Montreat Anderson College - Agape / Sundial Yearbook (Montreat, NC)

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'Tke SUN DIAL Published by the students of Montreat College OU in MONTREAT, N. C , MARCH. 1936 N I XJBER 2 Mount Mitchell, highest peak east of the Rockies, near Montreal RESOLVED; CRIME DOES NOT PAY On a bright sunny morning about 1896. a small boy was rudging slowly along a «lusty street in Ashboro. Pennsylvania, vhich was situated on the bank of the largest river in the state, he Susquehanna. In his appearance he looked no different rom any other small boy of that time, with his bare feet, over- ills with one trouser leg rolled up to his knee, small snaw hat )n the back of his head, and a sore toe which was magnificently icd up. »His errand that morning was to go to the store for his nothcr, Mrs. Wheeler, ami with a heavy heart he entered the louse. His mother was busy cooking, but when she heard him. I lie called out. Tom. come here. When lie entered the kit- I •hen. she stopped kneading the dough and stared, 'rom, what I lave you been doing? Just look at your pants. They were I dean this morning. Tom stood wiggling his sore toe and twisting his hat. Fi- I tally he answered. Well, you see, mom. I was walking home. I ind I happened to meet Joe Miller ami— “That’s enough! Stop right there! How many times do I lltave to tell you not to play with that awful boy? lie’s the l yorst bov in town. Why don’t you associate with some nice boys like Ambrose Smith? I’m sure he would never be seen with such boys as Joe Miller. But, mom. he’s such a sissy. All the boys hate him. I don’t want to go with an ol’ sissy. Well, don’t ever let me catch you playing with that hor- rible boy again. Now, run along ami play. Tom went out into the street. Before long Joe Miller came by ami catching sight of Tom, came over. He seemed excited about something and lost no time in telling Tom about it. “Want to go over to old man Whiting’s place and get some watermelons tonight ?’’ “Sure, I’ll come. Who's going? “Oh, just the fellers. Whose boat are you going to use? Tom asked. “I guess we can find one that’s not locked down by the river.” At this moment Tom’s mother appeared on the back porch. Seeing her. Joe beat a hasty retreat, with a muttered “We’ll call for you about ten o’clock tonight. Don’t forget the call. I won’t. It’s the owl call three times, isn’t it?” Joe. who was nearly around the corner, nodded his head in reply. (Continued on Page Four)

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Page Twenty F H E SUN DIAL Moxtreat College MONTREAT STORE Operated for the Public Good No Private Interest DESERVES YOUR PATRONAGE You Are Always Welcome at BLACK MOUNTAIN DRUG COMPANY Clifford Porter. Manager “State Street at Broadway CAMP MONTREAT FOR GIRLS The Ideal Vacation Camp With the Additional Advantages of Montreat Director, MRS. S. II. McBRIDE Montreat, N. C. For Electrical Refrigeration Sec the G. E. at BLACK MOUNTAIN HARDWARE SUPPLY CO. Phone 34 Black Mountain, N. C. ASSEMBLY INN Montreat, N. C. HOME OF THE PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH Open the Year Round Rates Reasonable WITH APPRECIATION OF THE BUSINESS GIVEN US BY MONTREAT COLLEGE Hollingsworth’s Candy for Graduation JUMPER’S PHARMACY BLACK MOUNTAIN LAUNDRY PHONE 100 “For Bundles Of Satisfaction ' HAPPY MOTORING You Are Our Friends. We Are Ready to Help You at Any Time, in This or Any Other Community. STANDARD OIL COMPANY R. L. Woodard, Agent NEW-WAY CLEANERS “Wear Clean Clothes Phone 38 Black Mountain, N. C. Compliments of COLLINS BAKING COMPANY Asheville, N. C. Independent Groceries R. C. MUM POWER Black Mountain, N. C.

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Page Ttro T H E S UX DIAL Montreat College THE SUN DIAL SEMESTER HONOR ROLL THE EXECUTIVE STAFF College Editor in-Chief .......... Faculty Advisor............ Literary Editor............ Social Editor.............. Sports Editor.............. Joke Editor................ Exchange Editor............ Alumnae Editor............. Music Editor............... Business Manager........... Assistant Business Manager Ruth Collette Miss Margaret Wade .....Margaret Botts ...Carlotta Sanders ....Florence Wardrep .......Connie Perry Eleanor Chenowetii .........Janet Steele .....Phyllis Stevens .....Lou Ada Jayroe .....Adelaide Brown REPERTORIAL STAFF Allan. Carolyn Anderson, Lenora Botts. Margaret Brown Adelaide Clay. Isa Dalton. Agnes Daniell, Opal Foulke. Ernestine Hartfield. Elsie Isenhour. Estelle McClelen. Elizabeth Sarles. Nell Shaw. Vivian Wolfe. Cornelia High School Ager. Isbell Bardwcll. Thelma Huckaby. Melva Key, Dorothy Laurent. Elaine Mann. Doris Maxwell Edward Maxwell. Louise Stevens, Phyllis Freshman High............................Dorothy Key Sophomore High..................Mary WYNN WILLIAMS Junior High....................................CAROLYN FRAME Senior High...................................VIRGINIA ACKISS C Marian Bass Junior College................J ELIZABETH McClelen Nancy Holler Senior College..................................Elinor Miller Typists Ix uise McDavid Lillie Mae Cousins DR. R. P. SMITH No organization has ever felt the loss of a more loyal friend than the Montreat College when, on February 4. we heard of the death of Dr. R. P. Smith, of Asheville. Dr. Walter L. Lingle, president of Davidson College, called him a Prince of the Church.” and a Man of God. and truly he was that, for he spent his life in the interest of Christian education. It was in honor of this great teacher, with his love for and his desire to help youth, that four years ago the Asheville Prcsbyterial established the R. P. Smith Memorial Scholarship Fund at Montreat College. From the time of the founding of the Col- lege, he was a member of the Board of Trustees and of the Executive Board. Dr. Smith serves as a splendid example and guide to young people. We girls can find much in his to copy. His unswerv- ing faith, his perseverance in the right, and his belief that the object of any leader of young people should be to enlighten, to direct, and love, give to us a fine picture of that to which we as mothers and teachers should aspire, while his confidence in today’s youth encourages us to live up to the ideals we all have. Dr. Smith lived a life of which his friends and relatives, even those with whom he was intimate, speak with pride. Often a person does not appear as likeable on close relationship as he did while a mere acquaintance, but with Dr. Smith this was not so. And in that fact we find another example for us to take to ourselves: Arc we so firm and sound in our ideas and aspira- tions that appear to people we scarcely know that when we come more closely connected with those persons, we arc just as well liked? It was a privilege and an honor for Montreat College to be associated with Dr. Smith, and we are proud that it was in our school that the Asheville Prcsbyterial instituted a memorial to him that will grow with time. o ON BEING TALL 1 have heard people say that they wished they were tall, but they have never been tall, so they really don’t know what they're wishing for. When I was small. I used to say that I didn’t care how tall I became, but I’ve wished a thousand time; to be small again. Of course, no one but a tall person knows how it feels to walk beside a small person. You feel as if you’re almost twice as tall as you really arc. It seems as if everyone is looking at you and saying. “What a tall girl! Doesn't she look awful?” If you were tall and graceful, it would be dif- ferent. but I don't think I have ever seen a person as tall as I am who was graceful. I became so tall in one year that my brother, who has been away at school, didn’t even know me when he returned home. That made me feel terrible, and ever since that day I have hated being tall worse than ever before. If I could forget being tall myself, other people wouldn’t let me, because they keep teasing me about being tall. My mother pretends she’s glad I am tall, but she just does it because she thinks it will make me feel better. My aunt also says that she thinks tall people look nice, but she is the kind of person who thinks everything is nice. One of my sisters tells me that if I wasn’t so slender 1 wouldn't look so tall (as if I can help being slender any more than I can help being tall!) Another sister calls me a bag of bones.” Someone is always asking. “How’s the weather up there?” I don’t really care so much for their teasing but I do hate to be tall. One reason I especially want to be small is because a small person doesn’t have $0 much trouble with her clothes. If you can make your own clothes you can buy less material and that is less expensive. But the real difficulty comes when you are buying ready-made dresses and coats. A tall, slender person never can buy a coat or dress to fit. It is always too large or too short. I always get angry, and then my mother says I am hard to please. Once I looked all over town for a coat, and couldn’t find but one that was long enough. All of my sisters arc shorter than I am. and I would like to be small so I could wear their clothes. I'll never be short, so there’s no use la- menting. I may as well make the best of it. —Nellie Simpson.