Salem College - Sights and Insights Yearbook (Winston-Salem, NC)

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F A C U L T Y-CONTINUED MISS MARY MEINUNG The Library PROF. H. A. SHIRLEY Dean of Music Faculty HERR ROBERT ROY Violin MISS NELLIE P. BRUSHINGHAM— MISS JULIA GASKILL Vocal Music MISS RUTH GROSCH Piano, Theory and History of Music MISS LILLIAN JOHNSON Piano and Organ MISS LUCILE WOMACK Piano and Harmony MISS SARAH VEST MISS CAROLINE LEINBACH MISS GRACE TAYLOR MISS MARJORIE ROTH MISS ANNIE GREENFIELD MISS LILLA MALLARD MISS MINNIE McNAIR Piano MISS ISABELLE RICE. MRS. CHAS. E. STEVENSON Secretaries H. T. BAHNSON. M. D. Medical Adviser MR. C. B. PFOHL Bursar MR. ROBERT RICE Secretary MISS CARRIE VEST Registrar MISS KATHLEEN GRIFFITH Office Assistant 14

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i!S■J!? XTfi- ' ' t:i-J ' 52liuy.s:J•:l «:fe ' • :Jfarultp anti (J ffictrs REV. HOWARD E. RONDTHALER, Ph. B.. M. A. President RT. REV. EDWARD RONDTHALER, D. D. Biblical Literature, Latin and Greek MISS EMMA LEHMAN— MISS ROBINA MICKLE English Literature MISS LOUISA SHAFFNER Mathematics MISS SARAH E. SHAFFNER History MISS M. G. STEWART— MISS AILEEN MILBURN— MISS RUTH SCHOTT Science MISS EMMA CHITTY— MISS CLAUDIA WINKLER Latin MISS ELIZABETH MICKLE— MISS FANNIE BROOKE— MISS ELIZABETH HEISLER AND MISS MARIA PARRIS Domestic Science and Industries MISS JENNIE MAE PLUMMER Expression and Physical Culture MISS ANNA SIEDENBURG— MISS LOUISE WILSON Studio MISS MARGARET HORSFIELD French, German and Spanish MISS OTELIA BARROW Stenography MISS TURNER Home care of the Sick MISS DOROTHY DOE MISS JOSEPHINE PARRIS MISS MARGARET BESSENT MRS. SARA EBERMAN MISS BESSIE IVEY MISS EMILY MORRIS MISS EMMA SMITH MISS GRACE STARBUCK MISS LULA STIPE MISS SARAH VOGLER MISS ALMA WHITLOCK MISS BERTHA WOHLFORD General Instruction 13 l( J

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2Pur ©FaueparD CeDar0 i2.ii.;5:iJ- SevV X JWlnw v»dL .-. The villagers lie silently sleeping In dreamless rest neath the Irees, While the Cedars above them are keeping The watch of a hundred years. Cven the echoes of children ' s voices Fall faint and subdued on the breeze; The mellow rays of the moonlight Are sifted through quivermg leaves. Here are lying the early fathers. Who came o ' er the stormy seas To found in our Western forests A church — and a home of peace. And they, too, the patient mothers. With toil-worn hands at rest, After life ' s weary endeavor. Stilled on each pulseless breast. riere strong and vigorous manhood. Called hence e ' en before their noon; Eie yet their sun was westering, Came the night of death and gloom. And ihey, too, the winsome children, How sadly we gaze and weep! As they early twined and folded Their little hands in sleep. What wonder that the cedars Are failing, one by one. Before the storm blasts fury. And thus their race is run? How many scenes of sorrow. How many a bitter tear. They ' ve witnessed in the past time. Shed on each passing bier. Mysterious whispers are floating. Invisible pinions are near; ' Tis holy ground we are treading. As we strain each listening ear In vain! The unbroken silence Is deep as the quiet dead; The cedars are bending sadly As meeting they arch overhead. 15