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DECATUR, GEORGIA

Aurora Staff

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Board of Trustees.

Dedication

Faculty

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SENIOR CLASS

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1 UNIOR CLASS

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Roll

History

25

Group

20-27

Poem

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SOPHOMORE CLASS

29

Roll

30

Group

Poem

FRESHMAN CLASS

35

History

Poem

AGNES SCOTT ACADEMY

46

1 rROUP

CONTENTS Continued Page
Propylean Literary Society 56

Group 57

Y. W. C. A 63

Group (H

Clubs 65

Buix Dogs 07-6!)

c'omplicators . 73

Dramatic Club 80-8 1

Fudge Makers 77

E A 2. . . .' 74-75

2 2 Group 72

2 A * 70

S. A. R ( ?) 76

Snap Shots 20, 21. 40, 58. S3. 1 09

Soph. Minus Club 82

Student Government Association 51

Tar Heels 78

The Trumps 71

Toy Symphony 70

MISCELLANY:

A Day at Agony Scott 88

A Dish of Fudge 59

Advertisements II 3

Athletic Association , 92

Basket Ball 06-99

Calendar 62

Dr. Martin 48

Grinds 103-107

Gymnasium 93

Hard Times Poem 89

Hockey Team 94

Gboup 95

Maud Montgomery 90

Memorial HO

Runaway Girl 85

Skating Rink 102

Tennis Association 100

The Queen's Cloak 41

The Wind Poem 108

To the College Dean Poem 14

UBERALL 84

Where Joy is Found Poem 47

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EDITORS-IN-CHIEF
ELVA DRAKE MARY DILLARD

BUSINESS MANAGERS
LILLIAN PHILLIPS LUTIE POWELL

ART EDITORS
ANNE WADDELL LOUISE DAVIDSON

LOUISE PAYNE

MARGUERITE FITCH

ATHLETIC EDITORS
ADELAIDE NELSON GAMALIEL DIXON

ASSOCIATE EDITORS
MAUDE HILL RUTH MARION

KATHERINE DEAN
LIZZABEL SAXON
JEANNETTE BROWN

DOROTHEA SNODURASS
OKRALD1NE HOOD
MATT1E HUNTER

ifoarfr of trusters

S. M. I x.max, ( !hairman..... Atlanta

F. IT. Gaixk. I). I) Decatur

( '. M. Candler Decatur

J. G. Pattux. I). I) Decatur

Therox II. Kick. D. D _ Atlanta

George B. Scott Decatur

Melton A. C'axdlki; Decatur

W. S. Kendrick, M. I) Atlanta

J. K. Orr Atlanta

Jonx J. E A<i ax Atlanta

L. ('. Maxdeville Carrollton, Ga.

W. L. Lingle, D. D Atlanta

^FACULTY

F. H. GAINES. P. D.

PRESIDENT

NANNETTE HOPKINS

DEAN

M. LOUISE McKINNEY

PROFESSOB OF ENGLISH LITERATURE

NANNIE R. MASSIE

PROFESSOR OF HISTORY

MARY L. CADY, B. A.. M. A.
(Bryn Mawr, Radeliffe, University of Berlin)

ASSOCIATE PROFESSOR HISTORY AND PROFESSOR OF GREEK

ANNA I. YOUNG

PROFESSOR OF MATHEMATICS, PHYSICS AND ASTRONOMY

H. I!. ARBUCKXE, M. A.. Ph. D.
(Hampden-Sidney College. Johns Hopkins University)

PROFESSOR CHEMISTRY, BIOLOGY AND GEOLOGY

J. D. M, ARM I STEAD, B. A.. Pn. D. .
(Washington and Eee University)

PROFESSOR OF ENGLISH

LILLIAN S. SMITH, B. A.. I'll. D.
(Syracuse University. Cornell University)

PROFESSOR OF LATIN
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JOHN I. ARMSTRONG, M. A., B. D.
(Hampden-Sidney College, Union Theological Seminary. Va.)

PROFESSOR OF PHILOSOPHY AND BIBLE

BERTHA E. TREBE1N, B. A., M. A.

(Wellesley College, Student University of Berlin)

PROFESSOR OF GERMAN

SUSAN A. COLTON

(University of Paris, 11)03-05)

PROFESSOR OF FRENCH

MARY T. MARTIN. M. D.

(Woman's Medical College of Philadelphia. New England Hospital, Boston)

RESIDENT PHYSICIAN AND PROFESSOR OF PHYSIOLOGY AND HYGIENE

A. MAUD MONTGOMERY
(Graduate Boston Normal School of Gymnastics)

PHY'SICAL DIRECTOR

Joseph Maclean

DIRECTOR PIANO, MUSICAL HISTORY AND HARMONY

C. W. DIECKMANN

PIANO

FELIN HEINE

PIANO

HELEN W ATKINS

PIANO AND MUSICAL HISTORY'

CLEMENTINE MacGREGOR

PIANO AND THEORY

MARGUERITE BART1K IL( >MEW

PIANO

EDITH BARTHOLOMEW

ORGAN

RUTH DARROW

VOICE

LILLIAN MacARTHUR

VOICE

THEODORA MORGAN

VIOLIN

LOUISE G. LEWIS

ART AND ART HISTORY

SHATTEEN MITCHELL

EXPRESSION

W. S. KENDRICK, M. D.

CONSULTANT PHYSICIAN

MARY APPLEYARD

GRADUATE NURSE

(Intendant of Infirmary)

MRS. A. R. MAYS
Housekeeper

EDITH P. APPLEYARD

MATRON

MINNIE M. DAVIS

SECRETARY

MARION BUCHER

LIBRARIAN

MAUDE HILL

ASSISTANT LIBRARIAN

EUPHEMIA YOUNG

SUPERINTENDENT OF PRACTICE

LIZZABEL SAXON

ASSISTANT SUPERINTENDENT OF PRACTICE

R. M. FARRAR

STEWARD

B. M. BACHMAN

BOOKKEEPER

o lit? (Enllurc Srau

Who is the little Freshman's friend?
Who tells her how her lime to spend.
To drive away the homesick fears?
Or. failing this, who dries her tears?
Miss Hopkins.

Who lakes the holder Soph in hand,
Restrains the onslaughter of her band,
Rebukes her when' she grows too rank,
And pardons when she climbs the tank
Miss Hopkins.

Who smiles upon the Junior true,
And helps her with her honors new.
Wherein she's dressed for future strife
In government of college life?
Miss Hopkins.

Who lends her aid to Seniors fair ?
Extends to (hem example rare
Of womanly devotion sweet,
In duty's path to guide the feet?
Miss Hopkins.

Who is the Faculty's mainstay?
Who helps to drive dull care away?
Makes schedules, sets the laws to work.
And keeps all going without jerk?
Miss Hopkins.

Then here's to the College Dean,
We'll give her three times three;
In all the powers that govern us
There's none so true as she.

Junior Banquet, 1907

&?tti0r (UlaBB

Motto : Ohne hast, aber ohne rast Colors : Red and White

Flower : Carnation

FIRST TERM

KATHARINE DEAN President

CHARLOTTE RAMSPECK Vice-President

LILLIAN PHILLIPS . . Secretary

JEANNETTE BROWN Tkeasubeb

SECOND TERM

CHARLOTTE RAMSPECK President

LILLIAN PHILLIPS Vice-President

KATHARINE DEAN .' . . Secretary

I.IZZABEL SAX( )X Treasurer

JEANNETTE BROWN Poet

JEANNETTE BROWN LILLIAN PHILLIPS

LOUISE CHICK LOLAH PABHAM

KATHARINE DEAN CHARLOTTE RAMSPECK

ELVA DRAKE LIZZABEL SAXON

MAUD HILL ROSE WOOD

HONORARY MEMBERS

MR. ARMSTRONG DR. AEMISTEAD

JOSEPHINE McSWAIN BRASEALE

Jeannette Hays Brown, B. A., M. L. S.,
Atlanta, Georgia

"She cometh unto you with a tale that with-
holdeth children from play and old men from
the chimney corner."

Historian Class '06-'07; Shonts' Prize
Writer, *06-'07; Treasurer Class '07-'08;
Manager Toy Symphony Club, '07-'08; As-
sociate Editor "Silhouette," '07-'08.

Katharine Dean, H. L. S.,

Opelika, Alabama

"Who mixed reason with pleasure, and
dom with mirth."

Secretary Class '04-'05; Treasnrer Class
'05-'06; Treasurer Class '06-'07; Marshal of
Student Government Association, '06-'O7;
Secretary Class '06- '07; Vice-President Class
'06-'07; President of Class '07-'08; Secretary
Class '07-'08; Vice-President M. I. S., '06-
'07, '07-'08; President of M. L. S., '06-'07;
Secretary of Y. W. C. A., '07-'08 ; Associate
Editor of "Silhouette," '07-'08; Executive
Committee of Student Government Associa-
tion, '07-'08; Secretary Class '07-'08.

Secretary Class '06-'07, President Class
'06-'07; Vice-President M. L. S., '08-'07;
President M. L. S., '06-'07; Member Ex-
ecutive Committee, '06-'07; Associate Editor
"Silhouette," '06-'07; Basket-Bail Team, '06-
'07; Treasurer Y. W. C. A., '07-'08; President
Student Government Association, '07-'08;
Co-Editor-in-Chief "Silhouette," '07-'08;
Shonts' Prize Writer, '07-'08.

Hand Barker Hill*, B. A., M. L

Tignall, Georgia

"The tall, the wise, the reverend he:
Must lie as low as ours."

Treasurer M. L. S., '05-'06, '06-'07;
tary Class '05-'06; Vice-President Class '05-
'06; President M. L. S '06-'O7, '07-'08; As-
sistant Business Manager "Silhouette," '07;
Secretary M. L. S., '06-'07; Critic M. L. S.,
'06-'07; Vice-President M. L. S., '06-'07;
Vice-President of Student Government
sociation, '07-'08; President Y. W.
'07-'08 Associate Editor "Silhouette,"

Lillian Phillips, B. A., M. L. S., "B. D."

Monticello, Arkansas

"The heart to conceive, the understanding to
direct, or the hand to execute."

Sergeant at Arms M. I. S., ,'03-'04, '05-
'06; President Class '03-'04; Vice-Presi-
dent Class '03-'04, '05-'06; Corresponding
Secretary M. L. S,, '05; Secretary Class '03-
'04, '05-'06, '07-'08; Vice-President M. L. S.,
'06-'07; Secretary and Treasurer Athlet
Association, ,'06- '07; Secretary and Treas
urer Tennis Association, '06-'07; Basket-Bail
Team, '06-'07, '07-'08; Censor M. L. S., '08
06, '06-'07; Critic M. L. S., '06-'07 ; Preside!
M. L. S., '07-'08; President Athletic Asso-
ciation, '07-'08; Vice-President Dramatic'
Club, '07-'08 ; Member Executive Committee
'07-'08; Business Manager "Silhouette," '07
'08; Vice-President Class, '07-'08; Toas
Mistress of Junior Banquet, '07.

eck, M. L. S

Decatur, Georgia

set with little wilful thorns,
; as English air could make her, she.'

Class '07-'08.

zabel Saxon, B. A., P. L. S.,

Cartersville, Georgia

"Six hours in sleep; in Greek's grave study six;
Four spent in prayer; the rest on Latin fixed."

Secretary Class '04-'05; President Classes
'05-'06, '06-'07; Librarian P. L. S., '04-'05;
Vice-Secretary P. I. S., '07-'08; President
P. L. S., '07-'08; Vice-President Y. W. C. A.,
'07- '08; Associate Editor of "Silhouette,"
'07-'08; Collegiate Scholarship, '04-'05, '05-
'06, '06-'07; Latin Prize, '06- '07; Treasurer
Class '07-'O8.

m$

lose Wood, B. A., M. I, S

Atlanta, Georgia
"Forget thyself to marble."

Tjftstnrg of GHass 100H

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X accordauce with the adage, "age before beauty," we will
begin with Louise Chick. She came to Agnes Scott near
the close of the last century. For several years she lay
dormant, but awoke to the realities of life in 1904, and to
make up for lost time has since then associated herself
actively with four classes. }fot long ago Chick found English
too commonplace to express her mighty thoughts and straightway resorted to
German. Close application to the study of this language has in some part taken
the place of her affection for "Popey dear."

'Tis strange but true that one of us has been here longer than Chick.
Charlotte Eamspeck learned her A B C's at Agnes Scott Academy. The college
has tried to outgrow her, but she bas risen with it, and, in spite of the distraction
of a day pupil, she has reached her senior year with honors.

Xext comes our country lass, Maud Hill. She grew up mi a farm and
grew and grew and grew and really did no harm. Then she came to Agnes
Scott, and since she has been here she has grown in wisdom and stature and
in favor with the faculty and students. She has borne with dignity the many
responsibilities heaped upon her and has proven faithful to every trust.

When Elva Drake came to us, three years ago, she was put in the room
with Louise Chick the one fatal mistake of Miss Hopkins. The Drake and
the Chick soon separated, however, and peace reigned throughout the land.
The ease with which Elva has stood her countless examinations has made

her famous in the annals of the college. Her executive ability has guided the
Student Government Association safely through the crisis of another year, and to
her be the praise for the success of the Silhouette.

La petite Katharine Dean began as a Freshman in 1904 and is the sole
survivor of that Freshman class. She has carried a double burden and is one of
the three in the history of Agnes Scott who has obtained a certificate in music
in addition to her diploma. Katharine has always been the fashion plate for

the class.

"When in doubt of what to wear,
All the class to her repair."

For six years the slow train through Arkansas has brought us Lill
Phillips. Lill "never troubles trouble, till trouble troubles her," but the Fates
have been kind to her, and in her undertakings she has always been successful.
Her triumphs on "field day" have brought honor to the class and to sister
Anne, her faithful adviser.

Jeannette Brown has been continually the mouthpiece of the class, and,
though she somewhat monopolizes the conversation, generally has something
good to say. Her forte lies in literature and her contributions to the college
magazines have added greatly to their value. Jeannette has frequently proven
her ability as a hostess and has done much for the pleasure of the class.

Rose "Wood was handed down to us from the class of 1905. Two years of
vacation did not quench her thirst for knowledge, and 1908 found her main-
taining her old standard of perfection at Agnes Scott.

All praise to Lolah Parham that, in spite of the absence of Miss Massie
and Ethel MacBonald, she had the courage to return to Agnes Scott. Her
ability to blend domestic with physical science has often been proved, to the
great delight of the class in Physics B. Her laces and embroideries have been
an effective means of securing the favor of the faculty and of spreading her
fame abroad.

Last but not least comes Lizzabel, of small stature but gigantic intellect.
~No one has ever stood the ghost of a chance for an honor if Lizzabel entered
the contest. On every commencement day she has borne the palm of victory.
But who could marvel, for she was never known to waste a minute!

Although the history of a class, like that of the world, is made up of
individual histories, this record is incomplete without some recognition of the
class as a whole. It bears the distinction of having first introduced the
custom of wearing the cap and gown at Agnes Scott and will be remembered
for that, among other things.

So. here"s to the class, the merry old class.

To its days both bright and blue;

Here's to our future, be what it may.

We've had our best davs in you.

iHargarpt fflaat? Armstrong

Senior iHaarnt

When Margaret laughs in her baby glee,
The world seems fairer and smiles on me
The sunlight is brighter, the world in tune.
No matter the weather, it all is June:
The cobwebs are banished as worthless chaff,
At the silvery peal of hei baby laugh.

The rustling of leaves and rippling rills.

The sound of the breeze o'er the summer, hills.

The ringing bells in a merry chime.

The singing of birds in the warm spring-time,

All that is joyous and fair and young

Seems mingled to flow from her baby tongue.

Through the years to come, when the days are long
When the world seems dull and has lost its song.
May her rippling laugh rouse the birds again,
And waken the brooklets like summer rain;
May the cup of life which each one quaffs
Seem sweeter and better when Margaret laughs.

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For civic improvements and all such things
Jeannette to the platform lier talent livings.

When hair is gray and youth forgot,

Chick will still learn C rman at Agnes Scott.

Who shall reign as Alabama's social queen
Through many years? Why, Katharine Dean.

The Ladies' Home Journal shall add one page more,
Which Lolah will fill with embroidery lore.

With hammer and box and microscope,
Geologist Wood shall scan each slope.

O Civitates! list while I tell
)f Latin, a Doctor, will be Lizzabel.

Our tall and virtuous Maude, so mild
Is caring for the orphan child.

As a trained nurse will Elva patch up people's ills
With plasters and bandages, powders and pills.

Away with society, books and all;

Lill will be a professional in basket-ball.

When Mary Mannering is no more known.
As an actress will Charlotte hold her own.

Humor (Elasa

Motto: Forsan et hcec olim rneminisse iuvabit Coloes: White and Gold
Flowee : Daisy

FIRST TEEM

ADELAIDE NELSON President

MEC MacINTYRE Vice-President

ADALENE DORTCH , Secretary

&IATTIE NEWTON . , Treasurer

SECOND TEEM

EDITH SLOAN President

LOUISE DAVIDSON Vice-President

MEC MacINTYRE Secretary

ADA l.ENE DORTCH , Treasurer

LOUISE DAVIDSON Poet

EUGENIA PULLER Historian

MEMBERS

LOUISE DAVIDSON RUTH MARION

ADALENE DORTCH MATTIE NEWTON

EUGENIA FULLER ADELAIDE NELSON

LUTIE HEAD IRENE NEWTON

VERA HOLLEY EDITH SLOAN

AGNES KIME ANNIE WADDELL

MEC MacINTYRE JENNIE ANDERSON

HONORARY MEMBERS
MISS McKINNEY MISS ALEXANDER

Jmttnr (Elaas Huston;

jITTLE excitement has crossed the path of the Juniors this
year. With the coining of the year '07-'08, and with dignity
daily piling on our shoulders, the pranks and stunts of
Sophomore days seemed a little incongruous. So we resolved
to put away such things but not to forget. Could any one
forget, while "Soph. '09" is constantly becoming plainer on
the tank ? Each time we see it we think with warm heart, yet with a pang, of
those dear, bygone days. But where is the time for such adventures, such
deeds of daring when lab. hours are ever with us, and when Mr. Emerton
clamors to be heard ?

So we were whirled in a round of strenuous study until Adelaide suddenly
thought that the old saying, ''All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy,"
might be aj>plied to us. With marvelous energy she worked up the Junior
Circus. Shades of Barnum and Bailey ! Was there ever quite such a circus !
Many an African exploring expedition would have been cut off in its prime
had that marvelous array of animals appeared before it. "Hard study
hasn't dulled their originality," and "From the beginning those Juniors were
wonders" was heard on all sides. "Yes," Dr. Arbuckle said, "theirs is the
best organized class in college." Thanks ! !

A few more weeks of work, and then the Freshman party. We could
but be pleased to notice the adaptability of the 1910 Class. For had they not
most valiently tried to follow the example of last year's Sophs when' they
stole away in the night with the ice cream ?

The Seniors have been so busy preparing surprises for the rest of the
world, that they have been content to leave the Juniors at the head of things, as
usual, to let the gold and white float from the mast, unchallenged, unfaded, and
in glory all undimmed.

DORTCH

FULLER

SLOAN
MAC INTYRE

NELSON
DAVIDSON

HEAD
ANDEBSOK

MARIcfo

WADDELL
KIME

Junior (Ulaaa Hiirm

As I stood and looked o'er the fields one day.
The faint sound of singing was whispered lo me:

It seemed to come from a time far away.
The time of the days of memory.

The voices grew closer. I could plainly hear
The songs that 1 loved in the days gone by;

1 am only dreaming those dear girls are near,
I said, as 1 turned away with a sigh.

Then something moved on the ground at my feel.

"We are the memory that cannot pass."
A soft voice said; and a pale face, sweet.

Of a daisy, looked into mine from Hie grass.

And now a score of daisies were there,
Singing the praise of the gold and white;

Junior days are gone, we are Seniors fair,
"Oh. yes," they sang, "we are daisies all right.'

ji>apljmtt0rr Qllaas

Motto : Esse qnam videri Colors : Lavender and White

Flowek : Lavender Sweet Pea

FIRST TERM

MATTIE HUNTER President

ANNIE SMITH Vice-President

GERALDINE HOOD Secretary

ELEANOE FRIERSON Treasurer

SECOND TERM

ELEANOR FRIERSON President

LILA WILLIAMS Vice-President

GLADYS F ARMOR Secretary

ANNIE SMITH Treasurer

FLORA CROWE Poet

GERALDINE H(K)D Historian

MEMBERS

ELEANOR FRIERSON GERALDINE HOOD
GLADYS FARRIOR ANNIE SMITH

MATTIE HUNTER LUCY REAGAN

FLORA CROWE CLYDE McDANIEL

LILA WILLIAMS

HONORARY MEMBERS

MISS YOUNG MISS SMITH

HOWARD BELL ARBUCKLE, Jr.

Extrart from tltc gwtrty ffiolunut nf tlir lympus Surtttmj Nrma

NE of the most thoroughly enjoyable social functions of the
season was the violet tea which Lady Minerva gave in her
charming suite of rooms yesterday afternoon. The drawing
rooms were decorated with quantities of ambrosian violets,
while the hostess herself was appropriately gowned in a soft
I'obe of royal purple.

Their Majesties, Jupiter and Juno, were present, and among the other
distinguished guests were her royal highness, the princess Venus, whose hair was
fetchingly adorned with a small golden apple ; Count Apollo, and his sister,
the countess Diana; Lord Bacchus; Sir Cupid, and General Mars.

The conversation turned upon the decline in college spirit which has
recently been so evident in educational institutions, especially those of America,
hut General Mars maintained that the Crew of a class in a certain Southern
college in America showed a spirit of enthusiasm equal to that of Achilles.

"Oh, yes," cried Lady Minerva, "you are speaking of the Sophomore
Class of Agues Scott! Truly a wonderful band. of mortals that!"

At that juncture the countess Diana remarked that she had been hunting
on another planet for the past season and was, therefore, unfamiliar with the
exploits of the class in question; whereupon, the other gods hastened to in-
form her that the present Sophomore Class had been organized at Agnes
Scott as the Freshman Class in 190fi, and had suffered various provoking
annoyances from the exceedingly imprudent class of 1909 during this first
period of its existence; but when September of this year came, the Sophomore
Class displayed itself in its true colors, a mighty band of mortal theme-writers
and Trig-grinders, strong in the power of youth and energy.

"The first occasion on which these youthful prodigies proved their great
sagacity," remarked the hostess, "was early in October. At 3 o'clock in the
morning, with one accord, they rose from their couches of slumber and very
deftly removed from the chambers of the Freshmen quantities of false hair
and every shoe the children possessed!"

"Thanks be to Jupiter, my father," Princess Venus murmured, "I was
nut a Freshman at Agnes Scott."

"Wise mortals, they," remarked King Jupiter, "to instruct the Freshmen
in the ways of discipline and energy."

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"But, oh," cried Ccmntess Diana, "that is nothing compared to what I
have seen them do. Why, on the night of the 31st of October, when I was
just beginning my nightly journey, I saw three Sophomores stealthily rolling
a large ice cream freezer before them across the campus, out past the
gymnasium to the large oak tree beside the power house. At the same time the
Freshmen, dreaming of no harm, were making merry with their guests, the
Juniors, in the Prop. hall. Swiftly I saw the dark forms of the wily Sopho-
mores, one by one, creeping to the trysting place, bringing the Seniors with
them. Ah, but those clever mortals made merry as they ate the ice cream
that night,"

"Ha, ha, ha !" laughed gay Lord Bacchus. "And the poor little Freshmen
danced in their helpless rage like chickens, whose corn had been taken away."

"Indeed," cried General Mars, "it seems to me that those events are
unimportant compared to the tremendous fighting power which those mortal
students showed when the presumptuoiis Juniors thought to black their faces
three nights later. Oh, it was rare, the vision of the blackened Juniors after
the fight! Ha, ha, ha! They reminded me of the Trojans ready to set sail
from Troy!"

And the gods all joined in a hearty laugh over the appearance of the
discomfited Juniors and the trembling Freshmen.

"Yes," remarked the hostess in conclusion, "they always excel as indi-
viduals or in a body. When several of their officers were compelled to resign,
they elected a new president and secretary with undaunted spirit, and soon
they had gained three new members from the class above and were known
as the best students in the college. I think it is safe to predict that in after
years their Alma Mater will rejoice in the memory of their deeds."

At this point King Jupiter rose and took his leave after expressing his
pride in the achievements of his favorite class, and as they departed the various
guests were each expressing their pleasure in the knowledge that there were
such mortals as the Sophomores of Agnes Scott.

^nylinmnrr (Class Porm

S is for Sophs and something tine.

0"s for otliers just one year behind;

P is for Preps or Academies until May,

How they will make it then I can not yet say.

Otliers we leave scattered all along.

Make music or mirth, poetry and song.

Of all these classes no one can hut say.

Right at the top are the Sophomores to-day.

Ever ready for hard work, mischief and play.

1 degree will be given to
9 girls then.
In pomp and splendor,
Our class of 1010.

Flora Crowe, '10.

dto&hmmt Gllass

Motto : Famam extendere factis Colors :

Flowee: Jacqueminot Rose

Vi;i,i. : Hoop-la rah! Hoop-la ree !

Walk up, chalk up, up te dee!
Razzle, dazzle, sis, boom, bah !
Freshman ! Freshman !
Rah, Rah, Eah !

Garnet and Gold

FIRST TERM

MATTIE RYLANDER President

MARIE MacINTYRE Vice-President

KATHERINE BUNN Secretary

GLADYS LEE Treasurer

SECOND TERM

MATTIE RYLANDER President

THEODOSIA WILLINGHAM Vice-President

ELEANOR COLEMAN Secretary

GLADYS LEE .' Treasurer

MARY W. KIRK Poet

KATHERINE BUNN Historian

MEMBERS

KATHERINE BUNN
LOUISE WELLS
WINIFRED HUSON
GLADYS LEE

THEODOSIA WILLINGHAM
MARIE MacINTYRE
ELEANOR COLEMAN
EUGENIA DEAR1NG
NELLIE FARGASON
NINA ANDERSON
MARY L. RADFORD

NEALIE BELK

FANNIE ANDERSON
ERMA MONTGOMERY
JULIA THOMPSON
MARY LEECH
HELEN HILLIKER
CLYDE CRANFORD
EDITH WADDILL
JULIA DU PREE
ANNIE CAMPBELL
MARY BROWN
RUTH REILLY

ifesltmau Gllasa litBtflrg

Lor', honey, don't come axin' me 'bout which is de
lies' class whut has eber Inn here at Agnis Scott.
1 >ai Fn simian Class nv '08 jes' clean lakes de shine
off uv ennv udder class whut has eber bin here at dis
place, en Mary Cox oughter know, caze she's bin here
since dis here school wnz fust started. Jes' leninie
set dis her-_baskit uv does often mer haid, en I'll
tell yer all erbout hit.

Wal, honey, dis is how hit wuz. One uite twoards
de fust uv de year, dem Sophomoes went 'round 'bout
twelve erclock, fer ter steal dem Fn simians' shoes.
But lor', chile, yer might jes' ez wal try ter ketch
greezed lightnin' ez ter try ter ketch dem scrurn-
bunctious Freshmans nappin'. Caze, honey, dey riz
up en fought dem Sophmoes, en heat em too. Den
dey 'companied dem hack to dey rooms en look ev'ry
blessing thing A(.'\ had, skuts, shirtwaists, en jes' ev'rything. Den. when
dem Sophmoes freten' lak dey done learned dey lesson, de Freshmans acted
maghigocious en gib 'em dey tings back.

But, chile, dem Sophmoes wuz jes' natteral bawn hippercrits, dey wnz,
caze de nite whin de Freshmans wuz er tixin' fer ter entertain de Juniors,
why dem Sophmoes, jes' lak low down, sneakin' folks, wint down tor de Ser-
vants' Hall, t'U stole de whole freezer nv cream wlmt de Freshman had.
Now dem Freshmans coulder gone down dere en tooken dat cream back by
foce, but dey say dey wuzn't gwiner let no little thing lak dem Sophmoes
spile dey party, so dey jes' wint on en had er good time wid de chicken
salid en Punch en Judy, en udder good tings wlmt dey had, en bided dey time.

'Bout er week after dat, one nite I hweerd er terrible rackit up at Rebekker
Scott's Hall. I grabbed mer shawl en run up dere, caze I felt en mer bones
dat hit wnz de Freshmans er gittin' dey revenge. Fn, chile, wlmt do yer tink
1 saw whin I got up dere? Wal, honey, hit wnz dem pesky little Sophomoes
runin' roun' wid dey faces done shoe-polished, honey, en dey sbo' wuz er heap
sight blacker den me. i jes' mos' split mer sides er laughin' at 'em.

But der nex' mornin' at breakfus' 1 jes' mos' killed merself er laughin'
at em. Dey come inter de dinin' room wid i]cy faces lookin' jes' lak peeled
unions. Dey had scrubbed so hard ter git de polish off, dat dey had
mos' take n de skin too. Dey wnz skeered ter laugh, fer fear uv crackin' dey
skiny faces.

lint gwan' 'way frum lure, chile, en lemme lake dese hero cloes eround.
When I aits ter talkin' 'bout de Freshman Class uv '08, T jes' (dean furgits
wlmt I'm doin'. Historian.

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iFrpsljntatt (Elaaa JJopm

Ah! how well Jo I remember, it was in the bright September,
We, a crowd of homesiek "Freshies," came in search of college lore;

Sophomores never caught us napping, rather we did the entrapping,
And we had the "Procts" all rapping, rapping on our chamber door.

We were naughty, I confess it, but forgive us, I implore,
We are Freshmen nothing more.

Through nine long months we have grown stronger "Fresh ies"make mistakes no longer.

And of various kinds of knowledge we have laid up quite a store.
In writing themes we're so proficient, that of English we've sufficient

To last us through our college year, not to speak of others here.
Such as "Math" and French and Latin over which we nightly pore,

For we are Freshmen nothing more.

Deep into the future peering, long I stand here, wondering, fearing,

At the many paths of learning which we must yet explore;
But I see from out this future come a class as full of virtue,

As ever left the college halls in any days of yore.
So, there is this high ambition, we must work and reach fruition.

And so be Freshmen never more.

Site (jtomt'a (Eloak

)2\CE, long ago, when magic was not despised and folk still
believed in the power of the fairies, a little maid sat in a
cottage door spinning, while around her the birds sang and
the pink petals of the apple blossoms lay scattered on the
grass, for it was Ma) 7 and everything in x\ature was filled
with the joyousness of spring. And happiest of all was the
little maid, for though the cottage was an humble one, and the yarn she spun
but the coarse, gray wool of the country peasants, yet was she at heart a princess,
and all the world is bright when one is only twelve.

Presently, as she spun, down the path by the brook came an old woman,
bent with age, and travel-worn, as if she had journeyed far. Bending over her
stick, she approached the house and asked for a cup of water.

"Indeed, you shall have it, grandame," the child was quick to say, with
her loving sympathy. "Rest here a little, while I bring thee a fresh drink from
the spring."

She pushed forward her own stool for the old woman and entered the
cottage, returning soon with a cup of sparkling water, which her visitor
drank as though she had not tasted such water for many a day, as indeed
she had not, for the Spring at the Great Oak was famed far over the country.

"Thank thee, my child," she said as she drained the last drop, "may
blessings come upon thee for a loving smile and a kind heart. But how is it
thou art not playing in the meadows this May weather ? Dost love thy
spinning more than play ?"

"Xay," replied the little maid, "but I must earn money for my father and
myself, for he is blind and cannot work. It is not the spinning that I mind
so much, but I grow tried of the coarse, gray yarn. Oh, if I could but spin
bright-colored silks, I would weave I would weave a cloak that any prince
might wish to wear. I would weave it like the sunset, red and gold, or like
the blue sky with fleecy clouds, or, perhaps, like yon apple tree, all pink and
green."

"And if thou hadst the silk," asked the old woman, smiling at her
eagerness, "wouldst thou spin faithfully, or wouldst thou stop to chat with
every passer-by ?"

"Oh, indeed," the little maid replied, "I would work at it whenever I
might. As soon as I had finished the gray I would spin the other and not
cease till 'twas too dark to see the shuttle. And who knows but what a prince
might wear it ?"

"Thou art a good child,'' said the old dame, laying her hand on the
golden curls as she rose to continue her way, "and worthy, indeed, to weave a
cloak for a prince/''

Then from under her mantle she drew a piece of dirty, gray floss and
handed it to the girl.

"Take this," she said, "and spin the thread for thy rainbow cloak. Spin
faithfully and well, and it will be truly a prince's cloak. But, remember, as
thou livest so will thy thread be."

Then slowly she walked down the path to the willows by the brook and
seemed to melt into their soft green shade while the maiden stood for a time
with the bit of floss in her hand and a look of disappointment on her face.
What cloak could be woven from such material % Ah, well, doubtless the
old woman was in her dotage, perhaps there was enough silk to make a doll's
cap for the miller's little daughter. So with a sigh for her broken hopes
she took up her work again and endeavored to think no more of gay-colored
silks.

When the evening was come and the sun was sinking behind the distant
hills, she laid aside the gray yarn and put ou the distaff the bit of floss. But,
to her surprise, the thread that she spun was not of dull brown, but of a
beautiful rainbow hue that gleamed and sparkled in the sunset light, the
thread of her childish dreams. JSTor did the floss grow less, but remained
always the same, no matter how much she spun. And thus she began her
magic cloak.

The years passed, but she spun on, true to her promise, while the golden
years slipped by. Often her companions urged her to join them in their
sports, but she remembered the old woman's words and smilingly shook her
head. The thread was not always rainbow in hue; sometimes it grew a dull
gray when she was discouraged or discontented with her humble life, but these
dark places grew fewer and fewer as she grew older and learned to hope in
the future, and to see through all her trials the guidance of a far wiser Hand
than hers. Then, too, there Avere other colors in the magic thread, the soft
yellow of her girlish friendships, the pure white of her confirmation vows,
and the true blue of loyalty to her aged father. As the seasons passed there
were bits of delicate pink, her first thoughts of love and of lovers.

Then, one eventful day, a royal hunting party paused at the cottage door,
and the prince of the realm drank the sparkling water of the famous spring
from the eup that the maiden filled for him. Oh, how she wished the cloak
were finished that she might offer it to him and receive a smile of gratitude
from his lips! And when the royal party passed on she felt as if somehow
the day was darker and the birds sang less sweetly.

But the prince, having once found his way to the humble cottage, came
again to taste the waters of the spring and to gaze upon the fair young maid
who tilled his cup. Soon he came to see the maid alone, and the delicate
pink of the thread she spun deepened to rose color. At last one day he asked
her hand in marriage, and the pink of her maiden affections changed, like her
heart, to the deep red of a woman's love.

On the eve of her marriage, as she sat spinning the crimson thread, the
old woman again appeared before her. She was older and more bent than
before, but her face was so lighted with a radiant smile that she was almost
beautiful.

'Thou hast spun well," she said, as she laid her band on the wheel,
"and nobly hast thou lived thy maidenhood. Now thou art no longer a maid
but a woman, and 'tis time to cease thy spinning. Thou hast enough for the
warp of a royal cloak."

As she spoke, she touched the distaff, and lo! the floss was finished. The
maiden looked up at her with rather startled eyes, for the thread had indeed
grown ti.i be her very life, and she wondered what would happen now. But
ihe old woman saw the look and smiled more gently than before.

"Xay," she said, "thou hast not yet finished thy work. The thread is
spun, now thou must weave the cloak."

She drew from under her mantle, not a handful of floss, but a bit of
common thread.

"When thou art queen, have built in some secluded part of the castle a
golden loom, and when thou hast leisure take this thread, and through the
warp of thy maidenhood weave the woof of thy true womanhood. So shalt
ibou in time weave such a cloak that there shall not be in the whole world its
equal in beauty of color or fineness of texture. Thou wilt have many in-
terruptions and many things to call- thee away, for a queen's life is not an idle
one. But forget not the cloak, nor the old woman who gave it to thee." She
laid the bit of thread on the ledge of the spinning wheel and then vanished,
Hi- si. it seemed, into the gray shadows of the gathering dusk.

When she was gone the maiden took up the bit of thread. But this time
she did not doubt. Tenderly she laid it away among the leaves of her Prayer
Book, and when the brilliant wedding was over, when the court had again
settled down to its usual life, and the golden loom had been built in a tiny
room of a tower overlooking the river and the mountains, she stole away
from her maidens and began to weave.

Yeai's came anil went, but still the queen wove on at the golden loom,
mingling the rainbow tints of her maidenhood with .the deeper^ richer hues
of her true woman's life. And the cloak grew apace, for the thread, like the
floss, remained ever the same no matter how much she wove, but the colors

varied as her life. There was the deep red of her perfect love, tender yellow
the love of a little child, and the royal purple of her queenly rule. There
was, too, the long thread of black when the king was brought home dead from
ihe wars and she sought comfort iu her widowhood in the silence of her lonely
chamber. And the comfort came in the end, for the black was mingled with
silver as she watched her stalwart sons grow to manhood about her and saw
how her daughters blossomed into womanly beauty. Often when the young
folks were filling the palace with their merry din sbe would watch them
smilingly for a while, and then would steal away to weave some new tint into
the magic cloak. She loved the quiet room with its view of the river and the
distant mountains; and as she gazed out over the sunlit peaks she thought of
those other days when she had come over them for the first time as a simple
village maiden, and the thread in her hands w T as the tender gray of memory.

Then as the gray came into her hair and her hands grew soft and wrinkled
with the coming years, there shone through the thread a tiny gleam of gold,
the bope of another life that comes when this grows old, a gleam thai
deepened as it grew till it overshadowed all the gray, and it seemed as if the
thread she wove were pure gold. She was old, now, and as she sat by the
window one evening, with the sunlight falling softly on the golden threads,
she sighed as she thought how near the cloak was to completion, her life's
work, and yet she smiled, too, as she thought of what it would be when
at last the thread should cease and her life, like the cloak, shoidd be finished.

She wondered if the old woman had forgotten her, or if she would come
again as she had come before, only this time there would be no need of another
gift. And as sbe thought she glanced up, and there in the slanting sunlight
stood the old woman, or was it an angel ? For her face was filled with a
light as if from Heaven, and her voice when she spoke had a more than earthly
sweetness. Softly sbe laid her hand on the bowed bead.

"It is finished," she said, and, stooping, cut the golden thread. "Well
bast thou woven, as thou hast spun well, and precious shall be thy reward.
See," she held up the cloak, and its rainbow colors seemed to live in the soft
light, "it is indeed fit for a prince to wear, fit for the Prince of Peace."

Ilie queen's face seemed to catch some hint of bidden light and to grow
like the face of the angel. "1 am glad," she said simply.

When the sunlight had gone and when the darkness had settled down,
they found her sitting by the loom, tin still hands yet clasping the folds of
the' cloak.

"She has died as she lived," they said. "Ah. what a happy death it must
have been!"

Then tenderly they carried her away, but the cloak was left lying still
on the edge of the loom. A little page, lingering after the others, picked it
up and threw it around his shoulders.

"How beautiful it is," he said. And then he thought of the beautiful
queen who had made it, and how she had been as good as she was beautiful, and
of all the uoble deeds that she had done. She had ruled her people so wisely
and so well, he was sure that in all the world there was none like her, and
deep in his heart he resolved, as he touched the soft folds, that he,' to,,,
would grow wise and good, and would try to help others to be as pure and
as noble as his queen had been. It was a true resolve and years after people
listened to the great preacher who taught them so tenderly, 'and who lived so
well the truths he taught.

But the little page was called to his duties and left the cloak lying in the
moonlight, till the new king found it, and as he carried it away he praved that
he might rule his people as well as had his mother.

When the queen was buried some said that the cloak should he buried
with her. but the king shook his head. "I am sure she would not wish it," he
said, so it was hung on the wall of the great anteroom, where every subject
prince or beggar, might look upon it. And it seemed as if the good queen's
influence still lived in it, for it was like some holy picture, that whosoever
might look upon it should be cheered. The widow, bowed with her recent
grief, saw the band of black and was comforted as she thought how the
queen, too, had suffered, for it seemed as if she would sorrow with her- the
little child, fevered and fretful, forgot his pain and smiled at the bright
colors ; and the old man, despondent over the lost hopes of bis vouth awoke
to see the golden threads in his own gray cloak of life. Thousands passed
through the old hall as the years went by, and few there were whose lives
were not changed in some degree by that sight of the "Magic Cloak" for so
they called it though the king knew, and the great teacher, that its onlv
magic was that of a life well lived and a task ungrudgingly performed ind
to this day they tell, in that land, of the peasant maid who became a queen and
of the beautiful cloak she wove, whose warp was her pure maidenhood, and
whose woof was her womanhood without a stain, the "cloak of a blameless life."

Jeawnette Beowx.

Agnrs Btatt Arafcrmg

Mis.s Ella Young, Principal

FOURTH YEAR CLASS ORGANIZATION

C'oloks : Red and Gold

KATHERINE MERRILL President

ALLIE CAXDLER Vice-President

SARAH SKINNER Secretary and Treasurer

FOURTH YEAR BASKET BALL TEAM

GEORGIA CRANE, Captain

LINE UP

EDDIE HUNTER forwards SARAH SKINNER

KATHERINE MERRILL centers VALENTINE RAEEERTY

GEORGIA CRANE guards LILIAN STEWART

4G

Ludlow found Guilty
Great Excitement in Court

Verdict Rendered After Jury Had
Been Out Only Three

Minutes '

PRISONER HYSTERICAL

The crowded court room of Agnes Scott
Commonwealth suddenly became silent, as the
sheriff pounded on the floor, and then entered,
crying loudly, "Oh, yes ; oh, yes ! Court is
now open ! Court is now open !"

Following the sheriff came the clerk of the
court, and then the two lawyers, all with
stern countenances, and with their black robes
producing an effect of extreme solemnity. The
clerk took his seat at his desk, piled high
with the codes, legal documents, etc. ; the
lawyers had their places on opposite sides of
the judge's bench. As the sheriff reentered,
escorting Judge J. D. M. Armistead, the at-
torneys and clerk rose, standing until he
reached his bench, when he announced, "Court
Is convened," and all were seated.

On the order of the JudgeP the sheriff "now
brought in the prisoner, handcuffed, and
fastened her securely in the box.

The docket was read by the clerk, "The
case of- Agnes Scott Commonwealth versus
Ludlow."

The two lawyers announced "Ready," and
with great unction the clerk read the charge,
"The Commonwealth of Agnes Scott does here-
by charge one Louise Hunt Ludlow, spinster,
of said Commonwealth, with having fraudu-
lently, maliciously, and with intent to deceive,
attempted to impose upon the good citizens
of the Commonwealth, by assuming the
dignity and perquisites of a college student."

"Prisoner at the bar. stand," said the Judge.
"You have heard the charge as read. Do you
plead guilty or not guilty?"

"Not guilty, your Honor."

"Prisoner at the bar, be seated. The clerk
will now read the panel of the jury."

After reading the entire panel, the clerk
called forward the first person. She came,
and. after answering questions of the Judge,
the oath was administered to her by the clerk.
"Hold up your right hand," said the clerk.
"Do you solemnly and In the presence of this
ho'norable company swear that you will give
a true verdict according to the testimony of
the witnesses?"

I do," answered the juror, and was shown
to her seat in the jury-box.

Questioned by the Judge, the occupations of
the jurors varied from that of a washerwoman
and seller of false puffs, up to a reader of
Dickens and Thackeray.

When one E. Fuller was brought forward,
and the Judge asked if the attorneys had any
objections to. her as a juror, the attorney for
the Commonwealth answered, "None, your
Honor;" but the counsel for the defendant,
"I have, your Honor."

"State your objections."

"The. prisoner once laughed in this juror's
ear. thereby causing deafness. She is preju-
diced."

"Is this true?" the Judge said to the juror.

"It is. your Honor."

"Stand aside."

Another juror, M. Hill, came to be sworn
in, but the counsel for the defendant again
objected, "Your Honor, she is too tall."

"Stand aside," said the Judge.

When the twelve jurors had taken the oath,
the Commonwealth's attorney stated that he
would prove the prisoner guilty of the crime
alleged, and in doing so called forward, as
first witness, Dr. H. B. Arbuckle, chairmau
of the college classification committee. After
answering questions as to his occupation, and
knowledge of the prisoner, he was administered
the oath by the clerk. "Do you solemnly
swear, in giving evidence for or against this
prisoner, to tell the truth, the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth?"

"I dfo." He then took his seat on the
witness stand.

Leading questions asked by the Common-
wealth's attorney revealed the facts that the
prisoner had applied ^for college entrance,
offering Greek, Latin, English and Trigonom-
etry, but was unconditionally refused because
of lack of preparation.

On cross-examination, the counsel for the
defense asked, "You are sure you have not
forgotten this matter?" The witness was cer-
tain.

"Did you not forget to come to your Geology
class on the fifteenth of November?"

"I can never remember dates."

Other witnesses were called, telling of deeds
that showed the prisoner's attempt to usurp
dignity, and of her general bad character.
One revealed that she had had a "crush," a
thing of too high a character for academy
girls to know of.

"I would like to ask a question." said the
Judge. "For the enlightenment of myself and
the jury, I will ask the witness to define
'crush !' " '

"Certainly, your Honor. In my readings
of Dickens and Thackeray, I have deduced
this definition : 'A "crush" is at first a psycho-
logical insight into the character of a new-
found individual, an insight gained by means
of a philosophical research, published forth to
the world by scientific methods and indications,
and proved to be everlasting by intuition and
the help of a subconscious current of dreams
and intellectual probing of grey matter.' "

"Yes, yes ! I am sure we all understand
perfectly. Proceed."

The counsel for the defense rose and stated
that she was going to prove that the prisoner
was not guilty of the crime alleged. In doing
this, she first called forward the principal of
the academy, whose testimony revealed that
the prisoner had never studied the subject
named by Dr. Arbuckle. Upon cross-examina-
tion, she could not state that the prisoner

had nt attempted their study, outside of the
academy. The attorney then called others to
prove the prisoner's upright character, and
lack of attempting any assumption of college
dignity.

When the last witness had been called for
the defense, the prosecuting attorn
to make her speech. After addressing herself
to the Judge and the jury, she attempted to
show the superiority of her witnesses, because
of their more advanced and honorable posi-
tions. She then summed up her testimony,
ending thus : "I think I have proved conclu-
sively that this prisoner is guilty of the crime
alleged. What. now. will be done? If she is
allowed to go unpunished, others, hearing of
her success will attempt the same deed.
Gentlemen of the jury, you now have it in
your power to uphold or trample under foot
the dignity of this college. Which will you
do? It must be upheld, and I am sure that
each of you, being of such high character
and intellectual ability, realize the fact, and
so I have no fear in committing the case to
you."

The counsel for the defense now rose and
addressed the Judge and the gentlemen of
the jury. She then proceeded, one by one, to
show the incapacity of the witnesses of the
Commonwealth to give testimony, and the
superiority of those for the defense. After
summing up her testimony, she made an im-
passioned appeal to the jury : "Just look, O
jurors, at our prisoner ; you can see the very
innocence written upon her countenance.
How can you, men of feeling, look into her
innocent face, and then pronounce her guilty?
Think of Her after life if she should be called
guilty of such a base and infamous crime '
Think of her parents at home, on hearing of
such an outrage ! Have you not sympathy
and compassion for her and her family? And
how can you with your full understanding
and appreciation of the whole affair punish
this innocent victim of the fair land of Agnes
Scott?"

Judge Armistead then made his charge to
the jury. He admonished them to consider
well the evidence given, and to give a true.
verdict as to the culpability of the prisoner,
according to the testimony of highest char-
acter.

The sheriff conducted the jury to the jury-
room and court was adjourned for three
minutes. At the end of that time' they re-
turned, and the foreman gave in a verdict of
"guilty." The prisoner began to weep.

"Prisoner at the bar, stand up," said the
Judge.

She rose, her sobs still violent.

"Y'ou have heard the verdict. I now order
that the sheriff take up to your celh where
you shall remain for two days, living only
on bread and water." The sobs were now so
loud that the counsel for the defendant had
to speak to her before she was quiet enough
for Judge Armistead to proceed. He then
continued : "After this you are to report to
Miss Y'oung. the principal of/the academy, and
for four months shall work hard on such
tasks as she sets. During this time, you shall
wear your hair in two plaits, commonly called
pigtails, as a sign that you have become a
humble academy student, with no designs to
enter the college."

The sheriff led the prisoner out still sob-
bing wildly, and the Judge and lawyers re-
tired amidst a babel of voices.

DR. MARTIN

The chronicles of Agnes Scott for 1908 would be perhaps incomplete with-
out some allusion to what has been one of the best things of the year, Dr. Mary
T. Martin's presence among us as resident physician. Those of us who never
knew before that doctors are good for some other things besides pills and
plasters, realize that fact now, for though one of Dr. Martin's long suits is
pills, she is the jolliest of chape rones and the most sympathetic of advisers.
With the disposition to smile, and incidentally make the rest of us smile
"when everything goes dead wrong," naturally her influence has been felt for
happiness and sunshine everywhere. There are few students whom she has
not known and fewer still whom she has not benefited; among other excellent
amendments to A. S. C.'s constitution, the five-hour exercise law and the wet
weather regulations are things for which our mothers may thank her. With
a splendid mind and a big heart, Dr. Martin has done for us, as was said of
another woman, "what she could," and it only remains to be said that there
are few things she could not do. Winning the admiration of Agnes Scott at
her entrance, Dr. Martin leaves with the love of many and the friendship of
all. May she be to others what she has been to us, and may her lines be cast
in pleasant places.

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.MARY DILLAP.D. M. L. S.j Editor-in-Chief

ASSOCIATE EDITORS

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MARGUERITE FITCH, M. L. S. ANNIE WADDELL, P. I.. S.

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]!i nn, Katharine
]'.i ui oKD. Dorothy
Candler, Eliza
Caldwell, Caroline
Campbell, Annie
Con n i ngham , Adelaide
Coleman, Eleanor
L'ranford, Clyde
(kowe. Flora
Curry, Marion
Davis, Irene
Dean, Katharine
Dearing, Eugenia
Dillard, Mary
])i:ake. Elva
Eldridge,Em
Fargason. Nellie
Ferguson, Susie
Felker. Allie
Farrior, Gladys
Fitch, Marguerite
Fbierson, Eleanor
Fuller, Eugenia
Gann, Moselle
I Iead. Lutie
Hill, Maude
Hooper, Mary
Hison, Winifred
Jones, Inez
Kime. Agnes
Kirk. Mary Wallace
Lee, Gladys
Leech. Mary

Lott, Edith
Ludlow,, Marguerite
Ludlow, Louise
Mather. Lillian
McIntyiie, Mec
McIntyre, Marie
McGaisity. Etiileen
McDonald, Annette
Makinson, Mary Louise
McCrory, Frankie
Nelson. Adelaide
Norwood. Evelyn
Norwood, Mary
Nunnally, Isabel
O'Neil. Gussie
Powell, Bessie
Pariiam. Lola
Persons, Willie
Pharr, Mary
Phillips, Lill
Pund, Rhetta
Radford. Mary Lizzie
Rankin, Mary
Reagan, Lucy
Reilley, Ri hi
Reynolds, Charlotte
Ram speck. Charlotte
Robinson, Mary
Rylander, Mattte
Smith. Annie
Smith, Li la
SturDivant, Katie
Sturdivant, Lillian
Towers, Eva
Thomas. Ruth
Thompson, Julia
Thomson, Mildred
Warren, Julia
Wells. Louise
Wheatley. Kate
Wilkinson. Inez
Williams. Lila

WlLI.lNGIIAM, THEODOSIA

White. Sin a
Wise, Louise
Woods. Margabet

Prnpglran Utearg &atwty

Ayres, Ellie
Brand. Hazel
Brown, Mary
Brown, Edith
Brown. Katharine
Clemens, Willie
Collins, Blanche
Darby, Susie
Davidson, Louise
Dixon. Gamaliel
Donnelly. Mary
Dortcii. Adalene
DuPre, Julia
Field, Cornelia
Fields. Annie
Gober, Sadie .
Hilliker, Helen-
Hood. Geraldine
Holley, Vera
Hunter, Mattie
Jervis, Bonnie
Johns. Willie Lee
King, Ida

Lamar, Rena
McC'all. Porter
McCallie. Margaret

McC'ORMICK. MOLI.IE

McDougald, Kate
McKowen. Sarah
Marion, Ruth
Moore, Irene
.Uabbitt. Mamie
Xewton, Irene
Newton, Mattie
Payne, Louise
Powell, Lutie
Saxon, Lizzabel
Standifer. Reba
Stringfellow. Marguerite
Tenney, Mary
Thomas, Marguerite
Thornton. Hattie May
Verreen, Pearl
Waddell, Annie
Weathers, Alice
White, Keturaii

Young, Kate

A Stair of itftrtrtf

( !AST OF ( Il-IAEACTEES.

May axd Laura roommates.
Ruth school friend.
Madge new girl.

Mss Stewart young teacher. Neit; to the place and unversed In the
ways of school.

Time First week of term. At night, ten-thirty o'cl.ocl'.

Scene Girls' bedroom. Lights out. Two candles burning. Loir table
in center back. Laura sitting on floor. May stirring contents of chafing dish.
Door at rigid. Window at left. Screen on front side of window.

ACT I.

May Sh! Laura, do be quiet ! Why won't this old stuff boil !

Laura Because you stir it so much; no place can get hot enough. Hush!
What's that '.

I A. step is heard outside. Both girts rush behind screen. Enter Ruth.)

Ruth Gee! I thought I smelt it! May!

(Mug and Laura come out.)

Laura Great grief, limbic, why can't you give us some warning? I
I bought

May We surely thought we were gone!

Ruth If that new teacher could smell, yon would be. Happy, she's got
r cold. This stuff smells "like a bouse afire." Glad I found it though.
Say'd you hear aboul that new girl? Awful skee!

Laura When'd she come?

Ruth Yesterday, and a most curious creature! Goes rushing round
by her lonesome; independent as you please.

May Xewies are the limit.

Laura I loathe 'em. Wish everybody was just made here.

Ruth (sweetly) You weren't yourself, you know. dear. Hi, there!
What's the matter with that stuff '.

May Oh, dear! It won't boil!

Laura Come on. This is tame. Let's slip up and" call- on newie. That
old candy won't burn.

Ruth Turn the name down. Laura, take off those French heels. Stew's
.sm< 11-less, but she hears like a cat.

(Exeunt, door at rigid. Eider Madge, at window.)

Madge Mercy, that fire escape's a dandy. I wish Tom were here.
That slip walk was lonely but (horrified) Moses! I'm in the wrong room!
(Sniffing.) What a funny smell ! Fudge! Grand! (does to table and peers
into chafing dish.) Must be a teacher rooming here. That list of rules on
niy door says, "No cooking allowed"; and candles! Woman, you'd better
make yourself scarce! Surely does smell good, but nut invited. I suppose I
can't stay to the finish.

{Starts toward window. Enter Miss Stewart at door.)
Stewart Girls, what does this mean '. Cooking! And candles burn-
ing, too ! Give me your names !

Madge I haven't but one, ma'am. (Aside) Gee! what a rumpus. I'll
have to play innocent.

Steu-arf Biit why are you cooking at this time ( It is forbidden em-
phatically.

Madge Why, I'm not cooking, I'm

Stewart Do not try to deceive me. Can I not see that flame?

Madge Yes, but

Stewart Give me your name.

Madge Madge Rodney, but I don't room here. The hostess seems to
be out.

Steu-art But what are you doing here \

Madge Well, Gee! how that fudge is boiling! Wait I must stir it
down.

Stewart (impatiently") Go on!

Madge (aside) May the fib be forgiven! (Stirring and dropping fudge
from spoon.) Well, I smelt something burning, and came in to put out the
fire. That teacher surely was reckless to have it, boiling here this way.

Stewart (startled) Te>acher ! Is this not a girl's room? (Aside) Oh,
yes! I see it now. (To Madge) Of course. I'm a new teacher and don't
know about people here. This is where Aiiss Dcnham rooms, I suppose. She
asked me to come in to-night for refreshments, but I bad to decline. I'm
afraid

Madge (hastily) Yes'm, but don't say it until T can pour this up. It's
such lovely fudge to let burn! Doesn't it smell good''.

Stewart (interestedly) It certainly does. I wonder where Miss Den-
ham is? T think we'd better go.

Madge (wistfully) Yes'm, but

Stewart (laughing) But you want some candy? Yes, and I do too. I
believe I'll accept Miss Denham's invitation.
(Both sit down, enjoying the fudge.)
(Enter May. Laura and Ruth hastily.)
Laura Gee! I hope that candy's done.
All Oh! (Fall hack.)

Stewart Why, girls, did Miss Denham invite you?
May Miss Denham? Why, this is our own

Madge Holy smoke! (Aside) If T haven't stepped in a rat hole! (To
May) Do you room here?

Stewart You, and not Miss Denham ?

Laura Yes'm; but sit down. Miss Stewart. (Aside) Ye gods! what
does it mean?

Stewart But girls

Madge (hastily) Miss Stewart, this is all my muddle. Don't you see,
I'm new here, too ?

Stewart Yes, but

Laura Well, anyway we're glad to have you. Have some fudge!

May (beseechingly) The new feeling is so exciting, and school hasn't
begun good yet,

Laura And I know you won't report us
Madge (slyly) For you were in it, too.

Stewart Well, I suppose it is funny. T feel helpless, here, myself. But
girls, do try to be quiet. That fudge was fine. Cod-night. (Exit right. )

Tableau

May and Laura hugging. Ruth shahing Madge's hand.

Curtain-.

Dk

Sept. 19 Rachel becomes "Miss Young."

20 Dr. Martin begins her career. "

Oct. 1 Mr. Dieekmann purchases "The Red Devil."
12 Miss Cook returns from Europe.
15 Miss Colton waxes sarcastic.
IS Sophomore and Seniors enjoy the Freshman-
Junior cream.
30 The don- comes to prayer meeting.

\/jf Nov. i. Office closed. Mr. Bachmann gone to Sparta.

// 10 Mr. Dieekmann and Miss Watkins emerge from

' * * the organ.

15 The Sophomore officers find out what they are

not.
19 Miss Cady serves tea.

21 Louise Davidson bathes her hair in concen-
trated H,S0 4 .
1 Mr. Armstrong fails to note something
'curious."
f I I y^~**\ 10 Dr. Gaines and Miss Hopkins smile

m J\ * XTi eh a pel.

I V 5t JH I'' Bxereise- deficient young ladies

I ^^ restricted.

^M^^r lfi A general 'going to walk."

JS/Jr \ .Tax. 1 "Spike" eliminated from the menu,

yr y 1 15 Dr. Martin interviews "Mr." Gaines.

r J J 18 Toothache gags Jeannette Bro-wn for

one day.
31 Miss Hopkins makes announcement
for AI i>s Darrow.

Feb. 4 Drs. Arbuckle and Armistead dispute loudly in the hall.
15 Miss Bucher locks up Hardy's novels.
19 Midnight serenade from Dorothea Snodgrass.

Maech 5 The Seniors appear in raps and gomns.

IS The "Complicators" extract K. A. banner from a male visitor.

Aimiii, 1 -Mr. Bachmann goes to Sparta.

10 Charlotte Ramspeck agrees with Mr. Armstrong.
17 Eleanor Coleman rises to -it on the "Hill."
2-1 -Miss Euphemia smiles.
May :i Adalene Dortch studies "Psych." for half an hour.
26 Seniors decide to reform and pu1 out lights on time.

27 Wild rush for home.

02

Y.W.CA

MAUDE B. HILL President

L1ZZABEL SAXON Vice-President

KATHARINE DEAN Secretary

ELVA DRAKE Treasurer

CABINET

LOUISE DAVIDSON
MARY DILLARD
ANNETTE McDONALD

MARGARET McCALLIE
IRENE NEWTON
EUPHEMIA YOUNG

iL-jnas

RB Locja\j

Colors: Crimson and Gold

Kennel: E. S. H. 23

Bark : Bull dogs delight to bark and bite
For 'tis their nature to.

LUTIE HEAD

MEMBERS

Class of 1908

L1LL PHILLIPS

Class of 1909
EUGENIA PULLER

MEG MacINTYRE

Class of 1911

MOSELLE GANN
SYDNEY GABBETT
THEODOS1A W1LLINGHAM

MATTIE RVLANDER
REBEKAH CANDLER
MARIE MacINTYRE

K. WHEATLEY

2- (LTOSL A ttar^&L

I. NUNNALLY

r. ELDRIDGE

C. REYNOLDS

I. WILKINSON

C. CR AN FORI)

lj? (SntmpB

Flower: Heart's-ease

Heart's Desire : Manv hearts

The helping Heart Allie Felker.
The obeying Heart Charlotte Reynolds.
The spinster Heart Isabel Nunnaixy.
The youthful Heart Clyde Cranford.

Colors: Black and White Flower: White Rose

Mascot : Skull

Purpose: Mystification of public and complication of private affairs

Yell : C-O-M-P-L-I,

Kismet heategory,
Kilometer, Ki !
Bones and joints,
Nothing less,
G-A-T-O-B-S.

HAZEL BRAND
LIDA CALDWELL
ELORA CROWE
GAMALIEL DIXON
LOUISE DAVIDSON

MARGUERITE FITCH
SADIE GOBER
INEZ JONES
RUTH MARION

ANNE WADDELL

JEAN POWELL

ea r

"Enoikov Aekro Zivua

Colors: Crimson, Blue and Gold

Flower: English Violet

SUSIE E. DARBY
VERA E. HOLLEY
GERALDIXE HOOD

LUTIE N. POWELL
HATTIE MAY THORNTON
EVA L. TOWERS

S. A. S. (?)

Colors : Black and Gold

Flower : Black-eved Susan

Symbols: Bow and arrow

ELIZA CANDLES

MEMBERS

CLYDE CRANFOED

CAROLINE CALDWELL

KATHARINE BUNN, Special Messenger
RUTH RE1LLEY, Chief Archer

(lie $ub$? MnknB

LILA WILLIAMS LUCY REAGAN

MARY WALLACE KIRK EDITH SLOAN

HATTIE BARDWELL

lie ar l^ls in (tottjia

Color: Black Song: "The Old North State, Forever'

Poem : The stickiest stick that used to stick

Was the stick of a slave to his master.
The stickiest stick that now can stick,

Is Martin's surgeon's plaster.
But the stickiest stick that will ever stick

In time of peace or war,
Is that i ld stick that will always stick,
"North Carolina tar."

Yell : Little, but loud !

Haughty and proud,
Completely cowed,

Nit ! *

MEMBERS

RUTH EEILLEY

EDITH SLOAN

DR. MARTIN

NEALIE BELK

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T.

IT

MISS THEODORA MORGAN Director

.TEAXXETTE BROWN Manager

EDITH LOTT Treasurer

COLLEGE MEMBERS

MARGUERITE THOMAS. Violin'
VERA HOLLEY. Piano
MARY DILLARD. Piano
EDITH LOTT. Cuckoo
JEANNETTE BROWN, Nightingale

i (/ADELAIDE NELSON. Castagnette
LILA WILLIAMS, Triangle
KATHERINE BUNN, "Devil"
INEZ WILKINSON, Comb
SINA WHITE. Clappers

TI1EODOSIA YYILLIXGHAM, Mimic

OUTSIDE MEMBERS

MRS. ERYVIN MUELLER. 7
EDNA BEHRE. Violin
NELLIE MUNGER, Violin

VERA WATERS. Castagnette
ELLIOT JOHNSON, Violin
NELLIE JOHNSON, Violin

he Iramattr (Ulttb

OFFICERS

ADELAIDE NELSON. President
LII.L PHILLIPS, Vice-President
MARGARET McCALLIE, Secretary
MARGUERITE FITCH, Treasurer

MANAGERS

MARY L. LADY
MAUDE MONTGOMERY

MUSICAL MANAGER
INEZ WILKINSON

It is felt, and certainly ardently hoped,
that the organization of a Dramatic Club this
year at Agnes Scott will marls a permanent
movement forward in the development of
the college, in fields hitherto but little ex-
plored. Although scarcely a year has gone
by without one play or more being presented,
the matter has never before been under
definite management, or been an assured
feature of the year. Whereas the club is
young and more or less on probation, hopes
for its future success and growth are flourish-
ing. And quite a bit of encouragement was
indeed afforded when the club actually ob-
tained consent from Dr. Gaines, to allow a
select number of young gentlemen to be

present at the first play; and more than
that, when after personal inspection it was
deemed that the wearing of bloomers might
be suitably permitted. The first play having
come off with much success, the club feels
reasonably hopeful that something decidedly
worth while will eventually be accomplished,
and it is even holding quite practical visions
of soon starting its own "greenroom." Miss

Cady and Miss Montgomery have proved of
invaluable assistance in its organization, both
sparing neither time nor trouble in the re-
hearsals and in helping with the general
management. The entire student body, both
of the college and academy, have taken great
interest in the first play, and with their" con-
tinued support, we need not limit the goal to
be reached by the club.

g>uplj mtmtB (Ulub

'Of all sad words of tongue or pen.
The saddest are these, 'it might have been;'"
But even when things seem their worst, still worse may befall.
And 'tis better to have lived and lost than never to have lived at all.

MEMBERS

A.LLIE FELKER

DOROTHEA SNODGRASS
EMMA BINNS

SUE ELDRIDGE

ISABELLE NUNNALLY
EVA TOWERS

KATHARINE BOOTHE

CHARLOTTE REYNOLDS

"Iterair

Out there is a place where the mountains stand,
And the banks their great trees raise:

And the dark water wind- throughout the land,
Willi its silvery, misty haze.

And heii' is the shore with its rolling slopes,

And its banks of deep red sand;
Just out there the light of the house of hope,

The rock of the fisher's band.

And again the moor with its brown green grass.

Its stretches lonely and bare;
While there come the cries of the birds who pass,

And not one to see nor care.

Then somewhere there winds a peaceful lake.

With its shadowy border trees;
And the faint, sweet stir the heather bells make

Is carried soft with the breeze.

And the drifting sky with its depths of blue.

Where the shades of fancy fall,
Is always the same to the old. the new;

The guardian of them all.

JiARY DlLLARD.

"Ijp Huttatuaij (Strl"

UT, Floyd," she said, with tear-stained face, yet not forgetting
to hold her pink muslin ruffles away from the tomato vines,
"yon might as well stop talking about that, stop thinking
about it! I've told you Aunt Mary would as soon think
of letting me enter the Salvation Army as marry you ! You
needn't think it's just my imagination! She's been watch-
ing me suspiciously with that Gorgon eye of hers for a week, now, and making
all sorts of excuses to talk to your father about business, she says! About
you and me, is the truth of the matter! Why, just last night he talked to
her out on the front porch till after twelve o'clock, and then when she came
in the house and found me in the hall, she she looked like she wanted to
m murder me !

"Floyd, I lenow she's going to send me back to that boarding school, and
you will have to go to Mexico, and oh, oh, oh," she ended in a despairing wail,
while the hopeful youth of twenty-one did his best to comfort her, as far as the
garden wall and wet tomato vines allowed.

'"Florence," he said, "you may just count upon it, you're not going back
to school, and I'm not going to Mexico, unless you go with me. I'm twenty-
one, and you are eighteen, both of us old enough to take matters in our own
hands, I guess !"

"But, Floyd, she'll n-e-e-ver forgive me, I say, and, oh, I'll just die if she
looks at me any more the way she did 1-last night !"

But it is a fact of not infrequent occurrence in the world, that a girl of
eighteen years allows her inclinations and her delight in feeling herself the
victim of a great and all-absorbing passion to overcome her fear of a cruel
aunt's uncompromising will, and a youth of twenty-one seldom fails to have
sufficient confidence in his independent judgment. That is why it was arranged
that promptly at five o'clock on the following afternoon, Florence should appear
at the same garden wall, suit-case in hand, prepared for a journey of indefinite
length.

The next day passed in a flutter of hasty packing and avoiding Aunt
Mary's all-seeing eye. Fortunately, for the inexperience of a mind entirely
unaccustomed to such romantic adventures, and for the irrepressible excite-
ment that made her cheeks burn and took away all reasonable knowledge of
where to find things and how to pack them, Aunt Mary herself seemed pre-
occupied, and not particularly desirous of her niece's companionship.

85

At five o'clock, with unaccustomed promptness, a thoroughly excited
young lady, with a large and heavy suit-case was seen to run swiftly down
the length of a rain-drenched vegetable garden, never forgetting to hold her
smart, green skirts away from the cabbages and butterbean vims. At the
garden gate, a young man with red hair, and an air of great importance
caused by the marriage license in his pocket, was pacing swiftly and im-
patiently up and rlown, and turned with a sigh of relief, when the rustle of
the green dress met his ear.

That was no time for affectionate greetings, when a cruel aunt might
easily be watching from the window above, so taking the suit-case from her
hand, Mr. Floyd Sanders, Jr., led the way to a side street, safe from Aunt
Mary's watchful eyes; but, once cut of danger, the anxious lines in Florence's
face relaxed, and, hand in hand, the two ran down the street, laughing like
two truant school children, for eloping is no very serious matter to eighteen
and twenty-one. and the thought of the surprised and sad bewilderment their
elders would experience when it was all too hue increased the light-hearted
happiness which the sunshine of an afternoon in May brings to a sentimental
two. The bishop's home was just three blocks away, and with excitement
that grew more intense every minute the two young runaways walked boldly
up the steps and rang the bell.

"Safe at last," said Floyd, and they stood laughing foolishly, until the
maid appeared and ushered them into the presence of the Reverend Bishop
Reed.

"We want you to marry us, sir!" blurted Mr. Sanders, Jr., an un-
comfortable warmth coming over his face.

"Marry you! Don't you think you'd better go back to school and think
over the matter a few years longer, first ?"

This disconcerting reply served only to increase the embarassment of
the young people, which had naturally lie sufficiently great before, but at
last the young man succeeded in convincing the bishop that he wanted to be
married right then, on the spot, and the- pleading of the bishop's pretty wife
helped the cause; and, so, with Mrs. Reed and the cook for witnesses, the
service began. With a sense of the solemnity of their wildly-begun adventure
just beginning to dawn upon them, the- youthful couple listened to the service,
until the bishop turned to Floyd.

"Wilt thou have this woman to be thy "

"Oh, Floyd, look, look, quick!" screamed Florence, grasping the arm of
that young gentleman, and pulling him forcibly away from the window, while
the bishop dropped his prayer book, and through the window, Mrs. Reed and
Floyd saw Aunt Mary and Mr. Sanders, the elder, coming up the steps.

'Eight in here, conic quickly, and do be quiet," said the kind-hearted
little Mrs. Reed, almost pushing the thoroughly frightened young people into
the next room, and returning to the library just in time to greet the older
couple.

In the bishop's study, next door, Florence and Floyd clung to each other
and listened fearfully and tremblingly for the word which was to be their
doom; but apparently [Mr. Sanders was in no great haste to speak it. After a
few dry remarks about the weather and the condition of the cotton market, an
embarrassed silence followed. Then finally the voice of Mr. Sanders appeared
to speak with great difficulty, to the bishop.

"As no doubt you are aware, sir, T have a son, who is now twenty-one
years of age, and very much inclined to have opinions of his own, and Miss

Roberts, also, has been entrusted with the care of an excellent niece, who

is somewhat hard to please! Of late, we have noticed these two young people
very much in each other's company, and have come to the conclusion ahem!
that they have noticed, and object to, the growing intimacy which they have
observed between Miss Roberts and myself. Therefore, with a view to
avoiding their certain displeasure, we have concluded .to come quietly, without
their knowledge, to your house, and ask you to solemnize our marriag< "

Florence and Floyd were gazing at each other with utter bewilderment
in their eyes, till, all at once, a burst of comprehension coming to them both,
the door flew open, and two excited children rushed upon the astonished couple
"Oh. Aunt Mary, Aunt Mary, who would have thought it of you! You,
to run away like this, when I thought all the tiim Oh! Oh! You nearly
sc-scaredme to death!''

lint Mr. Sanders, the younger, was plainly master of the situation.
"Seeing that all parties are present, and no objections on either side, T
can find no reason why a double marriage should not take place immediately,"
said the young gentleman, calmly.

"You you two!" Aunt Mary and Mr. Sanders stared at each other in
complete astonishment. The old gentleman rose to his feet.

"Ffow," he said, and drew his handkerchief across his brow, "how did you
ever manage to keep it such a secret?"

Geealdixe Hood, '10.

A DAY AT AGONY SCOTT.

Sjarft ultmea

You ask why so thin I have recently grown,
And so silent indeed there's a reason.

At Agnes Scott now, they're so wise, be it known,
That English is quite out of season.

If by chance you are slated for Miss Treben's Tische,
Con your Worterbuch well is my sermon ;

For if bread or potatoes or aught else you wish,
You must know how to ask it in German.

And when you have eaten, not perhaps all you want,

But all that to ask for you're able,
Entschuldigen Sie mich or Mahlzeit you must say.

Ere you thankfully rise from the table.

Do you think in your native tongue then to converse,
And feel thankful your troubles are mending?

Nay, Miss Colton awaits, a French play to rehearse,
With French conversation unending.

For Parlez-vous francaisf and Sprechen Sie Deutsch?

You have somebody ask you each minute;
And if nothing but English you know how to speak,

You feel woefully lost and not in it.

Jeannette Brown.

Hftaufo JBimtgfltttm}

Though Miss Montgomery" came to Agnes

Scott only this year, it has taken but a very short
part of that time to win for her the admiration,
as well as hearty support of all. In the very
beginning we found her capable, competent, amid
all the newness of her surroundings, and we are
still striving to attain that perfection in gym-
nastics, which her example has constantly kept
before us. Although too much can scarcely be
said for the remarkable efficiency that Miss Mont-
gomery displays in her department, it is for some-
thing outside of the gymnasium itself that we will
remember her. This is the addition of a new
sport to the athletic life of the college. It is owing
tn her efforts and influence that we have obtained
a hockey field, and her interest and enthusiasm
have been a splendid stimulus. She has introduced several new indoor
games, and proved an excellent coach ami umpire in the old realm of basket-
ball, to say nothing of the aid she has given in a quite different direction,
that in connection with the Dramatic Club, where she has shown the fine
versatility of genuine ability. But the position of physical director, here,
seems fated to be short, for Miss Montgomery's memory with all it conveys
and embodies, is all that she will have to Agnes Scott for another year. How-
ever, we feel that, 'tis better to have hail ami lost, than never to have had at all.

Atblrtir ABsnriattmt

MARGUERITE FITCH

VICE PRESIDENT

LOUISE DAVIDSOX

SECRETARY AND TREASURER

Ijnrknj oteam

LINE TIP

MARGUERITE FITCH, c. f. (Captain)
MAUDE SWARTWOOD, r. w.
THEODOSIA WILLINGHAM, 1. w.
KATHERINE BUNN, r. i. f.
ELEANOR FRIERSON, l.i. f.
GAMALIEL DIXON, e. m. (Manages)
ADELAIDE KELSON, r. h.
L1LA WILLIAMS, I. h.
FLORA CROWE, r. f.
LUTIE POWELL, 1. f.
ELIZA CANDLER, g.

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MARY KNIGHT

MASCOT

Yell Ya, ya, yee, double dum dee'
Disky daek, hieky pack!
Hi go reel
College, college A. S. C.

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Mcdonald

-MANAGER

FORWARDS

M. PITCH
L. DAVIDSON

GUARDS

A. NELSON
Y. CRANE

CENTERS

L. PHILLIPS
E. FEIERSON

(MIhj? ^rntb Gleam

Yell Teeker toeker. tiah!
Hannibal! Goliah!
Fricasseed! ealibnb!
We've it College Scrub!

McKINNEY GASH

MASCOT

RYLANDER

DINON

CAPTAIN

LINE UP

MANAGER

FORWARDS

CENTERS

GUARDS

E. COLEMAN

A. DORTCH

E. DRAKE

M. HUNTER

R. CANDLER

M. KYLANDER

Stroma Assnrtaitmt

OFFICERS

MARGUERITE FITCH President

ELEAKOR COLEMAN Vice-President

MATTIE RYLANDER Secretary and Treasurer

DB. AkbuckLE MEMBERS

Dr. Armistead

Marguerite Briscoe
Katherine J :< > . j 1 1 1- ;

Edith Brown

Katherine Brown

Mary Brown

Dorothy Burford
Marguerite Fitch IIattie Bardwell

LLEAK0R Person Annie CAMPBELt

Nellie Fargason
Winifred Huson

Mattee Hunter
Vera Holley
Agnes Kime
Ida King

Blanche Collins
Irene Davis

Miss Darrow

Adelene Dortch

Louise Davidson
Gamaliel Dixon
-Mary Wallace Kirk E lva Drake

Ruth Marion

Mec MacIntyre

Marie MacIntyre

Fthelken McGarity
Erma Montgomery
Gri ssie O'Neal
Bessie Powel

Lila Smith

Rhetta Pund

Annie Sue Patiixo

Lill Phillips

Lutte Powell

Maud Swartwood

Julia Thompson

Marguerite Thomas

Miss Tredkin

Mildred Thomson

Annie Waddell

Alice Weatheks

Theodosia Willingham

Louise Wise

Louise Wells

Lila Williams
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And new we oiinic to quips and grinds

A bitter job all 'round;
For if one did not grind out grinds.

They never would be ground.

Three cheers for dear old basket-ball.

Whose Held is in the gym!
And. as it's near the swimming pool.

Of course it's in the swim.
You may burn down the kitchen.

May do what you will :
There'll be tongue, t/oai and

Peaches and hominy still.

Now as "crush"
Is pure slush.
We take time
In this rhyme,
To say "nein,"
None in mine.

any girl's opinion on the subject is printed below:

A CRUSH

You, my young readers.

You've probably heard
The beautiful meaning

Of such a rare word.

So beware, dear young friends.

Of such a disease;
For it's almost incurable,

And it sometimes takes weeks.

I know from experience.

Especially at school.
That any girl that gets it

Is considered a fool.

You can't even look

At a girl and blush.
F.ut what somebody hollers,

"That is her crush!"

So don't look at a girl.

Except in disgust,
Because if you smile at her.

She'd be your crush.

True friendship is beautiful.

Especially at school;
But it's sure to be analyzed

By some little fool.

Jeannette Frances Clakk.

104

"What shall I put in of A. S. A.?"

Said I Ui a maid one night ;
And quick spoke tins little Academy girl,
'Just that it is nil right!"

(rind, grind, grind. There is no rest for me,

And that no real jokes have transpired is not sufficient plea ;

I tell of the august "fae" who lectures the girls at will.

But. oh. the dread of their mighty ire. my poor trembling heart doth fill.

Grind, grind, grind. It's an everyday job, you see,

And until the Annual goes to press it will continue to be.

Dr. Armistead says, "I love to eat ;

Feeding is my greatest treat.
Promptly at table I take my seat.

And leave it with reluctant feet.''

There was a plump maiden named Gam,
Whose slender T. L. was named Sam.

Together the pair

Are rich, racy and rare.
And this is the truth and no slam.

L. LUDLOW 7

"And still they gazed and still the wonder grew,
That she could even hold what she could chew."

II. BRAND, AT SPASMODIC INTERVALS

"A low and gentle voice is an excellent thing in woman."

MIDNIGHT, BOOM 16, R. S. II., ENTER LOUISE

Margaret (sleepily) "Where on earth have you been?"

Louise (proudly) "Spraying Mary Dillard's throat."

Margaret "You've been gone two hours. She must have a neck like a giraffe!'

Louise Chick on an autumn da.y,
Came to Agnes Scott to stay;
In her face there glowed the look,
Of one who loves the pen and hook ;
And now because she loves them so
She simply won't consent to go.

MAUDE H. AND K. DEAN

A very taking pair indeed.

And now we are not faking;
To show you 'tis the double truth.

They're both "before and after taking."

105

"A fool and his money soon part." they say,
Whether hundreds or millions lie start with;
But it's worth while being a fool to-day,

Just to have some good boodle to part with."

Complicator room, a smoldering fire.
A melody, Miss Hopkins' ire.

PROBLEM

M. E. M. + D. S. = Pair

.-. Peach + Lemon = Pear (Ax. I.)
Where's Burbank?

When Miss Smith came to Agnes Scott

She rode a hobby-horse,
And vowed she'd cling to Bennett, for

The better or for worse.

Is it that she's forgot him now?

She's pierced by Cupid's arrow;
And we watch a violent mutual crush

'Tween her and Miss Ruth Darrow.

There was a young maiden named Dick.
To her text-books she just would not stick.

What was her bent ?

Why was she here sent?
For a special degree in sentiment.

Little Howard grabbed Louise's hair with all his might.
'Stop it. Chunky." said his father. "Don't you know that rat will bite?"

Miss Trebein sprieht a "Howdy do?"
"Oh, little schon, the same to you."
Miss C'ady sagt a "Parlez-vous "
But nihil spake Bartholomew.
Dixit Almon "Immer mehr.
Meum cor, what bully fare!"

- There was a little girl

That had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead ;

And when she was good

She was very, very good.
And when she was bad she was Howard.

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Pills and pills and pills we have,
And pills we give to thee ;

All pilgrims in this pilgrimage
Must enter this pillory.

There's Higher Education
For girls of every nation

To be had at Agnes Scott.
Shut up in a nunnery.
Without any funnerv.

And never a man on the spot.
No fascinating cases
Of Cupid's darts no traces

'Tis only an old maid's lot.
But there's Higher Education
For girls of every nation

To be had at Agnes Scott.

(Shr Hurt

When the first May breeze with its soft touch wakes

The sweet wood flowers.
Or sings to itself the low song it makes

In drowsy hours;
When it lends new life to the coming spring
Till the harebell pauses listening.

I love it then.

When November wind with its deep, drear tone

Sob-. 10W ; SO low.

For forgotten griefs of the lost and alone

In the long ago;
Or cries like a child for a woe that is past
As spent with its struggle : breathes quiet at last,

1 love it more.

Sometimes there's a wind like a demon in pain

Shrieks shrill.
And raves like a lost thing in torture again

O'er rock, crags and hill;
In agony writhes, mad. crazed, just as when
A furious beast wildly rages. And then

I love it best.

Clyde Pettus.

3n Jflrmorp of
Eugenia M. Dearing

Covington, Georgia

class OF 191 1, m. l. s.

Died February 24, 1908

THE Editors' thanks are due to
Miss Brownie Huson, Mr. R.
B. Logan, Miss Jule Hunter,
Miss Mary L. Cady, and Dr. J. D.
M. Armistead.

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