Sullins College - Sampler Yearbook (Bristol, VA)

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We went to the post office every day. After tea that evening the Juniors were introduced to a good old Sullins custom -the Sunday night Vesper Service. Dr. Mclver from Central Presby- terian Church was the first speaker of the year. As the choir hadn ' t been organized, Mr. Miller and Mrs. Smith sang a duet. When Vespers were over some of the Seniors decided to go over and cheer up the Juniors, but it seems that someone had been telling all about Rat Week, and the Juniors were more scared than cheered. After all, I suppose if 1 suddenly saw 5 feet, 9 inches of Ann Davis coming at me I ' d be scared too. These past few days everyone has been getting settled down and learning the routine of classes. I ' ve been getting acquainted with the new girls, and they are really swell. They ' re getting to be Sullins girls already, and in a few more days, I think, Post- office Mary will know all their names and then they ' ll really be full-pledged Sullinites. I declare I never saw anything like the way they get mail! Last night the Sampler sponsored the first dance of the year, held in the dining-room. The Sampler nearly always takes the responsibility of introducing new girls to the intricacies of girl-break dances, and I must say they had very apt pupils. The Juniors caught on in no time at all, and at this rate the Seniors are going to have to look to their laurels. The Juniors soon learned to go on looking calmly beautiful when Miss Milbrandt ' s flash bulbs went off too, while I still jump a foot. Some day her camera is going to blow up when I get in front of it! Harry Cundello ' s orchestra played for the dance, and Tm very much afraid the rest of the dance We were always happy when we got mail. committees will have to work hard to beat this first dance. Tonight Mr. Loomis gave the first beautiful organ recital of the year. As usual, Mrs. Loomis succeed- ed in making the stage look like the altar of a ca- thedral with flowers and tall candelabra before the organ pipes. Although the recital made me think of the one last year during Commencement week, I didn ' t cry as I did then. In fact hardly anyone cried — everyone seems to be taking hold right away this year and not wasting time on homesickness. » « Sunday, October 8. Dear Diary; On October 3, the Hoofprints Club had a picnic at Steele ' s Creek, and as there are approximately We had tea in Mrs. Martin ' s beautiful garden. Page 18

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the only people still there are dissatisfied lassies who feel they made a mistake in registering. As early as possible this afternoon, I started for the Lake over at Camp Sequoya, for today is Lake Day, an event not to be missed. When I finally reached the Lake, however, there were loads of girls already there. Some of them were swimming in Lake Sycamore while others were canoeing. Soon after I arrived. Dr. Martin started a softball game, and those who didn ' t play gathered in the bleachers to watch the game. Mr. Ingram and Mr. Leggette showed the feminine element just how the game should be played, and then the Juniors and Seniors played a game which the Juniors won. We lined up for supper on Lake Day. As soon as the game was over, athletes and audience made a dash for the bread line only to find that the other half of the school was ahead of them. Barbecue sandwiches, potato salad, cookies, ice cream, and other delicacies helped satisfy the none- too-delicate appetites of the girls. When George began to show signs of taking the truck back to school, the nearest girls hastily swal- lowed their suppe rs and piled on the truck. In spite of nearly losing Barb Warren and Okie Byrd — who were decorating the headlights — George got us all safely back. I for one am dead tired, so good- night, Diary. Sunday, October 1. Dear Diary: Last Sunday morning as is customary here on the first Sunday the college went in a body to State Standing: Mrs. Robinson (left) and Mrs. Cowden. Seated (left to right): Mrs. Cuniff, Miss Wilicerson, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Cheairs. We became acquainted with the hostesses. Street Church. Really, you know we Seniors felt quite important as we marched in just behind the faculty and before the Juniors. That afternoon Mrs. Martin held her usual lovely tea for the entire student body and faculty. Mrs. Martin received the girls and, of course, made them feel right at home. Tea was served both in the dining-room and outside in Mrs. Martin ' s lovely new garden. Afraid some of us had tea in both places, but it was really nice. Some of us went canoeing. Page 17

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Mrs. Martin (right) and Mrs. Boggess welcomed the guests. one hundred and sixty-five girls in the riding de- partment, the college was very well represented. Some of the good riders left school early and rode the horses out to Steele ' s Creek; others went with me — in the truck. When we got there, Dean Metts had the hotdogs well under control, and the waiters from school were putting out the rest of the food. While we were wait- ing for supper, several dauntless lassies went trip- ping across the Creek on the stepping stones. It is still a wonder to me why Denny didn ' t fall in. This time both Miss Weber and Miss Milbrandt were playing camera men, and the pictures were The Sampler staff gave the first dance. being taken fast and furiously. Dr. Martin was en- joying taking pictures of the horses more than any other part of the picnic, even the supper which was really good. When it began to get dark, the riders started back to school, and soon after, George began taking truckloads of girls back to school. Those who waited till last sat around the fire singing until George came back. On the way home in the truck, we sang old songs and, of course, the Alma Mater. Everyone agreed it was a wonderful picnic. On Friday night we had the first student recital of the year and found that we have quite a bit of talent here. Miss Dorothy Turner accompanied the voice students. The program was as follows: May Night Palmgren Virginia Cecil Tales of Vienna Woods Strauss Pauline Glover Some of us went to the picnic in the truck. Dance Caprice Grieg Virginia Higgins Je Veux Vivre (Romeo and Juliet) Gounod Juanita Webster Rustic March Boeux Ruth Bachman II Est Doux (Herodiade) . . . Massinet Adelaide Lawler Arabesque - - Chaminade Julia Raney Der Erlkonig Schubert Elizabeth Farquhar Rhapsody No. 6 Liszt Kathleen Litton Page 19