was explaining to the muscular fellow, slouched his whole length before her, further about the new magic trick. He noticed, though, the quickening of the pulse-beat in her throat, the agitation in her tone, which her effort at gayety could not hide. Her hand, resting on the grass sod in the shadow, clenched a tuft fitfully as she continued her .struggle at light-hearted- ness. Her laughter rang out into the night with the mumble of other voices and the whoops of the romping children. The man beside her, apparently listening, understood, reached out on the grass and crushed the slim, brown hand in his huge grasp, as he whispered under his breath: Don ' t, Khatla; believe me, we ' ll win alright. The pearl is in her mantle fringe. We can escape when I secure that — to-night. The moon was swimming under a cloud at one o ' clock when the camp lay hushed in sleep. The faint rustle of the bay leaves was the only thing audible in the whole breadth of the outdoor night ; but one scanning the huddled forms might have noticed a silent, snakelike gliding in one form drawing nearer ancl nearer a bundle of clothing. Next a lean, handsome face could have been seen lifted, as the fingers deftly twisted a piece of cloth and — withdrew, sliding into the shadow. Scarcely had he done so when a long, curious yell, keen and piercing, arose from one of the slumberers, and in an instant the great, gaunt form of a woman sprang Page 136 across to the still form of the man in the shadow, and grabbed him by the shoulder, shaking him violently. A second, and he was on his feet, and freed himself, and wheeling, gripped the woman ' s wrists violentlj ' in an iron grasp. All the while the crj sounded, rousing the slumberers, He has stolen my pearl, my pearl, oh, you demon, wizard, infamous one! The staring group that gathered around offered no helping hand. Some gazed fearfully at this young man, who they devoutly believed had ever been a magician. At length an old father of the tribe stepped forward anil spoke clearly, Hast thou a pearl by thee, son? I have many, father, which the spirits bring me, was the answer. Fetch forth the largest, Yonto. I ask not if it be Tascha ' s; wait for the spirits to show. The man took the pearl from his knotted scarf and laid it in the hand of the old man. Tascha was drawn creepingly forward involuntarilj ' , hands clenched on her heart, her eyes glittering with eagerness to view her lost treasure. Behold, the old man began solemnly, the decision of the spirits. I shall place in the bark of the bay tree this gem, allowing the half to be exposed to view. The moonlight shall gleam on it, making it more distinguishable. And now, Yonto, do thou withdraw twenty paces and with thj ' sling shoot at the pearl as a mark; if the gem is destroyed, the spirits pronounce the innocence of Yonto. If it is untouched, the treasure is restored to Tascha as the rightful ownier, and thou, Yonto, shalt be chained alive to this selfsame tree and left to perish after the departure of the tribe to-morrow. Yonto glanced around the group. It was an assemblj ' of breathlessly interested people; some of the black eyes glinted with hate, others with an agony of suspense and fear for the outcome. Only one face he marked was turned on him in a glory of confidence — a beautiful, young face. He squared his shoulders, and returned the confident look of the woman he loved. Like most animals that live an outdoor life, he was lithe and sinewy and fearless. He poised himself lightly and stretched the sling, taking cool aim — (the soft luster was barely distinguishable) a breathless second, not an audible movement, and tlien the sharp snap of the relaxing rubber, and the instantaneous click of the mark. At the same time a mist of pearly powder clouded the night air and settled on everything. At last objects were distinguishable, and Yonto holding the hand of Khatla, looked wonderingly at the spot from which a great number of the tribe had mys- teriously vanished. Then he perceived that only their friends had been left with Khatla and himself. And the baj ' trees standing about bore on the lining of their leaves, the silver dust which to this day marks their kind. And so, the prophecy of Pope Martin V is told by tradition to have been fulfilled, when he said, The descendants of Tshangani shall wander for seven years and at last find contentment and rest in the fertile country at the mouth of the Indus. Fay Memory. Fage 7 37 Behind the Scenes at Wharton Tyree ' s HE steps leading up to Wharton Tyree ' s studio groan under the unusual weight of the bright-eyed, but withal, anxious Meredith girls. It is the day for jiictures to be made for the Annual. Mr. Tyree still has his after-breakfast toothpick in his mouth when this breezy and nerve-racking crowd open the door with a jerk and rush in tumultuously. 0, Mr. Tyree, are we late? several voices ask at once. Before he can answer a shrill voice from the crowd squeals out: 0, Mr. Tyree, please let the picture of our club come first! Then from somewhere else an indignant voice cries out: You ' re not going to have yours made first! Ours is posted for first, and first go it shall be! Mr. Tyree looks wild out of his eyes, and, mute with surprise and dread, points to the dressing-room. The girls rush toward the door of the room with one accord, but with many suit-cases and curious articles with which to form the setting for the various clubs. Of course, before half the swarm is in, the dressing-room is full, packed and jammed, and the rest of the crowd are pushing and crowding to get in, too. One stalwart damsel plants a resolute pedal appendage over the threshold and absolutely refuses to move, saying that if she can ' t get in all the way, she ' ll, at least, get in half-way. The girl who has been so fortunate, or unfortunate, as to get before the mirror, would have thrown up her hands in astonishment and chagrin at the reflected wreck of the elaborate coiffure she arose at four o ' clock to begin arranging, but alas! she has not space even for the moving of her hands. The air is aquiver with excitement, and the much and loud talking causes the smile on the face of the Billiken, which reposes unconcerned in a girl ' s arm, to deepen into a broad grin, and a rush of cold air from an open window some- where freezes the grin on the poor god ' s face. Something must be done, and that quickly. Mr. Tyree rushes forward with an armful of jiictures and annuals of years past, hoping to allure them away. Jumping up on a chair, he learns that even by screaming at the top of his voice, he can not talk against anything bigger than he is. Finally, his efforts are rewarded and the majoritj ' of the crowd march back into the reception room, satisfied to look at pictures until their time comes. Anything to please the children! Mr. Tyree mutters under his breath. And now to work! I ' ll have no more trouble now, I ' ll warrant! But he had reckoned without taking into consideration what he had to deal with — a swarm of girls in all the throes and woes of trying to look pretty to have their pictures taken. Snatches of excited talk reach his ears from behind the closed door, as he, already overcome, takes a seat and awaits the result of the preparation, in dread, let it be said. Page 138 I just can ' t fix my hair to save my life! Stop there! You knocked my curls off and I ' ll never find them again! Hurry up and have your picture made. I want your switch just as soon as you get through! ' Twon ' t show in the jiictvire that it ' s yellow and my hair is black! Who said we couldn ' t use jjowder on our faces when we have pictures — Will blacking your eyebrows make you look more stunning in — Let me put some Hudnut ' s on you! It gives one such an aristocratic air a — Can ' t somebody unbutton my waist back there? I ' ve got it on front back- wards and I ' ll never get it back on frontwards, I know! Do j ' ou reckon Mr. Tyree can put a drop or two of water on my cheeks to represent the tears? You know I ' m to represent — You jast wait; I ' ll fix you! I ' ll put the tears there myself with a medicine- dropper. Mr. Boomhour loaned me one this morning and showed me how to use it! I ' m so glad I ' m not a Senior! I heard they were going to be draped in that chifi ' on hanging over the mirror and have nothing but their eyes show! Yes, it ' s a consolation to be Prep. I, sometimes! Lend me your nose-glasses, M — , glasses do make one look so important, and— Don ' t you know it ' s exciting to get married, if it ' s this exciting to have your picture — Lend me your rings, when you get your picture made. My hands won ' t show, but — Well, we ' re ready, ' cepting the smile. Let ' s everybody smile and have that much done! There is a tug at the iloor and Mr. Tyree prepares to see the worst. It comes out in a trio of girls dressed in strange costumes, but witli fixed, set smiles on their bcpowdercd countenances. Is this the Bohemian Club? No! They ' re not ready yet. Wc are — As to the trials attending the picture-taking itself, to record the groans which attended it may be more effective. The sufferer was Mr. T3 ' ree. He groaned, and he groaned, and he groaneil, but space forbids the recording of all his groans. A magnifying glass vnW i-eveal them on the pictures themselves. Page 1S9 Sometimes at Night Sometimes at niglit, when e arth is still, Ami our restless spirits ' gainst our will Are hushed into the semblance of repose; The soul, unfettered, fain would creep From out the gentle arms of slee]:). Away from the rush of weary feet, To the shores where earth and heaven meet- Sometimes at night. The day knows not, nor understands. The wonders of the mystic lands Where night, all-knowing, sits enthroned; Earth ' s grief and laughter die away. And like a truant child at play, My soul would rest wiiere Lethe ' s stream Bids her forget, and sleep and dream — Sometimes at night. But memory, wild-eyed, scorning sleep, Alone, the silent watch would keep. Wrapt in her sable shroud. The night grows dark with wakened fears. The slumbering spirit faintly hears The sad and well-rememliered strain. That swells from out the heart of pain — Sometimes at night. But hark! at last, the light of morn, A snow-clad angel. Heaven-born, Lays on my soul the kiss of rest, As ships upon the ocean ' s breast When angry seas grow calm. And through the gloom and pain of night My star of Truth and Peace gleams white. Sometimes at night. B. Page 140 Youth ' s Transient Dream N a summer morning, long, long ago, a child wandered alone in a wood. The earth was gay with the thousand tints of spring- time; the air was sweet with the Ijreath of flowers, and joyous with the music of birds. The woodlands rang with their happy melody, till heaven itself seemed bending down to kiss the earth in her gladness, and the very hand of God seemed to bless and caress the child — the earthly king of all this beautj ' . As he wandered on, idly plucking the flowers, the fairies of the wood, in green and gold attire, crept from their coverts and saluted him as their king — a veritable Fairy Prince. But there was no joy in the child ' s heart; only a restless longing to know what lay beyond the golden season of childhood. Strange, indeed, that the fairest and purest of all God ' s creatures, a little child, should be the only being out of tune vith the glad earth, made beautiful for him! With a troubled brow, and heart full of eager questionings, he followed a tangled path, leading to a little stream, whose water, clear as crystal, broke gently over the rocks, adding its glad melody to the joj ' ousness around it. Weary, at last, and filled with delight at the sound of the murmuring stream, the child stopped, sat down to rest, and to dream of the time when as a grown-up he should taste of the fullness of life, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge. All at once a sweet voice sounded behind him, and the child, looking up, beheld a beautiful sea-nymjih, clad in silvery raiment, the water gleaming like sunshine in her hair. As he gazed wonderinglj at the beautiful vision, the voice again sounded his name — this time in tones sweet and clear: Drink of this water, my child, and thou shalt know the things thy heart desireth. With a glad cry the child knelt and drank of the water, antl soon after fell asleep. But while he slept, the tiny cloud that had seemed a mere speck in the morning sky, gathered darkly overhead, blotting out the happy sunlight. Only an instant the child slept, but when he awoke it was evening — the day was far spent. The winds were hushed — the birds forgot to sing; the little brook no longer murmured at his feet, a happy stream, but had swelled into a dark river, whose waters stopped t age 11,1 no more, but flowed ever onward into the ocean of life. This time there was needed no voice to tell him he was no longer a child. The miracle of sorrow had unfolded itself in his heart, and clothed him with the fellowshijj of pain. Thou, little chikl, j ' et glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being ' s height ; Miy with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to liring the inevital)le yoke, Thus lilindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee wth a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life. B. I ' aye i i ' To Richard Richard, thou king of cuHiiar - art, What matter though thy visage may l e browned? No other college such a cook has found. Thou master-hand at making cake or tart. To every girl thou showest a kind heart. Thou wilt either fix us toast so browned. Or wilt pass some nice, large apples ' round. No matter what it is, thou ' lt give a part. Without thee we would soon grow thin and pale. Thy absence soon would make our spirits sink. What would we do should ' st thou from us depart? I know this place would seem just like a jail. All others will agree with me, I think, Thou dusky king of culinary art! Page US Time to Laugh Two Seniors were discussing their prospects for next year. E. Thompson, (desperately): — Well, tell nie where you are going to apply first. A. Thompson was doing her Christmas shopping: — I want to buy some ties. Polite clerk in clothing store: — We have the sets — tie, handkerchief and hose to match. A. T.: — No, I don ' t want that, (casually) I ' ll give him that next Christmas. Clerk: — Expect to be on more intimate terms then, do you? And she couldn ' t convince him that she meant her brother. Newish Bennett has a book for engagements. She complained, I can ' t get a soul to put their names in my engagement book. I know P is engaged, but I can ' t make her admit it. X. B. (reviewing for English examination): — Say, May, do you know any poet named author unknoivn ' Sophomore (reading a head-line in Current Events): — Dr. Cook attacked with Arithmetic. Urn, I ' m attacked with Algebra, especially with Logarithms. Dignified Senior: — I ' m very glad to meet you. Trembling Fresh.man: — Why-er you are-er welcome. K. P.: — Virginia, did you know that I have had the smallpox? V. W.:— Mercy, no. Didn ' t it kill you? A. H.: — I wonder why mother failed to get my letter Monday; I certainly mailed it — (in the laundry box). The following notice appeared on the bulletin board: Lost — A fountain pen, without the top, or the larger part of the pen. Finder please return to Katharine Hancock. A large poster announced the coming of The Taming of the Shrew. Girl: — Are you going to ' The Turning of the Screw ' ? Fayt 144 The Sorosis was somewhat surprised when it was reported that President Taft enjoyed his stroll on the Potomac every evening. AsTKONOMY student: — You can ' t see Venus now. A. L. Council: — Do the stars move? (laugh) Well, any fool knows they do. The Y. W. C. A. missionary committee, in the hope of interesting the girls in the foreign countries, posted some Japanese scenes: Young lady, gazing at the bulletin: — Are tliose scenes from the play last night? W. W.: — Say, Bess, we just must have some Royal dressing to make these sandwiches. Please, you and Lila go to the Green Store and get a bottle. They soon returned with a bottle of Royal dressing for ladies ' and children ' s boots and shoes. Science Professor: — What do we call the tubes used in the.se experiments? (neutralization). E. C.:— Oh, cigarettes — (burettes). Seeing a poster of Victor and his Venetian Band, Myrtle Jones asked: Are you going to hear Victor Hugo ' s Band to-night? Girl, borrowing medicine: — Do j ou apply it externally? L. Bennett: — No, you just rub it on wth j ' our fingers. C. Burton, warming to her subject: — Yes, she was so good they encored her two or three times to come back. As the Monday light is waning, Whether sun shines or ' tis raining, A throng of boys departs; At the door a figure standing. To the boys a sweet smile handing To heal their broken hearts. When, after concerts we come filing. And in the halls stand, smiling, smiHng, A voice as from the tombs, Through the halls so pleasant breaking. Sets each boy and girl aquaking — Girls, go to your rooms! Mr. Boomhour: — Miss Gate, you have studied the Paramecium, have you? E. Gate, (timidly) :— Yes sir. Mr. B.:— You saw Cilia, did you? E. C.:— Yes sir. Mr. B.: — Will you tell us some of the functions of the Cilia? E. C.:— They are red. Page US Examination Echoes Discuss Edgar Allan Poe ' s style. Answer: — Edgar Allan Poe was a very good poems and tales wTiter. Relate the story of The Vision of Sir Lnunfal. Sentence in anxwer: — So he [Sir Launfal] felt bad about the way he had treated the old leopard, so he went Ijack and gave the old leopard a crust of bread and then he felt better. Name George Eliot ' s best known works. Answer: — O may I sing wth the choir invisible, etc. Sentence from Prep. Exposition — title, How to Dress a Chicken: — Next you should remove the pedal extremities. The editor lay on her dying bed, Her friends around with anxious dread, Her form with agitation shook. She cried aloud, The Book! the Book! Lower they bend the words to hear, To know what book she hekl so ilear A gasp, one last reproachful look — In all the world there ' s but one Book. Her free .soul took its winged flight Upward to realms of gorgeous light. St. Peter stood with practiced eye To inspect credentials of the passers-by; She paused, and from her bosom took With trembling hands the precious Book, And said in tones so meek and slow: I was an Annual Ed below.,, Ho! Angel CJabriel, give her a harp — Her pain on earth was wondrous sharp) — Crown her with Oak Leaves. Page 146 This is the Annual of Meredith C. This is the Grace Who was Chief Ed. Of the Annual of Meredith C. This is the Blanche Who aided the Grace Who was Chief Ed. Of the Annual of Meredith C. This the Annie with the steadfast heart, Who got up the Ads. And worked with the Blanche Who aided the Grace Who was Chief Ed. Of the Annual of Meredith C. This is the Lillian, who did her part, And stood by the Annie with steadfast heart Who got up the Ads. And worked with the Blanche Who aided the Grace Who was Chief Ed. Of the Annual of Meredith C. This is the Lila with talent in art, Who ranked with the Lillian, who did her part. And stood by the Annie with steadfast heart Who got up the Ads. Page U? And worked with the Blanche Who aided the Grace Who was Chief Ed. Of the Annual of Meredith C. This is the Willa, who fain would impart Jokes to Lila with the talent in art, Who ranked with the Lillian, who did her part, Who stood by the Annie with steadfast heart Who got up the Ads. And worked with the Blanche Who aided the Grace Who was Chief Ed. Of the Annual of Meredith C. This is the Minnie, ready anil tart, Who classes with Willa, who fain would impart Jokes to the Lila with the talent in art, Who ranked with the Lillian, who did her part. And stood by the Annie with steadfast heart. Who got up the Ads. And worked with the Blanche Who aided the Grace Who was Chief Ed. Of the Annual of Meredith C. Kate and Sallie, Sophs youthful and smart. In class lieneath Minnie, ready and tart, Who ' s in class with Willa who fain would impart Jokes to Lila mth the talent in art, Who ranked with the Lillian, who did her part. And stood by the Annie with steadfast heart Who got up the Ads. And worked with the Blanche Who aided the Grace Who was Chief Ed. Of the Annual of Meredith C. The Fresh, Sallie and Gertrude, do now depart Along with the Sophs youthful and smart, In class beneath Minnie, who ' s readj- and tart. Who ' s in class with Willa, who fain would impart Jokes to the Lila with talent in art. Who ranked with the Lillian, who did her part, And stood by the Annie with steadfast heart Who got up the Ads. And worked with the Blanche Who aided the Grace Who was Chief Ed. Of the Annual of Meredith C. Fayt- 14s Miss Poteat She lives among us, so we never think Of her as great, we only kiiow AVe love her, and our eager spirits drink New faith, unconscious, as we go. The helpfulness to all, to strong and weak, The sacrifice her love demands, We see and reverence, as within we seek, The heart that prompts the Io ang hands. Full many place on canvas rare Those forms whereby men glory rate. But few hring brightness out of grief and care, Make of their lives for God a picture great. Editors. Pngr 149 Au Revoir A™ so the year ' s done with! The scattered oak leaves have l:)een gathered into a cluster, and their once-blank faces have been written over with characters of every kind. The dreams of Autumn were bright as the colors of her foliage; some have dulletl and vanished, but some have been reborn in realizations sweeter. To those who reatl these pages, we would say: We have sought to rep- resent truly the life and spirit of our college; count not the faults you find as failures but as marks of striv- ing, for our reach was above our grasp. As always, manj- friends have come forward to help us. We are especially grateful for tlie time and sug- gestions that Miss Ida Poteat has given us, for the un- failing patience and aid of the Annual committee throughout the year, and for the energy witii which Mr. Wade R. Brown has helped us make our Annual a financial success. To these — and to all who have shown an interest in our book — we wish to express our deepest appreciation. The little gra ' squirrel no longer watches the ivy- grown window, for the Annual editors of 1910 have met for the last time. Page 150 ■ f 1 m ' i ■■ ' !.. ' ; 1 . m h- ■■.,«.■ ' ' ' 1 1, f - Ad Revoir Poffe lol Register Alderman, Viola Edenton, N. C. Allen, Virginia Dillon, S. C. Allen, Virginia Raleigh, N. C. Allen, Lilian Waynesville, N. C. Anderson, Lucile Raleigh, N. C. Anderson, Fannie Fayetteville, N. C. Arthur, Lucile Morehead City, N. C. AsHCRAFT, Myrtle Wadesboro, N. C. AsHwoRTH, Lillie Belle Thomasville, N. C. Askew, Mary Louise Harrellsville, N. C. Aycock, John Lee Raleigh, N. C. Baker, Louise Raleigh, N. C. Barrus, Blanche Pollocksville, N. C. Barker, Lillian Lumberton, N. C. Bass, Elizabeth Raleigh, N. C. Beasley, Florence Colerain, N. C. Bennett, Louise Middleburg, N. C. Bennett, Harriett C Clinton, N. C. Blalock, Mrs. Sadie Lambert South Hill, Va. Blackwell, Dovie Brevard, N. C. Boone, Nina Gibson ville, N. C. Boone, Olive Wharton Waynesville, N. C. Boyd, Claude M Raleigh, N. C. Boyd, Emily Charlotte, N. C, No. 9. Bradley, Mary Raleigh, N. C. Bradsher, Mamie Roxboro, N. C. Bray, Nelia Elkin, N. C. Briggs, Loula Raleigh, N. C. Britt, Mary Elizabeth Raleigh, N. C. Britt, Maude Lumberton, N. C. Britt, Augusta Lumberton, N. C. Broughton, Minnie Raleigh, N. C. Broughton, Rosa Raleigh, N. C. Burton, Carrie Henderson, N. C. Butler, Ossie Roseboro, N. C. Butler, Floy Clinton, N. C. Byrum, Emma Edenton, N. C. Cain, Marietta Mocksville, N. C. Camp, Sallie Shepherd Franklin, Va. Camp, Rena Franklin, Va. Cannady, Lottie Kinston, N. C. Carmen, Bessie New Bern, N. C. Carleton, Emma Warsaw, N. C. Carleton, Janie Warsaw, N. C. Carter, Mary ' Helen Clayton, N. C. Page 15S Carter, Grace Holly Springs, N. C. Carter, Marvel Apex, N. C. Carroll, Georgia Turkey, N. C. Carroll, Bertha Winterville, N. C. Carroll, Louise Turkey, N. C. Cashwell, Dare Parkton, N. C. Cashwell, Ethel Parkton, N. C. Gate, Elizabeth Chapel Hill, N. C. Chappell, Eleanor Lake City, S. C. Cheek, Oma Ore Hill, N. C. Clark, Eugenia Raleigh, N. C. Clayton, Awa Primrose, N. C. CoGGiN, Fannie Palmerville, N. C. CoppLE, Beulah Monroe, N. C. Cole, Mary , Sanford, N. C. Cook, Ruth La Crosse, Va. Cooper, Nina Raleigh, N. C. Cooper, N. Louise Raleigh, N. C. Council, Annie Laura High Point, N. C. Council, Grace High Point, N. C. Daniel, Eva Turkey, N. C. Davis, Eula Winston-Salem, N. C. Davis, Maude Winston-Salem, N. C. Draughan, Lillian Dunn, N. C, No. 6. Denmark, Leonita Raleigh, N. C. Dewar, Gladys Raleigh, N. C. Dickson, Lulie Wake Forest, N. C. DiTMORE, LouLA Bryson City, N. C. Douglass, Clarance Raleigh, N. C. Douglass, Marguerite Raleigh, N. C. Dunn, Wallace Raleigh, N. C. DuNLAP, Callie Causey, N. C. Durham, Walters Raleigh, N. C. Durham, Ellen Raleigh, N. C. Dunning, Joyce Aulander, N. C. Eaton, Phoebe Cana, N. C, No. 2. Edmundson, Mildred Goldsboro, N. C. Edmundson, Eunice Goldsboro, N. C. Edwards, Sarah Raleigh, N. C. Edwards, Dorcas Raleigh, N. C. Elmore, Mattie Bryson City, N. C. Elliott, Mary Mackeys Ferry, N. C. Ernhardt, Maude Gold Hill, N. C. Erwin, Edna Catawlia, N. C. Ellington, Bertha Raleigh, N. C. Ellison, Musa Raleigh, N. C. Farrior, Hettie Raleigh, N. C. Farrior, Minnie Raleigh, N. C. Farrior, Mary Raleigh, N. C. Faucette, Margaret Raleigh, N. C. Page 15J, Ferrell, Mary Raleigh, N. C. Fleming, Jennie Middlplmrg, N. C. Fleming, Frances Raleigh, N. C. Fleming, Mrs. Percy B Raleigh, N. C. Fleming, Pearl Middleburg, N. C. Fuller, Ione Winston-Salem, N. C. FuTRELL, Louise Scotland Neck, N. C. Fletcher, Bert Grant, Va. Gary, Miriam Franklin, Va. Gatewood, Lelia Yanceyville, N. C. Gardner, Annie Macoii, N. C. Galloway, Margaret Mount Airy, N. C. Gold, Margaret Raleigh, N. C. Goldston, Emma Goldston, N. C. Goodwin, Pearl Ape.x, N. C. Goodwin, Rosa Elizabeth City, N. C. GosNEY, IMinnie Raleigh, N. C. Gosney, Hilda Raleigh, N. C. Gowan, ( )livia Raleigh, N. C. GouGH, Caroline Lumberton, N. C. Gregory, Madge Hertford, N. C. Greene, Clara Mt. Gilead, N. C. Greenwood, Maude Elkin, N. C. Greenwood, Cora Elkin, N. C. Griffin, Pauline Wendell, N. C. Griffin, Mattie Pittsljoro, N. C. Griffin, Eloise L Rutherfordton, N. C. Grindstaff, Lucy E Sylva, N. C. Gulley, Margaret Wake Forest, N. C. GwYNN, Bessie Yanceyville, N. C. Hancock, Katherine Scotland Neck, N. C. Harrell, Martha Ahoskie, N. C. Harrell, Revah Aulander, N. C. Harw.ird, Sadie Moncure, N. C. Hayes, Mabel Gatesville, N. C. Haynes, Minnie Mount Airy, N. C. Henry, Bright Lilesville, N. C. Herring, Hattie Kinston, N. C. Hester, Hallie Tryon, N. C. Higham, .J. V Raleigh, N. C. HiGHSMiTH, Mamie Fayetteville, N. C. Highsmith, Annie Fayetteville, N. C. HocuTT, Leorin Chapel Hill, N. C. HoDLiND, Irene Raleigh, N. C. Holding, Mildred Raleigh, N. C. Holland, Alma Fayetteville, N. C. Holloway, Bessie Ada Zebulon, N. C. Holton, Beulah New Bern, N. C, No. 1. Horton, Exum Raleigh, N. C. Horton, Savon Raleigh, N. C. Horne, Gertrude AVinston-Salem, N. C. Page 15S Howard, Lula Estelle Salemljurp;, N. C. Howard, Clyda Salemburg, N. C. Howard, Pearl Salemburg, N. C. Howard, Lillie Salemburg, N. C. Howard, Valeria Johnson Roseboro, N. C. Hudson, Pearl Beasley, N. C. HuFHAM, Bertha Chadbourn, N. C. Humphrey, Annie Belle Lumberton, N. C. Humphrey, Alice Orrum, N. C. Huntley, Emily AVadesboro, N. C. Hunter, Margaret Raleigh, N. C. Hunter, Rufus . Raleigh, N. C. Hunter, Elizabeth Raleigh, N. C. Hunter, Lillie Belle Raleigh, N. C. Hunter, Essie Holly Sjirings, N. C. Ivey, Ruth Raleigh, X. C. Jackson, Gertrude. Diuin, N. C. Jenkins, Amorette Aulander, N. C. Jenkins, Mrs. C. L Raleigh, N. C. Jerman, Mrs. Pamler Raleigh, N. C. Johnson, Charlotte Raleigh, N. C. Johnson, James Raleigh, N. C. Johnson, Arthur Raleigh, N. C. Johnson, Gaynelle Raleigh, N. C. Johnson, Frances Raleigh, N. C. Johnson, Mary Lynch Raleigh, N. ( ' . Johnson, K. therine Thomasville, N. C. Johnson, Ethel Pittsboro, N. C. Johnson, Cleo MeColl, S. C. Johnson, Belle St. Paul, N. C. Johnson, Foy E Raleigh, N. C. Jones, Penelope ' . Raleigh, N. C. Jones, Sallie Raleigh, N. C. Jones, Myrtle Kenansville, N. C. Jordan, ] L ry Raleigh, N. C. Jordan, Pearl Laurinburg, N. C. Jordan, Susie Calvert, N. C. JosEY, Sallie Scotland Neck, N. C. JoYNER, Lois La Grange, N. C. Justice, T. L Raleigh, N. C. Keith, Annie Faye Currie, N. C. Keith, Lila Wilmington, N. C. Kelly, Bernice Clayton, N. C, No. 3. King, Vera Raleigh, N. C. King, Olive Raleigh, N. C. Kohler, Mildred Raleigh, N. C. Kyle, Frances New Decatur, Ala. Lampley, Mary Wadesboro, N. C. Lane, Bessie Clio, S. C. Page 166 Lathrop, Bessie Ruth Wilmington, N. C. Lawrence, Clara Apex, N. C. Lawrence, Olivia Scotland Neck, N. C. Lawrence, May Irene Raleigh, N. C. Ledbetter, Ida Belle Dome, N. C. Leonard, Maggie Belle Kelley, N. C. Lewis, Bessie Dallas, N. C. Lincoln, May Greensboro, N. C. LoviLL, Elizabeth Mount Airy, N. C. LoviLL, Sallie Mount Airy, N. C. Loving, Juliette Fayetteville, N. C. Lynk, Lottie Dunn, N. C. Magett, Lucile Wilson, N. C. Massey, Winona Clayton, N. C. Marshburn, Wanda Raleigh, N. C. Marshburn, Djalma Raleigh, N. C. Marshall, Lulie Raleigh, N. C. Martin, Joseph Raleigh, N. C. McIntosh, Ruby Rockingham, N. C. McBrayer, Annie Rutherfordton, N. C. McCuLLERs, Mary Smitlifield, N. C. Medlin, Mary Raleigh, N. C. Memory, Fay Whiteville, N. C. Mial, Victoria Raleigh, N. C. Middleton, Minnie Warsaw, N. C. MiDDLETON, Lucy Warsaw, N. C. Middleton, Ada Warsaw, N. C. Minor, Alleine Oxford, N. C. Morgan, Elizabeth Candler, N. C. Moore, Lucy Raleigh, N. C. Moseley, Meredith Raleigh, N. C. Myatt, Robert Raleigh, N. C. Myatt, Mildred Raleigh, N. C. Myers, Floy Marshville, N. C. Neal, Hallie Monroe, N. C. Newcomb, Alice Raleigh, N. C. Newsome, Margaret Raleigh, N. C. Newton, Linda Fort Barnwell, N. C. Norman, Lottie Charlotte, N. C. Norman, Margaret Charlotte, N. C. Norwood, Ruth Raleigh, N. C. Norwood, Lou Goldsboro, N. C. Nance, Pearl Monroe, N. C. Olive, Lida Apex, N. C. Osborne, Katherine . Clyde, N. C. Page, Florence Nelson, N. C. Page, Minnie, Nelson, N. C. Parker, Katherine Raleigh, N. C. Parker, Esther Albemarle, N. C. Page 15? Parker, Lula Raleigh, N. C. Parker, Janie Mt. Gilead, N. C. Penny, Allen Raleigh, N . C. Perry, Goldie Edenton, N. C. Perry, Verneena ' Elizabeth City, N. C. Perry, Mattie Elizabeth City, N. C. Petty, Kathleen High Point, N. C. Phillips, Robert Raleigh, N. C. Pittman, Margaret Lumberton, N. C. Poole, Kittie Clayton, N. C. PoTEAT, Louie Wake Forest, N. C. Powell, Florence Garner, N. C. Pridgen, Anna Kinston, N. C. Prevatt, Edna Luml)erton, N. C. Prey ATT, Dovie Lumbertun, N. C. Price, Bliss Matthews, N. C. Pritc ' HETT, Florine Evergreen, Ala. Pritchette, Wade Raleigh, N. C. Proctor, Leslie Lumlierton, N. C. PuREFOY, Lucy Asheville, N. C. Ray, Elizabeth Mars Hill, N. C. Ray, Lena Raleigh, N. C. Ray, Clarice Raleigh, N. C. Ray, Bessie Raleigh, N. C. Ray, Katherine Raleigh, N. C. Ray, Mary Raleigh, N. C. Redford, Bertie Rolesville, N. C. Renfrow, Frances Raleigh, N. C. Reynolds, Lulie Raleigh, N. C. RiDuiCK, Lillian Raleigh, N. C. Riddick, Eliza Raleigh, N. C. Rogers, Annie , Raleigh, N. C. Rosy, Julia Pinebluft ' , N. C. Royster, ] L rgaret Raleigh, N. C. Rosser, Daisy Essex, N. C. Royall, Mrs. Wm Raleigh, N. C. Sanders, Lucy Smithfield, N. C. Sanderford, Willie Raleigh, N. C. Sawyer. Florence Belcross, N. C. Sears, Frances Raleigh, N. C. Sears, Evie Raleigh, N. C. Sears, Alfred Raleigh, N. C. Shearin, Ada Rocky Mount, N. C. Shearin, Ethel Nick, N. C. Sheets, I L rie Palmerville, N. C. Shugart, Alice Jonesville, N. C. SIMMS, Mrs. R. N Raleigh, N. C. Smethurst, ] L ttie Raleigh, N. C. Smith, Katherine Raleigh, N. C. Smith, Daisy Raleigh, N. C. Smith, ] L ria La Grange, N. C. Page 158 Smith, Effie Raleigh, N. C. Speight, Edna New Bern, N. C. Spence, Lillian Raleigh, N. C. Steele, May Laurinburg, N. C. Stephenson, Gertrude Raleigh, N. C. Stephens, Katherine Raleigh, N. C. Stone, Lila Apex, N. C. Spruill, Corydon Raleigh, N. C. Strickland, Cleo Castalia, N. C. Strickland, Maude Spring Hope, N. C. Stringfield, Bernice Maiden, N. C. Swindell, Emma Raleigh, N. C. Thomas, Mrs. J.J Raleigh, N. C. Thompson, Ella Leasburg, N. C. Thompson, Annie Kapp ' s Mills, N. C. TiLLERY, Pauline Scotland Neck, N. C. Tillotson, Vallie Oxford, N. C, No. 5. TiMBERLAKE, Agnes Raleigh, N. C. Towler, Barber Raleigh, N. C. Tucker, Wallace Asheville, N. C. Tyner, Edna Buies, N. C. Tyree, Irene Raleigh, N. C. Underwood, Lutie Earnest, N. C. Underwood, Mallie Earnest, N. C. Upchurch, Maude Apex, N. C. Upchurch, Iola Apex, N. C. Upchurch, Limmie Apex, N. C . Utley, Lizzie McCullers, N. C. Vann, Eddie May Como, N. C. Vann, Elizabeth Raleigh, N. C. Vann, Dorothy Raleigh, N. C. Vaughan, Mabel Scotland Neck, N. C. Wall, Maud Wallburg, N. C. Wall, Elva Wallburg, N. C. Waring, Lawrence Raleigh, N. C. Watson, Jeannette Perry, Ga. Watson, Kate Maxton, N. C. Weathers, Willa Patmos, N. C. Webb, Fannie Oxford, N. C. Webb, Mary Oxford, N. C. Whaley, Ruth Lumberton, N. C. Whitner, Esther Newton, N. C. Wiggs, Estelle Raleigh, N. C. WiLLETT, Ethel New Bern, N. C. Wilson, Morna Leaksville, N. C. Wilson, Mrs. Annie Love Raleigh, N. C. Williams, Clyde Kenansville, N. C. Williams, Ruth Monroe, N. C. Williams, Ruth Franklin, Va. Page 159 Williams, Lillian Franklin, Va. Williams, Ethel Lumberton, N. C. Williamson, Peahl Evergreen, N. C. Wilkinson, Virginia Wake Forest, N. C. Wilkinson, Lilian Pantego, N. C. Wilkinson, Thomas Raleigh, N. C. Wilkinson, Katharine Raleigh, N. C. Winston, Lillian Youngsville, N. C. Woodall, Jessie Raleigh, N. C. WoMBLE, Alberta Raleigh, N. C. Yelvington, Jessamine Clayton, N. C. Yougene, Mary Montgomery, Ala. Young, Lillian Wake Forest, N. C. I ' age lUU Page Hit List of Advertisers Art MalcrinI and China. J. C. EUingtnn. Weathers tt Perry. Bakers. Chas. Bretsch. Banks. Mechanics Savings Hank. Raleigh Savings Banli ami Trust Co. Comnierrial National Bank. Citizens National Bank. Raleigh Banking and Trust Co. Wake County Sa ings Bank. Books and Slaiionery. Alfrerl A illianis Co. Baptist Book Store. Pescud ' s Book Store. Colleges. Meredith College. Iving ' s Business College. Coal, Woofl and Ice. Johnson Johnson Co. Candy. Porter Candv Co. Drugs King-Crowell Drug Co. Hick ' s Drug Stores. O. Ci. King. DcpnrlmrnI Stores. Kaplan Bros. Dobbin-Ferrall Co. Hunter Bros, it Brewer Co. Thomas A. Partin Co. The ' oollcott Dry Goods Co. Educalionnl Bureaus. Southern. Furniture and House Furnishings. Royall Borden p ' urniture Co. Weathers Furniture Co. Florists. J. L. O ' Quinn Co. H. Steinmetz. Fruit Stores. California Fruit Store. A. Dughi. Gas. Standard (Jas and Electric Co. Garages. Raleigh Motor Co. Grocers. M. Rosenthal Co. H. J. John.son. Barnes Gorcery Co. Hardware. T. H. Briggs Sons. Hotels. Hotel Giersch. Yarborough House. Ice Cream. Betts. Insurance Companies. Union Central Life. Equitable Life. Jewelers. T. W. Blake. Jolly it Wynne Jewelry Co. H. Mahler ' s Sons. Stephen Lane Folger. Launitry. People ' s Laundry. Meat Markets. J. Schwartz. Mills. Martin Hosiery. Munuments. Cooper Bros. Millinery. Misses Reese Co. Mrs. Redford. Pianos and Musical Merchandise. Darnell Thomas. Chas. M. Stieff. Photographers. Wharton Tyree. Shoes. Heller Bros. Herbert Rosenthal. Pool Crocker. Printers and Binders. E. M. Uzzell it Co. Edwards it Broughton Printing Co. Everett Waddey Co. Undertakers. H. J. Brown Co. Page 162 Meredith College Raleigh, North Carolina jflRST opened September, 1889. mJ Six buildings. Enrolled last ses- sion, 403. Total number of ma- trieulates, 1,808. Thirty-five officers and teachers. Five distinct schools of instruction, namelj ' : School of Arts and Sciences; School of Music, including Piano, Violin, Pipe Organ, and Voice; School of Art, including Oil Painting, Dec- oration, and Designing; School of Elocution. Regular course in Bible and Pedagogy, both elective for the A. B. degree. Q Select library of 2,000 volumes, with privileges of the State and Raney li]: raries two blocks away. Reading room furnished with thirty magazines and numerous daily and weekly papers. School publications: Quarterly BuUetin, The Acorn ( monthly ) and Oak Leaves ( annually ) Students cared for by lady principal, lady physician, matron, and nurse Board, literary tuition, physician, nurse, all minor fees, .1205.50 a year; in the Club, .145 or $50 less. R. T. VANN, President Page 103 Dobbin-Ferrall Company {Successors lu Doiiiiix Fkkhall) NORTH CAROLINA ' S LEADING DRY GOODS STORE 123-125 FAYETTEVILLE STREET. RALEIGH. N.C. Merchandise bought at this Store stands for style and quality, bears inspection, and offered at prices that invite comparison OUR MAIL ORDER DEPARTMENT We prepay, to any point in Xoi-th Canilina, frcislit, express, or postage, on all casli mail iirders amounting!; to $5.00, or more. The seopc and faeili- ties of our Mail Order Department are unexcelled. Patrons unable to visit the estalilishment are assured expeditious service and the same careful attention as is given to i)iirchases made in person. We give Dobbin Ferrall ' s Gold Trading Sfamps witK every Cash purchase— 1 stamp with every 10c. JOHNSON JOHNSON COMPANY COAL, WOOD ICE BRICK 122 Fayetteville Street RALEIGH, North Carolina Page 104 Thoinas H. Briggs ■ Sons HARDWARE Majestic Steel Ranges Waxene for Floors RALEIGH, N. C. Floor Wax Household Paints Housefurnishing Goods Thomas A. Partin Co. Always Something New Tad ADIE5 ' FURNISHINGS AND NOVELTIES Tailored Suits, Coats, Skirts, Waists, Muslin Underwear, Hosiery, Gloves, Corsets, Ribbons, Embroideries, Laces, Novelty Combs, Barettes, Metal Sash Pins and Waist Sets, Collars, Hand- kerchiefs, Belts, Belting, Parasols, Umbrellas, Etc. Materials in WHITE FOR COMMENCEMENT COSTUMES 8 We Appreciate Favors from Faculty and Students op Our Schools- s Thomas A. Partin Company 131 Fayetteville Street [ f,li om J temple Raleigh. North Carolina Page 10.5 Page 166 The Woman ' s Store KEEP IN TOUCH WITH OUR STORE, IT WILL WELL PAY YOU The only store in Raleigh that carries Ladies ' Ready- to-wear. You can always get here more goods for same money, or same goods for less money i Special Low Prices to School Girls Kaplan Brothers C. C. PHONE 292 Masonic Temple, Hargett St., Raleigh, N. C. We ' ll Make It New Again Q Quite likely there is somewhere among your belongings a piec of jewelry — a bent ring, a tongueleas pin, or maybe a battered brooch — that you intended to have mended, but perhaps have forgotten, in our repair department there ' s a man who is expert in repairing such things, and who ■will, at very small cost, mend, clean and polish — make a new ring, pin or brooch of it. T[ We have other men who are equally expert in cleaning and repairing watches and clocks. We don ' t hesitate to say that there isn ' t a better equipped watch and jewelry repair shop in the State. H. MAHLER ' S SONS, Jewelers, Raleigh, N. C. You Can Locate the Girls Q Only One Kind of Work: The Best who patronize our Laundry by their snow-white waists Both Phones. 74 Give Us a Trial, and You Will Be Convinced Peoples Laundry Page 167 J. L, O ' Quinn Company m LEADING JHLORISTS Phone 149 RALEIGH, N. C. All Flowers in Season Roses and Carnations a Specialty Mail, Phone and Telegraph Orders Promptl.v Executed King-Crowell Drug Company Corner Fayetteville and Hargett Sts. . RALEIGH, N. C. We Carry Everything in the Drug Line Our Soda Fountain Drinks Agents for Huyler ' s Fine Candies Are the Best in Town JOS. C. ELLINGTON No. 112 Fayetteville Street Fine Pidtures, Frames, Arties ' Materials Bric-a-Brac, Wash Silks, Braids, Wools and Zephyrs Wall Papers, Window Shades, Curtain Poles and Fixtures, Mirrors and Mirror Plates Page 1G8 IF YOU WOULD BE CORRECTLY n I I I I i SHOD, WEAR Goodyear Shoes Best Styles Made, Materials the Highest Grade, and the Maximum of Comfort HERBERT ROSENTHAL, The Shoe Fitter 129 FAYETTEVILLE STREET RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA StiefF Pianos Are used almost exclusively in Meredith Col- lege, and in over 1 70 other colleges and con- servatories, because they give the best service F O R F I ' L I, PARTI C V h A R S A H () l T StiefF Pianos and StiefF Player-pianos W RITE Chas. M. Stieff 114 GRANBY STREET L. C. STEELE. Mgr. NORFOLK, VIRGINIA A eathers £r Perry I 17 Fayetteville Street China and Art Store Artist Materials, Picture Frames and Art Novelties Bric-a-Brac, Wash Silks, Braids, Wools and Zephyrs Woollcotts Opposite Post-office The one place in Raleigh that you will find everything up-to-date Q Dry Goods and Millinery Hunter Bros. 6- Brewer Company A Select Line of Dry Goods - Notions 210 Fayetteville Street We pay special attention to our line of SHOES and OXFORDS for the SCHOOL GIRLS ROYALL BORDEN Furniture Co. Furniture and Housefurnishin s RALEIGH, N. C. We respectfully request the patronage of the Meredith Students, Teachers and readers of the Annual. If you do not reside in the City. wTite us for cuts and prices. We have anything in Furniture. Refer to President of Board of Meredith College. Page 169 Learn to Save _ on Your Chas. E. Johnson, Presiilent C. B. Edwards, Vice-President Walterh Durham. Cashier W. N. Jones, Attorney Savings The Mechanics Savings Bank FAVETTEVILLE ST. RALEIGH, N. C. Pay You 4% Compounded Quarterly The Double Store Misses REESE CO. Millinery E. F. PESCUD Books and Stationery 109 Fayetteville St. Raleigh, N. C. Call Phone No. 28 for Groceries of Quality H. J. JOHNSON Successor to D. T. JOHNSON SON 16 East Hargctt Si. RALEIGH, N. C. J oily Wynne e velry Company First-class Repairing at Moderate Prices Watches, Jewelry, Optical Goods Class Pins and Rings 128 Fayettevillo St. RALEIGH, N. C. The Swellest Line of Oxfords At Heller Brothers Raleigh, North Carolina T. W. BLAKE (■II. S. E. JOIIN ' SON . I ' rcs. F. H. HHK.iC;, ' . Cashier The Raleigh Banking Trust Co. RALEIGH. N. C. Every Courtesy as a Ban It Every Facility as a Trust Company Secure Vault for Our Customers Safe Deposit Boxes for Rent Fountain and Pearl Pens Jeweler Repairing Solicited Fine Fayetteville S i Watches, Jew and Cut Glass treet RA elry .EIGH, N. C. Page 170 Raleigh Savings Bank m 70 Paid on Deposits and Trust Company John T. Pullkn, Pns. Jos. Ci. Bhown. Vm-I ' rex. Chaki.ks Huot. Cashier 4 Interest Safety Deposit Boxes for Rent nr Deposits, $700,000.00 Capital and Surplus, $75,000.00 For the Best Insurance AT THE LOWEST NET COST Get a Policy in the Union Central Life Insurance Co. Apply to CAREY J. HUNTER BRO. State Agents, Raleigh, N. C. Porter Candy Co. Wholesale Confectioners RALEIGH. N. C. EVERYTHING GOOD IN CANDY The Southern Educational BUREAU Eighteen Years ' .Successful Experience RALEIGH, N. C. Q PATRONIZED by the leading schools and colleges in the Southwest, and by the best teachers in America Confidci tial Correspondence Invited with Teachers and School Officers Mrs. Frank Redford Millinery Phone 632 13 West Hargett St. Stephen Lane Folger 180 BROADWAY Established 1S9S N E W Y O R K Smart SHOES For Women 105 FAYETTEVILLE ST. Pool Crocker MANUFACTURING JEWELER Club and College Gold, Silver and Pins and Rings Bronze Medals Page 171 Yarborou h House Raleigh :: North Carolina Giersch ' s Hotel European Plan RALEIGH, N. C. THE COMMERCIAL NATIONAL BANK RALEIGH, N. C. Offers all tfie advantages of a Strong, Conservative Bank SMALL AS WELL AS LARGE ACCOUNTS INVITED B. S. JERMAN. President A. A. THOMPSON. V.-Pres. E, B. CROW. Cashier A. P. BAUMAN, . 3st. Cashier J.J. THOMAS. Chairman Board L M. Uzzell Co. printers; . and 118 to 120 WEST MARTIN STREET Baptist Book Store Raleigh. N. C. y KADEHS in Books and Stationerj-, ' ' especially Bibles, Testaments and Devotional Literature of All Kinds; also Sunday Sehool Supplies in variety. Office Furnishings Fine Writing Papers Q Calling Cards and Correct Social Stationery for Ladies Richmond Meat Ma rket City Market, Raleigh, N. C. J. SCHWARTZ DEALER IN Choice meats p. 0. Box 342 SAUSAGE a Specialty Roses, Carnations Violets and Other Choice Cut Flowers Q Shower and Plain Bouquets for Weddings. Floral Designs and Flowers for all occasions. Decorat- ing of Churches and Residences. Fnlms, Ferns, Bulbs and all kinds of Pot and Oul- of-Door Bedding Plants H. STEINMETZ. Florist. Raleigh, N. C. Page 172 JOSEPH G. BROWN, President HENRY E. LITCHFORD, Cashier We Cordially Invite the Accounts of Housekeepers, Teachers, Students, Etc. DON ' T FORGET CALIFORNIA FRUIT Nuts, Cana s STORE r iijnr.i, elc.,ctc. Dealers and Jobbers in FOREIGN AND DOMESTIC FRUITS MAKERS OF PURE ICE CREAM 1y CARLOAD VURNAKES Co.. Props. I 1 I FAYETTEVILLE ST. A. DUGHI WHOLESALE AND RETAIL RALEIGH, N. C. FRUITS AND ICE CREAM FANCY ICE CREAM ICE CREAM FROZEN A SPECIALTY BY ELECTRICITY WE MAKE A SPECIAL RATE TO ALL SCHOOLS FOR OUR WASHINGTON BREAD CHAS. BRETSCH. Manager Barnes Grocery COMPANY CORNER BLOODWORTH AND LANE STREETS RALEIGH. N. C. Belter K n o ir n to Meredith Girls n s LITTLE GREEN STORE M. Rosenthal Co. GROCERS M. ROSENTHAL MILES B. BIRDSONG D. ELIAB CORNER HARGETT AND WILMINGTON STREETS HICKS ' DRUG STORE FOR ALL Drug Store Goods Page 173 makt Countp T. B. CROWDER, President W. B. GRIMES, Vice-President W. W. VASS. Cashier Interest, Compounded Quarterly, on Your Deposits abms£( panfe Everett Waddey Co. Richmond, Va. Go to, he MnsnnirTpmplp For Pharmacy TTlce Cream 11 Soda Water and all Drug Store Goods THE LARGEST ENGRAVING ESTABLISHMENT IN THE SOUTH Calling Cards, Societj ' , Wedding and Commencement Invitations Class and Colleie Stationery O. G. KING Raleigh, N. C. Ealeigi) jHotor Car anb iHacijine Co, CquitatjleHife s gurance Raleigh, N. C. Automobiles to Hire ocietp OF THE UNITED STATE S By the Day, Hour or Trip J. D. BOUSHALL Telephone 367 109 E. Morgan Street Tucker Building General Agent Raleigh, N. C. Betts ' Ice Cream 1 Per Gallon Capital City 5 West Morgan St. Phone No. Raleigh, N. C. 239 H. J. Brown Company (incorporated) Funeral Directors and Embalmers Established 1S36 RALEIGH, N. C. Page 17 J, COOPERS ELS£:EiaH MONUMENTS - Catalog on Request -, - 2 ;i Capital Stock, $30,000 No Vacation Enter Any Time This is a School with a Reputation. Oldest, Largest, and Best Equipped Business School in the Carolinaa. Bookkeeping, Shorthand, Telegraphy and English taught by experts. For catalogue, address KING ' S BUSINESS COLLEGE Raleigh. N. C. or Charlotte. N. C. Cook with Gas Best Results Use Gas Lights Least Cost Standard Gas Electric Company 12¥ Fayetteville Street RALEIGH, N. C. Good Goods at Proper Prices Accurately Describe Onr Fine Line of PIANOS They are the favorite of the Artist and the refined musical public. Prices consistent with quality. Handsome Catalogs free for the askinfr. DARNELL THOMAS MUSIC HOUSE Raleigh, N. C. WHEN I WANT Books of Any Kind ( Stationery, Office Supplies = Engraving, Kodaks ' and Suppli lies or Anyth ' mi to be found in an up-to-date Book Store I Go to ALFRED WILLIAMS CO.s BOOK STORE RALEIGH, N. C. There I Find h at the Correct Price Page 175 College nnualg No Need to Send Out of the State Engraved Invitations Stamped Stationery Edwards Broughton Printing Company — Printers, Stationers and RALEIGH Blank Book Manufacturers North Carolina Pngc 176 Jo H. Weathers, President F. T. Johnson, Vice-President Fab. H. Weathers, Secretary-Treasurer Weathers Furniture (ompany 121 E. Martin St., Raleigh, N. C. We Make HOUSEFURNISHERS q Picture Frames, Shades and Hang Wall Paper Our Store contains 10,000 feet of floor space, and abounds in EVERYTHING for the HOME Martin Hosiery Mills J. B. Martin RALEIGH, N. C. Ernest Martin THY HOSIERY Manufacturers of The socks I darn for thee, dear heart. CA 1 7 A X , y Mean quite a pile of work to me; 1 OT • 1 I U Unli I count them over, every one apart. I ..•«« my ,, Thj hosiery, thy hosiery. 200 Needle Each sock a, niBte, two mates a pair, ] To clothe thy feet in storm and cold: TT _ ; -. — -. I cnunt each sock unto the end. and find x I ! 1 1 S 1 Cl V I ' ve skipped a hole. ' ■ ' J See hi ' W it Iwniis across my sole. r. inn 1 siind my teeth, and then in very truth 1 Samples PrtCeS 1 liirn that hole, sweetheart. I darn 1 i . j. - ■ ti,at h.,ie .pu, k, on Application Page 17 This Annual was printed by Edwards Broughton Printing Company Raleigh, North Carolina i