Peace College - Lotus Yearbook (Raleigh, NC)

Text from Pages 1 - 140 of the 1906 volume:

?v  r,K P, l! lv.T TTTTEUBU u1- BURmL MEMORIAL UBRARV PEACE COLLEGE - PEACE PEACE INSTITUTE t l otus 190fi VOL. V M C M V I Published Annually by the p Qlflrta Ma anh tljp S-igma jpijt IKappa ortrttfH parp 3lnstttittP of Salrtg!]. Nnrtlj (Carnltna 6408 r r f ar r Dear Friends : Please be real gDoi to m;, I am only five years old, and I ' ll try to do better when I get older. It ' s the funniest thing, every year I have a new set of nurses -they call themselves some big names, E-D-I-T-O-R-S, I believe — and I certainly must give them a heap of trouble. My! you just ought to hear them scrapping over me. Why you can hear them all over the house. Some of them want me to be one way, some another way, and they call me dreadful names, too. I don ' t like them much, even if it was all for my good, and I was real glad when they sent me away. Don ' t you see I need somebody to be nice to me? Won ' t you? Respectfully yours, THE ANNUAL. P. S. — Oh yes, I must have been mighty sick just before they sent me off, for they sat up with me for two or three nights, rial l,iit If I hadn ' t been awful sick they wouldn ' t have tip-toed around so, and been afraid to make a noise. P. S. — Another reason why I know I was sick, is, they gave me two or three great big bottles of jokes that tasted bitter and burnt my throat, some history pills, and other bad medicine. N. B. — I ' ll have a new set of nurses next time. I killed every one of them this year; but I couldn ' t help it. Don ' t ( ; vr be an ANNUAL. Snasta to tlir iFarulty This is the time of the year For good wishes and good cheer, So fill up The loving cup, And toast all those we hold dear. Here ' s to our President, who is in his glorv When telling his girls an old war story. To our I ady Principal wc ' 11 now give a toast For in time of dire need, then she ' s worth a great host. . Here ' s to our English Master and Poet, iJ He ' s trained us in verse, but perhaps we don ' t show it. Here ' s to the one who can always foretell When we ' 11 miss our hard lessons, or say them full well. Here ' s to Dr. Moment, so good and so wise. Whose eloquence lifts us right up to the skies. lere ' s to one who is found in the laboratory; Popularitv, beauty — that ' s an old, old story. Here ' s to Miss Jones, with her winning smile, And enough good nature to stretch a mile. Let ' s drink to her who teaches Expression ; For she forgives us our every transgression. And now, my friend, till up your glass, And drink to the head of the Chorus Class. Here ' s to our fiddler with golden hair, Who can make 3 ' ou feel as though treading on air. Here ' s to our darling little Miss Mabel; Although she is small, you will find she ' s quite staljle. Here ' s to Miss Sexsniith, with knowledge to burn, When we want information, ' tis to her that we turn. Here ' s to Miss Abernethy, whom children adore. May she live long, and prosper, and have trouble no more. Here ' s to Miss Leipold, our artist is she Who hails from fair Germany, over the sea. Here ' s to Mrs. Dungan, so small and so neat. The girls all agree that she ' s lovely and sweet. Here ' s to Dr. Haywood, who makes lots of jokes. But oh, the concoctions that down us he pokes! Here ' s to the man who presides over all. When we play the piano, elocute, or just squall. Then here ' s to fair Peace, long, long may she stand A joy and a blessing throughout all the Southland. Elsie Griffi.n. ?Bitonal taff CLAUDIA B. McCULLEr S LIZZIE R. ROBERTS II (I. M vj, K KiiiTiiR- IN. Chief Editor. in-Chief CLAUDE B. CALDWELL C ( ) R R !■: s p o N 1 1 1 N r, !•; I ) n ( 1 R IDA G. BLOUNT Advertising Edihir MARTHA L. ROBERTSON MARY W. FOSTER CoMTC Editors KATHLEEN U. WALKER Hi siNESs Manager EX-OFFICIO MAROIE O. SCOTT LILY H. PAIR EDITORIAL STAFF oG MttorH Margaret Graham Scott, B. L. S. Tho tain President of Class of os- ' ob; Editor of Lotus ' o - ' of Vice-President Y. W. C, A. ' o5- ' o6; President Sigm Phi Kappa Society ■o5- ' o6; President Junior Class t •o4- ' o5 ; Member of Tennis Cluli ' oj- ' of. ; Leader of Mi; sion Study Class ' o5- ' o6 Jessie Pauline Bumpas ■Oh ' I knmv Thou hast a tongue t Herds would forget 1 Stand still and lose t t graze and savage I : fierceness but to hear thee ice-President of Class of ' o5- ' o6; Secretary of Sigma Phi Kappa Society ' o5- ' o6; Graduate in the School of Expression ' 06; Secretary of Y W C A ' o;- ' o6; Mem- ber of Basket-Ball Team of ' oc- ' o6. Pan ' sy Elizabeth Fetner, B. L. S. Secretary of Class of ' oi- ' ( 6. Trea« Class; Treasurer of Class of ' o5- ' o6 Makv Lura Sherrill, A. ■■Lurd, d.i not ci Poet of Class ofo5- ' o6; President of Pedagogy Class; President of Soi.homore Class of ' oj- ' o,? LiLV Helex Pair, B. L. S. As gtnid as she is fair. Historian of the Class of ' os- ' oe-. President of Phi Theta Mu Society ' o5- ' o6; Editor of Lotus ' o5- ' o6; President of Y. W. C, A. ' os- ' oe; Member of Basket-Bail Team ' os- ' o6; Treasurer of Y. W. C A. ' o4- ' o5; Treasurer o Y. W. C. A. ' o3- ' o4; Member of Tennis Club ' o4- ' o5; Secretary of Pedagogy Class ' o5- o6; President o Missionary Society ' o4- ' o5. Claudia Beatrice McCullers, B. L. S. She knows what ' s what and that ' s as high As nietaphysic wit can fly l ' ro|.het of the Class of ' o5- ' oft, Edilor-in-Chicf of the L.irts ' os- ' ob. Member of Basket-Bail Team ' os ' oh; Member of Tennis Club ' oj- ' oh; Member ..f Art Club ' 05- ' o(i; Superintendent of Practice ' o5- ' o6. A ?Bu«Mr of Wlh iCrltfrH Sci.ttiml.tT 8th. 1902 My nearest, Siccctcst Marllui:—l ha c cried a week on a stretch because I must ;_;o off to school to-morrow. I feel beastly after all my weeping to no purpose, for go I must, if it kills me, I know I shan ' t like Peace one bit and I hope I shan ' t. Last night Will was around to see me and stayed until way after eleven o ' clock. Only think, it ' s the last time I shall see him till next Christmas. I know it will be horrid up there, never to have any boys around. Of course you know I am not crazy about boys, but it is nice to have candy and flowers once in a while + + Do please, dearie, write me just as soon as you get tins and aildress it to Peace Insti- tute. Peace, September 21st, 1902. My Ou-u Pear Mother: — Everything and everybody is so strange that I am positively wild to get one more good look at a familiar face. I am frantic to see somebody or some- thing I know. I could kiss old Joe, if he is a dog, with heartfelt joy at the sight of a friend. I have cried so much my head aches like fury and my eyes feel like balls of fire. I have about decided that a diploma isn ' t worth all the tears and longings I have undergone for the past week. I can ' t go to my meals without making a crank of myself crying. I get choked and have to leave the table. Oh, it ' s awful to be home-sick. This house is so big I got lost the first morning. It ' s one hundred and five day. till time to go home. How shall 1 ever live through them! Oh, I know I shall die if some of you don ' t come to see me! We ha ' e to get up every morning at seven o ' elock, and I mojie around all day, sleej y and cross as a bear. Some of the girls are perfectly happy up here, but sure thing I ' m not. Do please, if you love your darling child one bit, write every day to your homesick daughter. • Old Lizzie:— Sweet child, yoi s letter. 1 am at last at Pea Pkai K. OcK.l. er 2Vl IQ03. aust forK.v, and ,fs t ' u ! ■ ' I 1 ol.l frienci un-en ' t l.i 1 for  .■en h.,11 ntint; so lu-sick- a long to since the Hrst three weeks of strangeness, though some of the girls still g(i mnj.mg aroiunl Hke sick kittens. I feel sorry for them ami I ' m so glad am satisfied Miss Nannie, the Lady Principal, took us out to A. M. to dress parade Friday and vc had such a glorious time. I never saw so many boys and my! — not every one of them is a handsome fellow — some were real cute thovigh. I tell you what, we behaved like regular grown-ups (when Miss Xannie was looking): I won ' t say icliat we did when her eye was in another direction. Honestly, Lizzie, I have ucirr yd seen anylhing to e iual the- rats u]j here — ihcy are as big as cats. Last night after light hell one abominable little thmg — l ig thing. I mean — got on the table to eat some cake I had left there: and such rattling of paper you never heard. I could hardly believe it wasn ' t somebody. I got up to light a candle, but of course I stumbled over a rocking chair and went down headlong against the washstand In the meantime two rats ran right over my toes, I gave one awful scream which brought two teachers to the room. They demanded what all that noise meant. It means. I said, that these rats have scared the wits out of me, and I can ' t sleep. Of course we can ' t say anything to Mr. Dinwiddie about the rats because he ' d be sure to say, If you girls would listen to me and not have so much mess to eat lying around, the rats wouldn ' t bother you. But I believe I would rather have cake and rats than neither, so. please send me some cake just as soon as you get this letter Your fond and faithful friend. Raleigh. X. C. Septemlier 15th. 1903. .Wv Siccclcst Mary: — School has opened again and you can ' t imagine hi w good it seems to have been here before and to know some of the girls. Do you realize that I am a Sophomore this year ' It was just great — seeing the old girls again. You never saw so much hugging and kissing in your life. We girls do have a grand time after we get over our homesick stage, I shall never forget how one of the girls in our class last year cried from sunrise till sunset (and even later I heard). She says mnc. homesick is not in her vocabularv + The old girls gave a reception to the new girls last week and such a time as wf had ' It really is amusing to watch the new girls — when you are not a new girl yourself. Say. don ' t you want to come to Peace ' Better come: we are going to have tht- most l)nlliant Senior Class in the history of this school — won ' t you ioin us ' We ' 11 take our sheepskins in 1906 — A long time off I tell you. Write soon to Your loving friend. Peace, February 23d. 1904 Dearest Old Mary:- — We had svich a scrumptuous time last night. One of the societies entertained on George Washington ' s Birthday. Everybody was dressed in colonial style. and if you had happened in you would have recognized all of the great men and ladies of that time. I was Lafayette Several of the girls were blacked and thty made the dandiest negroes you et-er saw. L Reel an il cake walk. Tliey n« head waiter, who comes l,p here. .■?vrr ' .., i ' has a ru.sf. er saw ( except .)• «). I kiss in to hai ,e a ease, don ' t vuti Vuu would have .lieil laughing t.j see ihem thmce tlio Vii were rich specimens of those days I tell you espL-cially up from Goldsboro every year to help out. Say. did you ever have a case on a girl ' Its all the I ' in crazy about the dearest, sweetest, darlingest, girl ' her gootl night every night, and lots in between Its sii think so ? The A. M. boys gave us a serenade last night and. at the first yell, the girls all made a dead rush for the front verandas — and .vc did Mr. Dinwiddic. Of course you can ' t blame the girls for wanting to hear a serenade, and I suppose we ought not to blame Mr, Dinwiddie for not enjoying them: for he loves to go to bed at half past nine o ' clock, and thev ilo not alw ' ays respect his hours. But its loads of fun to Mi to be serenaded Sat n till one o ' clock night before last studying for that horrid i)hy.sic.s t-xaniination- Dun ' t reckun I ' ll g-. I... bed at all to-night I hate exams. Don ' t you ' Vuur uld chum. Rai.kigh. X ( ' , Octiiber 31st. IQ04 My Darling 0 ' .-— At last I am a Junior and I am having the time of my life— or I had it last week. Even if we do ha e [o study hanl. we have grand old times up here. Last week was fair week Well, you know Uncle Frank was chief marshal, so that made it swell for me. On Wednesday I rode in great state to the fair grounds in the carriage heading the parade and I tell you I felt like somebody. Thursday, four or five of us girls went out together and we had a dandy time l)umming around. Our chaperone was perfectly grand. But listen! child. Thursday night I ivent to the inarsliol ' .s ho!!. Oh. I shall never forget the time I had — stunning, no name for it. I got some regalias, too Scho .l girls do have g .od times. I don ' t care what some of them say. We arc a happy crowd ui here Dun ' t you belie e it ' Suppose you come and see. Peace, February loth, igo5 Mv l or!ni i .,r; ,--We miss you terribly this year, but you may ' thank ynur lucky stars you are missing these junior examinations. Honestly, they are the very bane of my existence. I fear I shall be grey-headed and wrinkled when next you see me, if 1 have to stand many more like that on Junior English to-day. It was the toughest I ' ve ever stood, just miserable! I sat up till three o ' clock night before last studying for it, crouched down at mv closet under chairs and lilankets to hide the candle I skipped to Jane ' s room one night last week during studv liour and was liarciy seated before some one knocked — If vou remember hnw we u.scd to kick o cr chairs anil tables trying to get in the closet, under the bed ut behind the screen many a time last year, you ' ll know what happened next. In a few seconds Jane called. Come. as if nothing had hap- pened, and in icalkcd — the duly teacher. She seated herself in the rocker, and settled down for a long chat. Same old story of prolonged misery from sufiFocation ami cramj — then the final surrender, for which I had to report Absent from dut ' It ' s a mess the way someljody catches you every time you try to have any fun. There ' s the light bell so I must stop. Vour best and dearest friend. Pi-:. ,. October lotli, jrave and re erc the same old sti the Senior Class igo5. r— Stll .1 v Per (;ertriidc:—Can y Hi bcUevc ihal ;im at last a j Lots of the ol.l girls are back and lots of them are missing, but it ' s and stand examinations. There are jxist half a dozen girls in but we are doing our best to uphold the Class dignity. I tell you what, we don ' t fail to enjoy our privileges. It ' s a-orlli four voars to be allowed to go like we do. Don ' t you rememlier what an exquisite feeling of importance you hail when Miss Xannie called your Senior Class in and gave you yotir privileges? I must confess u-e fell like the chosen race that day. For there is a joy imtold in 1 ] ulled or your pictures taken without a teacher looking on There is just as much casing as ever in school — possibly i on that as the failing of the Freshs and Sophs. Of course, ice ness any more. We had all manner of fun initiating the new girls this ye jiretty green to begin with, however .ible to ha ' ■ vour teeth the Senior Chiss looks idulge in such foolish- We are learning a about Rousseau. Pestalozzi, Sfn in Pedagogy. We are the wisdom of the school I can ass With much love and manv kisses, Vuur fond frien.l, Pi-:. CE. Ma ftearcsl Katie Lee. l am almost dead from working on the Annu; to get out a dandy this year. Our brains have been so much mixed ii work, I dare say we shall have difficulty in extricating ourselves. Being a Senior isn ' t so much fun, after all. is it Fresh, work is harder; Junior, tough, but Senior, no name for it It s a rush from bell (often before and after, but the teachers don ' t know it ) I can assure you we make good use of our privileges. We are not lehol v unknoun at the drug store (as to that, you ' 11 recall your own experience I suspect). Heretofore we could occasionally smuggle pickle, but a-lack-a-day SV or, ' .- must not soil their palates with the unwhnlesomeness of sour things. So wc drown our woes in drinks — at the soda fountain onfusion oph , still till light slKirt weeks we shall have passcil the last of Mr. StocUani ' s l.e shall also have passed our golden opportunity of getting wisdo me advice to this young Senior Class? J, by all means, and see us take our diplomas (? u-c do). irs in love and devotion, Lily Helen Pair, Hisio A ICtttlp Slourupy into % Warih :-S the northbound tram pulled into Mebane, North Caro- lina, on the twelfth day of September, nineteen hun- dred and nine, the passengers on board heard a great clamor, and, on looking out the windows, saw such an excited crowd of people that they immediately Ijegan to scramble for the door of the car, thinking there surely must have been a wreck, or some awful calamity; but on reaching the platform thev discov- ered, from the showers of rice and the promiscuous throwing of old shoes, that it was only a bridal party bidding farewell to Margie and Mr. Blanks, who were off to Chicago on their bridal tour. As the lovely bride and handsome groom step- ped upon the platform. Mrs. Scott could be heard above all others: Now vou must be good to Margie, for you know she has always been my idol. And, Margie, dear child, write me to-night. Yes, mamma, I will; goodbye — good- bye, Sissie, and grandma. With these words she passed into the car, al- though the good-byes and waving of handkerchiefs did not cease until the train was lost to view. Having settled themselves comfortably and purchased The Washington Post, they looked over the columns relating to theatre news, trj ' ing to decide at which place of amusement they would spend the evening. Oh, Jack! let ' s go to the Academv. I have wanted to see The Merchant of Venice played by real actors ever since the Senior Class of 1904 gave it at Peace. So it was agreed that they should go to the Academy of Music. At last the train reaches Greensboro where they change cars for Wash- ington. As thev enter the car of the northbound train, Mr. Blank is startled bv a little scream from Margie, who rushes up to a young lady in the other end of the car, and, greeting her after the fashion of Peace girls, exclaims: Why, Pansy Fetner, where on earth did you come from and where are vou going? Well, Margie Scott, who expected to see you? Then Pansy explained that she had been elected head of the primary department of the public schools at Danville, Va. And, oh, Margie! she cried, I am so distressed; one of my trunks is lost, and nt course it is the one in whieh I hiu my most im]ii rtant things. In it are my cards with the alphabet on them, my box of scissors, mv tooth-picks and blocks for use in number work, my manilla paper, and mv black board stencils. Oh! what on earth will Miss Royster sav, when she hears of it. But let me get Mr. Blank to help you find it, suggests Margie. Well, but who is he? asks Pansy. Whereupon Margie, blushing profuselv. explains the situation. Ujion reaching Danville the missing trunk is found to Pansy ' s great relief. Without further adventures the happy couple arrive at Washington at six-thirt - p. 111., and after supper are driven to the Academv. As the curtain rises upon the second scene, Margie is filled with amazement to see Jessie in the role of Portia. After unsuccessful attempts to speak with the star of the play, our friends learn from the manager that Miss Bumpas. after completing her course at Emerson m nineteen hundred and eight, decided that her life work should be the study and portrayal nf the women of Shakes- peare Yes, said Margie, 1 alwa s knew that Jessie had it in her power to become something great. After a few days ' stay m Washmgtcjn they leave for Philadelphia, where they visit friends for a day or so. On their arrival they find several letters which have been forwarded them. Among these Margie finds one from Marv Shernll, who, she told Mr. Blank, would never be satisfied until she had com- [ileted the courses in all the colleges in Anicrua. and then with the hel]i of Miss Royster. establish one of her own to meet her demands. Mary wrote of the delightful time she was having at Cornell, and the vast difference between that university and Randolph-Macon College, at which place she had been graduated the year before. On the last day of their sojourn in the Quaker Citv. Margie receives a post card from Claudia Mi-( ' ul1ers. telling her that she will pass through Mebane on her way to Xcw ' ork. where on the twentieth, she expects to sail for Europe to study the great works of art. Margie is at once seized with a desire to see Claudia and find out why she has given up the plans made at school and gone back to her work. They board the train for New ■|lrk where the - are lust in time to exchange such sentences as these; Yes. Claudia, you know I could never argue, especially when the case was one of the heart. But. .Margie, don ' t embarrass me bv asking how. when, or where: I can onl - remind you of niv motto: ' Seek and ye shall find. ' No .1 don ' t think Mr. Blank is the only man. fori am leaving some who are )ust as attractive and perhaps one who is more so — but let ' s change the subject. When did you hear from Lilv ' Whv. we are on ou ' way now to Chicago to make her a visit. You know. Lilv but just here the whistle blew ami Claudia hurrioil on boanl. and Marijie, after yellniK to her to be sure to visit the Pyramids, returned with Mr. Blank to the hotel. The next day Mr. and Mrs. Blank leave for Chicago. As Lilv does not appear on the scene when the tram pulls into the city, Mr. Blank asks the lady in waiting if a Miss Pair had tieen inquiring for that train. Well, I don ' t know, sir. as that was her name, but a tall, stately, young lady left a message with me for a Mr. and Mrs. Blank. Are you the gentleman? Yes. said Mr. Blank. Well, sir, the ladv said, tell her friends to drive immediatelv to the office of the chairman of the American Com nittee of the Young Women ' s Christian Association. Well, now, if that isn ' t just like Lib, said Margie. It was always duty before pleasure with her. I dare say we shall not see her till her meeting is over. Well, dear, we will make the wait pleasant bv talking of all the friends you have seen and heard from on our trip. O, that will be grand, said Margie. Let me see if I can remember the little quotations we found for each of them when they were written up in the Annual. Cl.. UDI. B. McCuLLERS, C7c7. ' ;, Prophet. Lesmseia Kevisea Listen, nij ' sisters, And I shall tell How this poem came To be written s., well. I ve studied lonK weeks Th,. ' this dues n ' t show I ve made futile efforts.- Alas ' I m no poet. But friends to the rescue So gallantly came. ■m sure the i Will brinK i •suit Just what view to take Of this glorious Class. To best show our value We ' ve searched thro ' our books We ' ve looked all around. In chemistry lastly. A compound is found Of unknown concoctions Both acid and base ; Results of our efTiirts Befo ■pla. III. In dear old Margie We certainly find Properties of carbon. Most well defined. Dazzlingly brilliant At times she appears As rich as the iewels In Ethiop ' s ears. Life spent without her Would be incomplete. She casts rays of sunlight On all she may meet. IV. Firm, lasting, refinintj. Pure calc ium we find. With this we place Jessie Foremost in our mind. One thing ' tis certain Wet Their influence and Do all purify. Above all things else In arts they excel. The extent of their val ' T would take long t. 1 t agr Sodium s We find And chlorine, ' tis true. O ' erpowering may be. Now bring them together They both will act well. That stablest of compounds Just NaCl, Now. really, dear people. There ' s no cause for mirt F.ir Lily is truly The salt of the earth. VIII, Mo , lasting and useful Of all I must say. It acts with great force On all in its way. If friction we place Upon its nitrate There ' 11 be an explosion Exceedingly great. But Claudia, too. Like potassium, is foui To shine with bright lusl On all those around. We turn now to see The emblem of which We 11 express by Fe, With iron as with Pansy Let ' s not be deceived. At first their full value Can not be perceived. That wonderful powe Of magnetic force Which they use everi Just what all these form. I can not explain. It might cause some gladne It might catise some pain. There ' s one tfcing I know. T will never bring shame. Let us trustfully hope That it may bring us fan Decide now. dear friends. I really don ' t know. Am I H N O J. Or just plain HjO M, RV LUR Shf.rrii.1. East IJJiU anil arsitaiurnt We, the pnior ffilaaa of 19116 of Intact SiiBtituf. f the City of Raleigh, of the State of North Carolina, being of souml mind, do make and declare this to be our Uist will and testament: I We tic bequeath to the Freshman Class our knowledge of Physiology, provided they agree to have their milk teeth extracted immediately after entering College, They must also promise not to cut their wisdom teeth before leaving the Fresh, year. They must train the muscles of their eves to overlook the pickles and cakes in the bottom of an express package (this is not neces- sary but it is certainly wise). They must not feed the brain on too many sar- dines or the convolutions will out measure those of Mr. Dinwiddle and everything they buy will double in price. To gain the heavenly throne of Peace, they must train their nerves to work in accordance with our Lady Principal ' s, Above all they must not let a single A. M, boy see the work of Cupid in their hearts. Lastly, to these Fresh, young minds we do also magnanimously bequeath the salt of our sapient intellectual powers. To the Sophomore Class we do resign with profound regret (?) the fasci- nating pursuit of the French Kings over the soil of western Europe. We sin- cerely hope that you may have the wisdom to settle them more quickly in your receptive minds than they had the strength to settle themselves on the unwel- come territory of their conquered foes. Before you can successfully pass this examination we advise you to be able to recognize every hallowed spot whereon the mighty foot of Charlemagne did rest. Know well what this great man did eat, and do you, if you wish to rule men. eat likewise. To these sophistical Sophomores, in addition, we leave our Socratic reasoning faculty and a quart bottle of condensed exercises to be taken sparingly and only on days when the elements make it imprudent to risk your bodies in the open air. Listen to the advice of your Seniors in years as well as in knowledge, and however, bitter the dose may be, swallow it bravely : for we have learned by experience that the reasoning faculty must be oiled daily, else the machine rusts and requires double force to move it on the morrow. Witli a feelint; akin to iiain we resign to you, gentle Juniors, our art of nducing the Muses to attend us in our poetical and musical flights. We can advise vou no more wisely than to suggest that you rapturously drmk in the words of wisdom as thev fall from the lips of our beloved poet, Mr. Stockard. We leave with you also, the cherished possession, our motto, When in doubt, abstain, provided you make the application at opportune times. We hand down our soft, low voices, which we cultivated for Mr. Dinwiddie ' s s[iecial benefit, with the proviso that you do not crack them. I asth ' , wc leave ()u a bottle of HCI and H 2S( )4. for performmg experi- ments in the laboratorx-. and also a dozen or two of canned symbols, which are as good as fresh ones and esjiecially necessary in the study of chemistry. IV Wi ' do lic(|ucath to the senior mathematicians of next year, our little iiam- phlct cntitlcil, The best method of solving puzzles relative to the working of trig., with ( xplanatorv notes on the ' cramming process. ' so olten used by students, on condition that the aforesaid mathematicians will use cautiously and not publish during our lifc-timc. V To the ciilirc Senior Class, with spasms, moans, and sighs, we leave our favorite Hutlcr ' s . nalog -. on condition that thev ]irove not a more brilliant Class than wc. To adil to our mumhcence we will also thmw m a grain or two of gra - matter, several ounces of perseverance, and a large bottle of brain stimu- lant to be used when the cortex of the cerebrum becomes inactive, and to be applied vi.gorously in the perusal of said Butler. We transmit our Inferential Method for ileilucing Psychological facts. with many apologus for its battered conchtion. It is considerably worn and liags at the knees, but a more effectual or safer method, we could not guarantee. When too old for use. patch with Miss Royster ' s method. Our scmnr pnviU-gcs you will hnd m a neat little jiackage on Miss Nannie ' s desk, labelled Handle with care. Please do not grab the box or let it fall. We had to be vcr careful with these privileges and can not bear to see them abused bv others In the left hand corner of the little liox, you will find a roll of advice, uhuli u had better heed. These privileges are left to iiu with the iniunctinii to follow our rule and never frequent (?) King ' s or the New Drug Store Wc hanil down our example, with full ]iermission for it to be transmitted to succeeding generations without reference to male or female. In- Tkstimonv Wiir-kKdl- ' , We ha -c herL ' Uiit..si ' l .,ur hands ami --rals, lliit .lay ..f May, one thoiisatid nine hundred and six. A. 1). This is to eertify that the foregoin.i instrument, consisting of 4 pa; cs. w; thereof, signed to he and ileclarcd by the said testators (as and fori theirlast ment in the presence of us. who in their presence and at their rec|uest and in of each other ha e sultscribcd our names as witnesses. Margie Scott (se. l), Jessie BrMp. s (se- l), P.wsv Fetner (se.il). M.VRY SlIKRRILI, (SE. L). Lily P. ir (se. l). Witnesses: Cl. udi. McCullers (!-e. l). Faculty, RoARn III- Tri ' stees. 4 it ' 1 ij a (Elaas of 19Dr Flower Colors Lily of the Valley Light Blue and White Motto Semper Fidelis Claude B. Caldwell President Mary Ki o Vice-President Kathleen- U. Walker Secretary Lady C. Doles Treasurer I DA Ct. Blount Historian Anxie Montague Beulah Robertson- Emmie Haywood Maduie B. Ellington DoRETiiA W. Farmer Susie McGee Millie S. Beard LARY Clarke Lillian Fields Annie Young Emma Kelley Gladys Wells Jean Jackson Blanche Penny Bessie Brown- Lois Edwards Sallie Cole j6 (UlasB ffitstnru IX tlic inenioral le year of nintteen humlred an l three, a mcdlev of damsels, portly maidens and bony ones, green-eyed ami sandy-haired ones — met in the capital of the old North State under the time-honored roof of Peace, with the one common interest in view — the search for common sense in an uncommon degree. Classes have come and classes have gone, but never was there such a Class as that of ' 07. It ' s members were particularlv wise even as Freshies, and showed what stutif they were made of in refraining from skipping and Ijuving pickles and chewing gum when the teacher ' s back was not turned. In beginning, the historian is reminded of the fact that the public expects a brief mention of at least some of tlVe various members of this illustrous Class. The majority are Tar Heels, reflecting honor upon their State, and i roving a source of pride to their Alma Mater. There are some from other States, who are, in their own eves, well worthv of mention. A Texas pony, becoming unruly, kicked, and he kicked so hard that the object of his vengeance was landed at Peace Institute. The slight scar which remains on the benign countenance of our beloved President as a result is cher- ished by us all as a memoir of the pony episode in which we consider ourselv es entirely the gainers. From down off the old rice plantation of the Palmetto State, and from the balmy Land of Flowers two of the members have strolled. Far surpassing any of her contemporaries in brilliancv of intellect — as well as quickness of intellect — Kathleen stands. This wonderful member devoured the whole of American Literature at a glance and she is never known to gaze into any book till the twenty minute bell. In sharp contrast to Kathleen is Blanche, whose candle may always be seen brightlv burning at the midnight hour. Patience and perseverance accomplish all things, so that we predict for her a future of renown. As for rushing, but, oh, mv, I am truly uneasy about Lady, her love cases might be counted bv the score, and so I will not attempt the enumeration here. In the year ' 04, the echo of our glad yell resounded once again on the dear old camp, and this time we numbered twentv-six strong. In this third year we have dwindled down considerably, yet we few remaining ones stick to the old motto Semper pdelis. The first two years like heavy ranks trooped 9 by tn martial music; the past year, however, lias hurried and scurried along so rapidly that a great dizziness overcame us which, of course, the wise Sophs. pronounced swell-headedness. Yet can you not forgive a little haughti- ness when you are reminded that the Rubicon is all but crossed. From the very beginning, by our good behavior and spunk, we gained favor in the eyes of our upper classmen and the Chief Executor. Our success in becoming dignified Juniors reached a culminating point when we were summoned to appear before our Chief, and we were then and there granted certain jirivileges, never before heanl of in tlic long history of Peace. But in the timely talk which was administered to us. our delight was in a measure restrained, and we realized fully the responsibility from thenceforward resting on our young shoulders. There were a few of us — sad to relate — who did. indeed, need this admonition, but now I am glad to announce that for them the old skipping days are a thing of the past. Tliey know what a privilege is privileges. Numerous idle hours have been spent by all. but on a whole the vear has been a progressive and successful one. The experiences of the past have taught us that work must precede success. And tliis is well, too, for in a short time we shall have to prepare to meet that Final Hurricane, whicli tills all with an indescribable horror, and in its merciless sweep carries awav all knowledge. The only thing that is apt to remain undisturbed liy this cyclone is that old, familiar maxim: Look it up. The historian realizes her inabilitv to do justice to so distinguished a bodv. She delegates the task to another, rich in experience and knowledge of wordlv things, who, will, at the end of the most resplendent of all the vears, hand down to posterity a fitting memorial. 1d, G. Blou.nt. Historian. To dfee J aiffiior O dear old Junior vear, How hapjjih- hast thou flitted ])ast On golden wings of Father Time And left behind deeds ne ' er sur];iass- ed. dear old Junior Class, Of toil and trouble, woe and fear, As well of wholesome fun and sport, Thou hast alwavs had thv share. O dear old Junior Class, How brightly gleams the o]cn dcor That leads to joyous Seniorhood, vSo, brave and true we ' ll upward soar. Ida G, Bt.ount (EiaBs of lana Flower Colors Carnation Pink and Wliitc Motto Nulla ] alnia sine pulx ' ere Frances Sharp President Clyde Dacchtkiiice Vice-Prcsidoit C(jRA Carter Scrrcliiry Amelia Stockard . 7 rcnsiiicr Marie Grh-fin llisloriaii Bern ICE Williams Ellen Stronacii (Iladys CiIAI ' MAN Mauv S. Junes Carrie McOiekn 1 ' attie i.EE Li ' .dKA James Luc-iLii M JE Mary I- xans 11 ELEN FtlRUES Mary RdBiNsfiN Lrzzii-; Rohlris CLASS OF ' oS S!UiC I ' ve only one page in ivlu ' ch to tell Oj all the things we ' ve done so ivell. Pray, how shall I begin f Mow tell of our march on the road to fame On the rugged paths by li ' hich ive camcf ] lany a duty we ' ve skipped, oj course; Oh. the hymns we ' ve learned perforce! Really a dreadful task it was Every Monday morning. Caring no more for a Freshman ' s folly. Learning great things by our stay in Raleigh. All are surprised by what we know. Se iiors and ' Juniors seem terribly green Since we wise . ' ophs. have appeared on the scene. Holmes, wc thought, ivrotc The Lady of the Lake, ' In this cve pnd ice ' vc umdca mistake. iScicuce has set our minds in a whirl. Teaching us wonders of this great world. Only two more years are before us now — Really, I can not tell just how You ' II find us in the end. —M.AKIE L. GKIFFIW Historian anaaaofigna American Beautv Martha Laird Robertson Elizabeth Edwards ... Katie Walker Sue Long Mary Corbett Colors Light Blue and Ool.l President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer Historian Mildred Kennon Taylor Emma Clyde Richardson Flossie Fitzgerald LuciLE Kirkmax O O g □ M 7. - r -1 m Maggie Luke a cfi Sallie Pitt r- V 2 Edith Pou i Ruby Foy . H m r w 2 S CLASS OF ' og Jffrrfiljman iatmu WliLL, one day about the middle of September, fifteen forlorn and home- sick girls arrived at Raleigh from all parts of the countr} ' . Mr. Din- widdle met us at the station and we were driven to a big brick build- ing with white pillars, called Peace. Although we thought we were verv grown up and experienced, we saw and heard some of the strangest things imaginable. Moses and Aaron, for instance, caused great excitement the first morning. We tried to appear very wise, however, and kept our mistakes to ourselves (so we thought, but the Sophomores found out). When we lost our way to the practice or recitation rooms, all we could do was to wait in the wide and numerous corridors until some sympathetic (?) Sophomore came along to befriend us. One Monday evening Miss Nannie had a man with a thing that they called a Tally-ho, come up and take us out for a ride. Several of the girls blew the horn. Those important Sophomores and Juniors talked so much aliout A. Sz M. and dress parade, that we asked Miss Nannie to let us go and see it. We saw a great many boys all dressed in grev suits, with guns, and some had swords. We were very much afraid some one would get killed. They walked all over the grounds in crowds, while one man stood off and hollered things at them. The girls here borrow a great deal. They run in and borrow matches, a drink of water, alcohol, and many other things, and never think to return them. We haven ' t gotten used to that yet, because the rules say Do not borrow. We have learned much more than we thought we could and don ' t think we need to come back next year. If we do come, though, we ' 11 be Sophomores. M. RY CORBETT. Tfc e Tal Peace had some little Freshmen Who were as green as grass, And ever ' where Miss Nannie went, You ' d see that Freshman Class. She took them on a ride one day. Something entirely new. Which made the Soph ' mores angry Who had wanted to go too. Thcv sureh did enjoy that ride, And now the_ ' linger here. Wand ' ring impatiently abont, For the tally-ho to a])])ear. Lizzie Roberts . xi M. rtii. [ aird Robert .,o i Hcivaa ai i.j.aij aas % ■ ESTELLE PARKER . V MARY !•: RLI-MN BEULAII nil.I.S IS ' H3.LSOa .W AM IV in V, n ALLSTON UARGAN LILLIAN DUNCAN MISS HRVANI ' .LMOJ amaN MAKV IIARDISON IRREGULARS 3lark ' a Prarttrtng FOUR o ' clock! Where on earth is that boy ' Jack! Jack! Oh. Jack! Oh, you heard me perfectly the first time I called. A minute more, and you ' d have been out the gate. You know what I want as well as I do. I want you to practice. No, you can ' t go over to Ben ' s for a minute; I don ' t care if you did promise to take the bat back. Well, let him wait. It won ' t hurt him. What? Well, if they can ' t play without it, let them do something else. You come right into the house this minute and begin practicing! It doesn ' t make a bit of difference if you did say you ' d bring it. No, I say! No! Jack Macey, if you don ' t stop muttering and march right into the house, I ' 11 speak to your father. No, you can ' t whistle to Ben. You come in this moment, or I ' 11 know the reason why. What did vou . ' ?av? You didn ' t practice all afternoon yesterday — any- thing of the kind. You jjracticed just fifteen minutes, and you promised to practice an hour this afternoon if I ' d let you go. You know you ' ve got to play that Cradle Song at the recital. I don ' t care a I)it whether you want to or not; you ' re going to play it. Well, let the boys laugh if they want to. You ' re not the only boy that ' s going to play — Harold is n ' t a sissy. He ' s a lovely bov, and I wish you ' d try to be like him. What? Don ' t stand there arguing with me, Jack. Go right in and begin to practice. (A pause.) Jack! Oh, Jack! Haven ' t you begun yet? Well, be quick about it and mind you use plentv of soap and don ' t Just dab at them with the towel. The soap is right there in the dish. Never mind if there is n ' t any hot water. What did you say? Well, they ' 11 be clean enough. I suppose it ' s on the rack where it belongs. If it is n ' t, take a clean one from the drawer. The top drawer, of course, where thev alwavs are. Take any one you find. What is it? Well, it was n ' t too sore for vou to play ball this morning. It is n ' t a particle swollen. No, I won ' t put a glove-finger on it — you don ' t need it. There is n ' t a thing the matter with it. You go into the parlor this instant and begin to practice. For goodness sake, stop twisting that piano-stool! What? Get the dictionary, then, or a sofa pillow. I suppose it ' s in the cabinet where you put it; it has n ' t walked ofiF. Look for it — take all the tunc you want, your hour won ' t begin till you are ready to practice. I said an hour! Why, Harold practices two. No! No! I sav! Well, if you ' 11 work reall - hard. 1 ' 11 let vou off in half an hour. It ' s a quarter past four now. No, the clock is exactly with my watch. No. vou can ' t take the watch. Stop windint; it! You ' 11 break the main spring. Don ' t lean out of the window that way. I don ' t care what the town-clock says, niv watch is right. No. you can ' t open a window. It is n ' t at all too hot. You can see perfectly well with the shades as they are. Let them alone, I sav. Let the pedal squeak if it wants to — you can ' t oil it. The keys did n ' t stick this morning. No. I dusted it myself. Don ' t hang so. Jack, and play evenly. Well, where ' s the clean one I gave you this morning? Don ' t stop to look for it. Thev ' re in the right-hand corner of the second drawer. The second from the top. of course. (A pause.) Well, get a drink, then; but be quick about it. No. you can ' t get anv ice. What is it? Well, let it run. Jack! Well, it ' s as cold as it ' s going to be. It does just as well as ice-water. You don ' t need another book. I don ' t care if the dictionary is too high. Well, take it off, then. There are two pillows on the sofa. I don ' t care which. No. it isn ' t half-past four yet. What is it? You could n ' t possibly sprain your thumb turning it under. I don ' t want to see it; I know. Well, count up and find out. Well, play C then. No. you can ' t plav Bedelia; play that Cradle Song over till I tell you to stop. Well, if she said plav it that way, play it. You ' ve just this minute had a drink. I don ' t care if it is hot. No, the half-hour is n ' t up yet. You can ' t go to the window if it is Will. You can take the bat home when you finish. Well, vou can leave it. can ' t vou ' Now don ' t let me hear another word from vou. Prac- tice, and I ' 11 hear about that afterward. Oh, Jack, I thought I told you to practice! Now practice, and be a good boy — stop talking! Let him bark. I don ' t want him in the house. No, the cat isn ' t chasing him. There ' s nothing in the world the matter with him. What are you playing? Well, it doesn ' t matter if it does limber up vour fingers; it is n ' t your lesson. If you ' d-play it right you would n ' t be sick of it. Well, what is it? Yes. if you ' 11 play it all over without making a mistake. I ' 11 let vou go, but you ' 11 have to practice a whole hour to-morrow. There! That ' s it ; I can ' t for the life of me understand why you fuss so about practicing when you can play like that. I mean to ask your teacher to give vou a new piece immediately. It ' s getting to be a real pleasure to hear vou practice. Emmie Haywood. Tlhie ILauii Ihitles Eim Youair E es I love you. dear, for many things Some few you may surmise. But most of all I love you for The laughter in your eyes. And you are serious too, I know. And sometimes very wise. But through it all I love to see The laughter in your eyes. It speaks to me of hidden joy, A soul where beauty lies; I Inve to see and ponder o ' er The laughter in your eyes. When time and change shall lay their h; Upon you mystic — wise. God grant their influence may not dim The laughter in your eves! Elizabeth M. Dixwinnip VillsiS5ieM(S Let others sin ; the star TV niL:lil (Irgolde n ilav of wa rnl lulv. I ' m off to 1 .vhere the Hs hes lute Bare-headed in the seorching light. Hunluirned or freekled. what eare I ' Let others sing the starry niglit I go where shallows sjiarkle white, The sun long past his midday height, Ami the cool sweet spray is dasliing high. Forgotten dinner hour gone by. Let others sing the starry night To where the wild ducks rest from llight , nd on the waters ' bosom lie, I ' m off to where the fishes liite -Xo matter, so the fishes bite. All other things neglected quite For fishing ' neath the open sky — Let others sing the starry night, I ' m off to where the fishes bite Elizabeth M Dinwiddie, 4-1 (HI)? ppiiMrr IT was a beautiful day in June, and all the world seemed happy and bright. The grass, trees and flowers on the road-side looked as if they were dressed for a holiday, so bright and fresh was their foliage. Forming a striking contrast to all the beautiful and bright surroundings, was a man trudging along the road, under the full rays of the warm sun, with a heavy pack on his back. As we approach the traveler, we notice that he is very shabbily dressed, and that his hair and whiskers appear to have been untouched for several weeks; still we can not help feeling sorry for the man, for, from his sad, tired expression, we feel that he has seen lietter days and has not always lived as now. If we follow this solitary traveler, we notice that he occasionally lowers his heavy pack, mops his face with a large bandana handkerchief, and before resuming his slow, tiresome journev, draws from his pocket a picture of a small dark-haired girl and presses it affectionately to his lips. This little girl had been stolen from her home when she was about six years old, by a band of gyp- sies, who were camping nearby. The heart-broken father spared neither time nor money in his efforts to get her back. After ten long years of advertising and offering enormous re- wards, he decided to go himself in search of her, hence we can now understand why he was so disguised and why he appeared so worried. For twelve long months the man had been living as we now see him, disguised as a peddler, and visiting all the gypsy camps that he could hear of; for he was fully convinced that his precious child was concealed in one of their camps, and that if his strength and courage would hold out, he would one day hnd her. And now, as the ped- dler, for so we had better call him, approached the little village to which he had been making his way, we notice that at times, in his anxiety to reach the place, he quickens his pace until becoming so exhausted he is compelled to stop a few minutes to catch his breath before journeying on. When we realize that in this little town all his hopes are centered, that it holds the only camp in that part of the country that he had not already visited, we then see why he is so excited. Imagine, if you can, his disappointment and sorrow when, on reaching the small camp, he saw only several old women and men. After staving around 45 the camp for about an hour, he began to gather together his trinkets, and would have left immediately if the old women had not insisted on his having his for- tune read. Following one of these women into a tent, he seated himself before a small table, and buried his face in his hands, while the old woman went to call the fortune-teller. The girl called appeared to be about eighteen years old. and was very tall and beautiful, with long, glossy black hair and black eyes. At first the peddler did not notice her, other than thinking her very beautiful and wondering if his little girl would look so when she was grown, for he could not think of her as being already grown, but always thought of her as still being the same child that she was when she left him. He was so busy think- ing thus that he did not know the young girl had finished speaking, until she gently touched his arm, and asked for his money. The peddler drew forth from his pocket the required amount of money and then, probably from force of habit, took the picture, that we have before spoken of. from his pocket and began to look at it intently. Prompted by curiosity to know why the man was so affected, the girl asked if she might not see the picture. After admir- ing the pretty little face that she saw, she carelessly turned the picture over, and saw on the back, written in a bold masculine hand, her own name. After turning deathly pale, and uttering a slight scream, she fainted away in the peddler ' s arms. The father then knew that his search had ended, that he had found his daughter. The gypsies were too terrified to trouble him, and he was able to leave the camp with his daughter, without the least resistance on their part. Je. N J.-iCKSON. AS SEEN FROM THE PUMP ®Ifr rltaol of lExjirrsaton Helex M. Pollard, Teacher Jessie Bumpas Lilian Fields Caroline Whiting Lucile Moore Beulaii Dills Clyde DAroinRmoE Gladys MtLemore Mary V. Foster Gertrude Brown Clyde Richardson Allston Dargan OJraiiuating Sprttal Mi HniiD . . I Ml ISS BlMPAS A. iSISTED BV .1 caJcr Ml ISS Maney Me- CO- ■Si prauo Sati RHAY, May iqth, loob. PROGRAM The Heart of Old Hickurv Will Alien Dnimgoole Miss Blmpas Sonata, op 2. o i . _ . , . Beethoven Allegro Adagio Menuetto (Allegrettol Prestissimo Miss Hood Origin of the Banjo Irvtn Russell The Bear Story James Uliilcombe Riley Miss Blmpas l.iebestraum - ij : Lis:l En Automne- - .Maiiriee Moszkou-ski Valse Mignonne E. Sclnitl Miss Hooii Adieux de Marie Stuart .- Xiedermeyer Miss Maxey Lygia (adapted from Quo Vadis , Henry Sienktcieiecs Miss Bumpas Fantasie . .Fronz Lisct Andante Mesto Allegro Adagio, qausi Fantasia Allegrette alia Zingerese (Orchestral accompaniment arranged for second jjiano.: Miss Hood iMJRWELL LIBRARY V . ._--. PEACE By the Workers oj the - V. .i- .1 7 Club. Class Motto I have done all I can. I. Never say ,i, ' (ioil niiirnini; when you enter the room, as it will appear rude to interrujit the ,£;irls at their work. II. It is entirely out of date to clean your palette and brushes — a clean palette is not artistic. III. Before beginning your day ' s work lie sure to inspect the drawings o f your co-workers and criticise freely. The less vou know about it the more severe vour criticism should be. IV. Always walk betwe3n the model and the person sketching. V. Never us? yoar own material while that of vnur fellow-student is just as convenient — yours will go further. VI. Rags are the common property of all - -first come, first served ' II. Never discuss the happenings of the day until vou get to the studio. There you can find at least three of your co-workers who will be glad to give their ojiinion on any subject. A call-down or two doesn ' t amount to anything. VIII. It is Ijad form to get to work without lieing told. IX. When a beginner enters the class, make it a point to greet her liv telling her how disagreeable she will find charcoal drawing. X. When Painting in oil. always leave your palette on the chairs so when the girls sit upon them they will become so stuck on painting they will immediately become artists. Aiinllirr (Boast Shjimr Sing a song of illuslrators Luuk su much like the illustrators Studio ' s in a whirl, That any one could see Drawing comic pictures ' Twcre better they ' d been named fur the To take off every girl ; Than either you or me — So that when the Annual ' s njiciied The donkey for the Artist-in-Chicf ; Laughter loud will ring For an Assistant we ' ll take a frog. To see the frogs and donkeys Sii that really there is not much use And every other thing— For them to play incog. Mary W. Foster. (SraJiuatttm Srrttal Miss Attir Maik Ki B.iHnK.N, M,-::.:S. rr,ni.:. and Miss Liu.ias FlKi.ns. Kciulcr PROGRAM Prehi.le. an.l l-uj,nK- u v Well-tempered ClaviehDril Bach Gave, lie, X.I 4, H Mni..r HM-li-Sai)tl-Sacns Sonata, l . Maicr, . . j.o|, 14 Bi-clhoven AlleK-n. All.lante The Shailnw ,,l a Scii; ' Cimf hcll „• Bnnni Ktiiile Miction. .. I . u| ,6 SclnictI The Rivulel lm]ip.ni|.tu. o|) ■, Kroegcr La Casca.ie Lcschctizky As the Dawn Olio Caiilor Concert D Minor Allegro apl.assi.mato AdaK.o Finale Orchestral accompaniment arrangeil for seicmd piano. EULA HOOD ATTIE FIELDS A aluriiag Jfigljt ISprttal nR. BRA iVLIJ V (rushing upstairs in a great lUirry) — Where is Mrs. McLe- niore? Has she come hack from Giersch ' s vet ' An ohhging girl — I think not. Mr. Brawle ' . Mr. Brawley - Well, we can ' t wait, I ' 11 ring the bell anvwav. 7:30 — Bell rings — Girls all hurry to Chapel and proceed to appropriate the best seats to themselves. Mildred is seen with music in her hand. Several girls (excitinglv) — Lciw. Mildred, are you going to play to-night? Mildred — Of course, what else do you suppose I ' ve got my music in here for? Attie and Eula are over on one side near the front holding each other ' s hands for mutual comfort and reassurance. Eula — Attie, I am scared to death. Attie — So am I, Eula, I ' m shaking all over, (sighing deeply). Oh, me! I do wish they ' d hurry and begin. Sadie (joining the group of holding hands ) — Girls, I just kiuvi ' I ' m going to make a mess of my piece. There is loud whispering all over the room, but as Mr. Brawley rises every- thing becomes suddenly still. Mr. B. — The first number to-night is a Piano Solo, ' The Palms, ' Ley- bach, played by Miss Lucile Moore. (Clearing his throat and smiling broadly.) Now, Miss Lucile Moore knows this piece without the notes, and she can play it just as well without them, but she insists on having them. He looks at Lucile as she passes on her wav to stage, and shakes violently with laughter. The truth is this young lady had been trying for lim weeks to get out of playing. At last Lucile strikes the final note and almost rolls off the stool in her haste to get to her seat. Then follows Etude Mignon of Schutt, by Attie Fields. On the wings of such music our thoughts are wafted away, and are kept afloat by the sublime harmony that comes from the touch of Sadie and Eula as they gracefully ren- der Leschetizky ' s Sky Larks, and Schutt ' s Valse Mignon. All this time Mr. Bnnvley has been distracted with anxiety because Mrs. McLemore and some of the performers have not returned from (liersch ' s. At 54 last the fulprits appear — sneakint; in with as little nnise as possilile. Then follow readings, vocal solos, and piano selections, received with loud applause from the .girls. At last MilJrcirs time comes. She ascends the steps with a determined air and proceeds to the piano, sets her music up, and seats herself on the stool. Much snickering among the girls. Finding that it does not suit her size, she bounc35 up and crosses to the other side of stage, snatches up another stool, and starts back to the piano. But, alas! the stool comes apart and while Mil- dred holds tight to the top. the ?,?.? drop with a loud thud to the floor. Very calmly. Mildred decides to trv the first stool again, so she drops hastily upon it and proceeds to play. At the first attempt to turn her music, it slides to the floor, at which Mildred whirls around, snatches it up, faces the audience a minute, then slams it back against the rack, and goes at the piano in a perfect furv wreaking vengeance on the poor innocent kevs. At the end she tramps off with a defiant air. while the girls all clap vigor- ously. The programme ends with a Ijeautiful rendering of Wagner ' s Spinning Song, by Mary Briggs. Mr. Brawley rises and, smiling all over his face, says, You know. Miss Mary Briggs hasn ' t had a chance to practice much latelv. Seeing how well she plays under these circumstances, we naturally ask ' What would she do with a proper amount of practice? ' The crowd breaks up and the girls crowd around the performers with profuse congratulations. Thus it IS we tread the thorny path to fame. Accident, applause, criti- cis;n, embarrass riant, failure, success. — we try them all by turns. To those who persevere, the reward atones for all the trials, difficulties, and disappoint- ments. And there is not a sweeter mo.nent in the life of a pupil than that in which she at last realizes she has not disappointed Mr. Brau ' lcv. LiLV Helen- P. ir. .4 ti - ' - C . ST ' ' ' X ' f ' First Soprano Clyde Daughtridc Marv Foster Louise Massev Lily Pair Mar.iokie Snell Katharine Ward Mary Wooten Katie Woodall (Ulinrua (ElaBB. Second Soprano Mary Barnes Elsie Griffin Attie Fields Leora James Mary Ruffin Mildred Tayl( THEM ' S MY SENTIMENTS Third Soprano Millie Beard Gladys Chapman Helen Forbes El ' LA HCIOI) I L rtiia Laird Robertson Attie Fields. Mary Foster.— Helen Forbes. Elsie Griffin.- ■ Of Thee I ' m Tlnnkin, ' Oh, Promise Me. - The Daily Question. ' For Propriety ' s Sake. ' Gladys Wel ls. — A Queer Story. Clyde Daughtridge. — Just a Wearyiny fur Vo Lily Pair. — Come to Me, Sweetheart. Mary Barnes. — Oh, Dry Those Tears. Leora James. — My Curly-Headed Baliv. Stella Arthur. — It Was a Dream. Mary Wooten. — Because I Love Yoti. Sue Bettie Reade. — My Love is Like the Red Ada Edwards. — Nightingale. Louise Massey. — I Want You to Remember. Kate Woodall. — When Love is Gone. Marguerite McClintic. — Answer. Rachel Borden. — Thine Eyes so Hkio and Ten Lily Ferrall. — Leave Me Not. Rosa Maolenn. — He Was a Prinre. Mary Ruffin. — Forget Me Not. Mildred Taylor. — Mightv Lak a Rose. Red, Rose. A irpBB Srhf araal .In Opcrcll,! Gii ' fii I y 111,- PUPILS OF THE VOCAL DEPARTMEXT Under the Directi.m ..f Mrs Ik-len Mc[.cMiiore Pkacf Lnstitite Monday Excninj;. Deeeml.er nth, [005, Eiijlit-thirty. ARGUMENT The scene is laid in a room of CroM- House Aiademy. of which IHss Junes is the Lady Principal. It is proposed to close the term by giving a charade of ,Shakes|ieare; Imt in the hands of the merry pupils it Iiecomes a burlesr]ue imitation of Cinderella Mrs Iar -ey, a retired actress, is called in to train the pupils in their parts. While Miss Fibbs, arrayed as Cinderella, is rehearsing her part, she is overheard by Miss Prudence Pinchbeck, a visitor, who takes her for a poor pupil who is star -ed and ill treated. She hurries away to obtain assistance — perhaps from the police. The rehearsal progresses until Miss Pinchbeck returns, intending to arrest Miss Jones and free the poor girl. The whole thing is explained and all ends well DRAMATIS PERSON E Miss Jones, Priiuifal oj School Lii.v Pair Amy Fibbs, ajlcn,-ords Cir.icrcll.i Aha Edwards Clara Wilkins, aflcnoards the I ' rimr . Mary Foster Sarah Ann , IIic Greedy Girl . Louise Massev SoPHONisBA Spivi.vs, Ac- ' ..miji;(iV(7ir Si ' E Bettie R bade Martha Higcins 1 i Attie Fields aflcnoards sf ilejid sislcrs ] (. ARRv Jackso.v ' ' Stella Arthur Rose Jexn-ings, ,ijlcn,ards Fairy Godmol ' .u-r : . ._. Elsie Oriffis Mrs Jarvev, Eloouliou Teacher Mrs. McLemore .Miss Prudence Pinchbeck, ij j ' s;(, r Clyde Daughtridc.e Other Pupds— Misses Barnes, Wells, Luke, McCi.intic, Darcan, Robertson, Wooten, Bumpas, ' ii()dai.l. James. Fi:rrall . t the Piano— Mrs. Eva E, Duncan JuUp ' b (Eaiubag Q();)D-M )RXIXG, have I the pleasure of meeting Miss Anderson? in- quireil a taU and handsome man of a sprightly young girl as she jumped off tlie tram at Corpus Christi, Texas. This is she; and I presume this is my cousin, Mr. Lasater, is it not? After conversing a short time and looking after her trunks. Mr. Lasater came for Miss Anderson and told her the carriage was waiting to take them to the ranch. Miss Anderson (whom from now on we shall call Julie), radiant with the thought of seeing at last a sure enough ranch and real, live cowboys, told all her plans to the cousin, already very much interested in her through her letters. It seems that Julie was very enthusiastic over stories of western life. She lived in Nashville and had been invited many times to visit the ranch of her cousin, Mr. Lasater, a very wealthy ranchman. He had written her of the manv experiences of the cowboys and how rough and wild thev were. Drop- ping a hint that if she could only come out to his rancli, Santa Gertrudes, she might be able to make them more civilized. After extensive preparations and several davs of travel from sunnv Ten- nessee to Texas, Julie had at last started on her trip through the country. For miles and miles she saw nothing save rolling prairies and an occasional mesquite tree or cactus plant. After travelling in silence for several miles, she suddenlv asked her cousin what on earth were those brown looking men with ropes in their hands and what were they chasing. He was very much amused and told her the men were bronco busters, and they were using the ropes to lasso the broncos. She saw many sights which were characteristic of a Texas cowboy, and which made her long for the time when she could exert a good influence over them. The ride of twenty-live miles at last being ended, a verv prettv house came into view which, much to her surprise, contained all the modern conveniences and was furnisheil with imuh taste. Her elderly cousin. Miss Helen Lasater, met her at the door and made her feel at home immediately. Julie could hardly wait until morning for the promised sight of cowboys branding cattle. Breakfast over, Mr. Lasater, whom she called Cousin Ed, escorted her out in front of the house where stood a beautiful little black Jiony that had been broken especially for her. Thev rode slowly over to the pens, because Julie knew very little of the art of horsemanship. When they reached their destination, Cousin Ed called to him, a man verv handsome in face but dressed just like other cowboys. He said, Julie, this is Rob Grev and he will take care of -ou while I ride around a little. Poor Rob! This was for him truly love at first sight. Julie, while a very sweet girl had that great fault of thinking herself better than most people and, not at all understanding, treated him as a common servant. While he explained to her the process of branding, she noticed that he spoke in the manner worthy of a college bred. man. She compared him to the other cowboys and found he seemed their superior. Further than this, she paid him no attention. Time passed rapidly and Rob was becoming more desperately in love with Julie, while she would give him no opportunity to speak to her on any subject but business. Many afternoons, Julie, clothed in a perfectly fitting habit of dark green, went on long rides over the prairies, and at some distance behind her a cowboy followed, watching eagerly. It was lucky for Julie that Rob had taken such an interest in her. For, late one beautiful August afternoon, soon after she had started out on her accustomed ride, the pony, in which she had so much faith, became suddenly frightened and with one plunge threw her to the ground. Rob had seen this and with all possible speed was soon bending over her. His heart almost ceased beating when he thought that she was dead. What should he do? There was no one near. He soon remembered a stream about a quarter of a mile distant and, hoping that she had only lost consciousness, throwing the bridle of his horse over his arm, he lifted Julie up and carried her to the bank of the stream. How delightful it was to have her in his arms, and how happy he would be to feel her breath upon his face and to know that she was living. The stream reached, he bathed her brow with cold water and soon the beautiful brown eyes opened and looked into his. He saw that she was suffering, and as soon as possible placed her in his saddle, supporting her in his arms. After weeks of suffering, when Julie was able to sit up, she requested to see Rob Grey, who during her illness had not allowed a day to pass without inquir- ing about her. She could hardly wait for his coming, but when at the appointed time she saw a very up-to-date gentleman riding up the drive, her astonishment knew no bounds to find in him none other than Robert Grey. When recovered from her surprise, she said, I have wished for a long time to thank you for saving my life, and if it is ever in my power to do you a kindness it will give me pleasure. When he left, she asked him to call again. How could she help it? He was so nice and she — why she really liclieved she could love him. After this they met often, and when Rob had at length gained courage to ask the most important of all questions, Julie requested two weeks to think it over. She ilid not know what to do. She felt fully convinced that she loved Rob, but what would her parents say to her marrying a cowbov of whom she knew nothing. In her desperation she wrote to a life-long friend asking him to advise her, mentioning Rob ' s full name. This is the letter which reached her on the very day she was to give Rob his answer. Nashville, Texn., Septemlier 25th, igo — Dear Julie: — Nothing could make me feel better than to know vou are loving Rob Grey. He is a fine old chap and was in - room-mate at Harvard. Has he never mentioned my name? But I suppose not; for he once told me the girl he married had to love him for what he was and not for his familv name or what he had. Of course he knew, if he had spoken of me, vou would ask me about him. Julie, if you love him and he loves you, by all means marrv him. He is all right and his famih- is one of the most aristocratic and wealthy in Richmond. Pid he ever tell you why he is a cowboy? He read The Vir- ginian and other such stories and, ma s]iiritof adventure, decided to spend a vear on a ranch. This is his history, (iivc the old chap my regards and write all the particulars to Your old confidant. John Cox. That night, Julie, wreathed in smiles, told Rob of the letter from John and granted tri him the one favor he asked. She said, I will liecome your bride when the roses bloom again. Cl. ude B, C. ldwell. Iln 5i ne lln time ct scUowitifl wbeat tlbcrc 16 a mctrv Bpntc, JSlows oil bis 6v;rini sweet— ©io=ffiob=;Rabitc! HmlCi tbc taiicileo brahe Uii niorniiici ' s rose te licibt, Ibis liqulti notes awahc— ©lO=36ob=lUbite! TUIlben scvjtbcs of mowers riiifl at noontide ' s silent beicibt, ■fcc ;ilpcs bv! tbe mossv spring,— 010=3Bob=iabitc! aiiP still, wbile slowlp fall SbaCicsot tbe summer nicibt, Iftom tbc orcbarfi comes bis call ©ICisJSobs ' wablte! IraPe ' s roar for mc is mute!— Cbc reapers ' blades flasb brigbt, ffat souuPs tbat silver flute.- ®ie=]Bob=TIUblte! HENRY JEROME STOCKARD QUir (ijrauri tHall uf Priitrr l ma PKIXCE llORA sent nut a i roclamation invitmi; all the nobility of the land to a grand liall to be held at his palace. The Prince was the ruler of the Island of Alva. He had lieen sovereign only a short time as his father, the late king, had been dead but a few months. In contrast to his father, he was a very over-bearing ruler, he taxed and op- pressed the people almost beyond bounds. Many poor peasants died of hunger everv dav as he would not help them or allow anybody else to help them. The afternoon before the night of the grand ball. Prince Hora went walking through his garden, which during his father ' s life had been full of beautiful flowers, but now was nothing but grass and weeds. He walked up and down the unkept walk thinking how he could further tax and oppress the people to pay for the grand ball, which he wished to outstrip in richness and splendor any that had been held in the land. As he passed by the court-yard gate the guard called to him and said; Milord, there is a poor woman at the gate with her little child and she begs that you give her just a scrap of bread to eat for she is starving. Tell her that I have nothing to give and tell her no t to come again and bother me. But, milord, she says that she will not nifivc from the gate until she gets something to eat. Go and thrust her away from the gate instantly! I will not have those poor dogs hanging around my palace! Go! But, milord Go instantlv, or vou will bo thrust out of the court vourself. The man, through fear, went slowly to do his sovereign ' s Ijidding. The Prince walked on. He was very angry and muttered to himself. As he passed the ancient vault of his forefathers, at the further end of the garden, his foot struck something hard that resounded with a hollow sound. Still angry the Prince looked quickly down to sec what this was. He started violently, for to his surprise he saw a death ' s-head. Just then he fancied he heard a stifled moan, and he said. I wonder who has had the audacitv to take this skull out of the vault? Then a hollow voice which seemed to come from the skull, said: Prince llora, wliv do vciu oppress and tax the pnnr as you do Vou knnw tliat nur good father, -the late ruler, would turn over in his grave if he knew of yf)ur cruelty. Crueltv! sneered that di.gnitarv. when he was sufticiently recovered from his surprise to answer. Why. what do you know about it? What are the poor in the land for but to work and slave for the king? Cruelty, I say ! And. continued the skull, you arc .ijoing to have a grand ball to-night for the nobilitv of the land ; why. instead, don ' t you send a proclamation through the land inviting all the poor to come into your court, and then distribute bread among them; thev would bless your name forever if you did. I care not for their blessing. I wish to be feared. But, as a sudden thou,ght struck him, Sir Death ' s-head, come to my ball to-night and mingle with the nobilitv. I will give you the seat of honor! he added scornfully. Ave, I will come as you have asked me, but when I do come I wdll take you awav with me to the grand ball of the skeletons. Aye, I will come! This enraged the Prince greatlyso he kicked the skull as far as he could. He wasmw seized with fear for as he walked quickly out of the garden in to the court he heard the stiffied moan proceeding from the skull. He tried hard to shake off the fear that seized him but he could not. He ordered the guard to bar every gate and allow no one to enter who was not known. At the appointed time all the guests came. Not o ne staid away, for thev feared the anger of the haughty sovereign. When the last came into the hall. Prince Hora ordered the doors to be bolted and barred. The rooms were lighted brilliantly and every one was as merry as could be. The merriment of the people increased as the wine flowed more freelv. Every time the old clock on the stairs sounded the hour the Prince became deathly pale and shook with fear. The people looked at him in wonder, but dared ask no questions. He tried to drown his fear in wine and as the hours moved quickly on and the ghostly visitor did not appear he regained his mirth and became gayer than the gayest. He was just raising a cup of red w ' ine to his lips to drink to the health of the whole companv, when the old clock on the stairs began to strike the hour of twelve. Every stroke seemed like a knell to the Prince, who had stopped the cup of wine half-wav to his lips. Just as the last stroke of the clock died away, there came a loud knock at the door that made it shake on its hinges. The Prince called out loudly for the guard to allow no one to come in. 63 Every one present seemed to be struck witli sudden fear, and thev erowded around tlieir fri,i, ' htened sovereign. The knock sounded again louder than the first. The next instant the door was pushed open and a figure all draped in black entered and stalked ujj to the Prince, its bones rattling as it walked. The frightened Prince cried out, Stop, vou creature, unmask vourself! Who are you that you dare intrude into the Prince ' s palace? I am he whom you invited to come; have vou no welcome for me? Then he laid bare the black hood he wore and revealed a ghastlv death ' s- head. The women shrieked and fainted. .Some of the men boldly attempted to take the creature out, but they were repelled by the fierv gleam of its eves. The creature then walked up to the Prince and took him by the arm saying; Come, Prince, let us go to the ball of the skeletons; come, or we shall be late. The Prince shrieked out; Will no one save me from this horrilile creature? Oh! kill him, kill him! But no one dared move and the creature Hterallv dragged the half-fainting Prince into the hall, thnjugh the door, out mto the night and disappeared. No one dared interfere. When they again regained their courage they all quickly fled. Not one man, woman or child, was left in the palace. All the servants fled and no one ever entered the palace again. The wicked Prince was never seen again, but the people never grieved for him. M. Ry Clark. laakrt-lall LINE UP First Team Second Team Claude B. Caldwell Maggie Luke Captain Captain Positions Lily Pair Right Forward Maggie Luke Clyde Dauohtridge Left Forward Pattie Lee Claudia McCullers Center Mary Foster Claude B. Caldwell Center Guard Cora Carter Ida G. Blount Right Guard Lizzie B. Roberts Kathleen- U. Walker Left Guard Millie Beard Lois Edwards Substitutes Katie Modall Mary N. Foster Mildred Taylor Chief Rooter Assistant Rooter Kathleen U. Walker Business Manager SONGS To tunc of Heidlchcrg. Here ' s to the team of igo6. Here ' s to the girls who play; Here ' s to the coach so brave and slron.t;. Here ' s to the match game day. Here ' s to the ball we ' ll raise on high. E ' en to the stars above — Here ' s to the team, the best on earth. Here ' s to the ijirls we love. — M. W, F To lime of Every body i vrks hut Fallier. Xolifidy plays on Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, too. Every I)ody plays on Tuesday and Thursday sure-we-do; Now just guess the reason For really we can ' t tell, But just get up your courage And join us in the yell, Sis-rah sis-rah Boom-rah-ray Play girls— play girls Everyday, — M. W F, 66 BASKET-BALL TEAM ilhv cinutiii (tlub Mrs. McLemore Stella Arthur Ida Blount Claude Caldwell Ada Edwards DORKTIIA FaRMEI Elsie Grikkix Mary Barnes Cora Carter Clyde Daughtridge Helen Forbes CoRiNNE Doles ( iLAUYS McLeMORE Claudia McCullers Miss Maney Mary Wooten Louise Massey Mary IIardison Attie Fields Lillian Fields Margie Scott Kathleen Walker Lucile Moore Miss Pollard Gladys Wells Mildred Taylor 68 iaarlmll Vesuvius Pompeii Mary W. Foster Kathleen V . Walker Captain Captain Positions Claudia McCullers Pitcher Martha Laird Robertson- Margie Scott Catcher Lizzie Roberts Claude Caldwell First Baseman Cora Carter Mary Foster Short Stop Ida Blount Maggie Luke Second Baseman Marie Griffin Mildred Taylor Third Baseman Lily Pair Mary Hardison Centre Field Kathleen Walker Louise Massey Right Field Mary Wooten Lois Edwards. . . .- .._.,= . . . Lep Field Clyde Daughtridge Claude Caldwell Business Manager . . Ida Blount Slip Stiitnrtal iFontball (Spam Lizzie Roberts . Talker Lily Pair R. Grumbler M. Scott f. Rush K. Walker 0. Blabber I. Blount L. Grumbler C. McCullers L. Bosser Mary W. Foste r L. Embracer C. Caldwell L. Talker M. L. Robertson . Embracer We. Editors are the players. I )iir «..! The Annual is the ball— Our i And when we line up for a game. . nd all There ' s n.. one else that ' s in it at all. You 1 We fcht and struggle hard. And scrap and tackle oft — But hope when the ball to goal is thn Some one inay raise it aloft ! ! AprJl IFooH Pattie Lee is on a tear. April Fool! Gladys Wells is cross as a bear. . liril F.iol! Susie MeC.ee is strieken liuml.. I ' laiule ' s uniler Blanches tlunnl., Mr Rrawley ' s ilrnikinK rum . |.ril F.I..1! Clyde never wants to know tl April Fool! But Lily tells till setting sun. April Fool! Gladys Chapman loves a rat , Lizzie Roberts grows too fat. Mary Hardison needs a hat April Fool ! May MrMillans ' daft i.n art, Ai)ril F.jol! Sallie Pitt is getting STiiart. April Fool! Myrtle Wade is full ..f sna]i Marv Corhett wants a eliaii Mi: X:i inie iloesn ' t . pnl l ' ....l! Put Louise on the Honor April Fool! Jessie always love to stroll April Fool! Sue ' s longing to grow tall, Kno.x ' s exile pleases all. Everybody now |.lays ball A|inl F.jol! Celestia Pennv ' s broke a rule Ai.ril Fool! Pansy ' s acting hke a fool April Fool! Elsie Griftin has skipped church, Martha Land ' s left in the lurch. Mary Robinson needs the birch. April Fool! William looks like Sunny Jim. April Fool! Mildred Taylor ' s getting slim. April Fool. Ida Blount has learned to mend. I-illian Fields does hate to spend. Pedagogy has an end. April Fool! Miss Maney has no candy. April Fool! Lucile Kirkman is a dandy. Ai.ril Fool! Ivathleen Walker has n .i case. Lucile Moore ' s been in her place. Frances Sharp ' s not in the race April Fool! Mullie RulVin ' s got a letter April Fool! Mrs. Fowler ' s getting better, April Fool! Mary Foster knows no news, And Miss A. has got the blues. Everybody ' s paid their dues. April Fool! M.ARY Li-k. Sherk Ci ues A Smirh of SaiatPH Helen Forbes ■Th, daisy that Hirts Mary Wooten The daisy that wins hearts Lois Edwards K-daisy with the golden heart ' Louise Massey The wittiest daisy Attie Fields The daisy that loves Florida Margie Scott Lillian Fields The Earl ' s daisy Mary Barnes The Man ' s held daisy Gladys Weli.s riie daisy that breaks hearts Gold and White Motto Once sweetheart Daises won ' t tell. Hlw B.lf. To take in everything I atest nut Jdhnny-jump-ups and that cotnes Sweet Williams Mottoes Good occupation is recreation, we ain ' t going to work no more We ' re going to live till we die Chief Occupation Bumming Martha L. Rorertsos. Chief Giggler Cora G. Carter . .Chief Letter-getter Marv W. Foster . . . .Chief Biiiii icr Claude B. Caldwell . Chief Talker Kathleen- U. Walker . .Cliief Eater Lizzie B. Roberts Chief Caser Aunts of W. D. F. Aunt Helen Pollard Giersch Aunt Aunt Emma Anderson Theatre Aunt Aunt Eva Dungan Ball game Aunt Aunt Martha Manev All-roiind Aunt 1B ©fe fcBSV alir (Elmfiitu Siab Olluh Motto ■■ Vl- may Vive wilhout poclry, music and art. We ni:i ' Uvv without ciinsciencc and live without heart. We uuiv hve without friends, we may Hve without books. Hut civilized man can not li e without crooks Password Such an appy-tiglit M. RGiE Scott Chief Cook Mary Barxes Timekeeper Attie Fields Busy Sampler Lillian Fields . . . Little Busybody Helen Forbes General Mix Mary Wooten Cntiiih Scraper Gladys Wells Bottle Washer 76 SIutrB aii Aflrnunnt iTra Party Motto Wisdom Is Better Than Rubies Object Flower To Become Pedagogues Wisdom Plant Our Inspiration Miss Edith Royster Mary Rousseau Sherrill President Lily Spknter Pair Secretary MEMBERS Claudia Pestalozzi McCullers Margie Froebel Scott Jean Herbart Jackson Pansy Mann Fetner Elsie Fenelon Griffin Let us then l e Ufi and doing With a heart for anv fate. Still achieving, still pursuing. Learn to labor and to wait. larljplor Mmhs ■Doirt wearyinir heart on Think well before you belii Clyiie Daughtridge . . Louise Massey Lois Edwards . . Lillian Fields, , Sue Long Flower Hearts-case . . . ' ' Those three little words, I love vou ' Chief mourner of our deplorable Fate ' Trying so hard to forget ' . .. Come back, back to me Sweetheart ' Good-bye, mv Love ' ' , Good-bye ' ®ljp (Stgglprs Ida Blount Myrtle Wade Marjorie Snell Katiikrixe Ward Clyde Richardson Marie Griffin Kathleen Walker ' Xo v did n ' t we ramble, did n ' t we raml)le. Ramble spring and fall. Up and down the hall, Now did n ' t we ramble, did n ' t we ramble. Rambled till the teachers caught us ah, ' 79 Lizzie Roberts Frances Sharp 1. ' hm- ' s a little j.ig ri;iiiif(l Jessie. Who ' s in love with a certnin tnll one. Ve really feel sorry for Bessie When she feels she is being out done. Thi-iifxlhltlcpigi. Mary. What do you think .,f her MZr7 Now, (toys, wc bid you, lie «;,ry. For many arc seeking this pnzp. The third littW pig is Margaret, Her vocabulary is wide; .She Pan talk — and ay more in j Than anyone-that is her on The fourth litlk- hk i Mildri-d. Slie is always having a case. You never can tell who is the last one Who holds in her heart the first plai Till- last little piR is Myrtle Who sighs fur a lad far away. In schemes and in faneieii she ' s fertile, .She thinks uftiMULTlit rlM— tack-a-da And all of these pigs go to market. Whenever they see a s;ife way. For pickleiJ. and spice, and for evcrythingn That is offered on privilege nav. ulhr SJummrrs Motto Colors For men mav come anil men may go, Ret.1 antl White But 7tr ' Iium on forever Chief Object Place for Bumming Time for Bumming Will tell you later ! erywhere All the time MEMBERS Cora G. Carter Briiihi Eyes, Good-bye Mary E. Hardison Come Take a Trip in My A ir-ship ' ' Martha Laird Robertson .4 jor You ' Mary W. Foster Teasing And this is a very goad svin ' M I That there is always something ' didding; 3 In the gfnid nld bumming time. 8i •THE FIVE WISE VIRGINS Btrginta (Elub Colors Orange an.i Blue ■ Motto ■Carry Me Back to Old Virgii Old Virginia Reel. Virginia Creeper- Song •Mid the Green Fields of Virginia. ' Katherine Ward I ' rcudciU MrLLiE Beard Vicc-l ' rfsiiicnl Marouerite McClintic .... Treasurer Lizzie Roberts Secretary Marv Jones Chairman MEMBERS Katheri.ne Ward Millie Beard Lizzie Roberts Marguerite McClintic Marv Jones ®ljp flafipru PrtBrillas Mary Barnes Helen Forbes Attie Fields Claudia McCullers Lizzie Roberts Kathleen Walker Jessie Bumpas Lillian Fields Mary Foster Claude Caldwell Margie Scott Gladys Wells Martha Laird Robertson Cora Carter Mary Hardison Annie Montague Lily Pair Mary Wooten A FAIRY ' S DREAM A little fairy dreamed one day As he slept in a jessamine flower, And tfie soft wind blew, and blew, and blew, As it sang around tfie bower. Ah I the dream was a fairy-land dream or flowers that bloom in June, And birds that trilled, and trilled, and trilled With the very winds in tune. And all the grasses were fragrant, And the daises had hearts of gold Made from bits of sun-beams That snowy petals stoled. But, alas! the bright dream is broken. The garden has passed away With the tender jessamine flower. In the gloom of a darker day. AlI.STON V. D. RC.. N Societies It OH|Pta Mn urtptg Colors Purple and Old Gold Motto Mere Luht LiLV Helen Pair President Louise Massev Vice-President Mary Saunders Jones Secretary Attie Fields Treasurer Ida G. Blount Sali.ie Cole Mary Corbett Claude B. Caldwell Corinne Doles Lois Edwards Ada Edwards Doretha Farmer Elsik Griffin Marie Griffin Jean Jackson Leora James Pattie Lee Maggie Luke Mae McMillan Gladys McLemore Carrie McQueen Estelle Neal Blanche Penny Celestia Penny Sallie Pitt Clyde Richardson Frances Sharp Marjorie Snell Katherine Ward Myrtle Wade Katie Woodall Mary Thompson LUCILE KiRKMAN RuBY FoY Elizabeth Foy Clyde Daughtridge Flossie Fitzgerald Amelia Stockard Elizabeth Edwards Claudia McCullers 86 VALENTINE PARTY AT PEACE. A Most Delightful Event With Love Scenes from Shakespeare. It is the custom at Peace for the Eroso- phian, or Pi Theta Mu Society to celebrate [ Valentine day. This year the members en- tertained as their guests the Sigma Phi Kappa Society, the faculty, and a few in- vited friends, presenting before them a group of Love Scenes from Shakespeare. The clear enunciation and the good acting of the performers added to the artistic and realistic stage settings and excellent cos- tumes, won hearty praise from the guests. Again and again were the actors recalled. Particularly clever were the scenes from Midsummer Night ' s Dream, The Taming of the Shrew, Romeo and Juliet, and The Part- ing of Antony and Cleopatra. Having shown how Shakespeare made his characters disport themselves when under the influence of Cupid, the final number of a program represented in tableau Shakes- peare and Anne Hathaway in their roseate days of love. The excellent introduction to each scene, given with grace by Miss Lillie Pair, the president of the society, added much to the pleasure of the audience. The following is the program: 1. As You Like It— Orlando, Attie Fields: Rosalind, Louise Massey; C ' elia, Mary Thompson. 2. Othello— Othello, Carrie McQueen; Desdemona, Marie flriflin; Barantio, Maggie Luke. 3. Midsummer Night ' s Dream — Pyra- mus. Clyde Daughtridge; Thisbe, Estelle Neal; Prologue, Majorie Snell; Moonshine, Lucile Moore; Lion, Elizabeth Foy. 4. A Midsummer Night ' s Dream— Bot- tom, Pattie Lee; Titania, Clyde Richardson; Fairies, M. E. Edwards, Blanche and Celestia Penny. 5. Romeo and Juliet — Romeo, Claude Caldwell; Juliet, Gladys McLemore. 6. The Taming of the Shrew— Petruchio, Claudia McCullers; Katharine, Majorie Snell. 7. The Tempest— Ferdinand, Ida Blount; Miranda, Katharine Ward. 8. Winter ' s Tale— Leantes, Lois Ed- wards; Hermoine, Flossie Fitzgerald ; Paulina, Frances Sharp. 9. Antony and Cleopatra — .Antony, Mary Saunders Jones; Cleopatra, Sallie Cole. 10. Tableau — Shakespeare, Myrtle Wade; .Anne Hathaway, Mary Corbett. ( Frtiiji Rtilcigh ews am! Obacrver. I Hj N PSl Sl K j OI g i I H iyma piit IKajijia S ' ortPty ' ' Colors Carnation Vale Blue and Old Gold Motto Vita sine Uteris mors est Margie Scott President Helen Forbes Vice-President Jessie Bum pas Secretary Gladys Wells Treasurer Allston Dargan Berxice Williams Mary Hardisox Mildred Taylor AXXIE MOXTAGUE MlLLlE BeaRD Lizzie Roberts Mary Wootex Gladys Chapmax Lilliax Fields Mary W. Foster Mary Rui-fix Sue Loxg Fmma Kelly Cora Carter Eula Hood Mary Barxes Mary Robinson Katiileex Walker F m.viie Haywood Marguerite McClintic Axxie Young Beulah Dills Susie McGee Bessie Browx Mary Sherrill Stella Arthur Martha Laird Robertson go EVENING OF PLEASURE. Sigma Phi Kappa Society Exercises at Peace Institute. Truly unkjue and delightful wits the even- ing of February 22d at Peace Institute. The Sigma Phi Kappa iSneiety had charge of the exercises and had as their guests, the faculty, the members of the Phi Theta Mu Society, and a number of ladies. The day being Washington ' s birthday it was natural and fitting that the young ladies should turn to earlier times for inspiration. While they did not reach the eighteenth century they cleverly presented ' Scenes on the Old Plantation. The charming little story of Didde. Dumps and Tot. had been drama- tized for them and they did the rest. From the moment that the rolling melody of Swing low. Sweet Chariot, announced the approach of the (luarter negroes, until the stirring Dixie. the audience witnessed true pictures of the old life before the war. The stately Mr. and Mrs. Waldon. the lively children, the dignfied mammy, the mis- chievous pickaninnies, the hord es of negroes of all ages and conditions made the story perfect. Uncle Snake-bit Hob, the exhorter, and Brer Daniel, the preacher, were excellent, and kept the audience convulsed with laugh- ter. The climax was reached in The Day of Disobedience. on which the children run away from mammy to play near the gin house. There the black sheep Billy appears and butts all in sight, being monarch of all he surveys. Mammy comes only to be ex- tended upon the ground and the party is rescued at last by Hrer Daniel and Uncle Bob, who drive Billy off the place. The scenes were as follows; 1. Christmas Morning. 2. Mammy ' s Story. 3. Diddie ' s Hook. 4. Struction ob de Chillens. 5. Brer Daniel. 6. The Glorious Fourth. 7. Day of Disoliedience. 8. Jim ' s Wedding. Fortunate indeed were those privileged to witness the performance. I. From Raleujh ews and Observer. I A DAY OF DISOBEDIENCE CHRISTMAS ON THE OLD PLANTATION ii6(. i. m. (£. A. OFFICERS LiLV Pair, Prcsidiiit Margik Scott. ' icc-Prc.sidcnt Jessie FU ' mpas. Sccniary Ada Ebwards, Treasurer Elsie Griffin, Corrcspoiuiiiig Secretary BIBLE CLASSES Members Claude B. Caldwell, Leader Mary Barnes Ida Blount Corixne Doles Doretha Farmer Marie Griffin Cora Carter Kathleen Walker Lizzie Roberts Gladys Wells Clyde Richardson Jesse Bumpas Margie Scott Lois Edwards Ada Edwards Attie Fields Lilian Fields MAR ■ Wooten Clyde Daughtridge Myrtle Wade Claudia McCullers Helen Forbes Jea.n Jackson JL RY W. Foster, Leader Mary Corbett Elizabeth Edwards Fr nces Sharp Lily Pair Sue Long Martha Laird Robertson Sue Bettie Reade Elizabeth Foy Millie Beard Ruby Foy Mildred Taylor Estelle Neal Maggie Luke Miss Sexsmith, Leader Mary Jones Blanche Penny LuciLE Moore Celestia Penny Carrie McQueen Mary Robinson Pattie Lee OFFICERS OF MISSIONARY SOCIETY Sallie Cole President Helen Forbes Vice-President Claude B. Caldwell Secretary Mary Foster Treasurer 95 Tell me n..t in mourn fill numhu A feast IS l.nt an em|ity ilre ii The teacher is not ilca.l that ski The girls are n..l where they ; kipiiing ' s real, skipping ' s earnest Ami the office is not the goal. Twenty verses then tlion learnest Ami no iirixilegc thnn shall hold Not to practice, says the preael- Is the highest aim of all. But to skip so that each teacher, Find ns farther down the hall. [alls are long and ]ilanks are creaking. Still we skippers brave and stout .re with mutlled feet so seeking . ot to bring that teacher out. Vou must now while in these meshes. In the eyes of dear Miss an Re not like dumb driven Freshies Be a Soi.h ' more if vou can. Trust no teacher, howe ' er jileasant. Leave old maids to their pet mice. Skip, skip, in the lix ' ing present. Eat, cat, but don ' t eat rice. Lives of great men all remind us We could make our lives compare And by skipping leave liehind us Records here at Peace so fair. Records that iierhajis another Hopeless o ' er a bafi report. Far from home and far from mo Seeing will her heart support. Let us then be up and skipping After all is still and dark. Still untiring, .still so ripping That we make in life our mark Ida Blount . nd K. tiilekx W.m.ker. 96 Au am dips iSnarpJi QPuntattona ' Yes. dear, but the weather is too disagreeable. Ne. t Monday, perhaps. ' ' Well — er. what do you know this morning. Miss Mary Foster? ' II Timothy 2-15. ' Well, isn ' t that perfectly lovely? ' No; the rule is, you can not sleep out of yovir room. ' Wall, Where ' s Claudjer this period? ' My English Classes will please bring paper and pencil. ' I ' d just as soon you would steal $10 out of my pocket. ' Now, do you get my thought? ' Hurry up, girls, it is three minutes till room-bell. ' You get out of this Infirmary and clean up vour room. ' When I was young, I had more beaux than I could shake a stick at. ' Oh! go ' long, chilluns, and write your lessons. ' You go right up stairs and put on high shoes. ' Look it up! Look it up! ' Ham sandwiches on this side; preserves on that. ' Miss Nannie, as I shall be absent on Thursday, will Fridav evening do? ' ' Salts before breakfast and Grippe capsules every two hours. ' Now, Mr, Brawlev. ' Have all the fun you can, but don ' t get funnv. ' Oh! yes, that will be perfectly dandy. A P agogl SJrsBon Time. — giio o ' clock a. ni. Place. — Room 13. Miss Rovster (seated at her desk and looking around with a smile) : Where ' s my Class? You seem to be gathering rather slowly. Pansy (coming in hurriedly): Oh! Miss Rovster, I — I — please — I tried to get here on time but — but — Miss R.: I ' 11 excuse vou this time, Pansy, but do not let this happen again. (Miss R. calls the roll and finds that Lillian is very ill (?) in the In- firmary.) Girls, I have a very serious problem to bring before you to-day. (She takes her watch out, glances at it, after winding slightly, lays it gently on the desk, closes both desk doors, takes roll book in hand, and settles back in the chair — the Class meantime settling down with looks of interest.) Elsie, dear, it ' s a little close in here; will you be so kind as to lower the window before we begin? (Elsie jumps up with alacrity, and all eyes follow her, for this is a momentous occasion, getting the window down just far enough and not too far; but Elsie knows how, and at last all is ready.) Miss R.: A-hem! Jack very excitedly announced to me this morning that on his wav to school a bear ate him up. Now, I wish you to give me the 99 psychological explanation for the basis of this statement. (Miss R. scans eacli face.) Claudia, you inav tell me. Claudia (looking so wise): It is a necessary belief, according to Rousseau and accepted by other psychologists, that, since boys eat apples and bears eat apples, therefore bears eat boys. (Approving smiles and nods from Class instantly quelled by Miss R. ' s voice). Claudia, dear, you are feeling badlv this morning, aren ' t you? Lily (after succeeding in getting her new glasses to stick on, breaks in at this moment): Miss Royster, did John Locke write Rousseau ' s Emile? Miss R.: Look that up, dear. It ' s like pouring water on a duck ' s back to tell you girls anything. Now, to get to the lesson. Margaret, what is the second division Spencer gives to the state of the mind? Margie (who has been feeling in her prophetic soul that her time was coming next): The disagreement of the unanimous. (At this all of her friends seem to have trouble with their facial control, but Margie can ' t see any joke.) However, all are sobered by Jean, who is asking where her Medulla Obligata is. Miss R,, in des]jair then turns to Mary SherriU and asks for an outline of the lesson; whereupon Mary begins and recites the whole thing from cover to cover, pausing just long enough to breathe occasionally. Miss R. stops her a few minutes before the bell rings to see Elsie work an example on the board, which Elsie does, but alas and alack! those slanting figures are still there. Oh! the tragedy in Miss Royster ' s voice as she says: Elsie, you are too nice a girl to make slanting figures. Just then Lily utters a piercing scream, turns over the desk, her glasses tumbling to the floor, and rushes madly to the door. When we are sutficientlv recovered from the shock we hear Lily saving over her shoulder: I have let the bell run over five whole minutes, Miss Royster and the rest of the Class in a fainting condition, disperse, as the belated bell peals forth. A ICtttlr loarb of Maxima I. For Miss annie sn loved tlie Freshmen that she gave them a tally-ho- ride. II. So teach us to love our sweethearts that they may send us boxes of Huylers. III. Be not overcome with rats, but overcome rats with shoes. I ' . Thou shalt not borrow, neither shalt thou wear thin waists in November. V. It is too late to hide the sugar-bowl after the sugar is stolen. VI. A waxen candle is an abomination in the sight of a teacher, l.iut a verv present help in the time of exams. VII. With thine own eyes thou canst perceive that love cases in Peace are as numerous as the sands of the sea. VIII. It is good to hide thy accomplishments under a bushel — -to disguise the fact that they could be hidden under a thimble. IX. ' Tis a wise teacher who knows her own pupil. X. The sweet girl graduate is like unto the Phar-i-see. But the new comer is like unto the Sad-du-cee. XI. The pupil useth entreaties, but the teacher answereth roughlv. XII. Whosoever catcheth an A. M. boy catcheth a good thing and olitaineth the respect of her friends. Claudi. B. McCullers and Lizzie Roberts ISuaatB ' I am wearv; vea, my memory is tired. — Lily Pair. ' Better late than never (to breakfast). - -M. rgie Scott. ' Sayini; and doing are two things. — Marv E. Hardison. I do not love thee, Doctor Fell; The reason why I can not tell But this alone I know full well, I do not love thee. Doctor Fell. — Gladys Wells. Be to her virtues very kind. Be t(j her faults a little blind. — Sue Lon ' g. Bread is the staff of life. — Carrie McQueen. ' Tis as cheap sitting as standing. — Mary Robinson. ' There are none so blind as they that won ' t see it. — Miss Sexsmith. I hate nobodv! I am in charity witli the world, — Pattie Lee. ' As well be out of the world as out of the fashion. —Mary Foster. For Satan finds some mischief still for idle hands to do. — Marjorie Snell. Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high. — Elizabeth Foy. ' Tis the voice of the sluggard, I hear him complain — Gladys McLemore. Vou have waked me too soon, I must slumber again. — Mary Hardison. The balance of power. — Miss Nannie. Be wise to-dav ; ' tis madness to defer. — Louise Massey. Wishing, of all employments is the worst. — Ruby Foy. Be wise with speed. — Miss Mabel Royster. Fools rush in where angels fear to tread Katie Woodall. At every word a reputation dies. — Ma kg he rite McClintic. Give me again my hollow tree, A crust of bread and lilicrty. — Mary Barnes. As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. — Sue Long. Content to follow when we lead the way. — Freshman Class. Whose little body lodged a mighty mind. — Blanche Penny. The big round tear stands trembling in her eye. — Clyde Richardson. Life is a jest and all things show it, I thought so once but now I know it. — Martha L. Robertson. He that goes a-borrowing goes a-sorrowing. — The Seniors. It is hard for an empty bag to stand upright. — The Freshmen. We must eat to live and live to eat. — Kathleen Walker. Where law ends tyranny begins. — Miss Royster. Was ever poet so trusted before? — Mr. Stockard. I am sick as a horse. — Sallie Pitt. Plain as the nose on a man ' s face. — Emma Kelly. He has an oar in every man ' s boat and a finger in every pie. — Louise Massey. Too fair to worship, too divine to love. — Miss Anderson. My appetite comes to me while eating. — Mary Foster. I talk much, yet I say nothing. — Louise Massey. I know too much already. — Jessie Bumpas. All we ask is to be let alone. — Helen Forbes and Mary Wooten. Love me, love mv case. — Lucile Moore. I ' 11 not budge an inch. — Claudia McCullers. She is pretty to walk with, And w itty to talk with. And pleasant to think on. — Miss Pollard. Thus we play the fools with the time. — Martha Laird and Mary F. I know a trick worth two of that. — Makie Griffin:. Life is as tedious as a twice told tale. I wish ' twere bedtime and all were well. — Mildred Taylor. Penny wise, pound foolish. — Celestia Pen ' N ' Y. Of all sad things of tongue or pen The saddest of these, it ought to have been. But sadder far than others are. It was, but it had n ' t ought to have been. — Miss Nannie. His triVje were God Almighty ' s gentlemen. — Dr. Moment. Enough is as good as a feast. — Beulah Dills. A child of our grandmother Eve. — Jessie Black. Deeper than e ' er plummet sounded. — Corinne Doles. All ' s well that ends well. Doretha Farmer. In at the one ear, and out at the other. —Ruby Foy. Every man for himself and God for us all, — Leora James. Thus let me live, unseen, unknown. — Mary Saunders Jones. Better to give than to take. — Maggie Luke. Love me little, love me long. — Mary McMillan. Is she not passing fair? — Annie Montague. Look ere ye leap. — Mollie Ruffin. The rose is fairest when ' tis Ijudding new. — Mary Thompson. Cheerful at morn he wakes from short repose. Breasts the keen air, and carols as he goes. -— Dr. Haywood. THE HEAD OF THE CLASS Spqupfita as em an tljp Sullptiii laari IV. The members of the Faculty wish to know why the Chemistry Class, during the absence of Miss Maney, was the best behaved class at Peace. The Harmony Class requests that hereafter Mr. Brawlev add at least fifteen pages to their lesson. The students request that the Faculty keep more regular hours, especially at breakfast, and that they either stay in their own rooms or leave the building during study-hour and meditation ; for when strolling idlv around, they cause said students to knock down every thing in their closets. The basket-ball team requests that hereafter no teachers come to the grounds on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and set their cap for the coach. V. The student request that busy signs be observed by both students and teachers. VI. The Faculty requests that the girls always make candy on the gas in the laboratory during the afternoon study-hour, as it saves alcohol and skipping. VII. The English Classes request more parallel work. VIII. The Faculty request that the girls who play on the basket-ball team shorten the skirts of their suits as they consider them entirely too long. IX. The students request that Mary Foster does not try to catch all the A. M. bovs, as they would like a few themselves. X. The girls request that they be required to exercise two hours instead of one, especially in cold weather and that a teacher be stationed at every gate to see that they flirt with all boys who pass. ' (§ur Al habpf A is for A. M., D is for Dress Parade. B is for boys, E is for enough. C is for candy F is for ' Frat pins Which each girl enjoys. And all such stuff. G is for gymnasium, H is for Home, I is for Indian Summer, When all like to roam. J IS for Jay, M is for Marry, K IS for kiss, N is for naughty, L IS for love O is for Old Maids, And oh, such bliss. Girls who are fortv. P is for Peace, Q is for Q. E. D. R is for rats. What more need be said? S IS for Scxsmith, V is for violets. T IS for tardy, W is for West Raleigh, U will be in for it, X is for Xmas It ' s well you are hardy. W ith mistletoe and holly. Y IS for the Yell At the ball games we raise. And as for the Z May it go uji in a blaze. MARY W. FOSTFR and MARTHA ROBERTSON Y?Y??Y??? Why IS Lizzie Roberts so cute ' Why is Miss Maney like fly-paper? Wliy IS Sallie Pitt like an evergreen? Why is Mr. Knox like a basket-ball? Why is Miss Pollard like a sugar bowl? Why is Miss Jones like a baby ' s cradle? Why is Miss Sexsmith like a tarantula? Why is Elizabeth Foy like a billy-goat? Why is Dr. Moment like the rising sun? Why hasn ' t Helen Forbes any curiosity? Why is Claude ' s room like a menagerie ? Why is Lucile Kirkman like a tentipede? Why is Kathleen Walker like a good lawyer? Why is Miss Abernethy Hke a one-legged man? Why can ' t the point be found to these riddles? Why IS Lillian Fields like a three year old kid? Why is Marguerite McClintic like a glass cutter? Why is an A. M. pennant like a trig, problem? Why is Lillian Duncan like The Red and White? Why is Miss Nannie like The Review of Reviews? Why IS Miss Edith Royster like The Century Magazine ' Why is Margie like the boy who stood on the burning deck? Why does Mary Hardison enjoy basket-ball practice so much? Why is Martha Laird and Mary Foster ' s bed like a dress suit case? Why does Claudia McCuUers like Mrs. Wiggs of the Cabbage Patch? Why does Mr. Brawley insist upon taking dancing lessons in the dining- To the one guessing all of these Y ' Other Wise Man. will be given a book entitled; The ' 7 ' lLJUSr ?UT THM BO WN fN MY LlTTl.t R O (, . K. Ward: I ' m going to have some of those httle pieturcs, twelve for a quarter, taken. L. Roberts: Oh! I thought they were a dozen for twenty-five cents. Miss Pollard: Flossie, what does incarnation mean? Flossie: Well — er — not a carnation. Miss Rovster: Margie, what were Horace Mann ' s annual reports? Margie: Thev were reports issued every month. Katie Woodall wants to know why the girls dresses are so much longer when thev have on tennis shoes. Ask Maggie Luke why she washes her face so often. Miss Sexsmith (on history class): How many of you have read Cicero ' s Relations? Marie ' s complaint when Miss Maney was ill: She have went, she have gone. She have left I all alone. Us can not go to she Her ' s in the back infirmary. Miss Maney (in Chemistry Class) : Bula, tell me the common uses of salt. Bula: Well, it ' s used for man, for animals and — er — for woman. Miss Maney (with a very wise look): Well, man embraces woman. Frances Sharp wants to know if the Music Faculty means all the girls who take music. Freshman; Miss Scxsmith, what month of the year was named after Caesar? Miss Sexsmith: Whw June, of course, you know his name was Junius Ccesar. Miss Rovster: I want vou all to read Pepys ' Diary. Junior: Well, Miss Royster, who wrote it? One day Sunday came on Saturday and Mr. Dinwiddle slept until eight o ' clock, then got up and put on his Sunday clothes, ready to go to church. Mrs. Dungan (giving K. Ward a Music lesson): What does Poco rit mean ? Kathenne: Just poke along. Mr. Brawlev thinks his table is the wealthiest in the dining-room Ijccause Tuppence and Ha ' Pennv sit there. Miss Royster: When we have finished this Gordy Psychology, we will take up something more difficult. Kathleen Walker: I don ' t see anything gaudv about this psvchology. Sallie Cole says she is not going to send her ancestors to Peace to school. A PEACE GIRL ' S LATIX. Boyibus kissibus sweet girliorum Girlibus likibus, wanti somorum, Fatheribus hearibus kissibus morum. Beatibus, kickibus out of doorum, Nightibus darkibus, no lightiorum Climibus gotibus breechibus torum. The above was taken from a second-hand History of the English Language, used formerly by a Peace Institute girl, and published in the Wake Forest Weekly. Claude Caldwell (on the train): Is my dress suit case on this seat? Country woman (peering under the seat) — Naw, thar ain ' t nothing under here but a trunk. (The trunk proved to be the missing suit-case.) Miss Rovstcr: Well, i, ' irls. I think Sir Walter is just too interesting for us to leave him to-day. What do you think? Well, report on him in Class to-morrow. You may look Sir Walter Raleigh up in Green, Lancaster, Mont- gomery, West, Gardner, Guest, Andrews, and the Source Book, and you may go down to the Raney Library, and look him up in everything you can find there. Then, too, you might get permission to visit the State Library at the same time and look up all references. But as this is a Tcry short lesson, I think that you had better report also on Nelson, Pitt, Burke. Fox, Cromwell, Pym, and Duke of Marlborough. Hey-diddle-diddle, Miss A. played the fiddle. 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CALL BE- FORE PURCHASING AND INSPECT SAME. : : : : 2 0 ay,tt,u,ll, St. i aleiyh, Tforih Carolina North Carolina s Leading We carry the most attractive stocks, always have what you want and what you can not find elsewhere We have a complete mail order depart- ment. Send for samples. We prepay express or postage on all cash mail orders amount- ing to S5.00 or more. :: :: ■.: Dobbin, Fcrmll Co. JNO. P. HAYES HIGH CLASS AT PKILKS 1 O I ' l.KAMv Sl ' F.CIAL PRICES Tcj STUDKNTS •2 STU DIOS -2 I24 ' 2, 131, ' ; FAYETTEVILLE ST. Men ' s Boys ' and Children ' s CLOTHING, HATS, SHOES, ETC. roPULAR PRICES .-nM MJ A JOLLY WYNNE JEWELRY CO lyatthrs, 31fU)rUvi, Cut ©lass, j oVirltifs. fe ilV)rrU)arr, ipptttal oot)6 SPECIAL ATTENTION GIVEN CLASS PINS a«rt ' liAD(;ES iifni h . . Kinds of Ri:paiiuni. Thos. H. Briggs Bi Sons I- A i: I I EVILLK SI . RALEIGH, N. C. HARDWARE, PAINTS, ALI, KlNIJb OF SUI ' l ' I.IES H IH BUILDINGS Cook Stovts, H fating Sto-, ' es and Grates THE NAME R O V S T E R On a box of CANDY corresponds with the STERLING mark on SILVER J. C. ELLINGTON, JR. picttirrs, i ramrs, lyall paprrB artists ' tl atrrtals ART EMBROinERV MATERIAL, WOOLS, ZKPHVRS RALEIGII. NORTH CAROI.IXA Gicrsch ' ' s Restaurant FOR LADIES AND GENTLEMEN PRIVATE DINING ROOMS 216 Fayetteville St. RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA Johnson Johnson WHOLESALE AND RETAIL COAL, WOOD and ICE 122 Fayetteville St. RALEIGH, N. C. BUY YOUR COAL, WOOD, SHINGLES AND LATHS FROM POWELL POWELL ' Phon e 41 Hart-Ward Hardware Co. EVl.ltVTIllNG I.V WRITK KOK PRICKS RALEIGH, XORTH CAROLINA J. R. Ferrall Co. GROCERS FOR FINE GOODS IN OUR LINE 222 Fayetteville Street HELLER BROS. SOLE AGENTS FOR Queen Quaiiti Shoes ALSO A COMPLETE LINE OF GVM.N ' ASIUM SHOES RALEIGH, N. C. T. W. BLAKE jeweler WATCHES, JEWELRY SILVERWARE AND CUT GLASS Special Atteniion Given Repair Work .SCENTS FOR PAKKER FOUNT.AIN PENS I LLCKY Cl ' RVE) RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA MISSES REESE CO. ifinc iHiUincr 10 WEST HARGETT STREET 10 PER CENT. OFF TO F. CULTV . NO HO. Kl IXG PUPILS Special each Monday for Schoolgirls Doughi ' s Restaurant MAKKK OK ALL KINDS OK PLAIN AND KANCY ICE CREAM AND ICES • When Your Books Outgrow V X YourCase,get Another Unit Slobe lOernicke Clastic SSookcase WKDIIINGS, I ' AltTIES, ETC. KUKNISH CHINA, SILVKKWARE, LINEN, ETC. RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA ROYALL BOY DEN Furniture Company X Agents All ' Phones .23 RALEIGH NORTH CAROLINA i i i If YOU Are Not A Customer Y7E are of course sorry, but per- haps the printing you are sending out is causing others to come our way. That ' s one reason we dont want to do it all — there would be no contrast. TJhe Stone !Printin£f and fy- Co, no 112-114 N. Jeifersoo Street EDWARD L. STONE, President Snoanoka, 2 a. i m m EVERETT WADDEY CO. STATIONERS THE Southern Educational Bureau OPERATES THROUGHOIT THE SOUTH AND SOUTH-WEST ENGRAVERS ESTAiiLISllED iSgl Chas. J. Parker, Afaiuiger FOUNDED MORE THAN A FOURTH RALEIGH, N. C. OF A CKN ' TURY Zbc Xargest Eiuiraviiui Estab= f lisbment in tbe South ■€ « Invites Correspondence with Teach- ers Seeking Promotion and with RICHMOND, A. Schools Looking for Com- petent Teachers rHAS. H. BELVIN, Prr.iJrr. K. H. BKIGliS, Cishii The Raleigh Ban Comp king and Trust any Cai-itai. . Surplus . 5225,000.00 100,000.00 SAFE DEPOSIT BOXES FOR RENT IN FIRE AND BURGLAR-PROOF VAULT o BURWELL MEMORIAL LIBRARY PEACE COLLEGE  . r. ,. BURWELL UBRARY - PEACE