West Virginia Wesleyan College - Murmurmontis Yearbook (Buckhannon, WV)

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F. FAY SMITH, Fairmont. W. Va. Comes lo us from Fairmont High School He has been promo ' .ed lo a high seal in Chapel. Y. M. C. A., Excelsior. EARL N. FLOWERS, Clarksburg, W. Va. Graduate of Clarksburg High School. 1 11. Ihreslomathean. MAR ' ARBUTHNOT, Wheeling, W. Va. Graduate of Wheeling High School Y. w .c. 1912. A. Pianist Excelsior Society, Spring ; ' i

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HARRY TRIPPETT. Buckhannon, W. Va. One of the Dean ' s favoriles. Chresloma- GEORGIA SMITH. Buckhannon. W. Va. A brillianl student, member of Y. W. C. A., and College Girls Basketball Team. W. B. FLETCHER. Clarksburg. W. Va. Graduate from Clarksburg High School. 1911. Chrestomathean. Member of College Basketball Team. 20

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Chronicles of the Freshmen One cold March night as 1 sat deepl y engrossed in thought, my mind reverted to a sunny day in September. There appeared upon the campus a number of persons destined to make W. V. W. C. famous. Since all great bodies of people have natural born leaders so has the class of 1915. It has stars in every line of athletics, of art, and of oratory; indeed we yield to no one in glory of attainment. There are the Stansburys excelling in foot- ball, baseball, and track. There is Fletcher playing star on the College basketball team; Howard Clark the artist for the Murmurmontis; Smith taking a prize in debate; and Weltman winning last year ' s declamation contest. But here my musings were interrupted. A mysterious person in white entered my room, and beckoned to me, I snatched my cap and followed. Upon arriving in the yard, a great aeroplane glided slowly to the ground before me. The Specter bade me enter, and soon we were flying thru the air. After a sho rt interval, the machine stopped, and I stood on a great athletic field by an imposing and familiar figure, which I at once recognized as Harry Adam who was now coaching the famous ' ale aggregation. However, at this point, my guide speaking for the first time, said It is time to go. Soon we were in the air again, and gradually there came in view a beautiful mansion. I was struck by its magnificance and asked my silent companion who was the owner. He replied, The mistress of this house was a member of the class of 1915. By further questioning, I found it to be the abode of Floe Griffin. But we pased on and finally arrived at a big city. I allighted, followed my director. I he first thing that confronted us was the office of a newspaper. On glancing in at the window I saw Howard Clark draw- ing cartoons, and by his side Page Milburn, Jr., with a telegram in his hand. The person in white urged me on. I he next place that my companion stopped was a large restaurant. It was about the noon hour. The crowds be- gan to enter, and to my surprise Fletch came in with a little widow on his arm. I approached and asked him about his friend Stulfy. ' He replied that altho Earlie ' started to be a minister, he had new turned pilot, and was directing schoon- ers across the bar. Further conversation was cut short by my guide. We left and after a long walk came to a great mass of buildings, Vassar College. Upon inquiry, I found the head of this school to be Mary Jane Arbuthnot. Under her were Jo Clark, teacher in Latin; Emily McWhorter, professor of Pedagogy; and Georgia Smith, teaching Greek. In the same institution, Roberta Reger was physical director. We did not stop, but went on down the street and came upon a large crowd. The centre of attraction was Cotton Top Weltman, whose eloquence swayed the multitude. We retraced our steps to the aeroplane, and soon were gliding thru the atmosphere. A great mountain appeared in the distance. As the machine came nearer and nearer, I made out a massive building which proved to be an observatery of a distinguished astronomer, whom my guide told me was Walter Hall. The day was now drawing to a close, and my companion revealed the following prophecies: Lois Clark is to run a matrimonial bureau in Missouri; Fred Stansbury is to shove pills over the counter in Young ' s drug store for the next twenty years; Trippet is to be the feather-weight champion boxer of the West; the McCoy brothers will purchase Sun Brothers one ring circus, and in the future will make Buckhannon on their annual trans-continental trip. At this juncture a great mist enveloped us. I seemed to be before the Pearly Gates of Paradise. We entered, and Lo! an immense procession of Smiths was passing by. In their rnidst appeared Fay lustily blowing his cornet. Suddenly the scene vanished. There was a jar and I awoke to find the pleasant beams of the setting sun streaming in at the window.