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

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Mon th bat College THE S L' N D I A L Page Three SPORT NEWS The .Montreat High School team defeated the Black Moun- tain Orphanage team in an interesting game. Feb. i. The High School is looking forward to another game with the Black Mountain team soon. A few of the outstanding basketball stars from the four teams are: Elizabeth Fleming, Jennie Hutton. Nancy Fontaine, Jo Hyatt. Janet Steele, Henrietta Lyle, Estelle Isenhour. Cor- nelia Brown, and Ruth Penland. Indoor tennis is beginning to be of great interest to the fans. Hiking is gaining much favor in the opinion of the Mont- reatites. The hills and roads are scouted daily by hardy hikers. It’s great fun and is good for the reducers. To them it’s only a step to Lookout, just a block or two to Black Mountain, and it’s predicted that it won’t be long until a hike to Asheville will seem to be only a short “before breakfast hike. “Have you ever played ping-pong? It’s really lots of fun.” That serves to introduce our indoor sports to this column. In- door games are new additions to our Montreat sports, and thee are serving to add spice and entertainment to many leisure hours. And. by the way. have you realized that checkers and parches! help to develop sportsmanship just as much as basket- ball and tennis? A new point system has been organized by the Athletic Coun- cil. Points are given for participation in the major sports and the indoor sports. Numerals are to be given when three hun- dred points are earned. letters are to be given for fre hun- dred points. The system is very well worked out and fs grousing the girls to more active participation in athletics. STUDENTS HOLD FACULTY MEETING Flash, flash! as Walter Winchell would say. It isn’t news when members of the student body go to the office for a scene. but when the faculty, each member of it. comes to the students with an office scene, it certainly deserves attention. Yes. the Philalcthia and Tritonian societies had an interesting program planned for their guests, the Delta Betas, but when Miss Gard- ner (Nancy Boyd) crept into the room and started typing and Miss Spencer (Ruth Collette) started trying to solve her prob- lems. the audience devoted its attention to the cause. During the evening Mrs Dorsey (Mary Mays) memorized the grades: Miss Hoyt (Etta Hubbard) enjoyed laughing at several jokes: Miss Doggett (Carolyn Allan) searched for the demerit slips; Miss Wade (Margaret Bower) told of her ride from Black Mountain with Dr. Anderson; and Miss Dickin- son (Buford Massey) was successful in having the library fur- niture attended to. Miss Lord (Harriet Brown) came to see about her studio: Miss Watkins (Vivian Shaw) asked again for curtains for her classroom; Mrs Riley (Mary Ruth O’Quinn) to call the plumber; Miss Porter (Sadie Woodruff) to complain about lazy pupils; Miss McEIrov (Ruth Penland) to get Tanks’s milk: Miss Miles (Nannettc Choate) to obtain a garbage can: ans Miss Jordan (Nancy Fontaine) to order more grits. In the meantime Miss Smith (Laura Mae Brown) tried her vocabulary on Miss Spencer, while Miss Brooks ( Margaret Tucker) got in some practise on the typewriter and hitherto unknown methods of the dean were revealed in her conference with Mary Lang.

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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.

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Page Four THE SUN DIAL Montreat College Social Activities GEORGE WASHINGTON PARTY Montreat College held its annual George Washington cos- tume party at Assembly Inn on Saturday evening. February 22. The guests were received by officers of the student body and by the presidents of the literary societies. When all had as- sembled. Elinor Miller, acting as official hostess, called the guests together around the fireplace, where the main features of the program were to be given. It has been the custom for each class to present a stunt pertaining to the occasion, so at this time these stunts were given. The judges had a difficult time in making their decision, but finally decided to give the prize for the best stunt to the Senior High School class. The Senior Collegers were given second place. After the stunts school songs were sung, and the costume parade was led by Margaret Botts and Charlotta Sanders. A prize for the most original costume was awarded to Favc Smith. Then cherry pie a la mode was served. When it had been thoroughly enjoyed to the last drop.” the grand march was led by Peggy Sloop and Mildred Knox. The march ended by the fireplace, with all singing the Alma Mater. And now everyone is looking forward to February. 1937. o VALENTINE PARTY On Saturday night. February 15th everyone went down to the chapel. What for? For the annual Valentine Party, no less! All the girls enjoyed the evening, playing games, listen- ing to the popular music played on the piano by a guest, and eating cake. All in all it was an occasion to be remembered. ----------o---------- CLASS ENTERTAINMENTS On Tuesday evening. February 4. the Junior class held a Supper in the rooms of the Home Economics Department. The supper was under the management of the class sponsors. Miss Wade and Miss Hoyt, and the class president. Mary Ruth O’Quinn: however, the whole class took part in its preparation and service. The evening’s entertainment was furnished by the class “orchestra” which was enthusiastically received. Two other projects have been carried through by the class when they sponsored the sale of sandwiches and sundries, the afternoons of February 14 and 18. Miss Brooks entertained the Sophomore class with a tea. Games were enjoyed, and delightful refreshments were served later in the evening. The Sophomore class was entertained with a Valentine Party given by Mary Bauman at her home. After appropriate games had been played, ice cream and cakes were-served. On January 12 at Parksidc Cottage Miss McElroy enter- tained the Senior High School class at tea. Those present re- port it a most enjoyable evening. ----------o---------- RESOLVED: CRIME DOES NOT PAY (Continued from Page One) That night Tom went quietly to his room to await Joe’s coming. He had taken watermelons before, but never from Mr. Whiting who lived on the other side of the river and was known all over the state for the watermelons he raised. There- fore. Tom was excited, and waited happily for Joe. Finally he heard three short owl calls. He answered them, as he hur- riedly started to climb out of the window. After a few seconds he joined the boys in the street below. All set? asked Joe Yes. replied Tom. Well, let’s go then. They walked down to the river bank in silence, for they were . ill thinking of the vast treasure they were out to take. When they arrived, they immediately started in search of a boat that was not locked. Tom. being the first boy to discover one. shouted to the others, Hey fellers, here’s one. They all came over and started getting in the old rowboat. Tom and Joe pushed it from the shore line and then waded out to it and got in. The two smaller hoys were to row. as they were the slaves of the older oil ’s. But when they took the first stroke, horrible squeals came from the rusty oars. “We’d better pole it across, ’cause he might have a watchman over there.” said Joe, when he heard the squeals. Luckily, they found some poles in the bottom of the boat, which they immediately put into use. After a few minutes they came to the other side and docked the boat on a sandy beach right in front of the watermelon patch. All right. said Joe. when they were all ashore. “Two of you stay down by the boat to catch ’em as we roll ’em down to you. The rest come with me.” They crept cautiously up to the bank, through the barbed wire fence, and into the watermelon patch. Tom crept along on his stomach until he saw a nice water- melon. Then he took his knife, cut the stem, and rolled it toward the bank. Here’s one. he whispered as he rolled it down the bank; he waited until he heard the thud it made when one of the boys caught it. Then he got others and did the same thing with them, until he heard Joe’s whistle, a signal which meant that they had enough. When they got ready to get in the boat, there were so many watermelons that they decided to swim across the river and push the boat along with them. All right. Come on. fellers,” said Joe. as he plunged into the cold water. The others scrambled after him. The water was so shallow that in some places they had no trouble at all with the boat. Everything was fine until Tom said. “Isn’t the water gettin’ higher on the boat ?” “It sure is.” answered Joe. 1 guess we’ll have to dump a few watermelons out of it.” They stopped a few minutes to get them out. While they were doing this, somebody accidentally pulled the already over- loaded boat over too far. Down the river went all the water- melons. with the boys swimming after them. There was no use. they soon realized, for the melons floated faster than the boys could swim. They swam ashore. “Well, it was too bad that that had to happen, said Joe. If I ever lay my hands on the one that turned the boat over. I'll knock his block off. I guess we can’t do any more tonight, though. See you tomorrow. They all scattered, each to spend the rest of the night in dreams of luscious watermelons just out of reach. Tom was a very disappointed boy. as he walked dejectedly homeward. He had gained nothing that night except some very wet clothes and an empty stomach, for he had not eaten any supper, because he had expected to fill up on watermelons later. As he climbed up to the window and through it, he wondered if the old saying that “crime docs not pay were not true. Coming to the conclusion that it was true, he resolved never again to steal any watermelons. —Peggy Dennis