Peace College - Lotus Yearbook (Raleigh, NC)

Text from Pages 1 - 170 of the 1911 volume:

f M Cfje lotus; l ' ou I CM XI Ah PI I!LISHE1 ANNUALLY Sigma Phi Kappa and Pi Tiieta Mr I.itkrary Societies $eace institute l alcigfj 32ortlj Carolina Co 0ur College iflotfjcr JtlrS. arafj £ecfc JSoohcr We (oUinglp oeoicatc ttjis uolinnr of 3T1)E lotus TO OToulb 3 mo If I were Boss at Peace, this would I do: — I ' d take the girls to Giersch ' s, once a week; If they should flirt, no vengeance would I wreak, If I were Boss at Peace. If I were Boss at Peace, this would I do: — ' let them sleep thro ' breakfast, every day, And, oh! I ' d let them always have their way, If I were Boss at Peace. If I were Boss at Peace, this would I do: — I ' d give a holiday, ' bout twice a week, And I ' d be good as pic, and awful meek, If I were Boss at Peace. Cbttortal Commencement tolls the knell of closing school, The parting girls grow tearful as it ends. 1 ' he Editors complete their simple (?) role, And leave with love The Lotus to their friends. Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely rhymes and poetry obscure. Nor grandeur read with a disdainful smile The short and simple annuals of the poor. Cbttortal tatf Elizabeth Belk, S K Betsy Taylor, n © M Editors-in-Chief Louise Sloan Business Manager Ada Jones Corresponding Editor AiiNES McLean Cora Lee Montgomery . Advertising Editors Mary Borden Irving Royster Elizabeth Sparrow Susie Brown Assistant Editors GToast to tfje Jf acultp Here ' s to the powers that be In tins dear old Institute, May they ever receive the fee That their actions to us doth suit. The ftc of course is just this — Our love and devotion all through, Provided we pass on our tests, Otherwise well, we leave that to you! jf acuity anb ®iiktv$ Henry Jerome Stockard, A.M. President Mrs. Sarah Peck Booker Lady Principal Rev. William McC. White, D.D. Professor of Bible Margaret Painter Professor of English Language and Literature Rose A. Wallace Professor of Mathematics and Latin Mary Lyon Professor of Science and German Mabel Royster Professor of French and Commercial Branches Ada V. Womble Professor of History, Pedagogy, Philosophy Margaret Perry Primary Department Ethel Haskin Professor of Expression and Physical Culture Ruth Huntington Moore Professor of Drawing and Painting, History of Art James P. Brawley Director of Conservatory of Music, Professor of Piano Jf acuity anb Officers— Continurb Lovie Jones Professor of Piano Millie S. Beard Professor of Piano, History of Music, Theory Louise Paulsen Professor of Violin Leonomie Dumais Professor of Voice Ethel Fielding Assistant Professor of Voice Annie H. Bobbitt Bursar Helen Wallace Librarian Kate Eidson Housekeeper Mary T. Fowler Matron and Intendant of Infirmary Hannah Coley Assistant Matron Hubert Haywood, M.D. College Physician o 8 diploma Jusl ii wearying for you! Always wondering what I ' ll do If such luck should come my way And I ' d fail to pass in May — Simply scared to death, that ' s tru ' Just n-ir, arying for you ! Ti st Week ' comes, I stay awake All night long, just for your sake. But there ' s sadness in the way, I l. . p flunking day by day, Set m toft I despair ant w, Jnxt ii-in iiri iinj for you! May draws near, I want you more. When I ' m all worn out and sore Set ms to mi you ought to be Treasured up in store for me; Such a vision thrills me thro ' , Just a-wearying for you! Elizabeth C. Belk C .-Rj c Mentor Clas Motto: Labor conquers all things Colors: Gobi and White Flower: Ox-eyed Daisy ©Ideas Elizabeth Camilla Belk Jenny P. Shaw- Flora Currie Myrtle King Mabel Pugh Ada Jones Margaret Jones Louise Sloan President Vice-Pn sident Secretary Treasurer Historian . Poet Lust Will and Ti stameni Prophet Elizabeth Belk Ada Jones Myrtle King Ruth Nicholson- Jennie Shaw iflcmbers Flora Currie Margaret Jones James Mary Kornegay Mabel Pugh Louise Sloan Ellen Wilson Miss Ada V. Womble, Honorary Membi r Elizabeth Camilla Belk, B.L.S. Wilson, N. C. .1 daughter of the gods, divinely tall Q. E.; 2 K; Presidenf of Senior Class 1010-1911; Editor of LOTUS 1908-1909; Class Poet 1908-1909; Y. W. C. A. Delegate 1008-1909; Editor Lotus 1909-1910; Class Poet 1: -1910; Junior Basket Ball Team 1909- 1010; Y. V. C. A. Delegate 1909-1910; Y. W. ( ' . A. Cabinet Member 1010- 1011; Vice-President Missionary Society 1910-1911; Commencement Mar- shal 1909-1910; Member Disciplinary Committee 1910-1911; Editor-in- Chief of Lotus 1910-1911. Flora Cuhhie, B.LL. Raeford, N. C. Gentle and tender II e M: Secretary and Treasurer of Dramatic Club 1909-1D10; Secre- tary of .Junior Class 1909-1910; Secretary of Senior Class Disciplinary Committee 1910-1911. Ada L. Jones, A.B. Raleigh, N. C. 0 your sweet eyes, your low replies! ; II i) M; B.L.S. 1910; Expression Diploma 1910; Member Y. W. C. A. Cabinet 1907-1908; Secretary Y. W. C. A. 1908-1909; Y. W. C. A. Delegate 1908-1909; Vice-President Y. W. C. A. 1909-1910; Captain Junior Basket Ball Team 1908-1909; President Dramatic Club 19091919; Presi- dent Senior Class I999-191U; President Student Body 1919-1911; Editor of Lotus; 1910 1911; Member Disciplinary Committee 1909-1910. Maegabet Cook Jones, A.B. Raleigh, X. ( ' . 0, sweet pale Margaret neil; Historian Soph 1910; Last Will and Testa 1907-1908; Senioi ( lass Poet 1000- 1910-191 I : B.L.S. 1909-1910. Myrtle King, B.L.S. Raleigh, N. C. Noble by birth, yet nobler by great deeds II ii M; Historian Junior Class 1909-1910; Commencement Marshal 1909-1910; Treasurer Senior Class 1910-1911. Jambs Maey Kornegay, Voice Mount Olive, N. C. Her voice was faint and sweet A A; 2 K; Treasurer Y. V. C. A. 1908-1909; Y. V. C. A. Cabinet 1909-1910; Secretary 2 K Society 1910-1911; Vice-President Y. W. C. A. Lena Ruth Nicholson, Voice Littleton, N. C. ' Sweet is every sound, sweeter thy voice X X ; 2 K ; President Athletic As: Basket Ball Team 1908-1909-1910; Junii Freshman Basket Ball Team 1908-1909. ciation 1909-1910-1911; Varsity Basket Ball Team 1909-1910; Mabel Pugh, A.B. Morrisville, N. C. Hi r In art was pure, h r lif s n m n 6 M; B.L.L. 11)10; Junior Basket Ball Team 1908-1909; Senior Basket Ball Team 1909-1910; Vice-President Senior Class 1909-1910; Treas- urer Missionary Society 1909-1910-1911: Captain Class Basket Ball Teams 1910-1911; Secretary Y. V. C. A. 1910-1911; Senior Class Historian 1010- 1911; Member Disciplinary Committee 1909-1910-1911. Jennie Powers Shaw, A.B. Kinston, N. C. ' .1 merry haul maketh a cheerful countenance Q. E.; II 9 M; Editor of Lotus 1908-1909; President Sopliomure Class 190S-1909; Member Disciplinary Committee 1908-1909; V. W. C. A. Cabinet 1909-1910; Captain Junioi Basket Ball Team 1909-1910; ' Varsity Basket Ball Team 1909-1910; Secretary and Treasurer of Athletic Association 1909-1910; V. W. C. A. Delegate 1909-1910; Chief Marshal of Commence- ment 1910; Editor-in-Chief of Lotus 1909-1910; Vice-PresidenI Sei Class 1910-1911; President Y. . C. A. 1910-1911; Class Basket Ball Team 1910-1911; Member Disciplinary Coi ittee 1910-1911. Alice Louise Sloan, A.B. Davidson, N. ' . ' Her face is fair, her heart is true Z K: First Honor B.S. Graduate of Last Year ' s Class; President of 2 K Society 1910-1911; 2 K Treasurer 1908-1909; Commencement Marshal 1908-1909; Inter-society Debater 1909-1910; Historian 1909-1910; V. V. C. A. Cabinet 1908-1909-1910-1911; Y. V. C. A. Delegate 1910-1911; i lass Prophet 1910-1911; Editor of Lou s 1909-1910; Business Manager of Lotus 1010-191 1. Ellen Wilson, Voice Greenville, S. ( ' . We greet her with applausive breath N X: II 9 M: Seeretarj II 6 M Society l! ns-lflO0, 1909-HI10; Y. W. C. A. Cabinet 1908-1909-1910-1011; Secretary Missionary Society 1909- 1910: President II 9 M Society 1910-1911. Mentor $oem As Freshmen in the full of naughty-seven, A miijlily journey stretehiil alien! before US, Hut now the joyful spring of nineteen- ' leven, Hears the victors chant the Senior chorus. Win a homesick ' lays inn o ' er, as Sophs vainglorious We limit Hie Freshmen many a hearty blow. Wt riiienl a reputation quite notorious, As Sophomores are irunt to do, you know. Tin n Chemistry ami Trig, our lime relieved, Wisdom mi tup of wisdom was acquired; In fuel a mighty idea we ' d cona ived That Juniors really ought la he admired. But such is life — ' tis over now forever, This upward climb In make ourselves si curt : This Si iiiar Class has known mi rain i mliiiriir. Its ijlarii s and its labors will endure. As Freshmen in the fall of naughty-seven, A mighty journey stretched ahead In fare us. But nan: the joyful spring of nineteen- ' leven, Hears the victors chant the Senior chorus. Poet Htsftorj) of tfje Class of 19U The History of the Class of 1911 is a history of twelve of the inhabitants of the Kingdom of Peace. These are divided into three groups, four regular graduates, four post-graduates and four special graduates. The Regulars constitute the No- bility, the Posts the Commons, and the Specials the Troubadours. All are nearing Diploma, the port from whii h we set sail lor the large country called the world. The King of Peace is the last of a long line of Kings, famed for their ability to travel to Diploma so rapidly and their power to overcome obstacles on the way. Myrt, as this King is commonly called, came to the throne last year. ' losely associated with the King are Lady Flora, Countess Jennie P., and the Poet Laureate — the President of the class— Elizabeth Belk. All of these per- sonages came to the Kingdom of Peace from regions unknown three years ago. Their lack of culture and refinement can only be imagined by the ones who were here at the time of their arrival. Next to the Nobility come the Common People, the two Joneses, Pugh and Sloan. The first two came to Peace some time in the dark ages, and the last two four years ago. All four arrived at Diploma last year, but were so ambitious or so scared that they did not set sail for the world but returned to the Kingdom of Peace. The Troubadours arc lamed all over our little Kingdom for their sweet voices. Kornegay came to Peace four years ago. Wilson and Nicholson have been here three years, and Mrs. Hackett came this year. In Peace there are two parties or societies— Pi Theta Mu and the Sigma Phi Kappa, about equal in power. Wilson and Sloan are at the head of these two parties. So far in the Kingdom of Peace there is only one magazine, The Lotus, which is published annually. The Editor-in-Chief is the Poet Laureate, and on the staff are two Common People, Sloan and 0. Jones. There are two religious organiza- tions, the .Missionary Society and tin- V. W. C. A. The Vice-President of the Missionary Society is one of the Nobility, and the Treasurer is from the Commons. The President of the V. W. ( ' . A. and one of the Cabinet are from the Nobles, the Vice-President and a Cabinet Member are from the Troubadours, and the Secre- tary and one member of the Cabinet from the Commons. The Prime Minister (in school language, the President of the Student Body) is one of the Common People. Athletics is very prominent in the Kingdom. Nicholson, of the Troubadours, is at the head of the Athletic Association and some others of the travelers 1 Di- ploma have made themselves famous in that line. In our farewell, as we set sail from the Kingdom of Peace, we wish for the ones who are following us to the port of Diploma all the pleasure and success with none of the sorrow and failures we have had, and let us add the hope that this History may find its way into the Library of Peace as a reference book for the instruction of Miss Womble ' s future classes. Historian. $ropIjecp of tfje Mentor Class Light bell had long since sounded, and the tallow candle that I had substitu- ted for the extinguished gas was burning low in ils stand on the little table, by which I sat. my thoughts buried in the history of Ancient Europe, as narrated in the book that lay open before me. Outside, the night was lovely, with the waning moon casting its pale light over the campus, while the perfume from the new-born spring flowers filled the balmy air. The stillness was broken now and then by the chirp of a night-bird. Weary of study, I turned from the book over which I had been bending, and looked out upon the beauties of the spring night. In front of my open windows hung loose branches of an ivy vine that hail been planted by hands that were now doing other duties than turning the lifeless pages of literary productions. As I gazed out upon the beautiful moonlit campus and its stately oaks, my mind was set adrift out over the months and years to follow, for I was reminded of the fact that within a week ' s time it would be ( ' lass Day, when the girls of ' 11 would plant their sprig of ivy, and leaving it to embrace the dear old walls of Peace, would go forth into a world of practical activity. This prompted me to wonder what would lie the future of the members of my Class, for many times, as we sat together in the twilight hour, had I heard each girl give expression to the lofty ideals which she cherished and toward the realization of which she looked forward in keen anticipation. Having feasted on the beauties of the night, I turned again to the (-pen book on the table, but, tired of reading how vicious Vandals and greedy Goths carried on their invasions and swooped down upon the homes of those whom they sought to destroy, I closed the history and buried my chin in my hands. The little tallow candle hail about run its course, and as I gazed at the dying flame, it flared up in a desperate effort to regain its former brilliancy, then fell in defeat. From the stand there arose a thin blue line of smoke which broadened with every pulse beat and increased in volume with each passing second, catching the moonbeams that flooded the room and holding them in friendly embrace. A strange drowsiness crept over me a delicious spell of stupidity — as I centered m eyes on the vision before me. Was it a face I saw taking shape in the mass of smoke? Yes, and one more beautiful than that of Helen or of Cleopatra. A form unmatched by all the sculptors of tin 1 ages appeared. She stood before me, clothed in matchless raiment, in which were intermin- gled the colors of the rainbow, while there appeared across her fair brow in figures of gold 1916. In her right hand she held aloft a wand, exquisite in design, which she waved gently to and fro. What would you ask of me, my child? came from her rose-tinted lips. Oh! 1 can read your thoughts; it is in your heart to ask concerning the welfare of your classmates, to whom you said good-bye five years ago at the gates of Peace. They are happy, and each is engaged in living out the ideals dreamed of in days gone by. Aye. aye, my lady, speak on. Even now, my child, a mighty plague rages in North China, but do not be alarmed when I tell you that one of your classmates is in the midst of the sufferers. She fears not, nor has she any need to fear, for the little Presbyterian Mission, in which Elizabeth Belk works and takes care of those brought there for attention, is untouched by the plague. Shall I tell you more? Speak on. my lady, I listen with interest. She smiled as if amused. Mabel Pugh, another classmate, has met with a queer yet amusing experience. You know she was always fond of country life. The other day — February 29th it was— she proposed to a rich farmer living in the neighborhood of Morrisville. He has the matter under consideration and will soon render his decision. He has an ideal country place, surrounded with all the luxuries that any heart could desire. ( hi his farm are cows to milk, chickens to feed, and alas! pigs to root up the flowers that Mabel will plant. Myrtle King is now a member of the faculty down at dear old Peace. When Miss Womble went into ' Original research work ' Myrtle took her place as head of the Department of Hjstosy: Ruth Nicholson is now America ' s foremost prima donna, with a worldwide reputation for her technique and sweetness of tone. Alas! Jim Kornegay followed the road that her solitaire led, and now wears with it a plain gold band ring. Ada Jones has given up comedy, and gone in for Shakespeare. Next week she makes her first appearance in Raleigh, taking the leading place in Macbeth. Jennie Shaw has opened a school— by the way, ' a new thing under the sun ' — in which she teaches ' casing on a scientific method. ' It promises to be a big success in the near future when its merits are fully known. Margaret Jones is engaged to a man who insists that she stop writing poetry. He has told the minister that he must add just after the clause: ' forsaking all others, ' the words: ' and my poetry. ' This is a compromise, though, as the minister is going to leave out of the ceremony the words: ' and obey him. ' Upon leaving Peace, Ellen Wilson went to New England Conservatory, where she graduated in voice. She made her formal debut in the summer of 1914 ami has become a leader in social circles. She spends her summers at Atlantic City, her winters at Palm Beach and Lent in Greenville, South Carolina. She is now at the latter place and only last week gave a social function that furnished half a column for the society sheets in several South Carolina dailies, while there was an account of it in the space in the New York Herald in which ' Social Events in Dixie ' are recorded. Flora Currie spent two years, after her graduation from Peace, at Vassar, taking special work, and is going to Europe next year to engage in historical re- search. Louise Sloan has received a long desired Ph.D. degree from Columbia Uni- versity, and is now engaged in teaching. Mrs. Hackett is a member of the Presbyterian choir in her home town, and My Lady! Lady! But she was gone! Are you going to sit there and dream all night; it is almost daybreak now! It was the voice of my room-mate that aroused me. All right, I replied, I hear you. But my thoughts were far off, as I pre- pared for sleep. OTtUof tfje Class of 1911 Peace Institute, Raleigh, Wake County, North Carolina: We, the members of the Class of 1911, of Peace Institute, of the aforesaid county and State, do realize the near termination of hut college life, and being in possession of certain property and effects, of which we wish to dispose before departing, do draw up this document. Therefore, know ye that we, the aforesaid Class, being of minds for the most part sound, and of reasonably liberal dispositions, do hereby make known our last will and testament; and do also declare any former or future one null and void. It is in manner and form as follows: We do hereby constitute and appoint the Junior Class as our lawful executor, without bond, to all intents and purposes, to execute this, our last will and testa- ment, according to the true intent and meaning of the same and every part and clause thereof. In token of our appreciation of their loving kindness and tender mercies, we do hereby bequeath to the members of the faculty these several small legacies: To Mr. Stockard we do bequeath all our poems and original stories to be used as models. To Mrs. Booker we do bequeath our tin cans, pickle bottles, frying pans, and chafing dishes. It is our will and purpose that the aforesaid effects be used in the interest of domestic science at Peace Institute. To Miss Womble we do thankfully and respectfully bequeath our history note books and pedagogy papers, same to be used in establishing a Library of Universal Knowledge at the aforesaid Institute. To Miss Wallace, this volume of Dr. White ' s sermons with commentaries thereon to be used as a model. Whereas, we deem the science of astronomy to be a very important and useful subject, we do bequeath this microscope to Miss Lyon, on condition that the members of the incoming Senior Class be required to spend two hours daily in making observations of the sons and moon. We do instruct our executor to erect outside the studio door of a certain J. P. Brawley, a monument, said monument to commemorate the prayers offered out- side the aforesaid door. To the undergraduates we will the following property and effects: 1. — To the Juniors we will our dignity, our virtues, and all our titles of respect. together with exemption from all tests and exams. 2. To the Sophs we will our basket ball championship and our reputation in athletics, same to be used respectfully and handled with care. 3. To the Freshmen we will this volume on the art of easing. Said volume contains valuable information as to the etiquette of presenting candy, flowers and chewing gum, also as to the best time and place of kissing. To the day pupils we bequeath the clock in central hall; to be wound once a year and set back ten minutes every day. For the elevation and inspiration of posterity, we bequeath the portraits of the Senior Class of 11111, to be living in the chapel of the aforesaid Institute. In witness whereof the said Class of 1911 do hereunto set our hand and seal, this the 22nd day of May 1911. [seal] CLASS OF 1911, (Pro) Margaret C. Jones. Signed, sealed and declared by said Senior Class to be its last will and testament in the presence of us, we, the witnesses do subscribe our names hereunto. Witnesses, Jenny Shaw Myrtle King Mabel Pugh Elizabeth Belk Junior Clas Color: Blue and Old Gold Flower: Daffodil Motto: Well begun is half done ©fficcrS Susie Ward Brown Elizabeth Browne Sparrow Mary Moore Allen Margie King Helen Julian President Vice-President Secretary and Treasurer Historian Poet iflrmtorrs Elizabeth Sparrow !ora Lee Montgomery Margie King Alice Woollcott Katharine Rogers Susie Brown Edwina Uzzell Mary Aycock Helen Julian M hy Moore Allen Nannie Petteway Jfatultp Slbbisrr Miss Rose Wallace Junior iPoem Upholding her haul in a dignified poise Miss Susie declared in her high, shrill voice This room to order must instantly com ! And therewith she rapped for nil to I dumb. ■•Minium, ' President, began the scribe, Mary Mum Rising and looking right straight at Urn door, If you please, ere we take up Urn business today— But no one run tell what else she did say For whispers from Katharine ' s corner were heard And Mary rushed over to catch every word. We knew of her suitors she was eager to tell, Which day after day she related quite well. Marjie jumping up with arms bnlli outfiung Implored all to hold their gossiping tongw , ' ' Twos maddening indeed for Hum not to cart Fur the things dear Mary was anxious In share. A thundering noise from the President ' s hammer Admonished the girls llml the terrible clamor Must thai moment hasten to an end, For all to business must now attend. Over in the corner, fondly embraced, Com Lee and Nannie had arms interlaced And muttered In Katharine such words of scorn That I warrant she wished sht ' ' I m vi r bet n born. Looking the girls over with searching eyes Elizabeth uttered the must bewailing cries, Fur Mary Moore Allen had skipped to case With Mary Aycock in a nice cosy place. Edwina and Alice, right before Susie ' s eyes, Esggsi zf Helen [tz !;-.:• jlad supnee) To make u move for them nil in adjourn So they their English Hun might learn. Leaping for joy the motion Helen made Bui nut the least nil, nliun in Susie u-us paid, Ami seconded it tens; oh, shameless gract . To think Hull it tens done in the President ' s face. Pnnr Susie, enraged, and white with despair Sunt; in lur scut, commenced pulling mil her hair Fur Hie girls, mil listening In her beseeching cull, Were rushing mil headlong into the hull. Junior Class history Last year we laid aside the timid looks and such of Freshman days and lived in the Miss of the Know-All. This year we have sported around with the full realization of our importance and are looking forward with great hopes and expectations to the glories soon to come. When the Fall of 1910 came around, there were only eleven Juniors, but we arc quite confident that when it comes to Class spirit, our Class is not found want- ing; always enthusiastic over distinctions and honors, and having strong inten- tions of enduring to the last. We have had Susie Brown as our President; Eliza- beth Sparrow as Vice-President, and Mary M c Allen as Secretary and Treas- urer. We take great pride and feel very fortunate in having Miss Wallace as our Faculty Member. One of the most delightful events during our Junior year was our victory over the Seniors in a series of games between the four classes. Then, too, we are proud in having our Vice-President chosen the smartest in our school and in her being one of the delegates to the Y. W. C. A. Convention. We boast of the fact that several of the members of our Class are well on the road toward becoming prima donnas, artists, musicians and readers, while others have wonderful talent and unbounded ambition to be contributors to the literary world. Thus, in spite of the frequent scoldings and reproving words of the Faculty, we have kept a brave front and are sincerely hoping that at some early day our history outlines and originality in theme-writing will be appreciated. We are also desirous that our knowledge of science, Trig, and Latin will not 1 onsidered as limited as they are often thought to be now. Profiting by our past mistakes and always bearing in our minds our motto, Well begun is half done, and with forward as our watchword, we catch a glimpse of the goal to which all honest endeavors, however minute, must lead. mm i£ opi)omore Claste Colors: Baby Blue and White Flower: Forget-me-not Motto: Palma non sine pulrere ©tiiave Elizabeth Howard Blanche Scott Elizabeth Baker Nellie Graves President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer fflembers Velma Morrow Alice T. Pender Maggie Cooper Bessie Jackson Margery McKey Irving Royster jfacultp JtUmber Miss Haskin Jfltfcmtgfjt atb Not a sound was heard, not a squeal nor squeak, As din- way In the gym. we hurried, Not a skipper discharged a frightened shriek As the mice down the hallway scurried. We feasted grandly, at dead of night, No duty-teacher discerning Hi, Hi,- lh ' ,-1:, ■ring fays from the far arc light And our candle dimly burning. No useless plates held the salad coarse Each girl Linn- no etiquette bound her, But each ate on, with surprising force — With a thin kimono around her. Few mill short were the words we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we silently finished our midnight raid And bitterly thought of the morrow. E. ( ' . 15. Jf resfjman Class Colors: Light Blue and Dark Blue Flower: Lily of the Valley Motto: Learn and Grow Wise Officers Eva Grady Ruth Mitchell Pansy (Iaitley P res tile nt Vice-President Secretary and Treasurer itlembers Allie May Burns Annie Morton Pansy Gaitley Agnes Wilson Lura Finley Eva Grady Ruth Mitchell Jfatiiltp atibiscr Miss Mabel Royster (Cwtiftratf (Elass Julia Borden Williams Ridgeway, N. C. Latin, French Eva Neal Kelly Clarkton, N. C. Art Evelyn Hope Daniels ...... Wilson, N. C. Art (Special) Dell Capell Raleigh, N. C. Business Course, French Laura Allen Ives New Bern, N. C. Science, English, Philosophy Mary Pickett Ward New Bern, N. C. French, English, Philosophy, History, Pedagogy 3) r regular Class Colors: i ' hocolate and Sherry Flower: Primus Japt Eliz m-.mii Taylor Clara Armstrong Mim Rankin . Eloise Jackson ©Hirers President Vice-President St cri tary TreasuTi r Jfflemljers El I ,EN VaUGHAN Margaret Jennings Jean Ward Ida Williams (ene Harris Nellie Pruden Grace Lumsden Emma Darnell Rachel Kornegay Eunice Borden Louise Hackney Mary Cleaves Daniels Ruth Tate Laura Carter Madeline Cutchin Gladys Mitchell Allie Graves ' Case? Jones in Aetata ' ome all ye loafers if you want to hear A story that will make il clear Ilmr the Tarboro gang and the Wilson brigade (!nt mixed up in their escapade. The train left Wilson at a quarter past two, 11 ' it il to Selma with a rakish crew, Skilly and Little One, Ikey and Squiz, Jeannie and Flapjack, Bib and the Friz. Little Om laughed when Ikey cried, ()u more train that I want to rich . Skilly nodded and yelled Thai ' s mine — Tin Raleigh train number 89. Three miles this side of that Selma linen Thai blamed old engine blew out and down, ' Tin n pulled in the station as all flung a jit, For that Raleigh laced had hit the grit. Eight frenzied college girls stormed that place, Shook suit eases in the agent ' s face, Demanded a hand ear, freight or express To take ' em to Raleigh in an hour or less. The poor agent, threatened with awful deal i, Gasped aloud in his last drawn breath {Catching glimpses of the gates of Heaven), Tin next Raleigh train leans ' leven twenty-seven! All thai evening they stormed that town, Didn ' t get quiet till the sun went down. Then went joy-riding in the drizzling rain Ami came mar missing that midnight train. They dashed round the corner with little heed. Swung thai Pullman at breakneck speed, But when they reached Raleigh — what did they find! Hi oris ami suit-cases all left behind! E. C. B. w . ,vi , ' ' •.■ Elizabeth Baker Flora Currie Lillian Fo ntain Beulah Majette Margery McKet Jennie Shaw Sophie Booker Sara Exim Ada Jones Sara McGee Mary McLeod Lena Shaw Ethel Woodard Allie May Burns Elizabeth Fountain Annie Reade Lewis Kathryn McKet Nannie Petteway Lizzie Winston yifl it N i L, II Cijoral Class; Eva Ai.eord ( ' i.aka Armstrong Elizabeth Bakeu Millie S. Beahd Elizabeth Belk Sophie Booker Eunice Borden Mary Borden Stsie Brown Allie May Burns Mabel ( ' lark Flora Currie Mary Cleaves Daniels Georgia Davis Emma Darnell Lillian Duncan Ethel Fielding Lura Finley Pansy Gai i ley w .1 ,IE ' rHAVES Lois Long Hackett Louise Hackney Elizabeth Howard Laura Ives Alice Johnson Bettie Jordan Helen Julian Eliza Knox James Mary Kohnegay I; ichel Kornegay Agnes McLean Mary McLeod Edna MacMillan Marjorie Mon rAGi i Vel ma Morrow Mrs. ( ' . L. Newman Ruth Nicholson Alice Thurston Pender Nellie Pruden Mabel Pugh Maud Rankin Irving Rcy i eh Ki in Sauls Blanche Scott Jennie Shaw Louise Sloan Elizabeth Sparrow Ruth Tate Elizabeth Taylor Roberta Thackston Ellen Vaughan Helen Wallace Pat Walser Edna White Mary White Sara Williams Ellen Wilson Sallie Wilson Jflusu $uptl£ Susie Brown Emma Darnell Mr. B. Dixon Mr. W. Dixon Sara Exum Pansy Gaitley Mary IIassell Eloise Jackson Julia Jer.man Hilda Loftin Mary McDowell Mary McKimmon Ruth Mitchell Susan Jones Elizabeth Kilgore Annie McDade Beulah Majette Gladys Mitchell Velma Morrow Annie Morton Thel.ma N m lor Ethelyn Penny Nellie Pruden Maud Rankin Lena Shaw Phebe Smith jMuSic pupils— Continufb M i Turin. Louise Sloan Elizabeth Taylor Mary White Lizzie Winston ( Iertrude Stephenson Lena May Stephenson Zi la Burt Mary Burt Extra Bessie Jackson Maid Johnson Mary Lee ( Sapehart M m:i i. Clark Lai ra Carter Alice Cole m vggie ( jooper Mari i !lea es Daniels I !l ORG] V I hi IS Ll RA FlNLEY Nellie Graves M. Holding Elizabeth Howard Laura Ives Alice Johnson Aha Jones T. Kemp Jim Kornegay Eliza Lindsay Elizabeth Mc( Iee Agnes McLe i Mary McLeod Alice Pender Mabel Pugh Amy Stockard See Thackston Ethel Fielding Helen Julian 1 1 . ixc. i;.r, - I I i: Edna White Mary White Elizabeth Sparrow Mrs. Hackett Len Sw indell Minnie Walston Blanche White Emma White Agnes Wilson ' 01,1 MiiiA Smith Mary Moore Allen ( ' i.aka Ah h i ri ing Mary Aycock Mary Bordi n Helen W illace Pat Walseu Jean Ward Jeanette Warren Ida Williams Ellen Wilson Kith Sails Fannie Bonner May Thacker Lillian Fountain Kathryn McKey Martha Li i tin Sadie Loftin i !h in: Lumsden Sallie Wilson J. Ulalock Elizabeth Howard Minnie Sparrow Hermes Stephenson I.it.a Stockard Emma White Eva Aleord Elizabeth Baker M iKt Borden Lillian Duncan Bettie Jordan Hutu Nicholson Mrs. Newman Roberta Thackston Sara Williams Sallie Wilson Art CW Class Molto : £gfo Hon ro um flon Po u-n j Evelyn Hope Daniels Mary Ward Mabel Pugh Ruth Adams Eva Kelly Margaret Jones Betsy Taylor Annie Montague Ellen Vaughan Emma Darnell Mary Ray Emma White Eva Yelvington Allie May Burns Mary Burt Exum Eva Alford [bene Smith Madeline Lindsey Margery McKey JftSfee ' S Account of ftfje Starting i:tme There was no use trying to get thro ' the summer. The provisions in store would not last a month. Gee! I ' m as hungry as a bear. All of that fruit cake I brought back is gone. Yonder go some girls to North Side. I wish I had an ice- cream soda. Yesterday I had a grand one, up street. And Helen and I saw the grandest looking man in the Fruit Store, with a grey overcoat on. He certainly could flirt. And those eyes! They aren ' t as good looking as Jack ' s, tho ' . Two weeks ago I went automobiling with him. Yonder goes a swell big machine now- I wonder whose it is. There comes Miss L. That ' s a good looking new hat she has on. My black hat got wet coming from the theater last night. I ' m glad I went. tho ' . That man in the play was worth it all. And I saw three people from home, too. I ' m going home in two weeks. I do hope Jack will be there. He didn ' t say in his letter last night. I hope I ' ll get some mail at dinner. This is ice cream night. Evelyn Hope promised me her cream. I ' m going to chapel with Mary tonight. She ' s gone down town this afternoon. I think that ' s Mary coming up the walk, now, oh! why goodness! it ' s Miss Womble and I haven ' t read but one sentence in ' Fiske ' ! E. C. R. a Dil iters of $i tEIjcta Jftlu Eitcrarp g octctp Ellen Wilson Mabt Ward Helen Wallace Margery McKei President Vice-President Secretary Members; of $i ftfjeta illu Hitttavp ocietp Eva Alford Allie May Burns Zula Burt Flora Currie Allie Graves Nellie ( Ihaves Pansy Gaitley Mary Hassell Ada Jones Margaret Jones Alice Johnson Bessie Jackson Cattie May Jackson Helen Julian Myrtle Kino Annie Read Lewis Annie Morton Agnes McLean Mary McLeod Margery McKey Beulah Majette Cora Lee Montgomery Katherine McKey ' Iladys Mitchell Mary I ' huden Mabel Pugh Irving Royster Irene .Smith Jennie P. Shaw Amy Stockard Elizabeth Taylor Rute Tate Sue Thackston Ellen Vaughan Helen Wallace Jean Ward Jennette Warren Mary Ward Ellen Wilson Ida Williams Lizzie Winston Agnes Wilson Sallie Wilson Eva Yelvinqton 1 IV Icr- Oociely ,— J_J elai Debaters Betsey Taylor, n e II Cora Lee Montgomery Elizabeth Belk, S K Mary Borden Resolved: — Thai Chinese {migration should be prohibited. ©fftrrrs of g igma $lji Uappa Uttcrarp g octet) Louise Sloan President Nannie Petteway Vice-President James Maky Koknegay ....... Secretary Blanche Scott Treasurer JfkmfcerS of GTfje g tgma ffl)i Eappa Utterarp octetp Mary Moore Allen Maky Aycock Elizabeth Belk Eunice Borden Maky Lee Capehart Mabel Clark Madeline Cutchin Evelyn Hope Daniel Maky Exum Lura Fin ley Louise Hackney Eugenia Harris Lai ha Ives Margaret Jennings James Kornegay Grace Lumsden Edna McMillan Marjorie Montague Ruth Nicholson Nannie Petteway Maud Rankin Bessie Reaves Blanche Scott Elizabeth Sparrow Minnie W ALSTON Sara Williams Clara Armstrong Elizabeth Baker Maky Borden Si sie Brown Laura Carter Maggie Cooper Mar ' s ( ' leaves Daniels Emma Darnell Sara Exum E Irady Lois Long Hackett, Mrs Elizabeth Howard Eloise Jackson Eva Kelly- Rachel Kornegay Elizabeth McGee Ruth Mitchell Velma Morrow Alice Pender Nellie Pruden Mattie Reaves Ruth Sauls Louise Sloan Pattie Walser Julia Williams February •o lt -| j| — banquet n © M— s k On the night of February 10th, 1911, a banquet was given by the IT © M and 2 K Societies to the faculty and students of Peace. Little Bo-Peep was there, and so was Cream of Wheat. The White Sister came with Polly of the Circus, and among the elite were cowboys, negro mammies, butterflies, nuns, rag dolls, babies, Columbia and the Quaker sisters. A two-course banquet was served, following which was a big german in the auditorium. Punch was served from an artistically arranged corner of the room in the intermissions. One of the most attractive features of the evening was an old-fashioned square dance led by Uncle Remus and a Sunflower. It was a late hour when farewells were said. OTebtnng at $eace 2 k— ii e m On the night of Saturday, February 4, 1911, the Cathedral at Peace was the scene of a brilliant wedding. The handsome and gallant Sir Harry Belk was united in wedlock to the Lady Elizabeth, the beautiful daughter of the Earl of Richmond. The ceremony was performed by his Lordship, Archbishop Booker, of Brooklyn. The order of ceremony was as follows: Groomsmen, E. H. and M. C. Borden, Cleaves Daniels, S. W. Brown, M. C. McLeod and A. L. Jones. Then the bridesmaids, each carrying candles, as follows: .Misses Helen Julian, Nellie Craves, Cora Montgomery, Maud Rankin, Irving Royster and Elizabeth Sparrow. Next came the two little flower girls, Elizabeth Baker and Jean Ward. The maid of honor, Miss Alice Pender preceded the bride, who entered on the arm of her father. At the altar they were met by the groom and his best man, Mr. E. Henry Alford. While the bride and groom were still kneeling at the altar, Mile. Nicholson, the famous prima donna, rendered the beautiful marriage hymn, in her most glorious voice. After the ceremony, the wedding ball took place. Dancing and merry-making continued until daybreak. This was pronounce. 1 the most brilliant affair of the season. f)e Mi (A Christmas Stoky) It was Christmas Eve night. Outside the wind was blowing the snow into great drifts and rattling the window panes with a fierceness that made one glad to be indoors out of the gale. I wis ' they would ' nt wattle so, and Harry, Jr., left off flattening his little button of a nose against the pane and turned from his survey of the street back into the cheerful room. Don ' yuh mind they rattlin ' , chile, jes yuh conn ' to mammy and she ' ll tell yuh ' bout Santy Clause. The child came slowly towards her and sat down on the hearthrug witli his head against her knee. The firelight shone on his bright little face and tangled yellow curls, but tonight there was a new ami serious expression in his big blue eyes, and once or twice he wrinkled his little brow into a baby frown. Mammy looking down suddenly saw his expression. What ' s (le matter wid ma chile tonight? Is de firelight too strong for ma baby ' s eyes? I was jus ' finking. Mammy, do all little boys have muwers? Yes, honey. And daddies, mammy? Yes, yes, chile. Mammy sighed heavily; if this was the finking that her baby was doing, she foresaw trouble getting him to sleep, and tonight was Christmas eve, too. Mammy, suddenly, do uvver little boys ' muwers come to see them on ( ' hristmas eve? Lor ' , now, chile, don ' yuh worry ' bout dat! Jes ' yuh look at dis beautiful picture, taking a book from the table, while mammy tells yuh a story. Suddenly a whistle sounded outside the door. Daddy! and Harry, Jr., was up and across the room with a bound just as the door was flung open and a big light-haired man caught him up in his arms. Well, how ' s the kid to-night? Fine and dandy, eh, mammy? Yes, Marse Harry. ' Cep I spec ' he ' s a little sleepy and old Santy will be comin ' soon. None of your hints, mammy, I won ' t have it. The kid and 1 are going to make a night of it. He strode across the floor with the child in his arms. Harry, Jr., laughed and clapped his fat little hands together; he seemingly had completely forgotten his worry of a moment before. Well, old man, what shall it be ' . ' Shall we give mammy a holiday for an hour or so and go to Daddy ' s den for a lark? The child wiggled with delight. Oh, yes! and sit in the big chair and make pitty music wif the funny drum wif the handle and no inside. Bless your little heart, that wo will! and Mr. Burress hugged the little warm body close to him. Good bye, mammy, I ' ll bring him back when he gets sleepy. Dood bye, mammy, dood bye! Mammy waved her old black hand cheerfully, but there were tears in her eyes. Dem ' s jes ' ' bout de lonesomest two, dey is! Why some folks is so stubborn is mo ' den des ol ' eyes kin see. Ef Miss Mary wa ' n ' t so pizen proud and Marse Harry jes ' like her, dis might be a happy Christmas fur us all. Lor ' , Lor ' , what is we all comin ' to ennyhow? Mammy ' s words were only too true. Out in the dim hallway, in spite of his smile and gay manner, a change came over Mr. Burress ' face and into his eyes crept a look of longing. Daddy, whistle! the baby voice woke him from his revery. Wait ' till we get to the other side of the house, kiddie, then Daddy ' ll whistle all you want. Don ' t muvver like whistling, Daddy? His father started, how well the kid had read his thoughts. Don ' t know, old man, guess we had better not try it, anyhow. When they reached his rooms Mr. Burress put the child down in his den and went into his dressing room, to take off his coat. Not a minute did Harry, Jr., wait. Only on such rare occasions as this was he allowed the freedom of this room, and being an inquisitive little soul he began immediately to investigate all the queer looking things that caugh this eye. He trotted around the room, pausing to examine some and passing over others. Suddenly he came upon a large framed picture, setting down on the floor, of a gloriously beautiful woman in evening dress. The firelight playing over it made it look almost alive. The boy stood still. My muvver! came in a whisper from his baby lips. For a moment he stood quietly, his little lips trembling, then his face lit up with a sudden thought, and he turned and started towards the hall door just as his father entered by the other. Leaving daddy this soon, son; are you tired? No, daddy, I was just finking — Your thoughts lead you into queer places sometimes, Harry, Jr., you shouldn ' t follow them up so closely. The child looked at him curiously. The man stooped and gathered him up in his arms. Come on, he said with a laugh, let ' s start the music. He pulled a big green leather chair up in front of the fire and caught up his banjo from a corner. The kid cuddled down against his father ' s soft green dressing- gown and smiled a little contented smile up in his face, and the evening ' s program began. Such a mixture of songs, everything from college yells to hymns, but all sung in a half whisper which could not be heard beyond the room and which usu- ally lulled Harry, Jr., into semiconsciousness, but tonight they had been singing nearly an hour and the blue eyes were as wide awake as ever. Daddy, don ' you know a Christmas song? Why, yes, boy — I had almost forgotten that it is Christmas eve — Daddy, what do you most wan ' Santy to bring you? I don ' t know — I had ' nt thought. Whal do you want more than anything else, kiddie, or is then ' anything? I want, and Harry, Jr. ' s, I i i, blue eyes looked straight into his, I want — my muwer! Hi.s father groaned. So do I ! My ( rod, how I do want her! Out in the hallway there was a slighl noise. A beautiful woman, dressed for the opera, leaned heavily against the opposite wall, her eyes filled with an unutter- able longing as she looked through the half open dour at the two before the fire. Mr. Burress buried his face in his hands, and the kid unheeded slipped to the floor. He walked over and stood in front of the picture of his mother and held out his little arms. A half-smothered cry broke from the white lips of the woman in the hall. The child turned quickly al the sound and there before him stood his real, live mother, the tears streaming down her cheeks, holding nut her arms. With a soli he ran to her and was caught and held to her aching mother heart. Harry, Sr., raised his head. Was lie dreaming? Could that he Mary in his den ' . ' Mary, whom he had hardly seen for two months, except to pass i oinj; ' in or out of the house without a sign of r gnition; Mary, his wife whom he loved better than life itself? He stumbled to his feet — Mary! he cried hoarsely. She raised her tearwet face from the child ' s curls and held out one hand. The next instant, mother and child were crushed in his hungry arms and tin- aching of three lonely hearts was dissolved in a Hood of love. Harry, she whispered, forgive me. I was wrong and I was too proud to tell you. My darling, it is I who needs forgiveness. I, too, was proud Muwer, broke in the baby voice, did Santy llause send you? I think it was rod, darling. He knew. Elizabeth M. Taylor. € )t lb grtorp As one who feels an impulse to do something very rash, Yet hesitates a moment, lest it seems too bold a dash, So I feel an inspiration that to write a note to you Would be just Hit: way to tell you that I lore you as I do. So I build my hopes on nothing, tho ' I hope you ' ll understand That the secret I shall tell you is the oldest in the land. But it ' s what I ' ve tried to tell you, every day, this whole long year, It ' s just this simple sentiment:— I low you, dearest dear! If I wrote a hundred pages, and rewrote a hundred more, And exposed my wondrous (?) knowledge, and my store of modern lure. Even then I could not better this one sentence writtt n here: — love you — yes, I lire you — oh! I lore you, dearest dear! Elizabeth Belk. GTfje $et Hearing his name spoken, Jack Brooks looked up from his books with a start. At the same time, he realized that he was overhearing a conversation that was not intruded for his ears, bu1 before he could leave the room he unavoidably overheard the following: Jack Brooks! Well, I guess I will. 1 take your bet for the candy and will have him believing I love him before another day. He recognized the speaker as Mildred Telfair, with whom h e had fallen very much in love. Quickly arising, he made his way out of the room to the porch. Here he paused with the realization that all of his dreams had been shattered by a lew words. He loved Mildred and had hoped that sometime she might return it, hut to hear her in this cold-blooded way talking to another fellow about fooling him into thinking she loved him, threw another light on the subject. The rest of the afternoon he spent in miserable thought. Was this the girl he had loved, a heartless flirt? His mind went hack to the happy hours they had spent together. He must talk to her about it. Perhaps his ears had deceived him or perhaps she was talking about some one else; but no, she had said Jack Brooks. Still, he could not give her up without a word of explanation. When his mind again reverted to the words she had said, ' I will have him believing I love him before another day, of course, what a fool he was! If he saw her, she might even now try to fool him into thinking she loved him, but in spite of it all he determined to see her that night, whatever happened. When at last he saw her alone, he opened the subject with, Mildred, I could not avoid overhearing your conversation with John .Marshall this afternoon. I had hoped ami you had led me to believe, that some day I might make you love me, but now I know that that is impossible. Your being able to fake, and even bet on it, has made it clear to me that you have only been flirting all along. Well, I suppose it is not in you to love, or is it that the right fellow hasn ' t come yet ' . ' Seeing that she was about to answer, In ' stopped her with, Either way, it counts me out, so there is nothing for me to do but say good bye. I [ere she interrupted, Jack, don ' t take it so. Can ' t you see that that is only my way? We were simply joking, both of us. ( !ome, say you will forget and be friends again. She raised her beautiful brown eyes appealingly to his. Looking into them, he found it hard to resist their pleading, but remembering her words of the afternoon, answered, If it were only to be a friend I might, Mil- dred, but it is .so much more than a friend that I wanted to be to you, good bye. As he started out the door, Mildred, realizing for the first time that he was really serious about leaving, called in a tremulous voice, .lack! No answer. Jack! Si ill no answer. Jack ' , come here just a minute Well, what is it, Mildred ' . ' I have something to tell you if you come here. I am waiting. Can ' t you see — that — What, what, Mildred? — I love you! Mildred do you mean it? Xo, you can ' t after what you said. Here she began softly to cry, and unable to stand it longer, he was at her side in one step. All that he said was, You darling. And the next morning, Mildred received a five pound box of chocolates. Evelyn Hope Daniels. (Dedicated to Miss Ethel Haskix) Dear Heart, as the days go slowly on One by one, Each fresh new Say ttoth dawn More brightly, ami each hour I spend, If lost nr Willi, Doth sweeter sain because you are my friend. Xn mailer if the Iambi b, Great or small Your ever ready sympathy. Your hi ml ami cheery smile. Your hiring call Will always help me mi the dreary mile. To you with all my joy ami grief I freely com Knowing that tin re I ' ll li ml relief, Ami luring understanding shall mil miss. If tongue set ms dumb With my whole said I thank you in a lass. Elizabeth Taylor. Mfjen 3 OTent gtiroat) Of course in going abroad my mother and the conventionalities of decent society thought it necessary for me to be supplied with a Moral Shepherd Dog, in other words, a chaperone. I was exceedingly lucky in the choice of one, else I could never have had this adventure. Miss Smith was a maiden lady of forty- five, but still too young to give up struggling. She had not yet reached the age when it is a real comfort to be an old maid — that is, when all hope has departed. As we were making our way out of the crowded New York depot, we passed a book stand, and my chaperone paused, with thoughts, I suppose, of lonely hours on the steamer while she will sit wrapped in heavy blankets to keep the dampness from her dear old romantic bones — to select a book. Her eye fell on a little volume, Si i iry of an Untold Love. It reached her heart at once. We were intending to spend the night with a relative of mine, who had prom- ised to send her car to meet us. While I stood in the doorway watching the crowds of people and awaiting Miss Smith, a beautiful automobile drove up, the footman flung open the door, and in I stepped, all thoughts of the dear old lady vanishing entirely from my mind. The next thing I knew I was being whirled rapidly to the residential part of the city. When the car was brought to a standstill I looked up and saw a handsome brownstone front, and instead of being welcomed by my dear old auntie with her soft caress and her sweet face in its frame of silver hair, I was taken clear off my feet by the embrace of a good looking young fellow, who did not even allow me a moment of protest, and the hearty greeting, We are so glad to have you come. He was followed by a handsome, dignified lady, richly attired, and the dearest girl of about sixteen, who gave me quite as hearty if a quieter greeting, asking, a note of disappointment in her voice, But where is James? Thereupon, since I had no James to offer, I began to explain, and in turn they explained. James was the oldest son, who was expected home with his bride. My new relations, however, insisted upon my taking lunch with them before starting out in search of Miss Smith, and I, hungry, as usual, of course consented, after which we — meaning my new brother (whose name, by the way, is Steve) — started on what proved to be a fruitless search, as I had given Miss Smith my aunt ' s ad- dress and did not know it. So I went back to my friend ' s home to spend the night. Well, all ' s well that ends well, and I will only add that I am now really and truly a sister-in-law to the pretty sixteen-year-old girl, and Steve and I just adore old ladies with intellectual tastes. Lizzie Winston. Eosa Bolorosfa Her face was always turned toward him; the sun looked through his green branches, into her white heart, and reflected her smiles and artifices. The butter- flies kissed her dainty petals and carried the kisses to his glossy leaves. The winds heard her faint whispers of love and echoed them. The moon aided her with his alluring beams, and the rain clothed her in sparkling raiment — but all to no avail. The stately oak still ignored the delicate, pure white rose. In vain her artifices, in vain her endeavors, and wholly futile her charms. The oak saw but the sylph-like birch, nearby, and his low murmerings and caresses of endearment were but for her. Poor little white rose! Side by side the oak, the birch, and the rose grew. One spring ' s greening and one summer ' s blooming had they stood so and the little pale flower had grown to love her neighbor very dearly. One day, the oak whispered an impassioned love message to the birch, and a jolly breeze, in pity for the rose, carried it to her and told her of the oak ' s lifelong devotion to the birch. She faded quickly, and fell from her stem. The winds and rain compas- sionately bore her to the nearby stream, where she floated on far away. All winter she lay in a niche of the stream ' s bank, and the friendly pine needles covered her warmly. When the snow was gone, a graceful, delicate sapling came forth from the rose ' s sleeping-place, and when drooping green branches began to grow, the pines and cedars looked askance at it. The wind happening that way, one summer morning, kissed the dainty sapling and paused on its leaves for a moment, then flew to the pines and cedars to tell them the secret it had whispered to him: — I am the soul of the rose, a weeping willow forever mourning my vain love. Siamud. 3u fHrmnrtam MAKV JORDA.N RASCOE DEC. IT. 1SOJ JVJSK 31, l! li) MACK EUZABETH PARKS OCT. -J. l-:rj mav 11, inio I. €. SI. JENNIE MlAW . James Mary Kornegay Elizabeth Sparrow Mabel Pugh Elizabeth Belk Elizabeth Baker Ellen Wilson Mary McLeod Louise Sloan . Agnes McLean ' ' sidt ni Vice-Pn nd ni Secretary . ( ' fmirman of Dt motional ' ' ommiU e ' ■■ ■ • ■ ' I ' mittnittrc ( ' Ihtinitttn I nd irolh.ijt ' lte (. ' oinirutUi: Chairman of Missionary Com nitU e Chairman of Poster Committee ( ' kairmari oj Music ( ' ommUtee ©fficcrfi ifflissiionarp g octctp President Mary McLeod Elizabeth Belk Vice-fresUtent Sallie Wilson Secretary at .„,,, p„„ d Treasurer Commbrumg If the Cooking Class girls have to pay 85 a month for the things they cook, how much does it cost Mr. Brawley? If the earth were to swell to the size of the sun, and people were to increase in the same ratio, how large would Pat be? If there are nine solitaires in school, and seventeen frat pins, how many old maids will Peace turn out? If everybody was as brilliant as Skilly, and had a headlight like Eva ' s, how much gas money could be spent on the fare? If Betsey went to Hampden-Sidney, where would Bush Scott go? If out of a girl ' s allowance, 93-100 is spent at the Fruit Store, 63-79 at Brant- ley ' s, 14-19 at Steinmetz ' s, and 86-91 at the Little Store, how much is spent on annual sandwiches? If Pepsi-Cola is to Mary Ward as Ice Cream Soda is to Ellen, find the ratio of a Cherry Smash to Elizabeth. If all electric currents are as slow as that from Buffalo to Peace, how long would it take to electrocute the Editors? Laura : Alice : : Velma : ? Stfjlrtic association I!i in Nicholson . . . President Sophie Booker . . Secretary and Treasurer Susie Brown Tennis Manager Vei.ma Morrow . Basket Ball Manager Miss Haskins, Coach OFFICERS OF ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION transit? gasket JBall Steam Velum Morrow Captain Margert M Ki.y Goals Elizabeth Howard Maggie Cooper Guards Velma Morrow Centei Elizareth Baker Miss Raskin, Coach Armstrong Stockard, Mascot - i. z two Junior JJasfcet IBall tEeam Susie Brown Pat Walser . Elizabeth Sparrow Goals Guard Center Captain Susie Brown Elizabeth Taylor Nellie Pruden 5 opfjoinorc basket 5all QTeam Velma Morrow Captain Margery McKey Goals . . . . Elizabeth Howajrd Maggie Cooper Guards . Velma Morrow ' ( titer Sophomore! Sophomore! They ' re the train that makes the score, When they begin they ' re sure to win And make the others sore. Sophomore! Sophomore! liar, you seen them play? Put it in, nit ii in, put it in, — sure! Brave Sophomore! Jfrrsfjman Cram Allie May Burns Agnes McLean Louise Hackney Goals Ct nli r Captain LUHA FlXLEY Allie May Burns Kuth Mitchell Coopeh, Guard McKey, Goal PENNANT TEAM Morhow, Guard and Capta Baker, ( ' - nter Howard, Goal s S E =1 A S- 2- Hill - - r K 5 G S ! £ 3 ? i 1 sll HOE pa a R § g 1 | § 3 y a- 3 3 $ § I « s o g § § o e- o — ,j £ o -; S « w 5 3 £ 3 £. • - d 5 I C X X. -a X. : z : a S § (2 2; tn m £ s popular g ongsi H tmg at $eace Jean, My Jean My Hero Put Your Arm- ' Around Me Kiss Me Sadie Salome Over in Brooklyn Mania, Where ' s Mama Spearmint Kiddo Any Little Girl Hang Out the Front Door Key. ( ' all mi ' Up Some Rainy Afternoon ' aptain Willie Brown All That I Ask is Love . The Fight is On Me Too .... Every Little Movement . ( )h You Joy-Bide . Please Go Way and Let me Sleep Take Plenty of Shoes . . . . This is No Place for a Minister ' s Daughter Gee, Ain ' t I Glad I ' m Single I ' m a Member of the Midnight Crew Yankee Girl ..... ( luddle up a Little Closer • ' nine With me and Paint Paree What is the World Without You Dear Pig ... Way Down Yonder in the Corn Fiel Pat Mitchell Betsey John Bush and Skilly Ruth ami Louise Prudie Sophie ( !utchin Squiz Bid Belk h Betsy Physical ( !ulture Eve Soph Basket Ball Miss Fielding Little ( )ne Ike, Sijnz, Skilly Eunice Lizzie Winston Peace Yei.ma Kathryn Margery Mary and Boo Miss Royster Mux Booker Mi;. Bkawley E. Borden Statistics; Betsy Taylor Prettiest She ' s beautiful, and therefore to be wooed She is a woman; therefore to be won. Sophie Booker Handsomest Eyes tlioi rout, I see her on this tumour ' s day Might find it hunt to turn another way. May Thacker Must Attractive For luilun made her what she And never made another. When hi r delicaU feet in the dance ttoinkU ' roun I, are of light, her home is the air. Eunice Borden Most Popular live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around rru Eva Alford Most Sincere ' To God, thy country and thy friend be true: Mar McLeod Most accomplished What other woman could there be like Elizabeth Bulk Most Original ' There is none like her, nam ' All II, I [raves Best Dressed ■WiiiI her styli is of great elegan Elizabeth Sparrow Smartest. From her cradle she wc Exceeding wise. scholar, and ripe and good Velma Morrow Most Athletic Her rose an aihlete, strong to breah or bind. ' Allie Mat Burns Look! She ' s winding up the watch of her wit- Bye and bye it will strike. Laura Jarter Neatest Hen ' s to tht neaU st i lira ' s to you ' Margery McKey Lizzie Baker {ana Cutest So innocent — arch. So cunning — simplt . ' Jofeeg Will somebody please tell Bessie Reaves, Georgia Davis ' maiden name? Alice Pender said her father was going to get a new Case machine. Miss Haskin wanted to know if it was a better machine than the Wheeler and Wilson, but Ruth Nicholson said she knew that Cases were the best of all. Elizabeth Howard wants to borrow some individual hair pins. Miss Womble told Laura Carter to make a special report on Cromwell for Tuesday. Laura answered: You had better give it to somebody else, Miss Womble, I am going to Chapel Hill, and might not come back. Some of Miss Lyon ' s bright sayings: Don ' t you say anything, girls, unless you are talking. The best way to see a thing is to look at it. Miss Womble, on II Sub. History, happened to mention Oxford University— Majette: Why I have a brother there. He goes to Horner Military School. Allie Graves: I think the whole Faculty needs epitaphs. (Meaning ipecac.) Margaret: You don ' t mean epitaphs— Epitaph is a poem by Shakespeare. I saw it down at the Raney Library yesterday. During a basket ball game, Miss Haskin told Mabel Pugh to get off the damp ground. I ' m not sitting on the ground, I ' m sitting on a leaf— I ' ll show it to you, said Mabel indignantly. Stranger, to Mary Ward: Madam, haven ' t you a daughter out at Peace Institute? Rachel Kornegay at Giersch ' s: Waiter, please bring me a bill of lading- I wish to order my dinner. Mary Exuni asked Betsy John if she knew her brother out at A. M. Betsy: Is he a Frat man? Mary: No, he is unusually thin. Pat: Was Joan of Arc Noah ' s sister? Htmertcfes There once was a lady named Cattle Whom no one could really call Fatty- ()f cases she ' d many — The worst was on Jennie This remarkable creature named Catlie There mire Heed a cascr named Ruth About whom we ' ll all speak the truth, Shi ' ( .so many cases That the girls all ran races To dodge ' round the corner from Ruth. There was a young lady named Eva Who wore ten willow jitumes on her hearer, She had one diamond ring Big enough for a king And a beau who we hope won ' t deceive her. Thin was n young lady named Laura Who lost all her cash, to her sorrow, She ' d spent it on Hershey ' s And dinners at Giersch ' s, Tliis extravagant lady named Laura. There once was a young English teacher Whose teaching at Peace was a feature Unknown there before, Her themes made them sore Gee! She was a peach of a creature ! Hare you heard of the Staff on the Lotus. ' With their moaning and groaning they smote us They ' d work all night long, ( ' omposing one song They ' re insane now — that staff on the Lotus. local Hworitirs N N Z E Q. E. A A a a r ngma st Colors: Red awl Grn Fli i.k: Tulip iHcmbrrs Elizabeth Howard . Alice Thurston Pender Elizabeth Baker Sophie Booker Mat Th acker Blanche Scott Betsy Taylor Tarboro, N. C. Tarboro, N C. Tarboro, N. C. Lexington, Va. Xorfolk, Va. Graham, N.C. Richmond, Va. Jfacultp itlcmutr Miss Ethel Haskin MMu Margaret Jennings Eugenia Harris Ellen Wilson Nellie Graves Maud Rankin Marjorie Montague Kith Nicholson Clara Armstrong Allie Graves Fayetteville, N. C. Wilmington, N. C. Greenville, S. C. Carthage, N. C. Gastonia, N. C. Raleigh, N. C. Littleton, N. C. Gastonia, N. C. Carthage, N. C. NitNu SORORITY Hi KIM feoror in Jf arultate Mabel Tandy Rovster feororcsf in CoUtgio Eunice Hemphill Borden Mary Carrow Borden Laura Grey Carter Georgia Lavinia Davis Mary Cleaves Daniels Harriet Louise Hackney Laura Allen Ives Mary - Pickett Ward oror in Wlvbt Mary Lily Aycock g oror in Jfacultatf Margaret Perry g ororts in Collcgio Elizabeth Camilla Belk Madeline Gardner Cutchin Evelyn Hope Daniels Velma Whitfield Morrow Margery McKey Kathryn McKey Virginia Powers Shaw Pat Walser Lizzie Ada Winston oror in Urbc Griselle McKee Hinton lUlplja JSelta amma Eva Henry Alford Annie Hill Boijbitt Bessie Faye Jackson Eloise Jackson Mary ( athhyx McLeod Jean ( J ales Ward Mary Jeanette Warren Ida May Williams Sallie Roberts Wilson ( !hipley, Fla. Henderson, N. C. Whitakers, N. C. Wilmington, N. C. Marianna, Fla. Franklinton, N. C. ( onitoe, N. C. Elm City, N. C. Keysville, Va. sg a ' -mm 3 aS HaSq 3 mm It- TBH Jxolliclung oom fflatefi Mime Vick N, Miss IIvskin Bud V ' elma Morrow Squ( Lizzie Baker ' •Si)iii Alice T. Pendeh Tim Elizabeth Howard Hil. ' i;m ;s McLean Boo ' Jennie Shaw -I ' ,,,,. Fav vrih Chief Fr-nr Ambition i To gel a mall Realization I kh re, ohildn Anold maid Do tell ' I ' d gel a case Stranded ill,, M •! To finish school Never Don ' t iy a word Tobea prima don ia A sc! 1 tei cher 1 ' mso ungry! To be thin Fatty May I lome in ? To be pretty Freckles Well, 1 never! To be dignified A cry-baby Clje Vetoing Club Elle  Yilson Marjorie Montague Blanche Scoi i Laura Carter Betsy Taylor Pat Walser Alice Thurston Pender Elizabeth Howard Lizzie Baker Eunice Borden- Mary Borden Laura Ives Mary Ward Mart Cleaves Daniels rEORGIA 1) I VIS Virginia Club Sic semper tyrannis. Ca ry me back to old Virginia. Jtlcinbcrs Sophie Booker Lexington, Va. Mat Thacker Norfolk Va Emma Darnell Milbrook, Va. Sallie Wilson Keysvi lle, Va. Betsy Taylor Richmond] Va. Mhs, Booker, Honorary Mi ml,,. Comic Supplement Gloomy Gus Montgomery Happy Hooligan Belk Mrs. Katzenjammer Taylor Little Jimmie (what left the baby) Borden German Club E. S. Howard Mr. ] ' . A. Walser with Miss Elizabeth Taylor Mn. A. M. Burns with Miss Nellie Peuden Mr. I. M. Williams with Miss Eloise Jackson Mr. L. It. Nicholson with Miss Louise Hackney Mr. R. II. Mitchell with Miss Elizabeth Sparrow Mr. A. T. McLean with Miss Nellie Craves Mr. I. S. Imnley with Miss Mary McLeod Mr. H. A. Julian with Miss May Thacker Mr. L. A. Ives with Miss Alice Pender Mr. M. J. Warren with Miss .Jean Ward Mr. V. W. Morrow with Miss Lizzie Baker Mr. ( i. F. Harris with Miss Margaret Jennings Mr. E. S. Howard with Miss Ai.i.ie Graves ffip ®tii Case When someone ploys Forgotten in the room neross the hall My fondest fancy ponders on the rose I Inn! last Fall, And my heart returns the echei of the song we used to sing In the days when we were casing, on the campus in the Spring. Did I love her? — On my honor I hare never seen a face That was dearer, fairer, sweeter than the visage of my case, And I long again to see her as her virtues I recall, When someone plays Forgotten in the room across the hall. And I ' m wondering if she ever reeolleet.s her faithful beau And the promises and loving VOWS We made a year ago, And the more my thoughts are with tier, I renew them one and all, When someone plays Forgotten in the room acTOSS the hall. E. C. B. peaceful iProberbs Seest thou a Freshman wise in her own conceit (?), there is more hope of a fool than of her. She that being often reproved hardeneth her neck shall suddenly be restricted and that without remedy. The skippers flee when no teacher pursueth, but the Seniors are bold as the Lyon. As snow in summer and rain in harvest, so wisdom is nut likely in a Sophomore. Love not sleep lest thou miss thy breakfast; open thine eyes and thou shaft be filled with oatmeal. Boast not thyself of passing, for thou knowest not what a test may bring forth. The hope of the studious is 90, but the expectation of the loafer is 2 weeks in chapel. She that saveth her allowance shall have plenty for the Y. W. C. A., but she that followeth the path to the Little Store, shall have poverty enough. Confidence in a proverbial skipper, in the hour of casing, is like a broken tooth and a foot out of joint. Sin Clcgp There once was a blank Annual page Thai threw all the staff in a rage It just wouldn ' t Jill, Bui here it is still! That — xx!x?—?x—!—?? Annual page! Peace Institute ii Offers superior advantages and gives the finest possible re- sult. High standard, liberal curriculum, capable faculty. Limits its number to a hundred boarders, and gives individual instruction. II II For attractive new catalogue apply to Henry Jerome Stockard Raleigh. North Carolina a St S. 3H 134 S Sit Si Si Si St Si St St ; ' St S1 Si £ Z A GIRL ' S SAVINGS « 3K S ;.. What girl saves money who carries it in her purse? If she sent it to the ) I SAVINGS DEPARTMENT OF I THE COMMERCIAL NATIONAL BANK « 3B It would neither be idle nor wasted, but would earn 4 per cent interest, •■ compounded quarterly. At the end of the college year she would find s z v; that she had been able to save some in that way. Let the Peace girls  - ' • try it. Let the fathers and mothers start an account for them with us. , STATIONERY COLLEGE LINEN POIND PAPER AT Joe. PER POUND. WATERMAN ' S IDEAL FOUNTAIN PENS. COLLEGE GIRL POST CARDS AND POSTERS. OFFICE SUPPLIES AND SPECIALTIES. KODAKS AND SUPPLIES. THE OFFICE STATIONERY COMPANY JAMES E. THIE.M, Manager. The Daily Times Building, 12 East Hargett Street. Capital City ' Phone No. 844F. ' W. J. Young, Jr. W. H. Hughes. s J. R. FERRALL CO. 39 (grocers YOUNG HUGHES SANITARY PLUMBERS. iy ' Phone 88. 222 Fayetteville St. GAS AND 39 STEAM FITTERS. THE BEST TO BE 38 Hot Water Heating a Specialty. ■U HAD IN 33 Telephone 309. 39 FANCY GROCERIES. 105 South Wilmington Street. Dobbin - Ferrall Company At Tucker ' s Store, Raleigh i ortfj Carolina ' s; Heabing IBvp oobs; ££ tore WE CARRY THE .MOST ATTRACTIVE STOCK; ALWAYS HAVE WHAT YOU WANT AND CAN NOT FIND ELSEWHERE. WE HAVE A Complete Mail Order Department SEND FOR SAMPLES. WE PAY EXPRESS OR POSTAGE ON ALL CASH MAIL ORDERS AMOUNTING TO $5.00 OR MORE. WE GIVE D. P. GOLD TRADING STAMPS— GOOD AS GOLD— AND STAMPS WITH EVERY TEN-CENT PURCHASE. DOBBIN-FERRALL CO. a FRESH a FISH AND OYSTERS a a DAILY «kbe ' £ Jft£f) Jflarfeet -J! 356 K A.X.L P1IOM a :(.- ; a 11-12 CITY MARKET 11-12 •u f t it; ,t? , i ;•= = i ' i ' i is is ss is Ms as is . a a a a a a FOR CHOICE CUT FLOWERS. J, ROSES. CARNATIONS, VIOLETS, stj LILIES OF THE VALLEY, AND a OTHER CUT FLOWERS, ' • ' PLACE YOUR ORDE RS WITH ■ J. L, O ' QUINN GO. - ! Phone 149 RALEIGH, N. C. ' The Woman ' s Store ' Keep in touch with our store; it will well pay you. The only store in Raleigh that carries Ladies ' Ready-to-Wear Apparel. You can always get here more goods for same money, or same goods for less money. Special low prices to school girls. : : : : : : : : : : The Fashion 203 and 205 FAYETTEYILLE ST. Capital City Telephone No. 292. For ART MATERIALS. PICTURE FRAMES, CHINA, GLASSWARE, and ART NOVELTIES, (all on WEATHERS PERRY j 117 FAYETTEYILLE STREET « FRATERNITY PINS For nearly fifty years we have been manufacturing Fraternity Emblems of all descriptions, and the Medals and Pins worn by your fathers and grandfathers are as good today as when they left our establishment. Designs and esti- mates furnished on application. Our work is executed by the most skillful artisans. GOLD AND SILVER. Our stock of Jewelry and Sil- verware is the largest in the State, with prices to suit every one ' s purse H. MAHLER ' S SONS Established 1368 Makers and Sellers of JEWELRY RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA JEFFERSON STANDARD LIFE INSURANCE COMPANY Home Office: RALEIGH, N. C. STRONGEST IN THE SOUTH. To insure your life in Strongest Company : To keep your family absolutely protected; To keep your money in the South ; To prosper your home — This is sane business judgment and true patriot ism. Jefferson Standard Policies are the Best Jos. G. Brown, President. P. D. Gold, Vice-Pres. .V- Gen. Mgr. Chas. W. Gold, Sec. Supt. Ages. DARNELL THOMAS Jlusic Jjoiisc The oldest and one of the most reliable in the Slate. We carry the largest, most varied and best line of Pianos to he seen any- where within two hundred miles of the Capital City. We save you from 15 to 25 per cent on every purchase made here, and our per- sonal guarantee goes with every instrument we sell. You will do yourself a great injustice if you fail to see our pianos and get terms and prices before placing your orders elsewhere. A postal will bring you catalog and terms. DARNELL THOMAS RALEIGH, N. C. I THE NEW DRY GOODS STORE I THOS. A. PARTIN COMPANY LADIES ' FURNISHINGS AND NOVELTIES. SPECIAL WHITE MATERIALS AND ACCESSORIES FOR COMMENCEMENT DRESSES. WHITE FANS. PARASOLS. GLOVES, RIBBONS, LACES, HOSIERY. MUSLIN UNDERWEAR, ETC. :: :: :: :: TAILORED SUITS, SKIRTS and WAISTS 131 FAYETTEVILLE ST. RALEIGH, N. C. T. W. BLAKE fetticlet WATCHES, JEWELRY, SILVERWARE and CUT GLASS. Special attention given to Repair Work. Agent for Parker Fountain Pen (Lucky Curve.) RALEIGH. NORTH CAROLINA. LET IS 38 ;!; DO YOVR WORK. ii( WE ARE THE a OLDEST AKD BEST. 59 vf A Pleasure fo Sert ' e You ■ Oak City Steam Laundry Co. RALEIGH, N. C. R. H. BATTLE. . . . President. if. ALEXANDER WEBB, Vice-Pres. J ' J GEO. P. FOLK, Sec. and Treas. ;-. Established 1868. I The North Carolina K Home Insurance 2 Company s OF RALEIGH, N. C. : St fit A Leading Soulliern Company. Richmond Meat Market ■ J. SCHWARTZ. « Dealer in Choice Meats jjj Snusflge a Specia ry  St ' « P. O. Box 342. fit (it) Market, Baleigh, Ji. C. fit fit 139 IT ' S WORTH THE DIFFERENCE ' Cpree H tufcrio WORKER IN Artistic ljotograpfjp --( i ' f MAKER OF ALL PHOTOGRAPHS ,,: IN LOTUS _ a a s v. ■-• «« a a « a a « a i •■: Hunter -Kand Company Successors to Hunter Bros, niiil Brewer Co. INVITE THE YOUNG LADIES TO INSPECT OUR DRESS GOODS, SILKS, CORSETS. NO- TION ' S. AND THE SWELLEST LINE OF FOOTWEAR IN THE C I T Y - DON ' T FORGET TO CALL California Fruit Store KM! KINK FRCITS AMI CONFECTIONERY. We bare the best Ice (ream in Vurnakes Co. RALEIGH, N. C. Herbert Rosenthal THE LADIES ' SHOE STORE Fayetteville Street, Raleigh, North Carolina IS IS IS IS IS IS IS IS IS IS IS IS IS IS IS IS 1 1 The Double Store 109 Fayetteville Street. a Misses Reese 6 Co. 10 Per Cent Discount l ! ! (hi All Peace Girls ' Purchases. E. F. Pescud HOOKS AND STATIONERY. Jolly 6 Wynne Jewelry Co. WATCHES, JEWELRY, CUT GLASS, NOVELTIES, SILVERWARE, OPTICAL HOODS. SPECIAL ATTENTION PAID TO CLASS PINS AND BADGES. ALL KINDS OF REPAIRING. IS IS IS IS IS IS !S IS IS IS IS IS IS IS IS IS IS fit S Johnson 6 Johnson £ Company Wholesale and fit Retail fit Kt fit Coal fit Wood fit Brick M and fit Ice fit fit fit ' Phone 150. 122 Fayetteville St. RALEIGH. N. C. Hotel Giersch European Plan is FAYETTEVILLE STREET, ;s fit RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA. fi; fit fit fit DON ' T FORGET TO CALL O. Thomas FOR FANCY Groceries FURNITURE OF QUALITY OUR BUSINESS DEPENDS ON S THE GOOD WILL AND CONFI- ' DENCE OF THE PEOPLE. WE B= ARE SUCCEEDING BECAUSE WE SELL FIKMTIHK OF : - QUALITY. NOT HOW CHEAP. •■; :: :: BUT HOW GOOD. :: :: J ' ; WRITE US IF OUT OF TOWN. ! Royall Borden J Furniture Co. S£ 127 FAYETTEVILLE ST., jr- K RALEIGH. NORTH CAROLINA. - KING CROWELL DRUG COMPANY Bruggtstg EVERYTHING IN THE I HUG LINE. THE BEST SODA FOUNTAIN DRINKS IN THE CITY. AGENTS FOR HCYLER ' S CANDY. TOILET ARTICLES. Cor. Fayetteville and Hargett Streets RALEIGH, N. C. ' ' ' J 1 ' ■ ' , ' 1 ■ ' . ' .- .- .- J H. STEINMETZ floxixt ! M. ROSENTHAL CO. Groceries ■i - ' Corner Wilmington and 5S .,, Hargett Streets, ■:• ' ■ ' RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA. POOL CROCKER CUT FLOWERS, WEDDING BOUQUETS, DESIGNS, Smart Shoes For Women PALMS. FERNS. AIL KINDS OF PLANTS AND ISl LBS. 105 Fayetteville Street H. STEINMETZ RALEIGH, N. C. RALEIGH :. NORTH CAROLINA Ill E. M. UZZELL CO. General fJrtntersf  BINDERS AND J BLANK BOOK MAKERS fit u Agents for )r . Best Loose Leaf Ledger ir- on the Market !8 h % RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA .2 in I J. C. Brantley Dntgqbt M ISONIC TEMPLE. AGENT FOB WHITMAN ' S CANDY ICE CREAM DRUGS, TOILET PREPARATIONS l Mrs. Frank Rediord V No. 13 West Hargett Street. S W. B. Mann. J. T. Holt. ;;] W. W. Arnold. ? ; W. B. Mann Co. (Incorporated ) rnttnts =3 Established 1S79. Both ' Phones. jj( No. 11 East Hargett Street.. ASK AUTOMOBILE OWNERS. Stoddard - Day ton AND Jackson Automobiles $650.00 to $4,200.00 ■•Its Reputation is it- Reputation. Raleigh Motor Car Machine Company 209-211 Salisbury St.. Raleigh, N, C. Ask for Demonstration Write for Catalogue. Hobby Bros. Banks Furniture Co. IIS East Martin Street. Commercial Printing Co. BOOK AND JOB PRINTERS, 112-114 East Hargett Street, Raleigh. N. C. College Catalogues and Magazines a Specialty. Write for estimates on all kinds of work. THOMAS H. BRIGGS SONS 5. W. P. BEST PAINT MADE JAP-A-LAC FOR ALL WORK MAURITE— Finest Wall Finish on Earth RALEIGH NORTH CAROLINA Dr. Russell J. Sherrill DENTIST, £ Fayetteville Street, RALEIGH, N. C. A = P (5 Sr. iEntrst Snmghtott 4 DENTIST, 2 116 Jfartttebille fetrett. Bnlciglj. i5. C. J eto pjoto g tuoto High-class photos at reasonable prices. School work a specialty. Satisfaction guaranteed. Every- thing new. Give us a trial. ELLINGTONS PHOTO STUDIO, Over Ellington ' s Art Store, Fayetteville Street. YAnBOROUGH HOUSE Raleigh, N. C. = OUR MILLINERY DEPARTMENT ■■ ' ' IS ALWAYS READY FOR YOU. ' - ' • ONLY THE NEWEST THINGS a :: :: ARE SHOWN :: :: jjj AYOOLLOOTT DRY GOODS COMPANY, Opposite Post-office, Raleigh, N. C. a Betts ' Ice Cream a $1.00 Per Gallon a 25c Per Quart THIEM-BIRDSONG CO. : Grocers % RALEIGH ' ;?! NORTH CAROLINA ' ' Heller Bros. I SOLE AGENTS FOR Oueen Quality Shoes 2 ALSO A COMPLETE LINE OF S GYMNASIUM SHOES ' J. C. CUmgton Picture Frames, Wall Paper, „ Artists ' Materials, Art Lin- gj broidery Materials, W I s. ..t Zephyrs. :: :: :: :: :: aleiglj Jortlj Carolina HENRY T. HICKS CO. ; A SELECT ASSORTMENl OF _ Toilet Requisites, l Combs, Brushes, s Perfumery, Etc. Agents for NUNNALLY ' S CANDY „ glfreb OTtUtams Company BOOK STORE Headquarters for PEACE Girls WE HAVE ALL THE ROOKS NEEDED FOR SCHOOL WORK OR OTHERWISE. UNEQUALLED LIXE OF STATIONERY. MONOGRAM AND SOCIETY PAPER ORDERS SOLICITED a 1 1 3! Alfred Williams Company  A Business Course of Fifty Lessons, One Dollar The science of accounts made clear and simple. Endorsed by business men and school boards. It is the simplest and most practical text book for teaching this important subject in public schools. Over 7,500 copies of Allen ' s Bookkeeping have been sold. Price One Dollar. GEORGE ALLEN, RALEIGH, N. C. D. T. JOHNSON SON Leavister ' s Pharmacy (Two Blocks From Peace Institute) dlrocerg OF QUALITY All ' Phones. Candies and Cold Drinks nil the year. 16 East Hargett Street, THOMAS 0. LEAVISTER, Prop., Raleigh, N. C. 702 X. Person Street. ■ Standard Gas Electric Company ■ USE GAS— Gas is the nearest approach to daylight— therefore the best light. Use a Welsbach It Never Flickers. •$£ •§• 2 ■%% % I COOK WITH GAS-Be modern; f get a Gas Raitge. Cheap, clean, s convenient. No dirt, no ashes, a no worry. Always ready for use. a For heating ' tis quick. Heaters ' : ' , are cheap. Get one aitd avoid f doctors ' bill. •§• •$£ ;§• •§• •§• 104 S. WILMINGTON STREET Telephones 228 BEAUTY SLEEP Requires perfect rest, and perfect rest is guaranteed with The Royal Mattress It makes practically no difference whether springs or slats are used, the natural springiness in the ROYAL fills every requirement. Its the Sanitary Mattress, Quality Established Its Long Rrcord. Made !. Filled- olh and vei variety of styles of tuftings and cove most elastic cotton felt, soft, pure, healthful f, durable, economical, light weight. SIXTY DAYS FREE TRIAL— 25 YEARS GUARANTEE If your dealer does not handle ROYAL MATTRESSES advise id we will request nearest agent to quote prices. Roy all Borden Reliable Manufacturers for 25 years, GOLDSBORO. N. C. Electric C fy Engraving Co. Buffalo, NY WE MADE THE ENGRAVINGS FOR THIS BOOK. BOYLAN-PEARCE CO. BOYLAN-PEARCE CO. City Agents for the Ladies ' Home Journal Patterns Raleigh ' s Greatest Store €YERYTHING exclusively for the use of Ladies. YYe carry full lines of seasonable stocks through- cm t the year. Goods of the right kind, at the right time, at the right price. The Dry Goods Department Dress Goods. Silks. Trimmings, White Goods, Laces, Embroideries, Corsets, Gloves, Hosiery, Underwear, Notions and small wares. Ready-to-Wear Garments Tailor-made Suits, Costumes and Evening Dresses. Silk. Xet and Lingerie Waists. Separate Skirts, Petticoats, Jackets and Wraps. The Millinery Salon Pattern Hats — European and American Models. The latest Paris and New York styles in fine millinery quickly reproduced at moderate cost. Finest Tailor- made Hats always in stock. Yes. we keep Carpets, Rugs and Mattings; Linoleums and Oil Cloths — The largest stock in town. Boylan-Pearce Co.