OCTOBER
Volume IX
1924
Number 1
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President's Greeting
There is no courtesy which the President of the College enjoys more than the annual invitation to write a Greeting for the first issue of the Pine Branch. Frankly, he is proud of the Pine Branch as one of the student activities of the college. In business administration, in literary quality and in artistic appearance, it has been a delightful and worthy representative of the college life. As the college has ever held before the young womanhood of the State the highest ideals of honor and character and distinctive attainment, so has the Pine Branch always stood for the highest standards of student journalism--bright, fine, clean-cut, distinctive. May this year see a new high record made in every phase of its work.
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THE PINE BRANCH
Issued Monthly.
PUBLISHED BY THE WRITERS CLUB OF THE GEORGIA STATE WOMANS COLLEGE, VALDOSTA, GEORGIA._____ ___
Accepted for mailing at special rate of postage provided for in Section 1103. Act of Oct. 3, 1917. Authorized Jan. 20, 1919-
VOL. IX.
OCTOBER, 1924
NO. 1
THE STAFF
Editor-in-Chief____________________________ Martha Youngblood
Assistant Editor-in-Chief------------------------------------------------ EvelynMcArth
Literary Editor__________________________________ BJ0W11
Local Editor--------------------------------------------------------- Hester Bruce
Y. W. C. A .Editor________________________________Ruth FolSer
Alumnae Editor------------------------------------------- Gussie Belle Rentz
Exchange Editor------------------------------------------------------------- LucileMcGreg
Joke Editor_______________________________
MadelineCulbreth
Society Reporters____________________ Ora Mae Biles, Emma Moore
CONTENTS
That Situation Business-----------------------*-----------Page 1
Moon-lore _____________________ ------------------- Page 9 From That Day toThis----------------------------- ----- Page 10 Home-sick---------------------------------------------------- Page 12
My Desire__________________________________ Page 13
Ancestor Worship inAmerica-------------------------------- Page15 My First Love--theWater--------------------------- Page 17 Editorial___________________________________ --Page20
Y. W. C. A______________________________________Page22
Locals-------------
Page 24
Alumnae Notes-------------------------------------------------- Page25 Jokes_________________________________________ Page31
THAT SITUATION BUSINESS
sl^ua^19ns,,, began June Rogers, an attractive young girl of a certain fashionable college in the southern part of the Empire State of the South, on opening her psychology one warm afternoon, "create other perplexing situations in the adjustment of the same. That is, so arranging the dif ficulties that pleasant, economical, useful results--
"Pshaw, that's all nonsense!" she declared irritably as she threw down the book and settled herself more comfort ably on the divan. "I'll not even read the next sentence. Land knows, I hate to study, and after I'm so good to my self as to put all my personal feelings aside, then opening the book to be met by such as that--well, it's plain aggra vating." She finished rather angrily, her blue eyes flashing and her forehead wrinkled in perplexity. She was not an noyed at the meaning of the sentence so much as with the very idea that she should be burdened with such things.
"Why any one knows," she went on, "that I'm never to be in a situation like that, or fix rather; that word `situation' bothers me, seems, like something is closing about my very body. Oh, I hate it!" and as though emphasizing the fact, she threw the book across the room.
Hate what, dear one?" asked her roommate entering in time to hear the exclamation and to witness the rather furious act following. "Has any one bothered you? Tell me all about it. Those windows to your soul seem clouded and that mass of golden, bobbed tresses is so unmerci fully ^ tousled. Besides, look at your forehead, my dear I see three more wren's feet marked plainly on that creamy mound. Really, dear, you seem in quite a perplexing situa tion if I may put it that way." She finished teasingly as she sat down beside June, at the same time smoothing the wrinkled forehead and dropping a loving kiss on the tousled
wMe her kind soft brown eyes searched the depth of the troubled blue.
,<We11, aU things. There you go!" replied June bound ing up. Perplexing situation? Here, let go! I must get up and shake myself. Am I dreaming or am I seeing tmngs. I really do look a fright," she exclaimed, as she stopped before the mirror.
There, read that," she demanded, picking up the much
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despised book and finding the page. "I became so bored and angry over that situation junk that I felt I couldn t breathe, and as usual my face was a mirror to my heart.
"Besides, Ann, you know yourself, there isn t a thing to it. How absurdly silly! But then here you come_accusing me of being in just that state. What on earth does it all mean?" She went on as she powdered her nose and ruth lessly brushed the disheveled tresses, her soft blue eyes be coming all the more troubled. " `Coming events cast their shadows before,'" she quoted mockingly, "and it seems my scatter-brain mind is following the least provocation, but
"Oh you perfect dear," interrupted Ann, "here, let s forget it all in a lively fox trot, and see how quickly those shadows will be driven away by `The Sunshine of Your Smile'," end ing with a few measures from this cheerful tune as she placed a record on the Edison, at the same time throwing her arm about June's waist. They enjoyed the dance con siderably and the spirits of both reached the climax when, by some prank of Fate, Ann's foot caught in the edge of the rug, which in her hurry she had shoved under the bed; this caused both to fall in a heap. In their glee they rolled off on the floor. Shrieks of laughter followed; no one would have guessed that just a few moments before gloom had reigned supreme in the heart of this rollicking blue-eyed
"Look," cried June, "isn't that a letter under the bed? Wait! Yes, and it's Dan's stationery! How could that have happened? I thought if ever I did read anything it was my mail. I declare this makes me mad! Ann--" and she might have said much more if she had known that it came there through the carelessness of the maid, who in throw ing down the rug fanned the important missive under the bed. The wind, perhaps, having blown the letter off the dresser where doubtless the matron had placed it on the day of its arrival.
"Hold on, girl, you're sticking a pin clear through my finger! You needn't break your neck getting to it, it's stale by now any way," cried Ann as June scrambled over her and under the bed.
"Do pardon me, dear one," breathlessly answered June as she crawled out feet first, "I forgot about you in my excitement and--oh, look here--"
"I'm not looking much. I haven't had time, but I'll say
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I in feeling quite a lot," replied Ann rather slowly, as she
got up to get some cool water on her finger, for it truly was hurt.
"Bless your heart, I'm so sorry--Dec. 13th, 1923--what
is the date now--Dec. 20th? Gracious, the idea! This letter
was written over a week ago and I just have these eyes o'
mine on it Oh, just suppose he knew it!" wailed June,
^tvt^t e
and eagerly perusing the letter's contents.
My June Dear, it read,
excuse this short note; just a few lines to say the boat leaves today and I will arrive about seven o'clock on the Special, Dec. 20th; and the instant following--well here s hoping 7:15 at least will find you face to face with
,,ITJ ,____T^ 1 knew it! The worst has come; h"DerAeNI. am
to ^ to the ope,r^ with RalPh. and he's so unreasonable ! could never explain. Even if he knew I hadn't
S wifiS ?r-ee
years' a date is a date with him,
and hell be funous if he comes and finds Dan here. Be-
sides, I will want Dan all to myself," cried June as she fin-
ished reading the leter and sank into a chair. "This is ex-
that other worry and perplexity meant. Why
, .Rat>
j* stands to reason if you call Ralph and ex-
P a
Ann dropping beside her and taking her
hand, he 11 have common decency enough to break the date
and not come. Sure he will! Don't be outdone. A cloud
isn t rain at least until the water falls. Phone him child
an"wfiiS see~1Jvs
seven; you'll surely have to hurry."
, Well, now thats the truth," readily assented June "I
always contended with Ralph that a date shouldn't' be
ioken vPndeP ,any circumstances, but he'd just as well
hf!Lh!LmLnd as,,1' since,1 keiped give him his opinion."
the hfe oIf m'e IT Xdoein\t 7kneoawp,hhi.osnneudmirbeecrt.oryO?h dIedaer!claAren!otFhoerr
bother! Ill scream if something doesn't happen!" declared
if upset everything on the table, aimlessly looking for what she knew wasnt there, while Ann stood still in the middle of the room holding her inj'ured finger in the palm of her other hand apparently in deep thought.
Crazy, have you turned to salt?" stormed June auite angrily, for the sight of her room mate so unconcerned did not seem exactly nght and just. There was so much to
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be done to help her out of this apparently disastrous, un thought of situation, a^d certainly Ann was a^ut ^1 t^ made her prolonged existence possible, for with herciear headed thinking and complete ^ self-control, she often had
tto Spo*emt ehheorww, ihspowoefvaerr,otohmisiesoituutatoitontrosuebemle.ed almos.t t. o de
mand the solution of an insoluble problem. It would, be
only fifteen minutes before the tvvy,riYf'ls
^v,1! other
at a half a dozen blocks, yet unable to be reached , the other,
a sailor of the high seas, on a train coming steadily on^
ward. All these things Ann was pondering in her system
atically trained, good natured mind.
lontrh if I
" she replied, chuckling softly, Id laugh i
weren't afraid you'd choke me, for it all caxnes me bac
to that situation business, and you must admit this is one in deed and in truth. There will have tobe QUiteafe
other situations taking place for you to have that uan oi
yours all to yourself," she said, at the same time rummaging fn the waste basket, which all the more enraged June.
"If you say another word, Ann Freeman, Ill ^ake feel this sofa pillow as you did that pin a while ago. Sha
I go to the office for the phone book, or will you. I am
compelled to dress if any one comes!" ^e declared
"Oh d^ar pretty girl, you can go or 111 go tor you so that you may go ahead and dress--let me think, where did
^ S"What on earth, Ann! do you know what you're saying?
asked June, shaking her vigorously.
,,
"Wait a minute; perhaps Evelyn has one of-- and,wi^,,,
out even finishing the sentence she left the room and flew
down the hall, leaving June glaring at the door which
banged loudly after Ann's retreating form, and wondering if Ann was truly hateful or only aggravating in abruptly
leaving thus. She quickly changed her mind when her
room-mate burst into the room with a directory. "Oh you perfectly ready-to-fly angel!" cried June as she
clasped her friend about the neck; and with heads close
together they eagerly perused the lines. "Mar--mail--mal--mas,--Ann, look there, Mai--mas,
broke in June excitedly, " `Matthews' isn't even on here!
Dear me, what won't happen next? What shall I do? Ann,
answer me!"
,
"Aw, crazy, here it is right here, replied Ann, advancing
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to the phone and calling as she talked to her companion: "7-5-9 please, quick!---Yes, 7-5-9. June, you were reading too fast. Hello, yes, I said plainly 7-5-9. Child, itJs seven o'clock now, you simply must hurry. You know one or the other will come and you can't be seen by anyone in that garb. Hello--Hello--Your hose are in that top drawer. Yes, hello, is this Ralph? Oh, beg pardon, then is Mr. Red ding in? Gone up town--How is that--to be back at seven? Well, tell him to call 509 please, immediately on his return. Get the number, 5-0-9.
"Now, don't faint, fair one. Just make the best of it," cautioned Ann, as she turned from the phone to meet the dejected expression on June's face. "Why haven't you put on your blue blouse and sport shirt? You know you'll go to ride with one or the other--maybe both, so cheer up ! Don't you wish you were like me ? Believe me, I don't have to worry my brain sick over getting one boy out of the way so another can come," she finished briskly as she threw the skirt over June's head, the latter having apparently given way to her pal to get things straight.
`Well, I declare," she replied languidly, "this afternoon has simply been unbearable, Ann dear, you know perfectly well how I hate being bored and if it weren't for the fact that I want to see Dan so badly I'd go straight to bed and send for an aspirin, for my head is simply splitting."
I guess you would, but you will feel better; hurry! Put on your belt, and here is a fresh handkerchief. You hate to miss seeing either of them so badly, and you have to get one or the other out of the way, so I'm afraid in the act you will be hurt yourself and perhaps may need this sympa thetic article," joked Ann, who always enjoyed perplexity and suspense. Truly she had enjoyed the episode and was quite anxious to see its outcome.
`There you go teasing again when I'm so worried, but I wer get out of this, mark my words, I'll be more
careful! said June nervously. "Tap, Tap." "Come in."
"Is Miss Lunsford in ?" inquired a girl sticking her hea( in the door. Gee, there's the best looking man down stairs I declare he s so handsome, and said tell you Dan was wait
Said you d understand. Believe me, I would if I hat the chance! she gasped, all in one breath.
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"All right, thanks! Tell him she's coming right down; he'll understand," answered June rather harshly, as she vigorously dabbed rouge on her already cherry-red cheeks.
"Say girl, for goodness' sake stop! You look like a blusn-
ing rose now!" cried Ann. "Oh, there's the phone; perhaps
it's Ralph--here you answer." "Give it here. Hello, Ralph ?--Yes--What, wait a minute
----- Ralph, Ralph. Hello Ralph!--My goodness, he's gone,
Ann! Said he'd be right over. What shall I do? Tell me
quick, Ann!"
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"Why go on down, nut, that s all I can say. Try to en
tertain them both somehow. Perhaps Ralph may have tire
trouble. At least go on down," commanded Ann. In the parlor down stairs a tall, well-built, brown-eyed
youth was walking the floor impatiently waiting the foot
steps of June, who was heedlessly blundering down the stair
way, at every movement expecting to see Ralph coming up
the drive, which was plainly visible from the central door.
"What shall I do?" she pondered excitedly. "If I go in there and Ralph comes I can't explain; and if I wait here in the hall Dan may come out any minute to send some one
for me again. I'll risk him, however. I must wait here
and send Ralph home for some reason. I simply must see
Dan alone, and he'd.never understand why I had another
date, for he wrote me last week. No, I guess I must go
on in, for it sounds like he is coming this way; any way, I
don't see Ralph coming." She again changed her mind,
however, for as she reached the foot of the stair she heard
Dan's steady tread, which she took to be a start to enter
the hall. "Situation? I'll say it is! I wish I had Ann here to tell
me what to do. My goodness, yonder comes Ralph, and 1
know Dan is coming out that door this instant. Heaven
help me!" "Hello girlie! I know you'll never understand, but--er,"
gasped Ralph, bounding up the steps and in the door in a
second. "But er--it's this way, you see, the tire" ( pause for breath again) "stopped and the engine blew out," he
blundered, "and see, that's why I'm late. Please try to un
derstand." "Why, Ralph, you know I'm not unreasonable. I'll gladly
excuse you if you explain right quickly," replied June, who
decided the best thing to do was just listen to him, then
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somehow tell him she couldn't have the date. Until yet "Wonr' +? ^cuse for so doing had formulated in her mindL ' its just this, I went up tlie country for Dad this
afternoon and as usual forgot my tire irons, so had to take tronhl't3^ ea7 the reft .of the W- I also had engine trouble, stopped on me twice. That's exactly the why and wherefore. Can you forgive?" asked Ralph earnestly7 sheSiSdowly.66'" 80aWfUl`y S0Ky' ^ rl1 have to-"
But listen, since I'm late I can't even stay. I must have
at ? C4r
af A/rb^k home,80 Dad can leave for Arlington
at 7.30 to. meet Mother on the eight o'clock train. You see
it s unavoidable. Say, do you truly understand and do you
nmchr asked Ealph- 38 he `"O1' her ""dto
Why er I don't guess so. It's perfectly all right. Oh I mean I understand," dazedly answered June as she realized what was about to happen. Poor Ralph no doubt
l^PPiness in her eyes as she raised them to his. ou *je,a tiTimp, httle girl, he exclaimed gaily, "Good-bv and good luck; here's something to keep you thinking- nf me during the long evening, and I'll be here tomorrow sure^
He was gone, leaving a choice box of Nunnally's in her he? breilf reheved but mightily excited heart fluttering in
.
Ralph banged the outer door, Dan stepped out
SintH o thze& halw l, afpwerpeleK xed?lor ok 1on8 his3 facree. cAogthnriiSll wofmpr^idde
w^ome face as she heard him^sk rather
her
Luratordrd0n' COU d yOU tel1 me 1 mifrM see Miss June
Why, Dan, is it possible that since we're face to fare
you really and truly don't know me?"
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vou^Clfit^riK6 UP' hony child'1 simply must tell
you about it! cried June as she entered her room thaf
memorable evening.
om rnat
`Well, I'm mighty glad it came out all O. K but von
certainly disturbed a pleasant dream of mine; 'bout the
nearest I ever get to such situations," replied Ann e-orv!
naturedly as she awoke.
p ea Ann ^00d-
"And just think, Ann, how it all began! It's all so true.
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yet so strange, I feel as if it is indeed all a dream.!
heartily agree that `all situations create other situations in the adjustment of same, so that an exactly pleasant, eco nomical and useful result may be attained,' " she finished
'^Welf from the looks of you it must have been all that
and more," sleepily blinked Ann.
Lucile McGregor.
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MOON-LORE
When the moon is a slender young maiden She laughs with her amber eyes,
At flocks of silly young lovers And asks no troublesome whys.
When the moon is a middle-aged woman, Sedate and full and round,
She peers at silly young lovers With a disapproving frown. When the moon is waning, fading
Thin and shriveled and old, She dreams of love and laughter
And silly young lovers bold. E. K. B.
Nine
An owl hooted; the air was black with flying figures; the
cows knelt and prayed, and though it seems very vague to me, I have been told that the pumpkins on the place tnat night turned on their stems and produced a ghostly gnn which was still visible the next morning to a close observer. It was hallowe'en in nineteen hundred six, and I had just made my appearance in this funny old world. As I chose the night of the Faerie Folk to make my debut, they were so good as to act as my god-mothers. But of this vast realm of strange figures and creatures, only the personalities ot the witches were strong and weird enough to cast a per manent impression or spell. They filled my small being that night with a consuming desire, that has followed alter their own main characteristics, and that has always been
associated with their persons. Traveling! As they loved it, and indulged in it every
Hallowe'en night, as that was my birtuday, they passed the love of it on to me. This desire which those blackhooded figures embedded in me, and a yearning to satisfy this desire has always been with me since that long ago Hallowe'en night, and has influenced greatly my whole life
span of seventeen years. My first experience of this character happened when I
was two years old. I had just learned the art of locomo tion, and with this new gift to experiment with, I ventured out of our yard, made my painstaking way to the barn lot, and was bound to a distant green field which loomed up on the horizon a hundred yards away. But a nervous old goose saw otherwise. Afraid, perhaps, that my stubby toes would harm her little yellow balls of fluff, she deemed it wise to fly at my guilty legs, and peck my heels. She pecked, and I swiftly decided to abandon my first intention and to leave the field to old goosey. She pecked again and then my vocal cords awoke and I went hurriedly back over the path to my mother and safety.
My desire to see new and other things was constantly fed, and in the journeys which I took seated behind my father on his horse, I became gradually familiar with the distant outlying farms, the negro quarters and the river which bounds our plantation. Until I was five years old, the faithful old horse carried me over many romantic jour-
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neys, which only stimulated, and made future traveling more colorful to look forward to.
After five happy years at home, the great task of getting
an education began. In this process I was to find the places
to travel to, understand foreign people, their customs, the
things which would make traveling a greater joy; in short, to fit me and prepare me for the thing I hoped to indulge
greatly in in the future. It would seem that the object of
this preparation, or traveling itself, would be in the back
ground; a thing spoken about, but never practiced in these busy years.
But it so happened during these schools days, that I did
travel, and not along one solitary path, but along two. The
road of learning, and the road which led from our home to
the college. The former developed my imagination, and my
talents; the latter gave me daily experience and glimpses
of human life. My arrival at school each day was always
preceded by the trips to town on the train, and the con
cluding mile from town to the college on the street car.
True this extent of traveling did not satisfy my dreams of
ideal traveling, but it did keep the instincts fresh, and gave
me a tiny taste of the real joy that could be devised from tramping the earth.
So from the wave of the wands of the witches, traveling
has been always my ambition. Each year, though it
brought always new problems and tasks, gave also a chance
to dig farther into the probable pleasure of future travel ing. Though the past twelve years have been spent with
lessons, these have only been stepping-stones for traveling
with a greater enjoyment, and a more appreciative spirit than would have been possible otherwise.
It has not been thought wise by the overruling destinies
to grant my desire for travel, and I am still at a desk, with
lessons to prepare. But,, perhaps, in the future with the
preparation .1 am now patiently making, the ambition which
has gone with me through my youthful career will mate-
nalize Perhaps the Faerie Folk will again lend their weird
presence; again will the resources of the witches be limit
less, and their accomplishments the most powerful, so that my traveling, though swift, will be not on one of their
famed black broomsticks, but in a modern plane. Though a
buzz of a propeller may invade my musings, the blue air,
and the high view will be the same as that enjoyed by the hooded spell casters on each Hallowe'en night.
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Elizabeth McRee.
HOME-SICK
The hills axe high and the air is free And the wind is clean and strong,
But I long for the sand and the sounding sea And the singing pines' sad song.
O the hills are mighty, the hills are grand And always misted with blue,
But friendly and clinging and warm is the sand With golden lights gleaming through.
The hills are high and they choke me With arms that are green and long,
So it's home to the sands and sounding sea And the singing pines' sad song. E. K. B.
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MY DESIRE
setting sun was casting its level beams through the windows into the sun-parlor, making the individual pieces oi old wicker furmture suggest to the little child's mind various and mysterious shapes. They were casting those peculiar shadows which to an adult have no particular mean ing; but to children, with their strong imaginations, assume many fairy-hke forms.
Nature had not slighted me with this same strong imagination. I sat there in the twilight half frightened at these shapes, but still full of energy and enthusiasm over each individual that composed the pupils of my paper doll school m one corner of the room. A strong whizzing and a sudden upsetting of my whole class room brought me suddenly frightened to my feet--only to find that I was being at tacked by that mischievous rascal, Jimmy, my brother, who had a pocket full of rubber bands and crooked pins. I quickly called mother, and this violent savage was soon locked in the closet.
The next day was excessively warm for a day in October. I sought refuge in the back yard in a corner made by the house. I thought everything would be quiet and peaceful. X then opened a cracker box and took from it several pieces of different colored glass, which I stuck up in the ground and arranged in the order of a class room. Then I began teaching--my daily occupation.
No sooner had I started than a glance down the street revealed that boresome little Lucy Langston, intending to make a morning call. Oh! why should she come at such an hour. Why couldn't she visit her cousin living up the street a piece? I did not like companions any-way. They wanted to talk too much and never enjoyed playing paper dolls. Quickly I arose and ran into the house, finally con ceding myself under the bed. In a moment the bell rang and I waited expecting mother's announcement, but in vain. She did not call. Impatiently I waited about fifteen minutes*
Ynt and in(luired into the matter. I was informed that the delivery boy from the dry goods store had just brought a package, and that Lucy had walked down the street. How foolish I had been! I would now have really been glad to see Lucy and hoped that she had not seen me
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runSeuvpertahleybeaacrks sltaetpesr. found our family living m another part of the city. I still loved my paper dolls andmyschool
teaching. But somehow that selfish desire of wanting to be alone was waning. Every house in the neighborhood either sheltered a boy or a girl, or both, or several, about
the high school age, who had brought to birth a new desire to have friends and to be somewhat popular. In fag. th^e was hardly a morning that one or two of the girls, and sometimes just about all of them, did not come over and sit
on the porch.
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At this age, that same mischievous brother of mine had
taken such an interest in church affairs as he had not
had before (or since), and I began to have fear of his
coming a preacher. He began the urgent request that on
Sunday I should attend Sunday school and church in the
morning and the Young People's Union and church in the
evening. With the aid of mother he Anally persuaded me.
I found that it was not so boresome as I Arst thought. In
a week the Young People's Union gave a social to winch
most of the boys and girls of the neighborhood were invited.
Two years later found me teaching a Sunday school class
of Ave-year-old chUdren. How different they were from
paper dolls! They had souls which responded to my efforts.
I found myself happier than I had ever been when I was
alone, and enjoyed social intercourse with my friends.
And so my lot was cast. I graduated from high in June
and immediately planned a normal course at the good old
G. S. W. C. and am now studying to be one of those un-
selAsh and kind-hearted old maid school teachers that rule
the world without rocking the cradle.
Leila Youngblood.
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Ancestor Worship in America
The vacant seat at the peace table in Geneva" is not a curious abnormality, as forty-two nations seem to think; nor is its vacancy entirely due to the elephantine antics of a political party, but to a certain national instinct, which, for lack of a better name, may be termed the instinct of and capacity for ancestor worship. The average American, who sneers loudest and laughs longest over the heathen Chinee's blind adoration of the venerable ashes of his dead and departed relatives, is the first man to shout in the face of progress, "It was good for mother and father and it's good enough for me."
How many intelligent men and women are able to give a logical reply in answer to the question, "Why are you a Methodist or Baptist?" as the case may be. Speaking in averages, about two out of fifty have battled with the "Ev erlasting No," have drifted stolidly through the "Center of Indifference" and emerged triumphantly with the "Ever lasting Yes." The answer from the remaining forty-eight will be something like this: "Surely you know that all of my people have always been Presbyterians" or Episcopa lians.
The same illogical principle carries over into the political life of the nation as a whole. One man is a Republican, not because he advocates a protective tariff, but because his father always voted a Republican ticket. The next man is a Democrat because his great-grandfather was, at one time in his varied career, junior (and Democratic) senator from Georgia--not because of any true desire for a "tariff for revenue only" or other Democratic ideal.
According to popular opinion, "the land of the free and home of the brave" is supposed to be a land free from deadening distinctions of class. Just how true is the pop ular supposition? One sees "First Families" on every hand and hears such statements as these every day:
"Why she's one of the Virginia Davis' from King Edward county;" "I am a Calhoun from Charleston, suh!"; "my grandfather came over on the Mayflower"--"Really? So did my uncle's step-sister;" or "Oh, yes, a Boston Cabot." 'Tis no wonder the satirist sings:
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"Then here's to Massachusetts, The land of the bean and-the cod, Where the Eliots speak only to the Cabots And the Cabots speak only to God."
Is then, the "vacant seat at Geneva" vacant because of
the conservative American's vast and Chinese-hke respec
for the splendid accomphshments of one of our late la
mented forebears?--meaning, in this particular case, noth
ing other than the policy of isolation adroitly inserted into
the pride-kit of the average man by Monroe and Washing
ton a hundred years ago.
. ,,,,
But tempus fugit, in spite of our most determined efforts,
and this venerable fetish has become a trifle frayed near
the ends from constant use by over-cautious politicians.
The time seems to be ripe for America to lay her frayed
fetish in the friendly dust of the shelf which harbors other
dear but worn traditions, and take her rightful place by
the side of England and France around the peace table. Her
enviable position of "splendid isolation" is about to be aban
doned, for the great national instinct of ancestor worship
is at work, enshrining a new idol. Conservative America
is discovering a fact long recognized by her sister nations--
that she has a new ideal to add to her list, other and more
venerable ashes to worship--those of the late Mr. Woodrow
Wilson. The man who according to international critics,
wrote one of the most memorable creative documents of all
history, the document creating the League of Nations and
providing for a World Court. The man who "reverenced
his conscience as his king; whose glory was, redressing hu
man wrong;" the man of whom Tennyson wrote, with pro
phetic vision, in 1815:
"For I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the vision of the world, and all the wonder that would
be. Till the war-drum thrilled no longer and the battle-flags
were furl'd In the Parliament of Man, the Federation of the World."
When the average man really discovers all the wonder of
this latest idol, will there be a "vacant seat at the peace
table at Geneva?"
Evelyn Kendrick Brown, '25.
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My First Love--The Water
Wheri,W^S,a me^e scraP of humanity splashing around in my little tub on the bath-room floor, I discovered that I loved the water. I learned to swim almost as soon as I learned to talk, and I guess I will never forget how to do eimer.
With the same thrill that I imagine a little minnow leaves its puddle for the big creek, I left my inland home when I was three years old for a trip to the ocean. Of course, I was ready to go into the water before the rest were, so I slipped away from my nurse. I was doing my best to swallow the ocean when daddy fished me out and took me home, much to my disgust. I have been going to the sea shore ever since, and these visits are an ever-increasing source of delight to me.
Last year when I made my trip to my first love, the ocean there was a speed boat at the docks; and more than anything else in the world I wanted to ride in it. Luck came my way one day. My wish was gratified. It was ab solutely glorious to cut through the water at fifty miles an hour and feel the tingling spray in my face.
But all the fun of the water is not in swimming and boatnding. . Another interesting pastime is the sport of deep sea fishing. There is all the difference in the world between salt water fishing and fresh water fishing. There is an expectant thrill sitting in a boat with a hook far below in the shadows. There is a sudden jerk, a frantic pull, and up from the briny deep flashes a beautiful black bass. You can never imagine the thrill of this until you have expe rienced it.
But not all of the thrill and joy is with salt water. If Valdosta were noted for nothing else, it would still have its lakes to boast of. On some days the wind on the lakes is strong enough to sail a boat. Last summer we rigged up a sail for our rowboat and when those snappy days came we went to ride on the lake. It is lots of fun to go sailing, because there was always a chance of the wind's turning the boat over. It has never happened to us and probably never will, but there is always a possibility.
I have taken all this time to tell how I love water, but
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THE PINE BRANCH there is an exception to every rule and this cge is no different from the rest. There is one kind of waterthat iaeSUi!t tihs asotTmeStimnoesdifsfaelrt,entsofmroemtimaensy fortehsehr. giIrl siunpapbossiev, .lutely steering clear of----- dLSh-water.^^ Quartennan
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EDITORIAL
There is a jingle about an old woman who lived in a shoe, who had so many children that she did not know what to do. The Georgia State Woman's College is this year in just such a predicament--it has so many children that it does not know what to do.
Unfortunately, the solution of the problem concerning the college is not so simple as the solution of the old woman's problem. We are told in the latter case that she gave them all broth without any bread, whipped them all soundly, and sent them to bed. How simple is such a so lution !
Obviously, such a one is impossible for the college, how ever. Such negative measures could never be used i some positive remedy has to be found.
On the face of it, the simplest and best solution which immediately occurs to every one is, ^Increase your room." This solution, however, is not so simple as its sounds. To will to do and to do are two very different matters--other things besides the will to grow are necessary for the en largement of a school plant.
This suggested solution failing, almost immediately there is another, not so good as the first, offered, "Limit the num ber of girls to fit your present capacity."
To the administration of the college this has seemed to be the best solution of its problem under present conditions. With buildings filled to their utmost capacity, dormitories full, and classrooms and laboratories overflowing, a process for limiting the number of girls who enter has been con ceived. No longer is every girl who can present a fair rec ord of scholarship and deportment admitted. The stand ards of admission, always high, are being raised higher and higher, and the president of the college is using this time, impossible for growth in quantity, for a still further growth
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EDITORIAL
in quality. It is possible in this manner to make even a period of temporary paralysis of physical growth helpful
to the college.
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It is to be hoped that when the college is enabled to go
ahead and increase its plant to meet the demands of the
girls who ask admission, this temporary paralysis may
prove after all beneficial, and we may see that the plan
conceived by the president of the college is much to be pre ferred to the old woman's plan. After all, her solution,
while simple, was also temporary; in all probability the
same problem had to be solved next day. On the other hand, we may reasonably expect that the
plan of the president will mark a period of actual permanent
improvement in the history of this college which has from
the beginning held its standards as high as the highest in
the State, and that the refining process, which takes so
many years in most new colleges, may be accomplished here
within a very short time.
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Y. W. C A.
Perhaps the happiest time one has in school life is the return after a summer's vacation--at least all Y. W cabi net members will tell you it's great fun to come back early to a cabinet house party. Such a happy and jolly reunion as we had that week-end! Everybody was almost bubbling over with pep to start the plans the cabinet members were working on for the year.
To driv away the blues and the home-sickness of the first few days at school, everyone was invited out on the campus after supper. Here we played games, became ac quainted with each other as quickly as possible and sang the j oiliest songs ever.
The annual hike, which always ends at Dr. Powell's home, was interfered with by rain. However, a little rain could not prevent our having a good time, so we stayed at the college and were entertained most delightfully with an au tomobile party, which consisted of auto races, relays, con tests and all sorts of games.
We had the privilege and pleasure of entertaining Miss Harriet Hitchcock in our college home for several days this fall. She is a member of the National Division of Fi nance of the Y. W. C. A and she helped us very much in deed with our budget as well as by giving us other helpful suggestions.
The World Aifairs Club held its first meeting on October 15th. Mr. Wood gave a most interesting talk on World Peace.
The purpose of this club is to arouse an interest among the students in studying the big problems facing the world today.
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SOCIETY NOTES
ARGONIAN SOCIETY NEWS
On Saturday, October 4th, the Argonian Literary Society
held its regular program meeting. The program was espec ially interesting to us as Southern girls because it dealt witn
the art and literature of our own part of the country, me
program was as follows: 1? Appreciation of Southern Arts--A paper written by
Miss Evelyn McArthur, read by Miss Grace Buie.
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2. Swanee River--A dance given by Miss Katie Herrin.
3. A collection of Southern Folk Songs--Sung by the
Misses M. Clarke, A. Clarke, V. Scarborough, M. Gruber, E.
Barco, O. Rogers; accompanied by Misses H. Bruce, L.
Bunn.
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A short business meeting of the Argoman Literary So
ciety was held October 8th. As a preliminary to other
business a debate was held. The subject was: Resolved, That the study of The Appreciation of South
ern Arts would be more beneficial to our society than the
study of American Arts. The affirmative side of the question was upheld by Misses
N. Alexander and H. Bruce. On the negative side were
Misses R. Corrin and E. M. White. The judges decided
in favor of the affirmative.
SORORIAN LITERARY SOCIETY
The initial meeting of the Sororian Literary Society was held Saturday evening, Sept. 29th. The society was very much pleased with an addition of one hundred new pledged members. After the address of welcome by the president, Miss Faries, the following program was rendered:
Nature of Program Meetings--Ora Mae Biles. Relation of Pine Branch to Societies--Martha Young
blood. Why Become a Sororian--Margaret La Far. Modem Literature is our subject for the first sem
ester, giving special attention to the development of the West and its prominence in literary works. Current events will be given at each program. We hope to be greatly bene fited by our chosen subjects.
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LOCALS
The student body of G. S. W. G. had a mass meeting in
the rotunda of Ashley Hall on Friday evening, September
tf" Mlss Clarice Weathersbee, president of the Student ijovernment Association, presided over the meeting. Short talks were made by the following: Judge W. E. Thomas,
JydgeJ. F. McCrackm, Mrs. A. J. Strickland, Miss Clarice
Weathersbee and President R. H. Powell.
7?^ nw students might become familiar more easily
witir the Constitution and By-Laws of the Student Govern
ment Association, discussion groups were formed under the leadership of Misses Eppie Roberson, Kathleen Moore,
Verna Scarborough, Katie Herrin and Ruth Carrin, seniors
m the college department. The subject of adjustment to regulations was carefully taken up, that there be as little
friction as possible. Three meetings were held, at which
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principles of student government were
studied, discussed and illustrated. At the last meeting a
written examination was given to those entering, for the
first time, the college department. Very gratifying results
were secured, as the papers manifested an intensely loyal and enthusiastic spirit. The association is glad to include such promising members.
FACULTY RECEPTION
On Saturday evening, September 27, the faculty of G. S. W. C. entertained the student body with a reception. Quite a number of proms" were enjoyed, during which beautiful strains of music were heard in the "Y" room, where the orchestra was placed. During the evening the following delightful program was rendered:
Spanish Dance--Misses Jakes and Herrin. Interpretative Dance--Misses Smith and McRee. Folk Dances--Folk Dancing Class. Piano Solo--Miss Ruth Youmans. Vocal Solo--Mr. James Dasher. Vocal Solo--Miss Alice Clarke. Violin Solo--Mrs. W. A. Pardee.
This will be one of the long-remembered occasions of the year by those who attended, as it enabled the students and the faculty to "get acquainted."
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ALUMNAE NOTES
As we begin a new year, we find that the summer has
brought us Quite a bit of news about our alumnae. If we
could only have messages from the rest of them!
Of the four members of the '16 class we have news from
only one. Lottie Jarrell, Mrs. James Stump, was a visitor
at the college at the opening of school in September. She is
located at 104 E. Webster Street, Valdosta, Georgia, and is
teaching the second grade in the Adair Street School.
From Minnie T. Harrell, Mrs. Willard, M. Bacon, Jr., 3
Elmwood Court, ,Winthrop, Mass., of the 17 class, we have
a recent card requesting a bit of news from the college.
Maude Hodges, Mrs. DeWitt Wynne, who has been lost to
us for a year, has again been located. She may be found
at 136 W. 8th street, Jacksonville, Florida. This informa
tion was received from her sister, Laura, who is one of our
f rcshmon. Tflmma. Sue Morris, Mrs. L. J. King, 405 River street, Val
dosta, Georgia, is now connected with the Strickland Pho
nograph Company in this city.
Zella Raybon, one of our June brides, is now Mrs. Alex
ander Arnett and may be found at West Palm Beach,
Florida Thelma Wilkes, Mrs. Roy Hutchinson, made a recent visit
to our six Adel freshmen here at the college.
Pearl Bulloch of the '18 class is teaching history in the
Junior High School at Fort Myers, Florida.
Terah Cowart, another June bride, is now Mrs. Lynn
Howard Smith and may be found at 520 Main street, Bing-
hampton, New York.
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Ida Groover was a student at Peabody College m the
summer and is now back as teacher of science at the college.
You may address her at Georgia Avenue, Valdosta, Georgia.
Marion Groover had a very pleasant visit in Washington,
D. C., recently with an uncle who is a most successful X-ray
specialist. She returned home by boat to Savannah. Ask
Marion about the excitement en route--burning ship and
rescue force sent out from her ship! She is again located
at Jackson, Georgia. Frances Kaylor, Mrs. Frank Barker, Valdosta, Georgia,
is a frequent visitor at the college. Her sister, Felicite, is
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THE PINE BRANCH
here as a college freshman. We are happy to have Edith Patterson of the '18 class
as our Alumnae Association President for this year. Since her graduation she has served as librarian at the college. She has been made third vice-president of the local chapter of the U. D. C. and director of the new chapter of the Chil dren of the Confederacy. She will go as a delegate to the State Convention of the U. D. C. at Quitman, Georgia Oc tober 28th to 30th.
Minnie Ruth Brown is again teaching in the schools of Miami. She may be found at 2712 N. E. 2nd Avenue, Mi ami, Florida.
Mamie Carter, who has been teaching home economics for some time, is now practicing home economics in her own home, for she, too, is a bride of last June. She is now Mrs. David M. Howard, Stockton, Ill.
Ruby Ezzell, Mrs. McArthur, is attending the University of North Carolina.
Helen Griffin is teaching in the elementary grades of the Waycross public schools. Helen is apparently a rather silent member of our association, but one of our new fresh men was heard to say, "Helen told my mother so much about this college." So she is evidently working hard for her alma mater.
Augusta Brown returns to Miami, Florida. She may be found at 2712 N. E. 2nd Avenue.
Mattie Campbell, Mrs. W. E. Lester, of the class of '20 was a visitor at the college at the opening of school in Sep tember.
Helen Allen, Mrs. Alfred Thomas, is now living in DeLand, Florida.
Myrtle Byrd of the class of '21 is teaching in Asheville, North Carolina.
Hallie Jordan is doing primary work in a consolidated school out from Hartsville, South Carolina.
Buena McConnell, Mrs. Linton Watters, Melbourne, Flor ida spent the summer in North Carolina, stopping at the college for a short visit on her return home.
Lois O'Quinn of the '21 class is teaching at Milltown, Georgia.
Virginia Peeples was a recent visitor to the college. She is teaching the seventh grade at Lakeland, Florida.
Mildred Price, an A. B. graduate of last May, is teaching
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ALUMNAE NOTES
history in the High School Department of the college. C. B. Sharpe, 6 E. 39th street. Savannah, Georgia, sent a
representative to us this year in a sister who is a member
of our freshman class. Alma Thompson was a recent visitor at the college, bne
is now teaching at Ridgeland, South Carolina. Helen Bruce of the '22 class is teaching in Blackshear,
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Jimmie Carmack returns to the A. and M. school at Tif-
ton, Georgia, where she has change of the home economics
Sara Cox is teaching in the Waycross public schools,
where she herself spent her first years in school. Mae Crum, another bride of the summer, is now Mrs.
W. K. Giddens of Milltown, Georgia. Julia Harrell is teaching the third grade in the Central
Grammar School, Jacksonville, Florida. Chloe Ivey, a degree graduate of `24, is now studying at
Cincinnati Conservatory of Music, Cincinnati, Ohio. Chloe
tells us that there are only two Georgia girls in the con
servatory, the other being from Augusta, Georgia. _ Henrilu Ivey, also a degree graduate of '24, is studying
at Peabody College, Nashville, Tennessee. Willie Mae Mathews is teaching English in the High
School Department of the college. She was a student or
Peabody College during the summer.
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Jewell Meeks of the class of '22 is teaching m Blackshear,
Georgia.
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Inez Sharpe may be found at Alamo, Georgia. She is
teaching English and French.
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Birdie Van Brackle is now teaching seventh and eighth
grades in a rural school out from Adel and is taking voice and piano at the college. She leaves in March for Peabody
College, where she will get her degree in music in the
summer. Iliene Adams of the '23 class is teaching the third grade
in the Orlando schools. You may address her care of Mrs.
Clarence Gay, Orlando, Florida. Alene Alexander was the third member of the '23 class
to receive her Mrs. degree. Since last April she has answered
to the roll call as Mrs. Clarence Gay, Orlando Bank and
Trust Company, Orlando, Florida.
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THE PINE BRANCH
Nanna Alexander will receive her A. B. degree in May. 1925.
Jewell Carmack spent several days with us at the opening of school in September. She is now pleasantly located at Bridgeport, Alabama, where she is teaching home economics in the schools of the city. She spent .the summer studying at Peabody College.
Ruth Carrin, degree student and student assistant in the Science Department, will receive her A. B. degree in 1925.
Marion Chauncey returns to Ithaca Conservatory of Music, Ithaca, New York. You may address her 5036 Buf falo street.
In the class of '23 we find two brides of September. Alice Mooney is now Mrs. T. L. Newsome of Eureka, Georgia, and Clara Belle Penny may be addressed at Mrs. J. J. Hurlbert, Jr., 433 E. Church street, Jacksonville, Florida.
Kathleen Moore receives her A. B. degree in May, 1925. Gussie Belle Rentz, the president's private secretary, alumnae editor of the Pine Branch, and member of the ad visory committee of the Y. W. C. A., may still be addressed at the college.
Eppie Roberson, editor-in-chief of the college annual, will receive her A. B. degree in May, 1925.
Verna Scarborough, a degree student assisting the Dean of Women, is for a second time president of the Y. W. C. A. In June, 1924, she was appointed a member of the Southern Division Student Council of the National Board of the Young Woman's Christian Association. She attended a meeting of this council held in Atlanta, Georgia, October 10th to 12th, 1924.
Corinne Studstill is on leave of absence from East Texas State Normal School, Commerce, Texas, for the year and is studying at Peabody College. She will receive her degree in August, 1925.
Clarice Weathersbee, president of the Student Govern ment Association for the year 1924-25, will receive her A. B. degree in 1925.
Ruth Wilson, field editor for the Alumnae Association, is pleasantly located in a sixteen-teacher school in Bethel, North Carolina.
Deborah Patterson, assistant to the Dean of Women at the college, and corresponding secrtary of the Alumnae As sociation of the college, may be found at Ashley Hall.
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ALUMNAE NOTES
Gertrude Anderson is teaching in the grades in the schools
of Lawrenceville, Georgia.
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Ruth Brown is teaching the sixth and eighth grades m
the schools of Ocilla, Georgia.
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Evelyn Brown, 510 N. Paterson street, Valdosta, Georgia,
will receive her A. B. degree in 1025. Let me suggest that
she is our Alumnae Association treasurer and is always
ready to make receipts when there is occasion for their use.
Marie Clyatt, while doing degree work, is also serving as student assistant in the seventh grade of the Training
School.
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Gertrude DeLay, N. Broad street, Rome, Georgia, is doing
degree work at Shorter College.
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Frances Faries, president of the Sororian Literary Soci
ety and Ruth Folger, chairman of the World Fellowship Committee of the Y. W. C. A., are doing degree work at
tho college. Daisy Geiger evidently expects to enter the business
world, for she is taking a business course. Address her at
Valdosta, Georgia.
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Clarice Ivey, Helen Lineberger, Louise McLendon and Leo
Prine are doing degree work at the college. Elizabeth Livingston is teaching third and fourth grades
in the Community School, Brunswick, Georgia. Miriam McNair is living in Macon and doing degree work
at Wesleyan College. Margaret LaFar, chairman of the social committee of the
Y. W. C. A., is doing degree work at the college. Eunice McArthur is teaching the first grade in a consoli
dated school near Hartsville, South Carolina. Christine Meadows is head of the departments of mathe
matics and expression at Mary Willingham School, Blue
Ridge,, Georgia. Ellie Peeples is teaching the fourth grade at Nashville,
Georgia. Anne Rankin we find teaching piano in Sherrillsford,
North Carolina. Mary Small is doing degree work and serving as assistant
in the Art Department of the college. Catherine Turner is teaching the second grade in the
schools of Folkston, Georgia. Martha Youngblood, editor-in-chief of the Pine Branch
and president of the junior class, is doing degree work at
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THE PINE BRANCH the college.
Louise Poppell is helping her father, who is clerk of the court in his county.
Gertrude Sasser is teaching primary work in Cairo in the same school with Leila Sasser and Velna Cassels. We have heard that Leila is to be principal of the school. What about it, Leila?
Jewel Mitchell is teaching the second grade and expres sion in Evergreen, North Carolina.
Edith Brinson, for of course we all remember these two girls together, is teaching in Sarasota, Florida.
Lemuel Jay is principal of a school near Statesboro, her home town. Any letter addressed to her at Statesboro, R. F. D., will reach her all right.
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JOKES
"The Limit!" Miss Corrin doesn't mind the girls looking at their watches in class, but she positively refuses to have them put them to their ears to see if the timepieces are still run ning.
Sure Thing! Miss Groover (in Physics): "How mis magnetism dis covered?" May Lillie: "Somebody found it."
New Learning. Minnie Gruber: "What causes earthquakes?" Training School Pupil: "Big rocks rolling together up in Brazil."
Good Guess. Freshman: "What bell is that ringing?" Sophomore: "The one on the wall."
Make It Deeper! Marjorie Seals: "What is the first thing I should do to cultivate my voice?" Mildred Hicks: "Bury it."
"A Little Learning Is a Dangerous Thing." Mr. Stokes (in French): "Now don't you think you'd better turn the page? You have already translated the first ten lines on the next page.
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THE PINE BRANCH Seasonable Information. Alma Luke (teaching geography in Training School) "How many seasons are there?" Pupil (dreamily): "Three--football, basket-ball and baseball."
Logic Is Logic. Miss Craig: "Do you think that white reflects the light, but black absorbs the rays of the sun ?"
Alice Westbrook (eagerly): "Is that why negroes get so hot?"
Not Time Yet. Lillian O.: "Do you know the population of Valdosta?" "Dot" Moore: "Not all of them. I've only been in school here three years.'
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THE GEORGIA STATE WOMANS COLLEGE
AT VALDOSTA
IS A BRANCH OF THE UNIVERSITY OF GEORGIA SOLELY FOR YOUNG WOMEN.
ITS EQUIPMENT, ITS ORGANIZATION, ITS COURSES OF STUDY ARE ALL DEVISED TO SERVE THE SINGLE PUR POSE OF PROVIDING FOR THE YOUNG WOMANHOOD OF GEORGIA THE BEST EDUCATION POSSIBLE.
THE COLLEGE IS GEORGIA'S FINEST GIFT TO ITS DAUGHTERS. ITS PURPOSE IS TO EDUCATE FOR LEADERSHIP IN THE WOMANS' WORK OF THE STATE. YOUNG LADIES WHO ASPIRE TO HIGH THINGS IN LIFE ARE INVITED TO ENJOY ITS ADVANTAGES.
WRITE FOR BULLETINS.
SPECIAL PRICES on
VISITING CARDS and PERSONAL STATIONERY FIRST TWO WEEKS IN DECEMBER
YEARTY'S DRUG STORE
Phones 96-389
VALDOSTA, GA.
DAVIS BROTHERS & COMPANY
"The House of Quality"
CLOTHING FOR MEN AND BOYS SPORTING GOODS and FURNISHINGS
WARDROBE TRUNKS
WHERE BETTER LUGGAGE IS SOLD
A. CONVERSE CO
Better Luggage for Less.
YANNETTE SHOPPE
BALCONY TURNER JONES FULL LINE OF
GIFTS FOR EVERY OCCASION
MATHIS & YOUMANS COMPANY PIANOS _ VICTROLAS
AND
EVERYTHING IN MUSIC
VALDOSTA, GA.
"The Fit Is the Thing"
SHOES FOR EVERY OCCASION
OXFORDS AND PLAIN STRAPS for your school wear.
DAINTY STRAP SLIPPERS and PUMPS
in Style's latest decree for your mid-term vacation wear.
IT IS A PLEASURE TO SHOW YOU TURNER JONES SHOE COMPANY
The Home of Good Shoes
C. C. VARNEDOE & COMPANY
Valdosta's Store Dependable
fflumming* lird
PURE SILK. HOSIERY
WEARS LONGER'
Popular at School
School girls gr?e silk hosiery the test of hard xJear. At the same time they demand good looks, fit and st^le with a tfide variety of the newest shades.
Humming Bird Pure Silk Hosiery ex actly meets these requirement and at a price which makes it possible for every girl to have a satisfactory^ assortment of bewitching colors.
Buy a half-dozen pairs and forget your silk stocking troubles for the tfhole session.
GIFT HEADQUARTERS
THOMPSON & GIRARDIN
Jewelers
110 W. Central Ave.
VALDOSTA, GA.
50 steps from Patterson St. Miles from High Prices.
WIMBERLY SERVICE STATION
FOR TIRES
GASOLINE
AND OILS
THE GREAT A. & P. TEA STORE CANDY_FRUIT
In fact everything that a first class grocery store should handle. And--you are not asked to pay a "premium" on what you buy here.
COME TO SEE US
W. M. OLIVER & CO. FOOTWEAR OF QUALITY IN BEST WINTER STYLES All that's new and good in LADIES' SHOES can be found here. NEW MID-SEASON STYLES
Now Being Shown. W. M. OLIVER & COMPANY
"Quality and Style"
McELVEY-FUTCH COMPANY Wholesale
FRUITS PRODUCE CANDIES
WINTER FASHIONS
NEW McCALL PATTERNS
USE
EASTER LILY SELF-RISING FLOUR
FOR BISCUITS AND PIES
WHITE ROSE PASTRY
FOR HOT ROLLS AND BREAD
THE A. S. PENDLETON COMPANY
DISTRIBUTORS
STRICKLAND HARDWARE CO.
VALDOSTA, GA.
WHOLESALE HARDWARE
FARM IMPLEMENTS
ONE HUNDRED PER CENT. WHOLESALE
SHOP AT CARTER'S
THRE'S A REASON--Our cash policy and low mar gin of profit offers a saving that no thrifty person can afford to overlook. Quality dependable and the best styles always.
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109 N. PATTERSON ST.
ENQRADED CHRISTMAS QREETINQ CARDS
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HAVE EVER SHOWN ARE TO BE HAD THIS
YEAR.
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ALL THE POPULAR SHAPES AND COLORS HERE IN STOCK FOR YOU TO MAKE YOUR SE LECTION.
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Southern Stationery & Printing Co.
Phone 241
209 N. Ashley St.
VALDOSTA, GEORGIA.
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"PRINTING THAT SATISFIES"
KODAK FINISHING
"ONE DAY SERVICE"
MaR Orders Handled Promptly. Quality Finishing.
SMITH PHOTOGRAPHIC CO.
105 E. Hill Avenue.
Over Ingram Drug Co.
VALDOSTA, GEORGIA
THE NEW VALDES HOTEL
%
SOUTH GEORGIA'S MOST BEAUTIFUL HOTEL. HEADQUARTERS FOR THE VISITING FRIENDS
OF THE GIRLS OF GA. S. W. C.
EUROPEAN and AMERICAN PLAN
CURRY GROCERY COMPANY
WHOLESALE DISTRIBUTORS
Fluffy Ruffles and Velvet Flour PURINA FEEDS
"Take Pain's in Buying Your Hardware"
PAINE HARDWARE COMPANY
EVERYTHING IN
HARDWARE and SPORTING GOODS
135 N. Ashley St.
Phone 800
VALDOSTA, GA.
HAIL THEM ANYWHERE
J. S. HEARN
PHONE 1000
YELLOW CAB COMPANY
113 W. CENTRAL AYE.
WE TRADE WITH
THE BEST DRUG STORE IN VALDOSTA
SMITH DRUG & SEED COMPANY
THE BEST OF EVERYTHING PHONE 123
VALDOSTA, GA.
CAPITAL AND SURPLUS $300,0C INVITES YOUR ACCOUNT
WE CORDIALLY INVITE THE GIRLS
OF THE GEORGIA STATE WOMANS COLLEGE TO VISIT OUR STORE WHENEVER THEY ARE IN NEED OF WEARING APPAREL.
FRIEDLANDER BROTHERS
M. A. BRIGGS CLOTHING COMPANY
"One Price to Everybody" WHERE
SOCIETY BRAND CLOTHES
ARE SOLD
BREAD CAKES PASTRY
ASK YOUR GROCER FOR
DIXIE MAID BREAD
HE HANDLES OUR BREAD OR AUTO
YALDOSTA BAKING COMPANY
Phone 751
F. W. PULTAR, Mgr.
"IF IT'S DONE WITH HEAT, YOU CAN DO IT BETTER WITH GAS." YALDOSTA GAS COMPANY
TO THE PUBLIC
We desire to inform you that we do all kinds of Hem stitching and Buttonhole Work at moderate prices, and
guarantee our work to be of the highest quality. We kindly solicit your patronage.
SINGER SEWING MACHINE CO.
314 N. Ashley St.
VALDOSTA, GA.
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ALL OVER THE WORLD
WE WELCOME OUR COLLEGE FRIENDS TO THE HOUSE OF QUALITY WHERE
PRICES ARE ALWAYS RIGHT
COLLEGE GIRLS
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211 E. Central Ave.
VALDOSTA, GA.
Strand Theatre
VALDOSTA, GA.
PHONE 361
The Best Theatre Between Atlanta and Jackson
ville.
MONDAY-TUESDAY, NOV. 17-18
Glorious GLORIA SWANSON in
"HER LOVE STORY"
Her finest fashions, her greatest acting, her most elaborate picture, her crowning achieve ment. Dazzling beauty and heart-piercing drama. Beautiful gowns--in fact everything that goes to make a great living photo-drama.
The management of the Strand Theatre at all times invites students of the College, their friends and families to witness any performance shown, and guarantees clean and wholesome en tertainment.
COMING ROAD ATTRACTIONS "BLOSSOM TIME," "THE FOOL," and
OTHERS.
COMING PICTURES Norma Talmadge in "SECRETS," "MERTON OF THE MOVIES," "DOROTHY VERNON OF HADDON HALL," "THE COVERED WAGON."
EAT STEWART'S CANDY
Made in VALDOSTA