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Collection:: Agnes Scott College, McCain Library collections in the Internet Archive
Title:: Silhouette (1914)
Creator:: Agnes Scott College
Publisher:: Agnes Scott College
Date of Original:: 1914
Subject:: Agnes Scott College--Students--Yearbooks
College yearbooks--Georgia--Decatur
College students--Georgia--Decatur--Social life and customs
Agnes Scott College--History
Women's colleges--Georgia--Decatur
Women--Education--Georgia--Decatur
Location:: United States, Georgia, DeKalb County, Decatur, 33.77483, -84.29631
Medium:: school yearbooks
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Description:: Agnes Scott College yearbook for 1914.
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ALICE IN THE WONDERLAND OF COLLEGE

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CHAPTER I
Down the Rabbit Hole 7

1. Into the hole

2. Alice shrinks

Freshman Class 10

3. The Rabbit leaves two notes

Societies 19

4. The Mouse's story

Publications > 38

CHAPTER II

Advice From a Caterpillar
1. Tn the Rabbit's room
Sophomore Class..

2. The Caterpillar advises

Junior

3. "Twinkle, Twinkle "

Dramatics

4. The Cheshire Cat points the right direction

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5. A mad debate
Debates ..

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The Queen's Garden 93

1. Alice plays hockey

Athletics 95

2. The Duchess points a moral

Senior Class 103

CHAPTER IV

The Mock Turtle's Story 139

1. The Mock Turtle's sorrow

Irregulars 140

2. The Club Queen

Clubs 148

CHAPTER V

The Knave Steals Hearts 170

1. The King tries a case

Faculty 172

2. The Queen executes

Executive Committee 176

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Down the Rabbit Hole

Chapter I

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ALICE was sitting on
the bank with "Sesame and
Lilies" in her lap. Once or
twice she had peeped into
the book, but it had no
pictures in it. and "What
is the use of a book,"
thought Alice, "without
pictures ?"

So she was consider-
ing in her own mind (as
well as she could, for the
hot day made her feel very
stupid and sleepy) whether
the good it would do her
was worth the trouble,
when suddenly a white rab-
bit ran close by her.

Now there was noth-
ing so very remarkable
about a white rabbit, but
when this Rabbit actually
pulled back the sleeve of a
coat and looked at a little
wrist watch, Alice jumped
up and ran after it, and
was just in time to see it

pop into a larg

"Oh, dear

lark hole, saying, as it did so :

>h, dear! I shall be too late."
In went Alice, never considering how on earth she was ever to get out,
and she found herself caught up and being whirled through space. The hole
was very large, and she had plenty of time to look about. First she tried to
look down, but fancy trying to look down when one is whirling through the
dark. All along the way she could see water coolers and queer little paper

cups labeled "Use Me." Once she managed to get one full of water, but she
only spilled it down the front of her dress, and she dropped the cup in a bucket
as she passed.

On on on would the hole never end ?

"I must be getting somewhere near the equator," she said aloud; "about
the eleventh longitude or latitude, I think." (For you see she had learned
something about that in the seventh grade.) "That's where the Antipathies
live, I believe" (she wasn't sure this was the right word ), "but I shall have to
ask them where I am. Please, ma'am, is this Atlanta or Timbuctoo?" she
practiced, curtseying, when suddenly down she came, and found herself sitting-
near a car track.

She looked around, but all was dark. Before her was another long
passage, and the White Rabbit was still hurrying down it. Away went Alice,
like the wind, and she was just in time to hear it say as it turned the corner:

"Oh, my ears and whiskers, how late it's getting!"

She was close behind it when it turned the corner, but it was no longer
to be seen. She found herself in a long, low hall, one side of which was lined
with a row of clocks and electric buttons.

Down the other side was a row of queer little doors. She tried them all,
but they were locked except one at the end, which opened violently as she
came up, and a head popped out so suddenly that she drew back in alarm. It
looked very much like a frog to Alice, but its head was covered with a white
dust cap. For a moment it looked at her fiercely.

"Greens in here," it announced in a loud voice.

"I'm not green," she whispered, quite frightened.

"You are," it snapped, "quite green," and. popped back in as suddenly as
it had come.

Alice walked in the door rather timidly. The head had vanished quite
away, and all she could see was a large glass table with three bottles on it,
all side by side, and marked "Take Me." As she stood regarding them she
heard one of them remark quite meekly: "I'm not at all sure she's quite
green," and when she looked about to see who spoke she noticed for the first
time that the stoppers were little glass heads, and they were making cutting
remarks in a lively dispute.

"If she isn't green why is she in here?" announced the middle one tri-
umphantly. "That proves something, you know. You couldn't even tell the
population of Persia, could you?" it asked, peering at Alice so suddenly
through the table that she felt very small and helpless.

"Really, now that you ask," she stammered, "I don't think "

Continued on page if.

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Freshman Class

Colors: White and Gold Flower: Daisy

Motto: Optima pctainus

OFFICERS
FIRST SEMESTER

ALICE FLEMING,. President

AGNES SCOTT DONALDSON _ Vice-President

FRANCES THATCHER Secretary and Treasurer

second semester

AGXES SCOTT DONALDSON President

MARY NEFF Vice-President

ANNE KYLE Secretary and Treasurer

MEMBERS OF EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE

GRACE BOWEN COFFIN
MARY NEFF

SILHOUETTE MEMBER

JEANNETTE VICTOR

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Freshman Class Roll

MEMBERS

Virginia Allex
Amelia Alexander
Helen Allison
Gjertrude Amundsen-
Frances Anderson
Mary Lee Askew
Louise Ash
Alma Buchanan
Mvrtis Burnett
Pauline Byrd
Laurie Caldwell
Grace Bowen Coffin
Edna Cohen
Martha Dennison
Isabel Dew
Elizabeth DeWald
Effie Doe

Agnes Scott Donaldson
Katherine DuBose
Mary Eakes
H att ie A. Erwin
Alice Fleming
Bessie Foster
Gladys Gaines

Elizabeth Gammon
Carmen Graves
Louise Halliburton
Mildred Hall
Charlotte Hammond
Lucile Harrison
Jane Harwell
Irene Havis
Georgia F. Hewson
Helen Hughes
India Hunt
Annie Lee Jackson
Florence Kellog
Anne Kyle
Grace Lawrence
Annie Lee
Julie MacIntyre
Helen Mebane
Azalie McAllister
Sue McEachern
Mary Neff
Ruth Nisbet
Mary Spotswood Payne
Margaret B. Pruden
Ellex Ramsey

Elizabeth Ring
Louise Roach
Helex Robixson
Virginia Scott
Celeste Shadburn
Helen Shell
Katharine Simpson
Augusta Skeex
Masy Ellen Stanley
Marguerite Stevens
Frances Thatcher
Charlotte Thompson
Jeannette Victor
Louise Ware
Helen Watts
Enid Watson
Sarah Webster
Frances White
Clara Weekes
Georgian a White
Vallie Young White
Lucile Williams
Mary Virginia Yancey
Mary Yeomans

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Just Waitin'!

We came, we knew, we thought we knew
We'd show them all what we could do ;
For lo ! to fame we had the clew,
Just waitin' !

When often things are lookin' blue,
When teachers rage a time or two,
Then waitin' won't agree with you
Just waitin' !

When French and prose and Chem are new.
When themes and maps and tests are due,
Our "A's" and "B's" are mighty few,
Just waitin' !

We thought we'd show what we could do,
And now we find that truth too true :
We know we never can get through,
Just waitin' !

So now let's start to work anew,

With interest our plans imbue,

And make the final thing we do,

Just waitin' !

L. W.

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The Important Acts in a Freshman's Life

ACT I

Scene I

A railroad station at night: a drizzling, September rain; locomotive
puffing in the distance.

Enter Miss Freshman, wide eyed and miserable, followed by Father,
Mother, and all the loving family.

Miss Freshman (weeping upon her mother's shoulder) : "O Mother,
this is the first time we have parted. Please don't forget to send me a box
the first week."

Mother: "Yes, yes, my daughter: but don't you forget to wear your
rubbers, take your medicine, and always study hard."

Porter calls: "All aboard." Freshman is dragged from the maternal
bosom.

Chorus in background singing, "How Can 1 Bear to Leave Thee?" as
train slides off in a lake of tears.

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Scene II

Agnes Scott campus. Five-thirty in the morning.

Enter Freshman wearing a look of determination. She is accompanied
by "Arm" and his gloves. Freshman ascends the front steps for the last time.

Freshman (planting her feet firmly on the top step) : "I'm going to
love it here, and I'm going to make the Class of 1917 the best that has ever
been to A. S. C." (Turning point in Freshman's career, and first indications
of the wonderful characteristics that we now see in her daily.)

Chorus of other Freshmen inarching down the hall to classification com-
mittee, "Onward^ Christian Soldiers."

ACT II
Scene I

Y. W. party. Beverley makes it her duty to
Fresh, accompanied by old girls, enters. She
and is discovering that there are two literary

"Agnes Scott, my Agnes

The campus decorated for
refresh the weary with punch,
has become very much at home,
societies at A. S. C.

Chorus of whole student body singing lustily,
Scott."

Scene II

Rebekah Scott lobby ; wild yells emerging from each society hall. Fresh-
man, worn out with much walking, stands upon the steps, an envelope in
each hand, and weeps loudly.

Freshman (under her breath ) : "I must remember that I am a member
of the Class of 1917, and, therefore, stop this foolish indecision." Goes
firmly down, leaves regrets at one door, and is received by outstretched arms
at the other.

ACT III

THE big act

Scene I

Silence and darkness over all ; the clock
in Decatur has struck two ; Freshman sleeps
soundly in her little bed. Enter five Sopho-
mores well masked, carrying flashlights.

First Soph (little light-haired lady):
"Here, take this, dear, it will not hurt you."

Freshman calmly takes the "Black
Hand."

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Second Soph (tall, dark-haired, very ferocious) : "Here, open your
mouth and swallow down castor-oil."

Freshman (rising boldly in bed. dramatically waving powder boxes):
"I will not take the horrid stuff; please leave the room before 1 have to make
you go!"

Sophs all steal silently out. Darkness and quiet return.

Scene II

Outside Rebekah Scott Hall. Sophomore banner fastened outside
second-story windows. Freshmen crowded in third-story windows. Alice
on the colonnade, giving directions. Agnes suspended by one foot, poking at
the banner.

Sophs (wailing) : "Oh, it's going to fall, it's going to fall! We can
not do anything to save it!"

Freshmen singing, "Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!"

Banner goes down. Freshman " '17" takes its place.

Scene III

Campus ; moonlight. A long line of Freshmen march over the campus,
following Alice and the donkey. The donkey adorned in a cover with "Sophs,
As Others See Them" painted on it. Miss Freshman, wildly excited, urges
on the line. Freshmen dance around a red light, singing:

"Freshman! Freshman! is our cry,
I'-i-c-t-o-r-y!
and
"Where, oh, where have the Sophomores gone,
Oh, where, oh, where can they be?
They got scared and ran
When the fight began.
Oh, where, oh, where can they be?"

Low murmur, understood to be the Sophomores singing, is drowned by
the strength of the Freshmen.

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ACT IV

Scene I

Terminal station in Atlanta crowded with students, all smiling and gay.
Enter Freshman, suitcase and Christmas cheer.

Freshman (to best friend) : "Don't forget to write to me every single
day!"

Best Friend: "Don't forget I've got to have your picture right away."
Porter calls: "All aboard." Students make wild rush for car.
Chorus from back platform: "Home, Home, Sweet, Szveet Home."

ACT V

Scene I

Agnes Scott again, after Christmas. Gloom over all. Main Building
classroom.

Enter Miss Freshman, face in book, trying to find somebody's elates.

The curtain will he lowered for a few minutes to show the passage of
two weeks. This is done to save the tender-hearted public from seeing the
ordeal of exams.

Curtain rises again to show Freshman still there, serene and triumphant.
Having taken as her motto, "Let us seek the best," she is ready for whatever
may come.

Curtain.

M. S. Payne, '17.

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DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE

Continued from page S.

"Then you shouldn't talk." snapped the smallest bottle. "It's plain to see
she is green." it stated to the others. "She's only Freshman size."

And so she was. for when she gazed about to see how they told, she
found she had shrunk to about one-fourth her natural size, and just reached
to the notch on the table leg marked "Freshman."

"Oh, dear me." she exclaimed in dismay, for she was shrinking rapidly
away, so she turned and ran from the room, never even stopping when she
heard the second bottle exclaim : "Green, quite green !"

The hall looked quite different to her now, for the ceiling seemed to be
miles away, and she saw, also, for the first time, a tiny door near the
entrance. Raising herself on tiptoe, she peered through the keyhole and saw-
there the loveliest garden you ever saw. Over a gateway was written "The
Garden of Privilege." How she did long to wander among those beds of
bright flowers and those cool fountains! But she had not even a key, so all
she could do was to peer.

She sat down mourn-
fully, feeling verv lone-
some. After a while she
heard the pattering of feet
in the distance. It was
the White Rabbit return-
ing, splendidly dressed,
carrying a large fan and
two notes. It came trot-
ting along in a great
hurry, muttering to itself:

"Oh. the Duchess,
the Duchess 1 Oh, won't
she be savage if I've kept
her waiting!"

She was very much
bigger than Alice, but she
felt so desperate she was
ready to ask help of any
one, so when she came
near she began in a low,
timid voice :

"If you please, ma'am-

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The Rabbit started violently, dropped the fan and the notes, and scurried
away into the darkness as fast as he could go.

Strange to say, the notes had "Alice" written in curious letters on them,
and she opened them, wondering how thev knew her name. "You are a
Probalean." said the first. "You are a Nemesean," said the other just as
positively.

"I wonder if they are tribes of the Antipathies," she said, using the notes
to fan with. "Dear, dear, how queer everything is to-day! I wonder if I
was changed in the night. And if I'm not I, am I a Probalean or a
Nemesean?"

Just as she was saying this and feeling very flattered, bump went her head
against the ceiling, for she had really grown so that she was as tall as the
ceiling.

"Curioser and curioser," cried Alice. "Now I'm sure I'm not I. If any
one comes and says, 'Come on, dear,' I shall say, 'Tell me who I am, and if
I like being that person I'll come.' But, oh, dear!" she finished with a sudden
burst of tears, "I do wish some one would come. I'm very tired of being
alone."

She went on shedding gallons of tears until there was a great pool all
about her. She did not notice that she was shrinking as she cried, "Though,
to be sure," she explained to herself afterward, "one's body is 70 per cent
water, and one must shrink if one cries."

As she said these words her foot slipped, and, splash ! she was up to her
chin in salt water.

"I wish I hadn't cried so much," said Alice as she swam about, trying to
find her way out. "It will be a queer thing, to be sure, to be drowned in one's
own tears."

Continued on pa</i

Mnemosynean Literary Society

OFFICERS

FIRST TERM

MARTHA ROGERS President

ESSIE ROBERTS Vice-President

MARGUERITE WELLS Secretary

NELL CLARK Treasurer

ALMEDIA SADLER Censor

MARTHA BREXXER Critic

second term

MARTHA BREXXER President

HENRIETTA LAMBDTX Vice-President

ROSA HILL Secretary

KATHERIXE LIXDAMOOD Treasurer

ESSIE ROBERTS '. Censor

FRANCES WEST Critic

THE . .HOUETTE

Oberley

MUSTIN

Grant

Sadler
Gay Harris

Payne
Harrison

Maddox
D. Brown

Thatcher Camp

Graves Schneider Skeen

\Y. B. Jackson
Powers
Ganson Taylor

Lott
Cross

Wells
L. White

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Barker
Lee

Lawrence Ellis

Burke McNultv

L. W. White Hansell

Bloch Whips

Hay

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Donaldson

Wilson

V. Allen

Doe

West

G. White

Coffin

Dyer

Ashcraft

Eswin

V. Y. White

SILHCV^TTE

Holt Gaines Brenner

Tillman Pendleton

Hendley E. Smith Yeomans

Kell Goode Ash

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B. Anderson

MacIntyre
Rogers Hart

Hall

Ferguson

Caldwell

Shute

Clark

DuBose

Ross

SILHOUETTE

M. Blue Gresham Jenkins

Bishop Martin

L. Caldwell Pruden Eames

Roach Adams Harwell

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McDowell

Bedinger
Hill McLakty

Geohegan

Weatherlv

CONYERS

Scott

M. Kelly

Ethel Smith

C. Jackson

Shell

R. Blue

Gregory

Bogle

Theis

M. West

Fleming

Cobbs

FUTCH

Carter

A. L. Jackson

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Propylean Literary Society

OFFICERS

FIRST TERM

MARY BROWN President

HELEN BROWN Vice-President

LIDIE MIXTER Secretary

MARY HAMILTON Treasurer

ZOLLIE McARTHUR Censor

ANNA SYKES Critic

RAY HARVISON Sergeant-at-Arms

second term

HELEN BROWN : President

MARION BLACK Vice-President

MARY ELLEN HARVEY Secretary

MARGARET PHYTHIAN Treasurer

MARGARET BROWN Censor

PATTY MONROE Critic

MARY NEFF Sergeant-at-Arms

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M. Anderson

Minter

Boyd J.

Rogers

McConnell

Halliburton

Hedges

Bryan

Burnett

Alexander

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Foster
Sykes

Meek
Allison Bryan

Anderson
Buchanan

Norwood

Weatherly
Hutcheson

SILHOUETT

Havis M. R. Brown E. Jones

Holmes Miller

Bomer Phythian Black

M. M. Brown Eakes Hunt

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Waters

Glenn Willet

McEachern Seymour

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Harvey
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Reed

Watts

Monroe

PlTTARD HARVISON

Stevens

CURRELL

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DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE

Continued from page 18.

Just then she heard something splashing about in the pool a little way off.
At first she thought it must be a walrus or a hippopotamus, but then she
remembered how small she really was, and she made out that it was only a
mouse that was drowning in tears, like herself.

"It might be of use, now," tin night Alice, "to speak to this Mouse." So
she began: "O Mouse, do you know the way out of these tears? I am very
tired of swimming, O Mouse." (She thought this the correct way to speak
to a mouse, for you see she remembered her Latin grammar "a mouse, of
a mouse, to or for a mouse O mouse." ) The Mouse seemed to wink one of
its eyes, but said nothing.

"Perhaps it doesn't understand English," thought Alice. "I dare say
it's a German mouse come over with Helmrich the Conqueror." So she said
the only German she remembered, "Kuriose Geschichte," which was the name
of a little piece she knew. The Mouse gave a sudden leap out of the water
and seemed to quiver all over with fright.

"Oh, I beg your pardon," cried Alice hastily. "Perhaps you don't like
stories."

"Not like stories!" cried the Mouse in a shrill, passionate voice. "Would
you like stories if you were an editor?"

"Well, perhaps not," said Alice in a soothing tone. "I've never been
one; but I knew an old gentleman who ran a paper." Half to herself: "He
was such a dear, funny thing, and told such nice stories. Oh, dear, I'm afraid

I've offended it again " for the Mouse was swimming away as hard as it

could. So she called after it : "Mouse, dear, do come back again. We won't
talk about stories." When the Mouse heard that it swam idly back, its face
quite pale (with pain, Alice thought).

"Let us go to shore and I'll tell you my history: then you'll understand
why I hate stories."

It was high time to go, for the pool was full of little things, who were
drowning in tears. Alice led the way, and the whole party swam to the shore.
They all sat down in a ring and faced the Mouse.

"You promised to tell us your history, you know, and why you hate
stories," said Alice.

"Mine is a long and sad tale," said the Mouse sadly.

Alice said "Yes," and kept looking at it. so that her idea of the tale was
something like this :

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"Said a girl to
a mouse that
she met in
the house,

'You must
Editor
be ; I've
a story
for you.
Come, I'll
take no
denial.
Just give
it a
trial,

for of course
we all know
you've
nothing
to do.'
Said the
Editor
Mouse
to the
girl in

the house :
'Don't you

ask me

such things ;

it is

wasting

your breath.'

'Tell that

to a jury,'
said
she in
a fury.
'They'll"
try the

whole case

and condemn
you to
death.' "

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"You're not attending," said the Mouse severely.

"Oh, I beg your pardon," said Alice very humbly; "that was the fifth
bend, I think."

"It was not" said the Mouse very sharply.

"A knot?" said Alice, very anxious to be useful. "Let me help undo it!"

"I shall do nothing of the sort," said the Mouse, getting up and walking
away.

All the others went also, and Alice was left quite alone.

Silhouette Staff

SARAH G. HANSELL Editor-in-Chief

LOTTIE MAY BLAIR Assistant Editor-in-Chief

BEVERLEY ANDERSON : Business Manager

RUTH BLUE Assistant Business Manager

EMMA JONES Literary Editor

LIDIE MINTER Local Editor

MARGARET BROWN Art Editor

HALLIE SMITH.... Assistant Art Editor

Aurora Staff

MARY HELEN SCHNEIDER Editor-in-Chief

MARGARET PHYTHIAN Associate Editor

EMMA JONES Business Manager

BEVERLEY ANDERSON Assistant Business Manager

LIDIE MINTER Local Editor

HENRIETTA LAMBDIN Exchange Editor

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King

lR beautiful dog was dead. Slowly, and in a puzzled
manner, the child repeated to herself the words: "King is
dead." Somehow, it took her a long time to realize it, and
then, when that fact came to her at last, she didn't cry. She
was facing her first real sorrow now; King had been her
constant companion and playmate ever since she could
remember. King was the one to whom she had whispered
her childish secrets and dreams, and now she could not, and would not, think
of life without her dog.

She remembered the time King had torn up her sister's doll it was just
an ordinary one, too and to keep him from being punished she had given up
her own wax doll that would "go to sleep." But she also thought of other
times times when she had refused to play with him and had been angry with
him. These things remained to make her sorry.

Every one was so kind to her that day ! Her father promised a tomb-
stone for King's grave the}' had buried him in a pasture about a fourth of
a mile from her home. Her uncle brought a book to read to her "Beautiful
Toe's Paradise" they wouldn't understand, and she didn't want an old
paradised dog! But, worst of all, her mother promised another dog.

Night and bedtime came at last, but the poor child could not sleep, nor
did she try to. She waited nearly all night, so she thought in reality only
about two hours for the other people to go to sleep. Thoughts of her loss
came to torment her anew, and finally one thought brought comfort: She
had loved King better than anything else, so, therefore, the other things she
loved next ought to go too. Conscientiously, she counted over in her mind
her most treasured possessions : A little red dress, dear because everything
else was white ; a blue ring that she somehow connected with the sky, and a
book of dog pictures. Slipping softly out of bed, she collected these things,
took a little spade, and walked alone to King's grave.

It was the kind of night she loved, though she didn't know why; it was
sultry, and threatened to storm. Distant rolls of thunder did not frighten
the little girl; the bright flashes of lightning showed a small, white-robed,
bare-foot figure digging a hole right near King's grave. When she had

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finished she buried the few small treasures which she had brought with her.
Kneeling at her dog's grave, and looking up into the darkening clouds, she
somehow found peace after her day of trouble. With folded hands she
began :

"Great Storm Spirit, I sol'm'ly swears not to love no dog 'cept King, and
not ever to have another dog. Amen."

And the great burst of thunder which came with the bright blaze of
lightning showed that the "Storm Spirit" had indeed heard and understood.

LlDIE TORREY MlNTER.

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"Outside the Curriculum"

ABBIE," Jean said slowly, "I'm disappointed in you."

Barbara Akin, half asleep on one of the white beds,
turned her head so she could see Jean through half-closed
lids. She liked to watch Jean, anyway. There was some-
thing about her face worth watching.

"Too bad,'' she said nonchalantly. "You should
worry."
"I mean it, Babbie, I honestly do."

Jean turned. Her face would never have been called handsome. Her
chin was too square; her mouth a trifle too large; but the straightforward
brown eyes, and the way the little wisps of red-brown hair curled about her
forehead were to Barbara irresistibly attractive.

"You should have known better than to expect anything," Barbara
answered lightly.

"Babbie, please be serious," Jean said earnestly. "It's not a joke. You
know very well you could have done as Kate asked you and been on that
program committee. There wasn't a reason in the world why you couldn't
have done it. You've got to do something outside the curriculum."

Barbara smiled in her own lazy, conciliating fashion. "There wasn't
any reason why I should, either. There are plenty of folks to do it. Why,
Ellen Dean would do it, and beam over it all the rest of her life. Why not

let somebody "

"Yes, and how would it be done?" Jean interrupted. "The meetings
wouldn't be worth going to. I think you might at least do that much for
your Society, might at least have that much college spirit. It just makes me
mad when people have the ability to do things and won't. There isn't a
reason on earth why you shouldn't do it."

"Because I don't want to. I have plenty to do, and I don't intend work-
ing any harder. You know yourself you can't get up your work half as well
when you go in for outside things. I don't see how you ever get up yours at
all, with all the extra things you have on your hands."

Barbara had pushed back the gay pink comfort and sat up in bed, with
the soft folds of her pink kimono falling about her. Her long, brown hair

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had slipped down about her shoulders ; her cheeks were flushed from sleep,
and her olive skin looked as soft as a baby's. Her eyes, as she looked at Jean,
were big and brown and smiling, her lips half parted. When she smiled, her
eyes somehow seemed almost almond shaped, and her eyebrows peculiarly
long and pointed. Her smile usually conquered Jean, but to-night it rather
irritated her that a girl with all the beauty and charm Barbara had should be
content to use it only for herself.

Jean turned toward the table where she was sitting", and gave the shade
on the electric light a push so as to get the light out of her eyes. She hesi-
tated. What was the use in saying anything more to Barbara when she
answered in that tone? The light, as she had turned it, fell full upon the
wall back of the big study table. For an instant Jean's eyes rested on the
calendar that she had hung. She read the line for the week idly :

"Speak thou the truth. Let others fence
And trim their words for pay :
In pleasant sunshine of pretense
Let others bask their day."

"Babbie," she said, with sudden resolution, "you are just plain-out lazy."

"Maybe I am." Barbara agreed.

"Well, it's a shame; a girl like you would accomplish wonders. Think
of it, Babbie, you are good looking and attractive, and have an extraordinary
amount of sense besides an unusual combination "

"Thank you," and Barbara bowed low.

"Oh, I don't mean to be complimentary. You needn't take it that way,"
Jean's tone was a trifle bitter. "In my estimation it's rather a reflection on
you that you are lazy and selfish enough to use them only for yourself.
Excuse me, Babbie, you are a dear to me, but that just makes me all the
madder because you never let other people see how unselfish yon can be."
Jean's tone had grown suddenly tender.

Barbara yawned and got off the bed.

"Not changing the subject at all, what time is it, Jean?"

"A quarter after five."

"And I have an engagement with Ruth to study German at five." She
went across to the table for her German book.

"Babbie," Jean said, catching her hand for an instant and looking up
into her face, "please wake up and show people what I know you can do."

Barbara stooped impulsively and kissed Jean. Caresses were rare with
her. Jean looked up, surprised, but Barbara only smiled.

"I'm still sleepy," she said, "but I hope I'm awake thanks to you
sufficiently, at least, to study German." She made a low bow and was gone.

Jean sat gazing through the window, as the soft pink of the sky faded
into grey, without knowing what she saw. Then, slowly, she turned back to
her Latin book

It happened down in Alice's room just a week later. Alice was watching
the candy. Most of the others, garbed in gay hues, had taken possession of
the two beds, all laughing, all talking at once. Only Jean sat in a low chair
near Alice and said nothing. It seemed wonderfully good to her just to sit
still and do nothing and think of nothing.

Alice's voice aroused her :

"Jean, will you watch the candy while I go see if I can borrow some
butter? I forgot all about it."

"I certainly will," Jean said, and rose, but wearily. She didn't remember
ever being so tired before. The other girls were talking and hardly noticed.

Somebody said something, everybody laughed, then the babel of voices
went on. Jean did not hear. It all sounded vague and far away. Then,
suddenly, Barbara gave the girl in front of her a push and sprang across the
room just in time to catch Jean as she fell.

The voices stopped, then began again in low, excited tones. There were
a dozen girls standing about Barbara with frightened faces. Barbara kept
her head and gave commands hurriedly :

"Alice, get some cold water, quick."

"You telephone Dr. Stuart."

"See if you can lift her on the bed "

But Jean did not open her eyes. She lay so still and white that Barbara
turned away quickly to gain control of herself, then began bathing her face.
Her eyes opened at last and she looked up dazedly into Barbara's face.
Barbara answered the question in her eyes.

"You are in Alice's room, Jean; you fainted."

It was not until after the doctor had come and had gotten Jean to bed
in her own room that Barbara finally managed to see the doctor alone.

"What is it?" she asked anxiously. "Is Jean going to be very sick?"

"She is just broken down," Dr. Stuart said. "She tried to do too much,
and she isn't strong, anyway. I'm afraid I'll have to put a stop to everything
but regular work this year."

Barbara was dressing quietly next morning, when she turned to find Jean
getting up.

"Go right back to bed this minute," Barbara ordered.

"But, Babbie, the Journal just has to go off to-day, and I've got to get
up and get it off. There is no one else to do it."

"I guess I can do it," and Barbara put on her high-and-mighty air.

"But. Babbie "

"Get back into bed this minute, Jean, and tell me what you want done and
I'll do it."

And she did. though it involved seeing a dozen or more people about a
dozen or more things, and sitting up "after lights" that night.

"You're a dear," Jean told her, "and it's going to be better than any of
them. They'll be wanting to give you the job instead of me."

It was the next day that Barbara, watching Jean's face, discovered that
something was the matter.

"What's the matter, dear?" she asked when she had Jean alone in the
room.

"I'm sorrv I look as badly as all that," Jean fenced.

"Tell me what's the matter, Jean," and Barbara looked her straight in
the eyes.

"Dr. Stuart said I'd have to give up all outside work, and and I just
can't." Jean's lips trembled.

"Why?" Barbara went straight to the point.

"Because there is no one else to do it. I just can't turn the journal over
to anybody, and those who could take it have too much work; and then
no one else would know how I wanted things done in my committee of
Y. W. I had everything all planned ; and Betty and I had decided how we
wanted everything on the program committee, and everything has got to be
done by next Saturday night for that, and a new member of the committee
can't possibly be elected until then, and, oh. it's impossible! No, it isn't at
all!" she contradicted herself. "Somebody else can do it just as well. I am
just foolish and want to do it myself. I'm interested in them all, and if some-
bod)' else has them I'll just be out of it all and never know how things are
working out or anything that's going on, and they are all dear to my heart.
You don't know how you get interested in things when you work at them."

"Jean, you just mustn't worry. You remember what Dr. Stuart said,"
Barbara reminded her.

"Of course I do, but it's easier said than done, and I don't see how I can
possibly get the work off my hands for two weeks, anyway."

"Why, what ought you to do first?" Barbara questioned.

"I ought to have a meeting of my committee of Y. W."

"When do they usually meet?"

"Just before supper."

"Who's on the committee?"

"Why, Alice March, Louise Kennon, and Marguerite " then, sud-
denly, Jean said, "What are you driving" at?"

"I'm going to have the meeting of the committee, of course," Barbara
smiled back.

"Do you mean to say that you propose to do these things for me?" Jean
was seeing clearly now.

"That's just what I intend."

"But, Babbie, you mustn't do it. You know you haven't time, with all
your work, and you'll just wear yourself out. There are plenty of other
folks who can do it. I'll ask Carolyn Lewis about taking it, and I know she
will. Maybe Katherine might do program committee for me, and the Journal
will manage some way."

Barbara smiled.

"What are you smiling" at?" Jean caught her by the hand and held her.

"At your utter inconsistency, Jean Lathrop."

And then they both laughed.

It was the spring of their Senior year and the night of the Intercollegiate
Debate. The great college auditorium was crowded until there was not even
standing" room left. There was an air of tense excitement over the crowd as
they awaited the return of the judges.

A man and a girl sitting near the back of the room were talking in low
tones.

"Who did you say the girl was the one who made the best speech on
the affirmative?"

"Oh, you mean Barbara Akin?"

"Yes, the one you used to say you'd like to wake up. What did make
her wake up?"

"Don't ask me. Oh, yes, her roommate got sick when she was beginning
her Junior year, and she did Jean's work for her, and that just showed every

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one how well she could do it, so they proceeded to give her all Jean's offices.
They're both Seniors now. Jean's awfully nice do you know her? A little
girl, not half as good looking, but everybody in school is crazy about her.
It is a queer friendship. Barbara is the most indifferent person you ever
knew.

"You said you knew Dorothy Mason, the other girl on the affirmative;

well, she " But stillness fell over the great assembly. The judges had

returned.

The first person on the stage to congratulate Barbara was Jean.

"O Babbie, it was splendid !" she cried, giving her a rapturous hug.
"You did wonderfully, just wonderfully."

"Miss Akin, let me congratulate you," some one interrupted.

Jean was in bed when Barbara finally found her again. Barbara tiptoed
in softly. So many people had stopped her, it had been hard to get back to
her room. She breathed a sigh of relief when she finally turned out the light
and crawled into bed. It was over at last. But sleep did not come after the
excitement, and she lay gazing out into the moonlight.

A faint sound came to her ears. Could it be a sob?

"Jean," she said, sitting up in bed, "Jean."

No answer.

Another moment and she had her arm about Jean trying to make her
lift her face to the light.

"You are not crying, Jean?" There was surprised tenderness in the
tone.

"Jean," she said again, wondering, dismayed, "you are not crying
because I won the debate?"

"No, it's not that." Jean sat up suddenly. "You don't think I'd cry
over that?" indignantly. "I'm glad, glad, glad because you won the debate.
It's just it's just because I haven't done anything at all for the college."
Jean had found her tongue at last. "It's just that while you've done all these
wonderful things I've been holding my hands, taking all the college could give
me, and not doing a thing except enjoying myself. There hasn't been a thing
I've done that "

"O Jean, Jean, dearest," Babbie had Jean in her arms now, holding her
tight, "don't you know that all I ever did was because of you? Don't you
know that I would never have done anything for the college, but for you?
Don't you know that I'm not the one who has done all that I've done that
it's been you, you, you. Why, Jean, didn't you know that?"

Sarah G. Hansell.

Locals

(We have been told that these following quotations would fit some of
Agnes Scott's well-known faculty members. What do you think?)

"Alan can live without learning and live without books,
But civilized man can not live without cooks."

"How she would hop after the grasshop' !"

"Who? Why? What? When? Where?"

"Why should I fear
When my doctor is near?"

"And Frensch of Paris she spake, ful fayre and fetysly."

"And as they listened, still the wonder grew
That one small 's' could whistle as his do !"

"We would all be as happy as brothers.
And a beautiful world it would be
Had it merely happened that others
Were only as perfect as we!"

D 10 fou Eve.1

FeeU Li K- Th'<?

anliestitucc ^ertrices

X Tuesday morning, the twenty-first of October, the chapel
services were given entirely over to the Seniors the
occasion being the donning of caps and gowns, the insignia
of Senior rank.

This occasion is always one of the chief events of the
college year, for every one not to mention the Seniors
themselves looks forward to the time when caps and
gowns shall appear to mark their wearers personages of highest class stand-
ing. And this year especial interest was shown when the Class of 1914, the
largest Senior class in the history of Agnes Scott, took one of the final steps
of their college career, in honor of which were held the beautiful chapel
services.

These services were unusually impressive this year, and, as the long line
of gowned Seniors, cap in hand, marched slowly into the chapel and took their
places upon the rostrum, all present seemed to feel that nothing could quite
equal being a Senior. A very fitting and beautiful talk, made to the class by
Dr. Gaines, followed by an appropriate address upon the origin and signifi-
cance of the caps and gowns, by Mr. Stukes, an honorary member of the
class, added to the beauty and solemnity of the occasion.

The Dean's bestowal of the cap upon each girl, as she knelt before her,
formed a fitting close to the services so often observed before at A. S. C, but
never more fittingly, and completed the most beautiful service of the year.

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XI. .Ji. A *'

"Miss Phi" had a little pet
William was his label
And every day she sent him
On a platter to the table !

Suggestion for a dentist's epitaph : "He's filled his last cavity."

A literary Freshman had taken a bulky MS. to the post-office to be
weighed for postage.

"This package requires letter postage," said the mail clerk, "because it
is first-class matter."

"Oh, thank you, sir," blushed the Freshman.

T. C. : AVhat is euphemism ?

L. M. M. : Well, it's calling that milk we had for breakfast cream!

Girl (to ticket agent): I want a round trip ticket home and back,
please.

Heard during exams : I've studied so hard that my wisdom tooth hurts,
and so I'm going to quit !

M. H. : I nominate Louise for editor.

R. H. : And I move it be made anonymous!

Ct)e jrire Drill

Ding! Dong!! Dell!!!
Beverly's at that bell !

Don't you want to know both how our fire drills at Agnes Scott usually
are and usually are not?

You are awakened in the "wee small hours" by a most unearthly sound;
you stop to think; it can't be the rising bell, and surely all the alarm clocks in
school haven't conspired against us ! Before you think further you are rudely
pulled out by a lieutenant of the Fire Brigade so you realize it is a fire drill.
With your slippers on the wrong feet if you are fortunate enough to have

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any (slippers, I mean!) and the hem of your kimono ungracefully draped
around your shoulders, you saunter out, thinking only of the warm bed you've
left, and hot of the possibility of its being a real fire. Every one marches
down to the lobby, fussing, and too sleepy to care what happens. But we
discover that the fussing is in vain, so every one shuts up : we do not keep
quiet because it is right, but because we are too sleepy to talk.

The roll is called, and those failing to come either pay a twenty-five cent
fine or get burned up according to theory. We are asked, no, commanded,
to "hurry next time." And then we are allowed to return to our rooms.
Several of the girls declare that they are always afraid a burglar has gotten
under the bed, so after returning from the drill they stand in the middle of
the room and just give one leap into said bed !

Xow you'll hear about the drill as it usually is not.

The gong is sounded with its usual amount of noise. Then, with the
accustomed amount of fussing and disorderly conduct, we descend to the
lobby. Suddenly there is a giggle followed by a smothered laugh, and then
there are some decidedly unsmothered ones. The excited Freshman near-by
whispered loudly :

"They were mean! They told those girls that it was a real fire, and so
now just look!"

And look we did! The center of attraction was two visitors and lo !
Mardi Gras in all her glory was not arrayed like one of these! The pajamaed
maiden, with the black furs and the green hat (on backwards), held in her
hands a Parisian gown, a bottle of Mary Garden perfume, and a tube of
Colgate's tooth paste. Her companion exhibited a young department store
on one arm, her hand bedight with jewels and dollars, which she squeezed bad
enough to make the eagles scream !

(The girls had been discussing a wedding in which one of their number
was to be "leading lady." )

M. P.: Linda, where are you going on your trousseau?

R. N. (in Bible I ) : Zacharias was the wife of Elizabeth.

M. B. (discussing the immigrant question) : Some of them even come
over in the peerage!

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This is a composite silhouette of the number of
girls who are asking the following questions :

I'd like some questions now to ask

Of things I've heard and seen;
Perhaps you'll think them very silly.

And me very green.

Every girl here has some brains;

They say that I have not,
And yet I'm bright enough to notice

Some things at Agnes Scott!

If a teacher and a student.

After prayers at night.
Camp in the parlor, talk for hours,

Do you think it's right?

Why should a man be physicist.

With lab his hours bore?
It seems he'd be a sailor lad

Doesn't he like the sea more?

Then, why is it the phone call book

Continuously holds this name :
"Main Decatur called Miss de G. ;

At once please answer same" ?

And when will Gertrude Briesnick loaf,

Be fast asleep at nine,
Forget to worry and to fret,

O'er problems deep to pine?

And when will Agnes Scott on gossip

Sternly put a ban ?
Will "Pope" e'er across the campus go

And not speak to a man?

I have a thousand other questions

At my finger-tips,
But for fear I'll try your patience.

Now I'll close my lips.

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Cfje jFfrst T5asker=13all aarnc of tlje gear

Oh-oh-oh oooooo aw aw ah rah !

Freshmen!

Rift raft triff trait.
Let's give the horse laugh
Haw! Haw! Haw!
Rali ! Rah ! Rah !
Juniors!

Razzle, dazzle, hobble, gobble.
Sis boom bah !

Soplwinore Sophomore,
Rah ! Rah ! Rah !

Pittard, Wells, Roberts, you.
Brown, Blue, McArthur, too,
Ki yi, hi yi hot, cold, wet, dry
Get there Eli !

Seniors!

And then some! What is it all about? Did anybody say anything about
class spirit.' Maybe '15 and '17 don't hate '14 and '16, but oh! there's the
whistle! Throats and ears can have a rest for ten short minutes while '14
and '15 "fight it out."

There's the whistle! "Foul, Senior over the line!" Silent prayers go
up that the ball won't go through the basket. Fate is for the other side, and
back it goes to the centers whistle Juniors make the basket score tie.
Oh ! there goes another basket for Seniors. Whistle again time end of
the first half of the agon)- for Seniors and Juniors.

Yells start again, and are stopped by the whistle, when '16 and excited
'17 take their places. "Sophomore overguarding!" "Put it in 's time!"
Back to the centers, over to the grandstand, into the hands of a Soph and a

Freshman, but "some softer" than formerly why? Didn't somebody say
that they saw Miss McKinney and Miss Almond go into a hair-dresser's
afterwards?

There goes that whistle again! And the rested Juniors and Seniors
come out to finish the battle. And just why did that old whistle have to blow
so soon and stop all of our fun when we had "just gotten into the game?"

Last, but not least, the Sophs and the Freshmen finish up their struggle,
the Sophomores coming out on top, but the Freshmen are all the more
determined to "get that next fame" !

Tell her not of slowful slumbers
That you've been to feasts galore,

For, should she hear it,

Dr. Sweet would cry: "No more!'

1. We will have ham for supper on the night of Wednesday, September
the sixteenth. "Miss Phi" will close the dining-room door at exactly twenty-
one and three-fourths minutes past six.

2. On the morning of September the seventeenth Miss McKinney will
frighten nine Freshmen into hysterics ; Dr. Sweet will administer aspirin to
same.

3. Freshmen will be requested to remain after prayers on Friday the
eighteenth to learn "why college life is worth living," conducted by
Dr. Gaines. After this they will adjourn to the society halls, where the old
girls will teach them to sing, "What's the Use?"

4. Then, "every morn for breakfast there'll be grits," and for recrea-
tion lessons!

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The Passing of "Percy"

Listen, oh, maidens, and you shall hear
The greatest excitement of all the year :
'Twas on Monday morning, exams in swing
(Doubtless you know of the fear they bring!).

College was fairly alive with life;
Physics, Astronomy safely past,
Terrible Trig was the very last,

Ending our moments of toilsome strife.
"Percy'' no longer a busy man
Honestly thought, as scientist can,
Campuses were not the place for him.
Firmly resolved, and with countenance grim,
He silently passed our horizon's rim.
Not a word he said as he left the town
With his new black suit and his suit-case brown.
And we wondered and worried for 'most a week.
While our fearful questions we dared not speak;
But with grim, silent dread spread the wild alarm,
From the Freshman Class even up to "Arm."
"On est Perci," said we, keeping back our tears ;
"He is wed or lost," answered gloomy fears.

You all know the rest, in the "extra" read
Of the anxious things that we thought and said ;
While the poster, too, showed our wishes kind,
And the searching band kept them all in mind,
With their lanterns bright and their faces grave,
Climbing trees to seek, with a purpose brave.

Then to college back came the wanderer home.
But he will not tell whither he did roam.
May he ne'er depart in such haste again.
For we can not live through the fear and pain.

Yet "writ in the legends of the past
Through all our history to the last,

In the hour of darkness and peril and need,"
When fearful hearts courage lack,

Let us keep still courageous in word and deed,
For "Percy," you know, came back !

C. B. J., '14.

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Advice from a Caterpillar

Chapter II

As she looked anx-
iously about she saw the
White Rabbit come trot-
ting back. She was mut-
tering to herself as she
walked :

"The Duchess, the
Duchess! Oh. my dear
paws ! She'll get me as
sure as 'gym' is 'gym.'
Where can I have left
them?"

Alice guessed in a
moment that she was
looking for the gloves,
and she good-naturedly
began hunting them. But
everything seemed
changed now. Before her
was a little door with "W.
Rabbit Sophomore" en-
graved on it. She went
in softly for fear she
would meet some one, and
looked about over the table for them. There seemed to be nothing there, how-
ever, but a large banner with "Down with Alice" upon it, and a bottle marked
"Fresh Spirit."

"Now we shall have some fun," she said. "If I drink this something
interesting is sure to happen." And no sooner had she clone so than she was
so large again that she was obliged to lie down to keep from bumping her
head. "I wish I hadn't drunk s<> much," she complained. "Fresh spirit
makes one so large."

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Sophomore Class

Class Colors : Blue and White Class Flower : White Rose

Motto: Age quod agis

OFFICERS

FIRST SEMESTER

KATHERINE LINDAMOOD President

ORA GLENN Vice-President

LOUISE WILSON Secretary and Treasurer

second semester

ORA GLENN President

ELIZABETH W1LLETT Vice-President

ALICE WEATHERLY Secretary and Treasurer

MEMBERS ON EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE

ORA GLENN
RAY HARVISON

Lillian Anderson
Lucile Boyd
Emmee Bran ham
Elizabeth Burke
Annie Cameron
Lorine Carter
Laura Cooper
Margaret Fields
Lucile Finney
Nell Frye
Eloise Gay
Ora Glenn
Evelyn Goode

Elizabeth Gregory
Maryellen Harvey
Ray Harvison
Katherine Hay
Charis Hood
Mahota Horn
Katherine Lindamood
Anne McClure
Lula McMurray
Dorothy Mustin
Louise Oberley

Margaret Phythian
Eva Powers
Malinda Roberts
Mary Glenn Roberts
Martha Ross
Anna Sykes
Magara Waldron
Elizabeth Walker
Pearle Waters
Alice Weatherly
Clara Whips
Elizabeth Willett
Louise Wilson

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The Class of 1916

With examinations over,

And our minds and pens both dry,
It seems almost a pity

For us Sophomores to try
To tell of our ambitions,

Of our hopes, our plans, our aims ;
Since some are quite unfinished,

And others without names.

But the Class of 1916

Has tried its very best.
And a few of its achievements

Will surely stand the test ;
For we've showed that on occasion

We could capture fresh, green goats,
At the same time sounding loudly

The peace theme through our notes.
We've been active in Y. W.,

In athletics we've done our share ;
And as for our Senior party

Ask any one who was there !

Still, now, on looking backward,

It is with some regret
That we think of all we might have done,

Of the many defeats we've met ;
And it's our determination

To make these next years, two,
Much better and more successful

By "doing what we do."

Louise Wilson.

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Sophomore Class History

NCE upon a time a very young and hopeful traveler set out
upon a journey through a country called Life, and by and
by she came to four mountains set in a row, each a little
higher than the last, and with a little plateau leading from
the top of each to the foot of the road up the next. The
name of the row, as you may guess, was College row, and
the names of the mountains. Freshman, Sophomore,
Junior, and Senior.

Up the side of each went figures. The roads up the first two looked
very pleasant near the beginning, but further on they grew rough and some-
times steep, and there were wearisome, barren-looking places ; those leading
to the tops of the second two seemed easier, and the figures traveling up them
appeared far less wearied by their climbing.

"Oh!" cried the girl at the foot, "surely there must be some other way
to the top of those high ones than by the little plateaux. That third hill looks
so interesting and so easy to climb.

"How did you get up there?" she called to the girls on its side.
The Junior girls turned and gave her a friendly, indulgent smile.
"Some are born great," they called back loftily, and, with a wave of the
hand, went on.

"Oh, dear!" sighed our traveler dismally, "I shall never get there," and
she looked over at the fourth hill.

"How did you get up there?" she called again.
The Seniors looked down and smiled, half amusedly.
"Some," they said with a little shrug of their shoulders, and without
stopping their leisurely pace, "some have greatness thrust upon them."
"Oh!" wailed the traveler, "that isn't for me! What shall I do?"
And she called at last to the girls on the second hill. They smiled back-
encouragingly.

"Some achieve greatness," answered the Sophomores.
"Oh!" cried the girl at the foot, "perhaps / may do that, too. How may
I join you, girls?"

"The only way is by Freshman Hill," they cried back, "but it isn't half
so bad when you've once started. Come on !"

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So she resigned herself at last to fate and joined the crowd toiling up
the lowest hill. At first the road led gently up, and there were pleasant stops
along the way, but higher up it was as she had seen rough and steep. Great
boulders rose up to be climbed, and often only little red zeros bloomed beside
the road. Some grew discouraged and turned back; some sat down to rest
and were left behind ; but most climbed bravely on.

"Age quod agis," they shouted to each other, and struggled on with
renewed energy.

And so, at last, they reached the top and gained a resting place on Vaca-
tion plateau. Very pleasant the stay there, and also very short, for all too
soon they were starting another weary climb.

But this time they knew better how to avoid unnecessary roughnesses,
and how to grapple wisely with the unavoidable. Up and up they toiled, and
though the sun grew hot and the way barren and steeper, they fought upward
together bravely, calling cheerily to each other, and extending helping hands
to the discouraged.

Then, one day, our traveler looked down and saw another standing at
the foot of the hills where she had stood not long before, and the question
borne up to her was the one she herself had asked.

"The only true greatness is achieved," she called back, "and the only way
up here is by Freshman Hill ; but the road isn't half so bad when you've once
started. Come on !"

Then she turned back to her companions.

"Come, girls !" she cried. "Yonder is the next plateau, and just beyond
is Junior Mountain. Age quod agis! Come! Why, we can accomplish any-
thing; we have tried and know we can, for are we not Sophomores?"

Lucile Finney.

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ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR

Continued from page 57.

She could hear the Rabbit outside calling: "Alice, Alice, let me in this
moment." Then came the pattering of feet, and some one tried to open the
door. The attempt proved a failure, and she heard it say: "I'll get through
the window."

"That you won't," said Alice, and after waiting until she fancied she
heard it outside, she gave a wild yell and grabbed into the air outside. There
was a crash and then a silence. At last came a scraping noise and the sound
of many voices. .Mice was so cramped she could hardly breathe, but she
stopped her gasps long enough to listen to what they said.

"Here's the other ladder. . . . No, tie 'em together first. . . .
Will the roof bear? . . . That I won't, then. . . . Here, Sue, the
Rabbit says you must take this water and throw it down the chimney."

This frightened poor Alice so that she began to shrink again. She looked
about for "Fresh Spirit," but it was gone, and soon she was small enough to
crawl out the door. She ran out and found quite a collection of things out-
side. They all made a rush at Alice, but she ran off as hard as she could, and
was soon quite safe.

"Now I'd like to be a nice size again," she said, as she sat and rested.
"I suppose I ought to take something, but the question is, what?"

There was a large mushroom growing near her, and she considered the
advisability of looking on the top of it. "For," she said, "any one so high up
as that ought to be able to tell me what to take." She stretched herself on
tiptoe and peeped over the edge and saw sitting there a large blue Caterpillar
reading a book and paying attention to no one. At last the Caterpillar laid
down the book and addressed her in a languid voice.

"Who are you?" it asked.

"I I hardly know just at present," said Alice, not very encouraged;
"I've changed so many times."

"Explain yourself," said the Caterpillar sternly.

"I can't explain myself,'' said Alice, "because I'm not myself, you see."

"I don't see," said the Caterpillar.

"Well, I can't do anything I thought I could," explained Alice in a
melancholy tone.

"Can you act?" asked the Caterpillar.

"I don't know "

Continued on page "jo.

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Junior Class

Motto : "Let us dare to do our duty, as we understand it"
Colors : Black and Gold
Flower : Daisy

OFFICERS

FIRST TERM SECOND TERM

MARY HELEN SCHNEIDER President MARGARET ANDERSON

ANNIS KELLY Vice-President MARY HYER

GERTRUDE BRIESNICK Secretary and Treasurer MARY KELLY

HENRIETTA LAMBDIN. Historian

NINUZZA SEYMOUR, Poet

KATE RICHARDSON, Class Member of Silhouette

Margaret Anderson
Beverley Anderson
Marion Black
Cherry Bomer
Martha Brenner
Gertrude Briesnick
Annie Pope Bryan
Ruth Cofer
Grace Goehegan
Jessie Ham
Mary Hamilton
Grace Harris

MEMBERS

Frances Kell
Annis Kelly
Mary Kelly
Sallie May King
Henrietta Lambdin
Lula Maddox
Mildred McGuire
Lucy Naive
Catherine Parker
Kate Richardson
Grace Reid
Mary Helen Schneider

Louise Hutcheson Ninuzza Seymour

Mary Hyer Frances West

Mary West

HONORARY MEMBERS

Miss Cady
Dr. Armistead

Miss Sevin
Dr. Olivier

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Briesexick

HuTCHESON

Brenner

Seymour

West

BOMER

M. Kellv

P. Bryan

Geohegan

M. West

Anderson

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A. Kelly Ham M. Anderson

Kell Schneider

Maddox Lambdin Black

Harris Hamilton Naive

Class Poem

Joyful years that blithely spread

Fruits of labor, and of gain.
Bright with dreams that hope has bred,

Dimmed by frugal share of pain ;
Like phantoms we have let you pass.

Will you not always renew
Your blessings on the Junior Class.

As divers duties we pursue?

In living learn, in learning live,

Our motto we would e'er uphold ;
And in the joy of service give

Life's fairest meaning, true and bold.
For what is more of virtuous beauty.

Or deemed more worthy of respect,
Than that "we dare to do our duty."

That sacred right strive to protect ?

Our Alma Mater, taught by thee.

We lind the kindred soul,
And recognize unerringly

The spirit's pure control.
Another truth scarce less we prize,

Xo lesson is so great,
And with its strength let courage rise :

"Obedience conquers, fate."

Ninuzza Seymour, '15.

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Junior Class History

URING the first week of September, 1911, there appeared on
the horizon a small, black cloud. Many people saw this
cloud and watched, with foreboding, as it grew and grew
to large proportions. At last, on the nineteenth of Septem-
ber, it came into contact with varying air currents, and,
being chilled, broke into a heavy shower. This shower
struck the campus of Agnes Scott as a deluge, where it
scattered in various directions ; some parts sinking below the surface, to
appear later; some gathering together, as a torrent, to make themselves
known at once.

The professors of the college were appalled at the sight of these drops
of water, for there were already so many on hand. However, they began,
uncomplainingly, the task of classifying and proving them. The different
specialists had been working for years on the supply of material on hand ;
some for one year ; some for two or three ; but they now turned most of
their attention to this new supply, and, indeed, it was needed, for after the
first days of arranging them it was very necessary to keep them from running
into the wrong channels. The first year was spent in directing the course of
this stream. This was rather difficult, for it always ran away with everything
in sight, particularly the things intended for rival classes. The second year
broadened it and taught it to receive kindly the other new drops without the
usual struggle, while the third was devoted to the guidance of younger
streams and the preparation for the last year, which was to make it a more
grand and noble stream.

This cloud had been made up of ordinary moisture, but coming through
the air and coming into contact with foreign bodies had changed the compo-
sition of some of the drops materially. Although different, these drops were
held together by surface tension under the class name of fifteeners.

On examination, many drops were discovered to be sweet, pure, and
sparkling. Some were known for their strength, remaining powerful after
experiencing various trials; others were renowned for their density, which
would admit no foreign matter. A few drops were small and fragile, and
these broke at the slightest touch, and others ran away to join more attractive
streams.

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Daily, however, tliese little drops of water expanded, and, by rare
methods, drew many others near them. By the principle of osmosis they
stretched out to absorb everything they came in contact with, becoming Agnes
Scott's most valuable and prized specimens. Now the long-awaited time has
come when Agnes Scott has poured out her offering to the world for the
year 1914, and she turns with renewed efforts and concentration toward the
stream of 1915. She watches it more carefully so as to reassure herself that
when it joins the great ocean of the world it will prove worthy of her name.

Henrietta Lambdin, '15.

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ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR

Continued from page 63.

"Ycm don't seem to know much, and that's a fact," it said.
"I might act a little, but I'm sure it won't be right," she ventured.
"Repeat 'Twinkle, Twinkle,' " commanded the Caterpillar.
Alice folded her hands and began :

"Twinkle, twinkle, Mr. Star,
How I wonder why you are
Not up in the clouds so high
Like a watchdog in the sky."

"Wrong from beginning to end," said the Caterpillar decidedly.
"1 don't think so," said Alice.

"You who are you?'' it asked again, which brought them back to the
beginning of the conversation.

"I think you ought to tell me who you are, first," remarked Alice gravely.
"Why?" asked the Caterpillar.

Continued on page 75.

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The Propylean Literary Society

"THE FORESTERS"

William Shakespeare
SATURDAY, MAY 3, 1913

DRAMATIS PERSONS

Sir Richard Lea Aileen Fisher

King Richard Ora Glenn

Walter Lea - Mary Hyer

Prince John Ruth Hicks

Sheriff of Nottingham Frances Dukes

Robin Hood - Laura Mel Towers

Friar Tuck Alvice Myatt

Little John Lily Joiner

Much Hallie Smith

Scarlet Bert Morgan

Abbot Cherry Bomer

Justiciary Margaret Phythian

Mercenary _ _ Helen Brown

Messenger Mary Pittard

Sailor _ Janie Rogers

Marian Pauline Bruner

Kate _ Isabel Norwood

Old Woman Cherry Bomer

foresters

Mary Pittard Genevieve McMillan

Mary Bryan Anne Montgomery

Janie Rogers Everett Frierson

spearmen

Mary Hyer
Elizabeth Willett
Anna Sykes

Scene: Sherwood Forest, College Campus

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The Mnemosynean Literary Society

PRESENTS

SHAKESPEARE'S TWELFTH NIGHT

SATURDAY. DECEMBER 6. 1913

CAST OF CHARACTERS

Viola Almedia Sadler

Sebastian Mary Helen Schneider

Duke of Orsino Effie Doe

Olivia : Henrietta Lambdin

Malvolio Alice Fleming

Sir Toby Belch Agnes Scott Donaldson

Sir Andrew Aguecheek Louise Ware

Maria Jeanette Victor

Antonio : Charlotte Jackson

Valentine Frances Thatcher

Fabian Sarah Hansell

.Feste Lottie May Blair

Sea Captain 1 Vallie Young WmxE

Friar \

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ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR

Continued from page jo.

"Well, I'd like to know why you're sitting on this mushroom," she said
sternly.

"To give advice, of course, stupid," it snapped. "If everybody minded
their own business the world would go around a great deal faster."

"Can't you give advice anywhere else?" she asked.

"Doesn't one have to be high up to give advice?" it answered crossly.
"You're very green."

"Well, you're just a Junior size yourself," returned Alice, measuring it
with her eye, "and I'm not green."

"Quite green," it repeated, and opened its book again.

As Alice walked away in disgust it called :

"Come back, I have something important to say."

She turned and came back.

"Keep your temper," said the Caterpillar.

"'Is that all?" asked Alice, swallowing her temper as best she could.

"No. Be very careful to behave before the Queen and King," and be-
fore she could ask it who they were the Caterpillar shook itself and crawled
away.

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"I didn't know there was a Queen and a King," said Alice, sitting dis-
consolately on a stool. "I'm sure I'll get frightened and forget how to
behave. I wonder which way I should go to get away from here."

"That depends a good deal on where you want to go," said a voice, and
looking up she was startled at seeing a cat sitting on the bough of a tree a
few yards off. It was grinning from ear to ear, but it had very long claws
and very many teeth, and she felt that it ought to be treated with respect.

"I was just wondering," she began timidly, "which way I really ought to
go."

"Are you to go at all?" said the Cheshire Cat. "That's the first question,
you know."

"Well, of course," agreed Alice, looking at its curious grin, "but if I
stay here I won't know how to behave when the Queen and King find me."

"In that case," said the Cat, waving its right paw, "you want to go in
the right direction."

Alice saw for the first time that a path led straight to the right from
where she stood. On one of the trees hung the sign "Y. W. C. A., 6:30 on
Sunday."

"But this isn't Sunday," she said.

"Right, as usual," said the Cat, and vanished.

Alice was not much surprised at this ; she was getting well used to queer
things happening. While she was still looking at the place it had been, it
suddenly appeared again.

"Do you play hockey to-day?" it asked.

"I'm not sure I know how," said Alice.

"It's easy," said the Cat. "Game at four," and vanished again.

This left Alice quite alone. She was just debating whether or not she
should try to follow the Caterpillar, when the sound of several voices, com-
ing from behind a great clump of trees, caught her attention, and she turned
to see what was happening. She had not walked far when she caught sight
of a strange trio. There was a table set out under a tree and a March Hare
and a Hatteress were sitting on one side of it talking angrily, while between
them sat a Dormouse, fast asleep.

"You're wrong, you're wrong" they cried when they saw her coming.
Continued on page 8$.

Cabinet of the Young Women's Christian Association

Grace Harris President

Lottie May Blair Vice-President

Annis Kelly

Helen Brown Secretary

Mary Brown Assistant Secretary

Treasurer

CHAIRMEN OF COMMITTEES

Marguerite Wells Religious Meetings Mary Hamilton Association News

Ruth Blue Bible Study Mary Pittard => 0ClaL

Rosa Hill Mission Study Charlotte Jackson.

Lottie May Blair Membership Conference and Convention

Ora Glenn Mus,c

The Young Women's Christian Association

X view of the fact that the Young Women's Christian
Association of Agnes Scott College has as its aim the
physical, social, mental, and spiritual development of every
girl, we may well say that it is the most important feature
of campus life.

We have an enrollment of one hundred and ninety-
nine members a larger number than in any previous
year and we are truly blest in being able to say that these members are
earnest, willing, and enthusiastic supporters of the interests of the Associa-
tion. The committee work has gone steadily forward. There are one
hundred and sixty-six students engaged in Bible Study, one hundred in
Mission Study, showing some improvement over previous records. The
budget has been increased to seven hundred and ten dollars, and the spirit of
good comradeship and interest in others is being promoted. This spirit is
demonstrated in the interest and influence of various conferences and con-
ventions where we have been represented during the past year, and from which
we have received untold inspiration and encouragement to "press toward the
mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus."

We realize that we have fallen short of our aim, but we recognize, also,
the power of the Spirit in the success that has been granted us, and we thank
God for the goodness and mercy that have followed us in all our attempts "to
bring every girl to Christ, to build her up in Christ, to send her out for
Christ."

Grace E. Harris, 'IS.

"Miss Agnes" at Blue Ridge

Time: June. 1913 Place: Black Mountain, N. C. Girls: "Miss Agnes"

Scene: Agnes Scott Cottage, 9 p. m. Inspiration: Log fire

Refreshments: Marshmallows, fudge, and "Beech-Nut"

Owed to "the Rookery"

I fain would Carroll now a lay,

Although 'tis neither great nor big.
I Guess 'twill sound quite frivolous

To minds intent on things like Trigg;
And yet the joy has never Cioyd

Those thoughts of days now long since past,
Of hours we spent in shady Dail,

But Million Wonders can not last !

When maidens as the days flew by

Could see on every side a King,
In Billiard, Johnson, and McBridc,

Whose praises now I gladly sing ;
In Morgan as he carried mail.

In Shaeffer, Alexander, too,
In fact, we owe you each our thanks,

And so, O "Rookies," here's to you !

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The Agnes Scott Cottage at Black Mountain,
North Carolina

OW I wish I could make you see the Agnes Scott Cottage
as we saw it late that June afternoon, but I believe, after
all, I'd rather you had seen it a day or two later when we
had "fixed up." It was just to the left of Robert E. Lee
Hall the big hall with great white columns that can be
seen hollowed in the mountains, almost across the valley
below. You run down by a path past the auditorium,
across a long rustic bridge, up a little way, and you reach a cottage with an
Agnes Scott pennant over the door an attractive little cottage with a red
roof. Just inside there is a big room with a huge stone fireplace. There are
rag rugs and sofa cushions, and lanterns for lights. For decorations there
are daisies and mountain laurel in pitchers. On all sides, rooms open out,
with two cots each, a chiffonier and a table, and you'd find trunks filling up
every available nook and girls in every other place.

There are visitors all day long ours is the first cottage finished, and the
first one filled with girls. The people come from R. E. Hall and the tents all
day, and in that way we are able to get acquainted. But one of the nicest
times of all the day is after the last meeting at night, when we gather together
again for our Delegation Meeting.

Let's suppose it was one of the cold nights when we gathered around the
log fire in the big chimney. A rug, hung over die front door, keeps out the
cold air. A lantern hangs from the ceiling, but the girl with the small Testa-
ment in her hand sits on a rag rug in front of the hearth, leaning forward to
read by the light of the fire. There are girls on cots, lounges, trunks, and
floor, but stillness falls on them all as the reading begins.

One of the best things of all about the Agnes Scott Cottage is the way
it binds the girls themselves together, teaching them to know and feel closer
to each other in a common purpose.

The Delegation

Miss Clara Hasslock, Chaperon

Grace Harris Ruth Hicks

Lula White Mary Pittard

Mary Kelly Lottie May' Blair

Charlotte Jackson Ruth Blue

Mary' Brown Ora Glenn

Sarah Hansell

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The Student Volunteer Convention

December 31, 1913 January 4, 1914

ICKET to Kansas City? All right, ma'am." "You're going
to Kansas City? I'm so glad to meet yon. Just isn't it
going to be fine?" "Train an hour and a half late? Let's
walk up to Brown & Allen's while we're waiting." Such
was the atmosphere of the Old Station in Atlanta on the
morning of December 30. Such a cheerful-looking crowd
of young men and women, bearing variously tagged suit-
cases and an assortment of heavy coats, as was the Georgia delegation to the
Seventh Quadrennial Convention of the Student Volunteer Movement! And
the special car to Nashville, where, by the way, we almost lost some of our
party, and a special train from Nashville to Kansas City, carrying the dele-
gates from Georgia, Florida, Alabama, and Tennessee wasn't it great?
"Delegate" was the magic word which made friendships spring up quickly;
"delegates" grew to know each other very soon. There were gatherings of
state and section groups, and college songs and yells awoke many a sleepy
town out in Missouri. A beautiful, friendly spirit pervaded the entire train
from engine to observation car.

And then, when we entered Kansas City and found ourselves a wee, wee
part of a big, big crowd of people, it would have taken our breath away if
there had not been, somehow, a friend for every wee part. Questions about
where to go and what to do were answered before asked. And when, on

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Wednesday night, we found ourselves in the Convention Auditorium with
five thousand other people, wasn't it wonderful to hear the Lord's Prayer as
it arose from that immense throng of earnest men and women? Didn't we
feel that we were to see a great and inspiring vision before the Convention
closed? And this vision we did see growing larger from day to day as we
heard Drs. Mott, Speer, Eddy. Zwemer, and Secretary Bryan testify to the
omnipotence of the message of Christ. Representatives from China, Japan,
Korea, Africa, and India told us of Christianity's progress in their countries.
We were reminded of our undeserved opportunities and their attendant
responsibilities, and constantly it was impressed upon us that to do effective
work for Christ in foreign countries, America must present a strong, really
Christian home base.

From the moment of arrival in Kansas City to our departure early Mon-
day morning, there was not an idle moment. A hurried breakfast, a rush for
seats in Convention Hall to which our "red tickets, please!" entitled us a
lunch downtown, a meeting at one of the churches until time to hurry to our
hostesses for dinner, back to Convention Hall to sit spellbound while great
messages were delivered, and then home to try to digest all the mental food
received during the day, and, while trying, to fall asleep such was our daily
program. A wide-awake, consecrated, earnest, unselfish spirit characterized
each session, and when we had to leave and were on our way home this spirit
was still manifested in serious conversation, group meetings, and in never-to-
be-forgotten gatherings of all members of our party in one car the evening
before our arrival in Atlanta. Getting back to every-day work was the least
bit hard, but our only regret was that every girl in Agnes Scott could not be
with us. It was simply great.

O. M G., '16.

SILHOUETTE

Georgia Students' Missionary League

ANDREW COLLEGE
Cuthbert, Georgia

delegates

Louise Halliburton Ethel McKay

Irene Havis Sue McEachern

Mildred Holmes Kathleen Kennedy

Miss McCord, Chaperon

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Georgia Students' Missionary League

X the morning- of October 27. 1913, the ding!! ding!! of
seven alarm clocks, all set for five an unearthly hour
waked seven girls, not to the usual odious task of preparing
eight o'clock classes, but to a joyful day of experience and
anticipation, a day long looked for and longed for.

Let it suffice to say that we landed at Cuthbert, where
the League was convening, at five o'clock that afternoon
every one tired, but happy and chicken for supper. "Warm Reception and
Royal Hospitality" does not begin to express it. Receptions, (linings, and all
that it took to make us have the most enjovable time imaginable, were not
lacking.

From the very first meeting of the convention the evening of October
27th, an enthusiastic spirit for missions was aroused. From then on, every-
one seemed to be of one mind and one heart. We girls of Agnes Scott can
never forget the addresses and appeal made in behalf of missions by such
men as Dr. Vanhoose, Mr. Ramseur, Mr. Guess, and many more. They
were "eye-openers" and inspiring.

It was with a feeling of keenest regret that we realized that we were
holding our last service. This feeling of regret, however, was counter-
balanced by an overpowering sense of joy when, on the last night, October
29th, so many volunteered to give their lives and service to the Master in the
mission field. The singing of the song, "Blest Be the Tie That Binds,"
brought to a close one of the most beneficial and inspiring meetings ever held,
and we returned with glad hearts glad because it was our privilege to go,
and glad because we could bring back in our hearts the wonderful inspiration
gained.

THE S E

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ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR

Continued from page jJ r .

"No such thing." said Alice indignantly, and sat down in a large arm-
chair at one end of the table.

"Your hair wants curling." said the Hatteress. She had been looking at
Alice with great curiosity.

"Personal remarks are in bad form," said Alice with some severity.

The Hatteress opened her eyes very widely, but all she said was :

"Is a raven like a grandfather's clock?"

"Come, we shall have some fun now," thought Alice. "I'm sure I can
debate. I don't believe it is," she added out loud.

"Do you mean you think you can prove it?" said the March Hare.

"Exactly so," said Alice.

"Then you should say what you mean." the March Hare went on.

"I do,'' said Alice. "At least. I mean what I say that's the same thing,
you know."

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"Not a bit," said the Hatteress. "You might as well say, 'I cry when I
flunk' is the same as 'I flunk when I cry.' "

"Or 'I breathe when I talk' is the same as 'I talk when I breathe,' " said
the March Hare.

"It is with you," said the Hatteress cuttingly, and they all were silent
for a moment.

"You have ten minutes to prove it," said the Dormouse, waking at
the unusual silence. They all looked at Alice, so she began to talk loudly.

"Well, a raven says 'more' " explained she.

"When?" asked the March Hare.

"Quoth the raven, 'Nevermore,' " said Alice, very glad she remembered
her English.

"What does a grandfather's clock say?" sniffed the Hatteress.

" 'Forever-never-never-forever,' " explained Alice.

"Then they're 'ever' alike," announced the Hatteress.

"No, they're 'never' alike," answered Alice, at which the Dormouse
called "Time," and the March Hare dipped her watch in the water pitcher.

"How does she know, she's been asleep?" exclaimed Alice.

"Thev all go to sleep," sighed the Hatteress sorrowfully. "You can't
blame them."

"Who keeps time?" Alice asked.

"You don't know time very well," said the Hatteress, "or you wouldn't
talk about keeping him."

"He flies," said the March Hare. "I dare say you never kept him."

"I used to beat time," answered Alice cautiously, "but I never kept it
very well, though I had a calendar."

"Ah, that accounts for it!" said the Hatteress. "He won't stand beat-
ing. Now if you only stood on good terms with him "

"He won't stand," said Alice.

"This isn't your debate," snapped the March Hare.

"Who asked your opinion?" asked Alice.

"Who's making personal remarks now?" the Hatteress asked tri-
umphantly.

This was more than Alice could bear, so she got up and walked off in
great disgust.

"It's the stupidest I ever was at in all my life," she said, as she picked
her way through the underbrush.

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The Intersociety Debate

May 27, 1913

ITH the coming of Commencement came the excitement over
the yearly debate between the Mnemosynean and Propylean
literar)' societies, the flying green and white, and blue and
gold colors, the long lines of girls, all eager, all expectant.
And this time the four debaters rose to argue the
question: "Resolved, that no tolls should be paid by the
American coastwise vessels in the Panama Canal." The
four "fair debaters" were Emma Pope Moss and Emma Jones for the
negative side of the question and also for the Propylean Literary Society,
and Charlotte Jackson and Sarah Hansell for the affirmative and Mnemosy-
nean side.

Margaret Roberts presided, and Laura Mel Towers acted as secretary
of the occasion.

The debaters spoke in the following order : Charlotte Jackson, first,
followed by Emma Jones ; next, Sarah Hansell, and last, the second speaker
for the negative, Emma Pope Moss. Charlotte Jackson made the rebuttal
for the affirmative, Emma Pope Moss for the negative.

The judges withdrew. Excitement was at high pitch. After what
seemed hours to some of those present, the judges returned.

The negative wins. The whole school rises to congratulate their
speakers the Propvleans for then victory, the Mnemosyneans for their brave
fight.

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Intercollegiate Debate

Agnes Scott College
versus

H. Sophie Newcomb Memokial College

of THE

Tulane University of Louisiana.

Held in New Orleans, March 27, 1914.

PROPOSITION
'The Federal Government slwuld acquire and operate the telegraph systems of the country.'

AFFIRMATIVE
Agnes Scott College :

Mary Helen Schneider, '15
Emma Jones, '16

Marguerite Wells, '14. Alternate

NEGATIVE
Newcomb College:

Gladys Gihbens, '14
Margaret Faules, '14

Louise Berry, 'IS ) ,,,

J ', Alternates
Adele Drouet, 17 \

WINNER
Agnes Scott College, by unanimous decision

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The Calendar for 1913-1914

-Ethel McKay opens college.

-New girl insists on "tipping" Mr. Stukes for carrying her suit-
case.

-Classification rush. Miss McKinney takes Miss de Garmo for a
Freshman.

-Classes begin also crushes !

-One Freshman phones Miss Hopkins for permission to take a bath
while another goes to "Mrs." Sweet to be measured.

-Y. W. C. A. Reception "Yes" and "No" contest tiny bags of
candy.

-Mr. Stukes organizes Sunday school.

-Y. W. C. A. lawn party.

-Gold and blue, green and white ribbons float over the campus.

-Propylean Opera Company has its opening night in the gym-
nasium.

-Xew girls take tea at the Ansley with the Mnemosyneans.

-The "Evening Star" commands Mr. Stukes not to whistle on the
campus.

-M. L. S. flower party "forget-us-not."

-Freshmen test the Propylea "Gates to Learning."

OCT.=

Oct. 1 The strain is over rushing season is past history.

Oct. 2 Faculty basket-ball practice proves a circus.

Oct. 3 Mr. Stukes decides that Senior Class meeting is "no place for a
minister's son."

Oct. -1 Seniors celebrate theater privilege and fill up the "peanut" of the
Atlanta.

Oct. 5 Mr. Armstrong tells us good-bye.

Oct. 9 Freshmen are dosed with castor-oil and cold cream, and the Sophs
are seen "as others see them." Rebekah Scott watches the
beginning outside No. 6 in the wee hours of the morning.

Oct. 11 Lula Maddox tells Bible 3 that "St. Peter was sitting on his roof
waiting for his dinner."

Oct. 18 Senior Class begin their parties early.

Oct. 21 Investiture Day. Seniors trail around in caps and gowns and
Senior dignity.

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Nov . 3-Miss Smith is initiated into that often "love"' game-tennis.
Nov . 6-Regular basket-hall practice begins and several new "stars" come

out.
Nov 7_"Sh! Isn't that the hall president?"

j vy. B. "Yes, but it's Helen Brown."
Nov 10-Sarah Hansell appears in Senior cap minus gown-wild dash for

R. S. H.
Nov. 13 Seniors take off faculty in "Mock Faculty Meeting."
Nov 15-Agnes Scott disturbs the "peanut" weeping over "Little Women' '
Louise H. wails out that she can stand the death scene , but sh.
simply can't stand for Jo to refuse Laune-and lech is
slightly amused.
Nov. 17-"The Firefly" fills us with sympathy. M. I. P.'s latest expression:

"Dear me, I am upset!"
Nov. 20 Epidemic of ptomaine poisoning.
Nov. 22-Seniors have at least one remarkable party-plans for summer and

a guessing contest of noble thoughts.
Nov 25-Thanksgiving turkeys confiscated. For a few days Dr. Sweet and

Miss McKinnev seem particularly well fed.
Nov. 29-Mrs. Gaines gives an "Evening with the Old South" to both liter-
ary societies.

DEEEHBER

Dec. 6 Mnemosyneans present their annual Shakespeare play, "Twelfth
Night.'"

Dec. 13 Semiannual Glee Club Recital.

Dec. 16 Faculty Christmas party in the dining-room. Who said noise?

Dec. 17 Agnes Scott packed up.

Dec. 18 No one knows anything except that her train leaves at !

Dec 19 Desolation reigns except for the few who remained during the
holiday.

Dec. 27 to Jan. 1 Cleaning days at A. S. C.

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Jan. 2 "Eats" and Christmas presents appear.

Jan. 3 Rather demoralized classes meet, and midyears begin to prey upon
our minds, but the "Blue Bird" may help us out.

Jan. 5 Fried oysters for supper.

Jan. 6 R. S. H., 35. acquires a Senior lamp. Perhaps west wing, 2d
floor, will be quiet and Alary Ferguson can sleep.

Jan. 7 We dream on Edith Brown's wedding cake. And on the seventh
day ?

Jan. 9 Gym floor puts off match basketball games.

Jan. 13 Cram exam flunk trunk. "Old, but true."

Jan. 1-1 Freshmen start studying in bathrooms at 4:30 a. m. G. D. B.,
for a change, uses Senior lamp while the rest of the world is
wrapt in slumber.

Jan. 15 "I'm simply petrified," is the moss-covered remark employed by
every one even Seniors.

Jan. 17 "Miss Agnes" learns how to work "Within the Law."

Jan. 19 Disappointment over "Peggy."

Jan. 23 "On est Percy?"

Ian. 25 Great relief in atmosphere over end of exams!

Jan. 26 Report that two Seniors flunked. When it proved to be false the
sighs -were mighty enough to move mountains.

Jan. 27 Ein Reise durch Deutschland Professor Maclean.

Jan. 31 Y. W. C. A. birthday party.

Feb. 2 To be or not to be tbat is the question. Whether it is nobler to
suffer or refrain from Brown & Allen's and remain on the
campus. ( V-a-c-c-i-n-a-t-i-o-n-s ! )

Feb. 3 "Have you any second-hand books left?"

Feb. -I Fire gong in R. S. H. Hats, furs, purses, and gym shoes carried
clown by pajama-clad, boudoir-capped visitors.

Feb. 7 Match games at last Seniors and Sophomores won.

Feb. 1-1 Dr. Armistead witnesses fire drill in Main Building. Silhouette
Staff celebrate the departure of the annual with general hysterics.

Feb. 21 More match games. Y. W. C. A. birthday party.

Feb. 22 George Washington Scott's birthday and on Sunday but ! !

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The Queen's Garden

Chapter III

It was while she was stumbling along this way that she came upon the
beautiful garden she had seen before. The gate stood just as it had, but it
looked rather dilapidated, and. to her disgust, the beautiful flowers were all
along the edge, and the center was all bare. Near the gate were three
painters busily painting a sign on a large board.

"Look out, Five ! Don't go splashing paint over me like that," she heard
one of them say.

"I couldn't help it," said Five in a sulky voice, "Seven jogged my
elbow " Just then her eye chanced to fall on Alice, and she checked her-
self suddenly.

"Would you tell me, please," said Alice a little timidly, "why you are
painting that sign?"

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"Why, the fact is," said Two in a low voice, "the Duchess told us to
paint this bulletin-board for the game, and we were doing our best before she
comes."

"Who's the Duchess?" asked Alice.

"Haven't you seen her?" asked Seven. "She's rather older than we
Senior, you know. You'll know her, she affects very peculiar hats and
gowns it's the Queen's orders."

At this moment, Five, who had been looking anxiously across the
garden, called :

"They're coming," and flattened herself against the hedge.
First came the players, next the Duchess, talking earnestly to the Rabbit,
who was smiling at everything she said ; next came the Queen and King,
with the whole rest of the pack behind.

When the procession came opposite to Alice they all stopped and looked
at her.

"Who is this?" the Queen asked the Knave, who only smiled in reply.
"My name is Alice, so please your majesty," said Alice very politely.

The Queen of Clubs,
who had been standing
near, broke in :

"C an you play
hockey?" she asked, look-
ing over the Queen's
shoulder.

"Yes," answered

Alice, looking at the
Queen rather doubtfully.
"Get to your places,"
shouted the Queen in a
voice of thunder, and the
players began running
about in all directions,
tumbling against each
other.

Alice thought she
had never seen such a
hockey game in her life.
The field was all hills and
mud, and the grass hid
Continued on page 101.

Athletic Association

OFFICERS

HELEN BROWN President

ROSA HILL Vice-President

MANAGER TENNIS ASSOCIATION

JULIE MacINTYRE Secretary and Treasurer

MARY PITTARD Manager Basket-Ball

ESSIE ROBERTS Manager Swimming

AGNES SCOTT DONALDSON Manager Hockey

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Hockey Club

Ruth Blue

Beverley Anderson

Agnes Scott Donaldson
Ernestine Theis
Hallie Smith

Julia Anderson
Mary Xeff
Annie Tait Jenkins
Frances Kell

Vallie Young White
Gjertrude Amundsen
Rita Schwartz
Elizabeth DeWald
Grace Harris
Isabelle Dew
Helen Brown
Elizabeth Evans
Marguerite Wells

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Annie Kyle, Captain

LINE-UP

Ernestine Theis } c j

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Patty Monroe \

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Mildred Hall )

Gjertrude Amundsen 1 r , nt

Isabelle Dew J centers

substitutes

Lilly Currell Elizabeth Kinnear

Ruth Nisbet

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Sophomore Basket-Bali Team

Katharine Lindamood, Captain

LINE-TJP

Alice Weatherly } Forwards

Katharine Lindamood \

Julie MacIntyre } _ Guards

Evelyn Goode \

Corinne Briggs ] Centers

Maryellen Harvey \

Elizabeth Gregory _ Substitute

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Isabel Norwood, Captain

LINE-UP

Janie Rogers | Forwards

Almedia Sadler )

Grace Harris 1 Guards

Gertrude Briesnick \

Mary Helen Schneider ] Centers

Isabel Norwood j

Frances West Substitute

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Essie Roberts
Marguerite Wells

Zollie McArthur, Captai

LINE-UP

.Forwards

Helen Brown
Zollie McArthur

Martha Rogers .

Ruth Blue
Mary Pittard

Centers

Substitute

Guards

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Continued from page 04.

the ball whenever it got near her. The sticks were live flamingoes, and the
ball a small, lively little rat, that kept unrolling itself, at which the players all
ran to the other part of the field and occupied the time in quarreling. The
players all played at once, fighting over the ball, and the Queen could be heard
calling: "Off with her head!"

Alice was looking about for some way to escape, when she heard a small
voice near her say :

"It's a rather fine day, isn't it?" It was the Queen of Clubs.

"I hadn't noticed," answered Alice, tucking her flamingo under her arm.

"How are you getting on in the game?" asked the Queen, smiling
sweetly.

"I don't think they play at all right," complained Alice. "You've no idea
how confusing it is."

"How do vou like the Duchess?" was the next question she asked, as she
led Alice to one side, where they were out of the game.

"I don't know her at all," answered Alice. "Where is she?"

"Sh " said the Club Queen, "she's under sentence of restriction."

Alice look about uneasily.

"What about?" she asked.

The Club Queen lowered her voice. "She flirted with the King," she
whispered.

"I'm not surprised " said Alice, but just then she noticed that the

Duchess was near, so she went on : " that he should want to."

The Duchess smiled and tucked her arm through Alice's.

"You can't think how glad I am to see you again, you dear old thing,"
said she, as she led Alice off through a gate in the hedge.

Alice was glad to find her so pleasant, but she couldn't think where she'd
ever seen her before.

"You're thinking about something, my dear," said the Duchess. "I can't
exactly tell you the moral of that, but I shall remember it in a bit."

"Perhaps it hasn't one." Alice ventured.

"Tut, tut. child," answered the Duchess, "everything's got a moral if
you only can find it." She squeezed up closer to Alice's side.

Alice didn't much like this, because the point of the Duchess' cap caught
in her hair, which made it very uncomfortable.

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"The game doesn't seem to go on very well," she said by way of con-
versation.

Tis so," said the Duchess, "and the moral of that is, 'Oh, it takes a
little rain with the sunshine to make the world go round.' "

"Somebody said," whispered Alice, "that it's done by everybody minding
their own business."

"Very true," said the Duchess. "And the moral of that is, 'Look before
you leap.' "

"Only one doesn't often leap," said Alice.

"Right, as usual," said the Duchess, "and the moral of that is 'Man was
not made to live alone.' "

Alice considered the question a moment.

"Thinking again?" the Duchess asked, scraping her cap through Alice's
hair.

"I've a right to think," said Alice sharply.

"About as much," said the Duchess, "as Seniors have to flunk. And
the m "

But here, to Alice's surprise, her voice died away, and the Duchess began
to tremble. There stood the Queen, regarding them with a frown like a
thunderstorm.

"Now I give you fair warning," shouted the Queen, "either you or your
privilege must be off in half no time."

The Duchess took her choice and was gone in a minute.

"Let's go on to the game," suggested Alice, thoroughly frightened.

"It's over." said the Queen. "Every one's under sentence. Have you
seen the Mock Turtle yet?"

"No," answered Alice.

"Come on, then." said the Queen, and she called over the hedge to the
Club Queen : "Here, come and take this young lady to hear the Mock
Turtle's history. I must be off and see about the trial."

"It's all a fancy," said the Club Queen. "She never executes any one.
Come on."

"Every one says 'Come on' here," thought Alice. "I never was so
ordered about in all my life before."

Senior Class, 1914

OFFICERS

FIRST TEEM

MARY PITTARD President

SARAH HAXSELL Vice-President

MILDRED HOLMES Secretary and Treasurer

second term
LOTTIE MAY BLAIR President

THEODOSIA COBBS Vice-President

RUTH BLUE Secretary and Treasurer

CHARLOTTE JACKSON - Poet

MARGUERITE WELLS Prophet

THEODOSIA COBBS Historian

LOUISE McNULTY Testator

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BERTHA MATHESON ADAMS

M. L. S.

Pine Apple, Alabama

Class Treasurer, '12; Doorkeeper M. L. S.,
'10; Librarian M. L. S., '13-'14; Honorable
Mention in Mathematics, '11-'12; Member of
Mathematics Club, '13-'14; Y. W. C. A. Poster
Committee, '10-11; V. W. C. A. Mission
Study Committee, '13-'14; Art Student, '10-
'11, 11-12. '12-'13. 13-14.

"A peace above all earthly dignities,
A still and quiet conscience."

LOTTIE MAY BLAIR

M. L. S.

Monroe, North Carolina
"Lott"

Finance Committee of Y. W. C. A., '10-'ll ;
Chairman Intercollegiate Committee of Y. W.
C. A., '11-'12; Class Secretary, '11; Assistant
Business Manager of Aurora, '11-' 12 ; Corre-
sponding Secretary of M. L. S.. '11; Class
Historian, '11-'12; German Club. '11-'13;
First Lieutenant R. S. H. Fire Department.
'11-'12; M. L. S. Play, '11; Secretary of
Y. W. C. A., '12-'13; Business Manager of
Aurora, '12-'13; Secretary of M. L. S., '13;
Junior Representative of Executive Com-
mittee, '13; M. L. S. Play, '12; R. S. H. Hall
President, '12-'13; Governor North Carolina
Club, '12-'13; Toastmistress Junior Banquet.
'13; Delegate to Y. W. C. A. Convention, Blue
Ridge, N. C, '13; Captain R. S. H. Fire De-
partment. '12-'13; Vice-President of Y. W.
C. A., '13-'14; Chairman Membership Com-
mittee of Y. W. C. A., '13-'14; Senior Repre-
sentative of Executive Committee, '13-'14;
M. L. S. Play, '14; Secretary and Treasurer
Sunday School, T3-'14; Associate Editor-in-
Chief of Silhouette. '13-'14; President of
Senior Class, '14.

"Then she will talk good gods! how she
will talk."

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RUTH GRAHAM BLUE
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Union Springs, Alabama

Junior Basket-Bail Team; M. L. S. Play,
'12-'13; Alabama Club; Delegate to Y. W.
C. A. Convention, Black Mountain, N. C, '12-
'13; Delegate to Students' Conference, Rome,
Ga., '12-'13; Bible Study Committee, '12-'13;
Tennis Club, '12-'13, '13-14; Glee Club, '12-'13;
Chairman Bible Study Committee, '13-'14;
Delegate Y. W. C. A. Council, Gainesville,
Ga. ; Hockey Club, '13-'14; Senior Basket-
Bali Team;" Pan-Hellenic, '12-'13, '13-'14;
Assistant Business Manager of Silhouette ;
Committee on Revising Constitution.

"As good be out of the world as be out of
fashion."

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FLORENCE BRINKLEY

M. L. S.

Decatur, Georgia

day student

'The mildest manners with the bravest mind."

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HELEN MOWBRAY BROWN

Chattanooga, Tennessee

Class President, '10; Treasurer P. L. S., '10;
Mission Study Committee, '10-'ll ; Class Presi-
dent, '11; Censor P. L. S., '11; Religious
Meetings Committee, '11-'12; Treasurer Ger-
man Club, '11-'12; Basket-Bali Team, Tl-'12;
Tennis Club, '11-'12; Secretary and Treasurer
Athletic Association, '12-'13: Chairman Pro-
gram Committee P. L. S., '12-'13; Tennis
Championship Doubles, '13 ; President of Ger-
man Club, '13-'14; President of Athletic Asso-
ciation, '13-T4; Secretary Y. W. C. A., '13-
'14; President Teachers' Training Class, '13-
'14; Basket-Ball Team, '13-T4; Hockey Club,
"13-14 ; Vice-President P. L. S., '13; Presi-
dent P. L. S., '14.

"She

Helen, therefore must be lovi

MARY REBECCA BROWN

Stamps, Arkansas
"M. B."

Religious Meetings Committee, '10-'ll, '11-
'12; Treasurer P. L. S., '11; Arbitration Com-
mittee, '12-'13; Membership Committee, '12-
'13; Secretary Student Government Associ-
ation, '12-'13; Secretary P. L. S., '13: Chief
of Fire Brigade of Inman Hall, '12-'13; Dele-
gate to Y. W. C. A. Convention, Black
Mountain, N. C, '13; President P. L. S.. '13;
First Vice-President Student Government.
'13-'14; College Council, '13-'14.

"Rich in saving common sense."

NELL CLARKE

Augusta, Georgia

Class Secretary, '12-'13; Class Treasurer,
'12-'13; Hall President (second floor) Inman
Hall, '11-'12, '12-'13, 13-14; Captain Inman
Hall Fire Department, '12-'13, '13-'14; Glee
Club. '10-'ll, '11-'12, 12-13, 13-'14; Member
of Intercollegiate Committee Y. W. C. A., '12-
'13; Member of Bible Study Committee
Y. W. C. A., '13-'14; Captain Baseball Team,
12-13.

"Let us consider the reason of the case.
For nothing is lazv that is not reason."

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THEODOSIA CATHERINE
COBBS

Mobile, Alabama
"Ted"

Fire Brigade, '10-'ll ; Executive Committee
of Student Government, '10-'ll ; Missionary
Committee Y. W. C. A., 10-'ll : Alabama
Club, "lO-'ll; Executive Committee, '11-'12;
Chairman Bible Study Committee, '11-12;
Glee Club. '12; Vice-President M. L. S., '12;
Alabama Club, '11-'12; Secretary Athletic
Association, '11 ; Executive Committee. '12-
'13; Chairman Bible Study Committee, '12-'13;
Glee Club. '13; Alabama Club, '12-'13 ; Presi-
dent M. L. S.; Student Council, '12-'13;
Vice-President Senior Class, '14; Alabama
Club, '13-'14; Class Historian.

"Blushing is the color of virtue."

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SARAH GLOVER HANSELL

BD, M. L. S.

Thomasville, Georgia
"Sallie"

Annual Prize, '11-12; Fire Brigade, '11-'12;
Assistant Editor of The Aurora. '12-'13; Critic
of M. L. S., '12; Corridor Lieutenant of Fire
Brigade, '12-'13; Dramatic Club of M. L. S
'12-'13, '13-'14; Class Historian, 12-13; Inter-
society Debater for M. L. S., "1 2-" 13 : English
Certificate, ' 12-' 13 ; Missionary Committee of
Y. W. C. A., '11-'12; Mission Study Class
Committee of Y. W. C. A., '12-13; Delegate
to Y. W. C. A. Convention, Blue Ridge, N. C,
13; Membership Committee of Y. W. C. A.,
13-14; Class Vice-President. 13-14; Program
Committee of M. L. S., 12-13; Editor-in-
Chief of the Silhouette, 13-14.

"I am resolved to grozv fat and look young
till forty."

RUTH HICKS

Dublin, Georgia

Propylean Marshal, '13-'14; Glee Club, '12-
'13. '13-'14; Devotional Committee of Y. W.
C. A, '12-'13, '13-'14; Delegate to Y. W. C. A.
Convention, Black Mountain. X. C. '13; Fire
Brigade, '12-'13; Tennis Club, '12-'13, '13-'14.

"Let the world slide."

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Sylvester, Georgia

Class President, '12-'13; Class Treasurer,
13-'14; Vice-Secretary P. L. S., '13-14; Inter-
collegiate Committee V. W. C. A., '12-'13, '13-
'14; First Lieutenant Fire Brigade, '12-'13.

"Smooth runs the water where the brook
is deep!'

CHARLOTTE JACKSON

Tuscumbia, Alabama
"Chartic"

President Freshman Class, '09 ; Glee Club
Accompanist, '10-'ll, '11-12, '13-'14; Glee Club,
'12; Executive Committee, '10-'ll ; College
Accompanist, '12-'13-'14; Librarian M. L. S.,
'12; Chairman Intercollegiate Committee, '12;
President V. W. C. A., '12-13; Secretary
M. L. S., '12; Vice-President Class, '13; Chair-
man Program Committee M. L. S., 12-13;
Intersociety Debater M. L. S., '13; Chairman
Conference and Convention Committee Y. W.
C. A., 13-14; Delegate Y. W. C. A. Con-
vention, Black Mountain, N. C, 13; Alabama
Club. '09-'10: 10-11, 11-12. 12-13. '13-'14;
Accompanist German Club, ' 1 1 -' 12. '12-13;
Class Poet, 14; President Student Govern-
ment Association, '13-'14.

"Courage mounteth until occasion."

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ANNIE TAIT JENKINS

M. L. S.

Crystal Springs, Mississippi
"Tait"

Y. W. C. A.; M. L. S. Librarian, '12; Mis-
sion Study Committee, '11-'12, '12-'13; Vice-
President and President of Class, '12, '12-'13
German Club ; K 2 Club : Tennis Club
Mathematics Medal, '12-'13; Mississippi Club
Hockey Club : Mathematics Club, '13-'14
Second Vice-President Student Government.
'13-'14; College Council, '13-'14; Religious
Meetings Committee, '13-'14.

"He ivoitld distinguish and divide
A hair twixt south and southwest side."

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KATHLEEN KENNEDY

Pulaski, Tennessee

Class Secretary, '13-'14; Hall President
(third floor) Rebekah Scott Hall, '12-13;
Executive Committee, '11-'12: German Club;
Tennessee Club: K X Club: Captain of Fire
Brigade, '13-14; Baseball Team, '12-'13.

"This is the long of it,"

C LHOLETTE

ETHEL McCONNELL

P. L. S.

Commerce, Georgia

Cabinet Y. W. C. A., '12-'13; Missionary
Committee Y. W. C. A., '11-'12; Leader of
Mission Study Class, '12-'13, '13-'14; Fire
Brigade. '13-'14; Xorth Georgia Club.

"She is troubled with thick-coming fancies
That keep her from her rest."

ZOLLIE McARTHUR

BD, P. L. S.

Fort Valley, Georgia

Class Treasurer, '12-'13; Class Secretary,
'13-'14; Fire Brigade. '12-'13: Censor P. L. S
'12-'13; Sergeant-at-Arms P. L. S., '11-'12;
Basket-Bali Team, 11-'12, T2-'13, T3-'14;
Baseball Team. '10-'ll, 11-12. "12-"13 : Captain
Basket-Ball Team, '13-'14; Tennis Club.

"She teas wont to s[>cak plain and to the
point."

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SILHOUETTE

ANNE ELIZA McLARTY

M. L. S.

Decatur, Georgia

day student

"/ don't see it."

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LOUISE BAXTER McNULTY

BD, M. L. S.

Dawson, Georgia

"Medusa"

Class President, '10-'ll; Censor M. L. S.,
'11-'12; Business Manager of Aurora, '12-'13;
Chairman Program Committee M. L. S., '13-
'14; Member Missionary Committee Y. W.
C. A., 11-12. 12-'13; Member Devotional
Committee Y. W. C. A., '13-'14; Corridor
Lieutenant Fire Brigade, '11-'12; Class
Testator. '13-'14; Applicant for Latin Certifi-
cate. "13-14.

"1 have no other but a woman's reason,
I think him so because I think him so."

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LINDA M. MILLER

P. L. S.

Atlanta, Georgia

day student
*12-'14

Class Poet, '12-'13; Treasurer P. L. S.. '12-
'13; Fresh-Soph Aurora Prize, '11-'12; Assist-
ant Business Manager Aurora, '12-'13; Presi-
dent Alliance Franchise, '13-'14.

"Wedding is destiny, and hanging likewise."

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MARY IDA PITTARD

P. L. S.

WlNTERVILLE, GEORGIA

"Pete"

Missionary Committee Y. W. C. A., '10-'ll;
Basket-Bail Team, "11-" 12 : Intercollegiate
Committee Y. W. C. A., '11-'12; Executive
Committee, '12-"13; Captain Basket-Ball Team,
'12-'13; Glee Club, "12-13 : Fire Brigade, '12-
'13; Delegate to Blue Ridge Convention of
Y. W. C. A., '13; President Class, "13-"14 :
Chairman Social Committee Y. W. C. A.. '13-
'14; Vice-President Athletic Association, '13-
'14; Tennis Club, '13-"14: Manager Basket-
Ball Team, '13-'14; Captain Fire Brigade, '13-
'14; Critic P. L. S.. '13-'14; Hockey Club,
"13-"14.

"T licit is as well said as if I had said it
myself."

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BD, M. L. S.

Fairburn, Georgia

Vice-President of Class, '11; Member
Social Committee Y. W. C. A., '11-'12; Mem-
ber Basket-Bali Team, '12-'13, '13-14; Presi-
dent of Class, '13; Lieutenant of Fire Brigade,
'12-'13; Vice-President M. L. S., '13; Censor
M. L. S., '14; Head of Swimming Depart-
ment Athletic Association, T3-T4.

"Woman's at best a contradiction still."

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MARTHA ROGERS

M. L. S.

Atlanta, Georgia

Class President, '12; Marshal of Student
Government, '12-'13 ; Tennis Club ; Chairman
of Arrangement Committee for Junior Ban-
quet; Treasurer M. L. S., '13 (Spring);
General Substitute for Senior Basket-Bali
Team. '13-'14; President M. L. S.. '13 (Fall);
Glee Club, '14.

"To beguile many and be beguiled by one."

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MARGUERITE WELLS

M. L. S.

Augusta, Georgia

Corresponding Secretary M. L. S., '10-'ll;
Glee Club, '11-'12; Assistant Secretary Y. W.
C. A., '11-'12; Program Committee M. L. S.,
'11-'12; Class Secretary, '12-'13; Executive
Committee, '11-'12; Tennis Club, '11-'12;
Delegate to Y. W. C. A. Convention, Black
Mountain, N. C, '12; Basket-Bail Team, '12-
'13; Glee Club, '12-'13 ; Devotional Committee
Y. VV. C. A., 12-'13; Local Editor Y. W.
C. A., '12-'13; Tennis Championship Doubles,
'13; Chairman Devotional Committee Y. W.
C. A., '13-'14; Executive Committe, '13-T4;
Basket-Bali Team, '13-'14; Glee Club, '13-'14;
Secretary M. L. S., '13-'14; Intersociety
Arbitration Committee, '13-'14; Class Prophet,
'13-'14; Alternate Intercollegiate Debate, '13-
'14.

"In books, or work, or healthful play."

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To the Class of 1914

In the misty haze of the vanished time.

In the first of our college years,
All aghast we stood as the days rolled by,

Bringing worry, and care, and fears.
Yet we bravely toiled, and we struggled on,

Though all paths only seemed a maze ;
And our Freshman minds quite bewildered were,

By the labors of college days.

Yet we came to see, as the time passed by,

All the pleasures along the road ;
And our hearts were glad, while our growing strength

Ever lightened the daily load.
So we felt our powers, and our eager minds

Longed to merit unmeasured praise,
And as Soph'mores grew happy, brave, and strong,

Through the vic'tries of college days.

Loyal Juniors then, fast we hurried on,

And the path ever grew more fair ;
For, as comrades true, deeper friendships came,

Welded, strengthened beyond compare ;
While the longed-for goal e'er inspired our hearts,

As we saw it thru golden haze.
And we all rejoiced in deep thankfulness

For the gladness of college days.

To our Senior band, through the years have come

Wondrous visions of things afar ;
Of the world that lies past our campus bounds,

Of the gates standing just ajar.
So we hear the call, see the outstretched hands,

As we stand at the parting ways,
And our power to give, and to help, and love,

Is the glory of college days.

Charlotte Jackson, '14.

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Our College World

1910-11

CCOMPANIED by loving relatives, we made our debut as
Freshmen of Agnes Scott College, a little timid, a trifle
confused, but inwardly courageous because of certain boxes
of candy and train letters which our friends at home
had bestowed on us. Certainly we tried to behave as
befitting our low station in college, but we were treated
so kindly, and were made to feel so at home, that we
never felt very humble.

By the time we were comfortably (?) settled in Math I and History I,
and learned that the book store was in the Main Building, and almost knew
which building was which, rushing began. High School Commencement
gowns were much in evidence, for there were parties and still parties, and
what a glorious feeling it was when the old girls, even the Seniors, clustered
around us: "Won't you go to the Propylean prom with me?" "Do let me
have a date for the Mnemosynean automobile party." "Can't you go to town
with me?" "How about a little feast in my room at nine?" We all know
the result of that gloriously thrilling Pledge Day. when, excited to the point
of trembling voices and cold hands, we pledged ourselves to the society we
chose to love and uphold.

It was good for us that the Freshman-Sophomore "fight" crashed down
just then, for with it came the first glimmer of class spirit and independence.
It brought leaders to the front; it showed us what we could do.

Meanwhile, we were receiving sympathetic letters : "Try not to be too
homesick. Remember Christmas is coming, and do your best." Of course,
we longed for home, but there was so much to do, so many things to see in
this wonderful, new place, we had no time to lose in tears. It took us that
year to learn to economize the minutes, to get system into note-taking, to
make Hydrogen without blowing our flasks ceiling high oh! there are a
thousand things for a Freshman brain. That is why I call the first year the
Period of Preparation.

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1911-12

What a joy to return to college in the crisp, fall weather! How fine to
see old friends, to know there are others newer than yourself ! It was bliss
to "rush," to plan parties, to be the one to torment the Freshmen. Such a
happy, important time !

The class was a little changed from the former year. Some had dropped
out, others had come in ; we regretted the old and rejoiced in the new.

How steadily we took voluminous notes in English II : how happily we
avoided and thwarted the Freshman plans for interfering with our party to
the Seniors ! Do you girls remember that basket-ball series when we were
so loval in crimson sweaters and with our new class pennants? Fine, wasn't
it?

Then spring came, and spring at Agnes Scott is alluring in its very love-
liness. On some of those nights, when the breeze was soft and fragrant with
wistaria, when the moon was silvering towers and roofs, we sang our college
song, and with the new life of springtime came new love and joy for our
alma mater.

We were slowly learning, finding our places. Some realized that their
activities would be in Y. W. C. A. work ; others took their places on the
Executive Committee of Student Government: a portion went in for
athletics ; some acted well ; others sang on the Glee Club, and so passed the
period of Sophomoric Self-consciousness.

Ill

1912-13

A Junior's position is a bit queer. No one takes care of her, as if she
were a Freshman ; she lacks the feelings of a Sophomore, as she is beginning
to realize how ignorant and imperfect she is ; the Senior Class usurps most
of the interest and respect, so the Junior is a go-between, rejoicing in her
position as an upper-classman, yet with an humble pleasure, and a longing for
"next year." Her place is one of inconspicuous usefulness.

She is helping everywhere ; she is going deeper into her chosen course ;
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good work because of "fleeting opportunities." Thus, we lived our Junior
year, taking a lively interest in everything, enjoying the attractions in the
city and the instructive trips connected with our work, charmed to do the
entertaining which fell to our lot, doing, or attempting to do, our duty as we
saw it.

Commencement had more than its usual joy that year ; twelve months
more and it would be our own. Thus we parted, determined to meet in Sep-
tember, and gladly and hopefully we left behind us the Period of Realiza-
tion of Responsibility.

IV
1913-14

We have yet to find what is happier than the life of a Senior. After
three years of "traveling hopefully" it is pleasant "to arrive." Vanity, which
lurks in dark corners, is pleased at being addressed as "Miss" by under-class-
men, at the courtesies they offer her, courtesies which we, during the said
three years, have consistently tried to give where they were due.

We look back on our failures and on our successes, on our joys and on
our sorrows (for college is the world in miniature, and contains both) : we
remember the obstacles some have overcome, the honors others have won,
the difficulties, more or less great, all have worked against, and, remember-
ing them, we are so thankful to be together for this last year.

Will Commencement morning equal the thrill of Investiture Service,
when, as the black-gowned processional wound across the campus into the
chapel, heralded by the majestic organ peal, one girl whispered: "Tell me if
it is I, or am I dreaming?"

We have tried to make the most of this year in every way all will, at
least, agree that we have faithfully used every "Senior privilege." We have
grasped at every advantage musical, educational, or theatrical "We must
go to this, it may be our last chance." The work has been difficult, and it is
our last opportunity to study here, therefore, we are working as well as play-
ing. But, most of all, the year has meant a wealth of friendship.

"Nor time nor chance can e'er avail
To break the friendships formed at Yale."

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Only the initiated realize how /iu7; college friendships can mean.
When you have lived on terms of intimacy with so many girls for four years,
when you have seen them develop from little girls with huge bows on their
hair, to young women of grace and sweetness, when you have loved them
more every year, it means something to face separation, perhaps for always,
and from what we have just learned, some of the paths will soon diverge
widely. We are, as well, proud of the faculty members of our class, glad
that such men and women represent us and are our friends.

The greater part of the history of the Class of 1914 is probably yet to
be told. The happiest wish to be made for them is that their lives may be as
full of joyous work and recreation as has been ours at Agnes Scott, and,
furthermore, that they may be as faithful and splendid examples to others as
others have been to us. A life guided by the ideals that rule here will do
much in the world.

And so ends the Period of Farewells.

T. C. C.

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Senior Class Song

Seniors, who to college came,
Seeking here to win a name
Bringing alma mater fame ;

Praise to A. S. C.
Ye whose hearts were beating light :
Ye whose hopes were fair and bright,
See, the goal now comes in sight

Your desired degree !

What if in the vanished years
Days were often dark with fears,
Nights were sad and full of tears,

Doubting victory?
Freshman troubles now are past,
Soph'more worries gone at last.
Junior cares went fleeting fast,

Here at A. S. C.

Thoughts, forever dear to you,
Passing pleasures, daily new,
Friends and comrades, loyal, true,

Live in memory.
Tasks accomplished, work well done,
Honest striving, triumph won,
Greater plans, just now begun,

Here at A. S. C.

Seniors, fast the moments fly,
See, the end is drawing nigh,
College life will soon pass by.

Bringing your A. B.
Though beyond new pleasures lure,
Make this record firm and sure.
That it may forever endure.

Here at A. S. C.

Charlotte Jackson, '14.

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Scenes From the Lives of Twenty-Three
Famous Americans

Wonderful Success Achieved by Twenty-Three Graduates of
Agnes Scott

ADMISSION ONE DIME, 10 CENTS

SLIDE I. Theodosia marries in America's nobility.

Scene I. Beautifully decorated interior of church. Lovely bride on
arm of father. Proceeds clown aisle. Meets tall, handsome groom
at altar. Wedding ceremony.
Scene II. Three years later. President of railroad and lovely wife.
Beautiful private car. Traveling west. Former western friend
rushes on train to greet them.

SLIDE II. Sarah in Cliicago.

Scene I. Private office of Head of English Department at University
of Chicago. Sarah dictating to secretaries.

Scene II. Romance versus Career. Newspaper clipping from Chicago
Tribune: Wedding Notice To-day, at high noon, Miss Hansell,
who has achieved great distinction in the English Department of
the University, will wed Dr. Smith, B. A., M. A., Ph. D., Head of
the Philosophy Department.

SLIDE III. Mary Brown in Polities.

Scene I. Mary addresses vast audience in auditorium. Advises
"cleaning up" politics and woman suffrage. Women wave hand-
kerchiefs and men cheer.

Scene II. Wonderful parade celebrates the election of the first woman
mayor of Little Rock, Arkansas.

SLIDE IV. Louise's love affair reaches climax in beautiful wedding.

Scene I. Attractively decorated rooms. Beautiful blonde bride.
Handsome brunette groom. Six bridesmaids. Color scheme of
purple and white. Rush to station. Showered with rice as they
enter train bound for northern points.

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SLIDE V. Bertha in her splendid Preparatory School for Agnes Scott
Coeducational College.
Scene I. Lovely grounds. Immense brick building. Wonderful
paintings on walls of interior. Bertha working difficult Math
problem on blackboard. J . v 7

SLIDE VI Essie deserts the M. H. C.

Scene I. Bridge luncheon. Attractive group of young women. Essie
announces her engagement to a prominent banker in Atlanta. Great
excitement. Says she will continue her work as president of the
Civics Reform Society.

SLIDE VII. Martha, an ideal wife of a successful physician.

Scene I. Laboratory of a "n/bbje" doctor in New York. Man per-
forming difficult experiment. Attractive wife near-by, making out
a list of diets.

SLIDE VIII. Mary's and Zollic's School of Fine Arts in Commerce.

Scene I. Mary instructing pupils in most recent aesthetic dances.
Marvelous grace depicted in every movement.

Scene II. Zollie giving a Voice Recital. Wonderful rendering of
"Aria" from Traviata, and trio of Bach songs. Audience over-
come !

SLIDE IX. Ruth Blue's success at Columbia.

New York Journal, June 3, 1915. Graduating exercises take place at
Teachers' College. Remarkable record attained by Miss Blue, a
former graduate of Agnes Scott. Receives her M. A., and has Litt.
D. conferred on her.
. JSfew York Journal, June 5, 1915. Public startled to learn of disappear-
ance of -Mjss^Blue.. Eloped with Y. M. C. A. Secretary. Leaves
r\< / note saying she preferred the happiness of married life to all

scholastic honors.

SLIDE X. A Florida Scene.

/ "Attractive living-room of bungalow. Linda looking anxiously out of
window. Suddenly rushes to door. Man enters. Takes her in his

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SLIDE XI. Kathleen's Wonderful Ascension.

Aviation held. Throngs of people. Kathleen appears. People make
way for her. Enters aeroplane. Machine ascends. Crowds cheer
madly.

SLIDE XII. Helen attains her heart's desire.

Scene I. Schoolroom. Attractive French teacher at desk. Stack of
notebooks. Swamped with work. Desperate. Snatches up news-
paper. Answers marriage advertisement.

Scene II. Station in Chattanooga. Train comes in. Prettv woman
rushes up. Tall, good-looking man gets off train. Helen advances
to meet him. Both look satisfied. Go off happily together.

SLIDE XIII. Florence Brinkley, Reporter.

Busy newspaper office. Telephone rings. Editor answers. Excited
gestures and conversation. Summons only woman reporter. Speaks
briefly. She nods understandingly. Goes out.

SLIDE XIV. Neivspaper men interviewing Lott.

Famous star strong in denunciation of hermit's life. Announces engage-
ment to J. M. Barrie. Jr. ; will be leading lady next vear in his new
play, "The Coquette."

SLIDE X J '.Charlotte on a Concert Tour.

Scene I. Crowded auditorium. Spellbound attention. * Charlotte per-
forming on piano. Storm of applause. Beautiful flowers presented.

Scene II. Church in Tuscumbia. Filled with flowers and people.
Charlotte, a bride, stunning in wonderful, imported gown. Digni-
fied, elderly groom. V J). 1 1 I -. fy .

SLIDE XJ'I. Annie, the authoress.

Annie, author of "In the Den of Thieves." receiving recognition of
White House. Beautiful reception given her by President. People
crowd around to be introduced.

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SLIDE XVII. Representative Ethel McConnell makes stirring speech be-
fore Georgia Legislature against Child Labor.
Only woman on platform. Introduced as speaker by Governor Slaton.
Men enthusiastic over stirring address. Unanimously elect her
inspector of cotton mills.

SLIDE XI 'III. A Ball in Dublin.

Ballroom of country club. Beautifully dressed women. Ruth, most
popular debutante, surrounded by admirers. Tall, athletic fellow
leads her to conservatory. Come out smiling happily.

SLIDE XIX. Nell as successor to Madame Homer.

Metropolitan Opera House. Vast audience. Curtain rises. Wonderful
Egyptian scene. Nell appears as "Aida." Enthusiastic reception.
Curtain calls. Quantities of flowers.

SLIDE XX. Annie Tait. a second Sherlock Holmes.

Trim little woman walking hurriedly. Enters tall office building. Goes
to door with "A. T. Jenkins, Detective" inscribed. Roomful of
people waiting. Enters private office with weeping young girl.

SLIDE XXI. Mildred wins an auto race.

Packed grandstand. Race track. Machines enter. Contest begins.
Barney Oldfield leads. Mildred close dashes ahead wins by ten
seconds.

SLIDE XXII* Marguerite as a cubist.

Studio in New York. Model in one corner of room. Artist before
easel, swathed in art apron, palette and brushes in hand. Peculiar-
looking picture entitled, "Things Are Not What They Seem."
Society lady comes in- admires picture hands out check for
$10,000.

THESE SLIDES HAVE BEEN PASSED AND APPROVED

BY THE

AGNES SCOTT BOARD OF CENSORSHIP

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Last Will and Testament of the Class of 1914

E, the undersigned members of the Class of 1914. having
stood the test of years, and yet being of sane mind, do
hereby bequeath, in the following order, our respective gifts
and personal attractions to the Class of 1915, hoping that
they may win in the year to come the same glory and
renown which has crowned our brilliant career.

Art. I. We do hereby renounce any and all wills
and testaments made heretofore.

Art. II. Bertha Matheson Adams hereby bequeaths her ability to
paint to Grace Reid.

Art. III. Lottie May Blair hands down to Lucy Naive her success-
ful career on the stage, and to Annis Kelley her black dress with the red tie.

Art. IV. Ruth Graham Blue wills her numerous proposals and high
position in society to Ninuzza Seymour and to Jessie Ham.

Art. V. Helen Brown wills her calm, gentle manner and her won-
derful self-control to Lula Maddox.

Art. VI. Mary Brown wills her successful administration over In-
man Hall to Henrietta Lambdin.

Art. VII. Nelle Clarke bequeaths her financial ability to Sallie
Carrere, and her freedom from restrictions to Marion Black.

Art. VIII. Theodosia Catherine Cobbs, otherwise "Ted," wills
her sentimental nature to Katherine Parker, and her curly hair and peach-
blossom complexion to Frances Kell.

Art. IX. Sarah Glover Hansell wills her literary powers and her re-
markable punctuality at meals to Mary Bryan.

Art. X. Ruth Guyton Hicks hands down to Mary Hamilton her

effusiveness.

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Art. XI. Mildred Steed Holmes bequeaths to Sallie Mae King
her conversational ability, with the hope that she will use it as she herself has
clone.

Art. XII. Charlotte Bernard Jackson hands clown to Mary
Helen Schneider her tendency to loaf.

Art. XIII. Annie Tait Jenkins hands down to Frances West her
gentle speech and discreet mien.

Art. XIV. Kathleen Kennedy hereby wills her frequent "flunks"
to Grace Goehegan.

Art. XV. Linda McLendon Miller bequeaths her "earnest"
thoughts of the future to Ruth Cofer, hoping that she may profit by them
during the "summer."

Art. XVI. Zollie McArthur wills her best love, which is her love
of repose, to Gertrude Briesnick.

Art. XVII. Ethel Jean McConnell hands clown to Mary Kelley
her originality and her "remarkable" bonehead.

Art. XVIII. Louise McNulty bequeaths to Beverley Anderson her
lyric, coloratura, soprano voice, and to Grace Harris her beloved magic
curlers.

Art. XIX. Anne Eliza McLarty bequeaths to Kate Richardson
her winning ways, hoping that they may gain for Kate the popularity that
she has enjoyed.

Art. XX. Mary Ida Pittard wills her susceptibility to young, dark-
haired members of the faculty, to Mary Hyer.

Art. XXI. Essie Thelma Roberts wills to Margaret Anderson
her middy suit, knowing that Margaret's will not last her through the hard
days of a Senior's life.

Art. XXII. Martha Lillian Rogers wills her athletic ability and
basket-ball "aspirations" to Cherry Bomer.

Art. XXIII. Harriett Marguerite Wells hands down to Martha
Brenner her frequent tennis dates with the faculty.

Signed, sealed, and witnessed, this, the twenty-seventh day of May, in
the year of our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and fourteen.

Louise McNulty,

Class Testator.

The Mock Turtle's Story

Chapter IV

They had not gone far before
they saw the Mock Turtle in the dis-
tance, sitting sad and lonely, and Alice
could hear it sighing as though its
heart would break.

"What is her sorrow?" she asked
the Club Queen.

"Come on, she'll tell you,"
answered the Queen.

"So they went up to the Mock
Turtle, who looked at them with eyes
full of tears.

"I'll tell her," agreed the Mock
Turtle when the Club Queen had ex-
r=- plained their mission, "if you don't say
a word until I've finished.

"I once was a regular turtle." said
she in a hollow voice.

The Club Queen looked sympa-
thetic, and Alice sat and waited for
many minutes before the Turtle ceased sobbing.

"When I was young I went to school to an old Porpoise," she continued.
"Why Porpoise?" asked Alice.

"With a 'poipose,' " snapped the Club Queen. "Go on."
"I took all the regular course Reeling, Writhing, Languid, and the
branches of Arithmetic, Ambition. Distraction, Uglification, and Derision."

"How funny," broke in Alice, but checked herself at the woeful ex-
pression on the Mock Turtle's face. She seemed unable to proceed.

"And after you came here," prompted the Club Queen, applying her
handkerchief.

"I have been irregular ever since," finished the Mock Turtle, dissolving
in tears.

Continued on payc 142.
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Irregulars

Lidie Minter, President

Lidie Minter
Beverley Anderson
Jean Ashcraft
Marion Black
Mary Bryan
Elizabeth Bulgin
Sallie Carrere
Lorinda Farley
Mary Hamilton
Genevieve Heaton
Rosa Hill
Louise Hucheson
Emma Jones
Maude Lott
Mabel Meek
Ethel McKay
Isabel Norwood
Almedia Sadler
Ninuzza Seymour
Edna Taylor
Mynelle Blue
Elizabeth Bogle
corinne briggs
Omah Buchanan
Gladys Camp
Florence Day
Mary Ferguson
Allene Guthman
Vivien Hart

Willie Belle Jackson
Claudia Lowenheim
Louise McGuire
Elizabeth McDowell
Edith Roberson
Esther Rogers
Hallie Smith
Mamie Strickland
Elizabeth Taylor
Ruth Waddell
Julia Anderson
Martha Andrew
Anne Barker
Debra Block
Rachel Brock
Dorothy Brown
Lucy Irwin Caldwell
Sarah Conyers
Ailsie Cross
Lilly Currell
Willie Duncan
Lena Dyer
Florence Ellis
Elizabeth Evans
Annie Flake
Eva Futch
Euphemia Ganson
Annie May Glenn

Irma Gregory
Florence Gresham
Elsie Hendley
Helen Hood
Mary Lewis Holt
Louise Hooper
Faith Johnson
Elizabeth Kinnear
Clara Miller
Claude Martin
Josephine Mayer
Edith Meek
Gladys McKinnon
Ora Nichols
Margaret Phillips
Emma Porter Pope
Frances Pugh
Georgia Riley
Virginia Reed
Elizabeth Ring
Ethel Smith
Elizabeth Smith
Ernestine Theis
Sallie May Tillman
Lillian White
Ruth Wilder
Lucille Williams
Eva Maie Willingham
Alice Zachery

Margaret Brown
May Treadwell

Martha Bishop
Jessie Eames

GRADUATE

Emma Pope Moss

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Continued from page 139.

"She means by that that she doesn't take what the rest of us do," ex-
plained the Club Queen, "Mystery, Letterature, Sighology, Skyology, and the
like."

"I only take Musing, Swinging, and Drawling," sighed the Mock Turtle,
regaining her breath.

"How man}- hours is that?" asked Alice.

"Fifteen the first, fourteen the second, and so on," substituted the Club
Queen.

"Then you're through in fifteen years," guessed Alice.
"Yes, that's why they're called 'lessons,' " said the Club Queen. "Let's
tell her something about the fun now."

"There are chasing-fish parties," said the Mock Turtle, drawing her
ilapper over her eyes; "we call them spreads."
"Where are the}' spread?" inquired Alice.

"On the bedspread, stupid," said the Club Queen. "There are sar-
dines and oysters, and you chase around to some one's room and help your-
self."

"We could illustrate for you," suggested the Mock Turtle, "or would
you rather have us sing for you?"

"Oh, please sing, if you would be so kind," replied Alice so eagerly that
they both seemed pleased ; and while the Mock Turtle sighed deeply they
sang this song :

"Beautiful soup, so full of beans,
Waiting in the hot tureens,
Who for such dainties would not stoop?
Soup of the noonday, beautiful soup,
Beau-ootiful sou-oop,
Beau-ootiful sou-oop,
Sou-oop of the noo-oo-oonday,
Beautiful, beautiful soup."

Just as they began to sing the second verse there was a cry of "The
trial's beginning!"

The Club Queen grabbed Alice by the hand and hurried off, leaving the
Mock Turtle singing, "Beau-ootiful sou-o-o-p."

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Sigma Delta Phi

MEMBERS

Ruth Graham Blue, '14 Union Springs, Ala.

Mvxelle Blue, '15 Union Springs, Ala.

Gladys Garland Camp, '16 Lynchburg, Ya.

Laurie Legare Caldwell. '17 Greensboro, Ga.

Agnes Scott Doxaldsox. '17 .-... Colorado Springs, Col.

Eva Mae Futch, '17 Gainesville, Fla.

Anne Graham Kyle, '17 Lynchburg, Va.

Elizabeth Alexander Kixxear, '17 Lexington, Va.

Henrietta Kemp Lambdix, '15 Barnesville. Ga.

Axxie Lee. '17 Birmingham, Ala.

Dorothy Marguerite Mustix, '16 Augusta, Ga.

Mary Spottswood Payne, '17 Lynchburg, Va.

Elizabeth YVillett, '16 Anniston, Ala.

Lula Woods White, '15 Atlanta, Ga.

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Bull Dog Club

(Established 1905)
CLASS OF 1914

Sarah Glover Hansell

Zollie McArthur

Louise Baxter McNulty
Essie T helm a Roberts

CLASS OF 1915

Beverley Doswell Anderson Ninuzza Seymour

Ethel McKay Edna Taylor

Kate Lumpkin Richardson Elizabeth Stirling Walker

class OF 1916

Elizabeth Hardwick Burke Willie Belle Jackson

Eloise Gastox Gay ' Julie Randolph MacIxtyre

Evelyn Burwell Goode Louise Hunt Oberley

Katherixe Fulkerson Hay Eva Simpson" Powers

Louise Waller Wilson

CLASS OF 1917

Elizabeth Evans Sarah Gower Conyers

Alice Thornhill Fleming Lilly Preston Currell
Mildred Humphrey Hall Katherixe Lea DuBose
Sallie May Tillman

in faculty

Mrs. Lewis Johnson

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Oberley McArthur

W. B. Jackson Hansell

Conyers Seymour

MacIntyre Goode

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Burke Cuekell

McNulty Tillman

Hall Anderson

Roberts Fleming

MEMBERS

Virginia Allen - Greenville. S. C.

Margaret Anderson Winston-Salem, N. C.

Marion Black Montgomery. Ala.

Corinne Briggs Atlanta, Ga.

Lex a Dyer _ Paris. Texas.

Besste Foster Birmingham. Ala.

Mary Hamilton Lexington, Va.

Vivien Hart Blissville, Ark.

Maryellen Harvey Montgomery, Ala.

Ray Harvison Junction City, Ark.

Rosa Hill - Greenville, S. C.

Jos ie Jones Valdosta. Ga.

Isabel Norwood Montgomery, Ala.-

Jan IE Rogers Gainesville. Ala.

Almetha Sadler Sheffield, Ala.

Mary Helen Schneider Chattanooga, Tenn.

Frances Thatcher Chattanooga. Tenn.

Ernestine Theis Tennille, Ga.

Alice Weatherly Anniston. Ala.

Mary West Valdosta. Ga.

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Helen Brown Prasidentiu

Genevieve Heaton Vise-Prasidentin

Ray Harvison .Sekretarin'

Katharine Lindamood Schatzmeisterin

Mynelle Blue Musikdirektorin

Grace Harris _ Begleiterin

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Alliance Francaise

OFFICERS

LINDA M. MILLER President

GRACE HARRIS : Vice-President

MARY HELEX SCHNEIDER Secretary

LOUISE WILSON Treasurer

advisory committee

Ruth Cofer
Janet Victor
Frances Thatcher

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Glee Club

MRS. L. H. JOHNSON Director

CHARLOTTE JACKSON Accompanist

first sopranos

Isabel Norwood

Essie Roberts

Clara Whips

Ruth Hicks

Rosa Hill

Ernestine Theis

second sopranos

Sallie Mae Tillman
Katherine Lindamood
Marguerite Wells
Dorothy Brown
Gladys Camp

Lysbeth Pendleton

Florence Day

Jean Ashcraft

FIRST ALTOS

second altos
Ora Glenn

Almedia Sadler
Mary Bryan

Nell Clarke

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"Glory, Glory to Old Georgia,
As We Go Marching On !"

Motto : The red old hills of Georgia,
My heart is in them now.
Flower : Pink Rhododendron Colors : Pink and White

OFFICERS

ESSIE ROBERTS President

HENRIETTA LAMBDIN Vice-President

MARTHA ROGERS Secretary

Louise Ash
Lillian Anderson
Martha Brenner
Annie Pope Bryan
Laurie Caldwell
Grace Coffin
Nell Clarke
Martha Dennison
Isabel Dew
Katherine DuBose

MEMBERS

Florence Ellis
Eloise Gay
Florence Gresham
Jane Harwell
Augusta Hedges
Annie Lee Jackson
Mary Kelly
Dorothy Mustin
Anne McClure
Elizabeth McDowell

Margaret Phillips
Margaret Pruden
Mary Pittard
Grace Reid
Virginia Scott
Frances White
Marguerite Wells
Frances West
Lillian White
Georgiana White

SOUTH GEORGIA CSAL^tBLb

OFFICERS

ZOLLIE McARTHUR President

GERTRUDE BRIESNICK Secretary and Treasurer

MEMBERS

Louise McNulty
Maud Lott

Sarah Hansell
Josie Jones

Corinne Briggs

Mary Yeomans
Lorine Carter

Elizabeth Burke
Louise Oberley
Mary Ferguson
Augusta Skeen
Ruth Nisbet
Martha Andrew
Ernestine Theis

Elizabeth DeWald

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Alabama Passengers

MISS LEWIS Official Chaperon

THEODOSIA COBBS Manager of Expeditions

(FIRST CLASS!)

Bertha Adams Pine Apple

Gjertrude Amundsen Mobile

Mary Lee Askew La Fayette

Martha Bishop Sheffield

Marion Black Montgomery

Ruth Blue Union Springs

Mynelle Blue Union Springs

Lucile Boyd _ Hartford

Mary Bryan Birmingham

Pauline Byrd _ Enterprise

Theodosia Cobbs Mobile

Edna Cohen Montgomery

Willie Duncan Eutaw

Lorinda Farley Madison

Bessie Foster _ Birmingham

Gladys Gaines Spring Hill

Grace Geohegan Birmingham

Jessie Ham Elba

Grace Harris Mobile

Maryellen Harvey Montgomery

Louise Hooper Selma

Charlotte Jackson Tuscumbia

Annie Lee Birmingham

Sue McEachern Brundidge

Lula Maddox Birmingham

Claude Martin Clayton

Lidie Minter Tyler

Isabel Norwood Montgomery

Emma Porter Pope Mobile

Eva Powers Anniston

Helen Robison _ La Fayette

Janie Rogers Gainesville

Almedia Sadler Sheffield

Ninuzza Seymour Montgomery

Maryellen Stanley La Fayette

Pearle Waters Brundidge

Alice Weatherley Anniston

Madge Weatherley Slocomb

Clara Whips Gadsden

Vallie Young White Birmingham

Elizabeth Willett Anniston

Mary Virginia Yancey Tuskegee

Miss Louise Lewis Tuscaloosa

Tennessee Club

MARGARET BROWN President

LUCY NAIVE Secretary and Treasurer

MEMBERS

Elizabeth Bogle

Elizabeth Gregory
Lucy Naive

Frances Thatcher

Margaret M. Brown

Sallie May King

Emma Jones

Elizabeth Ring
Helen Allison
Mary Helen Schneider
Helen M. Brown
Kathleen Kennedy
Ora Nichols

HONORARY MEMBERS

Dr. Gaines
Miss Hays
Miss McCallie

Mr. Stukes
Miss Preston
Miss Jennie Smith

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TAR. HEEL CLUB

"I'm a Tar Heel born and a Tar Heel bred.
And when I die I'll be a Tar Heel dead."

MEMBERS

Margaret Anderson Winston-Salem

Jean Ashcraft Monroe

Lottie May Blair Monroe

Elizabeth Bulgin Franklin

Ora M. Glenn Gastonia

Mahota Horn Franklin

Louise McGuire Franklin

Mildred McGuire Franklin

Esther Rogers .'. Franklin

Martha Ross Morganton

Maude Shute Monroe

Hallie Smith Elkin

Elizabeth Taylor Asheville

Fanny Thomas Sanford

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MEMBERS

Leuixa Phillips
Anna Sykes
Irene Havis

Myrtis Burnett
Cherry Bomer

Charlotte Hammond
Martha Dennison

Katherine Lindamood
Annie Tait Jenkins
Mildred Hall
Grace Lawrence
Helen Shell
Frances Kell

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Mary Brown

Vivien Hart

Alma Buchanan

Edith Meek

Omah Buchanan

Mabel Meek

Ray Harvison

Frances Pugh

Virginia Reed

Helen Watts

Ruth Wilder

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Virginia Club

EVELYN GOODE President

MARY HAMILTON Secretary and Treasurer

Beverley Anderson
Lilly Currell

Alice Fleming
Evelyn Goode

Helen Hughes

Elizabeth Kinnear

Gladys Camp
Ailsie Cross
Elziabeth Gammon
Mary Hamilton
India Hunt
Anne Kyle

Mar\' Neff Mary Spottswood Payne

Louise Wilson

HONORARY MEMBERS

Miss Hopkins
Miss McKinney

Mrs. Gaines
Dr. Armistead

Dr. Olivier

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Texas Club

LENA DYER President

MEMBERS

Lucy Irvine Caldwell

Georgia Hew son

Willie Belle Jackson

Ellen Ramsay

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OFFICERS

CAPTAINS

FRANCES KELL Agnes Scott Hall

BEVERLEY ANDERSON Rebekah Scott Hall

NELL CLARKE Inman Hall

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The Knave Steals Hearts

Chapter V

The Queen and King were seated on their throne when they arrived,
and a great crowd was assembled. The Knave was standing in chains before
them, and the White Rabbit, as Marshal, carried a scroll of parchment in her
hand. The twelve jurors were all busily writing on slates, though the trial
hadn't begun.

"What are they doing?" Alice asked.

The King put on his spectacles and looked around anxiously.

"They're writing down the sentences before they forget them," whispered
the Club Queen.

"Stupid things," said Alice right loudly.

"Off with her head," shouted the Queen.

"Nonsense," said Alice, "you're always saying that."

"She has a faculty for that, you know," drawled a voice, and Alice noted
that the Caterpillar was sitting behind the juror's box consuming cheese and
crackers, to the discomfort of the jury.

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"Oli! has she.-'" asked Alice, looking innocently around. "Where is it?"
The Queen, who had been listening to the conversation, called out :
"The King is, Stupid," and all the jurors wrote down. "The King
is stupid," "which might be interpreted two ways," thought Alice.

The King smiled rather nervously at this, but all lie did was to adjust
his crown over his wig and call :

"Marshal, read the accusation."

The White Rabbit rapped three times on the table, unrolled the parch-
ment, and read :

"The knave of tarts, she stole some hearts.
All on a winter's day ."

And then the Queen broke in :

"You're just murdering time," she called. "Consider your verdict."

"Not yet, not yet," the Rabbit hastily interrupted. "There's a great deal
to come before that."

"Call the first witness," said the King, and the White Rabbit unrolled
the parchment and called :

"First witness."

It was the Hatteress. She came in with the water pitcher in her hand,
the Dormouse and the March Hare following.

"Take off your hat," commanded the King.

"It's not mine," said the Hatteress.

"Stolen," announced the King, looking at the jury.

"No, I borrowed it," explained the Hatteress, "from the Knave."

Here the Knave looked uneasy, and the Queen said to the jury :

"That's very important, put it down."

The jury fell to writing, but some of them were writing, "important,"
and some "unimportant," "which is rather confusing," thought Alice.

"Give your evidence or I'll have you executed," said the Queen.

"I'm only a poor girl, your majesty," whispered the Hatteress, "and it
began with you."

"It begins with 'i', not 'u'," corrected the King. "Those that can't spell
never get through."

"And after that the Knave and the March Hare denied the whole case."
At this the March Hare was seen to hastily leave the room.
Continued on page //_/.

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"As Others See Us"

'You are wise, O professor," the maiden said,

"In fact, you're exceedingly bright;
Your fame it has come even down to this State,
Pray, what is your greatest delight?"

'In Virginia, O maiden," the young doctor said,

"I learned every planet and star.
But, although such things please me, the fair sex does too.
Hence I travel both near and both far."

Tis the voice of a teacher, he says loud and clear :
'Oh, / say, tell me truly just how I appear."
Well, he's bright, young, and merry ; you guess him I know
For his band of admirers continues to grow.

Through her we know our college course

Is ever made more bright ;
She helps the new girls every year

To start their work aright.
And after they have entered in,

And Freshman woes are past.
Through Soph'more, Junior, Senior years

She helps them to the last.

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All through our golden college days

How happily we glide !
Although our boats, so small, su new.

By skilless hands are plied,
Except when to our help she comes,

Friend, counselor, and guide,

While with her gentle sympathy

She brightens all our way.
And knows our needs, the hopes, the fears,

Which come from day to day.
She ever speeds us to the goal,

Which beckons far awav.

What matters it how far you go, you really could not find
A person who could equal him, so patient, thoughtful, kind.
By every one, from Seniors down, he e'er beloved must be.
Although, 'tis true. 1 say to you, you'd better come and see.
Will you, won't you. will you. won't you, will you come and

see?
Will you. won't you, will you, won't you, won't you come and

see?

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Continued from page i/i.

"Restrict that March Hare," shouted the Queen. "Fetch her back."

"I'll get her," said the Hatteress, leaving the room on a run, and drop-
ping her watch as she left the room.

"Call the next witness," said the King, with an air of great relief.
"Really, my dear," to the Queen, "you must examine this witness."

To Alice's great surprise the White Rabbit called, "Alice !" in a loud
voice, and unrolled the parchment.

"Please, your majesty, this seems to be a very important piece of evi-
dence," he announced, as Alice stumbled forward, upsetting the jury box as
she did so.

"What's on the scroll?" asked the Queen.

"It seems to be a letter written from her," nodding at Alice, "to her,"
pointing at the Knave.

"Nonsense," cried Alice.

"Read it," commanded the Queen, staring at Alice.

These were the verses the Rabbit read :

"He told me I had been to you,
And mentioned, too, her ring;
She said I had a good excuse,
But said I could not sing.

My notion is that you had seen,

Before she had this fit,
That such a thing would come between

Him, and ourselves, and it."

"My notion is, this is the most important evidence we've had," said the
Queen decidedly. "You can't sing, can you?" she asked Alice.

Alice shook her head.

"Nothing could be clearer than that," went on the Queen. "Did you ever
have a fit?" she asked the Knave.

"Once," muttered the Knave. "It was at Chamberlain's ; the suit was

red."

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"Where was it read?" asked the Queen, looking around with a smile.
"It's a pun," she added in an angry voice, and every one laughed. The Dor-
mouse awoke and cackled so loud that she was suppressed.

"Now, let the jury deliver the sentence," said the Queen.

"Stuff and nonsense!" Alice said loudly. "Verdict first, sentence after-
wards."

"Restrict her," screamed the Queen.

"Who cares for them," shouted Alice in return. "They're nothing but
paper."

At this a whole mass of paper rose up into the air, and as it came flying
down upon her hand, she threw up her hands, and found herself awaking on
the bank, brushing off a few leaves that had blown down on her.

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Student Government Association

EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE

CHARLOTTE JACKSON President

MARY R. BROWN First Vice-President

ANNIE TAIT JENKINS Second Vice-President

MARTHA BRENNER Secretary

LUCY NAIVE - - Marshal

SENIOR REPRESENTATIVES

Marguerite Wells
Lottie May Blair

JUNIOR REPRESENTATIVES

Sallie May King
Mary Hamilton

SOPHOMORE REPRESENTATIVES

Ray Harvison
Or a Glenn

FRESHMAN REPRESENTATIVES

Grace Coffin-
Mary Neff

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TO EXTEND OUR HEARTIEST

AND

TRULY

HEART-FELT THANKS

THOSE WHO HAVE
SO KINDLY
AIDED

THE

MEMBERS OF THE
STAFF OF 1914

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Faculty Directory

Gaines, Dr. F. H Decatur, Ga.

Hopkins, Miss Nanette (Care of Mrs. J. S. Dejarnette) Staunton, Va.

Alexander, Miss Alice Lucile Juniper St., Atlanta, Ga.

Armistead, Dr. J. D. M Woodstock, Va.

Bartholomew, Miss Eda E Atlanta, Ga.

Cady, Miss Mary L _ Decatur, Ga.

Dieckmann, Mr. C. W Dexter, Mo.

DeGarmo, Miss Mary C 6181 Washington Ave., St. Louis, Mo.

Duncan, Miss Caroline _ Atlanta, Ga.

Guy, Dr. J. Sam Lowryville, S. C.

Helmrich, Miss Elsie W _ 8 Franklin Ave., New Rochelle, N. Y.

Hunt, Miss Anna E Atlanta, Ga.

Johnson, Mr. Lewis H _ _ Winder. Ga.

LeGate, Miss Helen Dillon Court, Hartford, Conn.

Lewis, Miss Louise G Birmingham. Ala.

Markley, Miss Mary E Zanesville, Ohio.

McCallie, Miss Margaret Ellen Chattanooga, Tenn.

McCord, Miss Sarah W Chapel Hill, Tenn.

McLean, Mr. Joseph _ _ Agnes Scott College, Decatur, Ga.

McKinney, Miss M. Louise Decatur, Ga.

Newcomb, Miss Rose _ Oneida, N. Y.

Olivier, Dr. Charles P University of Virginia, Charlottesville, Va.

Parry, Mrs. Maude Montgomery Decatur, Ga.

Preston, Miss Amy F Knoxville, Tenn.

Sevin, Miss Gertrude K _ Erie, Pa.

Smith, Miss Lillian S 603 University Ave., Syracuse, N. Y.

Stukes, Mr. S. G Manning, S. C.

Sweet, Dr. Mary F 1108 Genesee St., Syracuse, N. Y.

Torrance, Miss Katharine Lexington, 111.

West, Miss Edith Randolph Madison Square, Savannah, Ga.

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Adams, Bertha Pine Apple, Ala.

Allen, Virginia..., 2C9 Irvin St.. Greenville, S. C.

Alexander, Amelia Decatur, Ga.

Allison, Helen Madisonville, Term.

Amundsen, Gjertrude Mobile, Ala.

Anderson, Beverley..._ 209 Madison St., Lynchburg, Va.

Anderson, Frances 23 East Ave., Atlanta, Ga.

Anderson, Julia Dupre Marietta, Ga.

Anderson, Lillian .....Danburg, Ga.

Anderson, Margaret Neal , Winston-Salem, N. C.

Andrew, Martha 342 Hardeman Ave., Macon, Ga.

Ash, Louise 1226 Prince Ave., Athens, Ga.

Ashcraft, Jean _ Monroe, N. C.

Askew, Mary Lee La Fayette, Ala.

Ball, Agnes Thomasville. Ga.

Barker, Anne Trenton, Ky.

Barrier, Margaret Dallas, Texas.

Bedinger, Mary 51 Waddell St., Atlanta, Ga.

Bishop, Martha Sheffield, Ala.

Black, Marion : 441 S. Hull St., Montgomery, Ala.

Blair, Lottie May 310 VV. Franklin St., Monroe, N. C.

Blue, Ruth Union Springs, Ala.

Block, Debra 761 Mulberry St., Macon, Ga.

Bogle, Elizabeth Lenoir City, Tenn.

Bomer, Cherry Vicksburg, Miss.

Boyd, Lucile Hartford, Ala.

Bran ham, Emmee Bolton, Ga.

Brenner, Martha The Hill, Augusta, Ga.

Brock, Rachel : Carrollton, Ga.

Brown, Dorothy Jacksonville, Fla.

Brown, Helen 535 Vine St., Chattanooga, Tenn.

Brown. Margaret 535 Vine St., Chattanooga, Tenn.

Brown, Mary R Stamps, Ark.

Briesnick, Gertrude = Brunswick, Ga.

Briggs, Corinne 64 W. 13th St., Atlanta, Ga.

Brinkley, Florence Decatur, Ga.

Bryan, Annie Pope 417 W. Poplar St., Griffin, Ga.

Bryan, Mary 623 22d St., Birmingham, Ala.

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Buchanan, Alma Stamps, Ark.

Buchanan, Omah Stamps, Ark.

Bulgin, Elizabeth Franklin, N. C.

Burke, Elizabeth 562 Broadway St., Macon, Ga.

Burnett, Myrtis Vicksburg, Miss.

Byrd, Pauline Enterprise, Ala.

Caldwell, Laurie Greensboro, Ga.

Caldwell, Lucy Irvine 1101 Lamar Ave.. Paris, Texas.

Cameron, Annie 288 Ponce de Leon Ave., Atlanta, Ga.

Camp, Gladys 1700 Grace St., Lynchburg, Va.

Carrere, Sallie Dublin, Ga.

Carter. Lorine '- Richland, Ga.

Clarke, Nell 219 Ellis St., Augusta, Ga.

Cobbs, Theodosia 16 Iberville St., Mobile, Ala.

Cofer, Ruth 61 Oak St.. Atlanta, Ga.

Coffin, Grace 45 Pulliam St., Atlanta, Ga.

Cohen, Edna 1 Morgan Ave., Montgomery. Ala.

Conyers, Sarah Greenville, S. C.

Cooper, Laura 155 Peeples St., Atlanta, Ga.

Cross, Ailsie _ Middlebrook, Va.

Cursell, Lillie Lexington, Va.

Day, Florence Monroe, Ga.

Dennison, Martha 454 X. Jackson St., Atlanta, Ga.

Dew, Isabel _ Ft. McPherson, Ga.

DeWald, Elizabeth 216 34th St., Savannah, Ga.

Doe, Effie Palm Beach, Fla.

Donaldson, Agnes Scott Colorado Spring, Col.

DuBose, Katherine Peachtree Road, Atlanta, Ga.

Duncan. Willie Eutaw, Ala.

Dyer, Lena Louise 621 S. Main St., Paris, Texas.

Eakes, Mary Decatur. Ga.

Elkins, Willie May Fitzgerald, Ga.

Ellis, Florence E 158 S. Bradford St., Gainesville, Ga.

Erwin, Hattie Ackland Greenwood, Fla.

Evans, Elizabeth Decatur, Ga.

Eames, Jessie Winnipeg, Canada.

Farley, Lorinda Madison, Ala.

Ferguson, Mary Thomasville, Ga.

Fields, Margaret i 100 Lucile Ave., Atlanta, Ga.

Finney, Lucile _ Decatur, Ga.

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Flake, Annie Laurie Conyers, Ga.

Fleming, Alice 421 Madison St., Lynchburg, Va.

Foster, Bessie 1214 S. 15th St., Birmingham, Ala.

Frye, Nell Grafton '. 245 W. Peachtree, Atlanta, Ga.

Futch, Eva Mae Gainesville, Fla.

Gammon, Elizabeth Rural Retreat, Va.

Gaines, Gladys Spring Hill, Ala.

Ganson, Euphemia Lancaster, S. C.

Gay, Eloise 175 Juniper St., Atlanta, Ga.

Geohegan, Grace 1428 N. 20th St., Birmingham, Ala.

Glenn, Annie May Columbia, Ga.

Glenn, Ora Gastonia, N. C.

Goode, Evelyn 1105 Wise St., Lynchburg, Va.

Grant, Celia West Palm Beach, Fla.

Graves, Carmen 265 8th St., St. Petersburg, Fla.

Gregory, Elizabeth Corners ville. Tenn.

Gregory, Irma Sylvester, Ga.

Gresham, Florence Griffin, Ga.

Guthman, Allene 860 Mulberry St., Macon, Ga.

Hall, Mildred 403 Walthall St., Greenwood, Miss.

Halliburton, Louise Cuthbert, Ga.'

Ham, Jessie Elba, Ala.

Hamilton, Mary Lexington, Va.

Hammond, Charlotte Kosciusko, Miss.

Hansell, Sarah 329 Hansell St., Thomasville, Ga.

Harris, Grace 912 Gov. St., Mobile, Ala.

Harrison, Lucile Arlington, Ga.

Hart, Vivien Hudspeth, Ark.

Harvey, Maryellen 320 Clayton St., Montgomery, Ala.

Harvison, Ray Junction City, Ark.

Harwell, Jane LaGrange, Ga.

Havis, Irene Vicksburg, Miss.

Hay, Katherine : 15th St., Eaton, Pa.

Heaton, Genevieve Decatur, Ga.

Hedges, Augusta Marietta, Ga.

Hendley, Elsie Tallulah Falls, Ga.

Hewson, Georgia F 211 3d St., Orange, Texas.

Hicks, Ruth Dublin, Ga.

Hill, Rosa 616 Washington St., Greenville, S. C.

Holmes, Mildred Sylvester, Ga.

Holt, Mary L Columbus, Ga.

Hood, Charis Seminary Heights, Atlanta, Ga.

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Hood, Helen Seminary Heights. Atlanta, Ga.

Hooper, Louise Selma, Ala.

Horn, Mahota _ Franklin, N. C.

Houston, Georgia Orange, Texas.

Howald, Elizabeth Decatur, Ga.

Hughes, Helen Burkeville, Va.

Hunt, India Decatur, Ga.

Hutcheson, Louise Decatur, Ga.

Hver, Mary _ Orlando, Fla.

Jackson, Annie Lee Cartersville, Ga.

Jackson, Charlotte Tuscumbia, Ala.

Jackson, Willie Belle Valasco, Texas.

Jenkins, Annie Tait Crystal Springs, Miss.

Jones, Emma Decatur, Ga.

Jones, Josie Valdosta, Ga.

Kell, Frances Pascagoula, Miss.

Kelly, Annis Vienna, Ga.

Kelly, Mary Monticello, Ga.

Kellogg, Florence Decatur, Ga.

Kennedy, Kathleen Pulaski. Term.

King, Sallie May Elkton, Term.

Kinnear, Elizabeth , Lexington. Va.

Kyle, Anne 1105 Federal St., Lynchburg, Va.

Lambdin, Henrietta Barnesville, Ga.

Lawrence, Grace Columbus, Miss.

Lee, Annie 2731 College Hill, Birmingham, Ala.

Lindamood, Katherine Columbus, Ga.

Lott, Maude 827 Union St., Brunswick. Ga.

Lowenheim, Claudia 34^4 Whitehall St., Atlanta, Ga.

McAllister, Azalie Buena Vista, Va.

McArthur, Zollie Fort Valley, Ga.

McConnell, Ethel .-. Commerce, Ga.

McClure, Anne Norcross. Ga.

McDowell, Elizabeth : Griffin, Ga.

McEachern, Sue Brundidge, Ala.

McGuire, Louise Franklin, N. C.

McGuire, Mildred Franklin, N. C.

MacIntyre, Julie

McKay, Ethel 560 Orange St., Macon, Ga.

McKinnon, Gladys Brunswick, Ga.

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McLarty, Annte Decatur, Ga.

McMurray, Lula : 15 Arlington Ave., Atlanta, Ga.

McNulty, Louise Dawson, Ga.

Maddox, Lula 6701 Walker St., Birmingham, Ala.

Martin, Claude Clayton, Ala.

Mayer, Josephine D 424 Washington St., Atlanta, Ga.

Mebane, Helen Dublin, Va.

Meek, Edith Warren, Ark.

Meek, Mabel Warren, Ark.

Miller, Clara Rome - Ga -

Miller, Linda 103 Peachtree Place, Atlanta, Ga.

Minter, Lidie Tyler, Ala.

Monroe, Patty Miami, Fla.

Moore, Mary 33 Candler St., Decatur, Ga.

Moss, Emma Pope Marietta, Ga.

Mustin, Dorothy Madison, Ga.

Naive, Lucy 219 Marion St., Garksville, Tenn.

Neff, Mary University, Va.

Nisbet, Ruth HIS E. Anderson St., Savannah, Ga.

Nichols, Ora Etowah, Tenn.

Norwood, Isabel 520 S. Perry St., Montgomery, Ala.

Oberley, Louise McRae, Ga.

Parker, Catherine 353 W. Peachtree, Atlanta, Ga.

Payne, Mary Spottswood 524 Federal St., Lynchburg, Va.

Pendleton, Lysbeth Pembroke, Ky.

Pharr, Ethel Decatur, Ga.

Phillips, Margaret 76 Vernon St., LaGrange, Ga.

Phythian, Margaret 339 Mt. Pleasant Ave., Ft. Thomas, Ky.

Pittard, Mary Winterville, Ga.

Plunkett, Jessie College Park, Ga.

Pope, Emma Porter Box 422, Mobile, Ala.

Powers, Eva 930 Singleton Ave., Anniston, Ala.

Pruden, Margaret 301 Fourth Ave., Rome, Ga.

Pugh, Frances Wilmot, Ark.

Ramsay, Ellen Saredo, Texas.

Reed, Virginia Hope, Ark.

Reid, Grace Palmetto, Ga.

Richardson, Kate Rayle, Ga.

Riley, Georgia Roanoke, Va.

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Ring, Elizabeth Franklin, Tenn.

Roach, Louise Woodcliff, Ga.

Robertson, Edith Dublin, Ga.

Roberts, Essie Fairburn, Ga.

Roberts, Mary Glenn Canton, Ga.

Roberts, Malinda Canton, Ga.

Robison, Helen La Fayette, Ala.

Rogers, Esther Franklin, N. C.

Rogers, Janie - Gainesville, Ala.

Rogers, Martha 350 W. Peachtree, Atlanta, Ga.

Ross, Martha Morganton, N. C.

Sadler, Almedia Sheffield, Ala.

Schneider, Mary Helen 420 Houston St., Chattanooga, Tenn.

Schwartz, Rita Sumter, S. C.

Scott, Virginia Conyers, Ga.

Seymour, Ninuzza 435 S. Court St., Montgomery, Ala.

Shadburn, Celeste Buford, Ga.

Shell, Helen 401 X. James St., Aberdeen, Miss.

Shute, Maude 405 X. Stewart St.. Monroe, X. C.

Simpson, Katherine : Roswell, Ga.

Skeen, Augusta Tifton, Ga.

Smith, Elizabeth _ Lexington, Ga.

Smith, Ethel Monroe, Ga.

Smith, Hallie Elkin, X. C.

Stanley, Mary Ellen La Fayette, Ala.

Stevens, Marguerite Decatur, Ga.

Strickland, Mamie - - 47 Cleburne Ave., Atlanta. Ga.

Taylor, Edna Cochran, Ga.

Taylor, Elizabeth Asheville, N. C.

Thatcher, Mary Frances 308 Duncan St., Chattanooga, Tenn.

Theis, Ernestine Tennille, Ga.

Thiesen, Olga _ Pensacola, Fla.

Thomas, Fanny Maria Sanford, X. C.

Thompson, Charlotte 202 Angier Ave., Atlanta, Ga.

Tillman, Sallie May Trenton, S. C.

Townley, Hope .420 E. College St., Oberlin, Ohio.

Treadwell, May Decatur, Ga.

Victor, Jeanette 258 S. Pryor St., Atlanta, Ga.

Vinson, Lorenah Decatur, Ga.

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Waddell, Ruth 83 Park St., Atlanta, Ga.

Waldeon, Magara 247 W. Peachtree St., Atlanta, Ga.

Walker, Elizabeth 233 Peachtree Circle, Atlanta, Ga.

Ware, Louise Kirkwood, Ga.

Waters, Pearle Brundidge, Ala.

Watts, Helen Camden, Ark.

Weatherley, Alice Anniston, Ala.

Weatherley, Madge Slocum, Ala.

Webster, Alice Norcross, Ga.

Weekes, Clara " - Decatur, Ga.

Wells, Marguerite 724 Greene St., Augusta, Ga.

West, Frances L Third National Bank Building, Atlanta, Ga.

West, Mary Valdosta, Ga.

Whips, Clara Gadsden, Ala.

White, Frances Cartersville, Ga.

White, Lillian Cartersville, Ga.

White, Georgiana 504 W. Taylor St., Griffin, Ga.

White, Lula 32 Howard St., Atlanta, Ga.

White, Vallie Young 1018 S. 15th St., Birmingham, Ala.

Wilder, Ruth 35 S. 19th St., Fort Smith, Ark.

Williams, Lucile Cordele, Ga.

Willet, Elizabeth Anniston, Ala.

Willingham, Eva Maie Kirkwood, Ga.

Wilson, Louise 301 7th St., Lynchburg, Va.

Yancey, Mary Virginia Box 23, Tuskegee, Ala.

Yeomans, Mary Dawson, Ga.

Zachry, Alice West Point, Ga.

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DECATUR, GEORGIA

(Six miles from Atlanta)

A College of Standard Grade for

Women. Resident Students

Limited to 300

For Catalogue and Bulletin of Views, Address
F. H GAINES, D.D., LL.D

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! AGNES SCOTT COLLEGE 1

Davison-Paxon-Stokes =

STORE OF MANY DEPARTMENTS

% 57-61 Whitehall Street

t Atlanta, Ga.

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j Not "How Much" but "How Good" j

X is the question everyone should ask in buying I

| CANDY I

.;. The old saying that a man is judged by the Candy he gives, holds good T

* to-day same as always. Buy the best don't take the "just as A

X good" kind. Nothing quite equals

I HUYLER'S

Famous Bon-Bons and
Chocolates

They are distiniftly in a class by themselves. Orders

receive prompt and careful attention. JusT: give us the

name and address and Uncle Sam does the rest.

BROWN & ALLEN m 2 A 4 Whitehall St.

reliable druggists Atlanta, Ga.

:!:

Manicure Massage

Bookhammer

Hair Dressing
Parlors

DR. S. A. BOOKHAMMER
Surgeon- Chiropodist

Scalp Treatment, Toilet

Articles. Hair Ornaments,

Marcel Wave. Nothing

but first quality cut

hair used

Atlanta Optical Co.

142 PEACHTREE STREET

We can duplicate any lens.
Let us do your REPAIRING

Eye strain means loss of concentration for
study. If you feel the need of glasses,
consult your eye doctor and let us
have his prescription. We
guarantee results and per-
fect Glasses

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69 U2 WHITEHALL ST.

PHONE M-4889
ATLANTA. GEORGIA

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Third National
Bank

OF ATLANTA

Capital and Surplus

$1,800,000.00

Adjusting for asking without charge

The Quality Flower Shop

Commercial Savings and Safety
Deposit Departments

Roses Beautiful

f ATLANTA'S LEADING FLORIST.

ROSES, VIOLETS, CARNATIONS AND i

CHRYSANTHEMUMS i

CUT FLOWERS SHIPPED TO ANY POINT IN

THE SOUTH. WRITE, WIRE OR PHONE i

ORDERS WILL RECEIVE PROMPT ATTENTION

CANDLER BUILDING, 123 Peachtree Street

C. &- C. ROSENBAUM

SUCCESSORS TO KUTZ

DISTINCTIVE STYLES

SPKING AND SUMMER MODELS

AGENTS FOR VOGUE MODELS

We want the Agnes Scott Girls' patronage. 'Can we not have the pleasure of fixing
Your Hats?

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38 WHITEHALL STREET. : ATLANTA, GA.

What do you think

about

Perhaps you haven't given it a
thought beyond its perfect delicious-
ness. That is the attitude of nine-
tenths of us.

But there are some people who have
been misinformed (from various i ^ JuS- 3 $
sources of ignorance or in iIm ion n i ~ ^r ~*l

and ulw>, therefnir, (|iir..i!nn \:v. : w b l "\

the perfect wholesomeness of the ^\ 'ilia's ^?'|i
beverage. Usually it is the threadbare ^y^'H^&J; fii^ ^^ : - ' .' .-
falsehood of "Cocaine." This is an xlTty^tft^^'*'''- *'$-$'

untruth made up out of whole cloth ^^-M^^h . . ; : -'

and so we stamp it indelibly. \^*^ ^ ^

Read What These Scientists Have Said Recently
The matter of Coca-Cola was recently discussed at the
convention of the Association of State and National
Food Dep't held at Duluth. Note what men said who
had investigated in the interest of the public health.

Dr. S. J. Crumbine, Secretary of the State Board of Health of Kansas, k
As to stated that he knew nothing personally about there being c
Cocaine Cola, having tested for cocaine and not finding it; but had

1 Coca- .
o often heard that
s became addicted t

ated that he knew notbii
ola, having tested for coc
it contained cocaine and bad been told so often that i
it that he thought it worthy of discussion.

Mr. J. W. Bailey, Dairy and Food Commissioner of Oregon, stated that following criticisms \ \

from several ladies he had it tested by uis chemist but no cocaine was found.

Prof. Edwin De Barr, State Chemist of Oklahoma, had never found cocaine in Coca-Cola but
had foMid that drug {traces or in quantities) in 69 out of 72 substitutes (or imitations) of Coca-Cola
on the market. Note that.

Dr. B. D. Ross, State Chemist of Alabama, had had Coca-Cola examined by his Dep't and no
cocaine was found. They did find a small amount o; caffeine about equal to what would be found in
a cup of coffee.

The following testimony was brought out at the trial in Chattanooga U. S.
Gov't vs. The Coca-Cola Co. at which trial the Government lost. We
give but these extracts from a famous pharmacologist's deposition Dr.
Schmeideberg: * * *

According to the communications which have reached me, about thirty grm. (one
Concerning ounce) of Coca-Cola syrup is used to a glass of about 210 ccm. of the beverage.
the Caffeine There might, therefore, be taken daily of this beverage 1,400 to 2,800 ccm. without
which is in any fear of injury to health from the quantity of caffeine contained therein. Rather
Coca-Cola might the amount of liquid and of sugar taken at the same time prove injurious by

impairment of the digestive activity of the stomach. As a matter of fact, such large
quantities of the beverage will but rarely, if ever, be taken. Most consumers will undoubtedly limit
themselves to less. In such cases injury is entirely out of the question. Indeed, the misuse of Coca-
Cola by taking it in excess, as so happens with alcoholic drinks, is in general not to be found. Not only
can no well-fonndid objection te urged against the manufacture of fond products containing caffeine
by the introduction of this in any form, but rather should the extension of such manufacture be regarded
with favor in the interests of the public welfare.

On the basis of the preceding
sents a food product containing
taken daily, it cannot, because

xplanation, I sum up my opinion thus: That Coca-Cola syrup repre-
caffeine, and that, even in the maximum quantity which may be generally
of its caffeine content, be accounted injurious to health.
Send for Our Booklet
d Nothing but the Truth About Coca-Cola" it will interest you.
vital jacts concerning this delightful beverage. There's no eva-
r purpose, no dry-as-dust argument but facts told in a way that

The Truth, the Whole Truth
It's just a plain, frank statement
sion, no twisting of truth to fit
will give you real pleasure in the

THE COCA-COLA CO., Atlanta, Ga

King Hardware Co.

Cutlery, Silverware, Cut Glass, Chafing Dishes
Aluminum Ware, Enameled Ware, Stoves, Ranges,
Refrigerators, General Hardware, Sporting Goods

EVERYTHING IN HARDWARE

ATLANTA, GA. -~

53 PEACHTREE ST.

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Don't fail to see
our line of

S PEI NG
OXFORDS

AND
PUMPS

before you buy, as
we will have in a
few days, the

'Smartest of the
Season"

R. C. BLACK

35 Whitehall Si.

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The

Eugene V. Haynes

Company

has decidedly the

handsomest stock

artistic &oU>

3fetoelrg

to be found in At-

1 a n t a a 1 w a y s

something new.

Eugene V. Haynes Co.

Jewelers and Importers

Atlanta, Ga.

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J. Regenstein Co.

Suits, Costumes, Hosiery, Dresses, Waists,
Dancing Frocks, Veiling, Neck-
wear, Skirts, Petticoats,
Handkerchiefs

I 40 WHITEHALL ST.,

i ATLANTA, GA.

% It Pays to Buy

| Keely-Ziegler Shoes

They Look Good
They Fit the Foot

They're Worth the Money

$3.00, $3.50, $4.00, $5.00

Keely Company

*\\When you select as a
gift a box of Norris'
Exquisite Candies it

shoivs discriminating care.
This reflects a compliment
on both donor and recipient

The Girl and the
Bank Account

/T IS very important that a girl
should learn how to manage her
personal finances. It is practical
preparation for practical life. Nothing
can give her the practical experience in
this direction that an individual bank
account will. This bank has a depart-
ment exclusively for women, and offers
to all readers of the Silhouette its best
service in handling of their finances.
Open an account with us.

Fourth National |
Bank

lis book is a fair sample of our work in printing
binding and caring for the engravings. Q[ into ail of
our products, whether college publications or general
commercial work, we put the infinite pains necessary to
insure our patrons receiving the highest quality printing.
J. P. BELL COMPANY, INCORPORATED

PPJNTERS. DESIGNERS, ENGRAVERS
LYNCHBURG, VlRGfNlA

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M. RICH & BROS. CO.

52-56 WHITEHALL

Atlanta National
Bank

SPECIALISTS IN MISSES' AP-
PAREL AND WOMEN'S
DRESS ACCESSORIES

ATLANTA. GEORGIA

JAS. S. FLOYI
GEORGE R. D<
I. S. KENNED
1. S. LEITNER

FURNITURE AND FURNISHINGS FOR
DORMITORIES AND INDIVIDUAL ROOMS

ESTIMATES FREELY GIVEN

WE HAVE A DEPARTMENT

ESPECIALLY FOR LADIES

BOTH IN CHECKING AND

SAVINGS ACCOUNTS.

YOT ARE INVITED TO OPEN
ACCOUNT WITH US

Walter

Ballard

Optical

Co.

We Are Exclusive OP-
TICIANS no side lines

WE are not selling
everybody specta-
cles and eyeglasses in Georgia who
need them, but there is a class who
want good glasses at reasonable prices ;
this is the class we are catering to,
and if you will visit our store and see
who are patronizing us, you will need
no further guarantee as to the kind of
work we are doing; or send us the pieces
of broken glasses and see how quickly
we will return them. Give us a trial.

CLOCK SIGN 85 PEACHTREE STREET

ATLANTA. GA.

What's in a Name

There is one name in the
banking business ; one
name in the jewelry bus-
iness ; one name in the
pickling business, which,
in the popular opinion, is
the representative name
in its particular field.
There is such a name in
the lumber business too.

E. G. Willingham's Sons

542 WHITEHALL STREET

Atlanta, Ga.

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The Electric Chafing Dish
is the Thing

URN the switch and it is always ready".
You never have to bother about alcohol.
Then it is clean and absolutely" safe, and
you get just as much heat as is required
and no more. Even, dependable heat, and
just as much as is needed, makes you a better chafing-
dish cook. With the switch at the same point you can
always get exactly" the same result. Whatever cooking
operation you use electricity for you can depend
upon good results always.

Georgia Railways and Power Co.

Samuel G. Walker

ART STORE

Pictures. Picture Frames,
Artists' Materials, College
Posters, Verse and Motto
Cards. -

91 N. Pryor St., - Atlanta, Ga.

Jno. L. Moore & Sons I

Makers of \

Kryptok, Luxfel and Amber *
Eye-Glasses %

Most Comfortable and Dressy Glasses y
Made

42 N. Broad Street, Grant Building, J

ATLANTA, GA. Y

N.C.TOMPKINS ! Rountree Trunk & Bag Co.

GOOD PRINTING

PHONE M-795
16 W. Alabama St., - Atlanta, Ga.

Bell Phone 1576 Main
Altanta Phone 1654

W. Z. Turner

Manager

77 Whitehall Street

A. McD. Wilson & Co. I FROHSIN'S

Wholesale Grocers

Phone 804

55 and 57 East Alabama Street

ATLANTA, GA.

LADIES', MISSES'
AND CHILDREN'S

Ready-to-Wear Garments
Centemeri Gloves

50 Whitehall Street, Atlanta, Ga.

T*M**H

CONE'S

FOR "SODA", KODAK FINISHING AND DRUGS

TWO STORES-560 Whitehall Street,

ATLANTA, GA.

Kimball House Block

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The Tripod Paint Co. | PAINTS I Atlanta - Georgia |

DECO-MURA i * XlllllkJ I DIXIKOTE T

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are the two chief elements the depositor first seeks in choosing a bank, no matter ^
' how small his account. You will find both developed in the highest degree, together X
' with 3j per cent, interest, compounded semi-annually in our Savings Department. *

: ffttfrs

Robert J. Lowry, President Henry W. Davis, Cashier A

Thomas D. Meador, Vice-President E. A. Baucker, Jr., Assistant Cashier &

'. Birrctortf X

j Thomas J. Avery Henry W. Davis J. H. Nunnally

Thomas Egleston Thomas K. Glenn Frederic J. Paxon T

Edward H. Inman Samuel M. Inman Robert J. Lowry T

E. P. McBuring Joseph E. Murphy Thomas D. Meador ")*

Ernest Woodruff Mell R. Wilkinson T

We are conveniently located for Decatur Patrons at the Atlanta terminus of car line T

CAPITAL $1,000,000.00 SURPLUS

! LOWRY NATIONAL BANK I

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Thurston-Hatcher

ATLANTA'S COLLEGE
PHOTOGRAPHERS

584 WHITEHALL STREET
ATLANTA - GEORGIA

Wear

Agnes Scott

Shoes

FOR

YOUNG
LADIES

Made in all the
newest styles

J. K. ORR SHOE CO.

ATLANTA, GA.
ASK YOUR DEALER FOR THEM

Oglesby Grocery
Company

lolpsalr

17 E. Ala. Street

Atlanta - Ga.

J. S. Oglesby - President

W. A Albright Vice-President

PIANOS

Phillips & Crew Co.

LET THE

KODAK

TELL THE STORY

We have the most complete line

of KODAKS and BROWNIE

CAMERAS in the South

ATLANTA
SAVANNAH

MACON

ESTABLISHED 1865

I J. P. Allen & Co.

Send your films to us for

finishing. We give you BEST

RESULTS ALWAYS

Glenn Photo Stock Co. J

EASTMAN KODAK CO. %

117 Peachtree St., Atlanta, Ga. f

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JOHN ALDREDGE.Pres., 0. L. JERNIGAN, Sec. &. Treas. X

Lester Book and Stationery |
Company

Women's and Misses'
Ready-to-Wear Garments,

Millinery and Corsets

51-53 Whitehall Street

Commercial Stationers
and Printers

All the Latest Books

As Soon As Published

60 Peachtree and 67 Broad Streets
ATLANTA, GA.

Stone Cakes 10c.

Dill Pickles
Peanut Butter
Stuffed Olives
Fruit, Raisins

I 41 Rogers Stores

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