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

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Jin fRftunrium A friend of Montreat's has wakened from the dream we call life into the reality of eternity. At Mr. Dorsey's death, our loss was great, but his gain even greater. We mourn our loss, for he was a friend of long standing and one whom we valued because of his interest in the college and in each of its students. To each of us it was a personal loss which cannot soon be for- gotten. 28

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well, Julia Harris, Betty Brown, Nina James, Viola Webster, and Ruth Jean Marvin. Because we had learned a little more about this business of getting an education, our second year was somewhat more success- ful than our first. Then our third year came. We were the Jolly Juniors and tried to live up to our name. Again we lost a few mem- bers, but in their places we welcomed these: Patsy Smith, June Ritchie, Beth Hayes, Phyl- lis Brown, Virginia Kallam, Bessie Jane Lynch, Lewellyn Cain, Elizabeth Scott, Mary Milne, and Priscilla Noyes. Our Junior year was the most successful thus far. Under the leadership of our beloved sponsor. Miss Por- ter, we worked hard but still had time to have loads of fun. At the end of this year we all came out feeling ready, willing, and able to face our last year with courage, confidence and as- surance, and to make it our very best. At last it arrived—the year we had anticipated so long. Our Senior Year. We were on the final lap of our journey up the Road of Knowl- edge. As before, we received new members in our midst. These were: Paulina Wenz, Mary Redding, Helen Cain, Helen Hardie, Janet Carlisle, Mary Bauman, and Louise Goodman. Again we had Miss Porter for our sponsor and she again led us through a happy, successful year. At the end we came out with flying colors to receive the diplomas for which we had worked four long years. And now that we have attained that goal we will press on to the greater goals on the Highway of Life. —Eloise Miller, Historian. tCL CLIlIl at all the frightened little school girls. She had been disappointed in love and there- fore had come back to take up a solitary ex- istence and wreck vengeance upon Montreat which she blamed for her state. On the way back to my seat I saw Janet Carlisle who had become A. R. Bauman, Jr.'s private secretary. What a woman! Next on the program I was pleasantly sur- prised to see Priscilla Noyes, a cello soloist, accompanied by Paulina Wenz at the piano. Having a headache I went to the infirmary only to be greeted by Cora Sapp standing guard in Miss Bedinger's place. Being so fortunate in such a short time, I stuck around a while longer in hopes that my good luck would continue. It did. When I went to the real estate agent's place I met his wife—none other than the former Caro- lyn Frame. In conversation it came out that two of our classmates had gone to far dis- tant climes. Mary Milne had returned to her beloved Scotland, married the head of the McGregor Clan and was bringing up her children on The Scots wha hae wid Wallace bled, and Ye flowerin' braes o' Bonnie Doon. Helen Hardie had returned to Brazil as a missionary, often returning to the States to lecture on her experiences. For an entire month my stay returned nothing but useless search. In desperation I ventured out for a little entertainment. It was the last time for, lo and behold, the worm had turned and Teenie Goodman had turned into Tremendous Goodman, the fat lady in a circus. I had to climb a rope lad- der hung from her neck to hear what she was saying. She greatly relieved my trou- bled mind by telling me of Helen Cain and Mary Redding who were both happily mar- ried in their respective home towns. At last my stay came to an end, for upon my return to my cottage I found the superin- tendent of my former abode ready to return me to said place. On the v ay out we saw numerous trucks loaded with sand and shells entering the gate. We stopped the last of these and discovered that some Bennett lady was coming and bringing part of Vir- ginia Beach with her so the family wouldn't get homesick. —Isabelle Carter, Class Prophet. 27

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doLhyz izSz-nLon ifixo ilmcy (Continued from Page 24) school, but Egbert, who is still a bachelor, comes around for tea every Thursday after- noon. On graduating from school, Lois Casady went to New York where she conceived the idea of consolidating all the organ grinders (and their monkeys) into one company, and says “The Times her business is swell. Gladys Cross, who is living with her, has become a playwright, and many of the Little Theatre Off Times Square's perform- ances are penned by her. Agnes Dalton has also become world- known, for she has invented a fork which oy merely pushing a button gathers such food as spaghetti and lettuce. Ernestine Foulke's popularity is ever grow- ing, for each cross word puzzle she produces is harder than the one before, but the fans continue struggling even though the critics say she coins her own words. By this time we were nearing the shore and we forgot our former mates in the thrill of reaching the heart of Africa. However, the next day. as we started roaming through the jungles, we resumed our conversation and Ellen Lee informed me that Ruth Gillis had become a florist and her slogan is Say it with flowers. Flora Gordon has become an educational reformer and the eyes of the world are upon her, for she is raising Quins according to Emile. By this time the noises of the Jungle had nearly terrified me, and all of a sudden there came a sound like none I had ever heard before, and I was ready to run back, but the guides informed me that there was an elephant hunt going on. Desiring to see this spectacle we pushed on and soon I was face to face with Laura Mae Brown, who had become a big game hunter in Africa. Well, surprise is not the v ord for the feelings I had on meeting her, but there she was, surrounded by a band of African sav- ages with whom she could easily converse, and carrying a gun, a spear, a bowie knife, and a net. After hearing of the trip we v ere taking, she decided to abandon her hobby and accompany us to Ellen Lee's Mis- sion at which place we would separate, Laura Mae to go back to her occupation, Ellen Lee to her profession, and me to sail for home. Quite naturally our conversation turned back to our old friends, and we once more took up our accounts of them, for Laura Mae had heard from many others. She told us that Nancy Holler had become a detective and had acquired all of Sherlock's charac- teristics except that of smoking a pipe. Katherine Hustead is a collector of early manuscripts for the British Museum, and she is said to be their most valuable employe. Elizabeth Hall is a nurse at Johns Hopkins and it is said there there is a patient who becomes sick at least every month, because of the attention he receives from a certain nurse. Eleanore Chenoweth spends most of her time sailing from the United States to Eng- land, for she is to wed the British Ambassa- dor, but is a West Virginian still. Sara Jones is, of course, wedded to Char- lie, and as he has invented a new slot ma- chine they are planning to take their world cruise before long. Mabel Johnson has at last perfected her spring dance and is now touring Europe giving performances in all of the leading theatres. Ila May James owns a kangaroo farm in Australia and business is said to be jump- ing. Louise Kelly is writing a sequel to Emily Post's Book of Etiquette and is the well known authority on customs and manners of the day. Mary Lang is the criminal lawyer for pris- ons at Sing Sing and A1 Capone is said to be her chief custom client. Edna Leonard is the owner of a fox farm, and her name appears in the coats of all the leading socialites of the day—(fox will ever be stylish.) Elizabeth McClelen and Alice Prime have made themselves a place in history, for they have encircled the world twice in a non- stop flight, by means of their fuel-drawing magnate which can draw gas a mile above the earth's surface. Roy Ellen Osborne is one of the chief pro- moters of the new educational systems in the country, but is continuing her teaching of the fourth grade in the Black Mountain School. Mary Ruth O'Quinn is head of the Brides Cooking School in America. and this es-