Westmoorland College - Lupine Leaflet Yearbook (San Antonio, TX)

Text from Pages 1 - 56 of the 1923 volume:

V L.,fq':f ' f , A H. , 1 .1 LUPINEELEAFLET 1 VOL. 2 MAY 24, 1923 No. 2 i ' ' . :L r K , ik X A ' - -U4 j Pnsfsi 9 v Il .--:-. 3 1 l al - E --. D Ill i i Joyce Garrett ....... ...... E ditor-in-Chief Esther Raby .,..... ...,.r, A ssistant Editor Bessie Joiner. ........ .,........... A rt Editor . Kathleen Walker ,,,... .............. Editors Elizabeth Maxwell ,.,.... Alice Weston .....,.. Lola Joiner ,.t,, .... Esther Preston .,.... June Callaway ....i . Irene Chase ........ Bessie Joiner ,.,.., ...t....... ..... Reporters Dorothy Cooper Mignon Bauman Eleanor Fitch fEolia Osborn Hattie Lee May Ruby Lovett Dorothy McLean Alice Edwards Business Janie Sample .......,.... .. Ethel Orrell Evelyn Stoneham Typists Ada Summers Marguerite Hanna .......Alumnae Editor ,..l,........Literary and College Department 3 Circulation Department Exchange Department .,,,,.....,.,.,..........Hll1l'l0l'OUS ,..,..,Fine Arts Department ..,,.......,...,,..,......Literary Maurine Scott Marie Foster Irma Young Dorothy Hodges Annie Leah White Margaret Wilson lniogene Pomeroy Q ,,,,,.,.,,,,,,,, ,, ,,,,,..,.,,,,.,.,,,,,.,,,,, ....,., M anager Flora Lee Appleby Celeste Briscoe Mrs. Marguerite Fox A Virginia Majewski Faculty Sponsors Nliss Julia Luker Miss Annie Middleton All communications should be addressed to Business Manager, LUPINE LEAFLET, Westmoorland College, San Antonio, Texas. 1.-JN :flaws ' .4 eq,-,,.i , tiaaihxsw, 445-A LUPINE LEAFLET Dr. Felix R. Hill, Jr, WN ffm.-Q Pm f V - LUPINE LEAFLET Dr. FELIX R. HILL, Jr., Outgoing President U U U Mignon Bauman By the resignation of Dr. Felix R. Hill, Jr., from the presi- dency of Westnioorland College, the institution has lost a man who was unusually well-fitted for the position he held He has endeared himself to the hearts of the girls, and it is with deep regret that we see him leave. We feel that West- moorland is not only losing a president who has sacrificed everything for the best interest of the school, but the stu- dents are losing one who was always their friend and help- ful adviser. His'jokes on the faculty members and the girls have en- livened many a montonous day. He always strives to serve the girls in any way he can, and is ever ready and willing to help them to have a good time. His inspiring talks at chapel are looked forward to throughout the day, and are always enjoyed. Dr. Hill is a president in whom are happily combined many essential characteristics. He is not only a scholar and a min- ister of the church, but also an excellent business man. Under his guidance, Westmoorland has increased marvelously, not only in a business way, but her standing has beengraised. During the three years of Dr. Hill's presidency, there has been a marked increase in the general attendance. The col- lege enrollment alone shows an increase of 233fk. Last year, the Academy of Westmoorland College received full affilia- tion with the universities, the college now has an A grade standing, and the Academy is a memberlof the Southern As- sociation of Colleges and Secondary Schools. The faculty has been increased by the addition of several teachers, and the equipment and the facilities of the school have been greatly augmented. Needless to say, these are but a few of the many changes wrought by Dr. Hill, but Westmoorland knows and appre- ciates the work he has done, and realizes that when he leaves, there will be a vacancy which will be difficult to fill. LUPINE LEAFLET Mrs. Felix R. Hill, Jr. LUPINE LEAFLET The Portrait Cf A Lady III U Cl Maurine Scott One of the most familiar and busy little figures seen around Westmoorland is that of a woman of medium height. She has long, black, glossy hair, that she puts high upon her head, somewhat in a Psyche knot, which is very becoming. She is one of the few who is able to wear her hair in such a fashion. Her black, piercing eyes are about the most at- tractive of her features. They condemn when we are in the wrong, but when they smile at us and give approval, we feel that it is good to live. Her eyes often laugh out loud when she is teased. Her ruby lips against the olive or dark complexion give a wonderful contrast. The small mouth is usually in motion, for she is a great talker. She ordinarily wears dark clothes, especially browns, for they seem to blend with her peculiar type of beauty. This little busy body has a plan and purpose for everything, and there is nothing done that is not worked out beforehand. She never seems to be flustrated or confused at any time, and she is the leader and director on all occasions. Whether she is waiting upon the girls in the book room, posting notices on the bulletin, calling the roll for church, granting permissions, making an an- nouncement in chapel, or a guest at a reception, she is always the same sweet little woman. COne can see she is the boss of the ranch , as Dr. Hill says.J This wonderful char- acter has been the guide and protector of us girls, and she has taken the place of our mothers in their absence. Anyone can guess that this is a thumb-nail sketch of our dear Mrs. Hill. LUPINE LEAFLET Miss Allen-Dean of the College LUPINE LEAFLET Miss Middleton-Senior Sponsor LUPINE LEAFLET New Westmoorland Head Coming May 20 D Rev. E. R. Stanford, A. B., M. A. and D. D., formerly superintendent of the Intermediate-Senior Department of the Sunday School Board of the Methodist Episcopal Church, South, will arrive in San Antonio on May 20 to take up his duties as president of Westmoorland College. Dr. Stanford is a native Texan, but for several years past he has been located at Nashville. He succeeds Dr. Felix R. Hill, who has resigned as president of Westmoorland College to re-enter the ministry. He obtained his A. B. and M. A. degrees from Southwestern, M. A. and B. D. from Yale, and studied at George Peabody University, Nash- ville: and Northwestern University, Chicago. -From San Antonio Express. LUPINE LEAFLET fi ,f-is l f x5?ugN9, QAPP eciation i 'si Wg ,fu In N. U it l fb tb , estesate X me if 1UlUllUllUllllllLUlllJ lllllUllUllLllUllUllUJlllllUIlll.llwmi.- -- . we l l I l l I I llUlUlll!lllUlU1llUllUllULk The Staff owes a sincere expression of gratitude to those who have contributed to the success of the Lupine Leaflet. The un- failing co-operation of the student body and alumnae, the patience of our advisers, and the assistance of our thoughtful benefactors have made this publication possible. We de- sire to thank the numerous friendshwho have lent their aid toward the fulfillment of our hopes and plans. We have attempted in this, our last term at Westmoorland, to create a lasting monument to those who preceded usg a worthy example for the num- bers who may follow in'onr footsteps. lf the Lupine Leaflet has succeeded to this end, we feel that our efforts have been repaid. As we leave this institution, taking with us the best that it offers, we confer in the contents of the Lupine Leaflet our tribute to Westmoorland College. UU W1 ,, ,i ,iI!1'1 HU ' it 62 L E 5 s X-,+V S Q L? ns 5 X N-24 N41--' t 10 l impme KQWM ff, I . .1 gqprw' ny N- f -ie -NN!?fn4aAs':,! D Y r5l . ' 'J' fe' ' J' ' .- grieving N ki ff ASQIQA- ix v Q, -,rf yg-,Q I7 XX -N 3 'Q Q, MMI? 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You've gone back on me, Fib , he said. You ain't played fair. Despite the remarkable amount of human understanding that Fib possessed, he knitted his brows and wagged his tail perplexedly. The little boy continued, Jest because the cops hooked the old man, and we ain't got no 'place to stay nor nothin, to eat, you don't want to go with me no more. I guess you wanta stay. here an' hang aroun' Mis! Glanty's back door so she'll throw you some more bones, do you? Well. you can stay all right! You ain't my dog no more! You ain't my dog no more! No more, d'ye hear? - The little boy began to cry, and sank back, digging his toes deeper and deeper into the sand. The dog, with a bound, was beside the child, frantically licking his bare knee, which showed through a large rent in his faded and patched overalls. No , the child wailed as he roughly pushed him away, you ain't my dog no more. You've went back on me onct, but you ain't goin' to no more. I guess you don't remember how I took you in out of the cold, and cured you of the mange when it an' the fleas had almost et you upg and how you an' me hid under the back stairs when the old man would come home on one of his big drunks. An' after all o' that you've went back on me. You're worse'n the old man, Fib, you ain't got no honor! But you'd rather stay on'- Here Fib began to paw at his little master, and in his yelpings and barkings, he seemed to implore forgiveness for his inconstancy, but Tony was ruthless. Oh, you needn't try to spring any 0' that bunk on me. lt's too late now. When l started to leave the house to-day, after the cops had gone, you didn't want to come from Mis' Glanty's backyard. She had plenty o' bones, an' l didn't have none, so you wanted to stay. O, I seen it in your eyes! I seen it in your eyes! Then the forlorn little boy's sobs broke out afresh, and his ragged, little form shook violently. You been the only thing I had to love since mom died , the child continued. An' now you ain't got no honor. You've went back on me. Oh! I wisht you hadn't come, I wisht mom hadn't died, and I wisht the cops hadn't got the old man! Suddenly realizing that the night was coming on, the little boy rose from the ground, and led his dog away. ' l'll take you over and put you in Mis' Glanty's chicken house, an' then I'll hike out. She'll be tickled pink to git you, au' I don't care. But the little dog, thinking all was well, trotted on happily at his master's side. It was dark when the pair reached Mrs. GIanty's backyard. Tony opened the door of the empty chicken house, and started to push Fib inside. Oh, I can't do it , he whimpered as he crushed the dog to his tense little body. I can't do it. You went back on me, but maybe you wouldn't again. The dog wagged his tail in answer, and as Tony arose, Mrs. Glanty's back door was opened, and a bone was thrown into the yard. Fib gave a yelp, and struggled to free himself from the child's arms. Tony turned, tenderly placed the dog inside the chicken house, and closed the door. Yes, he'd do it again , he said stolidly, and without a backward glance, he turned and trudged off into the night. LUPINE LEAFLET 13 Old Strad I Ruby Baugh Uncle Nic's little cabin was almost hidden in a great cluster of weeping willow trees. There was never a more beautiful picture than it formed on this particular evening. The sun was sinking slowly behind the hills, and it threw a mystic, bewitch- ing light down the little path that led to the doorway. There, in his low rocking chair, on the corner of his tiny porch, Uncle Nic sat, and talked softly to his dog or to himself. An artist would have called the picture Evening, The little hut, so old that the logs were falling apart, seemed to belong with the snowy locks of Uncle Nic, even the dog at his feet was old and bony, the weeping willow seemed bowed and weary from years of service. Across his lap, Uncle Nic held a violin, he was stroking it tenderly as a little girl strokes her cat, and he .was mumbling sweet words of fare- well to it. We done been together des here fifty years, an' mo', but de time am come for us to part. Dere ain't eber been a day passd but what ole Nic has played dese here strings, and he knows ebery tune by heart. lt's done been many a year since Marse Frank gibed you to me to keep 'till he come back. I guess he aiift comin' back no mo' now. He done took mah pretty Little Sunshine away from here when she was young and as tender as a flower, and he brung her back, nigh on ter ten years ago, dead. 1 knowed when he come a courtin, 'round here, dat it would end like dat. Miss Callie warn't eber meant for no rough-neck, white man like him. She made dis here whole plantation dance to her music, and nothin' ain't gone right since Nlarse Frank took her away. He tole me dat he'd come again some day, and take you away, but des here ten years is done passed, and 1 ain't seed hair nor hide ob dat low-down white man yit. I guess he won't eber come no mo'. Nlah poor, pretty Little Sunshine! She loved him so. But youse gwine ter make ole Nick rich. Den he can hab a sho nuff nice tomb-stone put on his Nlarindy's grave, and de cabin fixed, too, meybe. One hundred dollars, you is to fetch me, more'n l'se eber had before in all my life. Dis ole cabin won't be de same with you gone away, but, den, I ain't able to pick no mo' cotton, and l has to hab something to keep me in mah ole age. Youse de only friend dat's left me since mah Marindy died dese twenty years ago. All dese long winter days and evenings, l'se tole dese here strings all dat troubled ole Nic's heart, and dey has always understood. Since l'se too ole to go to de Lord's house on Sundays, I plays de Sabath hymns and sez mah prayers at home. l don't know how l'se gwine ter lib on without you, ole fiddle, but a hundred dollars will keep me till I dief' Two big tears stood in the old darkey's eyes as he talked to the violin, then he tucked it under his chin and began to play softly. Twilight shadows were silently stealing over the plantation. There was not a sound to be heard except Uncle Nic's music. The notes were of a particular clearness and sweetness. For years Uncle Nic's music had been praised for miles around. No one knew that the instrument he used was a Stradivarius, no one except Nlr, Frank and Howard Hinton, the new manager of the plantation. It was he who was to give Uncle Nic a hundred dollars for the almost priceless instrument. Hinton had been on the plantation but a few days before he heard Uncle Nic playing, and he went down to the little cabin to listen. When the old negro had finished, Hinton asked him what kind of a violin he was playing. De Lord only knows, Marse Frank called it 'Old Strad' . Now if you know what dat is? 'Old Strad' did you say? Let me see it, Nic. He examined the violin carefully. Yes, it was really a Stradivarius. He knew that the old negro did not know the worth of the instrument, and he decided to buy it from him. How would you like to sell this old fiddle, Uncle Nic? 14 LUPINE LEAFLET Well now, I done had dat fiddle ober fifty years. Marse Frank gib it to me when he come 'courtin' 'round here and took Miss Callie off. Den, hit ain't 'xactly mineg 'caze, Marse Frank, he tole me, when he was here ten years ago, dat some day he was gwine ter come back fer 'Old Strad'. But den l reckon he ain't eber comin' back no mo' now. How much would you gib me fer it? Nic, I like you better than these other negroes around here, and I realize that you are getting old and won't be able to work any more. lf you won't let them know how much I give you, l'll pay one hundred dollars for your old fiddle. Then you'll not have to worry about clothes and food any more. The old darkey sat there stunned, amazed. He had never had a hundred dollars in his life. He could not realize that there was so much money in the world for him. Marse Hinton, you don't really mean it, you wouldn't gib me a hundred dollars for dis ole fiddle, would you? But, den, dis am the only friend what's left meg and we's been here together more'n fifty years. Marse Frank might come back some dayg den held be mad at Nic for not keeping his 'Old Strad'. Let's wait three mo' months, an' if he ain't done come by dat time, de fiddle am yours. Thus it was agreed that Uncle Nic would sell his violin to Hinton at the end of three months. Every evening since then he had taken it out on the porch, and as he sat there, he would mumble the same old story to it, over and over again. At last the evening came for Hinton to take it away, and Uncle Nic was telling his story for the last time. A little negro girl, coming home late, called out to him, Whar was you gwine de other day when you passed our house on yo' way to de mill? l ain't done seed you 'till you'se slam out o' sight. Uncle Nic was not in a mood to answer foolish, questions, he was bidding fare- well to his only friend. 'l wuz gwiue whur I wuz gwineg dat's whur l was gwine , was his rather sharp reply. Just then he caught sight of Hinton at the gate. Dar you is, Marse Hinton, come right in. Ole Nic was out here in de cool biddin' farewell to his fiddle. Hit sorter seems like losing one ob de family to let dis ole' friend go. Hit have been mah only friend for many years now, and, Marse Frank, he ainit come for it yitg I guess I might as well let you hah it. But, Marse Hinton, l wants to play just a few mo' tunes before you takes hit away. Ole Nic ain't young no mo', and hit's mighty hard to say good-bye to :Old Strad'. lf I didn't need that money most awfully bad, I wouldn't let you nor no other white man take mah old fiddle. Again the old negro began to play. His whole soul seemed to be in his music. Every emotion was expressed beautifully, the notes rose and fell with the feelings of an aching heart, as weary as the weeping willows from years of faithful service. Hin- ton sat on the steps, fingering a roll of bills. He did not see that tears were rolling down the old darkey's face, he was not conscious that he was hearing a masterpieceg that of an old darlcey's soul bidding farewell to its last companion. Both were too absorbed in his own thoughts to see the tall, stately man who stood at the gate. He had been there for some time, but he was too moved by the peculiar beauty of the magic music to speak. He stood there thinking of the beautiful, little bride he had taken from here so long ago, and of the love old Nic had for Little Sunshine. He stroked his grey beard with one hand, and hastily brushed away a tear with the other. Then he laughed softly. . Uncle Nic dropped the violin to the floor with a bang. He almost fell over Hin- ton as he stumbled clown the steps and out to the gate. There were millions of men in the world, but only one had that peculiar, musical ring in his laugh. Uncle Nic recognized it instantly. De Lord save mah soul , cried the old darkey exultantly, if hit ain't Marse Frank ! LUPINE LEAFLET 15 On Wasting Time IJ El El Elizabeth Regent This is the first day of spring. When the sun came up this morning with such a glittering, gay glory, I thought- The world is so full of a number of things , but now I feel altogether different. I am sitting in the study hallg there is much on my mind, but I fear there is very little in it. It is a pity to be burdened with so much work when all outdoors is calling, Come out and play with me. But it is not for me to play. Within the next fifteen hours I must prepare an essay, a short history of the Irish Government, and cram for a quiz on the Types of Thinking . I can't seem to concentrate tho'. What good does the study of psy- chology do one, if one does not apply it? Psychologists say that looking off in the distance for a moment rests the eyes and, also, puts the mind in a concentrated state. On looking out the window, I see budding trees, baby shoots of grass, and a sprite little red bird, who dares me to count ten and make a wish before he decides to hop or fly away. Why was mankind not born with an education even as this saucy fellow? Now I must study. This history assignment reads: The Success of Bismarck's Ministry -due March second. What utter disrespect! I wonder what Ben Milam, Bowie, and Houston would think if they could return from their chambers in the Silent Hall of Death, and find me pursuing my labors when all the other students of Texas are to.pay respect to these heroes by putting aside all work on Independence Day? This desk and seat aren't very comfortable. I wonder if the girl who occupied this place last year was an industrious student? Yes, yes, I remember she was on the Honor Roll. I must study, too, so that when years come upon me, I will find pouring over books but an irksome task. Who was that who said something about spring and fancy? I don't seem to be able to learn much history. I know what I'll do. I'll stop studying history and write an essay. Anyone ought to be able to write a theme on a beautiful day like this. Here is the list of subjects under this inviting looking magazine. None of the titles seem to harmonize with my feelings. I do not have the in- centive to write On Wearing New Shoes , for I have on an exceedingly old pairg it would be a burlesque for me to attempt On Being Small , when one has overdrawn, it would not be pleasant even to think about The Excitement of Having a Bank Ac- count. Was that the gong? Horrors! 'and that awful quotation about 'ta spent hour pricks my conscience. I must find a subject for my essay tho'. Here- On Wasting Time -I think that applies to me. I hope I can be included in An Apology for Idlers. l am still puzzled over that saying about spring and fancy. Oh, I remember now- In the spring a young man's fancy Lightly turns to thoughts of--- fAnd a young woman's, too, for that matterlj CLWIIIZIO O Mental Lazmess EI El El Evelyn Leonard The psychologist, who said people are born mentally lazy, struck the right chord. I think I must be growing lazier every day in every way. When I went to grade school, l did apply myself a little, but now. When our teacher told us we should put two 16 LUPINE LEAFLET hours a day on each subject and that it was our duty to do so, l said to myself, Listen to me, Evelyn Leonard, if you did as she said, you might get some decent grades. You are going to map out your program so that you will be able to study two hours on each subject every day, and you are not going to let anything inter- fere with your plan either. Do you hear me? Will you do it? Nly conscience answer- ed, Barkis is willing. lt took me an hour to work out that program, but l felt I had not wasted my time. For the first few days 1 managed to carry this out-but ah! the tempetatious! The library full of thrilling stories and my fellow classmates to write notes to! At home new magazines coming in, picture shows, company! It is so easy to be a man of straw! My program stays forsaken in the front of my note book, a South Sea Bubble. Each Thursday night as we rack our brains for something to cover two pages for English, how many of us throw down our paper and pencils in despair and yield our- selves to sweet sleep? How many of us when we tackle our algebra, and the first problem being hard, give up, because we are too lazy to analyze and reason it out? How many of us in history class sit and dream day dreams when we should be writ- ing the day's lesson? When I go to practice, l love to sit and play my old pieces and think of my ambitions. Will I ever succeed in that way? lt uses a little of my brain energy to take a few passages of a new piece and practice it over and over again. lt is so easy to do the other way! ' Why not be mentally lazy? What does it profit one to cram and cram for glory that is forgotten by the world? iillib Puritanically Speaking - Myrle Long Behold the Puritan! He reads no Sunday papers, His Sabbath ne'er began With Katzenjammer capers. CNO special credit in the deed, There were no papers then to read.J He never walked the links, To play at golf on Sunday, A goodly man methinks, To put it off till Monday. CYet second thought and, by the way, There was no golf for him to play.J He never in his pleasure car, The Sabbath desecratedg Nor viewed a movie star, ln clothes abbreviated. fBut cars and movies, don't forget, Had not been invented yet.J And so the Puritan Was never so sorely harrassed, As is the modern man, Nor half as embarrassed. fTemptation never smote this cuss. On Sunday as it smites us.5 LUPINE LEAFLET 17 The Pleasures of Eating U U U Minnie J. Ware To me, eating is a supreme pleasure. I-low I have longed to lose my appetite- Oh! but in vain! I have seen girls who say they were never hungry. I envy themg and, yet, think of the joy I get from eating. It is even a delight for me to pass a delicatessen shop, and look in the window to see tempting salads, garnished with crisp lettuce, or during Christmas times to see whole pigs dressed and stuffed to the brim with the reddest apple in their mouths. Isn't it delightful even to have such a thought? Did you ever pass a bakery, and smell the bread as it is being taken from the' oven? Didn't you Along for a whole bag of buns so that you could eat them every one, and not have to divide? Once, while couvalescing from a long illness, I did not have anything to do ex- cept read magazines. Friends sent me large boxes of the finest candy, but I was not allowed to eat it. I could only hold the box, and think of the choice morsels inside. I was not really supposed to read much, and so there was nothing left to do except look at the pictures. Nlost of the advertisements were highly colored pictures of Jello , Armour's Ham , Raisin Pie , and things of that sort. Was it not enough to give me ah relapse? Now, I am safely over that illness, and often speak of going on a diet. Repeatedly I go to meals vowing that I am going to eat no fats, no sweets, and very little vege- tables. Soup could not be very fattening, and so I eat a whole bowl of it, and then come puffy creamed potatoes, gravy, and roast, which should he as alarming to a reducer, as a red flag to a bull. I am weak and easily tempted. I just must have a little of the potatoes and gravyg and finally say, I'll wait until to-morrow to start my diet. When dessert comes in the form of a rich, cream pie, piled high with thick meringue, my determination to become slender is shattered, and l lose control en- tirely. l suppose it is true that I live to eat. A c-:u:n:o S P R I' U D U Dorothy Smith To-day we have golden sunshine, To-morrow a shower of rain, ' Just see the wild flowers blooming On valley, hill, and plain. Now. there's aisoft, pale curtain, Of wonderful silver mist, Showing a veil of glory, Of deepest amethyst. The trees, the flowers, the grasses, I-low joyously we sing! There is no time for sadness, The whole world knows it s spring! 18 LUPINE LEAFLET The Passing of Modesty U D U Harriette St. Guilhem Where on earth did you get that? asked my horrified grandmother of my new dress. She thoroughly condemns it to be of the devil's handiwork, after taking in the seven yard-wide, ankle-length skirt, the small, tight basque with the deep, sleeveless arm-holes, and the huge love-knot tied at the side-front. Sometimes it seems that l get kicked by all parties concerned, simply because l design my own clothes, but as history repeats itself, it happens on this occasion that l copied that very dress from a picture of my grandmother at seventeen! ln the old days when Queen Elizabeth graciously reigned over England, were not the styles health-ruining fashions? Did l not read somewhere about the four maids that were necessary to dress the Honorable Oueen? We are, at present, spared the unnecessary expense of four maids. Were not the necks horribly low? The skirts horribly?, no wonderfully long? When the sweeping skirts are no longer the vogue, we shall then call them horrid. ln time we shall probably hear our bobbed-haired chil- dren say, Those awful skirts that mother used to wear,-how did she ever walk in them? Perhaps even then they shall be wearing trousers with sleeveless shirts. lf this day of long skirts, long sleeves, high or low necks is called immodest, what must the growing girl wear? How must she dress? The short skirts are barred as Aunt Eliza and Grandmama, also, thought them shockingly immodest. When you stumblingly appeared in your first long skirt, what exclamations were you greeted by? Aunt Eliza seemed choked on the new Home Journal salad, her face swelled and turned red as if it belonged to some other person. Father, too, seemed choked, he murmured an excuse about the telephone and fled, but Father was laughing, Aunt Eliza, however, was furious! Mother did not say or do a thing, she had cried over the fact before you, her baby, was growing up. When, at last, Aunt Eliza was finally recov-' ered, she said in her old maid voice, used only for these occasions, E-liz-abeth, surely you do not intend to be seen in public in that? speaking of your heart's desire. You gulp, and put down your thought in a mental note book, you shall practice on what to say to Aunt Eliza on all occasions hereafter, but you don't answer. She re- peats her question, and you turn to mother for support, she gives none, the hateful, long dress has bereft her of words, she gazes speechless, Aunt Eliza, Elizabeth's you from the front door to the back, from the cellar to the attic, and all over the house, at last you are gone, but the echo of being seen in that in public- my mother would not allow -rings through your head, and a perfectly good evening is almost spoiled. Eve wasn't modest 'till she ate that apple , and if these long, flowing skirts are not modest--I guess we had better have the apples passed again. LUPI NE LEAFLET WVU ,X Z - F 4 W if Z f , , , f , ,' l u 17 'f , ' 1 -' Q' I O '1' . 'r.o':'a, 4 .4 - I If W 5' ' f !l': l.l 1 I 'M VUQUU fl .l.g.shzV.. , .4 :ly it 1 -4. S,,!fT,,a, .10 g O L I , r . I QQ, I I , 'Qc 'A , A Mgr! 5 lj mi 'U git! UQ! VU f ' s xx v 'I OQJIB Qflgp Ill! ' 'Nfl-K'-rr - - 'gall' ,'al ' Q55? K. W' 'wig' .., - yp . l.g,uq,l :ggi . ui ,if ' f pin. .w , - 'i. 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' President of Senior Class. Editor-in-Chief of LUPINE LEAFLET. Vice-President Art Club. Janie Sample- l got a letter from George! Vice-President Senior Class. Treasurer Y, W. C. A. Student Council. Business Manager of LUPINE LEAFLET. Hill Debating Club. Bessie Joiner- Please pay your pledges to the Y. W. President of Art Club. Secretary of Senior Class. Glee Club. Treasurer of Pierrette Players. President YQ. W. C. A. Literary Staff of LUPINE LEAFLET. Mignon Bauman- Have you got your Latin? Treasurer of Senior Class. Literary Staff of LUPINE LEAFLET. LUPINE Eleanor Fitch- My word! Spanish Club. Literary Staff of LUPINE LEAFLET. Grace Elizabeth Maxwell- Have you writ- ten your report for the magazine? Literary Editor of LUPINE LEAFLET. Glee Club. Reporter of Senior Class. Christine Vander Stucken - Ooh! That English! Snap-shot editor of LUPINE LEAFLET. Esther Raby- The Seniors will sell this af- ternoon on the back porch. Vice-President of Hill Debating Club. Glee Club. Spanish Club. Assistant Editor of LUPINE LEAFLET. Student Council. LEAFL PINE LEAFLET Ethel Orrell-'iThere will be a rehearsal for 'Spreading the News' this afternoon. Vice-President of Pierreite Players. Assistant Business Manager of LUPINE LEAFLET. Lola J0lIl6I'-'LHl.ll1'lDlllu ' Secretary of Y. W. C. A. Vice-President of Student Council. Glee Club. Spanish Club. Circulation Manager of LUPINE LEAF- LET. Elaine Pierce- Well- Literary Staff of LUPINE LEAFLET. AEolia Osborn-'il know! Literary Staff of LUPINE LEAFLET. Hattie Lee May- Pm glad she didn't call on me. LUPINE L Flora Lee Appleby- My Jimmie! Secretary of Pierrette Players. Second Vice-President of Student Coun- cil. Assistant Business Manager of LUP1NE LEAFLET. Celeste Jeanne Briscoe- l was sick last night and couldn't study my lesson. Glee Club. Pierrette Players. Assistant Business Manager of LUPINE LEAFLET. Dorothy Cooper - The Mission Stu d y classes will meet at 5 o'clock. Pierrette Players. Y. W. C. A. Cabinet. Literary Staff of LUPINE LEAFLET. Student Council. Spanish Club. Evelyn Watkins- I think so, too. lrene Chase- Ohl Well! Good night! Fine Art Editor of LUPINE LEAFLET. Vice-President of Hill Debating Club. EAFLET 24 LUPINE LEAFLET June Callaway- l have my points! Secretary and Treasurer of Glee Club. Joke Editor of LUPINE LEAFLET. President of Student Council. Esther Preston- There will be a student' body meeting after supper. Exchange Editor of LUPINE LEAFLET. Glee Club. President of Student Council. Hill Debating Club. Kathleen Walker- What's our English les- son about? .Student Council. Glee Club. Secretary of Hill Debating Club. Alumnae Editor of LUPINE LEAFLET. Ruby Lovett- The Pierrette Players will meet at S. Reporter LUPINE LEAFLET. President Pierrette Players. Y. W. C. A. Cabinet. Hill Debating Club. Helen Lacy- lt's 7:10l Get up! Get up1 Secretary Student Council. Literary Staff of LUPINE LEAFLET. LUPINE LEAFLET 25 Semor Poem-We Part n n my Dorothy Cooper - The year is done. and we are through With two years of our college life, Next year some few will start anew To war with books and win the strife, More will begin to face the world, While many cares will crowd their day, No matter how our paths diverge Together we have trod this way. And happy have the hours seemed, As time goes on more happy still- When we shall halt from what we've dreamed And revel in the past at will. That autumn day, how bright the sun, How clear the sky, how sweet to live, When we walked up Westmoorland's walk With step that confidence can give. We think back o'er the joys and pains, But out of all there's happiness. It seems no more than like spring rains, Which came the awakening world to bless With lovely flowers and noble trees: So we should go forth to our sphere Each one to do the task she sees The world most needs in our stay here. 11239 Senior Class Prophecy Irene Chase Time: 5 o'clock P. M., 1972 A. D. Place: Old Ladies' Home in Seguin. Characters: Forever class of '23, The inmates of the old ladies' home, having mutual feelings and fortunes, have gathered together in their old age to renew the friendship of their youth. This abode has been dedicated to the decrepit alumnae of Westmoorland by Henry Ford. The home itself is rather dilapidated in appearance, and a group of the inmates are enjoying themselves in the front yard in the cool of the afternoon.- Old Miss Fitch draws her woolen shawl closer about her thin, grey hair, and says in a quavering voice, For land's sakes, Mignon, you ought to quit comin' out doors without your head uncovered, you'lI catch your death o' cold. Mignon: Well, I don't much cafe if I dog l've eaten mashed potatoes and grits till I can't even look forward to my meals any more. I've done my duty anyway. After I left Westmoorland, I taught Latin for forty years, and this is all the com- pensation I get for it. Eleanor: Well, Ifailed in my career as a novelist, twenty years ago, and you're no worse off than I am. 26 LUPINE LEAFLET Joyce smoothes out her calico dress with her wrinkled hands, and says with a touching defiance: Yes, look what we all got for trying to serve the world nobly. Here l've worked twenty-five years, trying to paint a masterpiece, using Dr. Coue as my subjectg and when I took my work to the leading critic of America, he said it was worse than trash. And now I have to spend the rest of my existence in this miserable place. Dorothy, giving Joyce a comforting pat on the shoulder, I'd rather beadoorkeeperin the house of the Lord than to dwell in the tents of wickedness. We should feel amply rewarded for having endeavored to make our small contribution to the progress of civilization. In my many years of mission work in Devine, I have never looked forward to worldly recompense, but only spiritual. Alice: Yes, Dorothy, you are right. There is no comfort in material wealth. Since William was killed in the Ku Klux War, I've only looked forward to my reunion with him in the world beyond. At this point the mournful conversation is interrupted by a loud scramble in the hall. Celeste rushes out, almost tripping in her long, gray dress, followed by Eliza- beth, with a dilapidated umbrella upraised in her hand. Elizabeth: S'top! Don't let her get away! She fed my parrot poison! Celeste becomes so frightened she runs into Eleanor's chair, upsetting her com- pletely. At this the onlookers rise and rush into the house with one accord. Elizabeth holds Celeste captive at last and stands over her in righteous indignation. You've tormented me all my life! After we left school, you won the man I loved, and left me to pine alone. Then when I became ambitious as a journalist and was about to succeed, you used your money to thwart me in every attempt I made, and now you've taken my last comfort away from me. My poor Polly! At this she is overcome with emotion and sinks into a chair. Celeste: You drove me to everything I did. You were so jealous because l married Jack that you tried to ruin my happiness by making sneering remarks in the papers about my social attempts. I was justified in everything I did, and l've been happy in spite of you, until Jack took the 'flu' and left me. Bessie appears in the doorway with her knitting, and is almost overcome with horror at the tragic scene before her. g Is this all the gratitude you have for the beneficient people whokhave given you this shelter. Go into the house and pray the Lord to forgive you for this desecration. As Celeste and Elizabeth penitently re-enter the house, a car drives up in front of the gate, and Ethel Orrell is assisted to the ground. Her sparse luggage is un- loaded, and her tottering steps are directed to the house. She is turned over to Bessie. Ethel: If I'd a known I'd a ever come to this, I never would'a given up my lover for a career. I've worked in stock companies from Maine to California and never got to play a better part than a maid. Bessie, what drove you to these cir- cumstances? Bessie: I've taken care of this home ever since it was donated to the cause. I felt that my duty lay here, and I've been happy in my work. They go into the house to get Ethel settled in her new surroundings, and a group, who have finished their supper, come out for a chat in the twilight. Lola tstooping to pick a sweet peajz This reminds me of my wedding day. The whole altar was a mass of sweet peas. It was the happiest day of my life. Love is the only thing worth living for, and I've never stopped loving him, even if I did have to get a divorce because he couldn't support me. Christine: Ah, Lola, stop eternally talking about love. I think my life would have been wasted if I had married. I dedicated myself to a scientific research of the emotions, and, as you have often heard me say, mine was the greatest contribution to psychology ever made, namely, that a person can be made to do anything under the influence of music. H LUPINE LEAFLET 27 AEolia: But, Christine, I still insist that your theory is wrong. In my work as a deaconess, I have come to look at life from a very practical standpoint. There's nothing in psychology. lt's all bosh1 Elaine: Now, AEolia, y0u're getting set in your ways. Miss Watkins and I practiced the principles of psychology for forty years in the slums of Bastow, whether you acknowledge it or not, didn't we, Evelyn? June: There's a lot in psychology all right. I formerly used it on my audience when I sang in the great opera, 'The Princess Tut.' When I came on the stage, I always gave a loud scream, and they listened to me breathlessly throughout the re- mainder of the evening. It was just a matter of securing their attention. lt's getting mighty chilly out here. Let's go to bed. At eight o'clock, when the moon is shining, a loud horn is heard, and a large sight-seeing van draws up at the gate. An excited bevy of old ladies alight. They have been enjoynig the philanthropy of a former student of Westmoorland, who has been more fortunate than they, and has used some of her wealth to give them a day's out- ing. The benefactor is Mrs. Jackson, formerly Miss May. She follows the van in her limousine and bows a cheery good-night as she rolls away. Janie fin an awed tonej: Now wasn't that sweet of Hattie Lee?l' Esther Raby: Sweet! lt's the first thing she's done for me since I left school. She's been rollin' in wealth all these years ever since she married that oil king, and here l've struggled for a measly existence, teaching music till they made me stop. She hasn't even invited me to visit her. - Janie: Well, she always was nice to me. Before George died, she and I used to visit a lot. I taught her how to ride horseback one time when I was giving a house party on the ranch, for a lot of rich friends. Yes, 1 did used to go with rich people- even if I have sunk to this. Irene: Well don't spoil a nice day by reminding us of our surroundings. It seems like 'Home Sweet Home' to me anyway, after all those years in Africa, trying to drill the Gospel into those negroes' heads. Bessie calls from the door. All of you hurry up to your rooms immediately except Miss Walker, Miss Pres- ton, Miss Lacy, Miss Appleby, and Miss Lovett. An inspector of the old folks' home wants an interview with a few of you, so I choose you five because you look the healthiest. The chosen five hastily arrange their straggling locks and march solemnly into the parlor. The inspector proves to be a minister and addresses them thus: Ladies, I am trying to raise an appropriation from the various churches for the Old Ladies' Home, and I would like to have a short biography from each of you to use in the campaign. l feel that this will touch their hearts more than anything else. Helen rises and recites in a tragic voice, . When I left Westmoorland, it was with the determination to become famous as a teacher, but after many years of helpless struggling, I abandoned the idea and married the man who had been trying to turn me from my ambition so long. When the great Ku Klux War broke out, he was a Major, and I went into the service as a Red Cross nurse. He was killed, and I am here to-day. Kathleen: My life has been one tragedy after another. l've buried five husbands. fShe, overcome with emotion, is unable to say more.J Bessie leads her from the room, and Esther Preston tells her own tale of woe: I have given my life to the service of art. I designed marvelous creations in Paris for several years, but my eye-sight failed me when I reached the age of forty- five, and I was compelled to come here. - Flora Lea: Personally, I feel that the world is unjust to her worn out heroes, 28 LUPINE LEAFLET just as King Lear's daughters were ungrateful to him. I thrilled audiences for twenty years on the legitimate stage. They made me their idol, but when I became too old to act, they forgot me. It is the oft-repeated tragedy of old age. ' Ruby: I voice the same sentiment. Mary Pickford faded into obscurity when I entered the movies, and I held her place for years, only to become an outcast when my acting became awkward with age. Inspector: Ladies, l go to-night to a meeting at which I expect to raise suffi- cient funds to build a new home. Though you may not live to enjoy it, your suc- cessors will. Senior Class Will The State of Texas, County of Bexar City of San Antonio We, the Senior Class of Westmoorland College of the State of Texas, City of San Antonio, being in good bodily health and of a sound mind, reflecting upon the frailty and uncertainty of life, and being desirous of settling our worldly affairs, and directing how our possessions and effects shall be disposed of after our decease, do hereby make this our last will and testament, revoking all wills heretofore made. First--We give and bequeath to the Junior Class the management and responsibil- ity of the Lupino Leaflet, hoping that it will be as successful as their predecessors. Second-We give and bequeath to the Junior class the natural dignity of the Seniors, their unfailing brilliance in recitations, their special privileges, including the use of the Lodge, the first section in Study Hall, their caps and gowns, and all enter- tainments held in their honor. Third-We do give and bequeath to Miss Allen atperfectk chapel service, in which no one sits down before the close of the prayer. ' Fourth--We do give and bequeath to Mrs. Henderson a model study hall, where no one talks, moves, or wears her hat. U Fifth-We do give and bequeath to Dr. Felix R, Hill, Jr., the presidency of a girl's school, in which all the girls are model young ladies, who never step off the pedestal of propriety. Sixth-Joyce Garrett, of the Senior Class, doth give and bequeath the presi- dency of the Senior Class to any one of the Juniors, who desires to spend some time taking the rest cure. Seventh-Elizabeth Maxwell doth give and bequeath the management of the staff of the Lupine Leaflet to any one who has endless patience and plenty of spare time. Eighth-Kathleen Walker doth give and bequeath her abundant suit of hair to Anna Mathis. Ninth-Lola Joiner doth give and bequeath her ability in Mathematics to Anna Lightfoot. Tenth-Elaine Pierce doth give and bequeath her tallcativeness to Imogene Pomeroy. Eleventh-Irene Chase and Janie Sample give and bequeath their ability to play games to a future resident of the Lodge. ' Twelfth--Eleanor Fitch doth give and bequeath her perfect self-control on re- citals to Irene Tacquard. Thirteenth-Mignon Bauman doth give and bequeath her slenderness to India Kerr. . ' , Fourteenth-Esther Preston doth give and bequeath the presidency of the Stu- LUPINE LEAFLET 29 dent Council to some one who will deal out dennerits and work unflinchingly, and see that the rules are faithfully upheld. Fifteenth-Celeste Briscoe doth give and bequeath her punctuality to her 8:30 classes to Roberta Ricks. Sixteenth-Ruby Lovett doth give and bequeath her fondness of remaining a member of the Senior Class to Edith Wright. Seventeenth-Evelyn Watkins doth give and bequeath her brilliance in Chemistry to Anna Lightfoot. Eighteenth-Hattie Lee May doth give and bequeath her learning to Ruby Baugh. Nineteenth-Bessie Joiner doth give and bequeath the privilege of making speeches, exhorting girls to join the Y. W. C. A. or to pay their pledges, to any one who en- joys makingtspeeches in chapel. Twentieth-AEolia Osborn doth give and bequeath her lightness and formality in study hall to Dorothy McLean. g Twenty-first-Esther Raby doth give and bequeath her sweet smile to Miss Eliza- beth Ragsdale. Twenty-second-Christine VanderStucken doth give and bequeath her fondness of Art Studio Magazine to Martha Bondurant. Twenty-third-Flora Lea Appleby doth give and bequeath her regard for the rules and regulations to Harriet Guilhem. Twenty-fourth-Ethel Orrell doth give and bequeath her superfluous flesh to Vivian Johnson. A Twenty-fifth-Dorothy Cooper and Alice Weston doth give and bequeath their priv- ilege of going home every week-end to Jessie Tidwell. Twenty-sixth-We, the Senior class, do give and bequeath the best of good wishes and regards for the future prosperity and welfare to Westmoorland College. ln witness thereto we do hereby affix our seal this day of April 4, 1923. SENIOR CLASS OF WESTMOORLAND COLLEGE iii Class Poem-Dedicated To The Juniors 2 n u IJ Maggie Mae Lourance We're the class of 23 We're what we arej so let us be, We leaveto you our places few With hopes that you will fill them true. We leave to you our teachers kind ln searching the world, no better you'll find. But best of all we leave our love, . Which no one knows, but God above. 30 LUPINE LEAFLET Sophomores - LUPINE LEAFLET 31 The Sophs' Sponsor El El El Marian Teller We all love her-just adore her, Our deep feeling, we can't express. But we'll strive now, in a measure, To tell her of it here, l guess. She a teacher, a friend, an adviser, To each and everyone has been. We by her have been corrected, But we deserve it now and then. The time will come when we must leave her. Perhaps forever we shall part, But this thought now dear, dear Sponsor, Draws a pain from each girl's heart. iii Sopohomore Class History El EI IJ Anna Mathis The fact that l have been with this class of Senior Academy girls, from the first year high on up the steep and toilsome ladder, makes me quite familiar with all the facts and circumstances concerning it. l can recall our first year of high school with a great deal of amusement. We really thought we knew most everything, and since we had'attained high school - why really all were most grown in our own estimation. Our hobby during that year was that of giving plays. lt is said that most everybody is Ustage struck once in their lives. Evidently it had hit us all hard that year. Among the plays we gave were Just Patty , Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm , The Fairies of the Wood , and nu- merous others l cannot name. If the play was worked up well enough, then we would sometimes charge the bankrupting sum of ten cents. On the play, Just Patty we really made quite a little fortune, we thought, with this we bought a set of leather- bound poems of Whittier for the library. l enjoyed my first year in high school thor- oughly, dissipating in many picnics. During the second year of the academy we entertained our sister class, the Senior academy, several times. I shall always remember it as a year of good, hard studying, however,-on one occasion we had a delightful time at a theatre party with dinner afterwards. Now l come to the most important and enjoyable year of all-the graduating year. That is, I hope it to be. From the very first of the term I noticed the kind of girls in the class. There is not a one who is really so serious that she has not enough pep to he in for a good time . Of course, we all realize the importance of study- ing, but we intend to give ourselves a grand send-out, if possible. There was some delay in getting our class organized, but we have made up for loss of time since then. After Mrs. Hill consented to be our sponsor, there was really nothing more to be added to make the class complete. On St. Patrick's day we entertained the Senior College girls with a tea, which proved to be a good time for all. And sometimes when l think that this is to be the parting of our class, it is not without a great deal of regret. But l am sure the class of '23 will be remembered forever by us all. 32 LUP'INE LEAFLET The Sophomores Abroad The WV. C U U D Roberta Ricks Strange things have happened, but who would have thought way back in 1923 that the entire class of that year would be assembled on a yacht, ten years from then? Could it bepossible, or was l only dreaming? I had to pinch myself every few min- utes to make sure that I was awake. Down in the cabin of the W. C. sat Levert Shotts, the originator of this won- derful reunion, telling how she had inherited millions, and decided to remain single and help the fellow classmates have a good time. Burta Gilliland, her room-mate of Westmoorland, had become a famous lawyer, but found time to break away from her fascinating practice to join Levert at Galveston. Levert and Burta had greeted three of us at New Orleans, where we CCora Mae Lee and li had been visiting Nell Wallace Kelly in the Governor's Mansion. Nell Wal- lace had married the grocery store clerk, who had recently been electd Governor of Louisiana. Cora Mae's picture could be seen in every magazine as an advertisement for Wild Root Hair Tonic . Cora Mae had married, but still continued her adver- tising. After Levert had related the story of her life since we had last seen her, she went on to explain the plans of the cruise upon which we were about to embark. She had made arrangements with all the girls of our class to meet her at various points. So the W, C. steamed out of the bay, bound for Havana, Cuba, with five happy girls aboard. ' At Havana, five other giris were waiting our arrival. There were Helen Fleishman and Anna Mathis, who were just returning from a tour of the world, demanding wo- man's rights. They were both typical woman suffragettes. Then there was Thelma Floyd, president of a girls' boarding school in Trinidad. Also on the trip were Maggie Mae Lourance and Ruby Lewis, who were writing a history of Cuba. Our next port was Charleston, South Carolina, where we took on Mildred Pol- lard, who had become a well-known doctor, Alva Taylor, a Salvation Army worker in that city, and Stella Stumburg. Stella had married and had left her husband at home while she joined her old classmates. Della Halbert had inherited an orphan's asylum in Columbus and had decided to spend the remainder of her life, caring for those poor, unfortunate, little children. However, she was the same old Della we had all known at W. C. , when she met her old friends once more. We spent two days in Charleston, waiting for all the girls to come aboard. From there we went to Norfolk, Virginia. The first to come across the gang- plank was Ber- nice Neely, the first Ambassador from the United States to Russia. Marian Teller had married an oil king. She and her husband lived in the most magnificent home in Norfolk. Here we also took on board Mary Tomlinson, known all over the East and South as Dainty Little Mary Tomlinson and Her Company. She had had the lead in a stock company since the day she left Westmoorland. Mary had married her leading man, but she managed, somehow, to leave him for a two weeks' reunion with her classmates. On reaching New York we were welcomed by the remainder of our class: NaDelI Welch, Vestre King Chalk, Vivian Johnson, and Louise Sights. NaDell had become fa- mous as an actress in Shakespeare's plays, especially as Lady Macbeth. Vestre King, because of her love of geometry, had studied interior decorating, both in New York and Paris, since she left Westmoorland. She, too, had married, her husband being an architect of great renown. Louise was the owner of a popular cafe in Greenwich Vil- LUPINE LEAFLET 33 lage. Vivian had become one of the four hundred of New York. It was indeed an honor to have one of our classmates hold such a high social position. As New York was the last was called by Vestre King, our W. C. , and of the many trials leans, two weeks from the date come to an end, and in the same meeting place, we were assembled, and a final roll old president. We talked of the good old days at of the class of '23. Farewells were said at New Or- of our departure from New York. All good things manner this happy reunion reached its conclusion. Advertisements-Sophomores of 1923 Nell Wallace Kelley To the Juniors: We recommend this liniment, which has been prepared with great care and skill. lt not only gives instant relief but effects a permanent cure in every case. lt has been used with great success on the Senior class, having cured some very bad cases of swelled head , a disease so often found among Seniors. For gold medal guarantee, see Della Rose Halbert, Levert Shorts, Thelma Floyd. Wanted: A detective of unusual skill and powerful ability. He must be able to find out what people are thinking, as well as what they say and do. The applicant for this position will have to discover what the teachers really think about their pupils. Apply to Anna Mathis and Cora Mae Lee. Reward: We will pay 81000 reward to any one who will show us how to forget we ever heard about Geometry, and how to avoid ever hearing anything about it again as long as we live. Vestre King Chalk and Maggie Mae Lourance. For Sale: A text book of inestimable value entitled, Senior Dignity and Tact. This never fails to please teachers-Na Dell Welch and Virginia Hurt. Lost: Two large Latin books. No reward for the return of these books. Finder will confer a great favor by keeping them. Marion Teller and Burta Gilliland. Notice. Campus Comedy -Students needing special training apply to Helen Fleishmann and Bernice Neeley. y For Sale: Books of Knowledge, in good condition. Guaranteed unused. Covers worn slightly. Ruby Lewis and Louise Sights. Here's your chance, Freshies : l will sell my patent method of smiling to get by to the best looking young lady in the 1923 Freshman class. Mary Tomlinson. ' I will be pleased to coach any academy play. ,Ask faculty for recommendation. Roberta Ricks. Mildred Pollard wishes to bestow her dainty powder puff as a token of honor upon Eleanor Ragsdale. Notice: For a course in successful advertising apply to Stella Stumberg and Vivian Johnson. After muchloss of sleep and worry, Alva Taylor decides to leave her gray hose to her cousin Marion Scott. ' o::n:n:.o 4 When long years pass, and we pick up This book of memories so dear, Then may we say, as others do, The school days are the happiest years. 34 1. Question: Answer 2. Question: Answer 3. Question Answer 4. Question: Answer: 5. Question Answer 6. Question Answer 7. Question Answer 8. Question Answer : LUPINE LEAFLET Sophomore Examg 1923 DDD Will the Sophomore class of 1923 live long? Yes, they surely should live to a ripe old age, for only the good die young. What is more terrible than a storm at sea? A Latin Exam. What is life's own sunshine? A cheerful disposition. What has every Sophomore learned? Never put off till to-morrow the work that should be learned to-day! What is meant by home stretch? Senior year. What is meant by a polygon? A dead Parrot. Why are some people so quiet in class? Because they have learned that the best way to hide ignorance is to look wise. What are the saddest days of all the year? The days when exams draw near. CSIIZITO Lupine Leaflet Sponsors Miss Lllker ln looking through the Lupine Leaflet you will not find the name of Miss Luker very often, but if k you new the circumstances, you could read her name into it many times. She is the power behind the pen, so to speak, and to her we owe a great deal of the success of the Magazine. It is she who has looked over endless ma- terial, and selected the best and worked with the 'special editors in their staff meet- ings. We wish to acknowledge our appreciation of Miss Luker's invaluable assistance. E Miss Middleton The one who has had to guide our impulsive minds when we got excited in class meeting, has been M' M'ddl iss 1 eton, who in her quiet way has been our most beloved sponsor and chum. On our picnic, at our banquets, or in history class we have found Miss Middleton a wonderful sponsor and a fine teacher. LUPINE LEAFLET 35 -' TCDeD6QlVi'.,YE STGRDQV Westmoorland El U Us Muriel Forbes Have you heard of this school out West End way That is to be built again, if we have our say, That runs nine months without a holiday, And then! just along about the last of May, When the girls out there can no longer stay, To their homes they will go without delay, Charming the boys with painted lips, Scaring their parents into fits? Have you ever heard of that schooll say? In September nineteen twenty-two, When the heavy clouds had a leaden hue, Came beautiful girls many and few. That was the year we scuttled about, Practicing a play, that never came out- Which caused the girls to quarrel and pout, But the heavens proved a water spout. Look! the sun shines bright on Commencement Day, And the girls go rejoicing on their way. Everything passes off so fine, But the academy girls want a line, Or some other sign to let them know That their grades on the finals were not too low, But we'll hear from Miss Miller early or late, And we will be happy to know our fate. Westmoorland College is in our minds ln a few years more we hope to find A building beautiful to behold in the heart of our ln the heart of our city placid and old, Where the girls still learn science and arts. May thoughts of her always live in our hearts. city t.,.,.a 36 LUPINE LEAFLET Memories of My School Days El Cl D Bessie Joiner Year-1922-1923 Colors-Blue and Gold. AUTOGRAPHS ' 4-4-1923 Dearest Sugar Lump: It is impossible for you to dream how perfectly tickled 1 am to have the priv- ilege of writing in your darling memory book. Just think! Only 58 more days. and then where will we be? Good guess, fixing to go home. But when you do go, Honey, don't forget your fellow-sufferer in English and Math., and the good times we had together in those classes. Yours 'till the ear-rings, W. C. GIRL. PARTIES Party for the old girls and their little sisters. This is a piece of my baby sis' bonnet string. I-Iallow'een Party-Oct. 28. - Surely did have a good time. Heard the ghosts of several famous men speak. November 10 The L-hall teachers are entertaining half of the faculty with a Bunco party. They seem to be having a good time. A , November 29 The other half of the faculty are having a Rook party. l'm afraid they're having too many social functions. The Juniors took the Seniors on a movie party. We had a lovely time, and got our pictures put in the day's paper. February 15 A remembrance from the Y. W. C. A. Valentine Tea. I February 17 We had a George Washington party. The reception hall looked beautiful. The San Antonio Academy boys were invited. We spent a delightful evening. ' March 16 The Colonna Art Club gave a darling St. Patrick's party. The games were very entertaining, and the eats extremely good. At the close of the party, we all rushed to kiss the Blarney Stone, and confetti was showered on us. March 17 The seventh grade entertained the sixth. From all reports, they seem to have had a delightful time. I know their eats were good because I got some. Here's a piece of the paste-board plate. . March 17 The Academy Seniors gave the College Seniors a tea. The T contest was very entertaining. The plates were certainly served generously in a green and white color scheme. Everything harmonized with the St. Patrick season, even to the little green and white pipes formed on the plates. March 31 The faculty celebrated All Fool's Day. Miss Luker and Miss McReynolds were hostesses. They say Miss Allen won the prize for the biggest fool. Did you ever? Miss Mainard got a sack of peanuts and would not share them with Miss Runkle. Our instructors must have had a gay time that night, if one may judge by the noise they made. But- LUPINE LEAFLET 37 A little nonesense now and then ls relished by the wisest men- And with a coxcomb they began- ENTERTAINMENTS Oct. 24-Rosa Ponselli. Oct. 19-Some fellows came out with a radio car, and we listened to the radio until after light-bell. We listened in on Kansas City, Fort Worth, and some city programs. Nov. 6-10--Good English week. Pageants given at the morning chapel exercises. Nov. 20-Mr. Frost's lecture at Main Avenue High School. Nov. 22-W. C. night on the radio. Dec. 17-Y. W. Christmas program. Feb.21-Violin Recital by Jasha Heifetz. Geraldine Farrar. March 31-Hammock's famous jazz orchestra played in the chapel. The latest pieces were played on comb flutes and trombones, ukeleles, dust-pans, various sized pea-nut butter glasses, a pitcher, and the study hall bell, accompanied by the famous V. K. at the piano. Q April 3--Mme. Ernestine Schumann-Heink. April 5-St. Louis Symphony Orchestra, Mr. Rudolpha Ganz directing. April 9-Pierrette Players' performance. April 21-W. C. float rode in the Fiesta week parade. April 211801116 of us took part in the Fiesta week pageant. We represented morning clouds. SPORTS Nov. 11-Dr. Hill organized a base ball team. Dec. 13-One of the chief sports of the W. C. girls is donkey riding. To-day Penelope actually carried Margaret from one fence to another without being coaxed and dragged. Jan. 25-A bat entered study hall. Screams of dismay followed. The lights were turned offg and after a while the beast flew into the reception hall. The faculty then waged a broom-war against the winged creature. Feb. 27-Prune-eating contest. Miss Elgin won the championship. March 12-The Wesleyan Institute faculty challenged the W. C. faculty to a game of tennis. March 21-Miss Elgin and Irma won a love game. Of Tennis? i A Census of Westmoorland Regularly enrolled .......................,......,.......,...,,,.,.,. 200 Like gym .................... 2 Have to take gym ........... 150 Think they are funny ...... 175 Are funny ............................. 5 Would like to know trig .,..,,,, 20 Know trig .........,................. 3 Talk about swell fellow ...... 199 Have swell fellows ........ 6 Donlt like to get up ....... 200 Do get up .................... 200 Always hungry ....... 200 Never hungry .............. 0 Always borrowing .... L .....,. 133 Always willing to lend ...... 9 38 LUPINE LEAFLET The Pierrette Players' Performance El D IJ Joyce Garrett The Pierrette Players offered an evening of delightful entertainment on April 9, in the form of five one-act plays. Rumors preceding the event had promised many surprises, and the course of the evening fulfilled all expectations. The program was especially interesting in that the plays were coached by members of the Pierette Play- ers' Club. ' One unique feature of the performance, was the appearance of Della Rose Halbert, as head usher, with Loretta Houston, Esther Preston, Anna Mathis, and Mildred Smith, an attractive coterie of Pierrette girls, appropriately dressed in French costumes. These girls flitted about the stage and sang a catchy tune, informing the audience that they were to act as temporary stage-hands and that the imaginations of the onlookers would have to furnish the lacking elaborate stage properties. They proceeded to set the stage for the first play as the audience contributed hearty applause. Those Who Passed One Day was presented by a group of younger girls, who showed exceptionally good work. The play was well suited to the youthful actors as it dealt with a beautiful queen, her villainous pursuer, who intended to behead her, and the bravery of the heroic little boy who saved her. Although nobody claimed the responsibility of coaching this act, the small performers showed good management and co-operation. The pathos of 'tFennel emphasized the ability of Ruby Lovett, who coached the play and also had the leading role. The theme of the little drama centered about an unselfish hunchback, who cheerfully forfeited a coveted honor in order that the girl he loved -might be happy. The serious note in Fennel brought out the dramatic ability of the participants to a decided advantage. A rollicking play in Irish dialect was Spreading the News. This comedy was a satire on the Irish love of gossip, illustrated in the enlargement of an insignificant occurrence into an enormous crime. The cast of this act portrayed Irish character- istics in an exceedingly humorous manner. Ethel Orrell coached the play and took a leading part. Her skilled direction was manifested in the realism of the performance. The age-old theme of By the Gate was unusually well directed by Jane Seiser, who also held an important place in the cast. The play dealt with several youthful lovers, who, when confronting their truly beloved, pledged unfailing allegianceg and later when the opportunity offered itself, proved false and fickle. The humorous sit- uations were well presented by the participants. The oriental atmosphere of The Singing Soul was attractive as well as myste- rious. Flora Lea Appleby showed rare ability in coaching this Chinese play, which cen- tered about the sacrifice of a little Chinese singer to save her father from the wrath of the gods. The quality of the acting in 'tThe Singing Soul was in keeping with the talents of the performers. The conclusion of the program marked the successful outcome of sincere and well spent efforts on the part of the Pierrette Players, and the patient supervision of Bernice Hardy Duggan, under whose direction the plays were presented. The com- mendable work of the individual coaches entitles them to worthy comment, as does the co-operation of all the different casts. The performances of the Pierrette Players are always popular. LUPINE LEAFLET 39 The Expression Department Ruby Lovett The history of the Expression class of '22-23 ended with a big success on the night when the three graduating students Ethel Orrell, Flora Lea Appleby, and Ruby Lovett appeared in the Exhibition. lt was laughingly funny as well as gloriously en- chanting, and nobody ever found out what became of the dog. Well what else did the Expression class do? They made a big hit every time they appeared, thanks to Miss Bernice Hardy Duggan. And everybody sat up and took notice when a reading was announced because something unusual always hap- pened. All of the pupils made marked progress during the year. The Pierrettes are not going to end their club with the closing year, but have made provision for it to start work right away next September, The officers have been elected as follows: ' President-Miss Winnie Carl. Secretary-Miss Levert Shotts. Treasurer-Miss Maurine Scott. Vice-President-Miss Bernadyne Stokes. Business Manager--Miss Imogene Wiley. They could not disband without having a little fun, and so they had a party and went to the Royal after dinner at the Original. They also made a lasting donation to Westmoorland in the form of a book case containing books which will be of value to the Expression department hereafter. ill? Piano Department Irene Chase The annual Children's Recital was held in the College Auditorium on the even- ing of May 14. As is the custom, the general Students' Recital was held on May 21. The closing recital of the year, the Grand Final Concert, took place on May 31. All participants proved their ability to meet the demands made upon them, and the three evenings were occasions of perfect enjoyment. On the evening of April 30, a most delightful recital was held in the College Auditorium. The artists, Miss Mildred Elgin, pianist, and Mrs. Rubie Perryman Hardin, Soprano, were most enthusiastically received by the appreciative audience. The even- ing was a decided success from start to finish. The program follows: Suite in D Minor .........................................,.............,,.,,,..,,,,.,,.....,,..,,,,.,. D'Albert Allemande Gavotte and Musette Rondel of Rest .......................................... ...... C yril Scott Birth of Spring ..................,,............ ,,.,,. Q .,.. S teffen Thou Art Like a Gentle Flow'ret .....,. ,,,,,,,,.., L iszt Capriccio in B Minor ...,,............. ,,,,,,, B rahms Willtl OD. 42 ........,..,.,,.. .,,,,., C h0pin The M0llOtOllE .............. ,.,,,,,,, C grnelius Slave Song .........,...,........ ,...,.,,,,, D el Riego The Phantom Legions ...,.. ,.,,,,. W ard-Stephens TOCCMH ..........................,. ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, J 01135 En Automne ................. ,,.,, M oszkowgki Papillons .......................... lntermezzo en Octaves ...... Cycle: Love's Epitome .....,...., Since First l Met Thee In the Garden She is Mine Dear Hand, Close Requiem Held in Mine Rosenthal Leschetizky Mary Turner Salter LUPINE LEAF-LET LUPINE LEAFLET 4I Activities of the Glee Club U U IJ The Glee Club of Westmoorland College has recently given three sacred concerts. The first was presentednat Travis Park Metrodist-Church. Nancy Ellen Rice proved in efficient pianist in her playing of Chopin's Berceuse as the assisting soloist. Other solo numbers were given by Margaret Wilson and Kathleen Hester, Sopranos. Similar programs were given at the College and at McKinley Avenue Church on Sundays, April 29, and May 6, respectively. The club is to assist the music and ex- pression departments in the concluding recitals given in the school auditorium May 21, The Other Side El EI El Janie Sample Our faculty-some folk may think of solely in their shops, but there is another side-I know. Each one has a hobby. It is not golf either. Listen, l'll tell you. The other day I tapped on Miss Allen's door, wanting to speak with her a mo- ment. No one answered my knock, but I could hear someone laughing and talking. Finally, Miss Allen said, come . I went in, and what should I find? There was Miss Allen, Miss Joiner, Miss Barbe, and Miss Marsh playing Rook , with Miss Repass look- ing on. I had to swallow hard, because I couldn't imagine them amusing themselves in that way. K And what could be more unexpected than to hear of Miss Luker enjoying a melodrama once a week and sometimes oftener? She speaks of Douglass Fairbanks as her movie ideal, and she is the English Instructor, and abhors happy endings in class. Goodness! One Saturday evening I passed by the cooking room, and saw 'Miss Middleton making divinity balls with two Seniors. I had an idea that teachers didn't like to get their hands all sticky. j Even Miss Henderson and Miss Elgin can enjoy window shopping. Every Monday they are in town-they seem to be fond of walking and talking-with love-light in their eyes. Q Miss Mainard has almost started a hot-house in the laboratory. One can always find her watering the flowers, and all the while she is smiling at them as if they were telling her something. I have heard of people pulling petals off of flowers and saying, He loves me, he loves me not. ' One may wonder where Miss Ragsdale is several nights out of the week-well, I don't know, but a young fellow passes the study hall windows quite often. On passing through third floor hall -you sometimes smell the odor of tea. If you are very curious, you might stick your head in the door of Miss Runkle's room and find her serving tea to Miss McReynolds and the Misses Loden. The other night Mrs. Ray and Mrs. Hardin started to a concert+Mrs. Ray driv- ing Mrs. Hardin's car--Did they ever get there? In the still of the evening one can hear low tones-of course, they are the voices of Miss Campbell and Mr. Roy. If a wise old owl should be in a nearby tree, per- haps he could tell us more. 5 ' Mrs. Hill is such a busy little woman that we often wonder when she finds time for anythingg but when sheigets 'tfussed up with a new string of beads to match a pretty gown, we know she is ready for a dinner engagement. But most amazing of all, one would scarcely recognize our dignified president, Dr. Hill, enjoying a lively romp with' his dogs. He does not get behind closed doors to play with Lady eitherj He calls her little girl, and hops about as lively as the bird dog puppies themselves. and May 3 0. 42 LUPINE LEAFLET Religious Activities El El El Dorothy Cooper One morning at chapel everyone looked so expectant that anybody might have guessed that there would be a special service. But it exceeded our expectations. Dr. Miller, who was then conducting a revival at Travis Park church, gave the morning talk, not address, and Mr. Stapleton and Mr. Reed entertained us with musical num- bers, while Brother Moore sat on the platform and looked happy. We were, too. But the most prolonged happiness and blessing was that which we enjoyed during the three days' revival service that Brother Moore conducted. His messages were grip- ping, and applied to our lives in such a way that we all received great, spiritual bene- fit. Many girls gave in their names for church membership, and we feel that our group prayer meetings were a great help to us all. During the revival week, we had the pleasure of having Miss Brandstetter, the traveling secretary of the Woman's Council, as our 'guest for a few days. She talked privately with the girls about their plans for life work, and several girls volunteered for life service. She also spoke at chapel and at a meeting of the Mission Study Classes. Miss Riggs, Secretary of the Y. W. C. A., made us a visit in connection with our Y. W. C. A. work. She spoke to the student body at a tea which the Y. W. gave in her honor. This year we have two Mission Study classes organized. The foreign study class took India for its subject while the home class emphasized Mexican life in the United States. Both classes went on various trips to interesting places in and near San An- tonio such as the Wesley House, Wesleyan Institute, Casa de Milagros, and a settle- ment of Mexicans called Cementville. We also gave an Easter Hunt for some of the children at the Wesley House. We have greatly appreciated the interest that Miss McReynolds and Miss Runkle have taken in helping us in our study and work. 0232? Exchanges U EI III Esther Preston We have on file as Exchanges, the following papers: Le Pithaya Thorn, Pearsallg The Lane-0, College of Industrial Arts, The J-T A C, Tarleton Agricultural College, and The San Antonio Academy Record. We read the La Pitokya Thorn with much enthusiasm. The review of the ath- letic events is very interesting, and especially did we enjoy reading the social notes. In regard to The J-T A C, we wish to speak a good word for the students of the Tarlton Agricultural College in behalf of their splendid paper. Your articles of gen- eral interest are especially good. Your occasional jokes are always very witty. We look forward with pleasure to the arrival of The J-T A C, which is always here on time. The Lau-0 contains very interesting reading matter. The February issue, con- taining greetings to the fathers and mothers of the students of the College of ln- dustrial Arts, was thoroughly enjoyed by all. We give The Lau-0 a high place among the papers. We were delighted to receive the April number of The Academy Record, and found it very interesting and attractive. We read with special interest the review of lf Winter Comes , and must say that it is not only exceptionally well organized, but the insight into the characters of this novel impels interest. Your personals, jokes, and various articles, taken as a whole, are all very good. We hope to receive other num- bers of The Academy Record. I LUPINE LEAFLET 43 Alumnae News D U El A very welcome letter was received from Mrs. Geo. Robertson, nee Miss Pensive Cocke, saying that she had received her B. A. degree from the State University in June, 1921. She was married in June, 1921, to Geo. Leonard Robertson. Also a card was enclosed, announcing the birth of a son. Mrs. L. B. Grossmith from 1036 Ashland Ave., St. Paul, Minnesota, paid a very interesting visit to the college and added her name to the subscription list. My Dear SchooI-mates:- I am anxious to get in touch with Westmoorland College flbear old S. A. F. CJ again. I haven't time this afternoon, but I want to write you a long letter soon, telling you about our latest colonial possessions, The Virgin Islands of the United States , and you may publish it in your paper if you wish to do so. As always love and every good wish for the continued progress of my first and best loved school. Sincerely yours, MARION SCROGGIN CLARKEI CMrs. B. HJ Care Capt. B. H. Clark, U. S., Legal aide to the Governor St. Thomas, Virgin Islands. ililib Miss Janie Sample, Business Manager. Dear Miss Sample: San Antonio, Texas, May 4th, 1923. In this busy day, when all of us seem to be living in such a rush, one has very little time for retrospection, but not long ago on a rainy day, while rummaging through an old cedar chest I came across the picture of my own graduating class. With feel- ings of mingled sadness and joy, l looked at the faces of my dear class-mates, sad- ness, because those who once were so dear to me are scattered far and wide, joy, be- cause of the success and happiness, which has come to most of us. Perhaps like Longfellow, the spell of The Rainy Day made me feel poetical, at any rate here is a bit of historical jingle, which may perhaps call the memories of by gone days. For want of a better name we will call it Just an Old-fashioned Picture. My, my, how time does fly, It seems to be but yesterday. Can those be my own class-mates With pompadours, so grand? With big, full sleeves and great, wide skirts, We were a happy band. Eleven girls made up our class In dear old S. A. F. C.g Miss Walton and Dr. Harrison Taught us, to proper be.. Auto rides, bobbed hair, or rouge Hadn't come to bother us, We had never heard of such a thing As jazz or other things. With the ease of the greatest diplomat, We would settle in any debate, The affairs of the greatest nations Whether home or a foreign state. LUPINE LEAFLET Our class have wandered, far and wide From our alma mater dearg Two live in California Gladys B. Terrell and Mamie N. Burney, The West girls, and I are here. Yetta Lay, who was our Brightest Star, ls out in Arizonay. Some are teachers, some just wivesg Some think they are quite tony. Dear Alma Mater, we are proud of youg There rise to praise your name, Singers, readers, speakers, teachers, Nlusicians who've won fame In the musical world alone. Josie Flannery, Annie Wicks, Hazel Cain, Ethel Carrol, Pearl Johnston, Mary McKenzie, a dozen more- Have brought Westmoorland fame. Only an old-fashioned picture, But my love is as strong, l know, As it was for my dear, old college So many years ago. With love and best wishes for Westmoorland. BERNICE KENDALL LEAI 0:1122 QPGKJGYPVJGQ' LUPINE LEAFLET 45 Among Ourselves Dad's Letter Ethel Orrell Bunkum Center, Sept. 20, 1922. Dear Daughter: You have been there at that Westmoorland College about two weeks now, and I imagine the home sickness is breaking out on you pretty thick by this time, but don't let it get the best of you and come piking home, for remember I have sent you to col- lege to try to make something out of you. Above all I don't want book learnin' to make a fool of you. Try to cultivate and improve on what common sense the Lord gave you so as you won't be ashamed of your old dad what don't wear a Jelly Bean hair cut and peg leg breeches. ln reference to the funds will say that I can't send as much as you asked forg how- ever, I am enclosing a dark blue money order for two dollars and thirty cents. lt is on Sears-Robuck for that hat your mother sent back Xmas. Please keep this in mind that I am making a great many sacrifices to keep you in school, and I don't want you to think that your sole object is to spend money and wear the loudest styles of raiment. Let me insist that you let your hair grow outg if the Lord had intended that you wear bristles, HE would have put them on. Don't try to improve on the plan of the Almighty, he did the best by you he could with the material he had, and the more you monkey with his business, the worse you make it. There may be some people the style is becoming to, but you are not one of them. Last Friday night there was an exhibition down at the school house, and your brother Jack recited The Charge of the Light Brigade , in a voice that sounded like a cross between a steam engine and a dog fight, nevertheless he received many congratu- lations, and his mother was mighty proud of him. That old speckled hen, that ain't layed an egg since the woods were burned, is trying to set again. Blast her old feathers! She's got a pile of rocks under her this time trying to hatch a gravel bed, I reckon. Old Fido has six new pups. When they get their eyes open, I will send you the money to come home, bein' as you always was fond of pups. Your mother sends her love, she still thinks that you are the most brilliant specimen of God's handiwork, on the face of the earth. I love you and all that-and I wouldn't take a million for you, but I wouldn't give a ten cent bill for another one just like you. Affectionately, YOUR DAD. LUPINE LEAFLET The Senior Float LUPINE LEAFLET 47 Secrets of Seniors U U U Joyce Garrett January 1-Dear diary, I have promised to confide in you daily-even when I return to school. You shall be the recipient of all my outbursts of pain, hunger, fear, and rage, and their effects upon my system. Woe is mel School in two days. January 4- Blue and broken-hearted -that's me. l've been at W. C. since yes- terday and haven't received one letter. January 6-Jack writes the cutest letters. I've put his picture up again. January 13--This is an unlucky day for me. I have discovered that Jack writes to that awful, frowsy Jean Harris. His picture is down, and his name is mud! I will write to Hal to-night. I have just put his picture up again. - January January January January February I am becoming horribly sentimental. She doesn't appreciate my aesthetic nature. February S-A boy from home came to-day! I have been swamped with visitors this afternoon. The next time a box arrives, I shall issue invitations and have a reception. The inmates ,of this institution are marvels when it comes to discovering the where- abouts of food. February 15-Shades of Allah! Having just been removed from the infirmary after ten days of illness, I hereby swear to abstain from pickles and sardines. February 20--W-allace Ried is dead! Grace and I attended his funeral by proxy. February 23-Jack sent a long epistle swearing his love for me and begging me him and forgive him. I remain firm, however. 1-Grace and I discovered a hidden door in the attic to-day. Rooming on as dull as it seemed at first. to write to March fourth isn't March frightening March March March my hair. March March March 20-EXHIIIS are over! 22-Rain. 23-See January 22. 24-Ditto. 2-I dreamed that Hal and Jack fought a duel over me. Grace says that 5-Grace and I received two demerits for prowling through the attic and the faculty. . 12-Shall I bob my hair? 14-I wonder how Hal would like my hair bobbed? 16-Jack said to me once that he wouldn't speak to me again if I bobbed 19 26 28 I've decided not to cut my hair off-Mother and.Dad might object. -A glorious spring day. I know that Jack likes me instead of Jean. -What has come over me? Miss Ellis said I was developing the habit of day-dreaming. Grace says I am becoming disgustingly sentimental, and this after- noon I put on one gray stocking and one black one, and didn't notice the difference April April April April April 1 5 Fools' day-I put Jack's picture up again, Fifty-eight more days. 11-Fifty-two more days. 20 -Forty-th ree more days. 25--Nearly asphyxiated in the laboratory this afternoon. 28-Received one demerit for tardiness at meals. May 2-Each day is a little harder and a lot longer. Hal sent me a lovely box of chocolates, but as usual, the visitors flocked there are only a few pieces left. -I had my picture taken last week. I hope Jack likes the one that I am April May 6- like ants, so May 11 sending him. May 20 -Eleven more days. 48 LUPINE LEAFLET May 25-Exams! I am cramming as never before. May 29-Baccalaureate Sermon was preached last Sunday: the usual discourse on opportunity. June 2-At last--l am educated. The world is mine! c::n:o ' Our Pharoahs D D U Elizabeth Maxwell Like the Egyptians of old, we have our line of rulers or Pharaohs. Our Exalted Ruler is Felix of the House of Hill, High Commander of the College of Westmoorland. He has dominated over the Western Hemisphere of the world San Antonio for three years. He is deeply loved and respected by his many subjects and by his mate, Mistress- Exalted Edith Hill. Lady occupies the sofa of honor and is the least neglected of the royal court attendants. Next in turn for the ruler's position is Princess Berd R. Allen, renowned as being the greatest mathematician, having worked out to the finest degree the curves of a water sprinkling apparatus. Other ladies-in-waiting are honorable respresentatives of the House of Luker, Mid- dleton, McReynolds, Joiner, Runkle, and Mainard. Lady Luker has proven herself unusually attractive by trying to force upon her subjects the English language, which seems absolutely foreign to them. Latin, under the instruction of Lady Runkle, has magnetic powers and the throngs, eager to learn this every-day tongue, have passed beyond control. Since we have constructed three tombs for our kings, and Pahnolive Soap is re- ceiving a large sale, history ceases to be made at a fast rate. Historian Middleton, nev- ertheless, stresses the study of fan-making, in order that the coming generations will not suffer from intense heat. Lady Mainard, Scientist of the College of Westmoorland, is in deep study over the pleasant odor caused by the burning of sulphur in an open hall. Educator McReynolds has almost completed the perfect plans for the George Junior Republic, and will soon have the institution of learning controlled by unparalleled teaching and governing methods. Our own Lady Joiner, influenced by unknown spirits of the coming nations, Brazil, Spain, and France, is beyond question. What she doesn't know of these, her romantic languages, wouldn't fill Old King Tut's gold handled walk- ing-cane. A As you note, we pride ourselves on our Pharaohs and challenge any other Egyptian seat of learning to give out such a line as ours. 1 By Their Speeches We Shall Know Them Miss Luker-Young ladies, I must have your attention! Miss Mainard-1 don't know it, and nodobdy else don't know it. Miss Allen-l can't conceive of such a thing! Miss McReynolds-Everyone talk and then be quiet. Miss Middleton-Write for the first twenty minutes. Miss Joiner-Let's be a little more quiet. - Dr. Hill--That's one thing we cannot tolerate.. ln view of the fact. Miss Runkle-Translate the next sixty lines. Mrs. Henderson-You have two minutes in which to sharpen your pencils. Mrs. Hill-Will the following girls please see me immediately after chapel? . LUPINE LEAFLET 49 Girl, getting ready' to leave school in the afternoon: Father: Louise, come on, let's go home now. Louise: I can't go now, l have to wait for gym. Father: Oh, are you going to take Jim along with you?'? ' U 0111? ln English Class: Teacher: 'EDO you know why you flunked? Stude: 'AND I can't think. Teacher: That's just the reason. ' Oli? Miss Allen: Why is it that when l enter the room, none of you are at work? Anna Mathis: Because you didn't wear your button dress to-day. c:i:n:o P In First Year English Class: Miss Barbe: Girls, you must have the Riverside Edition of 'The Merchant of Venice! ' Janice Newton: Mine says 'The Arden Shakespeare! E Maggie May Kay findignantlyjz- Aw, mine says 'The William Shakespeare edition.' ' Oil? Gym teacher: Lots of girls use dumb-bells to get color in their cheecks. Burta fafter gym classy: And lots of girls use color on their cheeks to get dumb-bells. . Mrs. Fox Cin speaking of the tariffj: Well, sometimes they lowered it and again they highered it. ' iii? M. Frazer: We used to have a police dog for my brother: and when he was a puppy, he was the cunningest thing you ever saw. At a recent banquet a groom was called upon to speak. He steadied himself on the back of his bride's chair, and boldly exclaimed: This thing has been forced upon me! 0111211.20 Annie Marie Wall: Ignorance is bliss. Elizabeth Regent: f'Then you must be blisteredf' C1130 Say! Can You Imagine Hazel Herb I Miss Allen at a kid party? Miss Runkle with bobbed. hair? Miss Middleton chewing gum? Dr. Hill with hair parted in the middle? Little Miss Loden weighing 200 pounds? Big Miss Loden wearing high heels? Miss Ragsdale on time to breakfast? Chapel without announcements? Infirmary without pills? A Mrs. Ray t slender? LUPINE LEAFLET ,. ...Y ,,1 Y I l L l l l l I l l l LUPINE LEAFLET 51 By These Presents Shall We Know Them Roberta Ricks Cora Mae Leeis red hair. Alva Taylor's permanent wave. Marion Teller's giggle. Marie Foster's ear-rings. Joyce, Garrett's laugh. Mary Tomlinson's height. Dorothy Hodge's smile. Jane Seiser's coiffure. ' Maurine Walkefs curls. Ethel Orrell's eyes. Roberta Rick's freckles. Esther Preston's eyelashes. Mildred Smith's powder puff. Eleanor Fitch's hair. Margaret Wilson's voice. Marguerite Hannah's spectacles. Burta Gilliland's bangs. Q Roberta Ricks' freckles. Della Halbert's clothes. ' Marion Scott's S. A. Academy ring. Anna Mathis' eyebrows. ' Christine Vander Stucken's walk. Gracie Cock's crooked smile. Eleanor Ragsdale's artificial complexion. Ruby Lewis' spit curl. Westmoorland girls' hats. Gill? The cowfs in the meadow, ' 1 The sheep are in the grass, But all the simple little geeses, Are on the LUPINE Staff. Cr':liI?9 y Did you ever worry all week about your next themeg sit up until two o'clock in the morning before trying to write it, and then go to class without it, and have the English teacher say, You may hand in your theme the first of next week? Neither' did l. e Grill? Spring Time The Spring has cameg the snow has went. It was not did by accident. The birds have flew as we have saw l Way up north to greet the thaw. Cfilili, School magazines are great inventionsg The school gets all the creditg E The printer gets all the moneyg The staff gets all the blame. ,mg T - T A D .A.-,.J ig Luc.. LUPINE LEAYFLET The following list inclues the names of those whose generous con tributions have been largely instrumental in the publishing of the LUPINE LEAFLET: The Wolff 8: Marx Co. Mistletoe Creamery' Walker-Moore Co. Pruitt Commission Co. Guarantee Shoe Co. McNeel's Jewelry Co. K. BL M. Shoe Co. Frank Bros. Co. Dr. Conn Milburn Drs. Clark 8: Steel' Milburn's Drug Store Saul Wolfson Co. -u- Q 'v PHT X2 '96 'm H 1 4-