Sullins College - Sampler Yearbook (Bristol, VA)

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shared it right there with everyone. lie was so proud of the gift we gave him— statuettes of horses on book- ends. It was just a little token of how much Dr. Martin means to all of us. The Hoofprints Clubhouse is a favorite place. It’s a peck of fun to build a huge fire in the fireplace on a cold winter night, fry some hamburgers, and toast marshmallows, play bridge, and listen to the radio. Then to curl up in the blankets and dream. But that isn’t all the Hoofprints Club has done. It had charge of the horse shows of the year, and it sponsored a trip to Blueficld for the girls who wanted to go to see a fine horse show. Come to the Mardi Gras The Ballet Department began work right after Christmas on the big event of the year. And now at last the time was here for the Mardi Gras. We were all pulling hard to get ready for the big week-end beginning the twenty-sixth. And it was big! Dee and Joan made a darling couple in the Ballet Coppelia. We were all holding our breath for fear that their love affair wouldn’t come out right in the end. B. J„ as Coppelius, left us in spasms! The Art Department had been busy painting the scenery. In fact, they’d been busy all year, first with Alice in Wonderland— then with Mardi Gras. Marilee and Carol made a handsome couple as the king and queen of Mardi Gras. The court was lovely! Each girl wore a pastel colored gown, and the men— handsome? Uh-huh. They wore red velvet uniforms that really were striking! Saturday night was the big night. The hotels were all full to the brim with week-end dates and parents. All the girls cleaned like crazy to prove to their folks that they could keep house. Corsage boxes lined the front halls, and the tele- phone lines were all tied up. No one could possibly find an empty ironing board in Junior or Senior Halls. We forgot nearly everything — lessons definitely — and concentrated on having the time of our lives. We succeeded! The high-light of the Ball was the Grand March, led by Carol and Marilee and their dates. It was easy to see why the members of the court were chosen. Wasn’t it just a perfect week-end though? So many of the old girls came back. They brought with them memories of last year, all the fun we’d had. But new memories were being made too, the kind of memories that will be with us always. At the Hoofprints lea. Dot Cowclcn presents a birthday cake to Dr. Martin. Carol Dailey and Marilee Winerich, with their escorts, lead the Grand March at the Mardi Gras Ball. Dr. Martin beams over his birthday gift from the students.

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Mike Markle welcomes the guests at the Academy banquet. land play by the Sullins Children’s Theater to keep us bus ' . Gina Clanton was a sweet Alice, and Mina Schmidt a very debonair White Rabbit. Joan Bailey, the Mad Hatter, and Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dum, Snookv and Lvnn, delighted the grade- school children at the afternoon performance. I wish you could read the cute letters the} wrote to the cast. Those letters were enough thanks for anyone. The Villagers put a romantic finish to the month with their Valentine dance the thirty-first. The dec- orations were simp]} ' beautiful! We entered the dining room by cutting right through the center of a heart, and inside we found hearts hanging just everywhere. [ere King’s— Bristol’s own— orchestra, played for the dance. It was nearly perfect! Even the weather was romantic— it looked like fairyland with the white snow and silver trees. The sledding was good too! We began to wonder if our semester tests had been true, but, oh, woe is me, we soon found that they were— grades, you know. The line in front of Dean Metts’ office grew. Then, off to a new start, we began the second semester. You know, I think that week-end after tests was the most peaceful yet. I wonder who the Walking Man is? On February ninth. Dr. C. J. Hambro spoke at Tennessee High about the United Nations Organiza- tion. It ' s something we should all know more about, and he certainly seems to be an authority on the sub- ject. On Thursday before Valentine ' s Day we had the loveliest dinner by candle-light. Everybody had stars in her eyes, and the post office was overflowing with packages and Valentine cards. alentine’s Day at Sullins surely was a treat! Flowers, candy, jewelry, and happy faces showed that somebody loves us. The hall boys were busy for days carrying out floral boxes. The} didn’t even have time to sing I Wanta Be Loved. Valentine’s Eve those of us who weren’t lucky enough to have our Valentines with us trooped to the Hut to the Commercial Club party. Honestly, it was a riot! Dottie Martin won the coveted door prize, a telephone call to her Valentine, and I ' ll bet she made use of it right quickly. Much to Bobbie’s embarrassment Aleece won the cake-walk, but you know, I don’t think she was really too much worried about it. Miss Loyless surprised us by winning the egg-and-spoon race— she beat Miss Liles! Mildew and Pat won the three-legged race. And this beats everything. B. J. Cason won the pie- eating contest. As a reward, what did she get?— a cherry pie! Oh, I almost forgot another big event of fhe day. T he Spanish Club had a movie in the little theater. So Ends Our Night. The advertisement in chapel in the morning was enough to make anyone want to see it. Gloria and B. J. made good looking caballeros, didn ' t they? Anyway, we had to see the movie just to be loyal. After all, wasn’t Margaret Sullavan a Sullins girl? The Academy banquet was held about this time. They’re going to help make a lovely junior class next year. It was hard to realize how fast time was going. V e began to treasure even minute. Such a time of the year to get Spring fever, but that’s exactly what we did. We got letters from home saying, The skiing and sledding are wonderful! Wish you were here.” We were running down-town in suits. Remember the day Jane Truax decided to take a sun- bath on the ramp. It was a little cool, but she was determined! We all began to enjoy the new student parlor right outside the dining room. The seniors bought a lovely radio-phonograph combination, and the state clubs donated records. It was so nice to be able to listen to some real]} good music before we went into the dining room for supper. That was, of course, after we heard all the soap operas of the day. The basketball teams organized and began practices in earnest. Every night at ten o’clock there was a scramble to the gym to work out. After all, we were getting ready to play V. I. Dr. Martin’s Birthday Dr. Martin had a birthday the twenty-first, and we all wished him the happiest year ever. He celebrated by having his dinner with the Junior Class officers and the members of the Mardi Gras Court as guests at the birthday table. In our minds Dr. Martin was just that much younger. The annual Hoofprints Club Tea was Dr. Martin’s pride. Dot Cowden, the club president, presented a birthday cake to him, and he, like the good sport he is.

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The Villagers entertain us with a beautiful tea. I guess there were other kinds of memories in February too, because I ' m Looking Over a Four Leaf Clover came back after a great many years. It was popular along with The Best Things in Life Are Free and Francis Craig ' s new Beg Your Pardon. The journalism students took a count of favorite orchestra leaders and singers, and we found that Vaughn Monroe is really the favorite. The girls picked him for his voice as well as his orchestra. I ' ll never forget how we all loved his Ballerina. And remember Peggy Lee ' s Golden Earrings? Tex Beneke and King Cole were favorites, and the girls who went to the W. and L. Fancy Dress came back sighing over Elliot Lawrence. There were some cute little sayings going around school about this time — “Well, bless your little pointed head” and “Howdy, Lu-ky.“ I an Garber’s orchestra plavs for the 194 Prom. Graduation recitals are a feature of May. In March little signs of spring began to pop out. and with them, spring fever. Remember the day Sarah came to Spanish class with the first flower of spring? While some students were chasing bugs and other things as well, the rest of us were just chasing. All kinds of tests and term papers were due, but we were always finding good “psychological excuses to get outside. The V illagers had their annual tea at Martha Boswell’s home. It was lovely! There was a breath of the old Irish— the punch bowl and table were dec- orated with gorgeous green and white carnations. The punch was even green! Everybody fell in love with the den— we all decided it would be a perfect place to entertain a date. The academy took advantage of the feeling with their annual dance. Remember how good the dance was last year? They even topped that this year! The Sulims Players allowed us to rest up a little after Mardi Gras. Then they began to troup Alice in Wonderland. They really became experts— scenery went up in a hurry, make-up and costumes were put on, and the play was on! Poor Ginny with her mush- room and Lucy with her teapot had quite a time with props, but it was a peck of fun! Dorothy Thompson came to Bristol in March, and we enjoyed her talk so much. “In Your Easter Bonnet” “Gonna take a Sentimental Journey. What does that remind you of? Uh-huh, we began to think of going home again! We decided now that we rather liked the six-day week since it meant we could have a whole week at home for spring holidays. We counted days, then hours, and finally, all of a sudden it was here— the twenty-fourth. We packed our Easter outfits and headed home. The Easter bunny was happy to see us, we hope, and we certainly were glad to see it. Then we waved goodbye and came trotting back