Sullins College - Sampler Yearbook (Bristol, VA)

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in the morning and again at four o ' clock in the afternoon. We certainly do watch the grand- father clock in the hall closely as these hours approach. Some of us emerge from the postoffice laden with letters and packages. Others merely dust their postoffice boxes and con- sole themselves with the thought that maybe their roommates have al- ready got their mail. Every one, both students and members of the faculty, was enter- tained at the home of Dr. and Mrs. Martin on Sunday afternoon, Septem- ber 18, with an informal tea. Mary is one of our best friends. (P. S. She gives us our mail.) We can hardly wait to open our letters from home — and elsewhere. The friendly atmosphere of the Martin home went a long way to- ward preventing the homesickness that might have come upon us on that first Sunday afternoon. Then, too, each of us made several new friends, for each Senior escorted a group of new girls to the tea. With Sunday night came the first Vesper service of the year. These simple, yet inspiring services mean a great deal to the religious life of Sullins. Mr. Paul Worley, a young Methodist minister who has been a favorite with the Sullins girls for some time, presented the first message. His talk about the responsibility of the individual made an appropriate beginning for the new year. Mr. Worley took his text from the following poem, which he quoted: We all enjoy Mrs. Martin ' s teas. But we were not limited to the campus for our enjoyment of the beauty of Fall in the mountains. Those of us who wished might take trips to places of interest. There was, for instance, the trip to the Great Ships sail east, and ships sail west While the self-same breezes blow; It ' s the set of the sails, And not the gales. That determines the way they go. Like ihe winds of the sea Are the ways of fate. As we journey along through life. It ' s the set of the soul That determines the goal And not the calm nor the strife. The Vested Choir, which was to contribute so much to these services throughout the year, made its first appearance on this occasion. As the Fall went on, we found ourselves making many new friends, with whom we strolled about the campus, enjoying its many beautiful trees and flow- ers, as well as the view of the not-so-far distant mountains. Page 26

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pennants, bracelets, and other articles marked with the college seal. While in the bookstore, the girls opened accounts in the college bank. During these past months they have made many trips down there, asking Mr. Harry hopefully and sometimes doubtfully, How much money do I have in the bank? On Saturday, September 17, came Lake Day — or, more appropriately. Play Day. The soft-ball game between the old girls and the new girls proved to be no less exciting than the World Series. The old girls were victorious by a slight margin, the final score being 18 to 17. Dr. Martin nobly helped each side by letting the Babe Ruth in him predominate as he got several home runs across for each. We line up for supper on Lake Day. Three tennis courts on the hilltop were filled with enthusiasts as Helen Sears and Peggy White downed two Juniors. Eleanore Heeman and Isabel Bullock followed their example and defeated the high school players. On Lake Sycamore canoe racing took place. Adella and Betty Jaspert showed their prowess, but Dr. Martin and Miss Granberry were close seconds. Eleanor Mabry, Annabelle Dean, Wese Miller, and Katherine Taylor were good lasts. Maybe they didn ' t know that only two people in a canoe is the general custom in canoe racing. Riding and swimming were also enjoyed by the sportswomen, but the real climax of the day was the barbecue supper. Late arrivals looked hope- fully for friends in the long line. The ride back to Canoeing is one of the favorite sports on Lake Day. the hill in the truck was a happy if somewhat bumpy one. That night all the Juniors who weren ' t too tired rushed off to the King College football game. The somewhat wiser Seniors stayed at home and talked things over. This was but the first of many picnics and outings which we enjoyed during the Fall. On October 4, for instance. Dr. Martin gave a picnic at the Pine Cone. The picnic was an enjoyable one, even though Becky, Honce, Kearley, and a few others did get lost in the woods, almost missing the picnic supper. Dr. Martin tried to get every one to walk home, but the girls preferred to wait for George and the truck and bounce home. Even in our first days at college — or should we say especially in our first days at college? — the post- office was one of our favorite haunts. There Mary rules supreme, giving us our mail at eleven o ' clock Picnics at the Pine Cone are popular Fall events. Page 25

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Sullins party as much as anything on the trip, for they were dressed in colonial costumes, and conducted people about the town in carriages drawn by horses. Other interesting cities visited were Lexing- ton, Richmond, Yorktown, and Appomattox. Along came September 24. Along came Rhoda Mae Steele, Marjorie Ayers, and Mary Virginia Ward. Along came Don Bestor. They all add up to the Fall Prom, our first outstanding social activity, which was sponsored by the Sampler staff. For this dance, the dining room was espe- cially attractive in its decorative coloring of Some times we study on the Campus — and sometimes we just , „ r ,i r- ' it , rich autumn flowers from the Sulims gardens. dream. The girls taking the trip were Sara Clements, Marian Bankhead, Marian Bell, Judy Ritter, Jeanette Salzer, Bettie Middleton, Alice White, Betty Gene Young, Jean Daker, Eleanore Hee- man, Frances Lister, Marjorie Hoffman, Trula Wells, and Nona Pearsall. They were accompanied by Miss Hattie Mae Wilkerson, High School hostess, and Miss Mary Weber. And there was the trip that Lane Carlson, Jane Adams, Lucky Chance, Mr. and Mrs. A. J. Osborne, and daughter Amelia made to Williamsburg and other points in Eastern Vir- ginia a little later. The group first visited Jam,estown and from there went to Williamsburg. The guides in Williamsburg impressed the members of the Moie often, we stroll about enjoying the trees and the flowers. Smoky Mountain National Park early in October. Several cab-loads of girls went on this trip. The caravan journeyed to the village of Norris, where lunch vras served, and then to Norris Dam and the old eighteenth-century grist mill nearby. A hasty tour of the campus of the University of Tennessee caused a few minutes of excitement. Gatlinburg, reached at sundown, was the end of the day ' s journey. Starting again on Monday morning, the group journeyed into the Great Smokies, viewing the beautiful scenery. They ate lunch at the Indian Reservation, and on their way home, visited Biltmore, the beautiful Vanderbilt estate near Asheville, North Garolina. In addition to the many young men from Bristol and towns near by, there were many representatives of well-known Southern colleges among the guests at this first dance. Among the colleges represented were Virginia Military Institute, Virginia Polytechnic Institute, Washington and Lee University, King Col- lege, and the Universities of Tennessee, Virginia, Alabama, Georgia, and Oklahoma. The mixture of sweet and hot music by Don Bestor, famed dance maestro, and his orchestra was greatly enjoyed by all the jitterbugs in attendance. Janie Cooper, having stumped her toe, appeared Page 27