Weaver College - Mountaineer Yearbook (Weaverville, NC)

Text from Pages 1 - 114 of the 1920 volume:

BREVARD COLLEG Gift of Von B. Hamrick, Jr. James A. Jones Library Brevard, North Carolina 28712 The Mountaineer Published by the Senior Class Weaver College Weaverville, N. C. Class of i g 20 Illustrations from photographs by H. W. Pelton, Asheville, N. C. Contents Foreword , History of Weaver College c Dedication In Memory of Chas. R. Moore Board of Trustees Senior Class Junior Class Sophomore Class Freshman Class Sub-Freshman Class Preparatory Department Societies Clubs Athletics Jokes Advertisements 9 9 14 20 40 48 52 55 57 68 78 85 94 97 [57 • •• • ■ • •• • •• ■ • • • • • ♦ • • • • • • • • ■ • • 51 ; ♦ f IS II l The Editor ' s Foreword ft f T « .;. « •: We have endeavored in this volume to record some of ♦.•• ♦ • the happier incidents of the spirit and life of Weaver. I . ; ; ♦: :• ♦: We send it forth, hoping these things will be pleasant to ? ♦• - - , , • .  remember hereafter. It is our first attempt to get out ♦ . . 2 an Annual for Weaver, and we are sure it is not perfect. :• £ St A a ? But those who have come up through the great trihula- 3 ♦ v . - T I : tion of making a Year Book will be generous enough to ; ♦: A ... iii  • • • . . forgive our imperfections. We trust all other readers , , will be merciful I ' : %% If Bi 4 •: •: •:•♦♦•: ♦•:••:• .••: : :••:• ? :••: ' •: •: ' •:• :•♦•:••:••:• :• :••: : : •: ♦-: •. ♦ : History of Weaver College The first session of the Weaverville School was held in the Conference House. This building was erected for the meeting of the Holston Annual Conference which convened at Weaverville in 1836. A neighborhood school was conducted in this rude structure until 1854, when patronage had grown to such an extent that a new frame building was erected and known as Temperance Hall. At this time the school be- came a boarding school and drew patronage from the mountain section. This building was destroyed by fire in 1872. In the same year, largely through the efforts of the local community, a brick building was erected, and the school was chartered as a college. In 1883 the property was deeded to the Methodist Episcopal Church, South, and since that time has been conducted as one of the institutions of the church. In 1912 the school was reorganized as a, Junior College, and the curriculum was arranged accordingly. The diploma of the school admits the graduates of Weaver College to the Junior Class of standard colleges without examination. In 1915 the General Assembly of North Carolina granted the college a new charter, greatly enlarging its powers and privileges. The college is now controlled by a board of trustees, consisting of fifteen members nominated by the board of trustees and elected by the Western North Carolina Conference. For forty years this school has been a leader in moulding public opinion, in direct- ing the intellectual life, and in disseminating a larger culture throughout the western section of North Carolina and her influence has been felt through all the Southern States. Her larger history is written in the useful lives of hundreds of men and women who have gone out from her doors to enrich the life of the nation. Every lover of learning is proud of the record of the past and looks forward to greater things in the future for the college on the mountain top. [5] ♦ ♦ ♦ Dedication TO t Marion Ale xander Yost To a True Friend and Safe Counselor WHO GENEROUSLY CAVE HIMSELF THROUGH MANY YEARS | OF UNSELFISH AND LOVING SERVICE TO f Weaver College ♦ AND WHO SENT OUT STUDENTS 1 WITH KINDER AND MORE VALIANT HEARTS AND WITH HIGHER IDEALS WE DEDICATE THIS SIMPLE VOLUME IN TOKEN OF $ OUR APPRECIATION AND LOVE ... .;. $ .;. .;. .;. , : . .;, ... ... .;. ... ... .j. ... ... ... ... ... ... „,. ... t .. q ; ;- :- ; , ; : ; ♦ Marion A. Yost (Sketch) Marion Alexander Yost was born in Wytheville, Virginia, in 1856. He is a graduate from Emory and Henry College, receiving his A. B. degree in 1883. In the fall of that same year he entered Asbury Academy, in Virginia, where he taught for one year. In September of 1884 he came to Weaver College, where he remained for two years as professor of Latin and Greek. After a year ' s absence as teacher at St. Charles College, Missouri, he returned to Weaver College. Here he has remained through a period of thirty-five years and given the best of his life. In 1888 he was made President of the College, which position he filled faithfully for ten years. At the end of this period he resigned as President on account of the heavy work and responsibility; for though doing the work of a conscientious President, he still did the full work of a professor. However, after his resignation, he remained as instructor in Latin and Greek. In 18 0 he was married to Miss Alice Hoofnagle, a fine christian, cultured woman of Abingdon, Virginia. At that time she had charge of the music and art departments of the College. In the Spring of 1915, Professor Yost suffered a break-down in health and had to give up his work the remainder of the term. During the four following years he retained his position as teacher of the higher Latin classes, but at the end of the Spring term of 1919 he gave up all his work as professor. During the past year when his health has permitted he has taught the Baraca Class. Words seem poor when we try to tell what Professor Yost has been to this insti- tution. But in the heart of many a father and mother in our Carolina mountains there dwells a deep and beautiful sentiment of love and gratitude for this great and good man, whose life and teachings had much to do with the shaping of their purposes and ideals in life. When the old boys come back to Weaver from their rushing, busy life out in the world, they love to go down to his home by the old Camp Ground and share with him their joys and successes. May many years yet be given to this faithful man, who has given so much to us. [7] Chas. R. Moore Tin fll emor OF MR. CHARLES R. MOORE A Faithful Trustee AND A Generous and Loyal Friend TO Weaverville AND Weaver College WEAVER COLLEGE D. S. HOGG, A. B. President David Stephen Hogg (Biographical Sketch) On Mnrch the seventh, 1920, Air. Hogg was thirty-six years old. He is the son i n large plantation owner who at one time was one of the chief land holders in Mississippi. Governor Hogg of Texas was a cousin of Mr. Hogg ' s, the same father bringing up the Governor and Mr. Hogg ' s father. Mr. Hogg ' s birthplace is in Severe County at Horatio, Arkansas. He is a graduate of Emory and Henry College. While a student there, he received many honors and was always a leader among the students. He was a member of the Interstate Quartette. After his graduation at Emory and Henry he attended the University of Chicago. In 1912 Mr. Hogg was elected to the chair of Bible and English in Chamberlain- Hunt, Port Gibson, Miss. In 1014 he held the chair of English in Southern College, Sutherland, Fla. In 1916 he was elected head of English department in Iron Mountain, Mich. In 1917 Mr. Hogg held the position of head of the Mathematical Department in the Ga ry Schools, one of the most noted school systems in the world. In 1918 Mr. Hogg was elected head of the Academy of Emory and Henry, where he conducted one of the most successful years in the history of the school. In 1919 he was elected President of Weaver College. Mr. Hogg has conducted a successful year here this year. He is an earnest Christian and a tireless builder of character, coming into personal contact with each student. He is standing on firm and solid Christian principles and raises the ideals of all who associate with him. The ability, resourcefulness, tact and great enthusiasm with which he hr.s taken up his work here need no commendation from us. Mr. Hogg Is a member of the Chicago Math Club, one of the strongest clubs in the country. For years he has been an ardent church worker and holds the unusual record of working for Proh.bition in every state he has lived in and of seeing that state go dry. In 1914 he was married to Miss Catherine Winspear Moss of Ohio. The Presi- dent ' s family consists of two little boys, one is three years old and the other will be five in June. [12] THE MOUNTAINEER EDITORIAL STAFF Board of Trustees OFFICERS OF BOARD H. A. Dunham. Chairman Asheville, N. C. Edwin Gill, Secretary.. Asheville, N. C. C. W. Brown, Treasurer Asheville, N. C. 1920— J. J. Nichols, Frank S. Smith, S. P. Burton 1921— Dr. J. M. Crawford. J. B. Lotspeich, C. F. Bland 1922— Dr. Dan Atkins, J. M. Queen, Edwin Gill 1923— H. A. Dunham, C. W. Brown, Dr. E. K. McLarty 192-1 — C. E. Chambers, C. G. Lee, Glenn Palmer [ 14 | AIRS. D. S. HOGG, A.B. Vice-President (University of Chicago, College of Music, Southern, Art School in Cincinnati, School of Expression, Curry School, and Indianapolis) Instructor in Art and Expression MR. JAMES W. MOSS Secretary and Treasurer of Weaver College [15] LASSAPHINE REEVES, A.B. (Trinity College, Summer School at Peabody Normal) Instructor in English and English Literature T. O. DFiADERICK, A.B. and A.M. (University of Tennessee, one year in the Universities of Leipzig and Berlin, Professor of Latin and Greek in University of Tennessee eleven years) Professor of Latin and French [16] THOMAS ESKRIDGE, A.B. (Emory and Henry College ) Professor of Biology. Physics and Chemistry AIRS. L. W. HERRING (Industrial Institute and Normal, Mississippi; Summer Normals at University of Mississippi) Instructor in Perforatory Department [17] MRS. WYLIE RIFFLE (Ohio Metropolitan College of Music; Klaustameyer ' s School of Music) Instructor in Voice and Piano JOHN L. DRISCOLL, A.B. (Washington and Lee; Assistant in English) Professor of Mathematics MARY GILES, A.B. (Howard College) Instructor in History and Education [18] K 9 ; i • Hk - r I t rf i H I - j ■■ . ' MR ' ' - • ' , ' J ' ' - ; 555. MASTER JAMES MOS S HOGG Senior Class Colors Green and If kite Motto Veritas omnia vincit Flower White Rose CLASS OFFICERS Brigman, Floyd A.__ President Hardestv, Deon . Vice-President Pox, Louise c secretary Greene, Tulius A T I reasurer Hipps, Lucille M u- ,. ■ Historian Jones, Woodson B Prophet Brigman, Floyd A p ( Greene, Julius A. Fox, Louise Hardesty, E. Deon Jones, Woodson B. Jones, Ralph W. Hipps, Lucile M. Wilson. G. Watson Brigman, Floyd A. McElroy, John H. Reagan, Frank W. Hardesty, Nina R. Secrest, Hovle D. Willis, Harold B. Sunset and eve nitty star. And clouds of royal blue, O. let there be no sadness here If hen I have done my do. [20 1 FLOYD A. BRIGMAN Biltmore, N. C. Sand Hill High School; entered Weaver College 1917; Delphian Literary Society; Junior debate; won debater ' s improvement medal ; in France with A. E. F. in 1918. Re-entered Weaver College 1919; President of Delphian Literary Society; In- ter-Collegiate debate ; Vice-President of Epworth League ; Literary Club ; President of Senior Class ; Varsity Basket ball. Big Boy — Always late for everything — except social hour. Also very musical, being extremelv fond of the Uke. A living example of the old adage, Still waters run deep. [21] ANNE LOUISE FOX West Asheville, N. C. Entered Weaver College Prep, department 1914; Euterpean Literary Society, Marshal, Treasurer, President, Secretary, Critic. Won medal in reading contest in 1917; on tennis team 1918-19. Literary Editor Mountaineer. Foxy. Why does she smile so much ? Answer. To show her dimples. 1 put nil my troubles down in tin- bottom of my heart, thru sit u the lid tin ' smile. [22] JULIUS A. GREEN Thomasville, N. C. Thomasville High School; Delphian Literary So- ciety, President, Vice-President, and Secretary; won in every foot race on field day in 1918; won in dou- ble tennis tournament ; Captain Varsity football team; Manager Varsity baseball team; Treasurer Senior Class; Secretary Literary Club; Treasurer Weaver College Athletic Association ; Business Manager of Mountaineer Tennis Club. Judy — The most ADVANCE-d boy in school. Life is but a little span. Out of it get all you can. Whenever work and play collide, Seize play, and put cold work aside. [23] E. DEON HARDESTY Newport, N. C. First entered Weaver College 1913; Cliosophic Literary Society; winner Improvement Declamation medal 1014; Improvement Debater ' s medal 1915- 16; Debater ' s medal 1916-17; was in France with the A. E. F. in 1918; re-entered Weaver College 1919; Vice-President, Secretary, Chairman of Com- mittee on Ways and Means, Cliosophic Literary So- ciety ; President of Literary Club. D — Nature might stand up and say to .III the world, this was a man. [24] NINA HARDESTY New Port, N. C. West Durham High School; Euterpean Literary Society, Secretary. Treasurer, Vice-President, Com- mittee of Ways and Means, Critic; Assistant Liter- ary Editor of Mountaineer. The innerside of every cloud is ever bright and shining ; I therefore turn my clouds about .hid always wear them inside out, To show the silver lining. She has been with us only during our senior year, but in that time we have learned to love her.— C. Kendall for references. [25] MARY LUCILE HIPPS Canton, N. C. Canton Hi ih School; Mnemosynean Literary Society ; President, Vice-President, Secretary ; Bas- ket ball ; Manager of basket ball ; member of Ath- letic Council; Vice-President of Tennis Club; Sec- retary of Senior Class. Cile — Truthful and almost sternly just. Impulsive, earnest, prompt to act. And make her generous thought a fact. [26] RALPH JONES Asheville, N. C. Woodfin High School; Cliosophic Literary Soci- ety ; President, Secretary, Chairman of Committee of Ways and Means ; Inter-Society debate ; De- bater ' s Improvement medal; Inter-Collegiate debate; Varsity Basket Ball; Tennis Club; Literary Club. Borneo — Motto: Live while you live, for when you die you are dead. And thoui h vanquished, he could argue still. [27] WOODSON B. JONES Del Rin, Tenn. Entered Sophomore 1916; Delphian Literary So- ciety, President 1917; awarded medal for improve- ment in debate ; spoke in Inter-Society debate at Commencement; again entered as a Senior 1919; Secretary Delphian Literary Society; Bachelor ' s Club; Literary Club; Debater ' s medal 1919-20. W. B. — He expounds the unproved theory: Tis better to have hived and lost, than never to have loved at all. [28] JOHN H. McELROY Marshall, N. C. Marshall High School; Cliosophic Literary Soci- ety, Vice-President, Secretary, Critic, Chairman Committee on Ways and Means; Inter-Collegiate dehate ; Literary Club; Manager of Football team; Athletic Council; Advertising Hanager of Moun- taineer. Johnnie — better known to the fairer sex as Con- ceit. Ten o ' clock usually finds him singing in front of the dormitory on his way from — ? His favorite is, Don ' t Cry, Little Girl, Don ' t Cry. And still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew. 29] FRANK W. REAGAN Weaverville, N. C. High School Department at Weaver College; Delphian Literary Society, Secretary, Critic, Cen- sor; champion in tennis, in doubles and singles, 1017-18 and 1918-19; Varsity Baseball team 1919- 20. High-Pockets — Favorite theme of conversation — Canton. He hud good nature und good judgment. And to spite it all, lie hud good wit. [30] HOYLE SECREST Monroe, X. C. Union Institute; entered Weaver as Junior 1018; Delphian Literary Society, President, Vice-Presi- dent, Censor ; President Epworth League ; Varsity Basket Ball; Literary Club; President Tennis Club; Bachelor ' s Club. Long Distance — Postman and a leading light among the ladies. ne ' er could any luster see In eves that ivould not look on inc. [31 ] _ ' .■ P fe % |J A 1 tea 1 ■ ' ■ HAROLD B. WILLIS Weaverville, N. C. Lexington High School; Cliosophic Literary So- ciety, President, Secretary, Chairman of Committee on Ways and Means; winner Da) ' Dehate medal; Alternate on Inter-Collegiate debate; President Junior Class 1919; Editor-in-Chief of Moun- taineer. Willie — The hoy who always knew his lessons without having to study them; the baby of the class in years, though far from babyish in intellect. does not pay to worry; Things are bound to happen anyway. [32] G. WATSON WILSON Nebo, N. C: Nebo High School; Rutherford College; entered Weaver College 1919; Cliosophic Literary Society, Secretary, President ; Varsity Football team ; Lit- erary C lub ; Bachelor ' s Club. Buck — Our jolliest Senior. Never loses his temper — even en the football field (?). The man worth while is the man with a smile. II lien, everything goes dead wrong. [33] Senior Class Poem The Sea-Shell Tossed by the restless waves, That roll the white foam on the strand, Once a little sea-shell lay, Half buried by the sand. The shell was colored like the sand, And who could ever guess What pearly beauty lay beneath Its outward ugliness? A pink that vanished into white, A white that changed to blue, A blue that melted into green, With silver shining through. It must have dreamed of skies and flowers, And glistening frost and dews, To paint upon its narrow walls Such dainty, changeful hues. How many things there are in life. Dull to the outward show? And if we do not look beneath, We surely cannot know, Among the treasures God has placed Here is this world of men, How many a hidden faultless pearl. How many a perfect gem. [34] Prophecy of the Class of 1920 Del Rio, Tennessee, May 4, 1940. Rev. Floyd A. Brigman, Shanghai, China. Dear Brig: Since realizing the fact that this is the twentieth anniversary of our celehrated graduation from Weaver College, I have been thinking a great deal of the old college days, when we had no greater business troubles than that of trying to raise money to pay our drug store and cafe bills. Since you have been spreading the gospel in the Orient a great many changes have taken place in this world-famed country, which I suppose you still call home, even though we are still under a Democratic administration — which I know you regret with all the bitterness of your heart. All the boys and girls whom we knew in our college days have given their fifteen rahs, waved the black and gold pennant, and passed from the stage of college frivolities and bubble blowing to that of concrete facts and treacherous business propositions. Perhaps you would be interested to know of the success of our unsurpassed class of 1920. Ralph Jones has made even greater success than we expected, though probably not as great as he expected. He has risen from the rank of a ten minute speaker in the Cliosophic Society, and is now a prominent lawyer, pleading either for right or wrong in our courts of justice. He and Florence are as devoted as they were twenty years ago, and without a radical change no lawyer will ever have the opportunity of pleading a divorce suit for either of them. Julius Green is no longer calling signals on a football squad, or fumbling a base- ball on third, but, through constant and faithful effort, he has become a leader in the great business world of today ; and if you should ever decide to stop preaching you might be able to secure a position as one of his traveling salesmen. Lucile Hipps, the man hater of twenty years ago, after a short vacation from the monotony of school life, fell suddenly and desperately in love, and matrimonv was the result. Thus Weaverville and Canton lost a valuable matrimonial advisor, and Wash- ington, D. C, gained an important addition to high society circles. Deon Hardesty, noted for being the most pertinacious debater in our class, is still debating. After many unsuccessful attempts he finally debated his way to matrimony, and will probably debate his way into heaven. He is, however, at present a prominent lawyer in Durham, N. C, and has good prospects for being the next judge of his judi- cial district. Harold Willis, famed while in college for his ability to write advertising posters for a baseball game, has long since ceased to use his ability with the crayon and brush in such mall business and has gone after bigger game. Even though he is still without the aid, or detriment, of a wife he is one of New York ' s most popular architects — espe- cially in air castle building. [35] Frank Reagan early abandoned the idea of being a famous baseball star ; but he did not surprise his many friends when soon after his graduation he married the ' sweetheart of his youth; but even this great handicap has not prevented him from rising to a prom- inent place in business as well as in society circles. Nina Hardesty, after her graduation at Weaver, took an extended course domestic? science at Columbia University. In 1824 she returned tn h„ n A Ai In 1824 she returned to her old Alma vt„,. u u l - wwohj,. ,, loi -r MC returned to ner old Mater, where she became a popular and efficient teacher in the greater Weaver She sphere of ™rvic hm f ° U d h niehe in this ' g reat a footSrTam T T 1?°™ J - SCh001 Buck ' is no lon g er P 1 nter ™ a football team. But he tackles a business proposition in quite the same spirit that he once went through an opposing line on the gridiron. He is still a bachelor and from ™£T t thCre Wl11 ° t0 ™ °™ — hen Z Louise Fox, who has always been noted for doing the unexpected, gave her friends terioT,? e r PnSe ° f thei ' VeS When She Suddenl ' P lu S ed int0 «= dark -d mvs- terious sea of matrimony. She is now sailing happily down the rough stream of 1 fe I not Sf g r hEr u XCept the Change ° f St ' IeS ' and this worries her becaus e they do not change often enough. - John McEIroy. whose ambition has always been to be one of the greatest criminal lawyers ,n America, has not yet reached his goal, and in all probability he neve 11 A fter four years at Harvard, he received his degree of LL.D. with great disti, c ton He ,s at present one of North Carolina ' s most prominent lawyers! d ' ' °n. I was about to forget our old Delphian brother, Hoyle Secrest. He continued his school work for two years at Chapel Hill; and you will be surprised to learn that he finally gave up his ambition for political preferment and settled down into a toler- ably contented life as a farmer. His former ambition seizes him at times but the country life and the great economic changes that have taken place in agr cu ture mak ThrnLtZfi 1 ' l ? Stl ' membCr f g00d Sta,ldin - 0f the Bachelor ' s Union. I he nearest I have ever been to matrimony was in 1920, when it was reported at school that I was married But I am perfectly contented and am helping to feed the world by producing corn, beans, and potatoes Give my very best regards to Hester. our old class-mate, Woodson B. Jones. [36 A Mountain Day Mountains outlined ' gainst a pale gold sky, Rose-leaf clouds on the topmost peaks, A mocking-bird ' s song from the heart of the trees, The day has dawned. Thick dark shades, and an odor of pine, An idler lying beneath the trees, Clouds drift in a sea of blue, ' Tis afternoon. A sky swift changing from gold to gray, Shadows and gleams on the purple hills, A warm sweet breeze from scented fields, Twilight has come. A wide clear sky with a thousand stars, The plaintive cry of a whip-poor-will, Fireflies dancing on meadow and hill, The day is done. [37] SNAP-SHOTS MASTER DAVID JAMES HOGG [39] Junior Class A I OTTO Onward Colors Purple and White Flower Violet CLASS OFFICERS Smith, Georce President Swing, Hester Vice-President Wilson, Lott:e Secretary Rollins Thomas Treasurer Yost , Sarah Poet Wilson, Helen Historian Secrest, Vance Wilson, Lottie Wilson, Helen Smith, George Walser, Raymond Lefler, Bayne Ratledge, Annie Helms, Claud Howev, Dewev Yost, Sarah Mitchel. Florence Palmer, Hattie Leggett, Thelma Richardson, W. B. Ramsey, Harry Cleveland, Harold Wright, Rose Rector, Tacoma McKinney, Dwight McKinney, Worth Rollins. Thomas Sitton, Philip Kendall, Charles Thompson, Neill Swing, Hester Arledge, Arkansas Junior Class Poem Here ' s to the class uf twenty-one ; Our We aver work is nearly done ; The happy days we ' ve spent together In wind and rain and pleasant weather Are soon to end. Soon we ' ll leave these ivied walls, This oaken grove, these classic halls That for so many years have spread Their influence bright, and light have shed Among the hills. One year longer we may stay, Foundations strong and firm to lay; As the twig is bent, the tree ' s inclined, This sage remark let ' s keep in mind Through every day. For future years, we now prepare ; Perform each task with thought and care. Our friendships too, we must not slight, As they will be a pure delight In coming years. When we our last days here have spent, Each one will follow his natural bent; Some will doctors, nurses, lawyers be, While ethers teach across the sea The Word of God. Success, perhaps, is not for all, For by the wayside some may fall Who failed in willingness to grasp Flic less.:r.s taught them in the past In college halls. [42] So, while we follow up the gleam In urban rush, by country stream, Our Alma Mater let us aid; Our debt to her must be repaid, Her due reward. And when our leeks are silver grey, Our former friends have passed away, And life has yielded its full measure ; These days we ' ll think of then with pleasure Until the end. Sarah C. Yost. [43] Junior Class History In the fall term of 1916 we entered Weaver College as Freshmen and began the tight for that dear old Sheep skin. Our path has not always been an easy one but we have strived to climb over the difficult places and we feel that success is now in sight. We are proud of the fact that we are so well represented in the speaking line. In our ranks are to be found men who have taken honors in declamation and oratory; one of our class was a member of the Inter-Collegiate Debating Team. We are also proud of the record our class has made in athletics. Nine of our men were on the Football Team, we also furnished three men for Baseball. Members of our class were to be found on the girls ' and boys ' Basketball teams. So you see vt have entered in all phases of college life. The above will suffice for the history of the class as a whole. We will now turn and see something that each individual has achieved while here. First, behold the president of the Junior Class, George Smith! Timid and re- served is he, yet he is strong in intellect and will power, a favorite among the teachers and girls — but he is a woman hater. He doesn ' t believe in a Co-ed College and is always saying to the boys, Let ' s don ' t let the girls root us out. George has made a splendid record both in class-room and on the athletic field. He was a star football player and won a rep for Weaver; he was also Captain of the boys ' basket ball team. Feiv hearts beat like his, ivith virtue warmed, Few heads with knowedge so informed. Hester Swing, commonly known as Hess, is Vice-President of our class. She is a true friend to all, and not one swayed by public opinion. She takes great interest in athletics, especially in basket ball, and more so in tennis when she sees a chance to play with Big Boy. Her highest ambition is to be the mistress of a parsonage and its contents. Worth McKinney : This member of our class has a very appropriate name, Worth. Worth? what ' s he worth? Is he worth while? Worth? — Well, he ' s worth his weight in gold to the Junior Class in many ways. He ' s worth more than we could ever tell you when it comes to athletics. He ' s worth a great deal to his Lit- erary Society. It ' s worth a great deal to know him and it ' s worth more to Weaver College to own him. Worth — worth what? Worth ten beans at a Bachelors ' Auc- tion. Worth? Well, really, I guess he ' s worth while. Hattie Palmer: Small in stature is our curly-haired, good-natured, modest Hattie Judging from appearance, you would think she was very quiet, but looks, you know, are sometimes deceptive, which is true in this case. She isn ' t always quiet, but likes a joke and fun as well as any one. She is a favorite among the students, especially the opposite sex. Hattie is no book-worm by any means, and doesn ' t worry over even those Difficult Physics problems. She has very sensitive ears and listens to every call. Of course, the call from some quarters rings clearer and stronger than from [44] ethers. Frcm Trinity it is a Clarion. When it comes to basket ball, Hattie is always on the job. Her hair is golden, her eyes are blue. She is athletic, through and through. W. B. Richardson, whose nickname is Jazz, is the physicist of the class. When we want a physics experiment, we always go to him. Had he been present at the cre- ation, I ' m sure he would have given some useful hints for the better ordering of the universe. He takes an active part in athletics ard in society work as well. He is a hard worker and one of the most brilliant in the class. Tacoma Rector: Tacoma, better knewn as Rec, is renowned for being; three things: A good sport in athletics, a wonderful musician, and a first class housekeeper. She is especially trl°nted in music, and her highest ambition is to be able t3 sin? like — . Her favorite song is Johnnie ' s in Town. We have been informed that Rec in- tends to pursue an advanced course in — we know not what, but we surmise that in this advanced course she will major in matrimony. B. W. Lefler is one of the preachers of the class, and he is a good fellow all round. V n practiced he to fawn or seek for power By doctrines fashioned to the varying hour. His favorite pastime on Monday afternoens is doing charitable deeds for needv neighbors, provided Helen goes along. And we wonder if he won ' t find her an indis pensable companion when he launches his little skiff on life ' s sea. .Arkansas Arledge: We do not know a irreat deal about this member of our diss, since she joined cur happv band only at the beginning of the spring term. Whether or not she will remain with us and fight to a finish, we do not know, for she has an eager desire to beccme a dentist, and thus to relieve her fellow mortals from disease and pain. Charles Kendall, better known as Big Kendall, is the most reserved of all the Junior boys. He is never known to say very much, even during social hour when t-lking to Nina, but always thinks before he talks. He is a great athlete, more inter- ested in football than any other game. These few chosen words may be well app ' ied to him : He s too busy to be making a noise. Florence Mitchell, pretty, brown-eyed Florence, whose heart is large, and who usually has a smile and kind word for every one- except when she is out of humor and that ' s seldom — unless, of course, she has had a quarrel with Ralph. Florence ' s favorite studies are Senior English and French. We wonder why? Postum — There ' s a reason. She is never known to study ether lessons, but these she gets perfectly. She ■s neither too good nor too bad, and all of us love to be with her. Strong of heart, but too weak to resist Cupid ' s piercing shaft. Philip Sitton, another one of our preachers and bachelor to he, is noted for talk- ing too long. When debating he always tells so many jokes or throws off so on the women that we hardly know when he has developed a point. He is a good sport in [45] football and, though he suffered a fractured knee in a football game, his enthusiasm for athletics has not waned. He is a right fielder in baseball. Besides these there are two things he can do well — yea, three: Preach, visit among his Hock, and tease. Let me present to you Annie Ratledge, familiarly known as Rat. Her philoso- phy of life is to be found in these words: hen joy and duty clash, Let duty go to smash. However Annie is a leader in tennis and made a good rep for Weaver as a for- ward on the basket ball team. Her nature is Aprilie, hut the sunny seasons are longer in duration and more frequent than the stormy ones. Dwight McKinney: Dwight is cur best declaimer, and for memorizing quota- tions in English — well, he can ' t be beat. When he is slack on any of his other lessons, he ' s ever saying, I was memorizing that quotation. He is always coming in the English class at the eleventh hour and has for an excuse, They didn ' t have dinner ready. His philosophy is, Don ' t climb mountains before you get to ' em. A maiden never bold; Of spirit so still and quiet that her motion Blush d at herself. This is Sarah Yost, the youngest member of our class, and our poet. The gods have lavishly bestowed their gifts and graces on her. She is not only a poet, but she was early distinguished for her musical ability, and we expect to hear great things of her in the future. Neill Thompson is a member of the Hungry Nine, whose motto is, Live to eat. His favorite pastime is going on picnics. He always wears a smile and pretends to want to win the favor of the girls, hut he lacks nerve. He is never known to earn- on a conversation without mentioning something about his naval experiences. He ' s got the naval brogue and the navy walk. He is especially interested in the Statue of Libert}-, and seeing that Justice is given to him. He thinks too little and talks too much. Lottie Wilson : One of our biggest gifts came to us last fall when Lottie entered Weaver. She is all genuine from head to toe. Indeed, there are so many good things to be said about Lottie that when we come down to sum them up we sigh for an add- ing machine. She is a scholar and a ripe and good one. If ith the reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance , foresight, strength and skill. Claude Helms is our politician; when a discussion arises in class, he is always given the floor, for it is known lie will take it. He has to be fully convinced on a subject before giving over. He was not known to take any interest whatsoever in Social hour until the second term, when the silent Spinks entered W. C. Then a [46] change came. As for picnics and afternoon strolls, there were never too many for him. He has a never ending line and sometimes he says something worth while. Of Rose Wright it may be said, She speaks, behaves, and acts just as she ought. She is the only Rose in our class and is therefore greatly admired. She is a leader in her classes and, owing to her sweet, gentle disposition, she has won all of her class- mates ' love and esteem. Helen Wilson: Here comes another of the Junior Class. She is of medium height, with big blue eyes and a dimple that plays over her face when Bayne is near — which is quite often. Helen has lots of friends and is a good student. She is going to be a school teacher — so she says — but Bayne is not the only one who does not be- lieve it. Last but not least is Thomas Rollins. He is one of the timid members of the class. He is not one to try to shine, but he delivers the goods when he has a mind to. He is always a gentleman, courteous, thoughtful and kind. Loyal hearted, strong of mind, A finer bo •hrrr ind. ' These are some of the attainments of our class, and we trust that these are but beginnings of far greater achievements by the Juniors. Helen Wilson. CO co u w o s o X PL, o CO Sophomore Class Motto Each for the other, and all for W . C. Colors Flower Blue and White Forget-me-not CLASS OFFICER S Justice, Marjo President Lotspeich, Katherine Vice-President Koonts, Allen Secretary Kendall, Jennings Treasurer CLASS ROLL Ader, Ruth Lotspeich, Katherine Robinson, George Black tock, Mildred Justice, Marjo Smith, Early Carter, Ollie Meares, Emily Taylor, Willie Funk, Eugene Morrow, Xeta West, Stanley Foreman, Nelson McGaha, Jacksie Veaver, Doris Jones, Nancy Parker, Lula Wright, John Koonts, Allen Pickens. Margaret Zachary, Thomas Kendall, J. Reeves, Gladys Zachary, James [49] Sophomore Class Poem We are the Sophomores, confident and free, Each for the other, and all for W. C. And with the aspiring we cast our lot. We take as our flower, the forget-me-not. Our class is a hand of noble young souls Who are ever striving for higher goals. When vacation time comes we shall wander at will, But not for long, for Weaver calls us still. Back to our work for two years more, Then we ' ll be launched on life ' s crowded shore. But for this scene, prepared we shall be, The fruits of our toil at old W. C. Nancy Jones [50] H O C C 5 3 u 53 w OS Freshman Class Motto Upward and Onward Colors Purple and If kite Flower Carnation CLASS OFFICERS McEachern. Joe President Smithdeal, Grace Vice-President Fdens, Gordon Secretary Spinks, Carrie Treasurer Aiken, Willie Ballard, Dare Bland, Mary Edens. Gordon Groves, Ruel Garrison, John CLASS ROLL Lemmond, Eugene McEachern, Joe Pearson, Bert Reeves, Lillian Smithdeal, Grace Shope, Bill Spinks, Carrie Spencer, Percy Tcague, Grace Teaguc, Elsie Weaver, Stanley Wagner, Catherine [53] SUB-FRESHMAN CLASS Sub-Freshman Class Colors Blue and Gold Motto Green but still growing Flower Pansy CLASS OFFICERS Dockings, Freno President Michael, Clare Vice-President Jones, Nathan Secretary Aiken, Margaret Aiken, Elery Joe Barrett, Hassie Baldwin, Roy Church, Irene Dockings, Freno Davis, Hay den English, Ava CLASS ROLL Garrison, Raymond Hipps, Nannie Jones, Nathan London. Ruby Medler, Alma Morrow, Eva Michael. Clare Pardue, Lucile Potts, Elsie Parker, Eleanor Peek, Ebbie Phillips, Carl Reagan. William Willis, Wren Whitaker, Herman Warlick, Leon Wells. Blanche [55 1 Preparatory Department Motto Live and Learn Colors Flower Yellow and White Daisy CLASS OFFICERS Ader, Olin President McElroy, Lawrence Vice-President Maney, Mabel Secretary Stamper, Hovi.e Treasurer Ader, Olin Boyd, Bettie Bibee, Troy Baker, Ada Mary Bradley, Leila Bryson, Annie Sue Carmichael, Lucile Cook, Frank Capps, Jennie Capps, Jessie Crump, J. P. Edwards, Clyde Ferguson, Lucile CLASS ROLL Garrett, Forest Garrett, Orville Garrett, Hattie Mae Green, Hirrm Green, Waldo Hardest} ' , Bridges Hendley, Walter Hutchinson, Helen Jones, Otho Lefler, Frank 1 indsey, Anna Burton Mancy, Mabel McEhoy, Lawrence McElroy, Pender Mooney, Alice Noland, Fay Ncland, Ruth Pickens, Lass Pickens, Frank Reagan, J( sephine Stamper, Hoyle Weaver, Elbert Weldon, John White, Jack Westall, Brannon [57] SNAP-SHOTS The College Escapades of Patrick O ' Toole By SARAH C. YOST synopsis: Mike O ' Toole, a wealthy ranchman in Montana, sends his son Pat to his Alma Mater, a typical Southern college. There Pat meets Skinny Mayrinski his room-mate and later his chum. He falls desperately in love with Miranda Doolittle. daughter of Dr. I. Doolittle, President of the college. Pat and Skinny swipe the refreshments at the Junior Banquet, thus winning the unwavering devotion of the Sophomores, ninety-nine demerits apiece, and the undying enmity of Dr. Doolittle. On the first floor, in the East wing of the boys ' dormitory, Pat and Skinny were trying very hard to think up something to do. A number of their friends were playing foot-ball but neither of these two had been fortunate enough to make the team. 1 wish we could go fishing, exclaimed Pat, and just then an idea popped into his ever busy brain. He seized his fishing pole, slipped a grain of corn on the hook, and let it dangle innocently out of the window. Now it happened that Dr. Doolittle ' s prize white leghorn rooster was walking sedately around the building in search of crumbs or some other dainty morsel to appease his ever-present appetite. Spying a grain of corn, he decided that this was his lucky day, when lo, a loud squawking arose. Pat quickly drew the frightened marauder into his room and released the hook. With shoe polish and red ink they painted the terrified rooster, who doubtless felt somewhat out of place in those surroundings. After having besmeared him well, the two boys, now hilarious with laughter, tied a placard to his neck with this inscription: Ain ' t life hell ? The President happened to be absent that week-end, so the boys were not afraid of his discovering it soon. In the meantime, Why Worry? A few nights later, Pat was sleeping soundly and peacefully on his little cot, otherwise he would have heard a subdued murmur in the hall. Six stalwart fellows entered, picked him up gently and proceeded to carry him, cot and all, to a conspicuous place in Dr. Doolittle ' s front yard. Pat slept through it all, only murmuring now and then, Miranda, Miranda. Now Miranda was the President ' s daughter, with whom he had become entranced. Just as day was breaking, he awoke, and stared dazedly around at his surroundings. Then with a light of understanding on his face, he hastily folded up the cot, and ran at top speed to the dormitory. He went noiselessly tlin ugh the hall and carefully opened the door to his room. Fortunately, Skinny was [ 60 ] still asleep, s. quickly he get into his cot and waited for the bell, rejoicing that he had waked in time. He and the dog were thereafter steadfast friends. During the ensuing days, an unusually thoughtful expression overspread the fat, good natured face of Pat. He suspected that Skinny was at the hi tt m of this, and as plotting revenge. His chance soon came. The Senior Class had been given per- mission to go to Richmond and have their pictures made for the Annual. It happened that there were not enough trucks for pi! the girls and boys, so some of them had to go on the train. Skinny ' s girl friend lived cut in town, so they went on the train. In the meantime, Pat was busy. Having ascertained on what train Skinny and his friend would return, and after dropping a few causal hints here and there, he let Dame Rumor take her course and arranged for a rousing reception. The whole student body was gathered at the station when the train pulled in. Various shouts of welcome awaited the couple as they stepped off the train. Showers of rice besprinkled them and old shoes flew in all directions. Three express trucks of old furniture followed the angered pair down the street. A disreputable baby carriage, which had hitherto led an innocent and useful life, stood in solitary grandeur on the rear truck. Skinny glanced wildly about with murder in his eyes. After going about a block, he spied a passing jitney into which the two made their escape. Pat returned to his room and began studying diligently. His face was beaming as he thought that he and his room-mate were even at last. It was with a joyous expression that he greeted Skinny an hour later. They gazed at each other searchingly for a few seconds, while a Douglas Fairbankian grin slowly overspread the face of each. Skinny spoke first. Pat, he said, if you and I want to continue our studies at Freshwater College without a sudden, untimely interruption from our esteemed Old Prixy, we had better put an end to these practical jokes. So be it, replied Pat. hShIe ■ '  jp i£j El -- ■■■■■?■ ' - d m It — . - _ .-—ctm BOsSH 2 ■ M_ [61] a A Day Spent in the Woods By WORTH McKINNEY One morning Jim Fletcher and I went pheasant hunting. We filled our pockets with apples and biscuits and started. As we turn out of the sheltered barn yard through the bars and up the farm lane, the keen wind stings us and our numb fingers recoil from the metal of our guns and take careful grip on the wood. At once we fall to discussing the vital question, where will the birds be to-day? For the pheasants are peculiar in their choice of feeding ground. Sometimes they are in the swamps, sometimes they are among the pines, sometimes in the big woods, sometimes among the scrub growth of lately cut timber land, and sometimes, in very cold weather, on the south side of the mountains. When I first began to hunt with Jim, he knew so much more than I in these matters that I always accepted his judgment. If he said, To-day they will be in the swamps, I replied, To the swamp let us go. But after a time I came to have opin- ions of my own, and then the era of discussion set in. To-day, begins Jim, the wind is north, and the birds will be on the south slope. Now, Jim, you know I don ' t believe at all in going by the wind. The pheasants don ' t mind wind, their feathers shed it. What they care about is the sun, and to-day the sun is hot — at least it would be to us if we had feathers on instead of clothes. I believe we shall find them in the big woods. I usually advocate the big woods, because I like them best for a tramp. Jim, too well contented at the prospect of a day ' s hunt, said genially, All right, I go wherever you say ; which always reduces me to terms at once; for, above all things, I dislike to make myself answerable for the success or failure of the day. I pre- fer to criticise beforehand and afterwards. So I said hastily, Oh no, of course you know a great deal more about pheasants than I do. We ' ll go wherever you think best. Well, perhaps it is too warm for the swamps to-day. Now they might be in the pines. Ah, come, let ' s not go to the pines! The birds can ' t be there. They never are. I thought we were going to where I thought best. [63] Yes, but only nut to the pines. It ' s all a nation of yours about their being among the pines. So, still conversing in a quiet way, we try the pines. Jim, I call as I catch a glimpse of him through an opening, I thought the birds were in the pines this morning. They really don ' t seem abundant. Suddenly — w-hi-r-r-r — something away in the brush ahead of us. Mark! we both call, and, Did you get his line? After we m ve the first bird, the next thing is to follow the leader. And a wild leader he is. Flushed in the pines, he makes straight for the swamp. The swamp it is then, and down we go after him, and in we go straight to the center of it. Ugh! how shivery the first plunge is. We carefully keep our direction, going rapidly at first. When we had nearly covered the distance, a pheasant flies. We go more cautiously, holding back the too eager dog, listening for the snap of a twig or the sound of wings, gripping our guns tightly at every blue-jay or robin that flicks across our path. No bird yet, we must have passed him. But no! There! Out of the top of a tall oak, off he goes, sailing over the swamp to the ridge beyond. We follow him; for we are not willing to give up the chase yet. We have now and then flushed a pheasant nine or ten times before we got him — and we have not always got him then ; for many and cunning are the crafty ways of an old pheasant; he thinks as he flies — thinks to good advantage. He seems to know what we expect him to do, and then he does something else. How many times have we gone past him, when he sat quietly between our feet, and then heard him fly off noiselessly down our back track! How often, in a last des- perate search for a vanished bird, have I jumped on every felled pine top in a field — except the one he was under. However, the pheasant is not the only creature with whom we become acquainted on these hunts. We have glimpses of other living things as we tramp on, the life of the woods retreats before us, but only just out of sight, and not always that. The blue- jay screams in the tree tops, proclaiming our presence in the woods; the catbird, who must know all that goes on, hops close beside us in the bushes ; the grey squirrel dodges behind a tree trunk peering at us cut of the corner of his eye. Once as I was walking up the slope on the sunny edge of a run, and, as I drew myself up over the edge of a big rock, I found myself face to face with a calm, mild- eyed cotton-tail rabbit. He did not remain calm ; in fact, we both were startled ; but he recovered first, and hopped softly over the side of the rock and went galloping [64] away through the brushy bottom, while I, still kneeling, watched him disappear just as Jim came up. What ' s the joke? Nothing, only I just met a rabbit. He looked at me just like a bunny on an Easter card. Why didn ' t you shoot him? I never thought of it. Anyhow, I wouldn ' t shoot anything sitting up in that way, just like a tame ki tten. Then why didn ' t you shoot when he ran ? Shoot a rabbit running! Why, I couldn ' t hit one in a month. Besides meeting all these wood creatures, we learn where the biggest chestnuts are — great silky brown fellows almost twice the size of your thumb. We discover old landmarks in the deep woods, surveyors ' posts — a heap of stones carefully piled on a big rock. We find old clearings, overgrown now, but our feet still feel underneath the weeds the furrows left by the plow. Now and then we come upon a spot where once there must have been a home. There is no house, no timbers even, but the stone cellar is not gone, and the gnarled lilac bush and the apple tree stubbornly cling to a worn out life amidst the forest of sturdy white oaks and chestnuts that have closed in about them. We learn to know where the springs of pure water are, as they well up out of the deep ground in tiny pools under some big rock or between the roots of a great oak. And when the sun shines hot at noon, and a lost trail and a vanished bird leave us to the sud- den fact that we are tired and thirst) ' , we know where is the nearest water. We know, too, the knack of drinking so as not to swallow the little gnats that skim its surface — you must blow them back ever so gently, and drink before they close in again. How good it tastes as we lie at full length on the matted brown leaves. How we relish the biscuits, too, and the juicy apples, as we sit by the spring and rest, and talk over the morning ' s hunt and plan the afternoon ' s — subject to the whim of the birds. But I suppose the very best about hunting can never be told at all. That is true of any really good thing, and there is nothing better than a long day after the birds. It is always to be out of doors. There are seasons when one is glad to wander slowly over the fields and byways; there are times when it seems best of all to be still — in the heart of the woods, on the wide hill pastures, in the deep grass of the meadows. But not in the fall. It is the breath of nature that makes us want to be off and away — to [65] go and go and go. Yes, fall is the time for the hunt — gay boisterous fall, with its wind and color to keep up its spirits against the stealthy approach of winter. But whether we shoot well or ill, whether our game pockets are heavy or light, no matter what the weather we find, or the country we cross, it is all the same to Jim ' s mother when we return home at night. She grabs Jim by the ear and marches him into the house, and then the door slams. As for me, I turn wearily away to walk the four miles home, with this verse of the Bible running through my mind: It is better to dwell in the corner of the house-top, than with a brawling woman in a wide house. [66] Officers of the Epworth League Hoyle Secrest President F. A. Brigman Vice-President Hester Swing Second Vice-President Florence Mitchell Third Vice-President Lottie Wilson Fourth Vice-President Bayne Lefler Treasurer Joe McEachern Secretary [67] EUTERPEAN LITERARY SOCIETY Euterpean Literary Society Motto Par nos efforts nous esperons nous clever. V „ C ° L0R rr, FL0W ER 1 elloiv and If lute r ■ Wilson Helen _ ; President Mitchel, Florence . Vice-President Hardesty, Nina _ .Secretary Yost, Sarah -r, y ii T 1 reasurer Wilson, Lottyc n, , . T7 . Lnaplain English, Ava X .. D T Lritic Farkek, Lula r 17 „ r Censor box, Louise m , , d, , T Marshal Blackstock, Mildred _. Chairman of Committee on Ways and Means MEMBERS London, Ruby Fox, Louise Hardesty, Nina Baker, Ada Mary Reeves, Tomsie Shope, Anne Wilson, Helen Parker, Lula English, Ava Wilson, Lottye Blackstock, Mildred Blackstock, Nancy Mitchel, Florence Medler, Alma Hipps, Nannie Yost, Sarah Wagner, Kathryn Parker, Lula [69] w u o - OS w h z w z o w z Mnemosynean Literary Society Motto Per aspera ad astra. Colors Flower Green and White £, y OFFICERS Lotspmch, Katherine President Ratledge, Anne Vice-President Weaver, Doris Secretary Palmer, Hattie Treasurer Rector, Tacoma __Critic Swing, Hester __Censor Noland, Ruth _____Marshal Noland, Fay Marshal Arledgc, Arkansas Aiken, Margaret Ader, Ruth Boyd, Bettie Barrett, Hassie Ballard, Dare Church, Irene Ferguson, Lucile Garrett, Hattie Mae Hipps, Lucile Justice, Marjo MEMBERS Jones, Nancy Lctspeich, Katherine T indsey, Anna B. Michael, Clara Mears, Emily Morrow, Neta Mooney, Alice Noland, Fay Noland, Ruth Pickens, Lassie Pickens, Margaret Palmer, Hattie Reeves, Gladys Reeves, Lillian Ratledge, Anne Rector, Tacoma Swing, Hester Spinx, Carrie Smithdeal, Grace Teague, Elsie Teague, Grace Weaver, Dorris Wells, Blanche [71] Delphian Literary Society Motto A iioiv Thyself Colors Blue and White OFFICERS Green, T. A.__ t j . u ' -L T , President Helms. C H Vice-President Secrest, Hovle Secretary Kendall, T. S -r „„„ T TI i • ' 1 reasurer ONES, W. B n ..• Fdens, G. W n c ' t, ' Censor SlTTON, P. N.__ r u i • Chaplain Carter, Bill McKinnev, Dwight A ' IcKinney, Worth Pickens, Frank Secrest, Hoyle Shope, Bill West, Stanley Wright, John Robinson, Geo. Reagan, Frank Cook, Frank Lemmond, Eugene Koonts, Allen ROLL Helms, C. H. Zachary, Tcm Zachary, James Groves, Ruel Jones, W. N. Brigman, J. A. Green, J. A. Smith, George Sitton, P. N. Rollins, Thomas Kendall, C. A. Kendall, J. S. Weaver, Stanley Tackson, C. C. Edens, G. W. Howey, Dewey Hutchison, Sylvanus Walser, R. C. Baldwin, Roy Howell, Lee Westall, Brannon Eanes, Cecil Parker, Jack Crump, J. P. Hendley, W. N. [73] h w u o W h u s o g j u Cliosophic Literary Society Colors Red and White Motto Haec Olirn Aleminisse Juvabit OFFICERS Wilson, G W President McElory, J. H Vice-President McEachern J. M Scc Lefler. B. W T,„„o T „ ,,, 1 reasurer (ones, R. W r Dockings, C. F — -I-_______H ILI Censo Hardesty, E. D n ensor w rj D Chaplain Willis, H. B Chairman of Ways and Means Ader, Olin Bibee, Troy Banks, J. O. Cleveland, Harold Davis, Hayden Dockings, Freno Edwards, Clyde Funk, Eugene Hardesty, E. D. Tones, Ralph W. Lefler, B. W. ROLL Lefler, F. P. McElrov, I H. McElroy, P. A. McElroy, Lawrence McEachern, Joe M. Green, Hiram Green, Waldo Garrett, Forest Stamper, Hovle Richardson, W. B. Willis, Harold B. Willis, Wrenn Wilson, G. W. Weldon, John W. Warlick, Leon Thompson, Neill Pearson, Bert H. Morton, Luther E. White, Jack Wright, Bennie Ingle, Vivion H. [75] CONTESTANTS IN A TRIANGULAR DEBATE WITH MARS HILL AND CULLOWHEE Question: Resolved, That the Federal Government Should Settle All Disputes Between Capital and Labor by Compulsory Arbitration. Affirmative JOHN McELROY FLOYD BRIGMAN Negative PHILIP SITTON RALPH JONES The affirmative won from Cullowhee ; the negative lost to Mars Hill. [76] Jones, Ralph Hardesty, Nina Yost, Sarah Green, Julius Hardesty, Leon Fox, Louise Jones, Woodson Dramatic Club Justice, Marjo Brigman, Floyd Ratledge, Anne Reeves, Gladys Riffle, Mrs. Hardesty, Bridges English, Ava Reagan, Frank Hipps, Lucile Palmer, Hattie Wilson, Lottie Wilson, Watson Secrest, Hoyle Giles, Mary [78] Ferguson, Lucile Garrett, Hattie Mae Ballard, Dare Rector, Tacoma Teague, Elsie Jones, Nancy Swing, Hester Spinks, Carrie Music Class McElroy, John Smithdeal, Grace Hardesty, Nina Aiken, Margaret Medler, Alma Mooney. Alice Justice, Marjo Noland, Ruth Noland, Fay Lotspeich, Katherine Palmer, Hattie Weldon, John Lefler, Bane Jackson, Carl Secrest, Hoyle Mitchel, Florence [79] Riffle, Mrs. Wylie Hogg, Mrs. D. S. Reeves, Miss Wilson, Helen Justice, Marjo Choral Club Smithdeal, Grace Spinks, Carrie Swing, Hester Driscoll, Professor McElroy, John Brigman, Floyd Hogg, Professor D. S. Lefler, Bane Jackson, Carl Sitton, Philip 80 X w n Z as Color Cream The Hungry Nine Riffle, Mrs. Wylie Justice, Marjo Ballard, Dare Motto Live to eat MEMBERS Spinks, Carrie Smithdeal, Grace Roll ins, Tom Flower Butter -cup Helms, Claude Thompson, Neil White, Jack Mrs. Riffle, we like your way; Your kindness, ive ' ll not forget. If there ' s a feast on another day, You ' ll not be forgotten, you bet. [82] THE WHITE HOUSE [83] The Bachelors ' Club Motto The place for woman is in the home, but not in mine OFFICERS OF THE CLUB President ----- RoLLINS rirst Vice-President c crol . 5T Second Vice-President _ Kendall Secretary Wu.sok Treasurer _ w McKlNNEY Matrimonial Adviser _ w B j 0XES Philosopher . SlTTQN Censor - Thompson [84] Athletic Council President T. Eskridge, Jr. Vice-Piesident Miss Mary Giles Secretary LuciLE Hipps Treasurer Mr. James W. Moss Manager, Baseball Julius A. Green Manager, Football John McElroy Manager, Basketball George Smith Captain, Baseball John Garrison Captain, Football Julius A. Green Captain, Basketball Floyd Brigman Manager, Girls ' Basketball Lucile Hipps Captain, Girls ' Basketball Hester Swing Tennis Manager J ACK White [85] BOYS TENNIS TEAM BOYS ' BASKET BALL TEAM sihiftft J 0) - 3 tn 1-5 r n 1 -T M 3 s « :£ K O c w aj «H S c£ c S J= 3 ' • ■ ■• o S 1-5 O w h J w 03 Girls ' Basket Ball Team Ratledge, Annie Palmer, Hattie HippS) Lucile Rector, Tacorha Swing, Hester Giles, Miss, Coach [90] GIRLS ' TENNIS TEAM [91] : A Aft 4% GIRLS ' BASKET BALL TEAM [92] The Weaver Alphabet A is for air, which the prep students blow ; B is for books, whose contents we don ' t know ; C is for cafe, where the boys all stop ; D is for dopes that we buy at Sprinkle ' s shop; E is for eats, which we get at the inn ; F is for flunks when the grades are all in ; G is for good folks always on hand ; H is for hundred, the mark in demand; T is for idleness, our usual state ; J is for job, which all of us hate ; K is for knowledge, which has gone to seed ; L is for library, for which we have need ; M is for money, but not just a penny; N is for numbers, of which let us have many; O is for office, where text books are sold ; P is for poetry, which never grows old ; Q is for quiz that we always flunk; R is for rations that are pretty punk; S is for study, for which we have no taste ; T is for time that we always waste ; U is for ugly, which ladies all dread; V is for Virgil, which is never read ; W is for work, that ghastly nightmare ; X is for the unknown, but what do we care? Y is for yarns, for which we all fall ; Z is for zero, the sum of them all. Louise Fox. Feb. 24, 1920. Wonders at Weaver College We have a modest little Church That boasts not cowl or whiffle ; A Reeves that never used a birch, A gentle little Riffle. We have a living Arkansas, Who is our labor sharing. We have two-Morrows without a flaw; Also a wedded Herring. We have a boy that ' s always White, A fat-neck rough old geezer, And a Julius, too, although his name Is Green instead of Caesar. The Garden of Eden abides here, too, And Helms the Spinks is steering. The Hendley races have been rushed through, The crowd is still left cheering. [93] Jokes Prof. Ralph: What is vocational training? Freno: It means a singing school. Miss Giles: I wish you ' d pay a little attention to what I say. Bud: I am. Miss Giles, just as little as possible. Gladys: What is the height of your ambition? Hattie: Oh, something between five and a half or six feet. Ruth: Doesn ' t her hair look killing? Lillian; No wonder, it ' s dved. Helen: How old are you, Alice? Alice: Some take me for fifteen, street cars take me for five. Margaret was inquiring for Mr. Brigman when someone told her that he had stopped Aiken and had gone to Swing. Freshy: What do you like best at Weaver? Second Freshy: Teachers, of course. First Freshy: Why? Second: Because they are so homely. Miss Giles (in history) : Tell of Joan of Arc ' s youth. Louise Fo.x: She was a lad of seventeen. Judy: You centainly look beautiful tonight. Anne. Anne: Don ' t flatter me. Judy: Oh well, can ' t you take a joke? Mrs. Herring, trying to explain an algebra problem: How do you find the cube-root of a factor, Buddie? Buddie: Hunt for it. Prof. Driscoll, explaining algebra to Hester: Do you get me, huh? Hester: No, but I wish I could. Carrie: Why is Prof. Eskridge so fond of the statue of liberty? Grace: Because it reminds him of ' Justice. ' Hassie: What makes a duck take to water? South : Search me. Hassie: For divers reasons. South: Now, you tell me why he comes out. Hassie: I don ' t know. South: For sundry reasons. Anna Burton : Isn ' t it true, Professor Deadrick, that beans were sacred to the gods in olden times? Prof. Deadrick: Yes, I believe they were. Anna Burton: Well, we who eat at the dormitory ought to be demi-gods. Anne: Why does a duck go in the water? Judy: I don ' t know. [94] Anne: To liquidate his bill, of course. Judy: Why does he come eut? Anne : Tell me. Judy: To make a run on the bank. Kconts: Did you hear about the accident in town today? Jethero: No. What was it? Koonts: Patton ran into the Square. Carl: Did you hear ab ut the big military disaster they had in New York yesterday ? Miss Nye: No, what was it? Carl : Why, a street car ran over a peanut and killed two colonels. Nathan Jones, quoting fn m the Beatitudes: Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be filled. Helen: Bayne, do you know my favorite ring? Bayne: No, what? Helen: When the bell for social hour commences to ring. Prof. Hogg says, Every Ir sie iias her laddie, but up to yesterday we had not heard any tales on Anna B. Yesterday, however, much was revealed which has hither- to been hidden. Lawrence came up to Anna B. when she started down to dinner and graciously offered his assistance. Anna B. said, No, dearest, I can get down all right. Hoyle got his foot hung in the grate, which caused him much Agony, and he had to take Holt to get out. Miss Lassie is always having trouble with the boys hanging around after meals. The other day she happened out on the porch just in time to hear Mr. Brigman say, May 1 call you by your first name. Miss Swing? Hester replied, You may call me by your last name, if you care to. Florence and Ralph were discussing his future career. He had entertained some idea of following agricultural pursuits, but Florence discouragingly said, Really, I don ' t believe you would like farming because you don ' t like to use your arms. Ralph said, How do you know I don ' t like to use my arms? A pause ensued. To My Purse Ah, purse, how can you empty be, Knowing how much I think of thee? It is quite sad, ah! cruel indeed. And just the time I ' m m;:st in need. I ' m sure it was only this week I filled you up, but oh ! such cheek As you, a mortal never had, I fear you ' ll drive me to the bad. Now I shall have a month to wait. But that will be a month too late. For bills are waiting, day by day, Which poor old dad will have to pay. [95] College Song- Let us join a glad refrain, Let us make the welkin ring, As we sing the praises of our halls; Let the days be foul or clear, We have nothing now to fear, For we all can go where ' er our duty calls. Chorus Banded to-day in love we are, Sadly we soon shall p art ; Love with a kind and holy hand Locks memories in each heart. In the days of toil and care. In the night of peaceful rest, We ' ll remember them with love, As in days that are gone. So in years that are to come, Shall ascend the chorus old to heaven above. Chorus Banded to-day in love we ' ll toil, Though we are far apart, Love with a kind and holy hand Locks memories in each heart. In the eventide of life, When death ' s shadow dims the light, Shall we keep these memories still? Or shal Life ' s fierce battle strife Hide visions from our sight Of the days we spent at dear old Weaverville Chorus Banded at last in love we ' ll die, Falling tho ' far apart, Love with a kind and holy hand Locks memories in each heart. The Upward Way All this life is one great battle, From the cradle to the grave, And the man that wins the struggle Must be kind, and strong, and brave. Not the man who lives the longest Is the one who does the most ; But the one whose will is strongest To do something for the host. Highest honor is not left to us, In the paths of men of yore, But in the way that we search out We shall find it evermore. [96] .j. $ $ . .;. $ .j .♦. .;. .♦. .;. .;. .;. .;- ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ■ ♦ •:• •:• W. M. REAGAN THE STORE OF VALUES Handles a good line of Shoes, I solicit your trade. Make this store your headquarters. W. M. REAGAN Phone _11. Weaverville, N. C. ♦ | % Caters especially to the students | | of Weaver College f t ♦ I Shirts, Ties, Clothing, Hats and Caps; t I also some Sporting Goods: | Tennis Shoes, Balls, Rackets, % Baseball Bats, etc. We also carry a general line of % Furniture, Fuel, Hardware, Dry Goods, % I Groceries, Etc. $ Phone 38 Opposite Post Office % | C. F. BROWN | ! AUTOMOBILE SERVICE I t Automobiles for Rent — I % Hour, Day or Week f ♦ t REPAIRS— STORAGE— SUPPLIES | ♦ Agents CHEVROLET Motor Cars f WEAVERVILLE, N. C. I ♦ ♦ t ♦ CENTRAL CAFE £ •:• We cater to the college boys ' trade. The ♦ school boys ' name. Everything- good to eat. v Special meals served on short notice. ROBINSON AND ROBERTS I PROPRIETORS | ♦ ♦ ♦ •:• ♦ .♦. .;. .;. .♦. .;. .;. .♦. .;. .;. : . .;. ... .}, ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... .| ♦ mwv (Unllpge Weaver College is a Co-educational Junior College of Al standing, of the Methodist t Episcopal Church, South. Situated among | the mountains in the Land of the Sky, at f Weaverville, N. C. It has not only a pictur- | esque but a healthy location. It is on the | Weaverville car line, nine miles from Ashe- ♦ ville. ± I The school is run at cost for the moral and | educational uplift of the young people of North Carolina, comparing in every respect to schools of more costly tuition. The Col- lege has four strong literary societies and I splendid athletics, foot-ball, basket-ball, | % baseball and tennis. % $♦ The College has degreed teachers who | come in personal contact with each student. | For catalogue and information, address | TON, President, Weaverville, N. C. I I A. M. NORTON, President, f J • •  J • ♦ ♦ I WELCOME, STUDENTS When in Asheville, and need the services of a good drug store, you will find our store just the place. 53 PATTON AVE. | COMPLIMENTS OF ♦ 1 GAY GREEN | Dealer in Furniture and Real Estate t ♦ ; :•• ♦ ♦ :•  :- « • :♦ :• : •:- •:« •:- ► - •:• . . . . ■. «:. . .j. .j. ,;. . . .;. .j. . . .j. j.  j, .j. .j. .•. .., ... ... ... .j. ... ... ... .j. ...  : . ... ... .j. .j. ... , : . ... .j. .. : GOODE ' S DRUG STORE I ♦ 4C ' s Garage | CAZEL-CURRY CAR CO. ! CHALMERS DAVIS $ STANDARD EIGHT f BETHLEHEM TRUCKS MAXWELL TRUCKS | PHONE 3067 ASHEVILLE. N. C. | | 4 •:« «:. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. .;. . : . ... .;. .;. .;. .;. , : . ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... J X 1 I COMPLIMENTS OF I CADISON ' S t A Fashion Shop for Ladies I | FOURTEEN BILTMORE AVENUE $ + + i t V + + i i 1 ; t LEONARD MANEY ' S GARAGE ! I Auto Service and Baggage Transferred 1 .J. I PHONE 98 | :• CRYSTA L CAFE SYSTEM 1 No. 1—32 Patton Ave. $ % No. 2—56 Patton Ave. % | No. 3—16 North Pack Square $ Pure Food at Reasonable Prices ♦ % Weaver College Students Cordially Invited ASHEVILLE, N. C. | ACTTRVTT.T E MP ♦Jt ♦♦ ♦ .:. .j..:. .:..:..:..:..:..:..:..:.. .:..:..:..:., ..;..;..;..;..;„},...,.„....„.„.„.„.„. FRIENDS Our Bank rates its success by the number of friends it has. To have friends, we are told, we must be friendly. We know this is true. We guide our business by this principle. And we are always glad to be known by our familiar name — the Friendly Bank. CENTRAL BANK TRUST CO. SOUTH PACK SQUARE, ASHEVILLE, N. C. Have It Made-to-Measure 68 PATTON AVE. PHONE 56 fVVVV HUPMOBILE CADILLAC OAKLAND MACK TRUCKS TIRES— ACCESSORIES FEDERAL TRUCKS WESTERN CAROLINA AUTO CO. 14-16 EAST COLLEGE ST. PHONE 890 THE PALAIS ROYAL The Store for Everybody The Millinery Store of Asheville, the Dry Goods Store of Asheville and the Ladies ' Ready-to- Wear Store of Asheville. ♦ If You Have Friends, They Should Have Your Photograph I I THE PELTON STUDIOS, ? $ ASHEVIILE, N. C. f i T. S. MORRISON CO. % 80-84 Patton Ave. $ Asheville, N. C. I $ FARM IMPLEMENTS | FARM WAGONS AND BUGGIES FIELD SEEDS $ STUDENTS ' EYES ! ♦ •:• | Should Be Examined Many are hampered in their studies by defective sight. $ | Becoming Glasses Cost No More I DR. DENISON, Optometrist | (Eye-Strain Specialist) | Opposite Kress ' Store I ' % ' VVV $ By Trolley to Weaverville Every Hour ♦ ♦ | ' :! :i WAY ' WEAVER ni : IGE — is by the ♦ FROM ASHEVILLE ! 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