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

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Montreat College THE SUN D I A I Page Five consciousness and began to sec strange blurred pictures. They became clearer and clearer. They were pictures of my school pals as they were today. At Crescent City. Florida, Ruth Collette sat behind an im- posing desk which held little more than the sign. Miss Ruth Collette. Editor-in-Chicf, Sun Due Morning Glory News. In a room just next to her sat Ruby Wheeler poring over a large stack of papers. Oh! I see. She is proof reader. Next I saw Etta Hubbard step up to a microphone and laugh, then step away. The announcer howled. “Ladies and Gentlemen, you have just heard the most renowned authority on laughing in the United States. Miss Hubbard also furnishes the off-stage laughs for more than twenty different theatres.” Hack at Montreat in the usual scat of Miss Gardner, I viewed Frances Bowen announcing to Miss Spencer. Next was the former Sadie Hall Woodruff with the twins, Sadie and Hall. She is married to a prosperous farmer, and goes to town at least once a week. And Mary Dclle Wilkins and Alice Ellington have open- ed a home for Contented Old Maids.” They furnish a good example and plenty of knitting and also arc faithful members of the Sew on Bachelor’s Button Club. ’ Arc my eyes deceiving me? I see a child playing a piano, but there is not a sound. Why, it’s the new noiseless piano Elsie Hartficld has just invented for the pleasure of distracted mothers and dormitory students. In a noisy office with bills ringing at all odd times sat Helen Branch. She is a telephone-television operator in Chi- cago. Who is this I see in a manse in Clinton. S. C.? It is Blanch Hall composing poetry in her spare time. Margaret Botts and Florence Wardrep are still faithful. They have a choir in which Margaret does the playing and Florence the directing. There’s to be a double wedding as soon as Florence makes up her mind. Then I saw Lottice Duffcy with a straight face, for once. The reason is that she is a gag-woman, and she is having an awful time thinking up funny things to say. In Hollywood 1 found Elinor Miller. She has taken Ann Harding's place on the screen and teaches Shirley Temple on the sideline. Faye Smith has at last reached her ambition. She has grad- uated from George Peabody College with her master’s degree and now holds the position of teacher of reading in the seventh grade class at Jackson Reform school. In the strike district of Philadelphia 1 found Elizabeth Fleming as a Red Cross worker. She was supervising a soup kitchen for the unemployed. I saw Opal Danicll as matron of Thornwell Orphanage and doing her own typing along with it. Senator Cariotta Sanders was my next view. She was put- ting her foot down on something and it appeared to be the final of it. Next was the “Wilson Institute and Finishing School for i Girls,” the head, of course, Nell Wilson. Back to Montreal again, with Imogene Steppe replacing Miss Dickinson as librarian. She seems to be having an awful time keeping it cleaned up. In a little country store, leaning over the counter to chat with the customers, was Lou Ada Jayroc. She profited by her | training at Montreat. As private stenographer to the Lieutenant-Governor of S. I C.. Nelle Jackson has made a great success. In fact, she’s in line for promotion to the governor. In Pacolct, S. C., 1 saw the hat shop of Mary and Martha I Stowe. They sell smart, cheap hats. Incidentally, 1 noticed that their own chapeaux came straight from Paris. And Toncic Mclllwaine, too, loves Paris, because Toncic has married a French professor. She corrects all his papers, too. Mary Elizabeth Gibcrt is the skiing champion of the world today, 1 saw. When there is no snow, she devotes her time to life-saving. In Mrs. Riley's place, I found Louise McDavid doing good work in carrying out the well-established custom of pills and nose drops.” On the summit of Grey Beard Mountain Ruth Penland has a camp for girls, with access to Lake Susan for swimming. In Charlotte 1 spied Helen McCain, the head of a chain of beauty shops and director of a beauty school and clinic. She averages two hundred students a year. Elizabeth ilight, seen in Washington, I). C., is a private detective. She solved the “which end should an egg In- broken on mystery and established quite a rcord for herself. Another scientist of note is Estelle Iscnhour. She has just won the Nobel Prize for her discovery that atoms turn upside down when moving instead of around and around or vice versa. Louise McCutchen is the writer of a syndicate column en- titled Experience Will Prove.” She is the most renowned giver of advice to the lovelorn known at present. Just as the pictures began to fade again 1 saw Martha Reid Bedinger on a large rubber plantation in the Belgian Congo. She supervises the whole plantation herself and has a school for the natives also. We returned to the restaurant and told Nancy ami Mildred what we had seen, for both of us had seen exactly the same things. 1 was reluctant to leave them but I knew that I had to be at the hospital to operate at nine o’clock just three days later. My trip to the fortune teller was worth more than all the rest of New York. Vivian Shaw, Senior College Class Prophet. -----------o----------- SENIOR COLLEGE PLAY On May 16 the Senior College Class presented in the An- derson Auditorium a three-act play, ‘The Sleeping Beauty of Loreland. ’I'he cast was as follows Queen .............................. Ruth Collette King ...................................Peggy Sloop Beauty ...............................Elinor Miller Nanny ..............................Laurie Reynolds Bumps .............................Estelle I sen hour Sun Light Fairy ................Florence (Vardrep Black Fairy ........................Elizabeth Hight Rupert ...............................Mildred Knox Tuffy .................................Vivian Shaw Prince Delmar ........................Carolyn d Han The Caretakei Fayt Smith Fairies: Blanch Hall. Louise McDavid. Elsie Hart- field, Helen McCain, Adelaide Brown, Ruby Wheeler. Martha Reid Bedinger. Children: Opal Daniel), Mary Elizabeth Gibert, ami Margaret Botts. The play was very successfully directed by Miss Elizabeth Hoyt and Miss Nannie G. Watkins, sponsor of the Senior class. FAIRIES Fairies white and silver, Dancing by night, White gleams shine about them Like fireflies small and bright. —Ruth Cadbury Richardson. Age 7.

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Page Four THE SUN DIAL Montreat College I. Elinor Miller, do will to Nancy Fontaine a share of my unceasing love and admiration for dear ol' Virginia, “the place where I was born. and to Cornelia Brown my hearty love and appetite for doughnuts at Mr. Dorsey’s store. 1, Laurie Reynolds, do hereby will to Annie Reid Wilkes my remarkable ability to always have something to say, and to Bunny Alexander, my unfailing habit of making breaks. 1. Vivian Shaw, do will to 1 la May James my experiences as psychology teacher and hope she will always know her les- sons. To Mary Beckett. 1 bequeath my love for Josephine. to inspire her to greater and nobler deeds. I. imogene Stepp, will to Nancy Nelson my excess flesh, and to Margaret Sanders I leave all of my love letters, so that she may learn the technique. I, Alice Ellington, will to Leonora Anderson my wonder- ful ability to translate French and to Nedra Deans my musical voice. 1, Elizabeth Fleming, do hereby will and bequeath to Gladys Cross my old Home Economics recipes, hoping that they will be of much aid when ‘‘Harris” comes along. I. Elsie Hartfield, leave to Martha Monroe my package of eighty-seven blue letters (hoping they inspire you as they did me), and to Connie Perry I leave my senior privileges (you won't find them with a microscope, though). I. Blanche Hall, do will to Laura Altman my reputed Senior dignity. (How's that for a starter, little sister?).. I. Etta Hubbard do hereby will to Ruth Severson, my little sister, my ability to interpret Miss Hoyt's history lecture notes. 1, Elizabeth Hight, do hereby will and bequeath to Mildred Hale my somber disposition. To Margaret Tipton 1 leave my quiet ami submissive nature. I, Estelle Isenhour, do hereby will to Roy Ellen Osborne my great scientific ability, in the hope that she will be able to prove whether roosters lay eggs. To Peggy Porter I will my magnifying glasses, so that she will be sure to see her Senior privileges. I, Nelle Jackson, will to Eleanor Chcnoweth my willing- ness to cooperate and to Mildred Coe my class spirit. 1, Lou Ada Jay roe, do hereby will and bequeath to Caroline Heriot my ability to get to Miss Watkins’ English classes on time and also my authoritative window-gazing while in those classes. I. Faye Smith, do bequeath to Natalie Tom bras my ability to look cheerful on all occasions, and to Sara Elizabeth Jones my position as P. C. at Montreat. To both of them 1 be- queath my uncontrollable love for mince meat pie. I, Mary Stowe, will to Marietta Walker and to Helen Dav- enport my various and numerous Senior privileges with the sincerest hopes that they will not completely spoil them. I. Cariotta Sanders, do will to my “little sisters, Sarah Adams and Frances Humphrey, my place on the bus en route to and from old Virginia. I. Florence Wardrep, do will to Nell Sarles my ability to be a Fairy and my strange powers of coordination and sinis- trality. To Margaret Bower, my Yankee little sister. 1 will my love for Tennessee, hoping that she will continue to make her Tennessee roommate happy. 1. Ruby Wheeler, do will and bequeath to Lillie Mac Cous- ins my immense understanding, hoping that it will never ven- ture any farther from her head than it is already. I. Nell Wilson, do bequeath to my “little sisters, Margaret Ramscur and Lois Cassady, the faithful old shoes that 1 hope will serve them as bedroom slippers. There will be one for each of you. 1, Sadie Hall Woodruff, leave to Elizabeth Holler my abil- ity to get to places on time, thus avoiding the rush in order to get a front row seat. To Louise Kelly, I leave the joy of ex- pecting my relations” every Sunday and on special holidays. To both of them, I leave my greatest accomplishment of “goose Stepping. and hope this will inspire them to take the higher walk of life. I, Mary Delle Wilkins, do hereby will to Nellie Simpson the key to the costume room, hoping she will get as much pleas- ure as I have gotten from visiting the room at all hours of the day or night, and 1 assure Nellie there will be no time when she will be without a new spring hat. I, Mary Elizabeth Gibert. do hereby will my good sense of balance to Frances Rodman, and my password in Miss Wat- kins' class— 1 don’t know —to Ida Lyle. I, Peggy Sloop, do hereby will to my big little sister. Mary Ruth O'Quinn, my ravenous appetite with which I can eat and not gain. To Laura Mae Brown 1 do will my innumerable freckles to complete her collection. 1. Ruth Pcniand, do hereby will to Sarah Rudisill my ability to concentrate on my lessons and to Jessie Gouge 1 be- queath my ability to put off 'till tomorrow what I should do today. Signed: Adelaide Brown, Class Lrnvyer. -----------o----------- SENIOR COLLEGE CLASS PROPHECY It was my first vacation, and I was making a tour of New York. I entered the newly opened restaurant just off Broadway, and who do you think greeted me?—Mildred Knox, the new proprietor—Mildred Knox, whom 1 hadn't seen for ten years, not since we had left Montreat. Of course we immediately be- gan to talk of our Dear Old Alma Mater. Mildred told me that Nancy Boyd was her assistant and that Frances Cunning- ham was their hostess. I was thrilled at seeing three of my old associates at one time, but the surprise had only begun. When the floor show began, the master of ceremonies stepped forth and announced, Ladies and Gentlemen, tonight we are presenting for the first time in New York the latest sensation in tap dancers. For the past twelve months she has held all Europe spellbound with her fast dancing. May 1 present Miss Adelaide Brown and her manager, Robert --------. ’ Well, 1 finally got seated and Mildred and 1 began to talk. She told me that she had received a card from Miss Wat- kins, who was touring England, with Bill Shakespeare and M jss Lord as chaperons. Peggy Sloop was now dean at a Girls’ school on an Indian Reservation in Oklahoma. She was liking it just fine.” And Laurie Reynolds—Oh! She has made a great success as a social service worker in the slums of Norfolk. Virginia. She did a wonderful work last win-tcr. Nancy came and relieved Mildred. She told me that Nan- nette Choate ran a smart Dress Shoppe just off Park Ave. where people had individual clothes designed. She showed me a clipping announcing the marriage of Miss Carolyn Allan, beautiful professional model for the Odor- less Perfume Company to Count No-Count. The wedding took place at the “Little Church off Times Square.' By this time I was so anxious to learn about the rest of my dear school mates that Adelaide and I, for she had joined us after the performance, decided to go to the fortune teller around the corner. He had us give him a list of names that we wished to know about. After this he gave us a queer kind of tea to drink and re- peated over and over to us the list of names. Finally I lost

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THE SUN DIAL Montreat Collfck Dedication We wish to dedicate this issue of The Sun Dial to Mrs. J. Fred (Elizabeth Doggett) Johnson, who for three years was a faculty member most highly beloved by the teachers and stu- dents of Montreat College. Mrs. Johnson’s work among the students was such as only a person of the rare combination of common sense, friendly interest, pleasing personality, culture, and refinement could ac- complish. The Staff.