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Volume IV

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AGNES SCOTT COLLEGE

DECATUR, GEORGIA

DR. J. D. M. ARMISTEAD

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To Be or Xot to Be

Class Poem

Junior Class

Junior Class Poem

Jtinior Class History

Sophomore Class

Sophomore Class History
Sophomore Class Poem . .

Greeting

Board of Editors g

The Faculty

Circus Maximus (Poem) r .

Senior Class 6

Senior Class History , _

Freshman Class Poem

Y. W. C. A. Organization

Companion Piece to the Witch Scene of Macbeth .

Aurora Staff

By the Sea (Poem)

Clubs

Complications

Georgia Railroad Club

Freshman Class J "

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Freshman Class History

Department Graduates

Beyond the Line

Academ)' Class Orginizations

Minutes of a Meeting of the I ropkins Literary Society

The Sophomore Circus

Alone ( Poem) ' X4

Societies

Propylean Literary Society Q

Muemosynean Literary Society

The God's Liberation of the Mortals

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65

Yankee Club 74

Sigma Delta Phi : 75

The Bull Dogs : 7 6

Skidoo Club 77

The Goblin Goblins 7 8

Der Deutsche Koch Klubb 79

South Georgia Club So

Alabama Club Si

Tennessee Club 82

Carolina Club 8 3

Extracts From Letters of a Freshman 84

Hamilton, N. of P. '06 86

Athletic Association 89

Tennis Association 9

Golf Club 9?

Basket-Bali Team 93

College Scrub Team 04

Irregular Soliloquy of the Irregulars 96

A Joint Faculty Meeting 9 7

Limericks 99

The A. S. C. Poultry Yard ial

The Automatic Rhyming Machine . i3

In Topsy Turvy Land io 5

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In the Dining Room : 8

At the Street Fair ' IO

Romeo and Juliet (a Bear Tale) "

Apologies to Shakespeare lI

The Fall of the Sophomoric Centipede 1 1 1

Are You Hungry ? J x -

Thanks x x 3

Advertisements TI S

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Assistant Editor-in-Chier

Mary Dillard

Edith Sloan

Editor-in-Chief

Elizabeth Curry

Assistant Business Manager

Maud Hill

Art Editors

Louise Davidson

Business Manager

Irene Foscue

Elizabeth Lassiter

Elizabeth Wylly Sarah Brockenbrough Margaret McCallie

Athletic Editors

Sadie Magill Adelaide Nelson

Amelia George

Mildred Dickson
Rachel Young

Associate Editors

Eugenia Fuller
Farris Davis

Sarah Boals
Elva Drake
Jean Powel

iF'AcciLnn-Trir

F. H. GAINES, D. D.
President

MISS NANNETTE HOPKINS
Lady Principal

MISS M. LOUISE McKINNEY
English Literature

MISS NANNIE R. MASSIE
History

H. B. ARBUCKEE, M. A., Ph. D.

Chemistry, Biology and Geology

MISS ANNA I. YOUNG
Mathematics, Physics and Astronomy

MISS JOSEPHINE MacSWAIN, A. B.
French and German

J. I). M. ARMISTEAD, A. B., Ph D.

English Language

MISS EILUAN L. SMITH, A. B., Ph. D.

Latin and Greek

JOHN I. ARMSTRONG, A. M., B. D.

Bible and Philosophy

MISS RUTH CUSHING POPE

Director of Physical Training, Physiology

JOSEPH MACEEAN

Director of Music, Piano, Theory and Musical History

C. W. DIECKMANN

Piano and Organ

PAUL E. THOMSON
Piano

MISS HELEN W ATKINS
Piano

MISS CLEMENTINE MacGREGOR

Piano and Theory

MISS THEODORA MORGAN

Violin

MISS RUTH DARROW
Voice

MISS EUPHEMIA YOUNG

Superintendent of Practice

MISS LIZZABEL SAXON

Assistant Superintendent of Practice

MISS LOUISE G. LEWIS
Art

W. S. KENDRICK, M. D.

Physician to College

MISS MARY APPLEYARD

Intendant of Hospital

MISS ALICE MAC KENZIE

Housekeeper

MISS EDITH APPLEYARD
Matron

MISS MARIAN BUCKER
MISS RACHEL YOUNG
Librarians

R. M. FARRAR
BYERS BACHMAN

Bookkeepers

The street fair's not a circumstance,

Barman's in the shade.
To the wonders zee grow used to:

Our daily street parade.

Miss Smith her hobby Bennett rides.

Performs equestrian feats.
The Siamese twins come arm in arm
At school or on the streets.

Miss Cook the great musician is

A Padcrewski fair.
Her manner's quite refreshing.

Her technique something rare.

Arm holds full sway in English B

And reels off jokes quite stale.
He holds the class in agony,
Telling some ancient tale.

Miss Anna Young a new art knows.
She is a mighty sigher.

And after each performance

She blows the Trig. Class higher.

There are other features no less famed
In the great variety show;

But since we're just allowed a page
We guess they'll have to go.

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Motto
Per aspera ad astra
Flower Colors

Jacqueminot Rose Garnet and Gold

First Term

Elizabeth Curry President

Clyde Pettus Vice-President

Irene Foscue Secretary and Treasurer

Second Term

Irene Foscue President

Elizabeth Curry Vice-President

Clyde Pettus Secretary and Treasurer

Clyde Pettus Poet

Elizabeth Curry '. Historian

MEMBERS

Elizabeth Curry Clyde Pettus

Irene Foscue Louise Chick Amelia George

POST-GRADUATES

Rachel Young Sarah Boals

HONORARY MEMBERS

Miss Hopkins Dr. Arbuckle

Louise Chick, McRae, Georgia

Propylean Literary Society

Elizabeth Curry, Memphis, Tennessee
Propylean Literary Society

President Class '03-04; Vice-President Class '04-05;
Librarian P. L. S. '04-05; Secretary and Treasurer
Class '04-05 ; Class Historian '04-05 ; Critic P. L. S.
'05-06; Secretary and Treasurer Class '05-06;
Member of Arbitration Committee '05-06 ; Class
Historian '06-07; Vice-President Student Govern-
ment Association '06-07 ; Member of Arbitration
Committee '06-07; President Class '06-07; Mem-
ber Y. W. C. A. Cabinet '06-07; Editor-in-Chief
Silhouette '06-07; President P. L. S. '06-07.

Irene Foscue, . . Montgomery, Alabama
Propylean Literary Society

Treasurer P. L. S. '04-05; Critic P. L. S. '04-05;
Vice-President P. L. S. '05-06; Member of Arbi-
tration Committee '05-06; Business Manager
Aurora '05-06; Secretary and Treasurer Class
'05-06; President P. L. S. '06-07; Critic P. L. S.
'06-07; Secretary and Treasurer Class '06-07;
Treasurer Y. W. C. A. '06-07; President Class
'06-07; Member Executive Committee '06-07;
Proctor '06-07; Business Manager Silhouette
'06-07.

Clyde Pettus, Atlanta, Georgia

Muemosynean Literary Society

Class Poet '03-04; Secretary and Treasurer Class
'03-04; Class Poet '04-05; Vice-President Class
'05-06; Class Prophet '06-07; Class Poet '06-07;
Vice-President Class '06-07; Librarian M. L. S.
'06-07; Member Executive Committee of Student
Government Association.

Amelia Mustin George,

Madison, Georgia
Propylean Literary Society

Treasurer Class '03-04; Censor P. L. S. '03-04;
President Class '04-05; Censor P. L. S. '04-os
Critic P. L. S. '05-06; President Class '05-06;
Vice-President P. L. S. '06-07 ; Exchange Edi-
tor Aurora '06-07; Associate Editor Silhouette
'06-07.

Sarah R. Boals, Covington, Tennessee
Propylean Literary Society

President of Class '06-04-05; Secretary P. L. S.
'04-05; Exchange Editor Aurora '04-05; Presi-
dent P. L. S. '05-06; Secretary P. L. S.- '05-06;
Editor-in-Chief Aurora '06-07; Secretary P. L. S.
'06-07: President Y. W. C. A. '06-07; President
Student Government Association '06-07; Asso-
ciate Editor Silhouette '06-07.

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Rachel A. Young,. .Quitman, Georgia
Propylean Literary Society

Critic of P. L. S. '03-04; Vice-President Class
'04-05; Vice-President P. L. S. '05-06; Presi-
dent P. L. S. '06-07; Vice-President Y. W. C. A.
'06-07 ; Alumnae Editor Aurora '06-07 j Asso-
ciate Editor Silhouette '06-07; Hall-President
Student Government Association, '06-07.

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BACK over four years we look. To be poetic, I suppose we ought to say
"four long years," but that would hardly be true, for packed as they have
been with hard work, pleasures, trials, and frolics, they seem to have fairly
flown by. What a long road there seemed to be ahead of us when we started as
a strong band of fresh little Freshmen! The year 1907 seemed to be somewhere
in the vast, dim ages of eternity. It is hard to realize that now it is here, that
we are on the home stretch, and in a short while shall depart these classic halls,
diplomas in hand. We started with enthusiasm, and we finish with enthusiasm,
but alas ! though we started with numbers, it can not be said that we finish with
numbers. Our ranks have been sadly, often tragically, decimated, and at the
finish we find only a tiny remnant emerging from the fray battle-scarred vet-
erans the)- are, too.

But these four years I wonder if we will ever have any happier ones?
Of course, we have thought at times that no class ever had such vexations and
tribulations as we, but looking back now. we can well see how these have been
overbalanced by the pleasures and joys of our college life. Tt must end soon,
though, and we leave our college friends, the faculty, and this dear old place
with all its spots of happy and tender associations, but we all carry with us sweet
memories, friendships, and an untold benefit whose influence will last through life.

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THE leaves of my book fluttered in the breeze as I sat by the open window,
absently looking out at the waving branches of an old oak in which a
colonv of sparrows were holding high carnival. The spring weather had
made my pupils very restless that day and it was with a feeling of relief that
I leaned back in the low arm-chair and gave myself a few moments of rest. I
looked down at the book I held. It was an old Annual, published the year I left
Agnes Scott and the faces of the girls that looked out upon me were all familiar.
Could it have really been five years age ? Why, it seemed only yesterday that I
had been one of Class '07 and these girls my schoolmates. And now what changes
had been brought about.

Turning over the leaves I came to the Senior Class pictures. The first was
a slender girl with dark hair and a disdainful expression. I hadn't seen her
once since we left school but the little town where I was teaching was not too
isolated to get news now and then from my classmates. Miss George had been
to a finishing school in Xew York, and since then had held the position of leading
society belle at her home. Her pictures had appeared numbers of times in the
papers when balls and receptions were given in her honor. Remembering her
of old, how could I wonder at her popularity?

On the next page was the calm countenance of a second Senior whose
career was very unlike Amelia's. It was four years now since Rachel Young had
decided to go as a missionary to- Africa, and only very meagre news came
occasionally to tell us how she was progressing in her work.

Irene Foscue's business ability had led her into a line of work not altogether
unexpected. Such talents as hers could not lie dormant and hardly had she
been out of school a year when the position of society editor on one of her
home newspapers was offered her. The energetic performance of any duty given
her would have made her an eminently successful bookkeeper, but of recent
years I had not heard of any change in her occupation.

The next picture was that of Sarah Boals. Her career since leaving school
was not surprising to me, for her dignity and stateliness graced admirably the
lecture platform. Many and various had been her trips through the United
States and her speeches had always been received with boundless applause and
admiration. She was indeed a "born lawyer," and I should not be astonished at
any time to hear of her adopting that branch of labor, though her attention

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will be fully occupied, for a while at least, by the series of talks on the child-labor
question to be delivered in Chicago.

Louise Chick, unwilling' to leave her beloved Alma Mater, had decided to
remain longer. She went back to Agnes Scott in '07- '08 to get her degree but
ill health prevented. She was holding the chair of assistant science teacher at
Agnes Scott when last 1 received news, and expounding with skillful precision
the teachings of Physics B.

And now T had come to the last of all. A sweet girlish face looked out at
me as f held the book closer to the window to get the benefit of the last rays
of dying sunlight. I thought of the visit I had paid to my aunt in Memphis
when I had seen the home of this classmate of mine. It was a little vine-covered
cottage with roses nodding their heads over the threshold, and as I looked
strains of music came to my ears. The quiet peace seemed a fitting surrounding
for her and the flowers and music made me sure that there had been little change
in the Elizabeth we loved in days gone by.

It was too dark to see any longer and I closed the book with a sigh. Five
years had brought many things to pass but who could say what the future might
still hold in store for Class '07? C. E. P. '07.

Class Poem.

FOUR years were gone, of griefs and joys
Now numbered with the past,

The Seniors saw '07 come,
The best year, though the last.

And of the Class, four Georgia girls
Were part the other three,

An Alabama lassie

And two from Tennessee.

They thought of all their past years' work,

The woes of Freshman days,
Then very soon as months advanced

They learned the Sophomore ways.
As Juniors they had found life hard,

But filled with prospects high,
Of Senior days ; days beyond which

No aspirations lie.

The coming new year seems to tell

That spring's not far away,
A few short months and then at last.

Their own Commencement Day.
Then will the Seniors say farewell,

School-girls no more to be.
The "Seven" from Alabama,

Georgia and Tennessee.

C. L. P. '07.

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Flower Colore

Carnation Red and White

Motto
Ohne hast, aber ohne rast

First Term

Lizzabel Saxon President

Katharine Dean Vice-President

Elva Drake Secretary

Vera Holley Treasurer

Second Term

Elya Drake President

Farris Dayis Vice-President

Lillian Phillips Secretary

Katharine Dean Treasurer

Farris Dayis Poet

Jeannette Brown Historian

MEMBERS

Vera Holley Jeannette Brown

Maude Hill Katharine Dean-

Charlotte Ramspeck Elya Drake

Lillian Phillips Farris Dayis
Lizzabel Saxon

HONORARY MEMBERS

Miss MacSwain Dr. Armistead

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E. DRAKE

JUNIOR CLASS

J is for Junior, so wise and so witty

U for united, together ive stand

N is for negligence shown, what a pity

In inviting us out, by the green Freshman baud

O'sfor oppressed, by the Faculty's sway

R'sthe routine that burdens each day.

C is for college ice hold very dear

L is for Lab where experiments we do

A is for accidents oft happening there

<S is for Senior will it ever be true

Satisfaction zee' II feel if we ever get through.

1 united band are ive

9 teen years will each have seen

is there to dread I ween

O will receive her B. A. Degree.

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IT'S rather hard to write a class history of a class that has no history, and that
is the trouble with the Class of '08. In fact, we did not become a regularly
organized class until Soph. year. Of the eight of us that there now are,
only three. Charlotte Ramspeck. Vera Holley and ^Catherine Dean, remain of
the class that entered the College in 1904 ; three, Lill Phillips, Farris Davis, and
Lizzabel Saxon, dropped back from the Class of '07 in order to make their degree,
and Elva Drake and Jeanette Brown entered as Sophomores. Others there were
at different times who belonged to the Class, but for one reason or another they
dropped out, among them our last year's President.

At our first meeting this year there were only seven present, so we made
each one an officer and nobody felt left out. Since then, two of the Class of '07
have decided to take their degrees with us. though they have not regularly-
joined the Class.

( )ur class pins of Freshman year had been lost and we could get no more,
so at a class meeting we all decided on a new pin, which has been pronounced
the prettiest in the College (of course).

Otherwise we have had no history to record, but we are making history,
and the Class Historian in 1908 will have a far larger job than the present one.

Historian.

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Motto
Forsan et hjec olim meminisse invabit
Flower Colors

Daisy White and Gold

Yell

S-a, sa, S-i, si, S-o, so
Cyclone,

Sycamore,

Sophomore.
Funny, Foolish, Freshmen,

Get in line
Right dress attention
To the Class of Naughty Nine.

First Term

Ruth Marion* President

Jean Powel Vice-President

Annie Waddell Secretary

Adelaide Nelson Treasurer

Second Term

Eugenia Fuller President

Flora Crowe '. Vice-President

Lutie H ead Secretary

Agnes Kime Treasurer

Jean Powel Poet

Louise Davidson Historian

MEMBERS

Jennie Anderson Flora Crowe Louise Davidson

Adalene Dortch Lutie Head Agnes Kime

Marie Lederle Florence Light Elizabeth Lassiter

Ruth Marion Josie McAdams Margaret McCallie

Mec MacIntyre Adelaide Nelson Jean Powel

Lucy Reagan Eleanor Sommerville Annie Waddell

Eugenia Fuller Lila Williams Mattie Newton

Irene Newton

HONORARY MEMBERS

Miss McKinney Miss Alexander

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REJOICE ye brave in spirit, we are Sophomores ! Yes, Sophomores, for
with the coming of the glorious month of September, '06, we entered
into a new life, a blissful life, full of varied interests hard work, excite-
ment, and -adventure!

Fun-loving Sophomores, but strenuous workers nevertheless ! Nothing
daunts their brave and loyal spirits, their Class to them is the best on earth, and
to see her head proudly raised above all others is the aim of every one of her
twenty-two faithful members. Yes, beware ye Freshmen, the Soph, banner floats
gaily from the "top of the mast," and is not to be tampered with. Foolish
Freshies ! So you thought to catch the Sophs, napping and trample their flag
in the dust ? Not so ! We are never taken unawares, the daring Soph, is ever
ready for the fray and victory always lends her steady hand to crown them
with success.

October saw a scene of wild confusion Sophs, and Freshies in battle array,
but alas! our enemies often would fain leave the field and seek refuge from the
foe. Doors and windows were locked, large gatherings of the enemy sought the
shelter of one room, and as the furious face of a Soph, appeared above the
transom, little frightened creatures crawled Under the beds. Great way of fight-
ing, that !

"What an original class!" our Seniors all cried, the day after the Hallowe'en
party, but that wasn't a circumstance ! There were greater things in store for
them, likewise for the unthinking Freshmen and easy-going Facultv. What
should they see one bright morning but Soph. '09, shining resplendent in large
white letters on the new water tank ! Even though it had to be painted over
afterward, still we gave in graciously enough when we understood that it put the
Freshies' lives in danger as they might try climbing, and alas ! come to a sad
and bitter end !

"Glorious year." we all say ! Yes, a year brim full of happenings ; and
Freshies, do not despair, for your time is coming, but it is with a sad heart that
we Sophs, bid farewell to dear old '07.

50PH0M0RE
CLA55
'09

Our Class still proudly holds its place
In our own loved Agnes 5cott,

While the white and gold floats bravely
Whatever may be our lot.

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Motto

Esse quam videri

Flower Colcrs

Lavender Sweet Pea Lavender and White

First Term

Em Eldridge President

Edith O'Keefe Vice-President

Allie Felker Secretary

Virginia Crane Treasurer

Second Term

Gii raldine Hood President

Ali.ih Felker Vice-President

Em Kldridge Secretary

Corinne Gerdine Treasurer

Dorothea Snodgrass Poet

Isabel Stewart Historian

MEMBERS

Beulah Adamson Edith Brown Virginia Crane

Isabel Stewart Charlotte Reynolds Geraldine Hood

Dorothea Snodgrass Isabel Nunnally Allie Felker

Edith O'Keefe Em Eldredge Corinne Gerdine
Adelaide Cunningham Cliff Daughtry Annie Smith
Lida Caldwell Emma Binns Mattie Hunter
Bessie Powell Blanche DeVault Margaret Woods
Eleanor Frierson Hattie May Thornton Mary Johnston-
Gladys Farrior Mattie Rylander Anna Patton
Clyde McDaniel

HONORARY MEMBERS
Miss Massie Howard Bell Arbuckle, Jr. Miss Young

FRESHMAN CLASS POEM.

The melancholy days .are come,

The saddest of the year,
For the Annual's pages must be filled

At cost of bitter tear,
The poet needs must take her pen
To eulogize her Class
One as fresh as morning dewdrops,

And as green as May-time grass.
How can one tint the violet blue,

Or paint the snow-flakes white?
The Senior Class of nineteen ten
Is simply out of sight.

DOROTHEA SNODGRASS.

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HERE'S to the Class of 1910, which ranks in number ahove any other class
ever known at Agnes Scott. The Freshmen have won the admiration
of all (except, of course, that of the Sophomores). And, as for there
being some learned ones in "the illustrious Class of 1910," they do not have to
say it for themselves.

Upon the subject of class spirit, the Freshmen can give any information
desired, and volumes could be filled with incidents proving the ardent energy
which the Class as a whole has shown. Only one need be mentioned here.

It was on Hallowe'en. The Sophs, were giving a grand party to our "Dig-
nified Seniors," not dreaming that anything was brewing against them in the
Freshies' minds. Nevertheless, the Freshmen thought it their best chance to get
even with them, so they gathered in Rebecca Scott Hall, and took in each room.
Snuff, pepper and salt was not spared upon the beds, and the general appearance
of the rooms, when they withdrew, was as if a terrible cyclone had swept through,
mixing things profusely in the middle of the floor. They all experienced a verv
unrestful night, for at unexpected times, they were awakened by loud sneezing
in the far parts of the building. Just a week before, the Sophs, had attempted
to overpower the weak, insignificant Freshmen and give them a hazing, but thev,
being a little sharp, understood all their flurrying around and kept out of the way.
for being "newies," they were not well equipped to meet the armed forces of the
Sophs. ; but now, with their enlightenment upon the subject, they stand ready and
waiting to meet any foe. The Freshmen do not dwell solely, however, on foolish-
ness, but in other ways do they endeavor to gain a name for themselves.

A complete history of the Freshmen would fill much more than the allotted
space in the Annual, so their motto, "Esse qitaui videri," must here suffice to
set forth the guiding motive of each member of the Class

Historian.

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ELIZABETH WYLLY

BESSIE SEWTELL
MUSIC

MARY ELIZABETH CURRY

MUSIC

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I

MET her at a dance given by the Springfield Country Club, and a few nights

later as we strolled together down the broad, cool veranda of the

Hotel, I had a chance to study her a little.

She had seemed a queer person to me from the first. There was certainly
something unusual about her, a something that lurked beneath her very soul,
for at times as I looked her earnestly in the face I noticed that the soft bright
eyes grew dim. a frightened look overspread the eager, pretty face, and she
turned her head awav quickly and for some minutes seemed lost in deep reflections.
Something was worrying her, I felt certain, but curious though I was, I con-
sidered it entirely too inquisitive to question her. She was a young girl, tall and
pale, with light brown hair and a soft impetuous voice that mingled pleasantly
with the gentle whisperings in the old pines. Her every movement was full of
grace, and I watched her entranced as she walked along in the clear moonlight.

lone Windermere ! The very name suggested the breath of quaint romance,
the still music of songs unutterable.

"Why so pensive, Air. Holmes?" she asked, in her wonderful, soft voice.

"O, I was merely thinking, Miss Windermere," I replied, looking" full into
her large, dark eyes.

"Too much engrossed with your own thoughts to talk to me. 1 suppose. ()
well, men are funny creatures, but many of their faults are excusable.''

"( ), not at all. I was thinking of you this time, you see."

She looked into my eyes, a faint color suffused the pallor of her cheeks. As
she looked I saw the same old expression creeping into her face, her eyes grew
dim, they seemed in a moment to look past me to a vague something beyond which
Ik Id her as if she were hypnotized. Then she turned quickly, at the same time
swaying so that she would have fallen had I not caught her.

She was herself again in a moment, however, but someone called her just
then and we went inside, where a crowd immediately surrounded her and 1 was
left to mv own reflections.

I saw her a good deal after this and we grew quite chummy, I might almost
say confidential. I liked her and admired her much more than the average summer
girl, and she seemed to like me, too, fairly well.

She was "bully" where athletics were concerned, and we rode, drove, and

played tennis together, and had an all-round jolly time of it. I noticed that when
her mind was well occupied she seldom took on the old, queer expression ; it
was only when we strolled meditatively along, or when I happened to see her
walking alone that these peculiar sensations took hold of her.

One night we had been sitting out under the trees together for quite a while,
talking of commonplace things, when all of a sudden she asked, "Mr. Holmes,
would you think it very peculiar of me if I confided to you something that to me
is so very serious that it has been worrying me for some time?"

I jumped at the chance of hearing an explanation of what I had been curious
to know ever since I met her.

"You won't think me silly? Really, it may sound ridiculous, you know, but
then it is not so to me, it is truly terrible !"

I noticed that she shivered a little when she said these last words.

"Well, go ahead, Miss Windermere," I said gently, "you have a very appre-
ciative and sympathetic listener, I assure you."

She caught her breath for a moment as she said, "You see, I have never
told anvone this before and it is very hard," I nodded assent and she went on.
"The main thing is, Mr. Holmes, that I feel as if something awful is in store for
me in the near future. I can not express to you my feelings on the subject, but
at times they are so awful that I am almost crazy. When I am with someone, or
my mind is pleasantly occupied, I seldom have these sensations, but when I am
alone then it is terrible. A sort of dizziness seems to come over me, and often
for minutes I do not know where I am. I feel as if I am going I know not
where, as if mind and spirit and body were entirely separate. My body seems
to be there, but my spirit is not, and there is absolutely no connection between
the two. Something in space holds me as if mesmerized, but I see nothing, I
feel nothing, I hear nothing. When I am alone and feel this way it takes all the
energy I possess to reach the door and open it if 1 am in my room, or to get
where some one else is if I happen to be out anywhere. It seems that human
beings arouse me to a certain extent after one of these attacks, but it is most awful
and most unpleasant. I am positive that if anything happened to prevent my
reaching some one after an attack like this, that I should die unquestionably, for
I came so near it once that it makes me shudder when I think of it. That is my
story, Mr. Holmes, foolish if you like, but really now, do you see any cause for
such feelings ?"

"Why, no, Miss Windermere," I replied, "possibly you are a little nervous,
may be a change would do you good, and yet you look perfectly healthy to me."

"I am," she answered, "and that is what worries me, that I should be so
well and vet have such horriblv morbid emotions."

"Don't think about it," I said, "you'll be all right. We'll have a great old time
of it here this summer and see if we can't drive away some of those feelings,
and by autumn you'll have forgotten all about it."

I noticed that she seemed very tired, unusually so, and as she looked out
over the hills the old expression was creeping over her face.

"Don't," I said gentlv, "let's go in, I know you are tired, for we took a long-
walk today and you need rest."

We walked into the lobby together. At the foot of the stairs she extended
her small sunburned hand.

"Good night. Mr. Holmes," she said softly, and then I watched her go on
up to the next floor. She was very beautiful that night and her story had
impressed me greatly. I believed what she said, but was inclined to think it
rather exaggerated by worrying over it so much. Still a vague uneasiness
haunted me and I wondered if her parents knew of this trouble : I determined
to tell them.

The next morning I awoke rather late for I had spent a sleepless night,
lone Windermere would not leave my thoughts, and her peculiar sensations
haunted me more and more. I dressed hurriedly and went down in the lobby
where a cool breeze was blowing and refreshed me after the warm, sultry room.
Nobody seemed to be around, only the clerk at his desk.

[ nodded to him and said. "Where's everybody?"

"O, Mr. Holmes," he replied scarcely above a whisper, "haven't you heard
about Miss Windermere?"

"No, man," I said. "Tell me quick," and a thousand fears siezed me. I
knew it could be nothing less than death.

"She was found dead in her room this morning, close beside the door.
Doctors say it was heart failure."

I preserved as calm an appearance as possible, though my feelings were
almost more than I could bear.

"Dead," I said in a choked whisper, and then added, "1 was very fond of
Miss Windermere."

"So she has gone," I mused, as I walked alone on the veranda in the
morning sunlight. "Yes, perhaps she could not get out of the room. Poor
girl!" I murmured, "this time she is really beyond the line!"

Louise Davidson, '09.

Antitmuj (Haas (JDrgantzattflttB

Colors
Red and Black

Fourth Year Officers

Am elie Adams President

Theodosia Willingham Vice-President

Ethel Clark Secretary

Annie Louise Hutchison Treasurer

Colors
Purple and Gold

Third Year Officers

Leila Richardson President

Mary Richardson Vice-President

Marie Johnson Secretary

Dorothy Hebert Treasurer

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THE Hopkins Literary Society held a regular meeting on Saturday evening,
January the seventeenth. After continued efforts and much rapping the
president succeeded in subduing the prevailing chaos and minutes of the
preceding meeting were read and objected to.

The followed program was executed with much gusto:

Piano Solo Peaceful Henry.

Essav Preventative Measures and Antidotes for the Assimilation of

Too .Much Knowledge.
Debate Resolved: That the Evil Effects of Flirting' Outweigh its
Pleasures.

Vocal Solo Every Little Bit Helps.

Essay Results of Psychological Research, as Exemplified by Taste-
ful Academic Coiffure.
At this point the president, awaking from a slight doze, requested the
sergeant-at-arms to arouse several of the sleeping members. She then announced
that after such violent mental exertion some relaxation was necessary.

After rules had been resumed, a committee of seven was appointed by the
president to investigate current rumors of indefinite restrictions put upon acad-
emy girls on account of inordinate purchasing of flowers for college crushes.

The Committee for selection of the Society pin then reported that because
of the unique and original tri-cornered shape and unusual red-enameled center,
previously decided upon, the pin could not possibly be procured for less than
fifty cents. After lively discussion, on account of Society loyalty, it was unani-
mously decided that all members should make strenuous individual efforts and
sacrifices in order to obtain them.

This weighty question having been settled, the Society rushed in a noisy
bodv from the hall and left the dignified president alone, awaiting a motion
for adjournment.

ij? g>opl|omorp (Etmta

THE whole street fair was a "howling success" some of us were hoarse for
hours afterwards but the best success of all was undoubtedly the Soph,
circus. Being a Soph, affair, we expected it to be somewhat original, but
it far surpassed all our expectations.

You bought your peanuts and red lemonade, if you chose, outside, got
your ticket, and were shown into the "tent" the old Propylean Hall which was
arranged in proper circus fashion with a sawdust ring, roped off, with the seats
for the spectators behind. The famous ring-master, Tommy Davidson, was
master of ceremonies, and in a high hat and swallow-tail coat, assisted by a
gorgeous clown in red Adelaide made a splendid clown and showed off the
world-famous attractions of "his" troupe to perfection. There was a "deaf and
dumb old lady from Kalamazoo," who gave us an interesting talk on her fingers,
though I couldn't quite catch all that she said ; a giantess from somewhere or
other who walked rather stiffly, perhaps because her legs were so long in fact,
I might say that she had a "wooden gait," and a two-headed lady from the
orient, this country must evidently agree with her, for she was quite stout, her
shoulders were exceedingly broad who played a very interesting duet I beg
pardon, a solo the well-known classical piece, "Chopsticks," on the piano.

After these "human freaks," came the animals, who went through their
tricks with reallv an unusual degree of intelligence. There was "D. G." short
for "dignified giraffe," as the ring-master explained and another creature, both
of whom must have come from some other world, for they certainlv did not

belong to this, but who behaved in a most exemplary manner. When asked if
lie liked Agnes Scott, "D. G." nodded affirmatively, but when asked if he liked
Freshmen, he shook his head with great violence a strange answer, but due
probably to his earlv training. When these had been driven from the ring, the
third and last great feature of the show appeared the famous trained bears,
"You" and "I," in charge of the clown. They were both brown and rather
undersized, perhaps because they had been kept so busy learning that they had
not had a chance to grow it must have taken a great deal of time and patience
to teach them their tricks or perhaps they did not have enough to eat. However,
they went through their performance excellently, though clumsily, as all bears
do, and ended up the exhibition with a touching little pantomime illustrating the
popular song. "Speak to Me, Darling," that was almost human in its action.

Of course, as a circus, there had to be a side show, an excellent representa-
tion of a "wild and woolly Freshman." in an abbreviated green frock, who. with
her doll under her arm, vainly endeavored to solve the mysteries of A, B, C,
and 3 + 3=6. The Sophomores, being such a short time removed from Fresh-
manhood themselves, were able to get up this exhibit admirably from memory.

A Junior.

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Auo uarkuraa rubers all,
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(!Df tlte nlfl trees grim and tall.

Alone 31 Bit in tltr narkeniny nigbi

Auo utislt for oays gone by.
And tltr olo nine's groans arc ansmrreo hiitlt moans

ODf tltr biilo hitnd 'b mournful rry.

U/ltat farr an bear in tltr Jtapyy dans,

ulbat noht are long autre gone,
No morr ta nrar, ana all ta orrar

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And 31 ran not trll tltat btoru faremell,

iflor 31 lobr you- tltat ta all!

LOUISE DAVIDSON, '09

5 CTETTE 5

iPropylean lOtterary ^oripty

Amei.ie Adams "What a fine man hath your tailor made you !"

Sallie LeRoy Betts "It matters not how forced or false, so the best things be
said o' the worst."

Sarah Boals "Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown."
Edith Brown "I profess not talking."

Marion Brumby

"Good humor only teaches charms to last.
Still makes new conquests and maintains the past."

Mabel Crocheron "She would turn over half a library to write one paper."

Cornelia Cross "The soul of this girl is in her clothes."

Elizabeth Curry "The noblest mind the best contentment has."

Ada Darby "Her voice was ever gentle and low, an excellent thing in woman."

Clife Daughtry "Hence loathed melancholy."

Louise Davidson "The pen is the tongue of the mind."

Adalene Dortch "My book and my heart must never part."

Cornelia Field "I am not in the roll of common men."

Irene Foscue "Principle, not expediency, is my motto."

Amelia George "Is she not passing fair?"

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GEORGE

PROPYLEAN LITERARY SOCIETY

Vera Holley "At my fingers' ends."

Geraldine Hood "Superior wisdom is superior bliss."

Mattie Hunter "A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded."

Eva Belle Johnston "Patience is a necessary ingredient of genius"

Florence Light "Loud roared the dreadful thunder."

Mary Johnston "The mirror of all courtesy."

Ruth Marion

"And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew.
That one small head could carry all she knew."

Emmie McCall "A thing of beauty is a joy forever."

Margaret McCallie "Of soul sincere; in action faithful, in honor clear."
Corinne McCombs "Laugh and the world laughs with you."
Christine McCormick "In her first passion, woman loves her lover."
Irene Newton "True as a needle to the pole, or as a dial to the sun."
Mattie Newton "Night after night she sat, and bleared her eyes with books.
Edith O'Keefe "Fair as a star, when only one is shining in the sky."
Jean Powel "Age can not wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety."
Lutie Powell "A youth to fortune, and to fame unknown."

PROPYLEAN LITERARY SOCIETY

Lizzabel Saxon "Whose little body lodged a mighty mind."

Grace Smith "I'll speak in a monstrous little voice."

Rosalie Smith "Of gentle manners, of affections mild."

Dorothea Snodgrass "Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear."

Hattie May Thornton "She is young and of a modest nature."

Annie Waddell "Truth is truth, to the end of reckoning."

Elizabeth Wylly "The fair, the chaste, the unexpressive she."

Rachel Young "O coward conscience! how thou dost afflict me."

Mamie Counts "Good sense, which only is the gift of heaven."

Louise Chick "I must become a borrower of the night, for a dark hour or
twain. - '"

Eleanor Sommerville "Not stepping o'er the bonds of modesty."

Willie Clements "Zealous, but modest."

Blanche DeVault "Courteous though coy, and gentle though retired."

Bessie Sentell "She was as good as she was fair."

Nell Coates "Light she was and like a fairy."

Rosa Milledge "Lauahter holding both his sides."

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P IS

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SENTELL

PROPYLEAN LITERARY SOCIETY

Mttpmosijnran Htfrrary ^ortftg

Beulah Adamson "I am resolved to grow fat and look young at forty."

Lillian Akin "I never saw so young a body with so old a head."

Louise Ayers

"Come what, come may,
Time and the hour run through the roughest day."

Mary Anderson "When you do 'dance, I wish you a wave o' th' sea, that you
might do nothing but that."

Ruth Abbott "A babe in the house is a wellspring of joy."

Sarah Baker "Fain would I climb, yet fear I to fall."

Helen Beaman "There's nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so."

Emma Binns "Talkers are never doers."

Sara Brockenbrough "Variety's the spice of life, that gives it all its flavor."

Leah Brown "Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould breathe such divine,
enchanting ravishments ?"

Annie Mae Boyd "Not lost, but gone."

Jessie Kate Brantley "Infinite riches in a little room."

Gwendolyn Bailey "Good nature and good sense must ever join."

In a Bacon

"Know then this truth (enough for man to know).
Virtue alone is happiness below."

Caroline Caldwell "A mighty huntress, and her prey was man."

Lida Caldwell "Not yet mature, but matchless ; what her heart thinks, her
tongue speaks."

Annie Campbell "Barkis is willin'."

Lulu Crosland "With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come."

Adelaide Cunningham "There buds the promise of celestial worth."

Julia Christian "Who mixed reason with pleasure, and wisdom with mirth."

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CCALDWELL

CUNNINGHAM

CROSLAND

M. ANDERSON

MUEMOSYNEAN LITERARY SOCIETY

Flora Crowe "I'll make assurance 'doubly sure."

Farms Davis "( ) would that my tongue could utter the thoughts that arise
in me."

Katharine Dean

"(.) for a seat in some poetic nook.
Just hid with trees and sparkling with a brook."

Mary Dillard

"You write with ease to show your breeding,
But easy writing's very hard reading."

Mildred Dickson "Choice words and measured phrase, above the reach oi
ordinary men."

Elva Drake "Smooth runs the water, where the brook is deep."

Em Eldridge "This was the noblest Roman of them all."

Frankie Enzor "Think of me as you please."

Eleanor Frterson "Truth is the highest thing that man may keep."

Eugenia Fuller "A rosebud, set with little wilful thorns."

Susie Ferguson ''Thoughtless of beauty, she was beauty's self."

Ai.i.ie Felker "If you have tears to shed, prepare to shed them now."

Marguerite Fitch "I love victory, but 1 love not triumph."

Edith Farlinger "For courage mounteth with occasion.

Gladys Farrior "O would that the gods had made thee poetical.-"

Rebekah Harrison "Everything comes, if you will onh wait."

Elizabeth Harris "Seemed washing her hands with invisible soap."

Lutif. Head "Eternal sunshine settles round her head."

Maud Hill "What! will the line stretch out till the crack of doom?"

Almon Hooper "Chaiin ache with air, and agony with words."

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FARLINQER

FULLER ENZOR

MUEMOSYNEAN LITERARY SOCIETY

Toyce Tones "Answer me in one word.'"

Agnes Kime "Patience and gentleness is power."

Marie Lederle "Give thy thoughts no tongue."

Marguerite Ludlow

"Unthinking, idle, wild, and young,
I laughed, and danced, and talked, and sung."

Edith Lott "Principle is ever my motto."

Elizabeth Lassiter "No legacy is so rich as honesty."

Edith Lock ii aim "With bag and baggage."

Camilla Mandeville "The woman that 'deliberates is lost."

Sadie Magill "A lion among ladies."

Annette McDonald

"You'd scarce expect one of my age
To speak in public on the stage."

Hattie Lou Miller "I love not the world."

Mec MacIntyre "Put thy eternal summer shall not fade."

Annette Moore "We meet like a pleasant thought when such are wanted."

Adelaide Nelson

"The horn, the horn, the lusty horn.
Is not a thing to laugh to scorn."

Isabel Nunnally "She hath a lean and hungry look."

Lizzie Mae Oliver "What's gone and what's past help, should be past grief."

Lolaii Parham "A sudden thought strikes me Let us swear eternal friend-
ship."

Clyde Pettus "Rather than be less, cared not to be at all."

Mary Pi-iarr "Sunshine and rain at once."

Bessie Powell "Never less alone, than when alone."

Sadie Pope "As sober as a judge."

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MUEMOSYNEAN LITERARY SOCIETY

Liu. ik Phillips "As merry as the day is long."

Charlotte Reynolds "'Tis better to have loved and lost, than never to have
loved at all."

Lucy Reagan "He is well paid, that is well satisfied."

Mattie Rylander

"Happy I am. from care I'm free,
Whv aren't they all content like me?"

Margaret Sienknecht "And thereby hangs a tale."

I'jiiiii Sloan "True love's the gift which God has given."

Annie Smi;ii "A moral, sensible, and a well-bred girl."

Isai'.k!. Stewart "Young in limbs, in judgment old."

Mildred Thomison "There's no art to find the mind's construction in the face."

Eva Towers "Oh! Fie upon this single life."

Lila Williams

"Praise from a friend, or censure from a foe,
Are lost on hearers, that our merits know."

Maud Williams "And keeps the palace of the soul serene."

Ada Williams

"I oft have heard defended.
Little said is soonest mended."

I ilia Warren "In joyous youth."

Margaret Woods "Red as a rose is she."

Lillie Belle Bachmann "And those about her. from her shall read the perfect
ways of honor."

Mary Roof "Naught venture, naught have."

Teannette Brown "Earth sounds thy wisdom and high heaven thy fame."

Rossie Belle Newton "Up, up, my friend, and quit your book-."

Marie Houston "The very pink of courtesy."

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MUEMOSYNEAN LITERARY SOCIETY

lH (Baits 1 iCtbrrattmt of % iflHortala

(Commemorating the Beginning of Student Government i

WHO, then, among the powers thundered forth and made his speech unto
the assembly? Even the great king, Zens, for he was filled with
wrath. "Ye members of faculty and all ye wise teachers, now give
ve that advice most meet in this dire stringency. . Even now are our subjects
breathing revolt and would our power overthrow. Yea, I will tell thee that 1
deem shall even come to pass ; in their own haughtiness shall they soon establish
a government of their own. Consider, then, what must needs be done to stop
this even now."

So spake he and sat him down and his dark heart within him was greatly
filled with anger and his eyes were like flashing fire. And there stood up before
them that liberal, theme-reading god, sore displeased. To Zeus first spake he :

"Neither by just reason art thou displeased, nor is there aught to anger thee.
Even as thou hast said shall it be, and even so should it be. Nay, and who are
we, that we should hold these mighty ones in thraldom? To them, 1 deem, has
freedom been decreed by a fate stronger than we, and verily this will be a sorry
matter, neither any more endurable, if we shall dare oppose."

He said, and the sweet-voiced goddess was afraid and sat in silence, curbing
her heart: but throughout all the company the members of faculty were troubled.

And that god most great of 'speech made answer and said unto him: "Thou
weak of heart, far better booteth it. forsooth, to hold the power unchanged and
quench with might}' hand this small uprising, than to yield because thy craven
tongue doth say a stronger power demands it. Yea, I never beheld a stronger
power than ours. Hearken to my counsel, all ye powers of government and ve
wise-thinking faculty. To the subjects, powerless and unprevailing, we, in gen-
erous bounty, should concede a part of government. We should even withhold
that which is meet and ever show that not their strength, but our favor secures
to them this boon."

Now, when the twain had thus finished the battle of violent words, Zeus, the
king, bowed his dark brow and the ambrosial locks waved from his immortal head :
and he made the great hall to quake. Now, for many daws ranged the argument
through all the company, for this last one who spake was ever there to prolong
the debate : but at last it was decreed that it should lie even as he had said.

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Then came the sweet-voiced goddess, and summoned all the subjects to
assembly, for in her mind did she have it to bear to them the mandate of the
] lowers. She spake and all the subjects cried assent. Then one from out their
number brought they and set her up for to be their leader, bright-eyed Sarah,
daughter of Boal's Then all the subjects hastened to gather themselves closely
together. John of the loud cry raised the shout and stirred the spirits in the
breasts of all throughout the multitude and the assembly swayed like high sea
waves that east wind and south wind raise, rushing upon them from the clouds:
so was all the assembly stirred, and they with shouting raised the cry of ever-
lasting freedom and liberty.

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Sa rah Bo als President

Rachel Young Vice-President

Edith Sloax " Secretary

Irexe Foscue Treasurer

Elizabeth Curry

Mary Dillard

Irexe Foscue

CABINET

Farris Davis
Eugexe Fuller
Margaret McCallie

(Eompanum per? to % Uttrlj &mir of iTOarbetIj

(With all due apologies to the immortal Shakespeare)

Scene The Lab. recking in smoke and fumes of unearthly odor. Thunder
of falling and crashing apparatus. Enter three Lab-haunting spirits.

First Spirit: Thrice the old Lab. cat hath mewed.
Second Spirit: Thrice and once the old gong rung.
Third Spirit: Arbuckle cries. 'Tis time, 'tis time.
First Spirit: Round about the retort go.

In the potassium chlorate throw.

Let the flame be bright and hot

That the oxygen may be got.

Sulphuric acid mixed with zinc

To get some hydrogen in a wink.

In, let the fiery flame tongues sweep

Then bury the hapless victim deep.

All: Double, double, toil and trouble,
Fire, burn, and enemies, bubble.

Second Spirit: Let sodium and potassium be
Put in unstinted quantity
Into the beeker of H.,0.
Then bring a flame of gentle glow,
That the roof may then be raised
And all mankind around be dazed.

.-Ill: Double, double, toil and trouble.
Fire, burn, and chemics, bubble.

Third Spirit: Saltpeter and charcoal mixed

With sulphur in a vessel fixed,

Heat with all power, force and main.
Until the mass a glow doth gain,
Then listen for the grand uproar
That'll land someone on the far shore.

.///: Double, double, toil and trouble.
Fire, burn, and chemics, bubble.

( Scattcration Combiistification III )

Second Spirit: By the pricking of my thumbs

Something wicked this wav comes.

All: "Pis Arbuckle ! "lis even he!

O flee we all quickly! Flee! O flee!

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Editor-in-Chief
Sarah Boals, P. L. S.

Associate Editors

Mary Dillard, M. L. S. Maud Hill, M. L. S.

Amelia George, P. L. S Rachel Young, P. L. S.

Farms Davis, M. L. S. Sadie Magill, M. L. S.

Bessie Sentell, P. L. S. Margaret McCallie, P. L. S.

Business Managers
Edith Sloan, M. L. S. Adelaide Nelson, M. L. S.

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McCallie

Sentell

George

Boals

Magill

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Just to be bg tbe sea
TlUben tbe great billows flee

ffrom tbe lasb of tbe Deep ocean=scourge ;
ttbere to stand on tbe strand
as tbe foam=crests expand

TMlbere tbe vast waters measureless merge.

Zbe roar on tbe sbore,

as tbeg daeb more and more.

Seems a cborus to mahe of tbe tone ;
jfllled witb pain tbe refrain
as tbeg plunge on again

and tbrougb caverns unnumbered mahe moan.

jfrom tbe wall comes tbe call
as tbe grag sbadows fall

f tbe seagull wbosc mate is afar;
TRIlben is seen silver sbeen
n tbe darh waves between

3Bb tbe ligbt of tbe first evening star.

'er tbe swell sounds tbe knell
f tbe grim ligbtbouse bell

Go give warning of danger at sea,
.IBut altbougb tempests blow
n tbe great deptbs below

Still tbe life bg tbe ocean for me.

Clyde Pettus,

Purpose

Mystification of the public

and complication of

private affairs

Colors
Black and White

Yell
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Kismet, kategory, kilo-
meter, ki,
Bones and joints, nothing
less
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Skeleton
COUNCILORS OF FATE

Lutie Head Chief Executioner

Jean Powel Compiler of Records

Louise Davidson Skeleton Holder

Ruth Marion Annie Waddell Marguerite Fitch

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Signal
The Whistle

Songs

Home Sweet Home
Good-live Mv Lover, Good-Vive

Object
To see the trains go 'round the curve

MEMBERS

Ai.lie Felkee Mary Dillard Maud Hill

Elizabeth Harris Isabel Nunnally

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Song

I reckon v'all know that once,
"Yankee Doodle" came down South,

Rut found that as a rule
The most conspicuous sight he saw
Was a nigger and a mule.
Favorite Drink Favorite Dish

Ice Water Yankee Beans

Flower Color

Snow Ball Navy Blue

Chief Object
"To sit on all who sit on us"

Thornton

Nelson

Fitch

Burch

B>tgma iplta pit

'Look not mournfully into the past, it conies not again'

Flower
Daisv

Favorite Question
What's she going- to do about it ?'

Colors
Gold and White

Call Whistle
"That's what the Daisy savs"

Favorite Expression
"Tis, too"

Chosen Place of Meeting
On the Fire Escape

Time of Meeting

Twelve o'clock, Tuesday night

MEMBERS

Edith O'Keefe Cornelia Field

Allie Felker Isabel Nuxxally Em Eldridge

Mary Axdersox ' Charlotte Reynolds

HONORARY MEMBERS

"Em" "Fellers" "Lou" "Mike" "Jim" "Chap" "Mac"

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Crimson and Gold Bull dogs delight to bark and bite

For 'tis their nature to

Kennel
R. S. II.

Eugenia Fuller Grand Barker

Amelia George Collector of Bones

Lillian Akin Corinne McCombs

.Sarah Brockenbrough Mildred Dickson Sadie Magill

Lill Phillips Julia Christian

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Password
S-cat

Song

"Skiddoo" Tune: "Why don't You Try'

Qualifications for Membership
ist. Age must be "23." 2 Skiddoo caps must be becoming.

Rule

Meet when you please but "23" when the lights go out.

Whr Gkihlin (Cubitus

Flower
Night Blooming Cactus

Chief Characteristic
Saying things at night

Motto
"The Proctor '11 get you if you don't watch out"

MEMBERS

Katherine Dean Maude Hill Edith Sloan Lillie Belle Bachmann

Elizabeth Eassiter Flora Crowe

Eucy Reagan Annette McDonald

Once there were some Goblins

Who wouldn't go to bed.
And when they got to gabbin'

They simply lost their head.

They searched them in the closet,
They searched them in the bed,

But all they ever found of them
Was turkey bones anil bread.

Song

The Proctor heard them holler,
The neighbors heard them squall;

But when the door flew open
They were not there at all.

You'd better shut the transom.

And you 'd better look about,
Or the Proctor '11 surely get you,

If you don't watch out!

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Motto
'Never Kick 'till you're spurred'

Emblem

Wire grass

Colors
Red and Green

Meeting Place
Under the pines among the palmettoes

MEMBERS

Rachel Young President Elizabeth Wylly .... Vice-President

Annette McDonald Secretary

Mattie Hunter Edith Lott Lila Williams

Ada Williams Em Eldridge Vera Holley

Lizzie Mae Oliver Mattie Hunter Maude Williams

Leah Brown Jessie Kate Brantley

Gwen Bailey Emmie McCall

IPS

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Alabama (dlub

OFFICERS

I. Foscue President

K. Dean Vice-President

E. Lassiter Secretary

S. Betts Treasurer

Yell

Piccaninnies, Piccaninnies

Sis Boom Bah,

Alabama, Alabama,

Alabam - a - a

Motto Song

There's no place like home Down Where the Cotton Blossoms Grow

Color Beverage

Coal Black Scuppernong wine

MEMBERS

Sallie LeRoy Betts Mabel Crocheron

Katherine Dean

Adelene Dortch Frankie Enzor

Irene Foscue Almon Hooper

Joyce Jones

Elizabeth Lassiter Eleanor Sommerville

TENNESSEE CLUB.

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Motto

"Not that we love Tennessee more, but Georgia less"

Favorite Song

"Why Don't You Write When You Don't Need Money"

Colors Favorite Drink

Freshmen Green and Senior Blue Tate Springs Water

Patron Saint
Dr. Gaines

OFFICERS

Elizabeth Curry President

Sarah Boals Vice-President

Lillie Belle Bachmann Secretary

MEMBERS

Sarah Boals Sadie Magill

Lillie Belle Bachmann Jean Powel

Edith Brown Margaret McCallie

Elizabeth Curry Margaret Woods Edith O'Keefe

Susie Ferguson Grace Smith

Eleanor Frierson Margaret Sienknecht

Eva Belle Johnston Dorothea Snodgrass

CAROLINA CLUB

Song
Ho! for Carolina

North Carolina

Lulu Crosland
Mamie Counts
Elva Drake

South Carolina

Sarah Brockenbrough

Edith Sloan

In Union there is Strength

lExtrartH iFrom letters of a Jflrpaljman

Agnes Scott College,
The Land of the Brave and the Home of the Free.

February 15, 1907.
Most Adored Gcorgie:

I believe you asked for our customs? And so I, at least intending to do as
I would be done by, shall bore detestable word ! you with a detailed descrip-
tion of my "college life." College life! Worthy of publication, isn't it? "Life
of a Freshman, by a Freshman, for Freshmen," a guide and warning to all
youthful students. Or mayhap, I should use "experience" instead of "life?"
Bien! Tt is the same. Experience makes up life.

I believe, in correct order, one's rising comes first, n'est-ce-pas? Well, I
rise blithely anvwhere between the two breakfast bells, and possibly I strike the
dining-room before the doors are shut, infinitely more probably, not. If not,
then I hang amiably over the banisters in forlorn hope of catching some friendly,
wandering eve through the transom and when one ( or two, rather ) lights in
kindlv recognition, I put in my order. My frugal repast thus usually consists
of rolls, of which I partake informally on the stairs or in the lobby.

After breakfast comes chapel, and then "torture hours." My recitation
periods are always filled with keenest anxiety and the hope of not being called
upon. No, I take that back ! I have become so hardened that I can go to class,
my mind a perfect blank, without a tremor.

Oh, if you could have been here last night ! There was a spot on the sun
yesterday, and it was rumored that an earthquake would disturb the peaceful
hamlet of Decatur during the night watches. Well, I was lying awake thinking
of a new dress I want next summer and mean to get when a clear report
rang out on the night air, then another and another, as a car passed. And now I
heard the mingling of voices up and down the corridors, the hurried swishing
of kimonas, symptoms of hysterics along the hall, running feet, etc. Georgie,
I wouldn't have missed it for ten dollars and all my society dues paid. Speaking
of society though but that's another story, as our darling Kipling would say.

Of course, it was me for the hall, and mingling with the motley throng, I
added mv voice to the clamor, heard one girl declare it the earthquake, while

another was volubly expressing her sentiments as to its being Judgment Day.
Finally, they were driven back into their rooms like frightened rabbits (the girls,
von understand, not the rooms), and at length morning dawned, cold and dull,
to another bitter day. The problem has now been solved. Some kid from Donald
Fraser, a neighboring Prep, for the training of masculine intellects as yet "in the
hud," had intelligently placed some torpedoes on the track in front of the campus.
Bright lad! I owe him thanks. As I said, I wouldn't have missed aforesaid
scene for was it ten dollars ?

My dear Georgie, I want to tell you about "crushes," quite an important
factor here. When a girl so far loses her self-respect as to cheerfully make a
fool of herself over some fascinating "phantom of delight," you may safely infer
she's afflicted. Georgie, they send em flowers ( if their fathers let them run up
bills), and candy, only asking in return a fleeting smile. Of course, you may
develop a crush on a member of the "Fac." if you feel so disposed, it's all a matter
of taste. Agnes Scott atmosphere reeks with this sentimental languishing. A, s
I told a Tech. boy the other day, they'd better send something masculine out our
direction, a lot of good affection is going to waste.

I could devote a volume or so to Self (the irony of the term!) Government
and the "Procs." that persistently haunt and hound our lagging footsteps.
But no !

Mis' Harris, I am always your faithful

Sairy Gamp.

P. S. Today is the 15th of February and I shall unearth my buried Xew
Year's resolutions. By May I shall be pale as a forepined ghost "from excessive
application."

The Proctor complains that my voice is loud. ( >. a most excellent thing is
a gentle voice in woman !

Sfamtltnn, 1. of $. 'flfi

DAX HAMILTON, Pennsylvania '06, walked slowly along the shaded path;
out there the afternoon sun shone warmly on the dusty road. He had
missed the Orland hack, and the Scribore break left two long miles from
the "cross roads" to the little station. It was not far now, he could see the little
store, where he was going to do the household commissions, with the sign, "Rabbit
Box" painted over it in glaring white letters. Suddenly his glance fell on some-
thing bright on the side of the road ; he stooped over and picked up a little gold
pin, diamond shaped with A. S. C. across the purple and white enamel ; he turned
it over, on the back were the initials E. D. T. Slipping it into his pocket he made
his way peacefully on, a trifle more alert than before, perhaps.

He sauntered into the little Rabbit Box, through the side door, flung his
gray coat on the "desk." and lighting his pipe settled himself comfortably on the
step. The clerk, a moderately green and half grown country boy, eyed him with
something of admiration, he could listen by the hour to the University ball tales ;
the last customer had gone, and "old man Evans" had left him in charge ; he
walked back to the door, grinned pleasantly, and stood in silent anticipation of the
usual lore.

Xot so with Hamilton, U. of P. '06, he paid small heed to the green and
grinning individual, but smoking energetically, sat reflecting on the supreme
idiocy of coming to this unpretentious mountain "hole" to waste away the months
in idleness and door sills, door sills were his long suit down here. In the course
of his meditations he presently recollected the little pin, and, holding it up for the
clerk's inspection, inquired, "What does that stand for?"

That individual fingered it gingerly. "Don't know," he responded briefly.
"Find it somewhere? 1 "

"Down the road," the sitter on the steps answered lazily, as he stretched his
long arms, then added, "A tiresome place this, wish I had my horse, and the dogs,
and the teams, my, it would be bully " but just as the clerk's face brightened a
little boy rode up on his pony.

"Mr. Evans here?" he asked, then seeing only the green individual, he said
indifferentlv, "but I guess you'll do. Sis lost a pin on the way up here this morn-
ing, it's a little one she had at school ; it doesn't make much difference, just save
it for me if you hear anything of it. I come up every day."

He was about to ride off but Dan stopped him. "May be this is the one,"
he said as he held it out. "I found it down there a few minutes ago."

"Yes, that's it," the youngster commented as he took it in his hand. "I'll
take it back to Elisabeth, much obliged," and he started off.

"Know them ?" Dan inquired, but the clerk shook his head.

"They're them Thorne folks, Judge Thorne, I guess," he answered.

"E. D. T.," Dan repeated to himself, "Elisabeth Thorne, nice name," then
to the clerk as he rose to hail the hack, "Hand me my coat, will you, and you'll
send those things out on the first wagon in the morning.-'"

He seated himself by the garrulous old driver going out. "Do you know
where the Thornes are out here?" he inquired, as he gave him a cigar.

"We pass ther house," the old fellow answered. "I'll show yer when we
git ter it."

It was a big place with a beautiful avenue of fine old trees; Dan could just
see the big white house and he pictured to himself the girl of the pin.

And his mother noticed that he grew more interested in the neighborhood,
and that he remarked to his father three times that he heard there were "some
Thornes not far up there."

Several days later, arming himself with some magazines and plenty of
tobacco, Dan wended his way to the little hill up the road where there was plenty
of shade and a spring, and the grass was soft oh my ! He had read one or two
things, smoked three pipes, and reflected that somehow a fellow's chances were
always better in stories, when he heard steps on the other side of the rocks. Then
he got up quickly, the little boy who had come to the store was saying as he
pointed him out to a charming creature in a pink dress, "That's that fellow, Sis."

The charming creature, who was nothing more formidable than a very pretty
girl with laughing eyes, smiled.

"You found my pin," she said, "I was very glad to get it, it was one I had
at school last year." Her manner was very sweet, "I am Elisabeth Thorne, Mr.
Hamilton, you see I know vour name, I've met vour mother."

The little boy had seen a rabbit and scampered off down the hill after him.
Dan walked on down with the girl, and he forgot there was any other direction to
the road until they were in front of the house ; he met the big Judge, and he asked
him to come back. And it suddenly occurred to Hamilton, U. of P. '06, that this
place was "all to the mustard" at last.

And in the fall when they had gone back, there was something else engraved
with E. D. T. only there was something more.

Mary Mortised Dillard.

RUTH CUSHIKG POPE

LVERY one at Agnes Scott, not only the old girls but also the Faculty, has
noticed with pride the growth, this year, of spirit between the College and
the Academy The complete separation of the Academy from the College
at the beginning of the session gave rise to this spirit in the first place, but the
force that brought it to its height has been athletics, and more especially basket-
ball. And in basket-ball we must always think of Miss Pope as the very heart and
soul of it, and we all realize that the most of the spirit is after all due to her. Not
only for basket-ball, but for tennis and athletics in every form we have to thank her
for her tireless energy and interest. And yet although we can not at all see how we
are going to manage it, we will have to plan for next year without her. But we
girls who have seen the ball started, and rolled a good way, too, will always
remember the one who started it, and under this influence we hope to help keep
up the work as well as it has been begun.

Athlrttr Asiumatimt

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Louise Davidson
Vice-President

Sadie Magill
President

Lill Phillips
Secretary and Treasurer

Qfotmia Assoriattmt

Sadie Magill President

Florence Light Vice-President

Lill Phillips Secretary and Treasurer

MEMBERS

Cornelia Field
Louise Davidson
Edith O'Keefe
Frankie Enzor
Agnes Kime

Adelaide Nelson
Marguerite Fitch
Edith Brown
Lila Williams
Elva Drake Lulu Crosland

Lutie Powell
Florence Light
Dr. Armistead
Elizabeth Curry

Lillie Belle Bachmann
Dr. Arbuckle
Helen Beman
Sadie Magill
Mr. Bachmann Lill Phillips

Mr. Dieckman
Mattie Hunter
Edith Lott

Sara Bockenbrough
Bessie Sentell
Lida Caldwell

Gwendolyn Bailey
Adeline Dortch
Marion Brumby

$nlf Club

Color
Macduff Plaid

Motto

"Many a slip between the ball and the club"

Sadie Magill President

Allie Felker Secretary and Treasurer

MEMBERS

Dr. Arbuckle L. Phillips A. Felker

I. Nunnally A. Nelson

S. Magill

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HA5KET
BALL

Yell
Ya, ya, yee, double dum dee,
Dicky dack, hicky pack

Hi go ree,
College, College A. S. C. !

Mary Knight
Mascot

M. Fitch
Captain LINE-UP

M. Fitch Forivards

A. Nelson Guards . .

L. Phillips Centers . .

Wy <</

G. Bailey

Manager
S Magill

. . . . E. Drake
A. Moore

COLLEGE BASKET BALL TEAM

(Holing i>mtb ?am

Yell
Teeker, toeker, tiah!
Hannibal! Goliah!
Friccased! calibub!
We 're it College Scrub !

Davidson, Captain

C. Stuart .
A. Dortch.
V. Crane .

LINE-UP

Powell, Manager

Forwards L.\Davidson

. .Centers E. Frierson

. Guards M. Rylander

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COLLEGE SCRUB TEAM

Stewart Frierson

Rylander

3Jrrrglar imltloquu of tlje Slrrtgulara

(With all due apologies to Shakespeare.)

Farewell ! a long farewell to Senior greatness !

This is the state of us : one day we put forth

The hope our " sheep-skin" to achieve ; the morrow came to A. S. C.

And visions of great honor rose before us ;

The next day came the Fac, the cruel Fac,

And when we thought, poor erring ones,

Our Course to end like lightning, they said " no,"

And killed our hopes as dead as Dido. We had ventured,

Like little fledgling birds that leave their nests

And think to soar at once into the clouds,

But far beyond our strength our high-blown prde

At length broke under us, and now has left us

Out of a Regular Class, to the rude mercy

Of the Regulars, who must forever chide us.

Sad fate and fortune of our lot, we hate ye :

We find our hopes entombed. O, how wretched

Are we poor ones who thought to win the favor of the Fac. !

There is betwixt the "new girl," and the Course she would aspire to

A dread number from their midst that doth examine her :

And should she fail to pass, she fails as we did,

Never to hope again. B. L. S.

GMNDS

(Ealntbar XQBB-Q7

September 20 Louise Chick arrives.
October 1 Red ties appear.
October 13 Irene Foscue receives her trunk.
November 15 Caroline Caldwell demands

Senior privileges.
November 26 Mr. Bachmann arrives.
November 30 Faculty entertains Students.
December 1 Miss Phillips loses Miss Smith's

original notes on Bennett (?).
December 3 Miss Denny attends Vanderbilt

ball game.

December 5 English D girls hand themes in on time.

December 7 Howard Arbuckle cuts a tooth.

December 1 2 Lizabel Saxon missed half a question.

December 14 Freshmen paint the "disinsecting house".

December 16 Miss Denny leaves dining-room without visitin

January 5 Miss Appleyard loses her medicine case.

lanuary 6 One Southern train on time.

January 12 Miss Darrow introduces a new song in Chapel.

January 25 Adelaide Nelson rides the bear.

January 30 Sophs, paint the tank.

February 4 Street Fair.

February 27 Miss Massie admits the possibility of

one defect in Roosevelt.
March 3 Miss Young not heard to sigh.
March 15 Miss Cook fails to give table instructions.
March 24 Miss MacSwain goes to prayer meeting.
April 5 Mr. Armstrong agrees with "the author."
April 7 "Mac" speaks in language intelligible to the

common herd.
May 29 Dr. Gaines forgets to mention Agnes Scott

Ideals.

different tables.

A iloiut Jantltij ifiprtiug

Scene Sitting-room. Teachers seated about talking, doors securely closed
but transoms open.

Tim E Early candle-light.

Dr. Gaines, rising slowly drags his foot out of the waste-paper basket and
pounds vociferously on the table imth a book and roars in thundering tones:

"Let us have quiet !" A sickening silence.

Dr. Armistead rises, nervously fingering his record book:

"Is it time to call the roll and read the minutes?'*

Dr. Gaines nods assent.

Dr. Armistead : "Miss Alexander."

Miss McKinney: "We are here."

Dr. Armistead : "Miss Denny."

Miss D arrow: "She has not returned from the Vanderbilt ball game."

Dr. Armistead: ""Miss Cook."

Miss Cook: "I am here as I have been for eighteen years."

Dr. Armistead : "Mr. Dieckman."

Silence. Whisper heard through transom.

Dr. Gaines {with lowering brow): "Air. Thompson, will you tell Mr. Dieck-
man and Miss Phillips that faculty meeting is convened?"

Exit Mr. Thompson.

Miss Young sighs.

Roll call proceeds to the finish.

Dr. Arbuckle rises suddenly: "I would like to suggest "

Dr. Armistead (with a sidewise turn of the mouth): "Just a minute, please
the minutes."

Minutes are read.

Dr. Arbuckle rises again: "Well, as I was going to suggest "

Miss McKinney: "Wait a minute, Dr. Arbuckle. but I must bring up this
matter about Caroline Caldwell's work. The girls have reported to me that she
has entirely too much to do."

Miss MacSwaiu: "She does have a hard time with her French."

Dr. Arbuckle: "Well, I should say about that "

Miss McKinney: "And then, too, I do want to tell you all about this Fresh-
man Class. They are the most absolutely frivolous and uninteresting class that
has ever been here. Every one of them ought to be compelled to go to study-hall
and I doubt seriously if a single one can pass. If this thing keeps up I shall
be compelled to take some step in regard to student government."

Dr. Armistead {striving towards witticism) : "Well, they're pretty.
'Where youth and beauty meet,
Wisdom is but rare!'
you know." The faculty kindly laugh.

Dr. Gaines: "Let us have quiet. We have some weighty questions to discuss.
Now this thing of letting the girls attend any church and asking Methodist women
preachers out here to talk to them."

Dr. Arbuckle: "Well, as I have been trying to tell you for the last half hour,
Mrs. Sienknecht has written here that that child of hers doesn't get enough to
eat." (Audible titter.)

Miss Hopkins: "Er yes, yes, I will report that to Miss MacKenzie."

Miss Smith: "I thought possibly it might be in order to ask how I can get
the girls to bring their Professor Bennett grammars to class."

Miss Cook: "Yes, the girls have very little respect for gov-ern-ment."

Dr. Arbuckle: "In connection with dining-room affairs, I'd like to say that
that rule about the doors closing twelve minutes after the bell has to be stopped.
It doesn't give time for all my family to get in."

Mr. Armstrong: "Well, I have a complaint, too. I do certainly wish that
some plan could be found whereby a class could be so conducted as to do away
with this difficulty of the girls' trying to discuss whole topics and not giving the
teacher a chance to talk."

(Miss Armstrong smiles significantly.)

Dr. Arbuckle begins a zvrangling with Miss McKinney on student govern-
ment. Rest of the faculty settle for a long nap. Whistle blows.

Dr. Gaines grumbles ominously: "And to think I haven't gotten in about
the Sophomores' painting that tank yet!" (Loudly) "Dr. Arbuckle, the whistle
has blown, I believe."

(All start up suddenly and rush out.)

Dr. Gaines (as the last vanishes) : "The meeting is adjourned."

IGtmmrka

A COMEDY IN THREE ACTS.

Maid one,
Maid won.
Made one.

Several girls are contemplating a Track Clnb. Only girls with a broad
understanding eligible.

To hear "Ain't it funny ?" fifty times a day finally becomes pathetic. See M. S.

X. : "Now a crush on the V. Glee Club would not be as silly as some "
Y. : "You arc right."

A.: "Why is it a rule not to use a pony in class?"
B. : "It will throw you on exams."

John Magill,

Attentive rush,
Stricken girl,

Awful crush.

( )nce a Senior of wisdom profound.
Sat sternly on all around,

Till one frosty morning.

Without any warning,
Sarah even sat on the ground !

Song of the "Trigites"

Nobody works but the Newtons,

The rest don't try at all ;
Always going to parties.

And runninp' 'round the hall.

A few get up pretty early.

But not quite soon enough.
Nobody works but the Newtons,

And they're the real stuff.

When the bell at six does clang,
Calmlv notes of slumber twang,
And the music of my snore
Continues rumbling as before.

Has Miss Watkins addressed another letter to "Dear Mama?"

Every morning bright and early,
Sometimes cheery, sometimes surly.
Miss Edith with her eagle eye,
Sets out each speck of dust to spy.

In the gentle game of basket-ball,
The vigorous contact with the wall

Has caused a resolution.
That next year's team long gloves shall wear,
And instead of our skins the scraping bear

In willing substitution.

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o>Itp A. & (. Poultry Wati)

Guide {conducting strangers through the domains of Agnes Scott): "And
now, friends, if you will just turn this way for a moment, you will see one of the
most unique features of this great institution. Here is our A. S. C. poultry yard,
unequalled for the rare superiority of its specimens.

"'In the first division we see that splendid and noble bird, the Crane. I beg
only to call your attention to its lustrous dark eyes, its stately tread as it prances
back and forth, and its splendid and lordly manner of devouring food.

"Next to it we see that bird of midnight, the Crow, the finest specimen this
side of the Atlantic. This bird is of a remarkably amicable disposition, but I
should warn the children in the party not to disturb it in any way, lest it emit
those harsh and grating cries that cause those who attend it to flee in terror and
bitter agony.

"The next compartment holds the beautiful and gentle Drake. Watch it
as it waddles to and fro Its mild blue eyes bespeak its sweet temperament. It
will never utter anything worse than gentle and ladylike quacks. But do not for
one moment presume that the germs of ire are entirely lost in this fowl. If en-
raged, it will endeavor fiercely to hurt the offender, yes, it will even peck him.

"The last of this rare collection is the superb little specimen of a Chick.
Only Miss Cook can remember when it came here a mere little slip of a pullet
and it has developed under careful training into this magnificent fowl not large,
it is true, but peerless in its form. Only see how it runs about scratching ner-
vously here and there and snapping viciously at particles of food matter. Prob-
ably the most interesting fact about the Chick is that it is in a peculiar sense a
sacred fowl, dedicated to the use of her Holiness the Pope ; and, strange as it
may seem, it appears to cherish in its chicken way a most ardent and frantic
affection for its right reverend possessor.

"The peace in the poultrv yard is exceptional. Once, indeed, when we at-
tempted to keep the Drake and the Chick together, there was a struggle whose
horror is nowhere rivalled on the page of history, and a speedy separation was
effected. Since then the animositv stems to have abated entirely and we have no
trouble in their management."

Oh, hie thee to Miss Appleyard

If thou hast any ill ;
She'll fetch a glass of water quick

And poke down thee a pill.

That pill is of a coal black hue,

Its size does all defy ;
But 'tis not thine to murmur now,

Tis but to take and die.

Does all the Bible Class know the meaning- of "diatheca?" Say "No" on
peril of another explanation.

Yet after this I. F. was heard to ask in the last frantic instant before the
beginning of class, "Who was Diatheca?"

Facetious friend: "Why, don't you know? He was the man that translated
the Bible into Sanskrit."

1. F. (in superior manner) : "Oh, no! that was Dionysius Exiguous."

Miss Smith upon her hobby, Bennett,

Could ride at such a pace,
The girls upon their trusted ponies

Could scarcely stand the race.

Edith O'Keefe (after first lesson in French) : "Je ne sais pas? Jc nc sais
pas?" (With an indignant look) "Why don't you answer my question?"

College girl (after the Academy had won the basket-ball game) : "We are
right proud of our Academy."

Academy girl : "Huh ! Wish we could say the same of the College."

Dorothea: "Studying is the biggest bore."

Went to Agnes,

Joined the Six,
Played one game

And crossed the Stvx.

Stye Autamatir SUfgming JHarl)ttu>

Almost any day or night ma}- be seen
Rhyming Ruthie and flowering Jean,

Tearing their hair,

And filling the air
With cries that make one purple and green
(They're the Automatic Rhyming Machine.)

Full sixteen wigs they use a week,

They pull their noses, their ears they tweak,

For Sophomore rhymes

And basket-ball hymns
They bite their thumbs and loudly shriek
(And act, on the whole, like a well-bred freak.)

The rhymes then come in a steady stream.
The Sophs, are contented, the girls serene ;

But they litter the ground

With their locks of brown,
And rend the air with their agonized scream
(But the rhymes roll out by the quire and the ream.)

There was a little girl

Who was working in the Lab :
There was a great combustion,

Now there's a marble slab.

Dining- Room Scene.

Hey diddle-de-diddle
The cat and the fiddle,

Twelve minutes allowed to get in
The girls all laugh
At the Faculty's craft,

And the rush for the seats begin.

Hey diddle-de-diddle
The cat and the fiddle,

The dining-room doors close now.
Outside, too late,
The teachers all wait:
Alike to their fate

They must bow.

The Complicators.

In order to make some alteration
In affairs that needed amelioration,

We formed a club

And all the hub-bub
Was the result of much "complication.'

Oh ! a new crush
An awful rush

For candy, flowers, and things.
The girl ? A pearl.
Her name ? the same

Whose praise the very air rings.
She's athletic,
And magnetic,

She's well known in our school.
Sad heart, keep still
'Tis John Magill

Oh well one more poor fool.

Ode to that Far-Renowned Animal, the Eight-legged Centipede of A. S. C.

(Jh, here's to the Sophomoric Centipede
' That nightly careens through the halls.
It's noted well for its wonderful speed
And the tone of its bond when it bawls.

Its tail resembles a bath towel white,

And is tied with a ribbon red ;
Its ears are long and " something tight,"

And on peanuts and olives it's fed.

It ambles along with its keeper small,

The president of class naught nine,
While the girls all follow it up the hall

In a most excited line.

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3ln ultipsy uiurlm iCaui)

GIRL (running out of Miss Hopkins's office with one hand raised. To
teachers congregated about register) : "Aw, teachers, ] just must have
quiet here, J am surprised. 1 can not understand this at all. Do you
know there are classes going on in these recitation rooms' 1 shall have to
deprive you of vour privileges if this loud talking in the hall continues. Yon
had better not stay out here if you can't keep quiet." Teachers slink limply away.

In the Lab. Dr. Arbuckle. weary with many hours of fruitless toil, vainly
struggling with complicated apparatus. Girl enters; looks critically at him:
doubles over in convulsive laughter: "Now will you please tell me what this
thing is for? Can't you see that this will never work in the world? Why, you
could have done this experiment in half an hour if you had only fixed this thing
right."

Dr. Arbuckle: "Oh-h-h ! [ burnt my hand !"

Girl (in great amusement): "What? Well, that doesn't matter if you
didn't break the test-tube."

At the table. Stella Julian (heaping a plate to overflowing): "I know
Aliss Cook." A little later. Stella (sternly) : ".Miss Conk, will you please help
yourself and pass things on?"

Special Composition Class. Girl ( reading aloud before all the teachers
Dr. Armistead's theme which is his pet production and greatest pride): "Dr.
Armistead, this writing is worse than ever." (Assumes dramatic attitude.
Places finger at side of nose). "It is utterly beyond me to decipher such hiero-
glyphics. The expression is pret-ty good, but the material Why, Dr. Armistead,
it is reallv Sophomoric. I hope you will have something better for me next time."
Dr. Armistead chokes back the bitter, briny tears, and looks away.

Girl (in earnest conversation with Miss Massie) : "Miss Massie, let me
advise you urgently to marry. Don't be a school teacher. Get married, get
married.''

Breakfast table. Girl (looking excitedly down the table) : "I simply can not
see why Miss McKinney can't get to breakfast. It is out of the question to over-
look this. She knows very well that she ought, under no circumstances to miss

her breakfast and why she persists in doing it, I can not understand. I shall
certainly see her about this." Miss McKinney hears of it later and is there
before the doors open the next morning.

In Math. Class. Girl (heaving a heart-rending, soul-blasting sigh) : "Oh,
Miss Young, I did think you would see that. I did hope that this time you
wouldn't take the longest way you could possibly find. Why will you always
do that?" (Gazes at her with a grief and despair beyond expression.)

Good friend, for Louisiana's saKe we bear
To have our names engraven here.
Distressed we be. we maKe our moans.
But the Annual Staff are firm

Not dead nor yet sleeping.

LOUISIANA CLUB

Bessie Sentell. Pres
Mildred DicKson. Sec Tr
Evelyn Norwood
Mary Norwood

Eulalie Sentell

The Freshmen had a little class

It took its little pen
And on the "Disinsecting house,"

It painted IQIO.

The letters P. H. O. !

When morning came, the Sophomores saw-
How it would look below,

The night was dark, they could not tell.

And now to all the Freshies young
This kind advice we slip,

Before they try to paint again

They should take penmanship.

A Soph.

There is a girl whose love of noise
By far outweighs her love of boys,

She'll ride the bear,

Climb tanks in air,
And roll huge trunks like childish toys.

There is a girl at A. S. C.
Who can not tell an A from a B,
But if you asked her what she said
After she had gone to bed,
She would answer with a blush,
"Nothing, nothing, but my crush."

History teacher: "Lillian, what was the date of the Xorman Conquest?"
Lillian, absently, with a far-away look: "1575 Riverside Avenue, Jackson-
ville, Florida."

The rats and mice were having a feast
( )f peanuts and of candle-grease,
When the occupants of number one
Hurled a shoe like the shot of a gun,

But missed the mark,

And Oh, just hark !
How the Japanese lady slid down the wall.
And everything crashed in an awful fall.

31. 3F.

At Agnes Scott there lived a maid,
A studious girl, supremely staid.
Self-government got a-hold of her
And made a Proc. so bold of her
She's now of none afraid

Even at close range.
Each night she ventures bravely out.
And like a never-shirking scout
She hies girls to their downy couch,
And for their staying there she'll vouch.
She makes a useful Proc. no doubt.

But what a change !

3fn the Uinuig-iRmiiu

Listen to these warning words

Which sadly I relate :
1 ietter never come at all

Than come twelve minutes late !

Agnes Scott has enjoyed a special privilege this year in having the famous
Snodgrass Dramaticles running through the entire season. The star and manager,
Snodgrass, is a rare genius and can carry into the most everv-day affairs of life
the shrieking, blood-curdling, tragedy-queen act.

The Silhouette would tender its sympathy to H. M. T., the unoffending
but hapless victim of the Snodgrass Dramaticles.

There was a young lady named Allie,
In the realms of hysterics she'd sally,

Until the girls all

In Rebekah Scott Hall,
Together to hump her did rally.

There was a crush epidemic,

Both college and academic,

Which threatened the lot of Agnes Scott

To turn to something we dare not think what !

At the art exhibit. Mary (second year Art girl): "Elizabeth) where are
some of Chase's pictures?"

E. : "You are looking at one right now."

Alary, (after gazing at it attentively some seconds) : "Well, why do they
call it 'Chase's picture'?"

There was a professor called "Arm,"
Who wished the opossums to charm.

He came to a creek

Across tried to leap ! ! !
The splash did the fishes great harm.

Agnes Kimc on a Friday night

Did her roommate wish to fight,

But turning the corner she fell on her nose,

And there the next morning a bump did repose,

Securely and surely on that very same nose!

The Freshmen at Agnes Scott
Once thought they would do a lot,

The)' kicked up a row,

And now they know how
To appreciate what they are not.

At % >trri>t JFair

Said the lady from Kalamazoo

To the two-headed lady in blue,
"I sure beg your pardon,
But I'll speak to the warden,

If you step an)" more on my shoe."

iSontPo aub 3ult?t (A Sear ale)

Dear little Juliet, don't be so frantic,
For when I embrace you, 'tis only an antic.
I know I'm a bear.
But I'm sure you don't care,
Besides that, the Sophomores are always romantic.

Be wise you'll not regret

That you did get "The Silhouette."

E. : "What would you rather have than anything in the world?"
D. : "A check from home no a cut on Math."

Apologias tn ^Jjakespparp

A desire above all earthly dignities

To pass exams.
What horrors these tests be !

Dire thou art and dreadful
And shalt be what art reputed.
Yet do I fear the outcome.
Thou art too full of the dire impossible
To give success ; thou wouldst not flunk us ;
Art not too difficult
We should have, O exam., that which
Cries, "Thus must thou do if thou pass
Than rather desire thy work be undone."
Hie thee hence that I may rest in peace
Or conquer with the wealth of my energy
All that impedes me from the coveted mark.

3tp Jffall of tlje i>oIffltmirir (Epnttppn?

At the Street Fair, the Centipede

\\"as surely "just the thing.''
The Freshmen and the Juniors,

He had them on his string.
But now, alas! that time has passed,

He crawls where once he soared
Aliss Young is using him to point

Out figures on the hoard !

Arc f im Bjuttyry

Yon zvant Tuesday's menu for your perusal/

Why, zve have just about the same as usual.

Wednesday's dinner, I hear you ash,

0, nothing different no -very hard task.

Thursday's fare, if you implore.

Is about the same as the day before.

Friday? Alas, the old refrain.

Dear friends, it is still the same, same. same.

I do not know how you will feel.

But Saturday duplicates Friday's meal.

Sunday mid-meal is very good fare,

'Week day food zvith a touch here and there.

But Monday dinner for you rehearse/

A change/ Yes. a slight change for the worse!

[Edited by D. Snodgrass out of the fulness thereof of a year's experience.]

THANK/

THE SILHOUETTE Editors

desire to express their

thanks for the assistance of

the following persons : : : :

Miss Brownie Huson
Mr. Andrew Hutchison
Miss Mabel McKowen
Miss Lucile Goodloe
Mr. Heron Sloan
Miss Louise Lewis
Rev. John I. Armstrong

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Clle 've not quite finished the Silhouette,

Indeed there 's more a coming yet,

Fop though uue 're no misers

We like advertisers,

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