Shorter College - Argo Yearbook (Rome, GA)

Text from Pages 1 - 252 of the 1912 volume:

. flaawpwisw-t., ,-. ■,i 5 H !Lj v fl-- ■■■ 7 :IJ ■■ ' -1, W 6 o X f ' tf ,.: t5 , cr3 j 5 %5 i: ' as ' K? ' - ■ PRI NTED BY FOOTE A DAVIES CO , ATLA NTA. CA. FOREWORD In the days of long ago, a multitude of Greeks, the bravest, truest, and strongest of their race, assembled themselves to build them a ship, a sturdy and stately vessel that would last for many years. So, for the building, ihey brought together the best material they had in the land. The great pines of Pelion were felled with the axe and made to serve for the body of the vessel. She was lined with coal-black pitch and her bows painted vermillion. For many days they worked, and at length, by the labors of their hands, wrought them a vessel, a noble craft, shapely and sea- worthy, which they launched upon the waters and joyfully and high-heartedly they sailed away in search of the Golden Fleece. So, like the Greeks of old, we have assembled ourselves together and fash- ioned our Argo. Like them, we have gathered the best that we have to serve for the building, and by the labors of our hands and hearts, have we prepared her for the launching. Time, thought and patience have gone into the work and, like the Greek vessel, we trust she is built to last. In one way only does our Argo differ from that of the ancients. Whereas their ship went out seeking after fabled gold, our Argo is launched carrying much fine gold— the gold of priceless memories of the years nineteen-eleven and nineteen-twelve. t ; -ifr 5S,« M rrrrrrri PrfatJJpttt of lift Snarb nf (BruBUtB of ijflrtfr (flollfgr in gratpful apprPriatton of l|tH gPttrrouH gifts tliat firat mnht passMt a (Brmttr I|ortPr anJi in Inning rwngnitinn nf Iiia rnnatant intpreat in all tljat pprtaina tn tl}t n4jbnilJ ing nf tljf rnllFgp. mt, % rlaaa nf 19U42, drliiratr tl|ia nnlumr nf  t ©l F Argn CONTENTS Foreword Dedication Alumnae Board of Trustees Faculty Argo Editors Senior Class Senior Bargain Sale Ye Old Fashion Garden Junior Class The Junior Midnight Feast Lamentations of the Junior Class Sophomore Class The Sophomore Fudge Party Freshman Class The Most Popular Girl at Shorter On Yonah Mountain Art School of Music Department of Expression Department of Health Domestic Art C ' ur Luncheon Athletics The German Legend in Castle Rock, Earth, River, Sky Paris Along the Seine Intuitions The Shorter Girls ' Creed Y. W. A. The Literary Societies Sororities Clubs Academy How the Snow Came Down at Shorter Statistics The Dial of the Days Jest and Jollity Ads ■yPf ' ALUMNAE Mrs. Geo. D. Pollock, 89 Presideii Mrs. Edward Hunn, ' 97 Vice-Presideni Miss Cordelia Veal, 97 Recording Secretary Miss Joy Harper, ' 95 Corresponding Secretary Miss Jcy Glover, ' 05 Treasure The past year has been possibly the most delightful and busy year in the history of Shorter ' s Alumnae Association. From the day when Greater Shorter opened her doors to the hundreds of eager students, through the busy winter months, to the last day of the session, the Alumnae have proven their interest in all that pertains to the welfare of their Alma Mater. Standing as the association does for improvement along educational lines, it has endeavored to do its part toward giving to Shorter students and Romans generally those advantages which can best be procured by such an organization. In Decebmer last, the association was the means of giving a musical treat to Romans in a song recital by the celebrated tenor, Ellison Van Hoose, brother of Shorter ' s beloved president. In May a musical drama, Strauss ' Enoch Arden was given by the Misses Aunspaugh under the auspices of the associa- tion. Aside from the aesthetic the association has not been idle in matters of a financial nature. Through its efforts a goodly sum has been added to the treasury. The purpose for which this sum is to be expended will be voted on later. It is probable that a scholarship to Shorter based on merit, will be established. To engage in really helpful work along the lines of educational and civic improvement is the aim of the association, and well is it accomplishing that aim. W -! j . BOARD OF TRUSTEES OFFICERS J. L. Bass President Harper Hamilton Vice-President J. P. Cooper Secretar]) and Treasurer MEMBERS J. L. Bass, Rome. F. S. Etheridge, Jackson T. P. Bell, Atlanta Harper Hamilton, Rome W. W. Brooks, Rome J. B. Sullivan, Rome C. W. Durden, Waynesboro B. E. Willingham, Macon J. P. Cooper, Rome W. T. Johnson, Washington L. A. Dean, Rome T. W. Lipscomb, Rome C. L. Parker, McRae Dr. a. W. Van Hoose President of Shorter College i S s - ' ? . - r:)- • ' • ' TTii ' tinTviY. ' H ' ' - ' • aTr i. P; ' 7 . ' ■ ■ . i i -- FACULTY — Continued School of Music HAROLD A. LORING Director: Professor of Piano GRACE LOUISE CRONKHITE Professor of Piano, and Instructor in Harmon}) and Musical History) CHARLOTTE VON SKIBINSKI Professor of Piano ALEXANDER VON SKIBINSKI Professor of Violin ANNE DENMARK Instructor in Piano EDITH HALL Instructor in Piano SOURIE GLOVER Assistant in Piano; Superintendent of Practice MADAME GRACE ALMY Professor of Voice Culture and Art of Singing CHARLOTTE HARRIS Assistant in Voice Culture ALINE WINBURN. M.M. Accompanist FACULTY — Continued School of Special Departments MAY FARINHOLT JONES. M.D. Resident Ph )sician ANNE DAVID Professor of Physical Culture IMOGENE COULTER Professor of Art EUGENIA AUNSPAUGH Principal of School of Expression GRACE FARNSWORTH Professor of Domestic Science MAGGIE JACOBS Trained Nurse NANNIE M. KENNEDY Professor of Business Course; Bursar MARIE LOCKE Secretar]) to the President ALICE HICKS Librarian DR. DANIEL Professor of Oral Hygiene FACULTY — Continued Faculty of the Academy and Matrons MINA LOU BLOUNT Principal of Shorter Academy; English VERA JAMESON Teacher of Latin, Academ}) MARTHA HOUSTON. B.S. Teacher of History, Academy EMILY HOOKER Teacher of Modern Languages, Academy M. E. LINDSAY Lady Principal; Instructor in Mathematics, Academy ETHEL GRAMMAR Matron of Dining Room MRS. MITCHELL Housel(eeper ARGO EDITORS Ethel Stephens Editor-in-Chief Martha Sutton .1 ■ r i- _ , , y Aisociale hdilors Opal Hall . . . j Grace Harris Business Manager Minnie Belle Knox Assistant Business Manager EDITORS OF DEPARTMENTS Nettie Allen Art Mary Willie Askew Music Lois Parr Y. W. A. Carwee Davis Expression Mathilde Smith Statistics Luesta Hall Athletics Clara Spivey Subscription SENIOR CLASS CoLCRS: Purple and Cold Flower: Violet OFFICERS Grace Taylor President Ruth Slappey Vice-President Opal Hall Secretary Olive Cummings Treasurer MEMBERS Virginia Butler Madison, Ga. Olive Cummings Savannah, Ga. Carwee Davis Warrenlon, Ga. Opal Hall Birmingham, Ala. LUESTA Hall Birmingham, Ala. Leta Holtzendorff Atlanta, Ga. LiLLiE Hardin Rome, Ga. Grace Harris Griffin, Ga. Minnie Belle Knox Social Circle, Ga. Janie Kelley Tennille, Ga. Lois Parr Locust Grove, Ga. Mathilde Smith Elberton, Ga. Ruth Slappey Albany, Ga. Martha Sutton Danburg, Ga. Clara Spivey Talbotton, Ga. Ethel Stephens Ball Ground, Ga. Grace Taylor Lithonia, Ga. : :. SENIOR BARGAIN SALE In the month of June, when the roses bloom. Then it IS that lads and lasses male; But the College can ' t always find the groom. Just suited to a sweet girl graduate. From all the schools in all the lands: From the North, the East, the South, the West, ' The Seniors are ushered out in bands. Each college thinking theirs the best. Girls, you know, are but a store of sales Where men walk in and buy a wife. And, unless a special price prevails. Some left unsold will lead a single life. To be sure that our girls will all be sold, I am offering a special bargain pnce. Here ' s the place to get the worth of your gold — Dainty goods! Guaranteed fresh and nice! Gk« ..v So here ' s to the sale: g P5 . TTC- ■ VIRGINIA BUTLER Here is the lady of laces. Diamonds and feminine graces; Sighing for a Thela pin , — Declaring, flirting is a sin. Large portraits bedeck her walls; She has numerous telephone calls; . etters and post cards flood the mail, Hasten to bid on this bargain salel There are Jack, and Jerry, and Jim, Eager suitors, her hand to win! For such a maid to walk by his side. Any man might well be satisfied. So here she sits with this pleading: Oh take me without further reading! ' But this one answer must still abide Oh, dear me! I will never decide. So here she sits with this pleading: Oh ta e me without further reading! ' ?4 OLIVE CUMMINGS Here is Olive! Is she dense? No; she ' s filled wilh common sense- Sense that prohibits vain show. Her one answer ' s: I on ' t know. That which takes most of her time Is along the finance line; For she ' s kept the money straight In ihe class, since 1903. If you want to know the news. Give to this girl all her dues; Then she ' ll keep vou well supplied With the gossip — fresh or dried. Olive ' s gay and full of fun; He who buys her for a ' chum Will have one of truest kind. — EjicellenI — yea, superfine. Thai vhich lal(ti mosl of her time li along the finance line. ' You should hear her read or play! But she ' s never seen the day, When she ' d strike a note or measure. If one asked her just for pleasure. My! just neir how she can sing; Such a voice would please a king, 1 am sure you ' ll want her near. If her voice you once shall hear. CARWEE DAVIS If somebody wants a pearl, Buy this dainty little girl; But I ' ll warn you, she ' ll be sick. Sighing for a glance from Dicn. She is slow as rising cream: But I hope you do not deem That a little (law like tliis. Lowers her on the bargain list. My! just hear how she can  ' ng- ' _ Such a voice nouU please a k ' S ' When we ' re sick at heart or brain. Opal comes to soothe our pain. For a doctor, as you see. Is what she intends to be. She will into missions go, And to others she will show, How foundations may be laid For a cynical old maid. OPAL HALL Do you really want a gem? Here ' s an Opal for you then! She ' s about the best there is; Don ' t you need her in your biz ' ? Wavy hair, and calm repose, — Just three freckles on her nose, — This girl has in her a heart. And from her it ne ' er will part. For a doctor, asjfou see, li mhat ihe intends to be. She ' s our star in Basketball ! She Held ribbons all last fall. In her skilled athletic way, She could throw the ball all day. She is brilliant, quick and smart; But she loves to shirk her part: Well, such little faults like these. You can rule out, if you please. Oh Luesta, she ' s a peach! Coy of glance and full of speech. Sparkling eyes that seem to say. Life is one long holiday. She can dance and run and play, But she likes to have her way — In her dress she ' s not so neat. But besides all this, she ' s sweet. In her slfilled, alhlelic n aji She could throV) the ball all da ). ' UUii :i fe==i This dear girl lives out in town. So her faults we can ' t write down: That she has some, there ' s no doubt, You will have to find them out. Come and buy before you pass By this member of our class; She IS worth much of your gold, But well miss her when she ' s sold. LILLIE HARDIN See! here ' s Lillie— look what grace Overshades her smiling face. See her brow of classic line. Intellectually fine. Has she temper? No; not she, Not as much as ought to be; For a girl like this, you know. Lets the world ran o ' er her so. This dear girl lives out in tomn. So her faulh ve can t mrite down. k Z e O ' f ,m ff ! GRACE HARRIS Look al Grace and you will find, Mathematics on her mind. She can almost make one jealous, ' Cause in work she is so zealous. What ' s t hat sparkle in her eye? ' Oh, her temper ' s rather high; But she s not so very cross If you ' ll let her be the boss. When she ' s sweet, she ' s sweet as pie- When she ' s cross, whew! Oh, my! But I think that bye and bye. You could stop that if you ' d try. See her keeping things just straight; Getting ads before loo late. She does well whale ' er she tries, I ' ll admit that she ' s a prize. See her peeping things jusl siraighl; Celling ' adi before too late. % LETA HOLTZENDORFF Sad. melancholy Leia! No one knows jusi how to treat her. She s so Jacques-hke and stern. You see him at every turn. She must have cookies and toasts. Teas and creams, candies and roasts, Letters, Shriners pins and hearts. Mileage, handsome men and tarls. LeIa, tho she ' s rather staid, Is our little candy maid, Sec! She s just received five pounds; Soon she ' ll pass it all around. So why stand ye idle there? There ' s no need to longer stare! Raven hair and deep blue eyes. Make for any man a prize. LeIa, tho ' she ' s rather staid, Is our little Candyf Maid 0 , l ' Lois, here, obeys the rule That she must be prompt in school. Here she ' s all prepared to dine. Fifteen minutes before time. See her clinging to her book! That ' s not all; this girl can cook. She can mend and darn and sew; And just what else, I don ' t know. LOIS PARR Next comes Lois, tall and slim. Quiet, steady and somewhat prim; Oh, but how this girl does toil: How she burns the midnight oil. Life to her is calm and mild. Nothing e ' er brings forth a smile. But you must not turn her down. Just because she wears a frown. Here she ' s all prepared to dine Fifteen minutes before lime. m RUTH SLAPPEY Ruth, you know, is very good. She won ' t lease you if she could, She IS talking all the time, ' Bout the women being so fine. ' Bout them having lots of sense; Bout ihem making governments; Bout them putting on their coals, And walking up to cast their votes. What ' s her fault? You ' d like to know? I ' ll leave that for her (o show. High, her ideals she has set. Oh — You hale a suffragelte? ' Variety of life ' s ihc spice, ' If you wish to lake a slice. There are more here that may do, You may have the one you woo. High her ideals she has set — Oh — }fou hate a suffragette ' ? w r5 5?;c As you see this hat and furs, Can you guess what she prefers? Aristocratic life of course; Social joys from every source. Her good humor never flags; And she hardly ever nags; Of her temper don ' t be fearful, Tilly ' s always kind and cheerful. MATHILDE SMITH Tilly! well, just take a glance! Isn ' t she a lifetime chance Rosy, smiling, curly haired; Ah, I see you are ensnared. But I ' m frank and honest, sir. I must tell the fault of her; You may say she ' s sweet to me But you ' ll learn that ' s policy. Till})! mell just take a glance; Isn ' t she a life time chance? Long-suffering lassie, dainty and petite. Though Annuals do torture her she still keeps sweet ; She ' s patient and gracious and seldom blue. If you buy her. it ' ll be a fortune for you. Preciqus things in small packages are done, This little bundle is precious, so haste — yea, run; And take this fair maid, a matchless prize. And she ' ll make your life one long para- dise. She ivories on the Arco with Tvhole might and main. And this volume proves that she worlds not in vain f MARTHA SUTTON Here is Mariha with solemn look, Reading as usual the la ' est book; Or spending ihe Hojrs for past-time. In mimicking others or wrilinp rnyme. The faults wilh her that ore can see, Are not of ■ ' - ' t a bad decree; She is fiffed as impersona ' or. But is a sad prorra3 ' ra ' or. And whew! You sSould see Maitha eat; Along Inis line she ' s ne ' er been beat : But lhat s all right, she has more brain, Than ordinary heads contain. But this fault we cant let pass. Martha goes to sleep in class; If she ' d sleep enough some night Maybe then shed be all right. Hffc is Martha wilh solerr.n lool(, Reading as usual, the tatest hool(. 9 GRACE TAYLOR Here ' s our honored President, And with her we ' re all content. See! she ' s putting up a sign, Senior Class, Please Meet at Nine. ' She ' s a stately little maid. Not so little, some have said; For she ' s broad as she is tall ; She ' s the biggest one of all. But her head is filled with brain. Sense and power ' nough to reign; She has honors in this school — Such that give her right to rule. Why not buy her? Now ' s the time. To get full worth of the dime. To get a maid of such line traits. Any man might thank his fates. See! she ' s pulling up a sign; ' Senior Class, Please Meet at Nine ' ! ' I % - SENIOR CLASS POEM By the azure hills turrounded. Shorter stands enthroned on high; So, by seers and sages founded, Her fair fame shall never die; By a wide horizon circled Forth she looks across the world; Vales and ridges smile lo greet her; Smile to see her flag unfurled! Flag of truth afloat above her. Loyal ever to the right; Evermore her daughters love her. Source of knowledge, source of light. Light aglow across the valley. Where the clouds have hid the stars. Stand forever. Alma Mater, Queen whose state no tumult mars! Queen, whose domain falleth never. Long as human souls endure. Queen whose subjects hail her ever. Mother, holy, wise, and pure. Queen whose empire is the Southland, Its fair womanhood to guide — Stand forever. Alma Mater, On thy hills secure abide! OLD FASHION GARDEN |OUR years ago I made the acquaintance of an old gardener, a neighbor, who took a great interest in his garden. Often late in the afternoons I have strolled over and Vi atched him as he cared for his many flowers. How he would watch each little shoot and as It grew, or tried to grow, seeking to find the particular spot in the garden that was best suited to each. I have always favored the Shorter bed and so has the old gardener, there- fore, last year he made it larger and more beautiful, planting in this favored bed several new varieties of flowers. In the past four years many of the flowers have wilted and faded away and in their places others have been planted. As I glance over the bed to-day I see many flowers that are fully grown, but of all these I recognize only three of the original. One of these, the Bachelor ' s Button — Olive Cummings — has always gr own in the same place near the edge of the bed. She was planted here when a tiny flower and despite storms and winds her roots have taken a tighter grasp upon the earth and her head has lifted itself up until now she is a hardy plant. The Old Maid — Virginia Butler — was at the same time planted in this bed. For two years she struggled to grow and the gardener watching, de- f cided that some other spot would be better suited for her, so the Old Maid was carried over into a distant corner of the garden and transplanted in the Notre Dame bed. After this however, she looked lonely, and it seemed to everyone who loved to watch the plants of that old garden that she longed to return to her old bed. Therefore at the end of the year she again crossed the garden in the hands of the kindly gardener, and was placed close to the Bachelor ' s Button. Happiness works wonders, and the Old Maid ' s case was not contrary to the rule, and now she has developed into a tall, graceful flower, and is ready v, to go out into the world to cheer up some timid bachelor. - Near the old stone wall the Golden Rod — Lily Hardin — was planted. Just why she should have been placed so far from the Bachelor ' s Button, and the Old Maid is not quite clear, unless it was to better enable them to talk of their lonely estates. This stately plant oftentimes nods her golden head in the way of the wise, as if she knew the reason. Anyway, there she stands to-day in all her beauty and I feel that the gardener ' s tender care these past four years has not been spent in vain. By her side against the wall a pretty little Wild Violet — Minnie Belle Knox — was placed three years ago. Now this Wild Violet has grown to be a= ?3h  f= efe ? Qj K ' .-_ J.- y,.i. quite bewitching. You can imagine how interesting it is to watch her as she flirts with the sun ; she hides her head among her many leaves and how the sun does work to get her to peep at him. He sends his Ray ' s of Hght searching among the leaves until they, with soft kisses and the many tempting promises that flowers love, finally coax her out. But to-day this same Violet is trying her best to lift that little head of hers up so that she may whisper these secrets to the Golden Rod. Over near the center of the bed a Cosmos — Ruth Slappey — stands. Three years ago she was such a tiny little shoot that the gardener almost despaired of her. But someone passing one day dropped these words: Women should vote, and this little plant said to herself, I must grow tall and strong, so that I may, my sister women help, when they begin to suffragette. Her spirit was brave and it helped her to overcome all obstacles and now she is one of the largest and brightest flowers in all the Shorter bed. You know that flowers, like girls, have friends, and the Cosmos loves very much her opposite, the pretty little Marigold — Grace Harris. This flower is quite bright and she seems to enter readily into all the fun of the bed, but just the same she is vain. Now you, perhaps, will laugh at this, but whenever it rains. Marigold always leans over the puddles of water so she may be able to see herself reflected in them. But after all, when one has such a pretty head it is indeed hard to resist seeing it reflected in pools of water, or in mirrors of shining glass. Another bright-headed little flower, the Phlox — Clara Spivey — keeps the bed ringing with her laughter. She was indeed a tiny, tiny little thing three years ago, and even to-day, she is rather slender. But what of that? She can laugh, and she is always full of fun, and my, but she is popular among the flowers of the bed. See her now as she is nodding that little red head, surely such a bright flower was made to scatter sunshine in dark places. Could a bed like this do vsathout a time piece? No, there is no need of that, for over near the edge is a little Four-o ' clock — Carwee Davis. She was brought over from the Wesleyan bed and planted there three years ago and never once has she failed to keep perfect time. Of course she is the smallest flower in the bed, but for all that, there is not one who has so sweet a voice. She never opens her eyes until four o ' clock, but after that until late at night she fills the air of the old garden with sweetest melodies. Over in the corner is a Black-eyed Susan — Mathilde Smith. The garden- er has had a hard time keeping her there for all the boys seem to think that she is most wondrously beautiful, and whenever they are around the gardener has to J J  ' ,. !5 t ?:f -■•J - , ' If, a;? i -1 keep his eyes stretched or else one of them would have taken her away long ago. But there she stands to-day and I know the dear old gardener hasn ' t begrudged a single hour that he spent in keeping all hands off. A short distance away and near the center a Sweet Alyssum — Jane Kelley — grows. This httle plant has improved wonderfully since being planted here three years ago, and is now covered with tiny white flowers. Although she is not as large as some of the others she is one of the happiest flowers in the bed. Early in 1910, a half-grown Hollyhock — Lois Parr — was transplanted from the Locust Grove bed into the Shorter bed. The soil seemed especially suited to her and in a short time she had taken a firm root and begun to grow apace. To-day she is fully grown, and as she stands straight and tall near the old stone wall she gives dignity to the whole bed. A Petunia — Ethel Stephens — was brought over with the Hollyhock. This little pink flower was a delicate little thing and required much care. But having a brave spirit she struggled hard to become a big flower, and at last the gardener was well pleased with his little Petunia. To-day she has become his prize annual. At this same time the gardener brought a plant — Martha Sutton — over from the Brenau bed. He was a little puzzled to know what this plant might be, but he thought that it was going to be a dainty For-get-me-not. The flower grew and grew until it had lifted its tiny body many feet above the ground, and then you can imagine the gardener ' s surprise when he discovered it was no For-get-me-not at all, but — a Devil ' s Shoe String. But what ' s in a name is certainly true in this case, for this tall flower is bright and full of surprises, and makes a most delightful addition to the favorite bed. For a long time a Dahlia — Grace Taylor — had been in this bed, but she seemed to grow slowly. This past year, however, she gave us a surprise, for sud- denly she seemed to take on new life, and how rapidly she has grown ever since! To-day she has so fulfilled the gardener ' s most ardent hopes that he has given her one of the prominent places in the bed. As I said once before, the Shorter bed had become quite crowded and so last year the gardener enlarged it. He, at the same time, brought over from the Cox bed, three little flowers and transplanted them in it. One of these is a saucy little Daisy — Luesta Hall. How this Daisy does love to talk. Often I hear her jabbering in her flower tongue, and I can not help wishing that I could understand the flower ' s language. She seems to be the Cii life of the whole bed, and I know that many a Jack-in-the-pulpit, Johnnie-jump- up, or Sweet WilHam, would love to win her golden heart. Then there is a tiny pink Touch-me-not — Leta Holtzendorff. This little flower is pretty and dainty, and of all the flowers in the bed the Bachelor ' s Button seems most partial to her. I am certain too, that the Four-o ' clock will sing more readily for the Touch-me-not than for any other flower. Last of all I see the pretty red Poppy — Opal Hall — as she raises her dainty head. She has such a soothing way about her, and when any little bud or leaf seems bruised she busies about and I know that she is telling the mother plant what to do. No place can get on without an M.D., and so the Poppy is Doctor among the flowers I have named. As I stand looking over the bed the gardener draws near my side, and as his gaze follows mine, I see a touch of sadness mingled with the love and pride in his eyes. At last he speaks. I have gathered many flowers from my garden this year, he said, and now I have been ordered to gather these. Then turning to the flowers he continues, and you will go out into the world to-morrow to minister, each in your own way, joy and happiness. Jane Kelley. JUNIOR CLASS Motto: Nothing risl cd, nolhing gained ' CoLCRS: Olive Creen and Pure White Flower: White Carnation OFFICERS Eunice Ragsdale President Margaret McKnight Vice-President Annabel Brcck Secretary Annie Pitts . ' Treasurer CLASS ROLL Margaret McKnight Mournful Junior Sally Gei cer Meek Junior Annabel Brock Hungering and Thirsting Junior Annie Pitts Merciful Junior Orion Arncld Peace-making Junior Eunice Ragsdale Persecuted Junior J — oily, jaunty Juniors, jewels of joy, U — nalloyed jewels, charming and coy. N — olwilhslanding our number, iho ' it be small, I — mperishable we stand, the best class of all. O — ver all spirits, our spirit doth soar R — oyal half dozen, forevermore. n THE JUNIOR CLASS When that February with his showers colde, Causeth alle maydens umbrellas to hoMe, Then bade that Presidenle of our College That class, which at Shorter had most of knowledge, Yclept the Juniors on one night to come, To Maplehurst. his beautiful home, Two noble knights, professors were they brighle, Were bid to guard the maydes on that nighte. Lest evil robbers them attack and lighle These genlil damsels alle without a lighte. Listen now, alle people and y-heare How that these maydens were without y-feare. Bedeckt and hooded alle, they waited in vaine. For dainty knights alas! who feared the raine. But finally, with patience alle spenle Alone into the rain and darkness wente This company of maydes which numbered twentye. So happy were they and withal so gaye That naught of ill dared harm them by the waye And so at last they comen to their goale. With muddy feet ' tis true, but happy soule. When that the mirth had long y-runne high, And that the time to go was drawing nigh. Who but the knights appeared at the doore. With shamefaced air and eyen on the floore. So much of ridicule did the maydes beginne Against these )v o who called themselves strong menre That these knights did swear Never Againne, When we have made with maydes fair a date Shall we be guilty of appearing late. THE JUNIOR MIDNIGHT FEAST DNIGHT! For once stillness reigned throughout the long cor- ridors! The entire college community was getting its beauty sleep. Then there came the tinkle of an alarm clock, a very discreet alarm clock that knew it was out of order to ring in the dead of the night, for it tinkled very low. From another room, another fellow clock answered, and then another. Had all the alarm clocks gone wild? Doors open, coated figures appear along the corridors. There is a rustling of soft silks, a patter of slipper-clad feet, excited whispers, a gathering of the clan in the vestibule, and then out into the cold night air they go. Across a boardwalk and into the sheltering darkness of another building.. Up dark stairs and then — the goal of their desires! A room, dimly lighted by candles and a table literally groaning under its weight of good things. ' Tis sweet on a winter ' s morning to sense the soul of the coffee pot; ' tis sweet to smell fried chicken as we draw near home. The maidenly custard is not without its magic and the breath of syllabub is fit for the nostrils of Jove, but when we have named all these and imagined others, there remains the su- preme poignant delight only to be found in a Junior feast, at mid-night! Long live the memory of that one night of stolen pleasure, of deep inner satisfaction and of perfect comradeship! Here ' s to the Junior class! ■ a isja THE LAMENTATIONS OF THE JUNIOR CLASS 1 . How doth the class sit deserted that once was even twenty, how is she become as six? She that was great in the college, and princess among the classes, how is she become diminished? 2. She weepeth sore in the night, amongst her teachers she hath none to comfort her, all her credits have dwelt treacherously with her, their lack is a stumbling block. 3. Fourteen have gone from off her rolls, because of dearth of units, and because of the high and mighty curriculum of the new A class Shorter. They dwell among the heathen (the Sophs) and they find no rest! All their persecutors seized them with their cards, and added Science and Math and turned them back. 4. All the condemned do mourn, because of them none can come to the mid-night feasts ; their hearts are afflicted, and they are in bitterness. 5. The Juniors remembered in the days of their affliction and of their miseries, all the pleasant things they had in the days of old, before their mem- bers fell into the hands of the committee, when none could help them. 6. The punishment of thine ignorance is accomplished, O unfortunate Juniors! But they will take none of the six away into Sophomority, O faithful half dozen, for they have discovered thy virtues. SOPHOMORE CLASS Colors: Red and White Flower: Red Carnation OFFICERS „, - Christine Jameson President Madeline Trotter Vice-President M, GussiE DuPree Sccretar-ig C i Moselle Eubanks Treasurer CLASS ROLL Ruth Bale Louise Mardre Helen Bennett Caroline Milner ♦Mattie Lena Blalock Motto: Inez Parker Ruth Cousins Eva Phillips GussiE DuPree Veritus Nos Liberabil. Elizabeth Phillips MosELLE Eubanks Maud Pickett ' Una HiNTON Emblem: Nell Powell fc; Christine Jameson Madeline Trotter Norwood Key Horseshot g Annette Marable Susie Warlick Ruth Wilkes W Nol in group. THE SOPHOMORE FUDGE PARTY N a memorable Saturday night, the Sophomores were invited up to Chris ' room, not to have a cup of tea, but to have a general reunion, to gossip, to review their various escapades and, inciden- tally, to make fudge. One after another, gowned in gay kimonas, they came tripping, trailing, bouncing, bursting in. But the burden of this story is what happened after all were gathered around the library table, on which a chafing dish and the neces- sary ingredients for fudge, not omitting peanut butter, were most conspicuous. Christine, taking Ruth Bales ' suggestive hint of, Chris, that junk on the table appeals to me more than ' how glad you are to have us, ' began the cook- ing process. Here, Gussie, please look in my room on Mary ' s dresser for a nail file, and whoever wants the job can open this can of milk with it. Soon the candy was ready to boil, so the girls turned off the lights and sat on the floor, in the ghostly glare of the chafing-dish flame. Girls, where are the rest of us? Seems like this isn ' t all, is it? asked ever inquisitive Ruby. That ' s so, why where is Mildred Lyde? demanded Louise Mardre. Then Ruth Wilkes, the least of all the Sophs, yet the best informed on everybody else ' s affairs, answered, Mildred Lyde? Why, don ' t you know that the classification committee put her conditioned Fresh? Poor child! But believe me, I was scared to a peanut that they were going to put me first year Academy when they brought up my science and Latin credits, added unlucky Christine. Talking of science credits, broke in Dot, do let me tell you about the social — guess I ' d better say scientific — error I made before that awful committee. Well, Mr. Gaines said, ' Dot, how about Latin? ' I blundered out something about so much Caesar, etc., which must have been the thing to say, but the crucial point came when Dr. Jones said, ' Miss Trotter, how about your science? I believe you offer chemistry for your entrance credits. Did you have laboratory and keep a note book? ' I said; ' Oh, yes indeed. ' ' Well Miss Trotter did you make sulphuric acid? ' Yes, ma ' m, I ' m sure I did. ' I stammered out, wishing she ' d hurry and get through with that chemistry. ' In- deed, ' laughed Dr. Jones, ' You are the first one that ever did. ' Well I felt slightly crushed to say the least of it, but I pot my credits. Helen Bennett, ' for the love of Mike, ' do stir that candy, I believe you ' d let it ruin if it wasn ' t for me, commanded Maude Pickett. - e e g . , Girls our sitting here on the floor reminds me of the baby show in our carnival, said Nell Powell, who as nurse, had charge of this side show. Wasn ' t it terrible, I think they broke up all the ' Bilikins ' and dolls in school besides helping themselves to Baby Gaines ' supply, added Mattie Lena Bla- lock. Of all the rich things in the carnival I do think the best was Dr. Van Hoose going to see ' The Wonderful Horse with its tail where its head ought to be, ' put in Annette. Of course he came out saying ' Wonderful! Won- derful, ' and never breathed that it really was a toy horse with its tail in a trough of straw. You may talk about all that you please, broke in matter-of-fact Eva Phillips, but what appeals to me is our making enough to pay for our annual pages, and to give the Seniors a reception. ' At the sound of this talked-of event, Christine moaned, Oh, that Senior reception will be the death of us yet! We ' ve been planning the thing all year and now about the time we had decided what to do, there pops up one of the Seniors and says, ' Why don ' t you have boys up here for us? ' I ' ll simply call a meeting for to-morrow and make those town members help us to decide on something. Oh, that awful bell ! It ' s the most religious thing about its duty on Saturday night, complained Annette. Well, Chris, Sorry to leave, but — Had a dandy time. We are some ' cutting-up ' fudge makers all right. Do this again sometime, hear? and a chorus of such expressions followed. Good-nights were said and they all flitted away in different directions. M. T. (5 Ci ' J ' -. ' C. J 7 OFFICERS Jessie Mae Meltcn President Mildred Lide Vice-President Louise Drewry Secretary Martha Ellis Treasurer W Edna Aderhold Susie Bethea Mary Burdette Marion Bryant Louise Carswell CoBBiE Mae Dean Esther Dobbs Louise Drewry Martha Ellis LoREE Florence Ella Mae Freeman Blanche Gupton Edith Harvey Eva Hall Ruby Hicht Martha Hunter Marguerite Hudson Leila Johnson Evelyn Lewis Mildred Lide Julia McWhcrter Jessie Melton Maner Montgomery Eloise Moseley fIsA Neel Lilly Nunnally Willie Belle Parker Lizzie Patten Mae Phillips Elizabeth Richardson LuLA Mercer Spears Ethel Tucker Miss Emily Hooker HONORARY MEMBERS Miss Edith Hall Dr. May F. Jones 3n = 2= ' - y %J ' s f •vi ' 1% P 5;§ ' v; ' . f T f ( « I 4f o r ■5. 3S c f f) f - f r f 1 f  2P THE FRESHMAN When the gales of Shorter were thrown ajar — ■ This school on the hill, our home in the clouds — And the girls were coming from near and far. The best in all this great big crowd Were the Freshmen. The Seniors, who were in number few, Have left good fool-prints in this sod; But they ' ve spent their last year, and have said adieu. So we hope to climb to the path they have trod, We, the Freshmen. The Juniors were always loyal and true The whole nine months, from beginning to end. They were very kind to the girls who were new. In other words — they were always a friend To the Freshmen. But the Sophs! they thought of a splendid plan, A fight — but we beat them at their own game — And then when the classification began, Many liked us so well they came back and became Dear little Freshmen. So the Freshmen girls of our own dear College Worked very hard, their duty to do; They had some fun, but their aim was knowledge, For they always tried to be loyal and true While yet Freshmen. L. D. e S S SJi ' ■ ' ?? -S5Wc- i irfeS!- r .c5 - . ■ n- ,.: I FACULTY School of Philosophy, Science and Arts J. W. GAINES. A.M. Dean; Professor of Mathematics L. R. HOGAN, A.M. Professor of Latin and Creek Languages: Bible J. M. D. OLMSTEAD, A.M. Professor of Natural Science EMILY HARRISON Professor of Literature KATE MONTGOMERY, B.S. Professor of History ANNIE W. RAYNOR Professor of Modern Languages ANNE W. STEVENS Professor of English L- ' A f .-e«; 5 THE MOST POPULAR GIRL AT SHORTER O Frances Marian, you ' ll be passing wise. As the college life unfolds lo your wondering eyes. You the young matriculate, registered we ' re told In the great new Shorter when one hour old! You ' ve made rapid progress, staying not in ranks. Rising to the honor roll, with no word of thanks, Voted the most popular student of them all, With your baby fingers holding hearts in thrall. Winsome Frances Marian, fair self-governed one. On the board executive, ere the winter ' s done; Yes, you rule the college, — that is plainly seen. Faculty and students; for you rule the dean. O Frances Marian, as the seasons go Contemplate the languages you will come to know! Ologies and isms, sciences and math, Will crowd close around you, in your widening path. Well for you, wee Marian, could the college lore Be absorbed in babyhood through your every pore: Long the nights before you when the lights must burn. While you still go conquering — lessons hard and stern. Soon, Frances Marian, little one don ' t frown. You ' ll be taking your degree, robed in cap and gown. Skilled in all the isms, ologies and atts. Grant you still. Maid Marian, rule as queen of hearts. O! tenderly beautiful, beyond compare, Flushed from pale pink to deepest rosebud hue- Nurslings of tranquil sunshine and mild air. Of shadowless dawn, and silvery twilight dew— Ye blush and burn, as if your flickering grace Were love ' s own tint on Spring ' s enamored face! And day by day— yea, golden hour by hour Your subtle fragrance and rich beauty tell (Each fairy blossom rounded into flower). How matchless once that lost Arcadian spell, ■Which dwelt in leafy bowers and vernal dyes Whence coyly peeped the Dryad ' s fawn-like eyes! And yet, while all so fair and bounteous seems. While the birds carol— each his daintiest part. Veiled in soft brightness, and like musical dreams In some blithe soul— the bee-twarms haunt your heart. Lo! severed slowly from yon roseate crown A scarlet snowdrift, silent, falters down. So let them rest, 1 pray you, let them rest. Small, perishing sweethearU of the sun and rain: O! mother earth, thou hast a ruthful breast. Which yearns to fold thy humblest child from pain. Men fall like flowers; both claim the self -same balm. The equal peace of thy majestic calm! i ? Paul Hamilton HaYne. S «L = Ye blush and burn, as if your flickering grace Were love ' s own tint on Spring ' s enamored face. 6 1 i ' J v1 k V I ■=- iJ WINTER AT SHORTER I lift thee, thus, thou brown and rugged cone, Well poised and high, y Between the flowering grasses and the, sky And, as sea-voices dwell J In the fine chambers of nw ocean shell,, So fancy ' s ear ' v ' l T ' ' ' ■ Within thy numberless, dim, coinnexities Hath seemed ofltimes to hear if f -- ' ' The imprisoned spirits of all winds that Winds of late autumn that lamenting qjL on— Across the wild sea-surgies ebb . and now f Storm-winds of winler mellowed to a sigh. Long-drawn and pladnlive, or — how Hngeringly! Soft echoes of the spring-tidie ' s joined breeze, Blent with the summAgpO th - wjnd murmuring low! What wondtf airs|?cone, that thou shbuldst ho!d The senjblance oj hese voices day and nighf. f ' roudly enthroned upon -4he wavering height? Of yon monarchal pine, thou did ' st absorb The elemental virtues of all airs, Timid or bold. Measures of gentle joys and wild despairs, Breathed from all quarters of our changeful orb; Whrtber with mildness freighted or with might. Into thy form they entered, to remain Each the strange phantom of a perished tone. m- - ' Paul Hamilton Havne ON YONAH MOUNTAIN I ' S ANCY Williams lifted her brown eyes and looked squarely into the grey ones by her side. Jim Graham remembered having heard an old mountaineer say once that Nancy ' s eyes were like live things and as he looked at her he saw the truth of the crude remark. Not only her eyes but her whole strong, sweet personality was alive, alive with the pure joy of living. Uneducated she was to a certain extent, but the man knew she possessed qualities that all the education, travel and culture in the world could not give her. Jim Graham, heart-sick, tired of the unrealities of life, had crept back to the picturesque little valley of Nacoochee, his birthplace. There in the quiet, serene atmosphere he had found renewed faith in his fellow-man, new hopes, rest, peace and Nancy — Nancy in whom his truest happiness now centered. He had just told her this in his quiet, forceful manner, and she had stopped her horse and looking at him said, Mr. Graham, I don ' t know just what to say to you. You see, I know I am not fitted to be your wife. You have so outgrown us here in the valley. You, you, are educated. If you only knew how I have had to work, so hard, just to speak correctly. Then there is dear, unreasonable Dad to consider. You see your father is probably the only real enemy Dad has and he hates every one by the name of Graham. The memories of the other Nancy, I mean my dead mother, and myself are all Dad has, don ' t you understand? Yes, he answered, smiling whimsically, I understand every one of those excellent reasons that you wish to place in the way of our happiness. As for your father it is unfortunate that in this day and time he insists on keeping up an old family feud. It would not be right for him to allow that to come between you and your life ' s happiness. Nancy looked straight ahead for a few moments and then said, Mr. Graham, you ' ll have to let me give you your answer later. I want you to believe me when I tell you I appreciate the honor of your offer. I know you to be a sincere and honorable man and when you say that you care for me I believe you. However, for the present, why, I ' ll just have to talk it over with Dad, I ' d really be scared not to. Now I ' ll race you up this hill, and what ' s more, beat you! I ' ll accept your challenge. Miss Nancy, and v ll take great pleasure in leaving you far behind, he laughingly replied. On, on, they rode at breakneck speed almost neck and neck the whole way. It was a glorious day in early fall. Old Yonah mountain was gaily bedecked in crimson and gold, every single tree and leaf, and bush had added its share to the riot of color. The wind was strong and cool, one felt it was almost visible and that it, too, was crimson and gold. The man and girl were keenly alive to the magnificence of nature around them. It just hurts, it is so beautiful, she breathed fervently. They had dropped into a walk the better to enjoy and appreciate the ex- quisite views on either hand. As they went on the foliage gradually disap- peared, and presently the whole scene had changed. Rough-hewn rocks and jagged cliffs had taken the place of the forests. Suddenly Nancy stopped be- fore a mass of rocks. Do you know where you are? she questioned, rather gravely. No, not exactly, he replied. I hardly believe I would be able to find my way down. There, she said pointing with one slim, brown hand, is the cave where Nacoochee and Sautee hid from Yonah. Oh, yes, he said, I remember the old legend, I say let ' s get off and look around the place. They alighted and tying their horses securely, walked over to the cave. On closer sight it proved to be a huge wall of stone with a small opening in the center. They stepped inside, but it was dark and damp, and they came out and seated themselves on a massive boulder. The sun was slowly sinking, a great ball of fire. Many dark clouds had gathered and the wind was blowing hard. The heavens presented a glorious picture. Jim turned suddenly and looked at the girl at his side. He had never considered her beautiful, but he admitted to himself that she was beautiful now, with her great brown eyes gazing far out into the distance and her hands clasped idly in her lap. Wondering at his long silence, she turned and became conscious of his gaze. A soft color sprang into her cheeks. Forgive me, he said, I did not realize how rudely I was staring at you. Show your forgiveness by telling me the old story of Nacoochee and Sautee, it has been long since I have heard it. I will be glad to tell the story Mr. Graham, she said. Although I am afraid my version of it will not prove very interesting, but I will do my best. - J. g 1 ■• I You know the first people that inhabited our valley were Indians, whose chief was Yonah. a powerful warrior, feared and respected not only by his own tribe, but by all the neighboring tribes as well. His daughter was Nacoochee, the beautiful Indian maid of the legend. On the other side of this mountain was another Indian chief with whom old Yonah was in constant warfare. You can well imagine Yonah ' s feelings when Nacoochee refused to marry Hawk-eye, the chieftain he had chosen for her, and declared that Sautee was the only brave she would marry — young, handsome, Sautee of the tribe on the other side of the mountain. Her father took measures to separate them so that at last they were forced to run away and brave little Nacoochee with her Indian lover hid for many days among the rocks and caves of this same mountain. Their happiness was short-lived however, for Yonah did not give up his re- lentless search until he found them on a night of terrific storm when they had taken shelter in that cave and it was here, right on the edge of that cliff, that Yonah and Sautee fought and Yonah in his mighty rage hurled Sautee over the edge, down into the valley, far beneath. Nacoochee, with a wild cry, flung herself after him, glad to follow him even to death. As you know, Nacoochee and Sautee lie buried side by side at the foot of the mountain. That is all — but sometimes on a wild stormy night, some declare they have heard Nacochee ' s scream as she jumps to her death. Thank you. he said gravely, Nacoochee ' s love for Sautee must have been very great. Dear, if you could only love me like that! Nancy looked at him, a little smile on her lips. Why was it, she thought, she could not bring herself to tell this tall, grave man that she loved him; that she had loved him for oh, so long, never dreaming that he cared for her? Well, she would tell him very soon, but not now, for darling old Dad must know first. While these two had been absorbed in the story and each other, a heavy mountain storm had been blowing up. Nancy, used to such storms and realiz- ing how awful they were while they lasted, did not think it wise to start now upon the descent. In a few moments the storm was upon them, the wind and rain each striving to out-do the other in terrific intensity. Reluctantly, for they would have liked to have watched the terrible beauty of the storm, they sought refuge in the cave — first, arranging for the horses as best they could. As the storm waxed more and more furious, the man said, It is well for us that this cave was near. I wouldn ' t care to be ridmg down one of these mountain trails in a storm like this. :d2- f « ' = ' ' ? ' ■ It would be dangerous, she said, although I ' ve often been caught in just cgj such storms. lj Are you not at all frightened? he asked. Me, frightened, why no, she answered, with a merry, lilting laugh, nothing can harm us here and you are with me. They were silent for a few moments, both keenly alive to the other ' s presence. The storm was at its height, old Yonah seemed to be quivering and trembling beneath its violence. Through all the din and clamor Nancy heard Jim distinctly as he said in his low, vibrant voice. I) Nancy, can ' t you tell me now that you love me? ' She did not reply at once, but presently he felt her soft little hand touch ' ■. his sleeve and heard the murmured words, y Yes, Jim, I can, I do love you, I love you — oh, so very much. And then these two became oblivious to the angry work of nature out- ' „ ' side, and in the darkness he found her sweet, young lips and pressed his against tthem. It was the first kiss she had ever known save that of her father. Listen, she said, drawing away from him, some one else is seeking shelter here, too. Nancy, darling, you must have very sharp little ears; but, yes, there is some one, as they heard heavy steps, approaching. Why it might be Dad, she whispered, you know he has been over to Black Creek, and he generally comes home by way of Yonah. Wait and KJ I ' ll find out. ' A The person was now in the cave and Nancy, disguising her voice, said, Who ' s there? ip Oh! what ' s that to you, eh? came back in a deep voice, followed by a loud, metallic laugh. Jim, Jim, she whispered, that is Dad and he ' s drunk. •f It will be all right, little girl, he assured her, hadn ' t you better let him know who you are though? , Jim was not at all certain that it would be all right, for he knew of Bob Williams ' ungovernable temper, and the horrible effect whiskey had upon V him. Dad, he heard Nancy say, this is Nancy. I am so glad you reached here safely. It is dangerous outside. , Nancy, hon, what you doing here? Yes, bad weather out. How ' s i s5?-.— M :7r r . 4 my girl? Say, what you doing here? Answer your old Dad, hon. bling speech was followed by another hard, ringing laugh. Dad, she answered, her voice low and grave, Mr. Graham and I were out riding, the storm overtook us, so we had to seek shelter in here. Graham, Graham, he said, Neal Graham ' s son, what you doin ' here with him? Mr. Williams, said Jim, Nancy has explained to you how we hap- pened to be here, surely you would rather have her here in safety than out in this storm. I don ' t aim to talk to you about it at all, was the reply. Even if my girl ' s got to start going with a Graham, her father won ' t. I want you to let me an ' mine alone, understand? Listen to me, Mr. Williams, said Jim, his voice stifled to keep out of it the anger which he felt, Nancy is no child; she is a woman and can do as she pleases. You are unjust and unreasonable to allow your personal preju- dice for my father to extend to me. I am going to tell you now that I love her, and she has accepted me as her affianced husband. I wish to say that nothing you can do will come between us. Is that all true. Nan? asked Williams. Yes, Dad, she answered. Oh! that ' s very fine, very fine indeed. Oh! Lord! Nancy Williams to marry Jim Graham, old Neal Graham ' s son, that is funny! all this said in a loud, mocking tone. Oh, Jim — being as you ' re going to be my son-in-law, so nice and fine, I reckon I can call you that- — would you mind a steppin ' out here with me a minute and giving me a hand? I ' ve got a big bundle out there and it won ' t do for it to get wet. Certainly, Mr. Williams, I will be glad to, said Jim. Jim, whispered Nancy, laying one hand on his sleeve, please, dear, don ' t go out there with him npw, not when he ' s like this, he is horribly drunk, you don ' t know, he might hurt you. Please, please don ' t go! That ' s all right, Nancy, I ' d better go, it won ' t do to cross him. I will be back in a few moments, said Jim. He bent over her and kissed her tenderly and went out leaving her alone. The kiss made her forget her fears. Oh, how happy she was, how she loved him, so big, so kind, so handsome. She was going to be his wife, to be with him always, to share his joys and sorrows. In her heart she sent up a little prayer to God in thanksgiving. 2. , I She looked up to see her father bending over her, a lighted lantern in his hand, and a strange glow in his deep-set eyes. Why, where ' s Jim, Dad? she asked, and could not suppress a nervous little catch in her voice. Jim, why I don ' t ' zactly know, girl, but he won ' t be a troublin ' you anymore, wherever he is, durn his soul. This with a loud laugh. Nancy was on her feet, her great eyes distended, her hands clutching her father ' s arm, she almost screamed, Where is he? Where is he? Where is he? Dad, you haven ' t hurt him, have you? Tell me where he is, so I can go to him. Nance, you can ' t go after him, girl ; because I ' ve done away with him. He won ' t come a botherin ' and insultin ' my girl anymore. I-I- he reeled and she saw he was about to fall into a drunken stupor. Quick, tell me what you did, she cried shaking him, What in the name of God have you done to Jim? I — I pushed him over the cliff, he said, and fell like a huge block of wood. Seizing the lantern, she rushed frantically out into the storm, straight to the edge of the cliff. There she fell on her knees, her breath coming in sob- bing gasps. He pushed him over the cliff, he pushed him over the cliff. Jim is dead, dead, dead. I will never see him again. Oh, God! don ' t let it be true, give him back to me. How can I live without him? She stretched her arms into the dark, moaning piteously. Somewhere, down, down, down below, Jim, was lying mangled, torn, dead. Ah, how it all came back to her, she was Nacoochee and her Sautee was dying some- where 6own there, brutally murdered by her insane father. Nacoochee? why she flung herself after Sautee! She rose to her feet and reached the edge of the cliff. She knew now what to do, she would do as Nacoochee. She would fling herself after her lover, yes, that was the solution of the horrible problem. She looked over the edge and shrank back in terror. She wanted to follow him, she wanted to die; but she could not; she was afraid. The flesh was weak; she would have to go on living, living without him. With a low moan she fell face downward on the wet earth in an agony of sobs. If you should happen to visit Nacoochee Valley this summer, you would see a little cottage on the side of Mt. Yonah, where a woman lives alone. She l; i is a young woman, not over thirty, but the youth has passed out of her face. She is calm and reserved. Perhaps some day, you would see her kneeling be- side a grave, near the grave that is pointed out to all visitors as the grave of Nacoochee and Sautee. Perhaps some one would tell you that she was Nancy Williams and that she had never been the same since the night her lover fell from the cliff on Mt. Yonah. Then, you would think you understood, but would you: Jeanne Jonas. ,f : Ti I t -} ■■is ■ ' •1 ■• ' - 4 ■ y Nettie Allen Kathleen Chandler Lucy Candler Esther Dobbs Martha Dean TiLLiE Mae Davis Anne Goetchius Alice Hicks LuDiE Harvey Edith Harvey Nannie Louise Hill Alma Harbour Esther Phillips Edith Phillips EuLA Leverett Minnie Belle Knox Vera Kelley Nell Powell Howard Chick Clara Miller Edna Sirmans Louise Laramore Annie Maude Schuessler Helen Hamilton Addie Wright India Young Kathleen Laramore Mattie Lena Blalock Mary Willie Cauthen Henriette Strickland Miriam Whitfield Mary Allcood Jones ■5 55 - ' - : i E, of the Art Department, thought at the beginning of the year, that our studio was the most attractive place at Shorter College. In showing visitors over the new buildings we would take more pride in showing and explaining our work than that of any other department of the college hfe. The great size of the studio, the modern easels and lockers, the rows of porcelain lava tories and the big new kiln made our hearts rejoice. But now we believe after a year ' s training, our thoughts have risen higher than mere tools. We still love with all our souls the workshop in which we are aided each day to see more clearly the wonder and beauty of commonplace things. But we believe we have grown a wee bit wiser in our interpretation of things beautiful. And in some faint way, can appreciate, with the real artist, the desire to pour forth our souls on canvas. Last fall, how we revelled in the crimson and gold maple leaves, the pur- ple asters, the brown-eyed-Susan and the golden-rod. We thought they were beautiful. But when we saw the snow-covered mountains, and the vast blank- eted valley, we knew nothing could compare with that glistening, shimmering landscape. But now the glories of spring have burst upon us. Arbutus, wood violets and anemones have simply run riot over the hills and through the ravines. The dogwood and peach blossoms sta nd out in sharp contrast against the dark green of the pines. Great, soft-toned, heart leaves waft their fragrance up- ward, and even the grey rocks have on their spring dresses of bright fresh moss. When we consider all these wonderful gifts, we feel that if we do not develop into true artists, it is not become the Giver of all good and perfect gifts has not overwhelmed us with His blessings. As we sit at our easels, splashing away at the beauties about us we feel that we can truly say with the Psalmist, I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. A. GOETCHIUS. ? . ft I I it  -- THE ART LOVERS ' CLUB If it be true that any beauteous thing Raises the pure and just desires of man From earth to God, the Eternal Fount of all. Such 1 beheve my art, for as in her So fair, in whom 1 all beside forget, I view the gentle works of her Creator, I have no care for any other thing; For who adores his Maker must needs love His work. OFFICERS Alice L. Hicics President Alma Harbour Vice-President Anne Goetchius Secretary Nettie Allen Treasurer Motto : Through Nature up to Nature ' s Cod. Emblem: The Lit} Colxjrs: Silver and Cold Ir ' ¥ The Art Lovers ' Club is one of the pleasantest features of the Studio life. The social side of the meetings gives us an opportunity to become acquainted with each other and lightens the routine, while the cultural knowledge gained from the subjects discussed and the training of hand and eye during the twenty-min- ute sketch provide elements in our art education which would otherwise be lacking. Under Miss Coulter ' s direction the club has been studying sculpture this year. Taking the best art of the Greeks as a standard and comparing with it the best examples found in other countries in all ages. The programs have been carefully planned and prepared, the meetings are always well attended and the sketches from living models which conclude each program have been most in- teresting while the drawings have rapidly improved throughout the year. ?3t! = i -j? = ' 5€S. : ' i € : v p! fti Bsiii THE SKETCH CLUB Flower: ColJen Rod Without knowing you hold a gift That a mint of gold could not buy Something the soul of man to lift From the tiresome earth and to make him see How beautiful common things can be; How heaven may be glimpsed through a wayside tree; The gift of an artist ' s eye. ONE of Shorter ' s departments of study have so reveled in or derived so rich a benefit from the new environment of the college as the Art Department. From the windows of our studio we enjoy the rarest beauties of hill and lowland, the small stream hastening to empty into the adjacent river, its myriads of reflections; gorgeous cloud effects that tantalize the eye and brush in a swift, subtlely changing kaleidoscope of forms. There is not a girl upon the hill but delights to steal away, losing herself in the beauty of it all, to list to Nature ' s teaching. But the sketch class feels a special license conceded to its members to all that Nature ' s generous plan has arranged for Shorter. Upon every fair Tuesday a band of girls, laden with complete parapher- nalia, yields eager feet to the soft pine needles, carpeting the innumerable paths which are but pulses leading to the heart of our forest. Then, when sketching stools are placed and our Mistress directs our efforts, we do not term what fol- lows work. It is an earnest striving to comprehend the loveliness about us, to see with divining, appreciative eyes, each shadow and color and contour of Nature, during each consecutive season. Ah! No. We never have masterpieces to show for the time thus spent. But we have souls broadened, hearts happier, eyes keener, and a sincere pity for every girl who is not a member of the sketch class. ' •■ i - ' - J-- SCHOOL OF MUSIC m- - i ll ■ ra - ' i i HAROLD A. LORING Director and Professor of Piano GRACE L. CRONKHITE Director of Theor ) Department and Professor of Piano CHARLOTTE von SKIBINSKY Professor of Piano GRACE ALMY Professor of Voice ALEXANDER von SKIBINSKY Professor of Violin ANNE DENMARK Instructor of Piano EDITH HALL Instructor of Piano and Theory CHARLOTTE HARRIS Instructor of Voice SOURIE GLOVER Instructor of Piano and Superintendent of Practice ALINE WINBURN Accompanist h I 9 •0 I • j   ' - -i, sr --r- ' y } s;i %r-iiig«s 5i ■ •-.. ' A ' ;i .l I I JUNIORS IN COLLEGE OF MUSIC Motto: Alvays sometimes , iu 1 1 never ilt-. ?: — : Flowers: While Rose and Orange Blosiom Colors: Creen and fVhile Louise Bennett Quitman. Ga Mabel Bunch Danburg, Ga. Frances Randles Rome, Ga. f t .--. i - SOPHOMORE CONSERVATORY CLASS Flower: Trailing Arbulus Colors: Royal Purple and While Motto: Perfect Practice Ma es Perfect. OFFICERS LiLLlE Maddox President Mary Mobley Vice-President Ruth Stovall Secretary Hettie Barton Treasurer - MEMBERS Hettie Barton Rhetta Locke Grace Pope Marguerite Brewer Rosa Hunt Lewis Ruth Stovall Grace Davis Lillie Maddox Agnes Thomas Ellie Denham Mary Mobley Norma Watson Marie Lazenby Willibel Parker Marjorie Hayes Walcott Miss Cronkhite Honorary Member There, the beeches a-whispering again! Now their fluttering leaves are still; But the secret was told ere I counted ten. As they bent to the crest of the hill; Through clover and grass 1 saw it pass. As down to the brook it sped. In the field beyond the gray stone wall. Where the meadow grass is lush and tall. Now each starr y daisy is nodding her head; Up the daisied slope the word flashes fleet. Till all agog is the half-grown wheat, As the secret is passed o ' er the crest of yon hill. (And somehow 1 know it is traveling still.) And again, and again, and again. The beech boughs bend to the grass. And I listen, alack, alas! For not a word can I understand Though the clover ' s a-tremble on every hand, O, golden-green leaves a-flutter above me, O, whispering winds, speak aloud if ye love me! ' j M mm A. W. S, DEPARTMENT OF EXPRESSION All true art is rooted in a deep sinceret]). The purpose of this n or ; The Development of Personality. The Enrichment of Womanhood. O the question, What sort of a School of Expression shall be es- tablished at Shorter College? The answer was, We want the best for Shorter. But that answer only aroused the more insist- ent question, What is best? What result should we seek? Should we strive primarily to build up a large and enthusiastic department or should the work of the department be determined by the actual needs of the student? The answer came, Work for the individual. But what guiding purpose should determine the nature of this work for the individual? Personal culture is or should be the supreme aim of all college work. Even scholarship is valued less for its own sake than for the richness of its contribution to personal development. If the Department of Expression is to merit college rank, it must base its claim upon the true cultural value of its work. Not only that, but it must direct its work and influence along lines dis- tinctly womanly. The wife ' s speech and the mother ' s voice are felt! She must read aloud to the children and tell them stories. Has she insight to discriminate between true and false art in the books that are read, in the moving picture shows, and in the plays that come to town? Are her interests shut in to her own narrow sphere? Are her sympathies cramped into the small shell of her own experience? Are her ambitions worldly? The purpose of the Shorter College School of Expression is to help the home. Through the vocal interpretation of the purest classics of our splendid literature it seeks to cultivate the artistic taste of its daughters: so shall the mothers-that-are-to-be learn to distinguish the genuine from the artificial, the true coin from the counterfeit; so shall their imaginations be quickened and clari- fied and their sympathies shall deepen and widen, so shall aspiration become noble. But not only does the home need help, the church calls to the woman ' s college for fine, efficient leaders and well-trained workers. A leader needs her finest, truest, richest personality. She needs her normal voice at its best, she needs a deep sincerity, she needs divine ideals, she needs depths of human sympathy and devoted faith. The Shorter College School of Expression stands for such work. ff t 3 [) But woman ' s work, once shut into the home and the church, has, in these last days, become co-extensive with human hfe and human need. So that the most overpowering sense of the responsibilities resting upon a college department of expression comes with a survey of the rapidly widening field of woman ' s ac- tivities. The federated activities of woman ' s work for educational, economic, civic, social, and dramatic betterment look to the colleges for a re-enforcement of workers. The world ' s need is overwhelmingly great at this time, and its needs are destined to become far greater. The combined resources both of man and woman are demanded by the great movements for human uplift that are struggling to-day against the tremendous powers that everywhere force life down-grade. The Shorter College Department of Expression aspires so to train its students that they may be helpers — perchance leaders in the great re- creative movements of their generation. And this careful training for the development of a student ' s true and best personality, this study that shall enrich her womanhood, means, also, finest pro- fessional service whether as teacher or public reader. To establish a school of expression for the personal culture of students rather than for the entertainment of themselves, their college mates, their home folks and town folks may prove revolutionary in some places. It takes faith to attempt it; for there are mountains of doubt and of misconceptions to be moved. But already there is planted a department of expression at Shorter College that stands for culture — such culture as shall be worthy of college students, a culture that shall enrich their womanhood. ij i JfS ' ■fe I f Class in Special Oratory — Miss Aunspauch, Director l y - . 4 -C - s ' ' p j m HEALTH DEPARTMENT MoiTO: Indies Fieri Mcliorem Instructor: May Farinholt Jones, M.D. A GOOD DESCRIPTION Would you rightly start the day. Don ' t forget your morning spray. Exercises do not slight Morning, afternoon and night.. Be much in the open air, . Breathing deeply while you ' re there. At the table you ' ll be wise Faithfully to fletcherize. Thoughtfully select your fare. And your calories count with care. Do not think that you can please If you always talk disease. SSS ACROSTIC Uid you ever study Dietetic!? the science of eating, we say, X t teaches you what to, and what not to eat, in a most systematic way, H at no dill pickles, salads, candies, or such things, for you see M. hey will give you aulo-intoxication, then in a sad plight you will be. ijy at only the plainest foods, and never any hot-bread, 1 hen you ' ll be happy and healthy and won ' t always feel like you ' re most dead. X f you should get sick, however, I ' ll lell you what to do V iall the Dietetics class as quickly as possible and we ' ll lessen your calories and pull you through, O ince we shall know how to diet you and we ' ll certainly do it, too. tis -r - r = iMEsnc OUR LUNCHEON E wanted to do something big, to show off our knowledge of the fine art of cooking. What could it be? We thought and thought, but just the right thought refused to come. Until the Genius of Domestic Arts uttered these inspired words, A Luncheon for the Trustees! The very thing, why had we not thought of it? Straightway, we began enthusiastically planning how we might display to the best advantage our cuhnary skill. We would concoct the most delicious of soups; we would mingle the juices of sweet fruits into a beverage to rival Jove ' s favorite nectar; we would combine a salad that would ravish eye and taste alike — a salad that might well reflect glory on the Waldorf-Astoria ; we would make bread sticks, worthy of the white and gold of the Shorter colors that decked them ; would have a Charlotte Russe so light that it would stand a-tiptoe, begging to be eaten ; and cakes so delicious that they would seem made of some delectable substance, far too fine and good for human nature ' s daily food, and the aroma of our coffee would make any mortal trustee fall a vic- tim to its seduction, no matter what sort of total abstinence pledge he might have signed. And then began the mighty p reparations. We cooked and roasted and toasted and boasted until all was ready. Punctually at twelve the trustees came and seated themselves around a festive board, gaily decorated in narcissus and daffodils that had obligingly bloomed forth in Shorter colors for the great occasion. At the head of the table presided our Genius of Domestic Arts, dressed all in white, while the girls, like so many blooming Hebe ' s, hovered around to serve these gods of Greater Shorter. Then they fell to work and ate. My, how they did eat! Until there was no more and then only they departed, devoutly wishing for their sons a Shorter wife. V. B. Class in Sewing :si. 4 n rD- -ii : V ,-- V i: . . I !■ ■ •h  ■ - . ■ «■ I , t sy. i ' .ra t i3H3:rir:- - ' 5 ' i? ?S g5;? i SCHEDULE OF GAMES First College versus Second College, 6 to 6. First College versus Third College, 15 to 8. First College versus Academy, 6 to 17. HE final chapter of the struggle for the Shorter College basket-ball championship was written yesterday afternoon when the college team met the Academy team in the gymnasium. The Academy, of course, with all the loyalty there is possible, was there in full force. T he college disdainful of the children separated unto themselves and proceeded to make fun of them. But she who laughs last laughs best and soon the arrogant college girls were leaning forward anxiously, begging, plead- ing, encouraging their team. The first score was made by the Academy when Miss Brewer, by a beau- tiful stop, recovery, and throw, sent the ball into the hands of Miss Ward — Miss Durham was so well guarded that Miss Ward was compelled to dribble from the extreme left to a throwing position. She then passed the ball to Miss Durham who made an excellent throw. This was sufficiently encouraging to enable them to pile up four more just like that one before the end of the half. About three minutes before the whistle blew Miss Melton got the ball on a fum- ble (that ' s the only way they got them from the Academy.) From the very boundary she tossed her goal, doing really well for the college team. But when the whistle did sound the score was 1 and 2, with the Academy on the heavy end. In the first three minutes of the play in the last half, it looked as if there might be something doing. The College team caught, threw, stopped, and passed like clockwork and by persistent effort on the part of the forwards with the co-operation of the rest of the team, they succeeded in making the score 10 to 6. Unfortunately for them, a foul was made. Miss Ward got the toss and shot it in. The tide turned and the Academy started in again. It is a well-known fact that when they start they finish. The rule was not violated, the final score being I 7 to 6. Academy Student. ■.C 4cr ir-.i t g a ____ I ANNUAL SPRING TOURNAMENT May 15, 16, 17, and 18 OFFICERS OF TENNIS CLUB President LouiSE BennETT Vice-PresiJenl WlLLIE Hatcher Secrelar ) Orion Arnold Treasurer MiNNiE Belle Knox r -A I 0 r - : THE IDEAL IN ATHLETICS Accuse not nature; she hath done her part, Do thou but thine. — Shal{e- ipeare. The aim of educational gymnastics is to promote health, develop control, repose, judgment, presence of mind, and to improve all conditions tending to health and beauty; thus bringing the entire body into a harmonious whole un- der the direct control of the will. In the Swedish system of gymnastics big muscles are not the aim, but the natural development of every muscle. Hence the even-sided triangle has been taken as an emblem of associative gymnastics and athletics, typefying the all-round, fully developed man. ISTORY and legend are interwoven so closely in our oldest civili- zation that it is most difficult to separate the strands and desig- nate them by their names of fact and fiction. In the Orient, where civilization is so ancient we can scarcely comprehend its beginnings, and whose influence has been felt so powerfully throughout the world, we find a most serious, subtle mystic strain of legend well suited to the history and philosophy of its people. Coming westward we note the artistic and warlike elements of the Greek and Roman legend but through it all — even in the Greek and Roman we feel a languor, a breath of cynicism, a subtility that leaves us untouched, save for a vague intellectual curiosity. However, the moment we cross over the Alps in the Teutonic country, it is as if we had stepped into a great mental outdoors. Such vigorous sweeps of wind, such pure invigorating atmosphere, an element rough and crude, if you like, but sane and healthy. Here the deities sweep through the clouds on their wild black steeds, here we hold wild revelries with imps, goblins, witches, and all manner of uncanny spirits upon the rough, wild heights of a Brocken. ■rt k i fis Perhaps no section of Germany is more beautiful with its touches of legend interwoven with its every fact, than the Rhine. At its source we catch murmurs of the Niebelungen — that river-folk who guard mighty treasures of gold and precious stones, of dragons breathing out flame and guarding beautiful princesses, of enchanted (ire circles within which a Valkyr lies dreaming of an heroic Siegfried. Gradually descending we catch glimpses of stately ruins of castle and monastery, each with its legend of joy and sorrow, while from some Lorelei rock floats down a siren ' s song, and ever and anon, as if woven from the gleam of its waters, the purple of its vine-covered slopes, or the fragrance of its flower- strewn meadows, come graceful and delicate fancies. : V THE SUN PRINCESS Far back in the dim misty circles of time, when earth still revolved in space a shapeless mass, the Sun Princess, of royal blood, sat in radiant splendor upon her throne of ethereal blue. Through all the realms had gone tidings of her radiant beauty and from far and near came suitors to woo her. One by one they returned alone to their countries far and near. At last came the moon, the noblest prince of all realms, wondrously arrayed in garments of sil- very sheen. A wooer of no faint heart was he, and fain would he woo her! ' Ah, ' cried the Princess — ' I am thine if thou canst o ' ertake me. ' Away from her throne she sped, scattering the flowers in her flight, the moon in swift pursuit. And still onward she speeds and forever the moon pursues — And men looking upward, see the falling flowers, and call them stars. Mii •- 2 «: -. ' • r. :! - THE BIRDS On that great fifth day came the birds but without power to wing their way through the air. They grieved and murmured greatly ' Behold we are the least of creation, We shall be trampled underfoot. ' Then spoke the Mighty Spirit: ' As tokens of my displeasure shall ye bear these burdens even unto the end of time. ' And upon the backs of the birds were placed the marks of the wrath of the Almighty, which they bear even unto this day. But as patience and submission grew, that which had seemed a burden, proved but folded wings, and, endued according to the purpose of the Great Spirit, now permit them to soar upward triumphantly, gloriously unto the freedom and beauty of earth ' s skies. And that the river might not fail of every association it sweeps out in broad currents to the sea, and we hear the martial note of the Viking with his gods of wind and fire — doing battle in the clouds. We hear the voice of the sea calling with its irresistible magic, luring men to its deeps. Haste thee, oh haste thee — Send forth thy steeds from the waters clear, I will ride with the waves and the winds. In the gray dawns, upborne by gloomy clouds, impelled by howling winds, chariots with plunging steeds bear the heroic dead to the Halls of Wal- halla. - ■■■ ' ,, .r ' i .. • ■f- ' T.: PARIS ALONG THE SEINE LWAYS have we known France as the most highly centralized country in Europe, and Paris is the very heart and soul of France, almost, one might say, France itself. And no truer embodiment of the life and spirit of Paris can be found than the Seine with which its life and history are so intimately bound. Here in the midst of the Seine on the He de la Cite, were the beginnings of the great city. This little island, even to-day, in the midst of the gay, laughing, bustling life of the city, is still filled with mysterious nooks and cran- nies, rich in memories of dramatic historical events and old legendary lore, breathing forth the spirit of the past. Walking down the quays we pass o ne historic spot after another, and per- haps nothing so epitomizes the currents of Parisian life as the various buildings, gardens, squares and monuments along the banks of this stream. Across its waters are suspended bridges celebrating the martial glories of France, while stately monuments, symbols of prowess and victory gaze down upon it. Here rises Notre Dame which may easily be considered the embodi- ment of the religious life of the French people. A monument of Catholicism. it has passed through various fluctuations of rehgious faith and unfaith. For many decades, the center of fervent and simple religious rites, it nevertheless, did not escape the turmoil and skepticism of the Revolution. At first it seemed doomed to destruction, but escaped with only the loss of its sculptures. For a time it was no longer a church, but a Temple of Reason, and the songs of the National Guard echoed within its walls instead of chants to the Virgin. Then for eight years its doors were closed, to be opened again by Napoleon. But its vicissitudes were not yet ended, for under the Communists we see no longer the church or the temple, but a military stronghold. And not alone is Notre-Dame a part of the French religion and history, but it lives also in song and story. Victor Hugo and others have told us again and again of those who have sought within its walls that sanctuary which even despotic kings feared to violate. As we look at Notre Dame to-day and note its gargoyles crouched along the eaves, we imagine that they gaze sardonically down on the turbulent mass of humanity below and say, You too, shall go, your lives shall pass, and only we will remain, emblems of the power, the pomp and the glory of the Church. Below, not far distant, are the flower markets. Can we find anything more typical of the blue skies, the clear atmosphere, the gay and capricious moods of this temperamental people than these gaily colored nose-gays? Is there anything more characteristic than that this bright spot of beauty should be placed here so near the great, solemn church and the frowning monuments of war, and the forbidding towers that have imprisoned so many, unjustly and tyrannically? Next, upon the broad open square of the Place de la Concorde, we witness another phase of the history of the city. Here where the fountain plays, once stood that awful instrument of death, the guillotine, terrible in its work of destruction, but typifying the resistless passion of the nation towards those great principles, Fraternity, Equality, Liberty. And it was these great principles that France gave to the whole world as the fruitage of a terrible seed-time and harvest. Now as we look at its magnificent fountain erected to celebrate in marble the victory of Liberty, we feel that perhaps the republican principles are height- 1 ened and enhanced by the fact that this square is overlooked by the stately pile of the Louvre, dedicated as it was, to monarchial power, but now — even more significant this — these buildings hold a wealth of sculpture and painting. bringing the beauty and grace of art freely to the people. Thus as we pass along the quays of the Seine we see how many the fluctuations of its people — how its political life has passed from monarchy through anarchy, turmoil and strife into democracy back and forth; how it has suffered and bled to secure for itself and the world the principles of true liberty; how it has vindicated its patriotism in martial deeds of prowess which still ring through the world. And yet, withal the religious life, the beauty of nature and art have been fostered and have become integral parts of its existence. And how have we seen this? From every (graceful arch of its bridges, from its statue, adorned squares, from its huge palaces overlooking its rush- ing waters — its majestic Cathedral, its flowers, its skies — ail mirror in its clear gleaming waters, tales of the indestructible glory and beauty of this won- derful and versatile French people. •S-- INTUITIONS ONSTANCE and Beatrice were standing before their dresser. Beatrice behind Constance, her arms about her and her chin on her shoulder. B. B., Middies are so much more becoming to you than to me. Beatrice drew her arms a little closer around Constance, giggled and said, Connie, me own darhn ' , when you have your hair fixed in that way the back of your head is the breathing image of Jennie James. Constance glared at Beatrice in the mirror, then sent her elbows back with a sharp little dig and said in a very dignified voice: Wife, you annoy your hubby greatly, you pass his compliments by with no courteous words of thanks, and you insult him by verl; odious comparisons. Move, please, I wish to change the breathing image into a rippling stream of er — Oh, horrors, we have only five minutes to dress for dinner. Life is one (mumble) rush after another. Why, B. B.! I didn ' t say a thing. I said big and if you can see anything out-of-the- way in that, I ' ll — Just what Beatrice would have done is still unknown, for the bell rang and out they rushed for dinner. That night when the girls came into their room to make ready for bed, they were horrified to find that some one had come into their room and poured Hoyt ' s German cologne all over Constance ' s pet lingerie waist. When Con- stance saw what had been done, she turned white about her mouth and mut- tered so.-ne furious imprecation about the villain who had done the deed. Oh, B. B., I was going to wear it in town Sunday when I spent the day with Eleanor, she wailed. Yes, Connie, it is a shame but we ' ll get even with the little beast. But come on, we had better stop growling and get that stuff out. So Constance, her hair in a pig tail, hustled to the bath room, and from thence sounds came to Beatrice of vigorous scrubbings and dire lamentations, — The light bell rang, Beatrice clicked off the lights, and kept leisurely on with the process of undressing. Then a whisper came from Constance. B. B., come here quick! What is it? Why, Constance, are you crazy? . H - : - , • : --xuii Constance did look rather wild, standing in the middle of the tub, with her slippers still on and the water just above her ankles. No, she snapped, lool( it ' s a rat. Where? Oh— ee! - She please. Don ' t you see, it ' s running around the edge of the tub, and B. B.- ended, her voice risen almost to a shriek, I ' m in the middle and he— don ' t stand there gazing at me, get something and help me. All right, honey, now, — you splash a little and when he comes out I ' ll scrunch him. Constance dutifully splashed and the mouse started towards Beatrice. She gave a weak flop of the broom, leaped a wild leap and her voice on high : Oh, Connie, it ' s crawling up me. Oh! Oh! Oh — ee! Miss Osborn, the teacher on their hall, came hurrying up to inquire the cause of such Pol-like sounds. She was very sweet about it, until the lights were turned on and she saw the unturned-down beds, then she froze. But just at that moment Constance made a most dramatic and timely appearance, — barefooted, her feet crimson from the stain of the wet slippers, a most ludicrous and wDe-begone little figure. Miss Osborne choked back a laugh, turned and left without a single fuss word. Connie, you know what wonderful intuitions I have? Receiving a satisfactory answer she went on. Well you know how it is with us, we have gotten into more trouble and had the worst luck of anybody in school, and whenever one little trouble drives up and hitches at our door, the whole family comes trooping up too, and I believe this-waist-versus-rat-afl air, is the first of a series of troubles. Ceres doesn ' t ever bring trouble, it ' s always something to eat, said Con- stance sleepily. The next day in gymnasium Constance was doing stunts on the traveling rings, and as she dropped from them she struck her ankle and fell in a pitiful little heap. Beatrice was instantly by her, not saying much but doing exactly the right thing. In a few moments the injured member was swollen twice its size and hurting considerably. Constance said to Beatrice with a woeful little laugh, B. B., if you ever have any more of your marvelous intuitions I wish you ' d dope ' em and make them keep quiet. It wouldn ' t do any good to keep ' em quiet — I have one right now and I ' m going to tell it, hear? All right, fire away. What does its Majesty say? Says watch out, kid, your time ' s a-coming, said Beatrice saucily. And it did. That night Constance and Beatrice, their love cases and a few other girls were in their little study, talking, singing and having a good time generally. Beatrice was seated on what she termed, a receptacle. Why she called it that is unknown. In reality it was a very high bench, that the girls had hooked from Salome, who used it to stand upon when washing win- dows. Beatrice gave a satisfied little spring and said, Wonder what it would do to me if this receptacle should slip and I should fall? It would break your neck, goosie, so be careful, one of the girls re- plied. Just then it did slip and Beatrice fell with a heavy thud on the hard ce- ment floor, her head striking the wall. She was unconscious. It was a very frightened crowd of girls who picked her up and lifted her to her bed. Constance, as she loosened her clothes gave orders. Dampen a towel and bathe her face, and some one get the camphor. Dolly, get Dr. Jones just as quickly as possible, she is usually in her room at this time. Beatrice stirred at the word doctor. My intuition! she muttered. Oh — oh — oo, my back, don ' t, don ' t Oh— oo. Oh— 00. Connie ' s face was as white as chalk, she seemed possessed with a deter- mination to undo all of Beatrice ' s clothes and she kept whispering something about constricting bands. In a few seconds Dr. Jones came. Beatrice was fully conscious now and when she saw Dr. Jones come in the door she must also have seen herself in the infirmary, lying up there all alone, not even seeing Connie and living on toast, tea and soup — yes, they are good, but they are also weak, for she began fussing and talking at once. Dr. Jones, it ' s absurd. , Dolly, why did you go for her. Why Dr. Jones, I ' m not hurt I ' m perfectly all right. Nevertheless Dr. Jones learned what the trouble was and prescribed a hot bath for Beatrice and told Constance to rub her back with chloroform. Much to the girl ' s relief she did not think it necessary for Beatrice to go to the in- firmary. She seemed rather amused at the fright of the girls and with a smile asked Constance what was the first thing that she did for Beatrice. Constance still very excited, rattled off like a parrot, At once remove all constricting bands — so I at once took off her shoes. f r The girls whooped at this much to Constance ' s embarrassment. Dr. Jones however, gave her a kind pat and asked with a quizzical smile who removed the other constricting bands. Why, I must have, but I don ' t remember doing it, Constance said. Beatrice had her hot bath, but when the time came for Constance to rub in the chloroform, complications arose. Beatrice was in bed and Constance sitting by her side, bottle in her hand. B. B., I ' m afraid to open this bottle. If you smell it, it makes you go to sleep, and it kills you. Oh, me! don ' t open it then, said Beatrice mournfully, for if you smell it and drop over asleep, the bottle will fall and that stuff will spill and then • be dead. No, it was prescribed and I am going to carry out that prescription if it kills us both. Being dead would be just about as pleasant as all this trouble, anyhow. Oh, I know the verjj thing, wet a towel and cover up our mouth and nose, that keeps out smoke, and it will do for this, too. After the rubbing was through Constance rolled their beds together, climbed in hers and the nightly confab began. B. B., said Constance, I hale college. At it ' s best it ' s hard, and when you are bunged up, feel sick, are blue and on t6p of it all are home-sick, it ' s horrible. I had to turn mother ' s picture face down again to-night, I couldn ' t stand seeing her smile any longer. Silence. The girls held each other ' s hand tightly and cried softly. Finally Beatrice said, Dearie, I must tell you something, it will make me feel so much better, though it may make you feel worse. Fire away, honey, that ' s all right. Our troubles are not yet ended, there is something else to happen to us, stated Beatrice solemnly. The talk went on in that strain until the wee sma ' hours, the girls work- ing themselves up to such a pitch that the Intuition of Beatrice seemed as some- thing supernatural and infallible. The next day Beatrice ' s back was much better and the swelling in Con- stance ' s ankle greatly reduced. They were in belter spirits, yet feeling nervous and tense, not knowing at what moment the Intuition might happen. That afternoon Beatrice came running up to Constance, fright writ large upon her face. Connie, it ' s come! Miss Lindsay has sent for me to come to the parlor at once, and I want you to go with me so — so — we ' ll be together. fc Trembling, with arms about each other, they knocked at the parlor door. It opened — Beatrice gave one shriek and fell laughing and crying into the arms of her father. V T That night when they were once more in their room, the chatter concern- ing the charming lovableness of Mr. Hastings, the grand show, oysters and ice cream, filled the air instead of chloroform. College life isn ' t so bad after all, is it, Connie? Now you ' re preachin, ' ' hon. ' And just think what we get in return for this mere existence, as you might term it, of college life, Connie said with a dramatic wave of her brush. Why, when we finish we ' ll be as hberty en- lightening the world. Say, hope you caught that last remark of mine, ' twas really a verij deep thought. My de — ar child, certainlyy I caught the drift. You seem to forget that I am a Sophomore and pou a mere Fresh. Anyhow, I ' m ahead of you for have intuitions. Receiving no answer to this, Beatrice turned to see what was the trouble Constance was staring at her with a peculiar expression on her face. Intuition, Intuition, did you say? Then her expression changed, she threw her head back and laughed a long, relieved, merry laugh. You are no good! What ' s become of that last one you had? As rve think it, there ' s no such thing as intuition. Intuition! His Majesty is dead, dethroned by Daddy Hastings and good sense, and now Reason is in full power. The King is dead! Long live the King! Ann Fannin Stokes. iC I m M i • Ni € STUDENTS ' ASSOCIATION OFFICERS Grace Colina Taylor Ethel Stephens J LiLLiE Mae Maddox y Martha Anderson Sutton EXECUTIVE BOARD Ruth Seroyer Davis Mary Opal Hall Grace Elizabeth Harri: Ethel Stephens Grace Colina Taylor President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer LiLLiE Mae Maddox Eunice Racsdale Ruth Slappey . J, J v -t.- -; - €ht kxtxUx ( iTW €xi th 3 belii ' at in girls, tit iht tomnjtt nf a gr«ai ttt-moxxtx ' ox, ntxb that tahatsc iier the girl si torth thf htiiinatt shall reap. 3 bfltebf lit thr ntrse itf igttjjrattre, i« the iiigttitg iif lenrtttttg, attit the jitg jjf scrltittg o hers. 3 bclicbe itt h tsi iiJti as reltraleii t« humatt Itbes as tocU as itt the pages af prittteii bititks, itt lesstiMS tattght itnt sii ttittrh b prerept as bg cxaittple, itt ability tii tonrk htith the hatiiis as toell as to thitik toith the heaii, itt etteri thitig that makes life large attii litbelg. ■ 3 belielte itt beauty; itt the httme, itt the rlass nuittt, itt the tourk rt iittt, attii itt the itt- flttettre nf (§tti ' s gtreat ottt iti ittrnrs. 3 belieite in laitgitier, itt Ittkte, in faith, itt all i i tattt hopes that lure tts tJtt. ' 3 beliebe itt the presettt atii its itppitr tttttities, itt the fttttttre att6 its nbligatintts, attii itt the itittitte jitg of liteittg, here attir hereafter. 1 ' S I Y. W. A. Motto: Nol h might, nor fcji poJoer, but by Mji Spirit, saith the Lord of Hosts. OFFICERS Grace Colina Taylor President Ethel Stephens Vice-President Ruth Slappey Secretary LlLLIE Mae Maddox Treasurer CABINET Mary Willie Askew Alice Hicks Hettie Barton Lillie Mae Maddox Opal Hall Nell Powell Ethel Stephens Eunice Racsdale pfgjr?5=S ' ; j=:g5 M •X - Y. W. A. VER blessed God, our heavenly Father, when we consider Thy tender mercies and the many blessings of protecting care, that have kept safe our lives, a song of thanksgiving swells from our lips, and our hearts are filled with gratitude as we ask: What shall we render unto the Lord for all his benefits toward us? Father, our hearts condemn our unworthiness and we confess that we have, in many t ' .ings, failed to do Thy will, yet we pray that Thou wouldst pardon whatever has been amiss in our lives and in addition grant us grace to prove ourselves more worthy of Thy love. For those who soon shall leave the shielding influences, which Thy bounty hast provided, we would especially pray the blessings of Thy abiding presence. Guided by Thy spirit, may they not seek the easy places but, with grateful and loving obedience, may they do with their might whatsoever their hands find to do. Keep them free from selfishness and worldly ambitions. May they realize that freely they have received, freely they must give. Lord God, be with them that their holy ideals may not be marred by the sin of the world; but with godliness and contentment as their gain, may time only broaden their spheres of usefulness and make more perfect their visions till the evening shadows lengthen into eternal morning. For our institution of learning we gratefully ask that Thou will shield it with the curtain of Thy heavenly care. May it ever be as a monument to Thy bounteous grace. Bless its benefactors and instructors as instruments to fulfill Thy righteousness. May its influence be eternal as Thy sustaining love. With simple faith and hearts filled with trust we say, Lord, Thy will, not ours be done. Be pleased to bless these our petitions in the name of Christ Jesus our Lord, through whom we come to Thee. Amen. ; ' ' :- - ' ; -- ' ' it? ' c ' ' . ' ' ■ ? si Superabundance of light! Oleanders, — billows of white, While sea-poppie that shimmer aflower In the light-house close, near the tall, white tower; Long white loopings of sand-beach wide, White sWirU of surf and of tide; White sand dunes which the yucca crowns With it! tower of snowy bells; While, fragrant myrtle a«l«ep on the fells,. Back of the gleaming downs. While sails aflash on the glistening sea! O, scudding gray clouds, envelop me. Lest this wonder of light, this glory of light, Torture, bewilder, drive mad with delight! Anne W. Stevens. ' K.S.= ' fcsi ' THE LITERARY SOCIETIES HE literary societies of Shorter College have done good work this session in happily uniting serious endeavors with social enjoyment. The Eunomians have gone to the front with the militant women of the day. They have discussed every live issue in the land — trusts, civic improvement, child-labor, municipal reform, and woman suffrage. Moreover, they have kept a sharp eye on the men and women who are doing things in art, science, literature, and sociology. And besides all this earnest- ness they have had their fun. Most college students are inclined to take them- selves very seriously, especially in their relations to great issues and national affairs, so it should be counted as a proof of sanity that a society which is mak- ing history actually enjoys living. While the Eunomians have been actively enlisted in every good reform, the Polymnians have been journeying over land and sea as pilgrims to the shrines of Scott and Burns and Wordsworth and Dickens and Shakespeare, and have peeped into the home of any English writer great enough to adorn a post card that could shine through the mirror-scope and they have returned from their tours with rich art treasures and poetic gems. The Polymnians and the Eunomians are good friends. At times they together entertain the Faculty and the whole student body, and they jointly edit The Chimes, a periodical of which they are justly proud. But at comtiencemenl they have one desperate tilt — a fierce and furious public debate wherein brain challenges brain and hearts ' blood flows freely. That is the grand climax of the year ' s work of the literary societies, and so it has come to pass that the flirtatious maidens who once delighted to fool man are no more; for college girls have something greater to occupy their minds — prob- lems and debates ! M ' M ' ' - POLYMNIAN LITERARY SOCIETY t OFFICERS Clara Spivev Proidenl Olive Cummincs Vice-President Mary Willie Askew . . Secretary Grace Taylor Treaturer Mabel Bunch Ceiuor 1 f ■SStJ U. POLYMIAN MOCK-HEROIC DEBATE Resolved: That Women Should Vote The Speaker on the Affirmative Madame President, honorable judges and Polymnians: After devoting to this question much careful thought I am determined to convince you that Women Should Vote. An all-sufficient proof, to my mind, is, that a woman appears equally as well at the ballot box as she does in the home. Indeed she makes there a better ap- pearance ; for in the home — be it whispered — she some- times affects wrapper and curl-papers but when she sallies forth to cast her vote, knowing that the eyes of mankind are upon her, the Eternal Feminine will don her most bewitching of toilets. Here my opponents suggest that woman ' s task is to rock. the cradle. Why is that not also man ' s task? By reason of his physical strength he is more suited to it; for it is a labor that is often prolonged into the mid-night hours. Moreover, it is an undisputed fact that the pedal extremities of the male are larger than those of the fe- male. Why, then, does he not keep steady on the job and leave those dainty, slippered feet free to tread the flowery paths of ease? In household duties, also, why should not a man learn to wield a broom as gracefully as does a woman? If it be argued that time and custom have consecrated this implement to her; surely then — well, man can manipu- late a vacuum cleaner. Then, again, let us consider the hen-pecked husband. In Rip Van Winkle it is said that the only side of the house for the hen-pecked husband is the outside ; but the erstwhile hen-pecked husband, whose better half becomes a suffragette, may stay serenely at home and even smoke his pipe in the kitchen while his vaUant spouse wages warfare abroad. So for the emancipation of woman, and equally for the peace of man, I am for giving Voles to ' Women. POLYMIAN MOCK-HEROIC DEBATE Reiolved: Thai Women Should Vole The Speaker on the Negative Madame President, honorable judges and Polymnians: You all hold with me, I am sure, that at all times a woman should be the embodiment of gentleness and grace. What do we think of her, then, when she smashes windows and knocks down policemen? No self-respect- ing man would marry her for fear of his life. If a woman will knock down a policeman — a man whom she doesn ' t know, what tortures will she inflict on her husband, a man whom she thinks she knows? Simply because one woman wears mannish clothes, a stiff hat, sticks her hands in her pockets, slaps another man on the shoulder and says: Well, old fellow, who are you voting for, is no indication that the rest of womankind desire to follow her example. The college women of this country are emphatically not for woman suffrage. Higher education does not mean higher skirts, higher hats, and higher collars. It does not mean that women will ever lose their love for ruffles and laces and all the bewitching graces of personal adornment. For these things are ingrain. They will en- dure any amount of Higher Education. The college woman of to-day loves pretty clothes just as much as did - her grandmother and by their fascinations she continues to lure and charm mere man. a ' r The nature of woman does not change greatly wnth the passing of the years. Shorter College girls, like their mothers before them, believe that woman ' s divinely appointed sphere is the home. She is willing that all men should know that this is her belief. On this I insist. I say in closing, as I said at the be- ginning, woman ' s sphere is the home. MEMBERS Lillian Adams Nettie Allen Mary W. Askew Ruby Baynes Louise Bennett Helen Bennet Marguerite Brewer Hester Brewer Virginia Butler Mabel Bunch Mabel Burdette Mary Burdette Edna Aderh:ld Florella Crouch Ruth Cousins Olive Cummings Vici Mae Ccpeland Esther Dobbs Lois Durham GussiE DuPree TiLLiE Mae Davis Martha Ellis Flcrine Hardwick WiLLA Hatcher Luesta Hall Una Hinton Nannie L. Hill Sadie Henderson Opal Hall Ruby Hight Alice Hicks Wilda Hardman Christine Jameson Leila Johnson Minnie Belle Kncx ' Janie Kelley Norwccd Key Vera Kelly Marie Lazonby Rosa Hunt Lewis Mildred Lide Rhetta Locke Marie Lccke Louise Mardre Julia McWhorter Annie Rosa McGhee Elcise Moseley Mary McCcrd Annette Marable Mary Oslin LuciLE Ponder May Phillips Inez Parker Margaret Polhii i Nell Powell Eva Phillips Mary Saunders Ruth Stovall Alberta Silver Myrtle Suttcn Ma.hilde Smith Martha Suttcn Clara Sfivey Fannin Stokes Grace Taylor Madeline Trotter Frances Vauchan Idelle Wocdall Robbie Watson Ruth Wilkes Fannie Wice Norma Watson Mildred Ward India Young gs I . . « EUNOMIAN LITERARY SOCIETY Colors: Criimon ar.J Cold Flower: American Beaut]) Publication: Clma of Shorn Eunice Racsdale President Ruth SlaPPEY Vice-President Ethel Stephens Secretary Grace Harris Treasurer JuANiTA Pierce Censor HONORARY MEMBERS Miss Harrison Mr. Olmsted Madam Almy Miss Hall Miss Clover Miss Lindsay Miss Blount Dr. Jones Miss Stevens Miss Farnsworth EUNOMIAN MOCK-HEROIC DEBATE Resolved: That moonlight is more conducive to love than sunlight The Speaker on the Affirmative. First, let me entreat that you give your most serious attention to this pro- found subject. We all realize that love is absolutely inexplicable. It is a thing to be felt rather than understood. Nor is moonlight a thing to be analyzed and reasoned about. It is a glamour, a spell, an intoxication. It is — well — just moonlight. Now, moonlight and love have like effect upon mortals. Both make us giddy, our heads reel, our hearts go pit-a-pat, we have a mad desire to spout poetry. There is little difference, I maintain, and I appeal to your own ex- perience, between being love-struck and moon-struck. Again, both love and moonlight demand the presence of two — a lone lover on a moonlight night is a sad, sad spectacle. Thus we see that love and moonlight are kindred spirits, they were fore- ordained the one for the other. Surely, then, there is no need of insistence on so patent a fact that moonhght is the atmosphere created expressly for love. But one other point I would have you consider, the softening, ravishing magic of the moonlight. All harshness is toned down, all ugliness is hidden by that mystic haze. Only the beautiful remains. And thus it is that love blossoms in the moonlight, for lovers then see only the charm, the ideal in each other. In the moonlight no swain can see the freckles on his lady ' s nose, he is mercifully made oblivious to the fact that her hair was frizzed on tongs and that her eyes are green, not soulful blue. Nor is she, in turn, able to discern that his ears are bigger than the rest of his head, that his nose is crooked and his eyes are crossed. The mellow light conceals all blemishes. Oh, moonlight is the stuff that love is made of! Love without moonlight? Impossible! r A EUNOMIAN MOCK-HEROIC DEBATE Resolved: That moonlight is more conducive to love than sunlight The Speaker on the Negative. We who champion the negative of this question deplore the fact that our opponents are so susceptible and moon-struck. Really such sentimentality is incomprehensible ! First, bear in mind that true love is not a matter of once in a while but a steady, enduring flame, and you must admit that the moon, the inconstant moon shines only a minimum part of the time. What then is one to do in the interim? Must a person afflicted with freckles, or big ears, or green eyes, live entirely alone except on the few nights blessed with the magic moon? Truly, it looks like a dismal prospect for most of us. And, on the other hand, consider the good, wholesome sunlight. Suppose a canvass should be taken among the men of the world as to what traits they most desire in a wife, one who is divinely fair in the moonlight, or one who, in the common light of every day shows sweet and charming, but not too rare and fine for human nature ' s daily food. Without an exception they would prefer the latter. And anyway, in his inordinate vanity, any man would infinitely prefer a tactful woman who can adore his bristly red hair in the broad daylight, than one who has to have it toned down by the moon. This is from the man ' s point of view. Now, the feminine view-point. There is perhaps a great deal of joy in being loved just for love ' s sake. But then, how much greater the bliss if other people know you are loved. For instance, suppose at a summer resort there are a score of equally pretty, charming women and only one eligible man. If one lucky maid succeeds in centering all this gentleman ' s affections on herself, in spite of happiness, she would die of rage and disappointment if he loved her only in the moonlight where none could know but he rself. But the unutterable delight in taking full possession of him in the open sunshine, before the eyes of all the other disappointed nineteen. For t ' e full value received of love, sun- light forever! MEMBERS Orion Arnold Ruth Bale Leuna Baskin Frances Browne Marion Bryant Mattie George Bcoker Amy Blasincame Hettie Barton Mattie Lena Blalock Mary Willie Cauthen Inez Campbell Carwee Davis Grace Davis Ellie Denham Martha Dean CoBBiE Mae Dean Louise Drewry MOZELLE EuBANKS Marion Fort Lottie Floyd Bessie Freeman Anne Goetchius Mary Goetchius Blanche Gupton Grace Harris Leta Holtzendorff Eva Hall Gladys Hall Margaret Hamilton Mary Hutchinson Sara Joyce King Evelyn Lewis Elva Mallgy Cleo Murphey Carolyn Milner LiLLIE Maddcx Annie Morgan Fannie Pendley Annie Pitts JuANiTA Pierce Esther Phillips Bertice Phillips Lillian Reese Eunice Ragsdale Elizabeth Richardson Ruth Slappey Ethel Stephens Lula Mercer Spears Anice Spears Edna Sirm ans Mabel Thomison Bessie Wright f ill ■a f S5a5. i0J , -- ) r r r r r r r . ©jt, i ■,fe%. .,  £;Ajt ' k X- GAMMA CHI ALPHA n(er-5orori(j) Auociation Founded— Shorter— 1910 REPRESENTATIVES Phi Mu. Mathilde Smith Christine Jameson Jeanne Jonas Sigma Iota Chi Grace Jones Annie Pitts Orion Arnold Phi Mu Camma Louise Bennet Clara Spivey Olive Cummincs Alpha Kappa Pai. Esther Dobbs Acnes Fuller Lucy Candler Alpha Sigma Alpha Grace Harris Anne Goetchius Opal Hall OFFICERS Grace Jones Pre idenl Clara Spivey Vice-President Opal Hall Secretary Mathilde Smith Treasurer OR the Bond that brightens Happiness; that lightens the Shadows of Grief ; that is sweeter than Fame; stroager than Time, Defeat or ' Error ' ; broader than the Measure of all Groups; deeper than the Love of Friend for Friend ; more inspiring than the precepts of the Seer — for Fraternity, our gladsome Hearts give Thanks. , I «. ' ' H ' MtilCL ff PHI MU FRATERNITY Founded January 4, 1852. CcLCRS: Old Rose and While Flcwers Pi ' n Carnation NU CHAPTER Bessie Brown Rome, Ga. Frances Brcwn ... Rome, Ga. CoBBiE Mae Dean Rome, Ga. LuDIE Harvey Carlersville, Ga. •Flcrine Hardwick Cedartown, Ga. Christine Jameson Macon, Ga. •Mary Allcocd Jones Atlanta, Ga. Jeanne Jcnas ... Atlanta, Ga. Alva King Rome, Ga. EuLA Leveret e Newnan, Ga. Louise Moultrie Rome, Ga. Mary McCord Harlem, Ga IsA Neel Carlersville, Ga. May Phillips Harlem, Ga. Katharine Rutledce Gallatin, Tenn. Henrietta Strickland Newnan, Ga. Mathilde Smith Elberton, Ga. Fannin Stokes Madison, Ga. Van Spalding Atlanta, Ga Addie Wright Rome, Ga. Elizabeth Walters Rome, Ga. Marjorie Hayes Walcott Griffin, Ga. Gladys Willingham Rome, Ga. JURATAE Wilda Hardman Commerce, Ga. Katharine Graves Rome, Ga HONORARIAE IN COLLEGIO Miss Vera Jameson Miss Anne David HONORARIAE IN URBE Mrs. L. a. Dean Mrs. Mark McDonald Mrs. T. W. Lipscomb •Not in group. IETF • ' PHI MU GAMMA SORORITY Founded October 17lh, 1898, Hollins, Va. Colors: Turquoise, Blue and Blacl; Flowers: For et-Me-Nol and Pinl( Rose CHAPTERS Active — Fourteen Alumnae — Twelve PUBLICATIONS Argaliad (Quarlerly) — Phimugalian (Quarterly; secret) LAMBDA CHAPTER Helen Bennett Quitman, Ga. Louise Bennett Quitman, Ga. Marguerite Brewer Elberton, Ga. Hester Brewer Douglas, Ga. Olive Cummincs . . _ Savannah, Ga. Ophelia Davis . . . . T Columbus, Ga. TiLLiE Mae Davis . t: ' . Quitman, Ga. Vera Kelly Monticello, Ga. Sara Joyce King Rome, Ga. Miss N. M. Kennedy Clinton, Mo. Rhetta Locke Eufaula, Ala. Marie Locke Eufaula, Ala. Mary McClain Rome, Ga. Marie McCullen Greensboro, N. C. Margaret Polhill Hawkinsville, Ga. Eva Powers Rome, Ga. Ruth Stovall Augusta, Ga. Clara Spivey Talbotton, Ga. Idelle Woodall Fort Valley, Ga India Young Quitman, Ga. JURATAE LaGrange Cothran Rome. Ga. Marie Gumming Rome, Ga. Sara Powers Rome, Ga. •Margaret Pruden Rome, Ga. Mary Saunders Pensacola, Fla. HONORARIAE IN COLLEGIO ♦Madam Grace Almy Dr. May Farinhclt Jones HONORARIAE IN URBE ♦Miss Martha Berry ♦Mrs. John Glover ♦Not m group. rtXEEri ' ' . l-A :s rr rrr • m SIGMA IOTA CHI Founded 1903. Colors: Purple and Cold Flower: Violet Motto: Deus — Liberlas — Lex. CHAPTERS Active — Taelve Alumnae — Two Publication: The Parchment (Quarlerly) XI CHAPTER Established October, 1910. SORORES IN COLLEGIO Orion Arncld Hampton, Ga. Virginia Butler Madison, Ga. Amy Blasincame ..... Jersey, Ga. Leuna Baskin ...,-..■: Adel, Ga. Grace Davis Newnan, Ga. Martha Dean ... Rome, Ga. Martha Ellis Cuthberl, Ga. Ella Mae Freeman .... Senoia, Ga. Lena Hand Senoia, Ga. Florence Hamilton Rome, Ga. Grace Jones Senoia, Ga. Bertice Phillips Douglasvillc, Ga. Mary Willie Cauthen . Milner, Ga. Madge Pollo ck Rome, Ga. Clara Miller Rome, Ga. Mary Mobley Monroe, Ga. Margaret McKnicht Senoia, Gi. Inez Peek Cedartown, Ga. Annie Pitts Union Springs, Ala. Eunice Ragsdale Locust Grove, Ga. Gladys Russell . . Cedartown, Ga. Ethel Stephens Ball Ground, Ga. Mildred Ward Cordele, Ga. Margaret Wright Ferril, Ala. HONORARIAE in COLLEGIO Miss Alice Hicks HONORARIAE IN URBE Mrs. C. R. Porter Not in group. iW . ' ' U-. •■ ' i I I til Founded 1900. Colors: IVeJgeaood Blue and Cold Flower: Forgel-Me-Noi Active Chapters — Eight SORORES THETA CHAPTER Organized 1910. JuANiTA Bennett Waycross, Ga. Lucy Candler Corinth, Miss. Esther Dobbs Commerce, Ga. Agnes Fuller Augusia, Ga. Bessie Kempton Atlanta, Ga. Louise Mardre Lumpkin, Ga. Mattie Pilcher Augusta, Ga. Annie Maude Schuessler Atlanta, Ga. Agnes Thomas Plains, Ga. Ruth Turk Bardwell, Ky. Irene Watson Albany, Ga. HONORARY MEMBERS Miss Charlotte Hah,ris Port Henry, N. Y. Miss LoNA Emily Hooker Genesco, N. Y. Not in group. m I ?ll y- ' m ALPHA SIGMA ALPHA Founded 1901. Active Chapters — Six Alumnae — Eight CcLORS: Crimson and Silver Cre Flower: American Beauly Rose Open Motto: ' To Cne Another Ever Faithful. NU CHAPTER Mary Bass Griffin, Ga. Sadie Belle Cox Gadsden, Ala. Louise Drewry ...... . . Griffin, Ga. GussiE M. DuPree Zebulor, Ga. Anne Goetchius Roaie, Ga. Mary Goetchius Rome, Ga. 3ouRiE Glover ' . . Macon, Ga. Grace Harris Griffin, Ga. Margaret Hamilton ■ Rome, Ga. Martha Hunter . . . ' ' f Madison, Ga. Opal Hall . . . t ' ' i ■. Birmingham, Ala. Luesta Hall .... ' ■.,••; Birmingham, Ala. Mildred Lide . ..■.■ ' . Richland, Ga. Annette Marable . . . Monroe, Ga. Maner Montgomery Rome, Ga. Juanita Pierce Parroti, Ga. Edith Phillps ... Hawkinsville, Ga. Esther Phillips Hawkinsville, Ga. Inez Parker Madison, Ga. Fannie Pendley Paducah, Ky. Ruth Slappey Albany, Ga. HONORARIAE IN URBE Mrs. Jack McCartney Miss Marian Dean Mrs. C. C. BAss Mrs. M. p. Howell HONORARIAE IN COLLEGIO Miss Emily Harrison Mrs. Clofton Mitchell Mr. J. M. D. Olmsted JURATAE Elizabeth Campbell Rome. Ga. Elizabeth Beits Rome, Ga. Not in group. I THE JEWELED CROWN The best is good enough for us MEMBERS Virginia Butler , Diamond Olive Cummincs Opal Carwee Davis Ruby Leta Holtzendorff Sapphire Lois Parr Emerald Clara Spivey Turquoise Ethel Stephens Pearl Grace Taylor Topaz I ' ' ' n THE JEWELED CROWN This crown that is el with precious stones Is a gift from the fairy band. A dancing elve on a sparkling morn. Caught some dew drops from the land. And gathered gold from the shining sand. Then carried his treasures to adorn His fairy queen, on that bright morn. When the fairy queen had touched the dew, Precious gems from her fingers fell, Gather the gems! from her lips so true Were her words to the gleeful elve; So he placed them aside in the dell. But the fairy queen already knew Of the crown to be made for the few. She took the jewels one by one And set them fast in the gold ; A ruby, a topaz, an opal stone. Then a diamond and pearl (so I ' m told), A sapphire is the gem we next behold. The turquoise and emerald loo, fairy grown. Were placed in the crown that ' s so well known. Now the crown. said the queen. i all complete — It stands for the great and the true; It stands for the hearts who bravely meet The just demands, which are met by few. And on saying this, the fairy Hew — We looked and the crown lay at our feel, It is yours. said a voice, you ' re the gems so complete. ' E. L. S. ■. . § ' t?s:- r.jp i :f3g ..f?-s. -. Motto: Be Happy) While You Ma]). Colors: Light Blue and Cold Chief Joker LuESTA Hall Chief Prima Donra Mathilde Smith Chief Agitator Grace Harris Chief Orator JanIE KeLLEY Chief Medico Opal Hall Chief Coquette MlNNIE BelLE Knox Chief Prevaricator Ruth Slappey Chief Comumer Martha Sutton Chief Painter Nettie Allen I ' i ■5) i. . ' aV I A v- ' KANN — ABLES Aim: Eal at much as Jiou J ann, whenever !ou are able. Flower : Duller anJ Egg CcLiRs: Black ond IVhile Vici Mae Copeland Hester Brewer WiLLA Hatcher Lena Hand •i Rhetta Lxicke Time cf Meetings Mid-nighl Margaret Polhill Louise Mardre Vera Kelley Mabel Thomison Eleanor Barrett fo? Motto: We ivon ' t go home ' till morning. Flower: The Nighl Blooming Cerie. Aim: To mat e others sit up an J tal(e notice. SoNC: O, What a Time. Colors: Red and Creen Rhetta Locke Eva Powers ' Rosa Hunt Lewis India Young Marie McCullen Vera Kelley Hester Brewer Idelle Woodall TiLLiE Mae Davis Sara Joyce King «Sl ' i ' m7 4 :h s r KID CLUB Flcrene Hardwick Kid TiLLiE Mae Davis Tol Elizabeth Campbell Baby Hester Brewer Little Brewer Amy Blasincame Chick GussiE DuPree Gum India Younc .... Squint Daisy Campbell Cuiey Mary Saunders Sweety Mary Goetchius Piggie Inez Campbell Hun Not in group. -,?■ i- t .1 m- ■% THE SNAKES •ss£p-?a. - .i - AT SIXTEEN YEARS She studies Macbelh and King Lear, And the classics of long ago; She ihinlcs ihey are perfectly glorious, The teacher she loves lells her so. What she likes are the antics of Patty, And stories with sparkle and go, ' Long hours over Kipling and Dickens — She is only a school girl you know. She keeps up her physical culture, And plays basket-ball with her might; Studies Latin and Algebra problems And goes to bed early at night. What she likes is to dance until morning In ruffles all frilly and pink. To scoot up the drive in a motor. Or to gayly roll around at the rink. She practices Crieg and Moszkowski, Though her brain wanders off in a dream; She goes to hear symphony concerts. With Damrosch expounding the theme. What she likes is the waltz of the Widow, Gay two-steps that tingle and slir. The resonant chorus of Boola, Or the lay of the Little Chauffeur. She goes to hear Julius Caesar, With note book, not just as a lark; She visits Creek casts in museums And sketches bare trees in the park. What she likes is Maude Adams as Peter. Or a jolly good Hippodrome show, A comrade to laugh with — and caramels — She is only a school girl, you know. .-f K !4 . - tTsj THE ACADEMY OF 1912 Motto: Our Horizon Widens ai We Climb. Colors: Red and Blacl( Flower: Red Carnation. Aim: Ever Higher. OFFICERS Sarah Joyce King President Annie Morgan Vice-President Eleanor Barrett Secretary-Treasurer ACADEMY SONG. To Tune: Everhod , Works But Father. Everybody works at the college And they sit around all day; Heads poked out of the windows Awishing that they could play. They think more bout their ribbons And how they wear their hair; Everybody works at the college And they can ' t get there. ■■ ' ' it ' ( : B j=eii Mi Jirii -ki! t r i ' r i-iiri ' ROLL OF ACADEMY STUDENTS Janie Ballencer Her feet the paths of duly Irod. Eleanor Barrett When hp are silenl the eyes will speak Amy Blasincame Belter known as Chick. Frances Browne Short but Sweet. Hester Brewer Keeps all guessing. Daisy Campbell None know her bul lo love her Elizabeth Campbell Our Baby. Inez Campbell There was a little girl that had a little curl. Lois Copeland A dancing sunbeain Alice Ccdy Here ' s lo Alice with those kissable lips Anna Fischer The girl with an aim Katharine Graves Gay, not grave Glennis Hancock . . . ' Our great musician Florence Hamilton Our star Gladys Hon . ' Adds dignity to our body Anne Johnston Here ' s to Anne, always looking her best Sarah Joyce King Our President, dear to the hearts of us all Elva MalloY Our. ballast Mary Medlock Quiet and steady Eloise Metcalfe With dainty hands and feet Eva Moore Speaks only to express thought Annie Morgan Behold a fair maiden Cleg Murphy ; Sweetness is her charm Helen McLin Without knowing, you hold a gift Elizabeth Neal Queer in Latin, but strong in dancing Sara Nunnally Strong in will and rich in wisdom Myrtice Pace Jes ' nachly has a good lime Jeannette Palen Little but loud Madge Pollock Our brilliant Latin scholar Lillian Reese Full of surprises Mary Saunders A harmonious whole OtICE Slone Our stalue Carolyn Worthy Worthy of consideration India Young Beware of dreamy eyes Published Monthly by The Eunomian and Polymnian Literary Societies of Shorter College EDITORS-IN-CHIEF Martha Sutton Eunice Racsdale ASSOCIATE EDITORS Ethel Stephens Helen Bennett Ruth Davis BUSINESS MANAGERS Ruth Slappey Nettie Allen Minnie Belle Knox Hol. 28 i ntnp, (S Mrm. Mnt 1912 Grace Harris IP r sm ' m, HOW THE SNOW CAME DOWN AT SHORTER [OWN, down, down in soft feathery flakes, scurrying, flying, grow- ing thicker and thicker came the snow ; searchingly it entered every crevice, piled higher and higher until the whole earth with its tender buds and flowers, not yet awake, was enveloped in its soft white folds. Snow! On the mountains, in the valleys, over the plains, through the air, everywhere ! Snow ! Only a few little snow-birds gave life to this cold scene, they hopped and chirped piteously on the frozen boughs. An occasional rabbit ventured from his brush heap, making light prints upon the smooth surfaces. But what a rollicking time for two hundred school girls? Pell-mell! snowballs flying everywhere ! There they were, busy as beavers, building snow men, engaging in snow battles, rolHng each other in the snow — all hilarious, their hands and cheeks cold and tingling. My, such joy had never been dreamed of as possible in a college! Why this course is not in the catalogue, of course it is an elective, but if it were put in the catalogue and required, I beHeve more girls would come to Shorter, glee- fully exclaimed a Florida girl. But what ' s a snow without a snow- . man? No longer need we look to the ancient world for our models in sculp- ture and art, a twentieth-century genius is here among us. There he stands and with what accuracy of eye and hand does he seize the very expression of life, itself in his work of art — his Snow-man! Napoleon himself could not have fought a more glorious battle and suffered a more ignominious defeat than Mr. Ho- gan in that decisive battle on the Plain of Snow. The two forces, drawn up for battle, the one under Captain Hogan, the other under General Gaines, engaged in full combat. Girls rolled as cannon k i in the snow, snow balls rained as shot and shell, panic and confusion followed, down went Captain Hogan ' s army in defeat, while the victorious army marched off singing. Hail the conquering hero comes! Much more could be told, dear reader, but you can not appreciate it all to the fullest extent unless you had been bruised by the swiftly hurled balls, and sore from rolling down hills, or wet from wading in the drifts, or soothed by the delicious snow cream, or defeated in a snow battle, or enthused by a snow man. or — best of all — when tired from the fun and frolic of the day, had gazed with wonder and delight upon the beautiful, snow-covered world illumined by the rays of the setting sun. Long shall dwell in our memory the snow storm on Shorter Hill. I ' W- ri Mli|| ■ ■ 1 — f , C ATE FTr r7 ■ tLh A means artistic, tis Nettie please mind, A senior in art which we rarely find. Always in the studio painting away; College to her, has not been mere play. Bis for Bennet, our best all round girl. Quite simple in dress without frill or curl. Very good-looking athletic, and smart; In College affairs she plays the first part. Hs Cis for cutest — Annie Maude we all say How we envy her and her charming way! How she fascinates old girls and facinates new And all this of her we have found to be true. Dis for daring — ' tis a fact well known That Lois evades rules in a way all her own. Students and faculty each know her game; But can ' t help loving her just the same. .1 . . L != ;? t? c? - Eis for earnest, one of Lois Parr ' s traits. For anything careless she loathes and she hates. With her books we can find her night and day, Never sparing time from her work for play. Fis Fair Agnes — love-casing, you say? Yes; this is how Ac spends the live-long day. And friends she has many just everywhere! 1 o know her is to love her, we all declare. Gis for graceful — the girl who knows How to effect the most taking pose — And now you ask who ' s the girl in this case? ou ' d know if you ' d see the dimples in her face. His for honesty — Van ' s name ' s first here For a franker young girl can ' t be found any where ; Both virtues and faults she tries to disclose. For her conscience is laden until everyone knows. I is for indifferent, which is true in this case; In this would she win were there others in the race Her manner is calm, and I don ' t care always — With her, as a quantity, indifference stays. 4 , ! 2= ' X0 r r ' - ::.?a -a '  3wp i J is for jolly, and fatty comes in here. For a jollier girl we must seek far and near; She laughs the day in, and laughs till the night. Always cheerful, happy, and bright. Kis for kindness, a trait we desire. But in Ruth Slappey there is much else to admire. Always thoughtful of one and all — How we will miss her throughout next fall. I Lis for lovable — yes; Anne Fannin Stokes. Decidedly the most lovable of all Shorter folks. But she ' s heartless; yes; goodness! A medal she ' d take. If the hearts were summed up that she ' s tried to break. % n Mis for MoBLEY, with qualities rare. Blessed with bright braids of long Titian hair. But of her good traits I here will not tell. They are so many I can ' t name them well. Nis for neat, and now let me tell That no one lite here as does MiNNlE Belle. Always up doing, and fixing things ' round — And ' tis said in her room no dust may be found. J Ois for obliging, as we should all be; Ethel S. is a head here, you readily see. And not only this, should the truth be known. There are finer traits which are all her own. Pis for the prettiest, RuTH Stovall ihe say- So pretty a girl can ' t be found every day. Praises of her beauty both far and near ring. And well she deserves any song I might sing. Ois for quaint; ' tis a fact that ' s well known That Janie is quaint both abroad and at home. Quiet, sweet and always reversed — Whose manner is never — no never unnerved. Ris for everything bright in the world, Eunice Racsdale who is Shorter ' s smart girl. Always at class with a brain full of knowledge. And winning all prizes offered in this College. S stands for SMITH — but her first name ' s Tilly, She ' s sweet all the time, but not sickening nor silly. And this Tilly, ' tis true, is the sweetest girl in Shorter Thus Shorter boasts of her darlingest daughter. ' ' ( ' i cS; - ' ! - i ' ' -■. - =r - Tis for tiny ; and all folks know. That Carwee in this case would make the best show; Smallest of statue and smallest of frame. For this very reason she has broad spread fame. Uis for unique, ' tis Leta please mind. Who does things her own way as you ' ll always find She starts from the table ere we are thro ' eating, I ' d make brilliant marks that we find it hard beating. Vis for Virginia, with her waves and curls, A Senior who ' s envied by a number of girls. Always good-humored, studious and smart; But who never knows where to find her lost heart. Wis for winsome, in this SPIVEY is prime. For she does just the right thing at just the right time. No matter how little or how big the deed, C, She always meets promptly somebody ' s sore need. Xis for ' Xample that Opal has set. And that we hope that LuESTA will never for- get; But imitate her sister in ways fine and true, I think this would be good for Luesta, don ' t you? 1 Yis for youthful, MaRIE L. this time. Who never will know herself in this rhyme. She loves to frolic and doesn ' t seem old, That is the reason she seeks the young fold. Zis for zealous, a mighty good thing! Tho ' working ' her voice has a light cheerful ring HeTTIE Barton we say, who ne ' er breaks a rule. And who is the best steady worker in school. n f If her eyes are large and dreamy. If there ' s always a smile on her face, If she winks at you with those eyes divine — Keep away! She will run you a race! V.?, lui ' . ' V ital 0f m iugB 5 -- i m OPENING DAY AT SHORTER N October the nineteenth, 1911, the doors of Greater Shorter were thrown open. More than two hundred young women filed into the Auditorium on this morning to enter upon the training for the larger hfe and with eager attention listened to the speeches, songs and prayers with which this Greater Shorter entered upon its work of education The building was crowded to its utmost capacity by the friends and well wishers of the College. Many of those present who had with loyalty and enthusiasm been most instrumental in putting into concrete form the vision of a Greater Shorter. Among the number of speakers, who that morning brought words of help- ful greeting, was Captain J. L. Bass. A glimpse of the purport of his speech can not fail to be an inspiration to those interested in the aims and ideals of our college. He said in substance: Here on the hill-top, where the peach blossoms bloomed a few short months ago, stands these several buildings of steel, concrete and brick, that we now dedicate to the large and noble possibilities of education. But the boundary line of purpose extends immeasurably beyond the mark of present achievement. Even these buildings are but the heralds of the greater things to be achieved in brick and steel, and the ideals to be represented here shall expand along the lines of highest mind, heart and character development. This day may be truthfully counted the ' Thanksgiving day ' for Shorter College — a day to be celebrated by all loyal Shorter hearts, a day to be con- sidered epoch-making in the history of Education in the South. .- HALLOW-E ' EN ITCH black was the night! Cold it was and wet, with drizzling rain. The air hung heavy everywhere! The shouts and cries of a bewitched and ghost-haunted world made the earth beneath us shudder and the air palpitate with fear. At the sound of muffled bells all the dwellers of Shorter Hill rushed madly forth. High above them in one of the buildings glimmered a faint light. Each followed the glow until they neared the entrance. Jump! cried the witches, who held the broomstick, and one by one they all jumped into the It was a Senior fete. Their green and gold col- ors showed faintly in the dim and flickering light. Hay, corn, vines and au- tumn leaves betokened a harvest scene. Jack o ' lan- tems, fitting hobgoblins and ancient ghosts lent spirit to the occasion. There were nuts to crack, fruits to eat, and corn to I k 0- K string. For the curious w jT ir ii3 ' there were palm read- KK i , . - -_ i Kt ers, fortune tellers, and Egyptian sooth-sayers. But the fateful hours quickly passed and one by one the guests began to slip away, the spirits to depart to the Plutonian realms, the witches to hie away on their broomsticks, the hob- goblins to flee to their habitations, and earth and air, delivered from the magic spell, emerged into the light and peace of starlit skies. Y. W. A. RECEPTION HE first informal entertainment tendered the new girls was given by the Y. W. A. on October the twenty-second. The old girls were loyal to their trust and gladly did their utmost towards initiating the new students into the real Shorter College spirit. College songs were sung, toasts were given and after a few short speeches in favor of the Reds and Blues the announcement was made that in the contest of the week before the Reds had been the successful contestants. Cream and cake were served to the winners and their friends, while the un- fortunate Blues regaled themselves upon sour pickles and crackers. And the new girl, marveling, and clinging closely to her protector — her heart not yet quite free from those pangs of loneliness and longing which are a part of the first weeks of school, began to realize that College life might prove fasci- nating and that the kindliness and consideration of which she saw so many tang- ible evidences were but the outcome of true College comradeship and loyal College spirit. THE SHORTER COLLEGE SPECIAL N December the twenty-third, the engineer pulled the throttle and the clear toot-toot of the train, as it approached the station an- nounced to all: This is the Special Train for Shorter College folks. Both teachers and students were filled with the Christmas spirit and with laughter and happy words piled into the train as fast as they could. Even those who were to remain at the College during the holidays de- cided to indulge in the luxury of a trip as far as Atlanta, at least, on the spe- cial. So speeding toward the South was a Shorter train filled with Shorter girls, animated by the Shorter spirit. Pennants, banners and shields, in the gold and whit e Shorter colors decorated the cars. College songs enlivened the air and ever untiringly arose the babble of glad voices, all elements combining to express Completeness of Joy. - t x On Bn.i, . M THANKSGIVING }| ND it came to pass that the thirtieth day of the eleventh month of the year one thousand, nine hundred and eleven was declared a holiday throughout the realm of Greater Shorter, and the hearts of many girls and teachers were made glad thereby. And when the morning was come they all arose and prepared to give thanks and sing praises and feast on turkey, cranberries and cake. The day was an ideal one; the sun shone brightly on the purple hills and glistened on the clear rivers winding among them, while the air was just sharp enough to remind one of the ap- proaching winter. In the early morning a beautiful Thanksgiving service was held in the chapel under the auspices of Miss Aunspaugh. She told of the origin of the Jewish Thanksgiving and spoke most impressively of the obligations arising from spiritual and temporal blessings. After these exercises several parties of trampers set out for a trudge over the hills and far away, while some of the more leisurely inclined enjoyed rest and quiet and indulged in reading and letter writing. There is a time-honored Shorter custom that the Juniors are to hold sway over the Thanksgiving festivities, and the class of ' 13, ever loyal, ever faith- ful, did excellently its part toward making the day a success. The large dining room, that offers such pleasing possibilities, was beautifully decorated in the Shorter colors, of yellow and white in combinations, with the Junior class colors of green and white. At two o ' clock an elaborate six-course dinner was served, while the soft strains of an orchestra floated on the air. The music was inter- spersed with timely and witty toasts from the different tables to Sir Gobbler, Miss Grammar, and the Juniors. In the evening the traditional Thanksgiving boxes from back home were opened, as a fitting close to such a profitable and pleasurable day in the Shorter College life. v4 . 2 tJ ' ' « rf 7 ' s . q?: v ■ - Cr2? .r : i THE SHORTER CHRISTMAS TREE RULY a most delightful and happy event of the year was the giv- ing of the Christmas tree to the little school children of West Rome. The special car that brought them to the college was filled vsath the sounds of their merry voices and the very atmosphere seemed to quiver with the happy anticipations of their eager little hearts. The dear little tots had written notes in which they expressed their hearts ' desire, and the Shorter girls had bought the gifts for which they asked and had hung them on the tree. One of the letters read: Dear Miss Shorter Girls, you are so good to us and to show you how much I appreciate your kindness I will say a speech for you. So they had prepared a short program — a program so characteristic of little children and little schoolhouses that it could but call forth happy mem- ories and tender thoughts. But the best is yet to come! In the Gym the Christmas tree loaded with fruits, toys, candies, bells and gifts awaited them. Their eyes danced with joy as they caught sight of its wonders. Santa Claus called their names one by one and all received the gift they most desired, and also a bag filled with nuts, fruits and candies. Just before leaving they sang as their token of gratitude, a song to Santa and Christmas, and departed with many child-like shy gestures and words of thanks. It would be hard to decide which were happier the little children or the Shorter College girls. i- i : ' — u FRESHMAN-SOPHOMORE CLASS RUSH Such a racket! such a clatter! doors slamming, voices screaming, girls running. What was all this noise about? Only the Fresh- man-Sophomore fight ; and the Sophomores had cornered a Fresh- man. Such a sight! One poor little Freshman crowded in a comer, her comrades just in front of her and the Sophomores battering down on them from in front. And this is the way it all came about. The Freshmen woke on the morning of January 29, to find an announce- ment en the bulletin board, reading thus, All Freshmen are expected to wear their hair in two plaits down their backs for three days. No curls or kinks. In spite of the commanding tone of this notice, the Sophomores expected rebellion ; to the next morning they were surprised to see the Freshmen marching two and two to breakfast, each with two little pig-tails, resembling very much those of Europena Wiggs. Everything ran as smoothly as the Freshman hair until dinner time. Then the Freshman President came marching down with puffs, curls and rats. The Sophomores could hardly wait for dinner to be over; but the Freshmen had an eye on them and they were equally anxious to finish the meal. So when at last we had finished there was a mad dash for the Freshman President, — the Sophomores to take down that hair, the Freshmen to protect their comrade. And such a scramble! Combs, hair-pins, rats, puffs, curls and ribbons all flying here, there and everywhere; girls screaming, running and falling over each other until finally the girl was cornered. But just at that time we heard something like the distant clapping of thunder; a hush fell on the crowd and when we stopped to listen we found that it was only Mr. Gaines calling the girls to order. So after giving a few final knocks and pinches we calmed down. The bell then summoned us to the chapel where the lady principal had an auction of all lost articles, such as combs, ribbons, belts and jewelry; after which she gave us a kindly and humorous talk, and ended by saying that, a hint to the wise is sufficient. By this we knew she meant we must fight no more; and to this day the Freshmen and Sophomores have been on friendly terms. i ' ' ? ' eCr.J? . ' S Sr S ' 1? ' e ST. VALENTINE ' S DAY N February the fourteenth the Art Lovers ' Club and Domestic Science girls were At Home to the Shorter girls and friends. All through the attractive Art studios and Science Hall as well as the intervening corridor were festoons of hearts, of all sizes and crimson with love. Also St. Valentine and Dan Cupid honored the occasion with their presence. St. Valentine was laden with letters and parcels galore. And Dan Cupid, who felt all too justly, that this was his greatest opportunity, was bedecked with very suggestive signs, also lines of most peculiar poetry. But since Love is blind, we could but be lenient to the halting and wayward Here and there throughout the room were attractive-looking tables, on some were hand- painted heart-shaped boxes filled v ath dehghtful home-made candies. On others, trophies of the Art Lovers ' handiwork — dainty and beautiful valentines. Around others were groups who with pencil and paper sought to do honor to St. Val- entine in rhyme and verse. But, most attractive sight perhaps of all, be- cause surely bravery appeals very strongly to the heart, were the httle groups of two in quiet nooks where the brave lad defied the subtle in- fluences of St. Valentine — Dan Cupid and Leap Year. In the Science Hall was the motto: Sweets to the Sweet and here were served pink and white heart-shaped cakes with little garlands of roses and sherbet disguised in the hue of hope. Surely the good Saint ' s birthday was worthily honored at Shorter College. ' f COCKHW: • j • • -1 I it ii TjL m THE ARTIST ' S COURSE HE students of Shorter made a splendid response to the Artist ' s course, with the resuh that there were given five concerts of the highest order. The first of these took place on November I 3th, by the Passmore Trio, who gave a splendid program of solos and ensemble numbers. The attendance was good and all were repaid for lending their presence. Dean Southwick, of the Emerson School of Oratory, Boston, fur- nished the second number of the course, giving on November I 7, his inter- pretative lecture on Richelieu. With January 15th, came Mr. Edward Elliott of Boston, who was delightfully heard in The Fortune Hunter, Mr. Elliott ' s arrangement of the play was very effective and his reading was thoroughly enjoyable. The number that created the greatest interest was the program given on February I 7th, by Cecil Fanning. Mr. Fanning is the well- known baritone singer, whose success has been remarkable wherever he has sung. Nor did his fame lessen by his visit to Shorter. He even surpassed his record and gave to his audience the best there was to give. The last number of the course was a lecture on The Grand Canyon in Arizona, given by Mr. Nat. Brigham. Mr. Brigham never fails to entertain his audience, and the program he gave served well as the last number of the course — for since the last number held up the standard as it did, each attendant was made to feel that the whole series of programs was really worth while. =r-..r ' ?; fe t ,ff MERCER GLEE CLUB HE Mercer Glee Club! What pleasant memories the names evoke. What smiles and reminiscent sighs! Perhaps the Club ' s visit to Shorter on March the fourth and its delightful program was the most exciting event of the year. Their visit was a social as well as a musical event. The reception given that afternoon in honor of the Mercer Boys and Shorter College Seniors by Dr. and Mrs. Van Hoose, was a most delightful affair. The Maplehurst home was at- tractively decorated with spring flowers, and the Mercer and Shorter colors intertwined, were everywhere in evidence. The spacious rooms, broad porches and winding paths presented ample opportunities for the continuance of the old friendships and the formation of the new. Delicious refreshments added materially to the pleasure of the occasion. The evening program needs no further mention than that it was up to the Mercer Glee Club standard, and was thoroughly enjoyed by a large and enthusiastic audience. An informal reception followed and so enjoyable did it prove that when the bell rang for departure, the boys lingered until it was truly said of them: — It ' s not their fault if they didn ' t turn to salt! On the following morning their visit to Rome and Shorter College was terminated by an Auto Sightseeing Spin, given them by the citizens of Rome and they left with many cordial invitations to return another year. 0.- M I ) r f r r r r r f n DAFFYDILS If Miss David can fence can a hat box? If Miss Cronkhite eats the meat will Miss Ray-nor the bones? If Shorter College catches on fire will Aline Win-bum? When Minnie Belle Knox does Isa Neel? If Jean Turkey-trots does Myrtice Pace? If we should go down town in middy blouses what would Miss Lindsay? If the baby cries will Madeline Trotter and Eunice Walker? If Minnie Belle Knox will Mr. Lo-ring? If Rhetta tried to come in would Marie Locke the door? If Miss Harrison should die would Canter-bury her? If Miss Glover forgets to inspect will Miss Den-mark? If India is Young is Orion Arn-old? If Mary is Mrs. McCord ' s daughter is Christine Jame-son If the Key is lost will Rosa Hunt it? No, but Tillie Mae. Why was it that Mildred Lide? If we are hungry will we have Tur-Key? When the rose blooms will Maude Pickett? If Miss Hall wanted to have her dress fastened would Miss Lona Hooker? If Leuna is holding Lena ' s Hand would Inez Peek? Who knows what the Burd- ette ? If Mathilde has company will Florella Crouch behind the sofa? If the Aeroplane falls where will Vici Mae Cope-land? On Pol-hill. If Anice Spear is sharp is Miss Mina Lou Blount? If trouble makes Lucile Ponder will Eleanor Barr-ett? When we get into mischief is Amy Blasin-game? If stock was below Parr would Gladys Rus-sell? If Ruth is sick is Louise Cars-well? If you take the book what will Edna Ader-hold? I : ' ' ' f ' ■■« • 6 For dc Lord ' s sake. Miss Gramircr Not all dis flour III need, Kase I know dal up at Shorter ' Taint no million gals to feed. You says dey ' s always hungry? But I knows dat if dey try Dey couldn ' t eat a million rolls — If dey did they sho ' would die. Yit I ain ' t no lazy nigger, I ' ll do je what you say — But do you know. Miss Crammer I ' sc been kneading way ' fore day! My mis she ' s done an ' lef me To finish up dis bread ; ' I ' se done my best and honestly Dis nigger ' s nearly dead. I wish youM seed dem faces When dem hot rolls wer ' set down! For de gals and teachers in dat room ' Forgot de way to frown. ' Dey giggled and dey giggled. And dey laid down fork and knife. Forget all else dat ' s in de world, But bread, de staff of life! Day sho mus ' alt lack puffed up thincs. Kase dem rolls dey riz up high! Dey et and et up ever one; 1 iho ' t dey sho ' would die! •$ .. i Often now I makes hoi roils, We tried ' em on ' um furst, But when dem gals sees them in sight Wid joy dey nelly bust. But I jes loves to makes em, For dem gals is starved I kno ' ; Bein° dat de pious Faculty Keeps workin ' on em so. .2S;-=ii :5t ' ' ' ' f •i, ! V?jT ' THE COLLEGE WANT ADS NEEDED — Suggestions for Sunday night suppers. Miss Grammar. WANTED — A tin angel to hold up as example for girls. Honor Board. WANTED — One gingham dress and a stout pair of shoes. Turk. WANTED — A female student who has plenty of experience along the casing line. Miss Harris. WANTED— Money loans. Would like to borrow on the Collecl-on-Daddy plan. En- tire student body. DESIROUS — of a pass mark on finals. Senior Class. WOULD LIKE— A dog killer. Mr. Van Hoose. WANTED — Engagements on Saturday evenings. Self-Governed Students. LOST — One gym suit. Please return by Commencement to Clara Spivey and Olive Cummings. LOST — Her heart in Rome. Lois Parr. LOST — Five months of leap year. Stu- dents and a few members of the faculty. LOST — Nerve-control as manager of The Argo. Address Miss Grace Harris. WANTED — Complexion cream and sand paper. Mary Jane. WANTED — Everywhere, young man, age twenty-three, upright, intellectual and at- tractive. Belle ' phone never tdo busy. BECOME A DETECTIVE— Ten cents reward offered to find out what girl ate the rat poison. WANTED — A lover who believes in candy, carnations and cars. Virginia Butler. WANTED— A club for the Annual! COMPETENT MUSICIAN — Olive Cummings. WANTED — Jokes for the Chimes. Editors. WANTED— More great men so we can get classy meals on their birthdays. Students. FOR SALE CHEAP— Seven families of rats; well fattened on long kid gloves, even- ing wraps and silk hose. Room 206, Hall I. WILL EXCHANGE— Handsome new chafing dish for fral pin. Would pay dif- ference. (?) TO EXCHANGE— One green switch for a shade darker. F. Pendley. CLOSING UP SWELL BUSINESS— Oulgrown clothes to be exchanged. M. Pol- hill and Isa Neel. ' Phone No. 204-10. WOULD SWAP— three tears and six serious expressions for a smile. Ethel Tucker. TO SWAP— One black middy blouse for a kiss. Ophelia Davis. TO EXCHANGE— 50x50 ft. of cement flooring for 5x12 waxed hardwood. Snakes Club. Address Gym. I HAVE— A trunk full of childish ap- parel which I will gladly exchange for one dress with a long tram and a pair of ear- rings. Mary Saunders. WOULD SWAP— Six kitchenettes for one tennis court. Athletic Association. LOST — Much time foolishly. The Jokers. WANTED — A little time from school duties. Room 204, Hall I, second floor. WOULD SWAP— Nine months school days for three months vacation. Keep the change! ► Qi- ' m s i RATS Rals are such dreadful things; I hale ihem every one; A broom-slick will not kill ' em! Not even a large shot-gun! They eat up everything I ' ve got, And gee I they are such gluttons ; I go to find my Sunday gloves, And instead I find THE buttons! Can you blame the girls one bit From jumping in the chairs? From these nasty little things. That catch you unawares? Deliver me, deliver me From such ungodly beasts. Not until all rats are dead, X ill all our great fear cease. E. DoBBS. 1 ■ He made a picture of the Seniors, They were all so graceful in their pose Thai we thought we ' d give you a sample Of one pDsing in her Senior clothes. Greater Shorler! What a wonderl Like a comet in the sky! Her fame reverberates like thunder; Other colleges reach her? Not if they try! Oh! Shorter ' the grandest place under the sun. You forget all your troubles And think you have none. You build famous castles And laugh when they fall. The joy in the building Is practiced by all. Oh! dear little store in the distance. On Mondays so far thou art, For we all go to town and forget you. But on Fridays you ' re nearest our hearts. How we long for dill pickles and crackers. Before Tuesday half passes away And to greet you on Friday when hungry. Oh! the joy in our hearts we can ' t say! High up in the corner it A mighly lofly seal; And right on top of the radiator: Ain ' t you afraid of the heal? Oh. no! The heal is not on; It ' s always too warm for thai, So you see we use this refrigerator Whenever we see a rat. In an ideal little sitting room At a table full of books, A beautiful girl, Brains all in a whirl — Is how the Shorter girl ' s study looks. I v. Go io yStt tHDAS LIL 4 Shorter College A High-Grade Institution for Young Women Special Courses — in all Branches of Literature, Science, Music, Art and Expression. L A Faculty of Trained Specialists. CL Rome is located among the mountains of North Georgia, and is especially noted for its beautiful scenery, splendid cUmate and fine citizenship. There has never been a death among the student body of the college since the organization of the institution, nearly forty years ago. C For catalog with full information, address A. W. Van Hoose, President Rome, Georgia { ' H ' M M M H 5 J M ' M MH ................................I V. i j l SMe Department Store ' taf ' I Birmingham, Alabama by IfTwhli Loveman, Joseph Loeb Birmingham Oh ! 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Address J Burroughs Adding Machine Co. 4. 2119 First Ave. Birmingham, Ala. X Shorter Girls ' Store J. J. Conn Son Arrived at by a beautiful path through woods. Everything for feasts obtained here. t West Rome, Georgia J  « { m ' m «Jm «{m{ m m{m «{ «{ J m2m{ m m « mJ :. -;mJ . j .j. M H- M- ' -« 4 H- t Sodas Norris Candies Vantine ' s Perfumes Creams Sundaes Graham Pharmacy Rome, Ga. Rome Transfer Company X We are bonded agents of all railways entering Rome. Misses Hawkins French Designers I Fine Millinery, Novelties and Art Where Style Predominates Rome Steam Laundry J. H. PORTER. Proprietor T We Check your baggage from Prcnch Dry Cleaning I ime citv. Z College to your home city. X Our agents meet all trains 4 ' f. Your business will have j Fourth Ave. In Front City Hall I. prompt attention Telephone No. 207 Rome, Ga. ' S .{ .x. : : K• H• • K•♦•:• - ♦ •M •w :-:• •♦ •• •♦ ♦ f f i The Sherard Print Shop 14 Third Avenue W. T. SHERARD, Proprietor PRINTING THAT PLEASES Haines Bros. ' Piano Shorter College equipped with New Haines Brothers ' Pianos Phillips Crew Company, AGENTS Steinway, Knabe and Fischer Pianos Atlanta, Georgia « North Georgia ' s j Two Leading Hotels I V V THIRD A VSNUS CHEROKEE American Plan I Proprietors: A. B. Montgomery G. H. Reece Local, Commercial, Towns and Theatrical Patronage Solicited Rome, :-: Georgia I I t I t •% 4 •• ■• •%•%•?•♦ ♦ - « ..;..x M.•: : : :••M••: : X X w : : : H H : : :••x H•♦•: • •K ? i J. A t i. Headquarters for ail Athletic Goods Tennis, Golf and Basket Ball King Hardware Co. One Block of Five Points 53 Peachtree St., ATLANTA. GA. You are Going to the World ' s Fair in California, 1915 Are You Going Our Way? We offer first-class round-trip (Pullman berth) to San Francisco; 14 days ' hotel accommodation there; boat and auto sight- feeing trips; admission to exposition grounds and concessions, etc. GO ANY TIME YOU CHOOSE: travel INDIVIDUAL- LY; begin now to pay for your tour, DOL- LAR BY DOLLAR; highest class privileges guaranteed; installments payable to bank in your own town or city. Detailed in- formation sent upon application to San Francisco Exposition Tour Company ?0 Auburn Ave., ATLANTA, GA. E. H. WINTERBURN Field Agent in Georgia and Florida F.W.King Co.l Wholesale Confectioners I X — Distributors — ,j. Lowney s Chocolate Bon-bons ana v Bramol Fountain Syrup y Atlanta, Birmingham, Jacksonville and Tampa If you want the best in any line of Drugs, Toilet Articles, etc., —Go to— Elam-Hamrick Drug Company | Anniston, Alabama Refreshing Drinks a j Specialty; t Patronage of Transient Shorter Girls f Especially Solicited Z •: M M• •♦ ♦♦•K H K : H H• ' H ♦ •♦♦ ♦•H ♦♦H ♦ ♦ H•♦♦ 4 M • ♦ •♦•H•♦•M♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ ♦ W•• ♦♦♦«M ♦ ♦♦♦ M M M•♦ IF you buy just one piece of property, well located, centrally or semi-centrally, in Atlanta, and hold it ten years, it means a great and ever-increasing income to you, and a net profit, if you care to sell, that will place you permanently in the very wealthy class. We devote our entire time to property of this sort, and will be glad to show you property of whatever price may interest you. Wh shall be glad to have the faculty, patrons and friends of Shorter make our office headquarters when in Atlanta. Cheatham Bros Central and Semi-Central Real Estate 8 Luckie Street Atlanta, Georgia ' j..j..;..5..Jm5. .. .5. . m5.,j..j-j {mJ JmJ { {. . mX- ' . ■ffrrK- jN THIS PAGE is pictured the birth- place, typographically speaking, of the publication before you. Here much thoughtful care has been given to the harmonious material development of the literary and artistic brain-children of the editors and contributors. Frankly, we believe the result of our labors to be commendable, else this page vi ' ould not appear. But after all, you are the judge. What say you? FOOTE , DAVIES CO. ATLANTA, G A. SPECIALISTS IN EDUCATIONAL AND ART PRINTING ' ■jLi—. r t Everett Waddey Company Richmond, Virginia H-  K« -W- H H 4 ! H M«-H K M ' The Largest Engraving Establishment in the South EuSene V Haynes. Jas. I. Hosford, Presidem Secy Treas. J. E. Stewart Eugene V. Haynes Company Fine Jewelry, Diamonds, and Watches I Oh, So Good!  e Famous Ice Cream Sodas I a Brown Allen I y Reliable Druggists ♦ V Atlanta, Georgia | Ludden and Bates Southern Music House PIANOS 37 Whitehall Street 63 Peachtree Street % { Atlanta, Georgia I Atlanta, Georgia | You ' ll find it at the Shropshire Book Store The College Shop If it ' s Stationery, Picture, Pennant, Poster, Banner, Kodak or anything in the Book Store Line Kodak Work and Picture Framing 307 Broad St., Rome, Ga. t i The Rome Stationery Company 205 Broad Street College Stationery, Pictures, Brass, Kodaks, New Books, Initial Paper and Cards Telephone 570 Always Something New We will deliver your purchases to the (College t 4 .{ .5.,5, MJ .5 .M• •♦♦♦♦ ♦♦ ♦♦M• ' ' H• ' M H M H ♦ I I Quality Candies, | ♦ Ices and Flowers Surelg, there is None Like Nunnally ' s Exclusive Agents in Rome Curry- Arrington Co. I .H ' H M ' K M W ' -M H- ' W H- -H-H- M ' M I Pictures in this Annual were made by L e n n e y, Atlanta, Georgia Maker of Quality Portraits Estimates on school work gladly furnished. Sitting made in school building. :: :: ESTABLISHED 1909 J. H. May Company Wholesale Fruits and Produce Foreign and Domestic No. 107 East First Street Rome, X Georgia :: •M•♦♦♦• ♦♦ ♦♦♦♦ M MH-M H ♦ M• ♦ ♦♦ •H• Best Stgles in Women ' s Shoes at MUSE ' S The women of Georgia have come to recognize MUSE ' S as the true authority on women ' s shoe fashions, and to find here the best shoe quality. Our name on a shoe guarantees both character and quality — and something more — the fit that is perfect. — SECOND FLOOR — Ge]o. Muse Clothing Co. Atlanta, :-: Georgia T X t WE have the Best Equipped Printing Plant in North Georgia with the installation of our Linotype Machine, and our Autopress puts us in a position where we can handle anything in the Printing Line. Printing, Ruling and Binding Loose Leaf Work a Specialty % Commercial Printing Company, Rome, Georgia Bosworth Building, Telephone 353 .j. H ' M M ' M I Maxwell House Blend I Is the one Coffee you can always depend on being the same — the best Sold bp All Leading Stores Stephen Lane Folger Manufacturing Jeweler | 180 Broadway NEW YORK jC Club and College Pins and Rings | Gold, Silver and Bronze Medals Established 1892 I ROME ' S Greatest Department Store | Brim full of Spring and Summer Ladies ' and Misses ' Millineri; Trimmings Gloves Suits Hosiery Skirts Shoes Dress Goods Waists New Spring and Summer Goods, Parasols, Etc. The very newest styles, best qualities and fair prices We ask an inspection of these goods LANH AM ' S ' r ° ' J • r1rMrirHrHrHri HrHrHrHrHriri ' ' rl I ' H• ♦ •♦♦♦♦ ♦♦♦♦♦• •H ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦• ♦• ♦♦ ♦♦♦• :: The George Fry Co. Class and Fraternity Pins Football and Basket Ball Fobs Athletic Trophies Hat Bands Dance Programs Menus Class Day Invitations Calling Cards Stationery Wedding Invitations 833 Chestnut St. Philadelphia, Pa. All Bedding used in Shorter College furnished by McDonald Furniture Company Rome, Georgia and manufactured by Southern Spring Bed Company Atlanta, Georgia The Favorite Daily Paper of Georgia ' s Gentle Women For almost half a century the Atlanta Constitution has been the home paper in the refined families of Atlanta and a great many of Georgia ' s smaller cities. It is a metropolitan Daily in the fullest sense, devoting a great deal of space, and laying stress upon all topics of interest and dear to women. America ' s best feature writers contribute liberally to the woman ' s pages of the Atlanta Constitution. The Depart- ment devoted to Georgia and Southern Society is edited by Miss Isma Dooly, the south ' s foremost society Editor. The Constitution is the Official Organ of the Georgia Federation of Woman ' s Clubs, of the D. A. R., and of the United Daughters of the Confederacy. Subscribe for the Daily and Sunday Constitution. It is delivered into your home anywhere in the United States at $7.00 per year. ' •• « «S S «$ S i The Atlanta Constitution. i I ! I I j i I Albert Ash Aaron Ash i A. Ash Co. Diamonds and Jewelry Repair Work a Specialty I 1919 Third Avenue I Birmingham, Ala. A Polecat and a Cigarette Fiend are on equal in Scents and Dollars !•«•«•♦ «• ♦ That Drowsy Feeling Don ' t you ever feel sleepy — un- able to think right or work hard? You don ' t feel sick. Just drowsy. What ' s the cause of it ? Your system has filled up with dangerous poisons because of imperfect elimination. Try a dose of Thedford ' s Black- Draught Liver Medicine. Seventy years success proves its merits. It is for sale by all druggists, in 25c and $1.00 packages. Try Thedford ' s Black Draught New York ' s Latest Models Colonials, Pumps and Oxfords Russia Calf, Gun Metal, White Canvas and Buck All Colors and Delicate Shades of Evening Slippers Widths— AAA to EEE. Mail Orders Solicited. Louis Forst, BOOT SHOP 220 North 20th Street Birmingham, Alabama McWilliams Co. Phone 101-102 When you are in the city visit our store and get a pound of Chase Sanborn Tea and Coffee | We are agents for the famous T W. N. Clark can goods. We will T appreciate your orders and will do T our best to please you. T At Your Service any time, are our chef, waiters, etc. You ' ll find it a perfect service, too. For every one from the highest to the lowest must do their best to please you. That is a rigid rule at this restaurant, which makes eating here such an enjoyable occasion. White Palace Cafe McWilliams Co. Every Season Brings New Joys to Those Who KODAK High Grade Developing and Print- ;|; ing. QA Complete line of- Kodak Albums. Mail Orders Given Spe- cial Attention. Glenn Photo Stock Co. Atlanta, Ga. t Athletic Goods | I You will find our stock of Athletic Goods complete, including Tennis Shoes, Sweaters, Jerseys, etc. We are agents for the Wright Ditson ' s Tennis Goods. Griffin Hardware Co. 21l-213-215-215 Broad St. ROME, GA. I ,2M;M;Mj . 2 M}M j .; ; ;. ;. ..;M;Mj..{, ,{, ..j. . 3. ;. Mi, } ; j ; j.. 1 Norton ' s k . .!. ' ' ! t ♦ I 4( The Druggists Rome, Georgia AND GIRLS I How can one think of them % apart? f, Dahl ' s is noted for fresh, Ijl beautiful flowers of all kinds, X artisticiilly arranged. S Out-of-town orders receive ; prompt attention. • DAHUS I •I ' Atlanta s Leading Florist ? H. B. Parks Company 239 BROAD STREET Our lines of Cut Glass, Fancy China, and Brass Goods will give a wide range for the selection of presents for all occasions. We also carry a nice assortment of white China for Hand Decorating. 4- t ± i t •;-M ! T % t X Wm, F. Donovan, DISTRIBUTOR 61 E. Alabama St, Atlanta, Ga. CAPITAL. SURPLUS STOCKHOLDERS ' LIABILITY $750,000.00 We wish to announce that with the completion of our new building we expect to be most admirably equipped to handle the accounts of ladies. We are preparing to serve them in the most convenient way possible, and will spare no expense to add to their comfort. Quality Insu r ance Meadow Gold Butter (In Sealed Cartons Only) American Bank Trust Company Rome, Georgia i .,J. . ..J,.J,.J,.J..J,.J..J,.J,.J,.J,.J,,j..J, .,J. ,.J. ,.J :: ' i Graves-Harper Company Steam and Domestic COAL We Write Fire Insurance Telephones— Office 93 Yard 96 Office: 304 Broad St. E. S. Nixon Dealer in Lyon Healy Pianos Edison Phonographs and Records Victor Talking Machines All Kinds of Musical Instru- ments and Sheet Music 313 Broad Street Rome, Georgia I Curry- I Arrin ton Company Druggists 200 Broad Street Rome, Georgia Nixon-Smith Hardware Co. I •i ' ' ri ' ir ' !rirfrHrirHrir!r ' rHririr Wright Ditson and Spalding Sporting Goods Rome, Georgia «J ««{ { i: « i i t tt i i i ti i ; ti iH  t } ;t t ' t t X Shoes For Particular Women A hard foot to fit ? Then try our service — a careful, personal, helpful service that knows no limitations as to time, patience, or expert interest in your wel- fare. Try us next time. McWilliam ' s Shoe Company Beautiful Jewelry Store High Grade Piano Parlor Young -Hamilton Jewelry Co. At the Sign of the Clock ' We invite your inspection 246 Broad Street Phone 778 L... Southern Refreshment Co., Inc. Soda Fount, Light | Lunches, Cigars I and Candies I Corner Bay and Hogan Sts. | t Jacksonville, Fla. x School Days at | Rome I We always welcome the Shorter Girl to the home of fashion and ready-to- wear apparel. Be it Coat-Suit, Wrap, Hat or Dress, just board a car to our store and we will do the rest t X W. M. Weitzel Co. i Rome ' s Only Exclusive Ladies ' Ready- to- Wear Shop t I  j. j« j j «j  ' m5 «5 «5 «j «5 «5mJm5 «5 «5  5m5  mJ «j «5mJ «j  4J j «j «j •:• : H• •♦ • •♦♦♦ • •♦«•♦♦♦ ♦ - w H• • ♦ :•«K• : M• • Y Rome Supply Company r . T f ♦ 1 i 4- The Plumbing and Heating Systems in the new buildings of Greater Shorter ? ¥ ■? ♦ College were installed by the Rome Supply Company. f .|. f % Plumbing— Heating— Roopng— Gas Fitting— Electric Work— Sheet Metal Work X I Telephone 32 :-: 325 Broad Street ' { Overhead Irrigation. I CL It is a veritable blessing to the world ! C Have you heard about it ? Overhead Irrigation ? C From elevated pipes is distiibuted, over the plan- tation, the field or the garden, water just Uke X natural rainfall in the exact quantity needed. By X this method of irrigation, under the Kimbrough X System, the soil will produce from three to five X times as much as it will without irrigation. T C Let us install you a plant— a Money Maker. % C Write us at Rome, Georgia. I . ' j Georgia Overhead Irrigation Company i % I I 4 t Bass Heard Mercantile Corporation ANNISTON, ALABAMA Clothiers to Ladies and Children We solicit your patronage because we are con- fident we can satisfactorily and economically ' meet every merchandise that you make. vi jl ill A. H. Fetting Manufacturer of Greek Letter Fraternity Jewelry 213 North Liberty Street Baltimore, Md. Factory: 212 Little Sharp St. y Memorandum package sent to any X fraternity member through the sec- X retary of the chapter. Special de- T signs and estimates furnished on T class pins, rings, medals for athletic X meets, etc. -USE- Town-Talk Flour McWilliams- Chidscy Co, j. ,{mJ..5..5 , .Jm5 ..5 j,.5 Jm5m{ j 5mJm5m5m5 5 j 5, m5-5 5 .j 5 j ;. : ; H ' . . H -H M- M : M M H M f Professor Oral Hygiene, Shorter College A. F. Daniel Dentist 305K Broad St., ROME, GA. Phone 555-J Over Johnston Hardware :: Dr. William Winston Dentist 408-10-12 West Bldg. I J. S. Daniel Dentist 243 ' 2 Broad Street ROME. GA. t X The Georgian The Woman ' s Newspaper Paid Circulation 45,000 Order by Copy -x WW% . .MAM.% %   . % A«.%  «t«%  , M.  % % %.r .{..JM5. . .4 x♦ :•♦•:••K•♦ ••M M•♦♦• ••H H• ♦• •J M♦ ••K• ••: • ♦ t ♦ t t t Suits, Street Dresses, Evening Gowns, Afternoon Frocks, Graduating Dresses — That are noted for t heir perfect lines, distinctive styles, and painstaking tailoring . Distinctiveness, Originality and Value THE STRIKING FEATURES McCallum ' s Silk Hosiery, Onyx Hosiery, Centemeri Kid and Silk Gloves Our Dress Goods and Silk Department is stocked with the latest Novelties in Foreign and Domestic Fabrics Kabo, Nemo, R. G. and Thompson ' s Glove-Fitting Corsets We are offering Special values in Suit Cases, Trunks and Hand Bags Special discount to students J. Kuttner Company ROME, GEORGIA i i V t I t ■