Richmond Womans College - Puffs and Patches Yearbook (Richmond, VA)

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Cupid's Assistant 66 ON l' look so downcast, old fellowg who ever supposed that you would - let a girl's throwing you over affect you like this? Cheer up, .laekg there are plenty n1o1'e girls in the world. Thus spake Phil Staunton to his roommate, .lack lCdwards, who lay stretched out in a big armchair, disconso- lately watching the glowing coals of the fire. J ack moved uneasily, but, without lifting his eyes, answered, Yes, plenty other girls in the world, but no other for me. I' Why, lCdwards, said Phil laughing, I didn't know you were so senti- mental. If that is the case, the only thing to do is to kiss and make up. Take all the blame, whether it belongs to you or not. That would be better than worrying yourself to death, as you are doing now. But she said she never wanted to see me again, and I told her she never would, unless she sent for me. Besides, it wasn't all my fault, I eouldn't help kissing her when she looked so pretty-U Here he was interrupted by a loud laugh from Phil. You needn't make a goose of yourself, he continued, I am sure there is nothing funny in it. Don't get mad, Jack, I can't help laughing, you are so funny, but I'm your friend just the same, and will do all I can to help you out, At present, however, I have a patient to visit. Good-bye, don't sit there and mope all the time I am awayfl As young Dr. Staunton walked down the street, the smile left his face, and he said to himself, Something must be done for Jack. Poor boyg Cupid has played sad havoc with him. I hate to see him so worried, and really must do something to help him out. Let me seeg ean't I arlaange some meeting for l1i1n and Dorothy Winn, and let them patch it all up? But how shall Ido it? This was a serious problem, and, although Phil thought and planned, he could find no solution. Having paid his visit, he returned home, still absorbed in thought. When he passed by the Church he was accustomed to attend a bright idea stmck him. Ah, I have it at last, he said. If I can only persuade Jack to come to Church next Sunday night. I will have to do a great deal of maneuvering to carry out my plan, but I'll do it. Next day, after his round of visits, Phil might have been seen ascending the steps of the Reverend A1'cl1ibald Brackstoncls house. What he l1ad to say

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Only a short while, however, for now instead of class-meetings, we saw Xmas-exams posted upon the chapel door. We realized that we had neglected an important step of a graduating class, so immediately made up for it, and began to petition our beloved president and faculty that they, etc. In answer to which, a few days afterward, we saw Professor Garnett walk thought- fully to the rostrum after chapel, and we knew there was something gained-not the -92-system of the past session, but--he gave us to understancl-something better. Our examinations would count half, our daily work half. We believed- and the applause grew loud. There was so much to be done before Christinas that it seemed fortunate that our pins waited until after the holidaysg for after our festivities at home they were the first to remind us that there was yet even more work to be done. And, despite the fact that one of our girls, not wishing t.o be outdone by a frat. man's declaration that his pin represented something, declared with equal pride that hers represented a peanut. The dear little gold peanutsl' are with most of us still-and why not? For isn't Virginia a peanut State, and Richmond its Capital? What could be more loyal? Yes, there was work to be done, and since a greater mnnber usually accom- plish more work than a few, so our class of thirty-eight has been fully alive and active. We called the meeting for our election of Class Day otlicers earlier than that meeting had ever been called before. With Elise Hodgson as Orator, Una Fulcher, Poetg Ella Kyle, Tree-Oratorg Elizabeth Willingham, Bonfire Oratorg Bessie Wilson, Prophet: and Todd Motley, Valedictorian, we begin to peep into the fut.ure. We half imagine we see the end, but then there looms before us the ? and we are frightened to have dreamed of such a goal. We at Class Day-gathered around the bonfire? We at the great Alumnae banquet? We must have expected it. We elected Nona Harris to respond to the toast. All of this we fear to anticipate. But there is something nearer, something more certain-the graduates' reception. Of course, it is to be the best that has ever been. The invitations have been sent. The dresses have begun to come in from home, and we realize that it is right upon us. This we gain--we have now, connnencement is yet in the distance. So, throwing all doubts and misgivings aside, we lighten our hearts of their many Senior burdens and prepare to enjoy to the fullest the present. The present with its greatest gifts. But have we been selfish, we Seniors? For-give us, we have not meant it. Non nobis solumi' is our motto, and may we never forget it! Not merely for ourselvesu have we worked, suffered, or thought during our session, and 'tnot merely for ourselves do we wish to gain the little pleasures of college life. Our work for the future we have planned for those at home-our present pleasure we have planned for those about us. You may not realize it in all we do, fellow-students, but the real pleasure of life is in what we do for others. Without you, our class would be nothingg and by your enjoyment and pleasure we gain ours. So we stand to-day where your careless hearts some day may stand. Half- doubting, half-hoping, we look forward to our goal. 1cI1s'rorc1ixN.

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with this clistinguisheml Divine no one knew, but as a result of the visit, he came out smiling anal saying softly, Well, that much is 3tCC0lllllllSll0tl.H Sauntering on up the st1'eet, Phil met a boy of about fourteen. Hey, there, Bill, he saiml, how woulcl you like to make a quarter? I ine.'l Well, you must do exactly as I tell you, antl not tell anybomly until it is all over. Alright, but what must I do? Phil gave his orclers. Do you agree?l' Yesg thatls an easy job. Very wellg here is your quarter, you flo it up all right ancl maybe you'll get another.'l Phil was now anxious for Sunday to come to see how his scheme woulcl work- At last the fateful mlay arrivecl. Sunclay afternoon Phil saicl, Say, Jack, suppose we go to hear Dr. Brackstone to-night. t'Oh, I mlonlt care. .lust before Church time Phil rushecl into his room. t'I've just gotten a ,phone message to visit Mr. Smith at once, so I can't go to Church with you. Hut you go ancl sit in pew Number 53, anml I will be there about ten minutes late. Be sure to save me plenty of room: you know I 1lon't like to be erowcle1l. anal with that he was off. It was ten minutes after eight. The choir hail just begun to sing the Gloria Patri when Phil walkecl in Church with a beautiful girl at his sicle. He boweml to the usher, ancl, when the young lacly was not looking, whisperell in his ear, Pew Number 53, please. .lack loveil music, anal he was listening attentively to the choir when he hearml the rustling of skirts. Looking arouncl he saw Phil anml Dorothy entering the pew. As she took her seat,besi1le him their eyes met, but, excepting a blush on both faces, they gave no signs of recog- nition. .Iaek's heart beat violently. To be sitting next to Dorothy anml still not speak! It was altogether a painful situation for both. W hat a mean trick in Phil, thought Jack, to try to torment me like this. I mlimln't think it of him. At this moment the preacher arose anml announeccl his text. I wish to speak to-night on forgiveness-forgive your enemiesf, Phil, who for some reason happenecl to be looking towarlls Jack, saw him suclclenly start, While the girl at l1is simle eolorecl fleeply anml bit her lip. Dr. Hrackstone preacheml an excellent sermon that night, pointing out thc follies of anger, anal, in conclusion, exhorting any one in the whole congregation who was angry with any one to be reconeileml that very night. Just at this moment a boy of about fourteen came rushing breathless up the miilclle aisle. Stopping at Phil's pew, he saiml in a whisper, loucl enough to bc hearml by all arounml, Dr. Staunton, Mr. Wright has just broken a blootl- vessel, anal seems to be mlying. Come at once, or it will be too latefl