Sullins College - Sampler Yearbook (Bristol, VA)

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IN HIG A H SPIRITS WE BEGI NEW YEAR AT SUL N LINS We arrive — and eagerly await our friends. In turning through one of Miss Miller ' s history books, we see that In 1492, Columbus sailed the ocean blue. Of more recent importance, we see in turning through Sampler 1939 that In September ' 38, Sullins opened her gate. There was also Miss Turner, an old girl back to assist in music; Mrs. Burns and her talkative daughters; Miss Simmons; Miss Mast; Miss Goodman; and Mr. Martin. Or is it Admiral Martin? Down through the ages — There ' must be some mistake, for now it seems like mere days since September fourteenth. But then, in retrospect, we find that it has been ages — well, nine school months is a part of ages. It is these ages that make our pages. a word she says. I call her Floyd Gibbons, are heard. From the other half comes the complaint, My roommate is from Georgia. I was late to din- ner waiting for her to tell me that the bell had rung. The confusion, bustle, and excited spirits lasted far into the night. Martha Donald, Nancy Peebles, and Mary Jane Aston helped it along by get- ting in at two-thirty in the morning. Thus was laid the scene for the Mrs. Cowden, I want you to meet Martha Donald episode. Our newcomers included not only students but many hostesses and teachers. There was Miss Lampkin, who gave Sullins a compliment the first day she was here by saying that this school has the friendliest spirit of any school which she had attended or visited. Through these gates came not only the most beautiful girls in the world — quote courtesy Ziegfield — but girls from all over the country. The railroad station and the front hall took turns at being the greatest scene of confusion. Number forty-eight, commonly known as the three o ' clock train, brought back scads of old girls and more new ones. Wasn ' t it great to see some of those back who were so positive last May that they wouldn ' t be back? The new girls were a sight with tears in their eyes and bouquets of flowers in their arms. Shall we ever forget Audrey Buchanan ' s bunch? After getting out to the college, each one became her roommate ' s chief topic of interest. Frequent cries of My roommate ' s a Yankee, and I can ' t understand dr. and Mrs. Martin greet us. Page 23

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We go to Dean Metts ' office to register for our classes. In the home department, Mis. Cowden was new in Senior Wing, and Mrs. Cuniff on third floor. Junior Wing, where she had the hard job of holding Mar- garet Kerr, Blossom Bankhead, and a few others down. Other new hostesses included Mrs. Robinson on second floor. Junior Wing, and Mrs. Collins and Miss Wilkerson in High School Wing. Mrs. Johnston was the new supervisor of dormitories. Next day, the line in front of Dean Metts ' office was longer than the one Jim — or Bill or Jack — handed out this summer. Many, wiser than others, registered early and then went shopping. Pretty soon new curtains, pennants, lamps, signs, and picture galler- ies made the rooms livable. The get-together at the Hut was the first all-school social of the year. This party, sponsored by Mrs. And then to the Hut , where we relax and become acquainted with our fellow students. Then to the Student Bank and the Bookstore to deposit our money and buy supplies. Zachry, was put on by the various state groups. Each state gave a stunt. There were many meller drammers, but Patsy McCann ' s Georgia Peach won the first prize. Sally Lee let us in on that super singing of hers, and Nancy Peebles gave a humorous reading. It certainly was fun at the Hut that night. The old girls took time out to notice the new fur- niture and the other new decorations of the loafing ground. Miss Lampkin, the new dancing teacher, led the girls in a folk dance and recited some poetry which she had composed. Time passed on as time will, and even the new girls became accustomed to the routine. In their first day of full-time classes, the Juniors had to sit down again after discovering that quaint custom of ringing half-period bells. They learned that at Sullins one rises with the rising bell at seven o ' clock — or, if her roommate doesn ' t awaken her, waits until the seven-thirty bell rings for breakfast. They learned also that first-period classes begin at eight o ' clock, and that chapel begins at nine-fifty. In chapel, they soon become aware that Dr. Martin ' s chief interest, next to the Sullins girls and — just pos- sibly — horses, is current events. Even the most uninterested soon came to realize that the problems of the outside world have their significance in the life of a Susie Smith at Sullins. After leaving classes, every one found it the nec- essary and proper thing to make a trip to the Book- store. Here she bought not only the materials and books needed for work but also many attractive Page 24