Sweet Briar College - Briar Patch Yearbook (Sweet Briar, VA)

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Briar Battl) JEAN FRANCES STOCKDALE SWATHMORE, PA. . I. Mils linractfristics are so novel that it seems difficult to deteraiiue on any ijiedominating one. Her attempt to make an ascension to lieaven by means of tlie land of tlie fourth dimension you will agree is novel. A propensity for classes of which she is the sole member again marks her as singular in ambition. We are shown glimpses of her talent for piano playing on evenings when Chemistry lab has proven irksome, and she wishes to work off her feelings. 24 Track Team, 10121013, I!)I3- 11114, ini4-l!ll5, ini.5-initi; Vicc- I ' ri ' siilent Pennsylvania C ' lul). 1913- 11114, 1914-191.5; Head of Lake Day, 1013: Vice-President of Class of 1016, 1912-1913: Mistress of Wardrobe for final play, 1013; Senior Basket-Bali Team, 101,5- lOKi; Wearer of the S. B.: Edi- torial Staff of Briar Patch, 1014- lOlo. • T • » • »

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' ww-n Briar Batch REBECCA S T U T H A R T S V I I, L E, S. C. .J2.5 Union Street lONTCiOMEKV, Al,.V. Vice-President of Dramatic ., 1914-1915: .luniiii-Freshman Bas- ket-Bali Team, 1912-1913, 1914 1915; Senior-Sophomore Basket Ball Team, 1913-1914, 1915-191l Senior Basket-Bail Team, 1915 1916; Member of tlie Merry Jesters: President of Jlerry Jesters, 1915-191G: Class His torian, 1913-1914: Social Com mittee of Y. V. C. A., 1914-1915 Chairman Cofiperative Committee, 1914-1915. To tbose who know Becky at all no setting forth of her charms and powers seem necessary. Gracious and lovely, Becky dances her way into the hearts of all. We wonder if she whispers to the acids of the Chemistry lab how to turn this way or that. No doubt the butterfly she draws in Biology bas taugbt her liis secrets of flitting hither and tliither. In French Beclsy tried to malte us tbinls she had met her Waterloo. I)ut again proves charmingly unexpected by passing off in one exam worlc which five others in the same subject could not accomplish. 23

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Brtar Bate!) VOLUTION KXTHACTS FROM THE DIARY OF 191f! FRESHMAX YEAR September, 1912. Dear little book, how glad I am that I have you to confide all nn- sweet secrets to ! There is no one here to whom I can open my heart as I can to you, my diary, and I am afraid that in the next four years I shall feel the need of unburdening myself more than once, for I realize that I shall experience many sorrows mingled with tjie joys. This is my first year away from home, my Freshman year at Sweet Briar College. At last I am face to face with tiie Great Unknown I How romantic that sounds! I thrill all over as I write it. lother and I just arrived this afternoon and have not yet had time to go over the campus, but everything looks beautiful to me. The scenery really surpasses any I ' ve ever seen before, and the college buildings are lovely. The girls look nice, but, oh, so strange ! If there were only one familiar face among them all. Mother is going early to-morrow. I wish she wouldn ' t. My roommate seems nice, but I ' m afraid that I shall never be very congenial with her. I had hoped that we would be chums , mv roommate and I. lother has gone. I can scarcely see the words for the tears tliat will come into my eyes in spite of my efl ' orts to keep them back. Oh, I shall not come back after Christmas ! I never could stick it out even for a wiiole year. How unhappy I am ! I went to Miss Benedict to-day to see whether or not I could change room- mates. She told me to wait a week, and that if I still wanted to change then I might. There are so many hardships in life. I hope tliat I may face them bravely, but it ' s rather hard to — when, oh, when — oh, I can ' t write it! I have decided not to change roommates after all. Mine improves upon acquaintance. We liave decided to be friends. A Senior spoke to me to-day. Siie didn ' t say much, just, Excuse me, but life seems brighter some way. She is very beautiful and so athletic ! 25