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COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


Vol.  IV 


Jacksonville,  III.,  Skptkmber,  1900. 


No.  1 


LITERARY. 


THE  MORNING    GLORY  TREE. 

EUNICE   J.    Vi^AUKER    BUXTON    '69. 


Once  upon  a  lime  a  woman  bouiflit  and  plant- 
ed a  tree.  She  intended  it  to  be  a  pear  tree,  and 
so  it  seemed  to  be  for  a  year  or  two,  being-  an 
obliging-  3'oung  tiling-,  but  one  day  of  a  week  a 
rnde  man  came  and  digged  so  near  the  very  vital 
roots  of  this  young-  tree  that  it — but  it  will  tran- 
pire  later    what  the  digging  did  for  the  tree. 

The  man  meant  no  harm,  he  meant  to  plant 
a  "as  pipe.  This  pipe  was  to  run  into  the 
basement  of  the  trees'  house  and  was  the 
conduct  of  much  lights  and  pleasure,  but  in  the 
laying  of  this  homely  useful  pipe  the  tender  feel- 
in<rs  and  the  graft  af  this  young-  tree  were  much 
lacerated,  and  it  decided  then  and  there  not  to  be 
a  pear  tree,  as,  it  had  at  first  intended,  but  to  be 
a  wild  crab  tree. 

The  ovvner  of  the  tree  had  planted  it  with 
her  own  busy  hands  before  the  gas  pipe  was  even 
thought  of,  it  had  come  first  and  to  stav. 

When  she  saw  the  pear  tree  dwindle  and  a 
new  strong  shoot  grow,  with  a  different  leaf,  she 
would  not  cut  it  down,  as  it  would  at  least  be 
trreen  and  very  shady  between  her  own  window 
and  that  of  a  close  neighbor.  She  said  she  loved 
her  neighbor  as  herself,  but  she  loved  a  green 
tree  between.  This  woman  owner  of  the  tree 
may  have  been  systematic  but  there  is  no  posi- 
tive proof  of  this.  If  she  had  done  her  weekly 
laundrv  work  each  Monday,  we  could  be  sure  of 
it,  but  as  she  always  rested  on  Monday  from  the 
toil  and  over-work  of  Sunday,  as  she  said,  and 
never  even  knew  on  what  day  of  the  week  the, 
washing  was  done,  there  hang^s  a  cloud  of  doubt 
as  to  her  methods.  She  had  her  front  lawn 
mowed  just  as  far  back  as  the  tree,  from  there 
on  she  said  she  wished  to  see  what  would  come 
up.  That  summer  came  some  grass,  a  young- 
walnut  tree,  some  pretty  weeds,  a  long-  striped 
snake,  (but  the  cat  caught  that,  so  it  does  not 
count)  and  many  Morning  Glories.   The  morning- 


glories  rose  earl}'  and  seeing-  tlie  tree  standing- 
there  in  two  minds  as  to  what  course  in  life  to 
take,  to  be  a  pear  tree?  to  be  a  crab  tree?  piti- 
ed the  poor  thing-,  and  rushing  at  it  threw  tender 
arms  round  it,  covering-  it  with  twining  beauty. 
They  were  blue,  they  were  white,  they  were 
piirple,  they  were  pink.  The  tree  is  tall  now, 
but  the  morning  glories  are  ready  to  reach  its 
topmost  bough,  just  as  true  as  at  fii-st. 

The  other  morning  the  planter  of  the  tree 
rose  early,  and  as  is  her  habit  looked  off  loving-- 
ly  at   the  tender  rose  of  the  eastern  skv. 

Just  below  stood  the  tree,  lier  eyes  fell  upon 
it.  and  with  a  dreamy  smile  she  murmured,  "Oh 
pear  tree;  when  I  thought  of  you  as  a  pear  tree, 
I  intended  to  enjoy  your  rich  fruit,  and  what  was 
left  preserved  should  be.  Then  when  I  decided 
you  had  been  soured  by  the  thoughtlessness  of  a 
practical  man  I  thought  I  would  sit  under  the 
shadow  of  your  dark  leaves,  and  mayhap  compel 
jelly  from  3'our  sour  fruit. 

But  now  I  see  you  my  Morning  Glory  tree, 
clothed  in  beaut}%  standing  between  my  upper 
window  and  the  pink  dawn,  and  I  look  down  up- 
on your  beaut}'  and  up  at  the  splendor  of  a  new 
day,  and  in  my  inmost  heart  I  thank  and  praise 
the  Father  for  making-  anything  so  beautiful  as 
my  Morning  Glory  Tree." 

s        »        e 

AN  OLD  NEWSPAPER. 


It  comes  from  the  garret  ot  an  old  College 
girl  and  it  bears  the  date  of  September  5th,  1857. 

The  first  two  columns  are  given  over  to  ad- 
vertisements and  some  of  them  are  curious.  One 
tells  us,  with  many,  capital's  that  "MissBickford, 
having-  procured  one  of  the  new  Grover  &  Baker's 
Sewing  Machines  and  also  secured  the  service 
of  an  experienced  Dress  Maker  and  Milliner,  de- 
sires to  inform  the  public,  that  she  is  prepared 
to  execute  all  work  in  that  line  promptly  and 
with  despatch,  and  in  the  best  style.  The  ma- 
chine is  especially  well  adapted  to  stitching- 
shirt  bosoms,  etc.  Ladies  from  the  country  will 
be  waited  on  without  delay". 

A  physician  announces  that  he  may  be  found 


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at  his  office  "on  the  East  side  of  South  Main 
street,  8th  door  from  Coff man's  corner,"  thereby 
making-  us  think  that  the  founders  of  the  new 
town  were  so  busy  with  other  things  that  they 
liad  forg-otten  to  name  the  streets. 

We  are  informed  that  the  place  to  buy  "Ladies 
embroidered  collars — the  finest  in  town — is  at  B. 
F.  Stevenson's,  also  tliat  the  Franklin  House  in 
Alton  is  at  the  end  of  the  stage  road. 

One  or  two  names  are  discovered  that  survive 
down  into  this  generation,  names  belong-ing-  to 
white-haired  men  whose  lease  of  life  has  almost 
expired. 

And  the  body  of  the  newspaper  is  fully  as 
strange  as  these  advertising  columns. 

Announcement  is  made  of  the  death  of  Preston 
S.  Brooks  of  South  Carolina.  Doubtless  the  peo- 
ple who  lived  in  those  anti-slavery  ag-itation  days 
would  remember  all  about  him,  but  to  us  born 
after  these  things  are  all  past — Brooks!  Brooks! 
no,  we  never  even  heard  the  name.  We  read  clear 
through  and  find  that  he  is  the  man  who  struck 
Charles  Sumner  on  the  floor  of  the  senate  cham- 
ber after  Sumner  had  finished  his  great  two-days 
speech  on  "The  Crime  against  Kansas"  and 
shortened  his  life  by  the  blow.  The  article  g-oes 
on  to  say  that  when  the  House  was  informed  of 
the  death  of  Member  Brooks,  Savage,  of  Ten- 
nessee, rose  to  speak,  and  said,  "History  re- 
cords but  one  Thermopylae,  but  there  ought  to 
have  been  another,  and  that  for  Preston  L. 
Brooks.  Brutus  stabbed  Cassar  in  the  capitol, 
and  the  world  has  ever  since  approved  and  ap- 
plauded the  act;  so  shall  the  scene  in  the  Senate 
chamber  carry  the  name  of  the  deceased  to  all  fu- 
ture generations,  long  to  be  remembered  after  all 
here  ai-e  forgotten,  when  these  proud  walls  shall 
have  crumbled  into  ruins." 

Alas!  Mr.  Savage,  forty-three  years  have 
gone  by,  the  proud  walls  haven't  crumbled  yet, 
and  none  of  us  know  your  Mr.  Brooks. 

There  is  interesting'  editorial  comment  on 
the  unusual  number  of  deaths  among  ladies  by 
burning.  The  reason  of  this  deplorable  state  of 
aft'airs  is  attributed  to  the  "extravagant  size  of 
their  skirts  and  the  exuberance  of  their  flounces," 
and  it  goes  on  to  say  that  "a  full  dressed  lady 
cannot  get  within  comfortable  distance  of  a  fire 
in  her  present  gear,  and  on  account  of  the  recency 
of  the  fashion,  being  unused  to  dress  of  sue!) 
amplitude,  she  unexpectedly  finds  herselt  in  the 
midst  of  a  conflagration." 

The  sad  news  is  given  of   a  city  being  nearlv 


reduced  to  ashes  on  Tuesday  last  by  a  Ere.  Onlv 
two  houses  escaped  the  conflagration,  and  before 
the  fire  there  were  three. 

In  giving  an  account  of  one  of  President 
Buchanan's  "white  house  levees."  as  they  were 
called,  this  is  what  is  said  of  Mrs.  Trumbull, 
well  known  to  Jacksonville  people:  "Mrs.  Sena- 
tor Trumbull,  dressed  in  the  richest  black  velvet, 
now  the  top  of  the  style  in  fashionable  circles, 
attracted  around  her  a  crowd  of  admirers,  who 
were  charmed  with  her  sparkling  wit  and  gentle 
manners." 

Among  the  political  items  is  a  statement 
that  Mr.  Campbell,  of  Ohio,  in  the  U.  S.  House 
of  Representatives  on  the  16th,  gave  notice  that 
he  would  soon  introduce  a  bill  proposing  the  ab- 
olition of  the  nav}'. 

But  what  is  of  interest  to  us  is  a  quarter  of  a 
column  in  very  fine  print,  giving  enough  inforrna- 
tion  to  the  public  to  make  up  a  respectable  cata- 
logue concerning  the  Illinois  Conference  Female 
College. 

The  course  of  study  is  given  entire,  and  this 
is  it: 

FIRST  YEAR. 
First  Term.  Second  Term. 

Greek  Testament.  Greek  Testament. 

Caesar.  Virgil. 

Algebra.  Physiology— Cutter. 

Mythology.  Botany— Woods. 

SECOND  YEAR. 
First  Term.  Second  Term. 

Greek  Reader.  Cicero's  Orations. 

Sallust.  Greek  Reader. 

Philosophy  of  Natural  History.       Trigonometry. 
Geometry— Davies. 

THIRD  YEAR. 
First  Term.  Second  Term. 

Xenophon's  Anabasis.  Xenophon's  Anabasis. 

Natural  Philosophy— Olmstead.        Natural  Philosophy. 
Chemistry— Silliman.  Meteorology— Brock- 

elby. 
Mineralogy  and  Geology. 
FOURTH  YEAR. 
First  Term.  Second  Term. 

Septuagint.  Moral  Science— Wayland. 

Mental  Philosophy— Upham.  Evidences  of  Christianity- 

Astronomy— Smith.  Alexander. 

Kane's  Criticism.  Political  Grammar— Mans- 

field. 
Ancient  and  Modern  History—  Political  Economy— Way- 

Dew,  land. 

Logic  and  Rhetoric. 
The  tuition  in  the  collegiate  department  is 
S6.00  per  quarter,  with  contingent  expense  of 
S  .50:  room  rent  is  S  .25  a  quarter  (surel}-  a  mis- 
print); music  on  piano  or  guitar,  S7.50  a  quarter, 
with  $2.50  additional  for  use  of  instruments. 

Ornamental  needle-work  was  extra;  the  wax- 
work was  a  branch  that  was  taught  a  little  later. 
The  most  enjoyable  part  of  this  general  an- 


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noiincement  to  the  public  comes  at  the  last,  when 
parents  or  g-uardians  are  requested  to  deposit 
the  funds  for  the  use  of  their  daughters  or  wards 
with  the  treasurer  or  some  friend  selected  for  the 
purpose,  that  the  young-  ladies, may  not  make  an 
unwise  use  of  money  or  create  bills  of  credit 
with  the  merchants. 

It  reminds  one  of  the  mater  familias  in  the 
Vicar  of  Wakefield,  who  always  kept  her  daugh- 
ters plentifully  supplied  with  pocket  money.  Each 
one  had  a  guinea — was  it  a  guinea? — which  she 
was  allowed  on  no  account  ever  to  spend. 

Notice  is  given  elsewhere  in  the  paper  of  the 
anniversary  exhibition  of  the  Belles  Lettres  So- 
ciety at  the  Western  Charge  church  on  the  19th 
of  February  (this  issue  being-  the  5th  of  Septem- 
ber,)  All  friends  were  cordially  invited,  and 
doors  to  be  closed  at  7  o'clock. 

If  that  custom  were  still  in  vogue,  think  how 
many   "friends"  would  be  shut  out. 

The  Jourtml  reporter   would   never  get  in  at 

all. 

e        e        e 

THE  BIRTH-DAY  DIUNER. 


It  was  the  morning  of  the  birthday  dinner, 
just  the  sort  of  a  morning  that  was  to  be  expect- 
ed on  a  day  in  late  November.  A  light  snow  had 
fallen,  and  a  crisp,  wintry  air  made  the  great 
hre-place  ablaze  with  logs  the  most  cheerful  spot 
about  the  Holmes'  farm-house. 

The  quiet  house  was  filled  with  an  atmos- 
phere of  unwonted  bustle  and  expectancy,  for 
the  children  were  coming-  home  to  spend  the  day 
and  give  thanks  for  another  year  of  life  added  to 
the  three  score  and  ten  already  rounded  out  to 
Father  Ho'mes. 

It  was  to  be  a  regular  old-fashioned  birthday 
dinner,  with  all  the  good  cheer  grandma  knew 
so  well  how  to  plan,  the  grandchildren  to  expect, 
and  their  staider  fathers  and  mothers  to  enjoy. 

To  be  sure,  they  came  every  year — that  is,  a 
part  of  them  came.  John  and  Ezra  had  never 
both  been  home  at  the  same  time  since  the  birth- 
day dinner  before  that  old  quarrel  of  theirs. 

Everybody  knew  all  about  that  foolish  quar- 
rel, and  the  neighbors  had  taken  sides,  but  as 
the  years  wore  on,  it  died  down  with  all  of  them 
except  Ezra  and  John,  themselves — they  had  kept 
alive  the  bitter  feeling  for  fifteen  years,  and  in 
all  that  time  had  never  spoken. 

It  was  all  on  account  of  a  miserable  fence 
that  ran  between  their  fields.     Ezra  claimed  that 


it  was  on  his  land  and  ought  to  be  moved  back  a 
matter  of  five  feet  on  John's  cornfield,  but  John 
said  it  was  laid  out  right  and  vowed  he  wouldn't 
give  up  an  inch  of  his  land,  "brother  or  no  brotli- 
er."  He  established  the  justice  of  his  claim  by 
bringing  out  from  town  the  count/  surveyor,  who 
decided  the  fence  to  be  on  the  correct  line  of  di- 
vision between  the  two  farms.  John  lang-hed  in 
Ezra's  face,  for  the  triumph  was  his.  Then  Ezra 
swore  at  John,  tliough  he  was  not  a  swearing- 
man,  and  said,  --Don't  you  ever  set  foot  on  my 
farm  again.  I'll  never  own  you  for  a  brother 
again,  or  speak  to  you  the  longest  day  I  live!  " 

The  enmitv  between  tlie  boys  had  been  a 
great  grief  to  the  old  people,  and  even  when 
John  moved  away  and  only  came  back  on  rare  oc- 
casions, they  knew  Ezra's  wrath  was  still  kindled 
against  him,  and  the  discord  in  the  family  was 
something  to  which  they  could  never  get  recon- 
ciled. 

This  year,  John  had  written  that  he  could 
not  be  with  them  at  the  birthday  dinner,  so  then 
Ezra  felt  free  to  join  his  brothers  and  sisters  in 
celebrating  the  day.  They  came  early,  Ezra  and 
his  family,  but  some  of  the  others  were  there 
first.  There  were  warm  hand-clasps  and  affec- 
tionate greetings,  for  the  brothers  and  sisters 
did  not  often  leave  their  homes  and  cares  behind 
them  and  give  a  day  to  visiting  and  feasting. 

The  children  were  all  over  the  place,  for  in 
grandma's  dear,  delightful  house,  filled  with 
treasures  of  old  gowns  and  by-gone  finery,  there 
was  not  a  single  room  too  good  for  them  to  ex- 
plore and  romp  in. 

Grandma,  herself,  with  her  spectacles  safely 
settled  on  top  of  her  head  for  future  use,  was  in 
a  state  of  perfect  happiness,  settling  the  sleepy 
babies  on  the  great  white  beds,  dealing  out  rasp- 
berry tarts  to  the  boys  who  had  such  empty 
stomachs,  and  listening  to  the  laughing  voices 
that  filled  the  house  with  their  sweet  music. 

She  was  very  busy.  The  turkey  needed  her 
attention  every  little  while,  and  the  tart  basket 
had  to  be  filled  again  every  few  minutes,  but  she 
found  time  to  say,  softly,  to  herself  a  little  prayer 
over  and  over,  and  each  time  she  did  so  a  sort  of 
quivering  smile  came  to  her  gentle  old  face. 

What!  another  ring  at  the  door  bell.  Why. 
who  can  that  be?  Grandma  hurried  to  the  door. 
Ah!  she  had  a  secret  in  her  heart.  It  is  John- 
John,  who  had  written  again  to  say  that  he  could 
arrange  to  come  home  for  the  birthday  dinner 
after  all — John  and  all  his  family  with  him. 

Grandma   flung    open    the   sitting  room  door 


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and  went  rig'ht  up  to  a  little  woman  standing'   by 
the  fire-place. 

'•Susan,'"  she  said,  and  she  took  Susan's  face 
right  between  her  hands,  "you  are  all  my  chil- 
dren, and  you  are  in  my  house  to-day;  will  you — 
for  my  sake — speak  to  John  and  Mary?" 

Susan  could  not  well  do  anything  else  than 
reach  a  hand  to  John,  and  then  she  put  her  arms 
about  Mary,  and  they  kissed  each  other,  but  that 
was  not  a  very  hard  thing  to  do,  for  Susan  was  a 
sweet-souled  woman,  axid  the  two  had  been  school- 
girls together,  and  had  loved  each  other  in  the 
old  days. 

John  was  surprised.  He  had  not  expected  to 
run  across  Ezra's  folks,  but  he  said  nothing'. 

They  were  seated  at  the  great  long  table;  the 
sons  and  daughters,  and  the  children  settled  at 
the  little  tables  tucked  in  tlie  corners,  for  at 
g-randma's  there  was  never  a  poor  little  hungry 
chil(J  to  wait  forlornly  while  the  grown-ups  ate 
and  sat  at  the  table  afterwards  to  talk. 

"Father  and  Ezra  are  late,"  said  g'randma; 
"they  must  have  forg'ot  dinner." 

But  just  then  tlie  door  opened  and  in  they 
came,  stamping  the  snow  off  their  feet. 

Was  grandpa  in  the  secret?  He  must  have 
be.en,  to  have  kept  Ezra  out  so  long^  to  look  over 
the  cattle  and  guess  on  their  weight  and  the  pos- 
sible price  they  would  bring. 

"Well,  mother,"  laughed  Ezra,  "it's  quite  a 
family  you've  got." 

"Yes,  Ezry,"  and  the  old  father  spoke  quick- 
ly, "it  is  quite  a  family^ — four  boys  and  three 
girls — we've  g'ot,  mother  and  me,  and  one  of  them 
is  jest  as  dear  to  our  hearts  as  another.  I  some- 
times think  when  you  were  all  little  chaps — so 
little  that  mother  could  tuck  you  all  in  your  beds 
and  know  you  were  safe  and  right  under  her  eye, 
that  we  took  the  most  comfort  with  you.  Do  you 
mind  the  time  you  had  your  first  tooth  pulled, 
and  you  cried  so,  and  poor  little  John  cried  with 
you  and  wouldn't  stop  till  I  pulled  his  tooth — a 
good  sound  one  at  that — said  he  didn't  want  Ezrj' 
to  get  hurt  and  him  not  to?  Oil,  Ezry!  I've 
wished  a  thousand  times  you  and  John  could  be 
little  again  and  love  each  other  and  stick  by  each 
other  like  you  did  then.  You  won't  have  lono'  to 
quarrel,  my  boy;  it  seems  but  yesterday  that 
mother  and  me  were  startin'  in  life,  youno-  and 
full  of  hope;  to-day  we  are  old  and  mighty  nii>'h 
the  grave.  So  'twill  be  with  you  and  John  in  a 
few  short  years;  then  you'll  both  be  lyin'  in  the 
church  yard,  where  there's   no    nu)re    dift'erences. 


and  no  day  to  make  peace,  Ezry" — he  laid  his 
trembling  old  hand  on  his  son's  shoulder — "it's 
the  prayer  of  mother's  and  my  hearts  to  see  you 
friends  again  before  our  old  eyes  close  on  all  the 
things  of  earth — you  won't  hinder  us  from  hav- 
ing- that  g-reat  jo}',  will  you,  Ezry?" 

There  was  such  a  pleading-  touch  in  the  old 
man's  voice.  Ezra  hesitated.  He  looked  at  his- 
mother;  her  lips  were  moving-,  and  he  knew  she 
was  talking  with  God  about  it,  but  her  faded 
eyes,  so  full  of  tears,  never  left  his  face.  He 
took  one  long  stride.  "John!  brother  John!"  was' 
all  he  could  say. 

But  John  g'rasped  Ezra's  hand  in  both  of  his 
and  drew  him  along'  the  table  into  the  vacant 
chair  beside  him.  They  were  not  ashamed  of 
their  tears,  nor  the  tender  clasp  they  kept  on 
each  other's  long--parted  hands,  while  their  father 
lifted  up  his  earnest  voice  in  a  real  psalm  of 
praise  to  the  Giver  of  all  life's  mercies, 

Ah!  and  wasn't  that  a  birthday  dinner  to  be 
remembered  and  talked  of  "with  laug'hter,  and 
with  tears,  too,  in  all  the  years  to  come  so  long- 
as  any  two  of  those  who  spent  it  there  togetlier 
remained  on  earth  to  recall  its  brief  and  happv 
hours? 

It  began  with  that  wonderful  praver  of 
grandpa's,  to  which  all  the  sons  said  "Amen." 
and  all  the  daughters  felt  it  in  their  hearts. 

The  turkey  was  so  brown,  the  cranberry 
sauce  so  rich  and  red,  and  the  pies  so  melting- 
and  delicious  at  the  small  tables  given  over  to 
the  main  business  of  life,  which,  as  everybody 
knows,  is  eating';  conversation  lang-uished  here, 
for  people  could  talk  any  and  all  days,  and  there 
vi'as  only  one  day  in  all  the  year  to  secure  the 
glories  which  passed  before  them.  The  boys 
looked  like  full-blown  puff^  balls  that  would  pop- 
all  to  pieces  and  fly  off  on  the  wind  if  you  only 
gave  them  a  slight  squeeze. 

But  at  the  big-  table  they  talked  as  well  as^ 
ate;  told  half  forgotten  stories  of  the  glad  old 
times.  They  did  not  stop  talking-  even  after  tlie 
dinner  was  over,  and  they  left  the  table  to  gather 
around  the  fire-place  with  the  crackling  logs 
piled  high,  filling-  the  room  witli  a  warm,  red 
glow,  How  they  laughed  over  tlie  recollection  of 
Ezra's  first  girl — a  tow-head  girl  with  a  squint, 
"but  the  likeliest  one  to  take  up  with  me.  then," 
observed  Ezra. 

They  liad  not  forgotten  John's  pride  in  his- 
first  mustache,  a  hay-colored  wisp  that    was    the 


COLLKQK  Greetings. 


merest  shadow  of  a  mustache,  nor  how  he  liked 
to  1;)lack  his  boots  ou  the  soles  in  the  days  of  his 
dandified  j'oiith.  There  was  so  much  to  recall  it 
was  almost  sundown,  and  they  were  not  half 
tliroug-h  living' the  old  days  over  ag-ain.  They 
even  mentioned  the  old  fence  difficulty  that  had 
caused  the  breach  of  fifteen  years  ago. 

'•I'll  move  that  fence,  Ezra,  the  firwt  thing  be- 
fore winter  sets  in,"  said  .Tohn. 

'•No,"  said  Ezra,  "it's  in  the  right  |3lace;  you 
had  the  law  on  your  side,  and  I  knew  it,  only  it's 
rough  for  a  fellow  to  give  in  and  own  he's  beaten, 
John:" 

"But  it  isn't  in  the  right  place,"  persisted 
John:  "it  C(nildn't  be  in  the  rig'ht  place  when  it 
stood  between  brothers  going  on  sixteen  years. 
Ezra,  you  must  let  me  move  it.  for  I've  been  hard 
with  yon,  and  nothing  but  that  extra  five  feet  of 
land  will  ever  make  me  feel  like  I've  made  it  up 
to  you — just  a  full  five  feet  it  shall  be.  I'll  move 
it  in  on  my  land,  and  it  shall  stand  there  the  next 
twenty  years  just  to  keep  us  in  mind  we're  broth- 
ers again."  .  '" 

The  sun  had  sunk  to  rest  behind  the  dim. 
cold  woods  as  John  held  out  his  hand  and  Ezra 
took  it  in  a  claSp  so  hearty,  warm  and  true  that 
a  wonderful  divine  peace  seemed  to  steal  into  the 
room  and  dra'w  all  their  hearts  very  close  to- 
gether. 

e        b        £> 

EPISTOLARY. 

CONCERNING  1900. 

There  were  so  many  I.  AV.  C.  girls  concerned 
in  this  summer  experience  that  I  thouglit  you 
might  enjoy  hearing  about  it.  We  five  girls  lit- 
tle thought,  when  we  laid  our  plans  on  cold  win- 
ter Saturday  evenings  to  meet  together  once  a 
year,  that  our  plans  would  reall}'  be  realized  so 
soon,  but  the  first  meeting  has  come  and  gone, 
and  now  only  the  remembrance  of  the  best  time 
we  ever  had  remains.  Edith  had  us  visit  her  iu 
August,  during  the  Mechanicsburg-  Assembly, 
which  occurs  near  her  home,  and  where  she  has 
a  cottage. 

We  reached  Edith's  home  in  the  afternoon, 
and  that  evening — the  darkest  night  I  ever  saw 
— drove  twelve  miles,  and  after  all  sorts  of  funnv 
catastrophes  reached  the  Assembly  gTounds. 
Corrinne  M.,  who  was  also  one  of  our  company 
at  Edith's,  received  us,  and  we  started  out  that 
very  evening  to  have  a  good  time.     A  watermelon 


spread  at  one  of  the  tents  was  the  first  thing  on 
the  program,  and  we  almost  mortified  our  hostess 
to  death  by  insisting-  on  wearing-  our  hats — an 
unheard  of  thing-  at  such  a  place — but  her  ap- 
peals finally  prevailed  upon  us;  but  I  still  think, 
and  it  won't  make  an}'  difference  to  tell  you,  that 
we  might  have  made  a  better  appearance  with 
than  without  our  hats,  as  you  can  imagine  how 
our  hair  looked  after  a  twelve  mile  drive  in  the 
nig'lit  air.  I  must  not  forget  to  tell  you  that  we 
were  made  happy  on  the  next  morning-  by  a  call 
from  Dr.  Harker.  lie  came,  not  because  we  had 
missed  a  morning  walk,  remained  awa}'  from 
chapel,  or  had  had  a  midnight  feast,  but  simpl}' 
because  he  wanted  to  see  us.  He  was  all  that  was 
needed  to  make  us  a  really,  truly  I.  "W.  C.  crowd. 
He  told  us  lots  of  interesting-  things  about  the 
improvements  on  the  Colleg-e.  We  had  to  ask 
about  the  new  teachers,  because  new  teachers 
are  just  as  interesting-  as  "new  g-irls,"  and  all 
•'old  girls"  know  how  that  is.  Then,  of  course, 
we  talked  about  the  girls  that  have  married,  or 
were  g-oing-  to  be,  and  what  others  were  doing- 
and  planning  to  do.  It  is  truly  remarkable  how 
Dr.  Plarker  knows  all  about  these  things,  because 
he  told  us  more  than  all  of  us  combined  had 
heard  or  related,  and  I  can  tell  \-ou  that  wasn't 
any  small  amount. 

The  second  evening  a  crowd  of  us  drove  over 
to  Clear  Lake;  I  shall  not  tell  you  just  what  time 
we  returned,  but  I  think  the  "gas  bell"  had  rung- 
some  time  ago.  We  sutTered  the  consequences 
on  the  next  morning  by  missing  breakfast  eu- 
tirel}',  as  the  "Eating  Tent"  only  served  break- 
fast until  9,  and  I  am  sure  you  never  saw  a  paler 
looking-  crowd  of  girls  than  appeared  at  the  ear- 
liest dinner  hour  that  dS'y.  I  am  not  going  to 
tell  you  what  we  did  every  da}',  but  we  just  went 
ou  having  watermelon  spreads  and  good  times 
from  morning  until  night.  The  largest  and  best 
day  of  all,  of  course,  was  Republican  day — the 
day  Judge  Richard  Yates,  in  whom  all  our  girls. 
Democrats  and  Republicans  alike,  are  interested, 
was  tliere  and  addressed  the  people. 

The  last  night  of  the  Assembly  was  so  much 
like  the  last  night  of  the  term  at  I.  W.  C.  that  I 
needn't  tell  you  about  it.  But  there  .is  an  end  to 
everything-,  and  there  was  no  exception  to  cur 
good  times.  Oh!  how  we  hated  to  leave;  but  we 
adjourned  to  meet  next  year  with  me. 

Xelle  R..    1000. 


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It  is  becomiiiK'  sonievvliat  monotonous  to  de- 
clare at  the  opening-  of  every  school  term,  that 
the  attendance  has  never  been  so  lar^e  nor  the 
outlook  so  promising-  at  any  time  in  the  history 
of  the  College.  But  it  is  certainly  a  true  state- 
ment of  affairs  at  the  entrance  upon  this  fifty- 
fourth  year. 

A  year  ago,  when  the  first  addition  was  ready 
for  occupancy,  it  was  thought  that  would  suifice 
for  at  least  two  years'  steady  growth,  but  before 
the  year  was  over  all  available  space  had  been 
made  use  of.  And  when  that  second  enlargement 
along  the  west  wing  was  planned  to  meet  the  un- 
foreseen demand  for  room,  surely,  it  was  said  the 
capacity  of  the  College  would  be  sufficient  for  any 
tax  within  another  two  years.  But  already,  be- 
fore September  is  over,  there  have  been  a  hun- 
dred boarding  students  enrolled,  and  it  is  proba- 
ble that  every  one  of  the  twenty  new  students' 
rooms  added  during  the  summer  will  be  filled 
before  the  close  of  the  first  term.  The  growth 
is  a  surprise  even  to  those  who  have  hoped  the 
most  for  the  College,  and  at  this  time  it  seems 
impossible  to  foretell  what  the  future  of  the  in- 
stitution is  to  be,  but  it  is  not  too  much  to  expect 
that  it  will  one  day  become  a  real  College   in    the 


broadest  and  largest  meaning  of  the  term,  one  of 
the  few  "best"  in  the  land. 

There  are  various  reasons  for  this  happy 
condition  of  affairs,  but  in  the  President's, 
thought  one  of  the  larg-est  factors  has  been  the 
active  and  cordial  co-operation  of  the  ministers 
of  the  Illinois  Conference.  These  ministers  are 
showing-  their  confidence  in  the  institution  and 
the  grade  of  work  it  endeavors  to  do.  They  have 
placed  its  claims  to  patronage  in  a  favorable 
light  before  the  people,  and  the  increase  in  stu- 
dents is  largely  due  to  their  influence.  Perhaps 
this  is  a  part  of  a  Methodist  preacher's  duty — a 
gratuitous  service  he  is  expected  to  perform  in 
the  interests  of  the  educational  institutions  of 
the  church — but  even  tlioug-li  that  be  true,  we 
owe  our  thanks  for  the  service  so  well  rendered. 


There  is  yet  another  factor  to  which  due 
credit  has  been  given  in  the  up-building  of  the 
College,  and  that  is  an  awakened  alumnas.  It  is 
not  strange  that  the  resident  alumntE  feel  a 
quickened  interest  and  pride  in  their  old  alma 
mater,  for  they  have  seen  the  new  walls  rise, 
marked  every  effort  at  embellishment  from  the 
beautiful  new  furnishings  to  the  ivy  that  is  slow- 
ly beginning  to  mantle  the  north  front  and  the 
rose  bushes  planted  along  the  drive-way  of  the 
south  campus.  And  tliey  have  found  a  gracious 
welcome  upon  countless  "open  house"  days  until 
they  have  come  to  feel  the  College  is  indeed  their 
own.  But  it  is  not  so  easy  to  feel  this  keen  per- 
sonal interest  vi'hen  one  has  been  gone  for  y'ears 
and  received  but  occasional  news,  and  that,  per- 
haps, news  concerning-  some  fresh  need  and  a 
call  for  funds. 

It  would  be  better  if  a  friendly  letter  could 
bear  all  such  appeals,  but  the  demands  on  time 
are  oftentimes  too  great  for  that,  and  a  reply, 
even  if  it  be  but  to  state  one's  inabilitj'  to  assist, 
shows  a  friendlier  courtesy  than  no  reply  at  all. 

A  College  is  not  an  inpersonal  mass  of  brick 
walls  after  all;  it  has  real,  genuine  human  feel- 
ing's that  can  be  moved  to  gratitude,  or  possibly 
made  to  feel  neglect. 

A  student,  graduated,  finished,  sent  forth 
into  the  world,  represents  an  institution's  high- 
est effort:  it  is  by  this  she  is  judged  for  good  or 
evil,  and  in  tliern,  one  and  all,  she  must  feel  a 
perennial  interest.  Only  when  the  interest  is  re- 
ciprocal, is  the  condition  ideal. 


College  Greetings. 


COLLEGE  DEPARTMENT. 


THE  OPENING  DAY. 

Of  all  scenes,  the  interior  of  a  boardinjf 
school  at  the  opening  of  the  fall  term  is  certain- 
ly one  of  the  most  interesting.  There  are  the 
crowds  of  "old"  girls  coming- in,  pouncing-  upon 
each  other  and  bestowing-  g^reetings  in  true 
school-g-irl  fashion,  and  there  is  the  homesick 
"new"  girl,  too,  standing-  about  with  a  rather 
wistful  look  in  her  eyes,  wishing-  she  had  never 
come  to  this  queer  place  and  that  she  were  back 
at  home  with  mother.  The  trunks  and  boxes  go 
bumping  down  the  halls,  followed  by  a  chorus  of 
eager  voices,  beseeching  the  porters  to  "be  sure 
and  bring  mine  next."  A  glance  through  the 
open  doors  shows  the  rooms  in  all  stages  of  prep- 
aration. In  some,  the  curtainless  windows  and 
bare  mattresses  give  evidence  that  the  owner  has 
not  yet  arrived;  in  others,,  there  are  busy  occu- 
pants bending  down  into  the  depths  of  trunks 
and  couches,  or  balancing-  on  the  topmost  step  of 
a  ladder  tacking  up  the  "posters"  and  other 
trophies  gathered  during  the  summer. 

In  the  case  of  I.  W.  C,  the  arrival  was  un- 
usually pleasant,  for  there  was  the  new  wing  to 
explore  and  the  old  building  to  investigate,  to 
see  whether  there  were  any  changes  in  the  old 
familiar  halls.  Many  were  the  happy  exclama- 
tions of  "Oh,  see  our  new  carpet!"  "Isn't  the 
pattern  of  that  wallpaper  dear?"  "And  they've 
enlarged  our  wardrobe;  how  lovely!"  The  new 
addition  to  the  building  incllides  six  rooms  on 
each  floor,  while  the  wing  it  was  added  to,  for- 
merly the  old  wing,  underwent  a  marvelous  trans- 
formation. Walls  were  broken  away  and  new 
ones  set  up,  enlarging  almost  every  room.  There 
were  a  number  of  new  practice-rooms  made,  all 
of  them  on  the  west  side  of  the  building,  with 
the  exception  of  two,  so  that  the  girls  on  the 
court,  at  least,  are  spared  the  distraction  of  hear- 
ing a  dozen  pianos  going  at  once. 

The  opening  exercises  of  the  term  were  held 
on  Wednesday  morning,  the  12th.  The  entire 
fold  had  not  yet  been  gathered  together,  but  still 
there  were  enough  present  to  give  the  Doxology 
in  such  a  way  as  to  make  the  chapel  walls  fairly 
rin"-.  Dr.  Hamill  was  present  and  delivered  an 
address  to  the  girls,  which  was  thoroughly  en- 
ioyed,  as  his   speeches   always   are.     The   exer- 


cises were  closed  by  a  prayer  from  Rev.  Mr.  Ewert, 
of  Centenary  church. 

e        s>        e 

HAPPENINGS. 

Thursday  afternoon  there  appeared  on  tlie 
various  bulletin  boards  gorgeous  placards  an- 
nouncing that  Miss  Austin's  hall  would  give  a 
Progressive  Corridor  Party  on  Saturday  evening, 
the  22d.  Many  were  the  guesses  hazarded  as  to 
what  a  Progressive  Corridor  Party  might  be,  but 
the  girls  from  this  particular  corridor  only  looked 
knowing  and  parted  with  no  information.  When 
8  o'clock  Saturday  evening  arrived,  the  guests 
were  ushered,  in  groups  of  five  or  six,  into  Miss 
Austin's  sitting  room,  where  they  found  the  host- 
ess presiding  over  a  dainty  array  of  tea,  biscuits 
and  jelly,  which  the  lady  took  extreme  pains  to 
explain  was  Ohio  jelly.  After  lingering  a  few 
moments  here,  all  proceeded  to  the  room  on  the 
left,  where  tempting  dishes  of  olives  awaited 
them,  and  thus  "progressed"  from  room  to  room 
down  the  hall  on  the  west  side  and  back  again  on 
the  east.  In  every  room,  cordial  hostesses  pre- 
sided, some  pouring  delicious  cups  of  tea  or 
cocoa,  others  offering-  their  guests  tempting  wa- 
fers, fudges,  stuffed  dates,  rolled  peanuts  and 
taffies.  The  very  last  one  was  the  "souvenir 
room,"  where  every  visitor  was  presented  with  a 
tiny  wee  man,  made  of  a  peanut  shell.  The  arl- 
ist  who  painted  the  faces  is  to  be  congratulated 
on  the  soulful,  expressive  eyes  with  which  all 
these  manikins  gazed  at  their  owners.  Every- 
body pronounced  the  Corridor  Party  as  delight- 
ful as  it  had  been  novel. 

One  of  the  girls  ou  Main  Hall  treated  a  select 
party  of  her  friends  to  a  delightful  chafing-dish 
party  Thursday  evening.  It  was  rather  a  coinci- 
dence that  quite  a  number  of  this  same  crowd 
had  wild  dreams  to  relate  at  the  breakfast  table 
the  following  morning. 

A  member  of  the  facultj'  came  upon  a  group 
of  seniors  last  week  earnestly  reciting  something 
in  concert.  Gratified  at  seeing  such  a  studious 
spirit  among  the  girls,  and  confident  that  she 
would  be  treated  to  some  rarely  beautiful  pas- 
sages from  one  of  the  masterpieces,  she  said,  in 
passing,  "Girls,  may  I  hear,  too?"  "Yes'm,  cer- 
tainly." said  the  girls,  and  went  on  reciting  as- 
siduously. "If  I  would  have  knowed  that  you'd 
a  went,  I  would  have  came  and  said  for  you  to 
have  went  with   me."     And   the   teacher   reports 


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COLLEGE  Greetings. 


tluit  the  :i\vful  words  haunted  her  for  the  rest  of 
the  dav— and  from  the  lips  of  seniors,   too! 

To  be  sure,  a  youthful.  prett_v  face  is  always 
a  desirable  object,  but  when  possessed  by  a  new 
teacher  in  boarding'  school,  it  is  liable  to  cause 
the  lady  some  embarrassment,  as  was  proven  re- 
cently when  an  amiable  junior,  feeling-  her  heart 
go  out  in  sympathy  for  a  young  lady  who  had 
just  arrived,  said,  in  a  friendly,  patronizing  tone, 
■•And    vou    are    going    to    be  a   li^reshman.    Miss 

13 ?"     "No:    I    am    going    to    be    yonr    E 

teacher."  It  is  fortunate  for  our  amiable  junior 
that  the  new  teacher  in  question  is  not  vindictive- 
ly disposed. 

One  of  the  girls  recently  shocked  the  rest  of 
the  table  by  suddenly  reurarkiug,  in  the  midst  of 
a  conversation  about  last  year's  faculty.  "I  see 
only  one  of  the  old  maids  is  back  this  year." 
There  was  a  moment  of  painful  silence,  during 
which  everybody  stared  aghast,  followed  by  a 
burst  of  laughter  when  they  realized  that  the  in--- 
nocent  speaker's  glance  was  fixed  upon  the  deft 
hands  of  the  waiting-maid  as  she  cleared  the 
table.  

Numerous  happy  reunions  were  held  this 
summer  among  the  I.  W.  C.  chums.  Miss  Edith 
Loose  entertained  at  her  summer  cottage  at  Me- 
chauicsburg"  Misses  Abbott,  Ivinne,  Mcllvaine 
and  Reese.  Miss  Edith  Starr  spent  two  weeks 
with  Migs  Mary  Woody,  of  Homer,'  111.  Miss 
Hedwig-  Wildi  remained  for  two  weeks  at  Wind- 
sor with  Miss  Fern  Hilsabeck,  and  was  accom- 
panied, on  return  to  her  home  at  Highland,  b3' 
Miss  Hilsabeck.  Miss  Mayme  Prazier,  of  Georg-e- 
towu,  entertained  Miss  Esther  Tobey,  and  Misses 
Ruth  and  Jessie  Dotfyne  spent  some  time  with 
Miss  Lillian  Hart,  of  Auburn,  and  Miss  Esther 
Toby,  of  Danville. 


Many  of  our  students  sought  recuperation 
during  the  summer  at  various  watering-  places 
and  summer  resorts.  Miss  Lucile  Eliot  visited 
Petosky,  Maciuac  and  other  northern  points. 
Among  those  who  made  tours  of  the  East  were 
Misses  Irene  Kinne;  Clara  Pranks  and  Ethel  Dud- 
ley. Misses  Ploss  Howell,  Maud  and  Bess  Har- 
ker  took  in  the  beauties  of  Niagara  Palls,  while 
Miss  Amanda  Loose  and  Miss  Hedwig-  Wildi 
breathed  the  mountain  breezes  of  Manitou  and 
Colorado  Springs. 

The  young  ladies  of  the  Y.    W.   C.   A.    enter- 


tained the  girls  of  the  household  Saturday  even 
ing,  the  IStli,  at  a  "Left  Handed  Party."  The 
g-uests  were  met  at  the  foot  of  the  stairs  by 
members  of  the  association,  who.  after  giving- 
the  rig-ht  hand  of  each  new-comer  a  hearty  clasp? 
proceeded  to  bind  it  at  the  owner's  side.  The 
g-irls  were  then  supplied  with  pencils,  and  each 
one  was  assig-ned  some  special  animal,  which  she 
was  to  draw  with  her  left  hand  upon  a  card.  The 
cards  were  collected  and  examined  b)'  competent 
judg-es,  who  awarded  the  prize  to  Miss  Ga)'  for 
having-  produced  the  best  left-handed  drawingr.  It 
represented  a  tig-er  about  to  spring- from  a  ctoucli- 
ing  position,  "and  was  a  very  fine  representation, 
indeed.  Refreshments  were  served  in  the  side 
hall,  and  the  evening  passed  by  verj'  pleasantly. 

The  Belles  Lettres  Literary  Society  held  a 
yer3'  pleasant  reception  in  its  hall  on  Monday 
afternoon.  Sept.  the  17th. 

Phi  Nu  Literary  Society  held  its  opening- 
meeting  in  the  chapel  Tuesday.  Sept.  18.  at  4:30. 
The  prog-ram  was  as  follows: 

Piano  Solo  _  -  -  Elizabeth  Blackburn 
Reading-  -  -  -  -  -  ^lary  Woody- 
Amateur  -  .  -  _  Flossie  Howell 
Recitation     -----    Daisy  Rawlings 

Debate— Resolved,  That  the  U.  S.  should  as- 
sist in  the  dismemberment  of   Chiua. 

Affirmative — Pern  Hilsabeck.  Edith  Loose. 
Negative — Grace  Harman.  B.ess  Harker. 

One  of  the  new  teachers  can't  see  why  the 
girls  vvould  rather  shop  on  Saturday  than  on 
Monda)'.  She  thinks  Saturday  is  a  horrid  day 
to  shop.  We  hope  .she  may  never  have  occasion 
to  learn,  from  bitter  e.xperience.  the  reason  for 
this  strange  preference  of  the  girls. 
see 
THE  ART  EXHIBITION. 

Miss  Knopf,,  the  new  instructor  in  art,  has 
exhibited  some  of  her  paintiog-s  and  sketches  in 
the  College  reception  room,  and  many  were  the 
favorable  criticisms  passed  upon  them  by  the  nu- 
merous admirers  of  art  who  visited  the  exhibit 
Friday  and  Saturday.  The  most  popular  of  the 
pictures  seemed  \.o  be  a  larg-e  water  color  of 
chr3'santheniums,  and  another  painting-  much 
admired  was  "The  Dredge,  Jackson  Park,"  which 
was  done  in  oils. 

There  were  also  on  exhibition  a  number  of 
Miss  Knopf's  specimens  in  china  which  were 
beautifidl V  done. 


College  Greetings. 


9 


THE  NEW  FACULTY. 


Never  before  has  there  been  such  a  larfje 
number  of  teachers  boarding-  in  the  building-. 
(Woe  to  tlie  lover  of  midnight  feasts!)  Among 
the  fourteen,  six  of  them  are  new  teachers.  Miss 
Johnson  has  been  engaged  as  special  health  offi- 
cer, to  look  after  the  various  colds  and  cases  of 
indigestion  that  arise  from  time  to  time.  She 
also  has  charge  of  the  physical  culture  depart- 
ment, and  intends  to  instruct  the  girls  in  indoor 
basket  ball  later  in  the  season.  Miss  Ludwig, 
who- teaches  the  Latin  and  French,  is  a  g-raduate 
of  the  University  of  Michig-an;  has  studied  abroad 
two  years,  and  later  taught  at  Ann  Arbor.  For 
five  years  she  was  Lady  Principal  at  Butler 
Academy,  in  Missouri,  when  that  institution  un- 
fortunately burned  down.  The  new  teacher  of 
English  and  Bible  is  Miss  Bell,  of  Elgin,  Wis., 
who  g"raduated  both  from  Elgin  Academy  and 
Lake  Forest  University.  The  rapid  growth  of 
the  College  of  Music  majle  it  necessary  to  en- 
gage another  instructor  in  piano  after  the  term 
had  begun.  Miss  Clarke  arrived  last  week  to  fill 
that  place.  She  is  a  g-raduate  of  Lake  Forest 
University  and  Oberliu  Conservatory  of  Music, 
and  has  also  had  the  advantage  of  a  year's  study 
at  Berlin.  Mjss  Knopf,  our  new  art  teacher, 
graduated  from  the  Art  Institute  of  Chicago,  and 
Miss  Shanafeld.  who  has  charg-e  of  the  vocal  de- 
partment, is  a  graduate  of  the  Oberlin  Conserva- 
tory. 

AN   ALUMNAE  CORNER. 


SEPTEMBER. 


IE    MAYFIEL 


-iULSE.    -81. 


Blue  hills  -with  -winding  streams. 

And  In  the  pathway  golden  rod. 
Summer's  tardy  sentinel,  gleams 

From  out  the  green  and  fragrant  sod. 

Garnered  fields  with  emerald  hedge. 
Meadows  bright  and  orchards  red, 

Gayly  wrought  with  golden  edge. 
By  the  lavish  hand  of  Autumn  fed. 

Nature,  dressed  in  robes  of  gold. 

Does  the  story  truly  tell. 
That  the  year  is  growing  old- 
Summer  flowers— Fare  thee  well! 

Carlinville,  111. 
Vacation  days  are  over  even  for  us  whose 
College  days  are  memories  only.  Perhaps  there 
is  not  one  to  whom  these  first  days  of  chill  and 
keen  wind  are  not,  in  some  measure,  a  call  to 
steady,  disciplined  -work,  but  the  year  will  be 
brightened  and  the  care  lightened  if  there   have 


been  some  days  or  weeks  of  the  summer  given 
over  to  rest  and  rela.'cation.  There  comes  news 
of  all  sorts  of  delightful  trips  taken  b}'  various 
members  of  the  alumnee. 

Mrs.  Belle  Short  Lambert,  '73,  spent  tlie 
greater  part  of  tlie  summer  at  Breckenridge, 
Col.,  the  guest  of  Mrs.  Bertha  Wilson  Hardinge, 
'88.  It  is  a  mining  camp  bej'ond  the  Continental 
Divide,  iip  among  the  snow  peaks  of  the  Rockies, 
and  was  an  ideal  place  for  rest. 

Mrs.  Alice  Don  Carlos,  Vogel,  '71,  took  an^e-x- 
tended  tour  through  the  East,  visiting  New  York, 
Boston  and  many  points  of  historic  interest,  two 
weeks  of  the  tirne  being-  spent  in  the  Catskills. 

Mrs.  Marietta  Mathers  Rowe,  '75,  spent  the 
summer  in  Chicag-o,  where  Mr.  Rowe's  duties  as 
chairman  of  the  Republican  Central  Committee 
occupied  him. 

Mrs.  Ella  Keplinger  Smith,  '76,  has  been  in 
Europe  since  early  in  June. 

On  the  evening-  of  Sept.  12th,  in  Centenary 
church,  occurred  the  beautiful  ceremony  by  which 
Eliza  L.  Bronson,  '92,  became  the  wife  of  Rev. 
Preston  Wood,  Jr.  They  left  shorth"-  after  the 
wedding  for  Chicago,  and  b}'  the  turn  of  the  con- 
ference wheel,  their  home  will  be  Delavan. 

One  other  wedding-  not  yet  recorded  in  the 
Greetings,  though  transpiring  the  14th  of  last 
June,  was  that  of  Anna  M.  Groves,  '90,  to  Har- 
vey D.  Atkins,  of  the  city. 

An  item  of  interest,  which  Dr.  Harker  took 
pleasure  in  reporting,  is  that  a  recent  letter  from 
Mrs.  Julius  Hanback,  '74,  of  Pleasant  Plains, 
111.,  contained  a  check  for  S25  for  the  College  Im- 
provement Fund.  The  letter  also  bore  the  sad 
news  of  the  death  of  a  classmate,  Mrs.  Mary 
Whitehead  Spates,  of  St.  Paul,  Minn. 

Death  seems  to  have  invaded  macj'  house, 
holds  of  the  alumnae  during  the  past  few  months, 
and  one  of  the  sad  and  unexpected  ones  was  that  of 
Frank  C.  Orton,  of  Lincoln,  111.,  husband  of  Mrs. 
Caroline  Rutledge  Orton,  '75,  from  the  effects  of 
an  operation  for  appendicitis. 

The  Rev.  Wm.  Murphy,  a  superannuated 
member  of  the  Illinois  Conference,  father  of  An- 
nie D.  and  Mary  L.  Murphy,  '80,  died  recently  at 
his  home  in  Champaign,  111. 

The  Rev.  J.  B.  Hobbs,  also  a  fortrter  member 
of  this  Conference,  and  later  of  the  Colorado, 
the  father  of  Mrs.  Annie  Hobbs  Woodcock  and 
Mrs.  Harriet  Hobbs  Barnes,  both  of  '76,  died  at 
the  home  of  the  latter  in  Omaha,  Neb. 

Mrs.  Virginia  Price  Foreman,  '78,  of  Lathrop, 


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COLLKGE   QREETINGS. 


Mo.,  with  her  two  children,  revisited  Jacksonville 
for  the  first  time  in  many  3'ears,  tieing  called 
here  by  the  death  of  her  husband's  mother. 

Mrs.  Nora  Dunn  Akers,  '80,  of  Curran,  111., 
was  also  called  here  by  the  death  of  her  hus- 
band's uncle,  Mr.  Clampit. 

Martha  P.  Spates,  '76,  has  gone  to  make  her 
home  in  Kansas  City.  A  few  evening's  before 
her  departure,  their  friends  gave  Miss  Spates 
and  her  father  a  farewell  reception  and  present- 
ed them  each  with  a  handsome  chair. 

Mrs.  Mary  Hillerby  Mendel  and  baby  daugh- 
ter visited  at  her  old  home  here  during  the  sum- 
mer. 

One  of  the  interested  visitors  at  the  first 
chapel  exercises  of  the  j-ear  was  Mrs.  Jessica 
Arenz  Coleman,  '%,  with  her  daughter  Harriet. 
The  latter  has  been  the  only  one  to  openly  ex- 
press disapprobation  of  any  of  the  appointments 
of  the  Colleg'e,  but  she  desired  to  be  taken  home, 
and  so  missed  Dr.  Hamill's  speech  and  his  refer- 
ence to. "the  baby." 

Some  time  ago  Madge  Balch,  '97,  gave  an  elo- 
cutionary recital  at  Oxville,  which  so  delighted 
the  people  there  that  she  received,  and  accepted, 
an  invitation  to  teach  their  village  school  for  the 
coming  year. 

Clara  Fox,  '00,  left  last  week  to  spend  the 
winter  in  Southern  California. 

An  alumna  who  visited  the  Petersburg  Chau- 
tauqua was  not  pleased  with  the  appointments 
of  the  cottage  that  represent  the  Woman's  Col- 
lege. Lincoln  University  has  a  very  prettily  ap- 
pointed cottage  for  headquarters,  and  this  loyal 
I.  W.  C.  daughter  wishes  some  better  showing- 
to  be  made  for  our  College  next  year. 

Bertha  Rush,  a  student  here  in  '89  and  '90, 
was  to  have  taught  the  coming'  winter  in  the 
public  schools  of  Honolulu,  H.  I.,  but  on  arriving 
there  in  July,  she  found  a  call  had  been  made  by 
the  Superintendent  of  Manila  upon  the  Superin- 
tendent of  Honolulu  for  a  number  of  experienced 
teachers  for  a  teachers'  training  school  in  Manila. 
The  matter  being'  laid  before  her,  she  accepted 
the  oflfer,  and  is  now  on  her  wa}',  a  month's  voy- 
age and  not  without  dang'er  this  being'  the  time  of 
the  monsoons  in  the  China  sea.  They  will  touch 
at  Hong  Kong  on  the  voyage,  and  she  has  prom- 
ised the  Greetings  something  in  the  way  of  a 
record  of  her  new  and  strange  experiences. 

Mrs.  Tess  Templar  McMillan,  '90,  is  the 
mother  of  a  little  daughter,  Alice,  born  in  Aug- 
ust. Mrs.  McMillan  is  soon  to  remove  from  Den- 
ver to  her  new  home  in  Hutchinson,  Kan. 

A  clipping  from  an  eastern  paper  has  this, 
which  will  be  of  interest  to  all  who  remember  the 
family  of  President  Adams; 


OBITUARY  OF  GEORGE  H.  ADAMS. 
George  H.  Adams,  one  of  Harvard's  sons 
whose  life  record  redounds  to  the  credit  of  the 
University,  died  suddenly  from  apoplexy  in  a 
street  car  in  New  York  city  April  8.  He  was  a 
member  of  the  law  firm  of  Holmes  &  Adams  at 
66  Broadwa}-,  New  York,  and  for  a  number  of 
years  had  carried  on  a  lucrative  law  practice. 
Mr.  Adams  was  born  in  Massachusetts,  and  after 
fitting  tor  college  he  entered  Harvard,  from 
which  he  vvas  graduated  with  honors  in  the  class 
of  1870.  After  graduation  he  chose  law  as  his 
life  work  and  entered  the  Harvard  Law  School. 
Upon  graduation  he  went  to  New  York  and  con- 
tinued his  law  studies  with  the  perseverance 
which  always  characterized  his  everj'  act.  Dur- 
ing Peter  B.  Olney's  administration  of  the  dis- 
trict attorney's  office,  Mr.  Adams  was  assistant 
attorney.  At  one  time,  he  was  an  unsuccessful 
candidate  for  judgeship.  Mr.  Adams  vi'as  a  mem- 
ber of  a  number  of  clubs  and  societies,  among 
them  being  the  University  Club  of  Harvard,  the 
Bar  Association,  the  Law  Institute,  the  Down- 
Town  Law  Association  and  the  Rockaway  Club 
of  New  York. 


THE  LATEST  ADDITION. 

The  early  days  of  September  saw  a  most 
amazing'  amount  of  work  done  to  get  the  new 
buildijig  ready  for  the  opening  of  school,  but  by 
the  12th  of  September  the  rubbish  had  been 
cleared  out,  and  the  rooms,  in  their  fresh  paper 
and  new  carpets,  all  ready  for  their  new  occu- 
pants. 

The  addition  cost  SIO, 000.  Besides  giving  20 
additional  students'  rooms,  it  greatly  enlaru'es 
the  old  dining  room,  adds  a  new  kitchen,  a  pri- 
vate dining  room,  pantry,  store  room  and  cold 
storage,  while  underneath  all  is  a  basement  for 
general  storage  purposes. 

The  fourth  floor  is  given  over  to  music  rooms. 

The  music  teachers  all  have  airv,  well-lighted 
studios,  which  they  liave  adorned,  each  to  suit 
his  individual  taste,  but  a  decided  musical  at- 
mosphere has  been  diffused  by  the  faces  of  the 
great  masters  that  look  down"  from  the  walls. 

Isaline  Dickson  is  the  presiding  genius  on 
this  hall,  where  twenty  pianos  are  "engaged  in 
friendly,  if  not  harmonious,  strife  from"  earl v 
morning  until  the  ringing  of  the  gas  bell  at  night. 

The  halls  are  carpeted  in  blue  matting,  which 
accords  well  with  the  yellow  wood.  In  "the  re- 
ception room,  a  number  of  new  dark  polished 
wood  chairs  and  a  settee  give  an  added  attractive- 
ness. 

Lest  any  unenlightened  friend  might  think 
the  College  overburdened  with  funds  and  Presi- 
dent Harker's  ambitions  all  gratified  to  the  ex- 
treme limit,  it  might  be  well  to  state  that  at  the 
Conference  just  closed,  it  was  decided  to  push 
the  matter  of  the  Twentieth  Centurv  Endow- 
ment Fund  vigorously  during  the  coming  year. 
Dr.  J.  S.  Akers  will  continue  to  act  as  financial 
agent  during  the  coming-  year. 


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COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


Vol.  IV 


Jacksonville.  III.,  Octobku.  19()(). 


No.  2 


LITERARY. 


A  DAY  IN  SLEEPY  HOLLOW. 


MRS.  ALICE    DOM  CARL03   VOGEL    '71. 

It  was  such  a  sumptuous  September  morn- 
ing', all  blue  and  green  and  g'old,  the  wayside 
flaunting-  its  marvelous  beauties  of  g-olden  rod, 
black-eyed-Susan,  the  gorgeous  maturity  of  the 
Jack-in-the-pulpit  and  the  dogwood;  surely  Hol- 
land must  have  looked  upon  a  scene  not  unlike 
this  when  he  said: 

"Were  the  earth  splashed  with  blood  of  grapes  Irom  every 
Tinted  from  opal  to  dim  carbuncle  or  orient  ruby,    [clime, 
It  could  not  have  been  so  drenched  with  color." 

Leaving  New  York  in  the  early  morning-  for 
Tarrytown — by  the  -way,  it  is  said  that  name  was 
bestowed  upon  it  by  the  good  wives  of  the  early 
times,  whose  husbands  had  the  inveterate  pro- 
pensity of  tarrying-  on  market  days  at  the  village 
tavern — from_  thence  to  Pocantico  Hills,  where 
we  were  assured  there  were  always  conveyances 
for  Sleepy  Hollow,  and  such  conveyances!  tliere 
were  two  of  them,  either  of  which  might  have 
passed  for  a  duplicate  of  the  original  ''One  Hoss 
Shay." 

After  a  delightful  drive  through  the  drowsy 
shades  of  the  tree-embowered  hig-hway,  we  ar- 
rived at  the  beautiful  spot  which  is  so  rich  in 
historical  associations  and  legendary  lore,  every 
part  of  which  holds  an  important  place  in  the 
classical  literature  of  our  country. 

The  Hollow,  which  is  shaped  like  a  horse- 
shoe, is  charmingly  located,  and  s  without  rival 
in  beauty  of  environment  and  perspective;  its 
natural  enchantments  suggested  the  "valleys 
that  are  spread  forth  as  gardens  by  the  river's 
side,  the  trees  which  the  Lord  hath  planted,  and 
cedar  trees  beside  the  waters." 

Learning  that  our  Jehu  was  not  so  cognizant 
of  local  affairs  as  was  desired,  we  soug-ht  the 
Superintendent  of  the  Cemetery,  whom  we  found 
in  his  office,  a  beautiful  ivy-clad  stone  cottag-e. 
On  entering  we  found  him  engaged  in  writing 
and  giving  directions  to  some  one  in  waiting-,  after 
which  he  gave  attention  to  us;    upon  learning-  we 


were  from  Illinois,  he  said  "Why.  I  was  out  in 
Illinois  a  long  time  ag-o,  in  1855,  at  a  place — let 
me  see" — speaking  reflectively  and  tapping-  his 
brow  as  though  to  summon  therefrom  the  sug- 
g-estiou  of  the  far-off  place  in  that  far-off  time — 
"a  little  town  called — called — Jacksonville."  We 
replied  that  that  was  our  home,  but  it  was  not 
"little"  any  more,  that  we  numbered  probably  six- 
teen thousand,  had  mag-nificent  charitable  insti- 
tutions, the  best  of  public  schools,  fine  colleges, 
the  Woman's  College  and  others,  men  of  world- 
wide reputation;  that  Jacksonville  had  the  honor 
of  giving-  his  collegiate  education  to  William  Jen- 
nings Bryan.  "O  welll"  he  quickly  responded, 
"I've  been  a  Democrat  all  my  life,  but  I'm  not  go- 
ing to  vote  for  him,  I  didn't  in  '96." 

We  found  him  a  clever  genial  gentleman  witli 
the  innate  courtesy  of  the  old  school;  he  men- 
tioned several  places  of  note,  asking-  if  w-e  had 
been  there,  and  on  receiving-  a  negative  answer, 
he  said  "Labor  Day  occurred  not  long  ago  and  I 
was  busy  all  day,  so  now  I'll  take  a  vacation  and 
go  with  you."  He  proved  a  charming-  attendant,  ■ 
giving-  many  points  of  valuable  information,  with 
delightful  interpolations  of  local  happening-  and 
incident.  The  Cemetery  embraces  about  a  hun- 
dred and  fifty  acres,  and  millions  of  dollars  have 
been  spent  in  commemorating  and  beautifying-  it. 
Washington  Irving,  formerly  one  of  its  trustees, 
christened  it  "Sleepy  Hollow  Cemetery"  saying 
that  "the  name  is  enough  of  itself  to  secure  the 
patronag-e  of  all  desirous  of  sleeping-  'quietly  in 
their  graves."  This  cemetery  may  not  rival 
Greenwocdin  artistic  beauty  and  S3'mmetry,  but  in 
natural  loveliness  it  far  exceeds  it.  The  ocean 
view  from  Greenwood  is  marred  by  the  unsightly 
suggestions  of  commerce,  the  shipping  and  ship- 
yards, massive  buildings  and  other  evidences  of 
the  sordid  greed  of  gain,  while  the  tangled  wild- 
wood,  the  rural  surroundings,  the  restful  quiet, 
the  divine  repose  of  Sleepy  Hollow  are  exclusive- 
ly its  own. 

In  a  part  of  this  locality  maj'  still  be  seen  an 
old  fortification  which  was  constructed  during 
the  days  of  the  American  Revolution,  about 
which  many  of  the  old  battle-scarred  patriots  of 
that  period  have  found  a  final  resting  place;  and 


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College  GtREETings. 


there  is  a  quaint  superstition  that  they  are  still 
keeping'  vig'il  over  the  redoubt  so  valiantly 
guarded  and  maintained. 

It  is  needless  to  say  that  the  Mecca  of  all 
pilgrimages  to  Sleepy  Hollow  is  the  tomb  of 
Washington  Irving;  it  is  a  small  enclosure  sur- 
rounded by  a  neatly  trimmed  privet  hedge;  the 
grave  is  marked  by  a  plain  wliite  stone  bearing 
the  simple  inscription  of  the  name  with  dates  of 
birth  and  death;  it  is  the  third  stone  erected  over 
the  grave,  the  former  ones  having'  been  chipped 
a\yay  by  vandals;  within  the  enclosure  are  two 
ancient  black  oak  trees  and  one  larg-e  shell-bark 
hickory  which  for  many  years  have  kept  watch 
over  the  last  resting  place  of  the  inimitable 
•Diedrich  Knickerbocker." 

Near  by  is  the  old  Dutch  church  built  in  1699 
and  it  is  still  used  occasionally  for  public  worship; 
it  is  surrounded  by  the  g'raves  of  tlie  early  Dutch 
settlers;  under  the  silvery  lichen  some  of  the 
stones  bear  date  of  1650  with  inscriptions  in  a 
lang'uag'e  which  is  now  obsolete. 

Across  the  road  from  the  church  in  a  beauti- 
ful forest,  are  the  remains  of  an  old  mill,  although 
over  two  hundred  years  old,  it  is  still  v\'ell  pre- 
served. Time,  the  great  Iconoclast  has  dealt 
gently,  nay  lovingly  with  it;  it  is  guarded  by  two 
gig-antic  weeping  willows,  and  the  decaying-  roof 
is  almost  entirely  concealed  by  dark  feathery 
mosses  which  cover  "with  strange  and  tender 
honor  the  scarred  disgrace  of  ruin."  Climbing 
the  crumbling  stair  and  standing'  in  the  door-way 
far  up  under  the  shelving-  eaves,  we  could  see 
through  the  interstices  of  the  encircling-  wood, 
the  shining-  rippling  reaches  of  the  Hudson  river. 
It  was  a  grist  mill,  and  in  long-  g-one  years  tlie 
wheel  was  turned  by  the  tumbling  waters  of  Po- 
cantico  creek  whose  insistent  murmur  even  then 
could  be  heard  making  its  noisy  way  to  the  river. 
Over  this  stream  not  far  from  the  mill  in  a  dense- 
ly shaded  glen  was  the  old  wooden  bridg-e  where 
the  spectre  of  the  Headless  Horseman  was  wont 
to  appear  in  nightly  quest  of  his  head,  and  where 
the  Woman  in  White  was  often  heard  to  shriek 
on  winter  nights,  having-  perished  there  in  the 
snow. 

The  shadows  were  lengthening  when  we  re- 
traced our  way  along  the  Hollow  road  stopping 
for  awhile  at  the  school-house,  a  new  modern  one 
though  erected  on  the  "exact  spot"  of  the  old 
building;  the  school  for  the  day  was  over,  the 
children  had  gone,  but  it  was  our  privilege  to  see 
the  school  master  who,  in  the  pervasive    spell    of 


that  visionary,  somnolent  reg-ion  was  transformed 
into  the  veritable  Ichabod  Crane,  and  as  he  slow- 
ly wended  his  way  under  the  sun-rifted  shadows 
of  the  over-arching  trees,  we  were  quite  sure  he 
was  "boarding  round"  and  was  on  his  way  to  the 
home  of  the  honest  Baltus  Van  Tassel  with 
thoughts  of  the  adorable  Katrina  uppermost  in 
his  mind. 

While  proceeding-  on  our  way  trainwards,  we 
asked  our  driver — a  young"  men  of  twenty  or 
thereabouts — "Wouldn't  3'ou  like  to  live  out  in 
Illinois  where  there  are  such  broad  prairies  and — " 
"iVo;«c"  he  interrupted  and  his  reply  was  char- 
acteristic, "If  everytliing-'s  as  slow  here  as  it  is, 
only  twenty-five  miles  from  New  York,  I'm  sure  I 
wouldn't  want  to  be  no  further  west." 

The  day  was  done;  the  early-autumn  woods 
were  darkly  outlined  against  the  crimson  g-low 
of  the  sunset  sky,  when  we  carefully  and  tender- 
ly gathered  up  every  twig,  boug-h,  and  branch  of 
this  fresh  bundle  of  summer  driftwood  to  treas- 
ure in. store  for  the  coming-  winter's  lire. 
«£        Q        e 

GEMS  FROM  THE  GERMAH. 

BY  MRS.   JUL.IA  P.  STEVENS. 

Who  ne'er  witli  tears  hath  eaten  his  bread 
Nor  sitting  -weeping  on  his  bed, 
Hath  passed  in  grief  night's  solemn  hours. 
He  kno-ws  you  not,  ye  Heavenly  Powers. 

We  are  each  led  forth  into  struggling  life. 
We  wound  ourselves  with  crime  and  strife. 
But  oft  through  the  deepest  bitterest  grief, 
We  are  purified,  and  find  relief. 

©  O  ® 

THE  POINT  OF  VIEW. 


College  men  have  busied  themselves  of  late 
in  pointing-  out  to  an  interested  public  the  short- 
comings of  the  modern  educational  system. 
Each  man,  as  Bishop  Vincent  used  to  say  in  his 
lecture  on  "That  Boy",  has  his  theory,  but  none 
of  them  seem  to  be  able  to  say  with  the  g-ood 
bishop  that  he  has  tried  his  theory — and  the  boy 
still  lives. 

It  is  easy  enough  to  pick  out  defects,  but  not 
so  easy  to  found  a  newer  and  an  improved  S3'stem. 
And  then  so  much  depends  upon  the  point  of  view. 
Is  an  education  a  commercial  investment  that  is 
in  the  future  to  yield  a  return  in  dollars  and 
cents?  Is  it  a  veneering  to  be  laid  on  with  even 
thickness  for  the  purpose  of  advancing-  one's  so- 
cial position  a  grade  or  two?     Or  is  it  something- 


CoLLEOE  Greetings. 


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that  is  to  permeate  the  springs  of  life — to  broad- 
en and  deepen  and  purify  the  current  and  indi- 
rectly to  benefit  and  bless  the  world?  In  a  word, 
what  does  it  signify  to  you? 

A  great  educational  institution  for  women  in 
this  country  was  once  visited  by  a  titled  English- 
man. He  was  shown  through  all  the  depart- 
ments, and  the  appliances  for  work  explained  to 
him  with  g'reat  minuteness  and  care. 

"All  this  is  very  interesting-,"  he  said  to  the 
woman  president,  " — very  interesting,  but  I 
would  lilve  to  ask  you  this  one  question: 

"How  does  all  this  affect  tlie  future  of  the 
young  women?" 

Delighted  at  the  question,  the  president  threw 
herself  with  enthusiasm  into  the  task  of  answer- 
ing- it.  She  g-ave  statistics,  explaining  that  so 
many  of  tlie  students  became  missionaries,  so 
many  more  became  teachers,  so  many  entered  the 
medical  profession,  so  many  took  up  the  pursuit 
of  letters,  and  the  like. 

"Ah  yes,"  exclaimed  the  Englishman,  as  if 
slig-htly  wearied,  "but  how  does  it  all  affect  their 
chances?" 

"Chances!"  echoed  tlie    president,    m3'stified. 

" — Of  marriage,  you  know,"  pursued  his 
lordship. 

She  laughed,  and  said  there  had  been  no  sta- 
tistics gathered  under  that  particular  head,  but 
that  if  one' might  judge  by  the  number  of  wed- 
ding cards  that  found  their  way  back  to  tlie  in- 
stitution each  year,  she  thoug'ht  their  "chances" 
were  ample. 

Later  on  they  passed  into  the  department  of 
physical  culture  and  saw  the  students  at  their 
g'3'mnastics  and  at  tliis  the  visitor  grew  warmly 
enthusiastic. 

"After  all,"  he  said  "you  know  how  it  is — 
nothing-  so  improves  a  girls  'chances'  like  a  g'ood 
carriag-e  of  the  person." 

And  that  was  an  Englishman's  point  of  view. 


A  WORD  FROM  ONE  OF  OUR 
GIRLS  ABROAD. 


PusAN,  Korea,  July  7th.  1900. 


H  a  letter  from  the  foreign  field 
is  of  interest  to  home  friends,  can  you  guess,  I 
wonder,  how  much  more  joyously  we  out  here 
welcome  "a  letter  from  home."      But   I   will   not 


say  any  more,  remembering  "a  wofd  to  the  wise 
is  sufficient,"  but  tell  you  how  I  liappen  to  be 
writing-  from  Korea. 

I  am  away  from  Japan  on  a  little  rest  trip. 
School  closed  the  last  of  June  and  on  the  second 
of  July  I  boarded  a  steamer  for  this  port  where  T 
am  the  guest  of  Australian  friends  for  a  few 
weeks. 

We  have  had  a  full  year  and  I  felt  the  need 
of  a  change.  Our  American  Consul's  daughter 
joins  us  here  Thursday  and  we  proceed  together 
to  Vladirostock  and  then  back  and  on  to  Seoul. 
It  is  a  great  privilege  to  visit  these  lands  and  be- 
come somewhat  acquainted  with  the  work.  Japan 
will  seem  lovely  on  our  return — the  Koreans  are 
so  filthy  and  the  country  so  bleak  and_  barren  in 
comparison  with  Japan.  But  it  is  strange  (?) 
how  every  missionary  stands  up  for  his  own  peo- 
ple. We  sometimes  become  impatient  with  the 
Japanese,  who  with  all  their  civilization  and  ad- 
vancement in  the  world,  are  still  so  far  from 
Christianity — but,  after  all,  they  have  much 
to  rejoice  over.  Thrift  and  cleanliness  are  every- 
where to  be  noticed  and  there  is  an  indescribable 
charm  about  Japanese  life.  The  deception  and 
insincerity  of  the  people  are  often  disheartening, 
and  if  one  works  for  human  gratitude  he  must 
often  reap  only  disappointment — but,  after  all, 
the  "Japans"  Aunt  Samantha  writes  about,  lead 
the  nations  of  the  East. 

The  work  in  Korea  is  very  primitive.  The 
people  are  simple  and  more  demonstrative  than 
the  Japanese.  If  you  have  a  copy  of  Mrs.  Bish- 
op's book  "Korea  and  her  Neighbors,"  you  will 
find  in  the  first  chapter,  I  think  it  is,  a  descrip- 
tion of  the  Mission  where  I  am  now  staying. 
White  is  the  regulation  dress,  although  children 
and  young-  ladies  may  wear  colors.  I  have  had  a 
full  dress  suit  made  in  pink  and  blue  with  the 
royal  colors,  purple  and  green. 

Only  the  men  are  privileged  to  own  hats, 
which  they  wear  all  day  long,  never  removing 
them  until  night-time.  The  style  varies  accord- 
ing to  one's  occupation,  although  the  one  most 
commonly  seen  is  black  with  a  stiff  square  crown 
about  four  inches  wide  and  narrow  black  strings 
tied  tightly  under  the  chin. 

The  houses,  built  entirely  of  mud  with 
thatched  roofs,  are  without  furniture  of  any  de- 
scription— small  dirty  little  places  with  an  open- 
ing at  one  side  about  three  feet  high  as  a  door- 
way. Here  the  men  and  women  sit  all  day  long 
smoking  and  gossiping.     It  is  still  a  question  of 


COLLEQE    OREETINGS. 


how  these  people  live  with  no  visible  evidences 
of  labor. 

Women  are  never  seen  on  the  street  without 
a  white  head-dress  wholly  concealing  the  face 
and  falling-  in  folds  over  the  shoulders.  Sunday 
afternoon  we  watched  some  of  them  washing  on 
the  hillside  at  a  tiny  stream  of  dirty  water. 
They  always  wear  their  best  clothes,  lay  them 
aside  for  work,  and  put  them  on  again  on  their 
return. 

Korea  is  very  beautiful  at  this  season — her 
hills  carpeted  in  green  and  in  the  early  morning 
ho.urs  a  quiet,  lazy  atmosphere  causes  one  to  un- 
derstand a  little  why  she  is  called  the  "Land  of 
the  Morning  Calm."  Fusan  harbor  presents  a 
lovely  view.  This  is  rightly  the  rainy  season, 
but  fortunately  for  travelers,  the  sky  still  re- 
mains bright. 

You  have  doubtless  read  of  the  remarkable 
opening'  for  work  in  the  north  of  Korea.  It  still 
continues.  The  Presbyterian  board  under  Mr. 
Motfet  was  the  first  to  enter.  Dr.  Hall  did  a 
wonderful  work  there.  I  have  been  hastily  read- 
ing the  life  his  wife  has  recently  edited;  she  was 
very  brave  to  return  to  that  same  work  under 
our  own  W.  F.  M.  S.  I  hope  to  meet  her  in  Seoul 
or  Chempulpo.  Dr  Hall  is  universally  spoken  of 
as  one  of  the  saintliest  men  ever  sent  to  the  mis- 
sion field.  Our  board  has  no  work  here  at  Fusan. 
The  American  Presbyterians  have  a  large  mis- 
sion; one  of  their  number  is  a  former  Bible  Insti- 
tute student  and  two  others  are  from  Chicago. 
I  spent  yesterday  with  them  all  and  we  had  a 
good  time  talking'  over  mutual  acquaintances  at 
home. 

One  feels  a  bit  shut  out  of  the  world  here. 
We  have  had  no  news  from  China  for  a  week;  the 
situation  was  most  alarming'  when  we  left  Nag- 
asaki, that  same  day  three  steamers  from  Shang- 
hai brought  many  over  to  Japan  and  our  moun- 
tain resort,  will  probably  be  crowded.  We  have 
been  much  concerned  about  our  Peking  mission 
and  other  interior  stations.  You  probably  have 
more  definite  facts  than  I  at  this  time. 

I  met  an  old  I.  F.  C.  girl— I.  W.  C.  I  must 
say  now — just  before  leaving  Japan,  Miss  Emma 
Mitchell,  who  had  come  over  from  China  for  a  few 
weeks  in  Yokohama.  She  was  much  delighted 
to  see  the  recent  catalogue  my  sister  had  sent  me. 
She  was  in  college  a  g'ood  many  years  before  my 
time,  but  she  remembered  father  and  mother  and 
our  dear  old  home  place  on  South  Main, — describ- 
ing it  all  to  me.     As  you   may   know,    she   got   a 

I 


warm  welcome  to  "Kuassin," 

Our  chance  acquaintances  out  in  this  part  of 
the  world  do  not  often  come  so  near  as  that.  Miss 
Mitchell  is  a  W.  F.  M.  S.,  missionary  to  Wuhu, 
China. 

There  are  many  friends  I  would  ask  after, 
and  send  my  special  love  to  some  who  remember 
me  daily  in  their  prayers.  God  has  been  very 
good  to  me;    His  keeping  power  has  been  my  stay. 

"Peace,  perfect  peace. 

With  loved  ones  far  away. 
In   Jesus'    keeping, 

We  are  safe  and  tliey. 
Peace,   perfect   peace, 

The  future  all  unknown, 
Jesus   -we   know 

And  He  ison  the  throne. 
Very  lovingly  Your  Friend, 

Mamie  E.  Melton. 


® 


HEARD  AT  A  SALVATION 
MEETING. 


ARMY 


In  a  room  in  a  third  story  back,  a  woman  sat 
clasping-  her  hands  in  dumb  and  tearless  woe  over 
the  dead  body  of  a  little  child — her  ^baby — and 
it  had  died  of  starvation. 

At  niglitfall,  thousands  of  tnothers  had 
gathered  their  little  ones  in  their  arms  and  hushed 
them  into  the  sweet  and  dreamless  sleep  of  child- 
hood. They  were  guarded  and  sheltered  and 
lacked  for  nothing.  This  mother  had  held  the 
frail  form  of  her  child  in  her  exhausted  arms  as 
the  night  first  came  down  over  the  vast  cit)',  as 
the  serried  ranks  of  stars  shone  coldl}-  down  on 
the  slumbering  city,  as  they  faded  into  the  dark 
hour  preceding  the  dawn.  She  had  listened  to 
its  moan  and  knew  it  was  the  inarticulate  cry  of 
hunger,  had  listened  with  unspeakable  anguish, 
realizing  she  had  not  even  a  crust  or  anything 
that  might  be  exchanged  for  bread.  The  night 
wore  on;  the  tin}'  voice  grew  fainter.  Its  moan- 
ing- had  forever  ceased  as  another  da}'  dawned. 
She  held  the  little  stiffening  form  on  her  knee. 
It  was  a  light  burden — so  very,  very  light.  The 
wrists  were  scarcely  the  thickness  of  a  woman's, 
slight  finger  and  the  hands  were  more  like  bird- 
claws  than  like  a  little  hand  in  dainty,  tender, 
baby  grace.  The  purple  shadows  deepened  in 
the  small  drawn  face. 

"There  was  a  man  sent  from  God"  once,  a 
long  time  ago.  There  are  still  men  in  the  world 
sent  from  God.  One  came  up  the  long-  narrow 
staircase,  a  minister,  that  sad  morning  and  looked 
in  at  the  open  door.  There  was  no  need  of  an 
interperter — the  naked  room,  the  crouching  form 


CoLivBGE  Greetings. 


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of  the  woman,  the  dead  child,  told  a  story,  old  as 
liumati  sorrow. 

The  man  walked  in  and  stood  beside  the  wo- 
man. "I  will  bring-  help",  he  said  briefly.  She 
looked  up  and  glared  at  him;  she  was  mad  with 
grief  and  saw  in  every  human  shape  an  enemy 
who  had  deprived  her  of  all  that  g-rudg"ing  life 
had  given  her. 

"You  are  too  late,"  she  cried.  "My  baby  is 
dead — my  baby  is  dead!" 

Her  voice  rose  and  went  cracking-  over  the 
words  until  at  the  last  it  seemed  to  whistle  out 
of  her  parched  lips  with  the  grisliest  sound  anj' 
mortal  ever  heard.  Used  as  he  was  to  harrowing 
sights,  the  minister  quaked  at  the  sound  of  it. 
He  bent  over  the  baby  and  touched  its  tiny  wing- 
like  hand  with  the  tenderness  of  a  strong  man's 
compassion.  "It  is  safe  now,"  he  said  gently 
— "safe  in  the  paradise  of  God." 

But  the  woman  seemed  to  have  forgotten  his 
presence  already,  and  was  clasping^  the  senseless 
form  to  her  bosom  trying  to  warm  it  into  life  again. 
He  closed  the  door  and  left  her  alone,  as  she  had 
been  before  during  all  the  hours  of  the  nig-ht. 

After  a  time  he  came  back,  bringing-  the 
promised  help.  Kind  hands  forced  food  upon  the 
starving-  creature  and  led  her  away  forest,  prom- 
ising- the  dead  child  should  be  cared  for  and 
guarded.  For  twelve  hours  she  lay  and  scarcely 
stirred  in, the  sleep  that  saved  her  reason  and 
perhaps  her  life. 

When  she  wakened,  the  women  led  her  back 
into  the  room.  A  small  white  casket  placed  upon 
a  table  held  the  treasure  of  her  heart.  They  had 
put  a  little  frock  of  softest  lace  and  cambric  upon 
the  baby,  and  in  the  tiny  hand  a  white  rose-bud, 
scarcely  whiter  than  the  waxen  fingers  clasped 
around  it. 

It  was  a  kind  of  joy  to  see  the  little  creature 
shrined  in  the  purest  v/hite,  with  the  pretty  gold- 
en curls  shining  on  the  satin  pillow.  The 
mother  gave  one  long  look,  saw  the  casket,  the 
dainty  robe,  the  white  roses  and  her  darling  ly- 
ing there  so  peacefully  as  if  she  had  only  fallen 
into  a  light  slumber,  and  falling  down  beside  the 
casket,  bowed  her  head  upon  it  and  sobbed  aloud. 
There  was  no  sound  in  the  room  save  of  the  wo- 
man's weeping.  After  some  moments  she  raised 
her  head  and  turned  to  the  minister, 

"What  made  you  do  it?"  she  asked  with 
streaming  tears. 

"It  was  the  love  of  my  Christ  who  suffered 
and  died  for  me,"  he  said. 


"Then  tell  me  of  your  Christ,"  the  woman 
cried.  "If  He  made  you  do  all  this  for  my  baby" 
— and  she  swept  her  hand  across  the  lid,  massed 
with  fragrant  bloom  " — all  this  for  my  baby,  I 
want  to  know  Him  too." 

And  this  poor  creature,  flung  like  a  bit  of 
useless  waste  drift  on  the  city's  sea,  became  the 
centre  of  a  scheme  for  the  regeneration  of  a  cir- 
cumscribed portion  in  the  desolate  city.  It  was 
not  desolate  in  the  sense  of  being  wholly  given 
over  to  evil,  but  desolate  because  of  bleak  tene- 
ment houses  and  sordid  pursuits  and  bitter  grind- 
ing poverty. 

The  bare  rooms  in  which  Hannah  Hartsook's 
baby  moaned  out  it's  brief  and  feeble  life,  and 
from  which  they  carrried  the  tiny  thing  to  a  cold- 
er but  infinitely  safer  resting-place,  seemed  to 
her  a  blest  place.  She  had  been  warmed  and  fed 
and  comforted  there.  Another  presence  than  the 
young.minister's  and  the  tender  women's  had  made 
itself  palpably  felt  to  her  as  she  knelt  there  weep- 
ing by  the  dead  child's  side.  And  so  this  place 
where  the  Lord  Christ,  Himself,  had  been,  came 
to  be  a  sort  of  refuge  for  the  weary  hearted  and 
the  beaten,  whoever  they  might  be,  that  came  un- 
der the  notice  of  the  3'oung  minister  or  the  wid- 
owed, childless  Hannah  Hartsook. 

"Eh,  parson,"  Hannah  would  say  with  the 
broad,  mouth-filling  speech  of  her  native  England 
"but  I  never  ask  'em  who  they  are  or  what  they've 
done;  God  knows  that  without  the  tellin'  and  'E 
forgives  'em,  one  and  all,  and  why  shouldn't  we?" 
9  9  © 

ENGLISH    AS  SHE    IS    SPOKE, 

SOMETIMES  BY    EVEN  COLLEGE  GIRLS. 


A  friend  writing  to  us  concerning  a  specimen 
of  English  we  gave    in  our  last  issue  says: 

"While  living  in  a  college  town — O,  not  Jack- 
sonville, though  a  town  making  quite  as  much 
pretentions — and  having  charge  of  the  college,  I 
overheard  what  sounded  like  the  following: 

"Eideanode  voudawent  Idacome  by  for  you. 

"Fidawrote  my  comp  Friday  I  couldawent 
swellsasnot." 

"Fudabin    smartziwas   youdadid    it." 

Presently  something  was  said  about  the 
weather,  and  the  reply  was,  "Fwedanode  'twas 
goenta  rain  wedatook  umbrells." 

With  a  little  thought  I  was  able  to  construct 
a  paradigm  of  the  verb. 

fldanode,  f-wedanode, 

fudanode,  ludanode, 

fedanode,  fthadanode. 

I  judged  the  verb  was  somewhat  defective, 
used  mostly  in  the  subjunctive  mode. 


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long-ed  for  a  second  bite,  but  that  is  neitlier  here 
nor  there. 

Certain  it  is,  this  was  the  first  time,  and 
thougli  many  years  have  intervened,  the  recollec- 
tion is  still  fresh. 

It  was  not  a  verj'  good  play,  but  the  story 
moved  on  with  astonishing  celerity,  finally  landing 
the  hero  in  the  governor's  chair  where  the  night 
of  his  inaug-uration  a  party  of  his  old  friends 
came  to  see  him  in  his  newly  acquired  dignity. 
They  were  all  the  kind  of  people  he  had  grown 
up  with,  and  to  put  the  governor  more  at  his  ease, 
they  called  him  by  his  first  name. 

The  apparent  reason  of  their  coming  was  to 
present  their  friend, the  governor,  with  a  fine  large 
chromo  as  a  token  of  their  esteem,  but  the  big- 
Irishman  who  was  to  have  made  the  presentation 
speech  was  so  overcome  by  his  emotion — or  some- 
thing stronger — that  after  much  halting  and 
stumbling  he  concluded  it  would  be  better  to  sing- 
instead. 


It  was  a  very  dismal  song-  with  a  constant 
refrain  of  "Stick  to  your  mother,  boys  — don't 
forget  your  mother,  boys,"  Everybody  laughed, 
nevertheless  it  contained  good  sentiment  for  a 
man  breaking  away  from  the  environments  of  his 
early  life.  And  this  sentiment  forms  the  text  for 
this  month's  homily,  prophes}',  or  whatever  fig-ure 
of  rhetoric  a  somewhat  aimless  pen  chances  to 
fall  into,  though  as  it  started  out  with  a  Metho- 
dist allusion,  perhaps  it  had  better  fall  into  an 
exhortation.  The  mission  of  an  exhorter  is  to 
wake  the  people  up  to  a  sense  of  their  short-com- 
ings— this  time  it  is  their  shortcomings  in  refer- 
ence to  their  CoUeg-e  paper. 

Edward  Everett  Hale  in  some  of  his  charm- 
ing- reminiscences  tells  of  the  time  when  he  as- 
sumed control'of  the  Af/a?i/ic  Rud  thereby  came  in- 
to possession  of  a  barrel  of  manuscripts. 

He  goes  on  to  say  that  since  it  was  impossi- 
ble to  use  such  a  vast  accumulatiou  of  material 
that  it  was  a  serious  question  what  do  with  it, 
and  so  whenever  any  writer  of  an  article  in  the 
barrel  died,  the  event  was  in  a  manner  celebrated 
by  the  burning  of  his  particular  manuscript.  lu 
the  course  of  years  quite  a  number  died,  and  bv 
the  time  Mr.  Hale  was  readv  to  hand  over  his 
editorial  pen  to  a  successor,  the  barrel  had  been 
reduced  to  a  bushel.  The  story  is  by  the  wav,  it 
is  the  embarrassment  of  riches  in  that  barrel. 
Now,  it  may  occur  to  the  frivolously  minded  that 
there  is  a  slig-ht  difference  between  the  old 
Allanlic  and  the  ten  pages  of  a  College  monthly, 
but  they  have  one  similaritj',  and  tliat  is  in  a  cer- 
tain space  to  be  filled  ever}'  four  weeks.  The 
similaritj'  ends  there,  for  alas!  there  is  no  barrel, 
nor  bushel,  nor  even  a  half  peck  measure  filled 
and  ready  with  these  thing-s  which  go  to  make 
up  a  College  paper. 

To  return  to  the  text,  as  all  exhorters  say  at 
the  end  of  their  period  of  wandering,  and  to  ren- 
der it  a  little  differently  for  the  sake  of  increased 
efficacy,  "don't  forget  your  mother,  g-irls"  — your 
"cherishing-  mother",  that  is,  even  though  your 
school  days  are  past.  You  may  not  believe  it, but 
something  from  a  long  silent  pen  bearing  an  old 
familiar  name  is  more  eagerly  sought  for.  and 
read  than  the  most  finished  article  of  any  trained 
writer. 

And  if  }'0U  would  bear  this  in  mind  and  act 
on  the  sug-g-estion,  we  mig-ht  some  day  have  a 
barrel  attached  to  the  Greetings,  and  a  barrel 
would  make  life  easier  for  the  present  editors 
and  all  the  rest  of  them  yet  to  come. 


CoivLEOE  Greetings. 


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I       COLLEGE  DEPARTMENT.        | 
A  JOLLY  HAY  RIDE. 


The  Jmiiors  invited  t'.ie  Seniors  to  a  trip  to 
the  country  Saturday,  the  sixth..  During-  the 
morning-  Nature  showed  sucli  a  frowning-  face, 
that  there  was  general  fear  that  the  treat  would 
be  declared  off,  but  the  afternoon  brought  sun- 
shine. 

About  half  past  three  a  merry  load  of  Juniors 
went  ahead  to  be  ready  to  receive  the  loads  of 
laughing-  Seniors  later  on. 

Anyone  who  has  been  a  member  of  a  hay  ride 
troop  knows  all  the  delights  of  such  an  exciting- 
mode  of  traveling.  Those  who  are  uniniated  we 
advise  to  try  it.  Jokes,  bon  bons,  and  fun  quick- 
ly dispelled  all  scholarly  airs  and  long-  faces.  One 
wag-on  load  were  so  fortunate  as  to  have  the  Sen- 
ior class  officer  with  them,  and  her  active  mind 
and  witty  stories  kept  tliing-s  lively. 

In  the  course  of  the  evening  Dr.  and  Mrs. 
Harker  and  Miss  Gilchrist  drove  out  in  a  surrey 
(a  very  nice  way  of  traveling  to  be  sure,  but  how 
lamentably  inferior  to  hay  riding.) 

In  due  order  the  Seniors  were  ushered — no 
that  is  too  statel}'  a  term  for  free  out-door  woods, 
hurried  would  be  better — over  the  roomy  grounds 
of  Mr.  Rowe,  out  to  the  orchards  where  rosy- 
cheeked  apples  waited  their  doom.  Then  they 
were  taken  to  the  stock-yard  to  see  the  gentle 
creatures  (pig's)  and  other  curiosities. 

Just  as  the  sun  went  down,  the  welcome 
news  was  passed  through  the  various  groups 
that    supper    was     waiting-.  Much      dignified 

scrambling  showed  appreciation  of  that  welcome 
summons.  The  place  of  eating  was  a  picturesque 
g-rassy  spot  over  shadowed  by  tall  old  irees.  A 
very  pleasant  picture  was  made  by  the  gay  stu- 
dents grouped  about  the  sumptuous  spread. 
Grace  was  said  by  President  Harker,  and  after 
human  {?)  appetite  was  exhausted,  groups  and 
pairs  strolled  off  to  enjoy  the  beauty  of  the  place. 

The  jolly  old  moon  was  a  witness  of  the  fun 
and  she  shone  very  brightly  upon  the  crowd  which 
gathered  in  front  of  the  residence,  while  the 
voices  of  the  happy  girls  and  teachers  rang 
through  the  evening  air  in  merry  songs. 

The  ride  home  was,  if  possible,  more  enjoy- 
able than  the  ride  out.  Mirth  held  the  sceptre. 
Through  the  brilliantl)'  lighted  square   the   jolly 


crowd  held  its  course  and  when  the  College  Home 
was  reached  the  hearts  of  all  echoed  the  senti- 
mentof  gratitude  to  their  delightful  hostesses, the 
junior  class  and  their  class  ofiScer,  Miss  Cole. 
Many  thanks  are  due  the  kind  friends  by  whom 
they  were  so  hospitably  treated  at  their  country 
home. 

o        e        o 

The  Chapel  exercises  of  the  thirteenth  was  un- 
usually interesting.  Miss  Willnia  Rouse,  a  mis" 
sionary  worker  from  China,  gave  some  very  val- 
uable information  as  to  the  characteristics  of  the 
Chinese  people  in  general. 

She  said  in  part  that  the  American  people 
read  far  too  many  books  about  China;  that  many 
of  these  books  were  written  by  people  who  had 
very  incorrect  ideas  on  the  Chinese  people. 
These  writers,  she  went  on  to  say,  had  probably 
visited  some  few  points  which  held  Chinese  of  no 
desirable  characters  and  then  would  go  home  and 
write  extensivel)'  about  the  Chinamen.  Now,  if 
the  same  people  were  to  visit  the  interior  of  China 
and  observe  all  classes  of  Chinese,  they  would 
find  their  narrow  ideas  broaden  greatly.  The 
Chinese  nation,  she  said,  is  the  most  moral  and 
most  honest  of  all  nations.  She  proved  this 
startling_  statement  by  showing"  the  per  cent's 
difference  as  shown  in  the  great  London  dial. 
100  is  of  course  tlie  standard  in  honesty;  China  is 
95  per  cent;  Holland  is  90  per  cent;  Great  Britian 
is  85  per  cent  and  America  is  only  80  per  cent. 
Among  other  characteristic  virtues  that  she  men- 
tioned were  their  industrious  habits  and  also 
their  peaceful  natures. 

She  remarked  that  there  were  no  insane  asy- 
lums in  China,  that  the  Chinese  had  no  such 
thing-  as  nerves. 

Another  interesting  fact  was  given,  namely 
that  the  Chinese  require  literary  qualifications 
in  those  who  seek  duties  of  an  official   character. 

One  amusing-  g-limpse  was  g-iveu  of  the  life  in 
China.  '  There  is  a  sort  of  curfew  bell  that  rings 
in  China  every  night  at  ten  o'clock,  when 
this  bell  rings  all  the  men  hie  to  their  homes. 
But  on  the  other  hand  the  women  are  then  per- 
mitted to  leave  their  respective  homes  and  stay 
on  the  street  or  elsewhere  until  two  in  the  morn- 
ing. 

Miss  Rouse  is  a  woman  of  pleasing-  person- 
ality, and  by  her  bright  cheery  manner  won  all 
hearts,  while  her  words  were  teeming  with  inter- 
est and  information  of  the  Chinese. 


College  Oreetings. 


Can  anyone  give  us  a  clue  as  to  who  the 
young-  lady  was  that  so  far  forgot  her  maidenly 
sense  of  modesty  as  to  appear  in  the  Music  Hall 
without  a  tie?  If  she  can  be  found  out  the  girls 
most  certainly  intend  to  cut  her.  It  has  even 
been  rumored  that  some  one  went  so  far  as  to 
wend  her  way  to  her  practice  room  without  a  col- 
lar, but  this  seems  almost  too  monstrous  to  believe. 

A  group  of  girls  in  raptures  over  a  newly  re- 
ceived photograph — "He  certainly  has  more  beau- 
tiful eyes  than  any  man  I  ever  knew."  "Oh,  1 
don't  know,  he  seems  to  have  only  two." 

.  "I  wonder  why  it  is,"  came  floating  through 
an  open  transom  in  Main  Hall,  and  from  another 
voice,  "It  is  strange,  and  yet  it  never  fails."  The 
passer-by  had  visions  of  two  heads  bent  studious- 
ly over  an  open  book,  reading  for  the  first  time, 
perhaps,  some  great  scientific  truth,  and  was 
musing  on  what  a  beautiful  thing-  is  the  youthful 
mind  unfolding  to  the  wonders  of  science  and 
philosophy,  when  there  came  a  third  voice  from 
within,  "What's  that  that  you're  wondering 
aboutT-""  "Why  we  were  just  wondering  why  it 
is  that  whenever  you  don't  go  down  to  supper, 
they're  sure  to  have  something-  real  good." 

A  member  of  the  psychology  class  has  a  pe- 
culiarly original  theory,  that  owing  to  the  posi- 
tion of  the  mental  image  on  the  retina,  objects 
exist  in  space  exactl}'  inverted  from  what  we  see 
them.  The  College  building,  for  instance,  which 
we  believed  to  be  resting-  so  firmly  on  its  founda- 
tion, is  in  reality  surmounted  by  the  latter  and 
supported  on  its  chimneys.  Pianos  stand  with 
pedals  aloft  and  with  what  is  vulgarly  termed 
the  "top"  touching  the  floor.  Our  wardrobes, 
which  to  the  unscientific  mind,  appear  to  have 
their  hooks  attached  above,  really  have  them 
fastened  to  the  bottom.  We  fear,  however,  that 
this  youthful  theorist  would  have  to  undergo 
more  than  the  martyrdom  of  Galileo  before  she 
succeeded  in  converting  the  world  to  her  belief. 

A  senior's  paraphrase  of  "I  know  not  why  I 
am  so  sad,  etc.,"  Antonio's  opening  speech  in 
"The  Merchant  of  Venice" — "Antonio's  got  the 
blues  and  it  makes  him  and  everybody  else  so 
tired  they  don't  know  what  to  do." 

To  be  sure  originality  is  an  excellent  thing, 
but  sometimes  it  isn't  a  bad  idea  to  cling  to  the 
g-ood  old  way.  For  instance,  it  is  doubtful 
whether  to  commend  one  of  the  Virgil  students 
in  her  substitution  of  "Hello,  j'oung  man,"  in 
place  of  the  time  honored,  "Hail,  fair  youth." 


Rhetoric  teacher,  after  she  has  explained  at 
length  the  various  migrations  which  have  formed 
the  peoples  of  Europe:  "Now  Miss  X,  what  was 
the  tribe  that  settled  in  Scandinavia?"  The  pupil 
whose  thoughts  had  been  elsev/here:  "Well-er  i 
don't  know,  unless  maybe  it  was  the  Teuts." 

A  drawing  lesson  was  in  progress  in  one  of 
the  primary  rooms  and  a  gorgeous  pea-cock  feath- 
er pinned  up  against   the   wall   was   the   model. 

All  heads  were  bent  busily  over  their  papers 
when  suddenly  one  of  the  little  draughtsmen 
looked  up  and  pointing  to  the  long  curling  fibers 
extending  from  the  body  of  the  feather,  asked 
eagerly,  "Do  you  want  us  to  draw  the  hairs,  too. 
Miss  K— ?" 

e        e        s 

MUSICAL. 

The  first  faculty  recital  of  the  year  occurred 
the  evening  of  the  15th.  The  college  chapel  was 
filled  at  an  early  hour,  for  this  event  had  been 
most  eagerly  anticipated,  it  being  the  first  public 
appearance  of  the  two  new  members  of  the  musical 
faculty.  Miss  Marie  Shanafelt  and  Miss  Lucia  E. 
Clark. 

Both  are  talented  musicians  and  fully  realized 
the  expectations  of  their  hearers,  being-  several 
times  recalled  by  the  enthusiastic  applause. 

The  following-  was  the  program  rendered: 
Pur  Dicesti         -------        Lotti 

Capriccio       -----  Scarlatti-Tausig. 

Notturno  ------  Sgambati. 

Gossip  Joan  (Old  English)  -  .  -  Randegger. 

Ye  Banks  and  Braes  (Old  Scotch)         -       -       -       -         Franz. 

Kilmare  (Old  Irish  Melody)        ------        

CmfSrienne    [         "       " Paderewski.. 

Sans  Toi           ------  D'Hardelot. 

Haiden-Rceslein           -----  Schubert.. 

Who  is  Syl-sria          -          -          -          -          -  -       Schubert. 

Potontfse! MacDowell. 

Spring       ----------     Henschel- 

ess 
At  4:15  o'clock,  Thursday,  the  ISth,    the  first 
public  pupils'  recital  occured  with   the    following 
program: 

Preclude  in  C  \  .  .  .  .  .  r,„p,. 

Fugue  in  C  minor   j  r.cii.a. 

Miss  Elizabeth  BLACKsrRN. 
Impromptu  in  A  flat       -----        Schubert. 

Miss  May  Onken. 
Fisherraaiden       ------        Wilhelnv. 

Miss  Elizabeth  Mathers. 
Vinitienne  Barcarolle         ------  Godard. 

Miss  Irma  Marsr.4LL. 
Oh,  That  We  Two  Were  Maying  -  -  -  Xevin- 

Miss  Jessie  Wilcox. 
Spring  Song       ------        -         -         Liebling- 

Miss  Nina  Mitchell. 
Were  I  Gardner       -------         Chaminade. 

Miss  Urla  Rottger. 
Magic  Fire  Scene     ------      Brassin-Wagner- 

Miss  Eliz.^betb  Doying 


COLLEOE    GREETINOS. 


9 


There  is  still  a  steady  increase  of  pupils  in 
tlie  musical  department  of  the  Colleg'e.  The  two 
new  teachers  as  well  as  the  ones  of  last  year 
have  already  the  most  of  their  time  occupied. 
Two  new  pianos  have  been  purchased  within  the 
last  month  and  if  any  one  needs  to  be  convinced 
of  the  musical  atmosphere  of  the  Colleg'e,  let  him 
visit  the  southwest  wing  during  a  practice  divi- 
sion and  listen  for  ten  or  fifteen  minutes. 

The  new  Glee  Club  is  organized  and  will  be 
known  as  the  Young  Ladies  Chorus.  The  Chorus 
will  consist  of  thirty  five  members  and  under  Mr. 
Stead's  leadership  will  doubtless  do  some  fine 
work.  They  will  take  up  cantata  work  with 
glee  and  lighter  work  for  recreation, 

The  special  object  of  their  work  will  be  the 
concert  next  spring,  of  which  much  will  be  ex- 
pected. 

The  next  faculty  concert  of  the  year  will  be 
Mr.  Stead's  organ  recital  at  Grace  Church  in 
November. 

®  ®  IS 

CONCERNING  ALUMNAE. 


Mrs.  Katlierine  McElfresh  Blair  '84  and  little 
son,  McKendree  have  spent  October  with  her  par- 
ents in  the  city. 

Ninetta  Layton  '91  has  accepted  a  position  in 
the  State  School  for  the  Deaf  at  Baton  Roug-e, 
La. 

Mrs.  Belle  Short  Lambert  '73  has  been  in  at- 
tendance on  the  State  Federation  of  Clubs  at 
Rockford  in  her  capacity  as  State  Treasurer. 

Mrs.  Jennie  Kinman  Ward  '65  was  also  pres- 
ent and  took  part  in  the  discussion  concerning 
•  'The  Relation  of  the  Club  to  Other  Org-anizations. " 
Mrs.  Ward  was  unexpectedly  called  upon  to  take 
this  part  in  the  absence  of  Mrs.  Mary  Turner 
Carriel  to  whom  it  had  been  assig-ned,  and  it  was 
said  she  had  very  limited  time  in  which  to  pre. 
pare,  but  her  pg-per  was  highly  complimented  in 
the  press  notices. 

Mrs  Vogel,  who  l;as  told  us  so  delightfully 
of  the  day  she  spent  last  summer  at  Sleepy  Hol- 
low in  this  issue  of  the  Greetings,  has  promised 
a  continuation  of  the  narrative  of  her  summer's 
travels  for  the  November  number. 

The  letter  from  Mamie  Melton  '91  a  part  of 
which  appears  in  this  month's  Greetings,  was 
written  to  a  friend  and  not  intended  for  the  g'en- 
eral  public  but  we  are  all  her  friends  and  so  in- 
terested  in  all  that  g'oes  to  make   up   her  life   in 


Japan  that  she  would  surely  forg-ive  its  use  in 
this  way.  It  was  DeQuincey  who  said  in  his 
"Essay  on  Style,"  Would  you  desire  at  this  day 
to  read  our  noble  lang-uage  in  its  native  beauty, 
picturesque  from  idiomatic  propriety,  racy  in 
its  phraseology,  delicate  yet  sinewy  iu  its  com- 
position, steal  the  mail-bag's  and  break  open  all 
the  letters  in  female  handwriting-." 

Kate  Blackburn  '83,  has  suffered  some  anx- 
iety growing-  out  of  the  trouble  between  Bul- 
g-aria  and  Roumania  which  perhaps  some  of  us 
in  reading-,  have  failed  to  think  of  in  connection 
with  Miss  Blackburn's  mission  work.  For  a 
time  she  feared  the  building-  for  her  girls'  school 
would  be  seized  and  used  for  quartering-   troops, 

A  telegram  dated  October  22nd,  announced 
to  relatives  in  Jacksonville  the  sorrowful  news  of 
the  death  from  diphtheria  of  little  John  M.  Pal- 
mer, the  five  year  old  son  of  Mrs.  Maude  Laning- 
Palmer  '88  at  the  Laning-home  in  Petersburg. 

Elizabeth  Winterbottom  '98,  is  engaged  in 
teaching-  this  year  in  the  city  public  school. 

©         «         » 

NOTICE. 

President  Harker  greatlv  desires  College  cat- 

alog-ues  of  the  years  '61-2;  '62-3;  '48-9   and   copies 

of  the  Greetings  for  Sept.,   and   Oct.    '98;    April 

'98  and  April  '99. 

see 

MISS  BREHM  WITH  US. 


October  16th,  the  chapel  exercises  was  given 
over  into  the  hands  of  the  W.  C.  T.  U.  Mrs. 
Sarah  R.  Cocking-  introduced  Miss  Brehm,  one  of 
the  state  workers,  who  spoke  in  a  touching-  man- 
ner of  the  late  g-reat  national  president  of  the 
Temperance  Union.  Her  words  were  full  of 
tender  love  and  admiration  for  this  great  woman. 
She  asked  what  it  was  that  made  Miss  Frances 
Willard  g-reat,  what  was  the  secret  of  her  great 
power,  just  this,  that  she  took  God  at  his  word, 
that  she  became  a  "partaker  of  the  Divine 
Nature," 

Twenty  seven  years  ago,  there  was  not  the 
stand  taken  in  regard  to  the  "Social  glass"  that 
there  is  now,  and  Miss  Williard  opened  up  the 
field  of  work  almost  untouched  before  by  woman. 
She  alluded  to  the  sacrifices'  of  Miss  Willard, 
who  often  went  without  her  lunch  at  noon 
simply  because  she  had  no  money  with  which  to 
buy  food,  and  often  she  would  walk  block  after 
block  along-  the  hot  brick  city  pavements,  because 


%o 


College  Greetings. 


she  had  no  car  fare.  Those  privations  were  due 
to  an  inherent  pride  which  kept  her  from  asking 
for  money  for  the  great  cause,  and  slie  would  go 
without  herself  rather  than  ask  for  financial  aid. 
At  a  convention  in  Toronto,  when  Miss  Will- 
ard  was  surrounded  by  great  dig'nitaries  and  by 
women  from  forty  three  different  nations  in  the 
world,  in  the  presence  of  these,  this  noble  presi- 
dent was  called  the  uncrowned  queen  of  America, 
a  frail  little  woman  from  Iceland  arose  and  re- 
buked them  saying  "not  of  America  for  she  was 
kpown  in  Iceland,  rather  call  her  the  uncrowned 
queen  of  the  world."  The  vast  audience  express- 
ed one  strong  Amen  to  this  brave  little  Icelander's 
amendment. 

-  At  the  close  of  her  impressive  talk,  iVIiss 
Brelim  gracefully  tendered  a  picture  of  Miss 
Frances  Willard  to  the  President,  students  and 
teachers  of  I.  W.  C.  to  be  hung  in  the  Colleg'e 
library. 

At  the  close  all  joined  in  singing  the    beauti- 
ful hymn,  "Our  Native  Land. 


COLLEGE  NOTES. 


Mrs.  Yokiscli  of  Virginia  visited  her  daughter 
Meda  the  24th. 

Nelle  Robertson  of  Virginia,  was  the  guest 
of  Miss  Musch  at  the  College  Monday,  October  1. 

Mr.  A.  M.  Mills  of  Ridge  Farm,  visited  his 
daughter  Mable  on  Thursday,  September  27th. 

Miss  Knopf,  the  art  teacher,  spent  a  few 
days  the  first  part  of  the  month  at  her  home  in 
Chicago. 

Miss  Gilchrist  attended  the  Club  Federation 
in  Rockford  several  days  during  its  recent  ses- 
sion. 

Golden  Berryman  had  the  pleasure  of  a  visit 
from  her  father  Mr.  L.  O.  Berryman  of  Franklin 
recently. 

Dr.  and  Mrs  Harker  both  took  advantage  of 
]ast  Saturday's  excursion  to  visit  Mrs  F.  J.  Mc 
Cullough,  the  former's  sister,  of  Oak  Park. 

Miss  Katherine  Cole  gave  an  elocutionary 
recital  at  Ebenezer  church  Tuesday  of  the  past 
week  under  the  auspices  of  the  Epworth  League. 

Mr.  J.  B.  Read  and  Mr.  A.  D.  Read  of  Piper 
City,  called  upon  their  daughters  Gertrude,  Edna 
and  Ethel  during  the  last  week  of  September. 


Irma  Marshall  was  one  of  the  excursionists  to 
Chicago  the  201  h. 

Mr.  Barrows  of  Ipava  was  the  guest  of  Irma 
Marshall  one  day  of  last  week. 

Emma  Burnett  spent  Sunda3^  the  21st  at  her 
home  in  Waverly. 

Gertrude  Read  and  Golden  Berryman  eacli 
spent  Sunday  Oct.  21st  at  their  respective  homes. 
Piper  City  and  Franklin. 

Helen  Pratt  and  Lillian  Hart  each  visited  at 
their  respective  homes  Oct.,  7th  and  8th.  and 
Myra  Davis  with  friends  in  St.  Louis. 

Some  of  the  new  students  enrolled  are  Jose- 
phine Correll,  Olive  Jack  of  Buffalo,  Mae  Thomp- 
son of  Virden  and  Hannah  Fields  of  Cedar  Falls. 
Iowa. 

Miss  Willma  Rouse,  the  returned  missionary 
from  China  was  a  guest  of  Jessie  Wilcox  during 
her  recent  visit  to  the  College  and  won  the  hearts 
of  every  one  who  was  privileged  to  meet  her. 
She  returns  next  month  to  Foochow,  China. 

Dr.  W.  H.  MusgroveandRev.  Chris  Galeener 
during  the  recent  celebration  of  the  fiftieth  an- 
niversary of  the  founding  of  Grace  Church  vis- 
ited the  College  and  expressed  great  pleasure 
at  the  various  improvements  which  have  taken 
place. 

Miss  Trout,  who  for  so  long  a  time  was  one  of 
the  efficient  teachers  of  I.  W.  C.  is  now  sojourn- 
ing in  beautiful  Paris.  Letters  have  been  receiv- 
ed from  her,  showing  bright  little  glimpses  of 
the  pleasant  hours  spent  there.  We  all  wish 
her  happiness   and  profit   from  her  trip    abroad. 

President  and  Mrs.  Harker  entertained  the 
Faculty  the  night  of  the  11th.  It  was  informal 
and  for  the  purpose  of  getting  acquainted  with 
the  six  new  members  of  the  faculty.  All  are 
charming  cultured  women  aud  promise  to  make 
desirable  additions  to  the  College  family. 
Dainty  refreshments  were  served  and  the  even- 
ing spent  in  conversation  most  delightfully. 

During  the  English  recitation  a  few  morning's 
ag'o,  the  Senior  class  was  electrified  b}'  a  request 
to  give  the  principal  parts  of  a  verb.  One  trem- 
bling victim  staggered  to  her  feet  and  with  much 
trepidation  succeeded  in  stumbling-  through  it. 
Now  if  such  shocks  are  repeated  the  Seniors  will 
think  they  are  justified  in  appealing  to  the  fac- 
ulty for  protection.  How  would  that  aug-ust 
body  feel  if  called  upon  to  experience  over  again 
the  agony  of  verb  conjugation?  That  is  a 
Rubicon  the  Seniors  are  unwilling  to  recrcvss. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


AT'oL.  IV 


Jacksonville,  III.,  Novkmbkh    Iflno 


No.  3 


(W  €[ 

'4  LliERAR  1 .  # 

IN  AND  ABOUT  NEW  YORK. 

MRS.    ALICE  DOM  CARLOS  VOGEL,    '75. 

Of  many  deligiitful  journeys  in  and  about 
New  York,  there  is  none  more  pleasurable  than 
a  trip  to  Glen  Island.  Takino-  a  steamer  on  the' 
North  river — though  why  it  is  so  called  has  never 
been  satisfactorily  explained,  for  it  is  really  the 
Hudson  river — you  pass  southward  into  New 
York  Bay,  round  the  lower  part  of  Manhattan, 
past  docks,  piers,  ships,  quays  and  all  the  varied 
scenes  that  characterize  the  mightiest  gateway 
of  the  American  continent;  then  into  the  East 
river, under  the  Suspension  Bridg-e  and  on  throuo-h 
Hell  Gate — a  narrow  dangerous  passage  whicli 
requires  a  most  skillful  pilot  to  avoid  tlie  rocks 
and  angry  whirlpools — and  from  thence  into 
Long  Island  Sound,  than  which  there  is  certainly 
no  bodv  of  water  more  placid;  after  a  few  hours 
sail,  far  away  may  be  seen  Glen  Island  which  in 
the  soft  misty-haze  looks  like  an.  immense  emer- 
ald resting-  on  the  bosom  of  the  Sound.  Beauti- 
ful Glen  Island!  All  that  art  can  do,  added  to 
perfect  natural  beauty  has  made  it  a  very  Eden: 
brilliant  with  flowers,  shaded  by  immense  palms 
and  other  cultivated  shrubs  and  trees  all  of  which 
impart  an  air  of  almost  tropical  luxuriousness, 
while  the  heavily  perfumed  breezes  envelops  one 
as  with  a  caress.  When  in  New  York  if  you  have 
just  one  day  to  go  a-pleasuring,  go  to  Glen 
Island! 

Crossing  New  York  Bay  from  the  Battery  to 
Staten  Island,  let  us  swerve  a  little  from  our  des- 
tined course  and  pay  a  brief  visit  to  Bedloe's 
Island.  France  paid  us  a  fine  tribute,  when  bv 
popular  subscription  she  presented  to  the  United 
States  the  colossal  bronze  statue  known  as  "Lib- 
erty Enlightening-  the  World"  which  with  its 
granite  pedestal  is  over  three  hundred  feet  high. 
The  figure  represents  a  woman  with  flowing  Gre- 
cian draperies  of  tunic  and  mantle,  -with  the  up- 
lifted right  hand  holding  the  torch  which  is  in 
very  truth  "^  pillar  of  fire    by    night."      Visitors 


are  not  permitted  to  go  up  into  the  arm  and  hand, 
as  they  are  under  tlie  supervision  of  the  Light 
House  Department,  but  a  limited  number  at  a 
time  may  ascend  into  the  head  of  the  statue, 
which  is  reached  by  ordinary  stairs  to  the  top  of 
tlie  pedestal  and  from  thence  bv  a  narrow  spiral 
staircase,  which  as  someone  aptly  affirmed  "goes 
right  straight  up." 

One  is  amply  rewarded  for  the  climb, 
by  the  magnificent  birds-eye  view  that  is 
spread  out  before  him,  the  peerless  citv — tlie 
Pride  of  the  Continent,  with  its  multi-many  tow- 
ers and  domes,  its  frowning  warehouses,  the 
Battery,  the  graceful  outline:^  of  the  Suspension 
Bridge  spanning  Eastriver  and  connecting  Great- 
er New  York  with  its  ■■bedchamber"  Brooklyn. 
Then  the  harbor  filled  with  water-craft  of  every 
description  from  the  stately  ocean-liner  and  army 
transport,  to  the  helpless  barge,  the  fussy 
ubiquitous  little  tug,  and  the  sailing  vessels 
whicli  in  the  distance  look  like  gigantic  sea-birds 
trailing  their  wing-s  as  they  revel  in  the  morning 
sunlight. 

Looking  up  the  North  river  toward  'the 
Hudson  maj'  be  seen — beached  off  Weehawken — 
the  ruins  of  the  steamers  Breman  and  Main, 
which  were  burned  and  on  which  so  man}'  lives 
were  lost  in  the  memorable  Hoboken  disaster  of 
June  thirtietli;eastward  to  the  left  are  the  frown- 
ing guns  and  fortifications  of  Governors  Island 
commanding  the  entrance  to  the  harbor;  farther 
on  the  Narrows,  where  Staten  and  Long  Islands 
bow  tD  each  other  over  a  narrow  strip  of  water  of 
perhaps  a  mile  in  width,  while  awaj'  in  the  dis- 
tance to  the  right  are  the  blue  waters  of  the  At- 
lantic breaking  in  foam-crested  waves  ag'ainst 
Sandy  Hook. 

The  undulating  surface  of  Staten  Island 
is  dotted  with  small  villages;  many  of  the 
houses  are  ver}-  quaint  and  old  fashioned,  built 
in  the  Colonial  style,  with  massive  pillars,  fan- 
lights over  the  doorways  and  the  ponderous 
knocker.  After  crossing  the  Kill-van-KuU  to 
Bergan's  Point  on  the  New  Jersey  coast  where 
several  delig-htful  iiours  were  spent,  we  returned 
to  the  Island  and  sought  our  objective  point  New 
Dorp,  vuear  the  eastern  extremit}'    of   the    island 


20. 


CoLLEOE  Greetings. 


upon  the  outskirts  of  which  is  the  old  Moravian 
burying-  gTOund,  where  in  a  secluded  part  was 
our  quest — the  Vanderbilt  Mausoleum — being  so 
remote  from  the  cemetery'  that  it  hardly  seems  a 
part  of  it.  This  tomb  may  be  seen  from  the 
hig"hway,  far  up  a  densely  wooded  acclivity,  a 
massive  granite  structure  against  a  background 
of  dark  green  foliage;  it  was  erected  at  a  cost  of 
two  hundred  and  fifty  thousand  dollars  and  is  a 
triumph  of  mortuary  art,  very  plain  and  modest, 
the  secret  of  its  cost  is  in  its  great  massiveness. 
It  cannot  be  said  of  this  tomb  as  of  many  others, 
that  it  commands  a  posthumous  fame  for  its 
occupants  that  their  deeds  in  life  failed  to  acquire 
for  them,  for  there  are  man}'  noble  structures  and 
enterprises  that  attest  their  generosity  and 
liberality  while  living. 

The  way  up  to  this  mag'nificent  Mausoleum 
is  a  perfect  wilderness  of  laurel,  rhododendron, 
balsam  and  the  Rose  of  Sharon;  immediately  in 
front  of  it  is  a  wide  circular  sweep  of  lawn  sur- 
rounded b}  a  low  stone  wall  almost  hidden  by 
trailing  vines. 

Although  the  day  was  waning  we  ling'ered  in 
this  fascinating  spot,  for  the  view  was  enchant- 
ing; in  the  distance  earth,  sea  and  sky  met  and 
so  impalpably  blended  it  was  impossible  to  dis- 
tiug"uish  the  one  from  the  other  while  across  the 
line  of  vision  majestic  ships  swept  stately  and 
slowly  by.  Unbidden  the  exquisite  Hues  of  Ten- 
nyson's "Crossing  the  Bar"  presented  themselves: 

"Sunset  and  evening  star 
And  after  that  the  dark. 

Twilight  and  evening  bells." 
It  was  an  impressive  hour  and    place;  tlie    si- 
lence unbroken  save  for    the    soft   whispering-   of 
the  evening  wind  in  tlie  trees,  mingled   with    the 
music  of  the  ebb  and  flow  of  the  distant  tide. 

Q  0  0 

PRIMITIVE   CUSTOMS    IN 
BULGARIA. 

In  Bulgaria,  as  in  other  European  countries, 
distinctively  national  traits  or  customs  are  best 
studied  in  tlie  life  of  the  peasantry.  The  cities 
become  modernized  in  thought  and  practice  and 
these  primitive  customs  disappear. 

Love-making-  in  primitive  style  is  still  wit- 
nessed in  the  villages.  As  in  the  time  of  Isaac 
and  Jacob,  so  to-daj'  in  Bulgaria  many  a  peasant 
youth  woos  his  Rebekah  or  Rachel  at  the  well  or 
fountain  whither  she  has  gone  to  draw  water,    if 


not  for  her  father's  flocks  and  herds,  at  least  for 
the  use  of  the  family.  Now,  as  then,  the  request 
for  a  drink  often  comes  from  the  suitor  and  if 
proffered  with,  perchance,  a  flower  from  her  be- 
decked head,  he,  as  well  as  the  bystanders  under- 
stand that  his  feelings  are  reciprocated. 

Perhaps  the  next  opportunity  for  showing- 
his  preference  will  be  offered,  when,  on  some  hol- 
iday the  young  men  and  maidens  of  the  village 
are  gathered  for  the  horo  (the  national  dance) 
then  he  will  slip  in  the  circle  next  to  his  chosen 
one. 

The  horo  as  practiced  by  the  peasantrj'  is 
in  itself  an  interesting  study.  The  participants 
joining  hands,  form  a  circle,  the  music  may  be  of 
the  crudest  sort,  but  many  graceful  movements 
are  made  in  these  peasant  dances.  The  horo  is 
a  most  important  part  of  the  program  at  every 
marriage  feast,  on  the  occasion  of  every  betrothal 
and  indeed  upon  all  holidays,    Sundays    included. 

If  the  parents  of  a  youth  are  favorable  to  his 
choice  of  a  companion,  as  indicated  by  his  actions, 
althougli  it  may  be  that  no  word -of  love  has  yet 
been  spoken,  they  proceed  at  once  to  make  nego- 
tiations with  the  parents  of  the  girl.  Taking  an 
ample  supply  of  provisions,  abundance  of  wine 
and  some  ornaments  for  the  maiden  tliey  repair 
to  her  home  and  with  considerable  ceremony 
make  known  their  errand  to  her  parents.  If 
their  proposition  is  received  with  favor  the  girl 
is  called  in  and  informed  of  the  fact.  She  is  then 
expected  to  present  the  guests  with  some  of  her 
own  handiwork,  usually  home-spun  articles  of 
clothing-.  A  similar  gift  she  must  send  to  her 
suitor.  Perhaps  the  next  daj'  he  will  come  with 
his  parents  and  a  formal  betrothal  takes  place. 
It  is  seldom  that  more  than  a  week  elapses  be- 
tween the  engagement  and  the  marriage  cere- 
mou}-. 

Almost  without  exception  these  ceremonies 
are  performed  in  the  church  and  on  a  Sunday. 
There  are  always  preliminary  festivities,  beg-in- 
ning  on  Friday  evening  before  the  wedding  when 
the  bride-to-be  feasts  all  her  girl  friends  in  her 
home.  Later  in  the  evening  the  groom  with  his 
friends  joins  the  compaii}-  and  the  horo  is  indulged 
in  until  a  late  hour;  upon  this  occasion  the  "maid 
of  honor"  wearing  a  bright  colored  veil  brings  in 
a  bread-trough  (wooden  troughs  are  used  for 
mixing  dough)  and  sets  it  in  the  midst  of  the 
company,  the  "best  man"  proceeds  to  sift  the 
flour  while  she  mixes  a  kind  of  bread  or  cake, 
when  iinished  it  is  baked  immediatefv  and  sold  at 


CoLLEQE  Greetings. 


23 


auction  to  the  nig'liest  bidder  in  the  crowd  who 
usually  divides  his  purchase  among-  the  guests; 
the  price  of  the  cake  is  given  to  the  girl  who 
mixed  it. 

On  Saturday  morning  the  bride  accompanied 
by  some  of  litr  girl  friends  will  go  to  the  public 
bath,  if  there  is  one  accessible.  At  night  there 
is  again  feasting  in  her  home  aud  the  next  morn- 
ing she  with  her  whole  outfit  are  sent  to  the  home 
of  the  groom  and  from  there  escorted  to  the 
church  by  a  band  of  music, the  marriage  ceremony 
is  usually  performed  about  3  o'clock  p.  m.  Sun- 
day night  the  feasting  is  at  the  home  of  the 
groom,  henceforth  to  be  that  of  the  bride  also, 
for  it  is  rarely  the  case  that  the  youthful  couple 
begnn  housekeeping  for  themselves  until  some 
years  after  the  marriage.  The  sou  is  subject  to 
the  dictates  of  his  father;  the  bride,  to  those  of 
her  mother-in-law.  Early  marriages  may  be  one 
reason  for  this  arrangement,  but  it  is  often  haz- 
ardous to  the  peace  of  the  family.  If  the  daugh- 
ters of  the  family  are  few,  the  daughter-in-law  is 
an  important  addition,  especially  during  the  sea- 
son for  out-door  work,  hoeing,  sowing,  reapihg, 
of  which  she  is  expected  to  do  a  full  share. 

Besides  the  gifts  she  presents  at  the  betroth- 
al, the  bride  is  expected  upon  tlie  wedding  occa- 
sion, to  give  to  each  of  her  husband's  relatives 
articles  of  clothing  spun  and  woven  by  her  own 
hands,  whole  suits  of  underwear  are  thus  given 
away,  and  the  work  of  years  disappears  upon  the 
wedding-day.  The  gToom  likewise  sends  a  tray 
to  the  church  bearing-  gifts  for  his  bride's  rela- 
tives,thus  it  often  happens  that  the  young  couple 
have  little  left  for  themselves  by  the  time  these 
ceremonies  are  over. 

If  the  person  who  officiated  as  godfather  at 
the  baptism  of  the  groom  is  living",  he  will  be 
god  father  at  the  marriage  and  his  wife  the  god- 
mother; in  case  he  is  unmarried  a  sister  or  other 
relative  may  act  as  godmother.  These  two  assist 
in  various  ways  during  the  ceremony  and  after- 
wards lead  the  bridal  procession  from  the  church 
to  the  home  of  the  groom.  The  god-parents  are 
escorted  to  their  own  home  by  music,  and  a  tray 
bearing  a  fowl  of  some  kind  is  sent  with  them  as 
a  gift.  Thus  ends  the  wedding  festivities.  The 
father  of  the  groom  usually  presents  the  bride 
with  something  of  value  as  a  field  or  some  farm 
stock. 

The  Bulgarian  peasantry  are  on  the  whole 
hospitable  and  open-hearted,  but  very  supersti- 
tious. Ig'norant,  conscienceless  priests  keep 
them  in  ig"norance   of    the    simple    truths    of   the 


Gospel.  But  there  is  no  more  promising  or  needy 
field  of  labor  for  Evangelical  Christianity  in  Bul- 
garia to-day,  than  among  these  simple-hearted 
pheasants. 

Loftcha,  Bulgaria.  October  19,  1900. 
see 

THE  CHARITY  DINNER. 


Mr. Maxwell  was  pacing  the  library  and  paused 
before  the  fire-place  to  flick  his  cigar  ashes  care- 
fully into  the  open  grate  remarking  meanwhile 
over  his  shoulder,  "By  Jove,  Aunt  Polly,  I  believe 
I'll  do  it." 

•■Ah  sir,  you'd  never  regret  it,  and  the  poor 
lambs,  they'd  be  grateful  to  you  all  their  lives. 
God  bless  you  sir  for  saying  that!" 

The  point  in  question  was  the  giving  of  a 
charity  Thanksgiving  dinner  for  little  waifs  and 
newsboys — a  plan  which  had  originated  in  Aunt 
Polly's  benevolent  heart,  aud  ^Yhichshe  proposed 
to  her  master,  at  first  with  much  inward  trepi- 
dation, but  gaining  in  zeal  over  her  good  cause, 
had  urged  with  increasing  importunity  the  past 
week — Aunt  Polly  had  been  acting  in  the  capacity 
of  house-keeper  in  the  Maxwell  homestead  for 
the  space  of  twenty  years  and  had  more  infiuence 
over  its  master  than  either  he  or  she  realized. 
It  had  often  been  marveled  at  by  his  acquaint- 
ances why  Maxwell  never  married;  — there  he 
was,  a  clever  manly  chap  of  thirty-five  with  that 
handsome  old  dwelling-house  on  his  hands,  and 
no  one  to  cheer  its  stately  halls,  save  the  benign 
face  of  Aunt  Polh'. 

That  vFCirthy  lady  had  just  given  the  wick  of 
Master  iVrthur's  study-lamp  a  final  screw  to 
make  sure  that  the  light  was  just  right,  and  said 
as  she  turned  to  depart,  "Then  sir.  I  may  make 
the  arrang-ements,  mav  I?" 

"Order  everything  that  is  needed."  Maxwell 
had  resumed  his  pacings  of  the  room,  and  replied 
cheerily  without  interrupting  his  walk,  "Yes, 
yes.  Aunt  Polly,  do  everything  that  you  think  is 
necessary,  onU'  be  sure  to  get  enough  of  everv- 
thing;  they  say  the  capacity  of  these  little  scamps 
is  boundless.  And  the  invitations  I  shall  leave 
in  your  hands,  too.  I'm  not  very  well  up  in  their 
sort  of  etiquette  and  am  liable  to  make  some 
dreadful  break."  Aunt  P0II3'  smiled  back  affec- 
tionately at  her  master.  "Yes  sir,  trust  to  me  for 
all  that.  But  Master  Arthur,  there  is  something- 
else — I  most  hate  to  ask  you  for  it,  but  if  you  onlv 
knew  how  they  like  to  see  prettv  things." 


24, 


COLLEOE    GREETINOS. 


"Well,  well,  Auut  Polly,  what  next?" 

"Only  -this,  sir"  she  said,  rumpling-,  then 
smoothing"  her  apron,  "there's  that  family  plate. 
Master  Arthur,  that  hardly  ever  gets  used,  and 
if  you'd  only  let  me. use  that,  and  fix  everything 
up  fine  like  we  do  for  your  big  dinners. the}'  could 
feast  their  poor  hungry  souls  as  well  as  their  lit- 
tle starved  bodies." 

Maxwell  hesitated  a  moment,  his  famil}' 
plate  was  precious  to  him,  and  besides  another 
thought  rose  to  his  mind,  and  Aunt  Polly  divin- 
ing' immediately  the  course  of  his  thoughts, broke 
in  hurriedly,  "And  you  maybe  sure,  sir,  that  I'll 
watch  carefully  to  see  that    notliing    gets    took.'* 

Half-ashamed  to  be  discovered  in  such  a 
thoug'ht,  he  motioned  her  g-ood-naturedly  from 
the  room,  "Yes,  Auntie, do  it  all  in  your  own  way, 
and  if  there  isn't  enough  in  the  house,  you  may 
procure  some  for  the  occasion."  The  g'ood  old 
lady's  face  beamed  at  these  words,  and  fearful 
of  disturbing"  her  master  further,  hastily  with- 
drew. 

The  next  two  days  all  was  bustle  and  stir  in 
the  old  homestead,  and  Thursda}'  morning"  the 
odors  that  were  wafted  from  Aunt  Polly's  kitchen 
would  have  seduced  any  Daniel  from  his  fare  of 
pulse  and  water.  At  one.  the  hungry  little  ur- 
chins beg-an  to  fiock  in,  and  when  the  tall  hall- 
Clock  had  finished  striking"  two.  she  led  them  in, 
in  solemn  procession  to  the  spacious  dining  room 
with  its  ebony  paneling"s    and    purple    hangings. 

"With  much  nudging"  and  man}'  whispered 
comments  they  took  their  seats.  "Sav  Bill, "said 
one  wiry  little  youngster,  out  at  elbows  and  knees 
"why  d'ye  'spose  they  didn't  git  'uough  carpit," 
indicating"  with  his  elbow  the  shining"  expanse  of 
polished  parquet  floor,  "this  don't  near  reach." 
—  "Don't  know,  Jimmy,  unless  the  old  fellow 
was  savin'  a  bit  so't  he  cud  give  us  chaps 
somethiu'  to  eat."  "They  haint  even  got  'lectric 
lig"ht,"  came  in  a  whisper  like  a  March  breeze 
from  the  end  of  the  table,  the  speaker  gazing 
meanwhile  rather  disappointedly  at  the  maze  of 
candelabra  displayed  in  the  centre  of  the  board, 
and  his  neighbor  made  reply  in  the  same  bluster- 
ing whisper,  "Yep,  and  them  black  walls  aint 
near  's  purty  's  them  I  saw  onct  at  the  g"rocer's 
that  lives  upstairs  on  corner  Fifth  and  Olive, — 
theirs  wus  painted  the  slickest  yellow." 

As  the  plates  appeared,  hov^'ever,  all  conver- 
sation was  doomed  to  an  abrupt  end,  the  ragged 
little  assembly  applying  themselves  conscientious- 
ly   to    weightier    matters    in    hand.     The    huge 


slices  of  breast,  wing  and  drumstick  vanished  as 
if  by  mag"ic.  the  ample  bowls  of  ruddy  cranberry 
melted  away  like  snow  in  the  sunshine,  and  Aunt 
Polly  almost  suspected  that  the  capacious  g-ravy- 
dish  had  sprung  a  leak,  judging"  from  the  rapidity 
with  which  the  creamy  brown  surface  sank  from 
rim  to  bottom  of  the  bowl.  As  to  the  mince  and 
pumpkin  pies,  disc  after  disc  was  consigned  to 
total  eclipse. 

It  was  not  until  twilight  finally  set  in  that 
Master  Arthur's  guests  filed  out  through  the 
wide  doors  down  the  broad  stone  steps,  and  made 
the  frosty  air  resound  with  three  rousing  cheers 
for  their  host.  Maxwell  stood  some  moments 
g"azing  rather  thoughtfully  after  tlie  retreating" 
crowd  of  boisterous  urchins,  then  sauntered 
sloA'ly  back  toward  the  dining-  room. 

■'Well,  Aunt  Polly,"  he  remarked  cheerfully. 
"I've  come  to  view  the  remains,  what  there  is  of 
them,"  glancing  meanwhile  over  the  long  table, 
strewn  with  empty  platters  and  drained  pitchers. 
Suddenly  he  stopped  short  before  a  curiously 
wroug"ht  silver  bowl,  and  uttered  a  low  exclama- 
tion as  he  bent  to  examine  it.  "When  did  you 
get  tlris, — where  did  this  come  from?"  He  asked 
shortly,  straining"  his  eyes  in  the  g"athering"  dusk 
to  make  out  a  monog"ram  carved  on  its  rounded 
side.  "C.  E.  L.,"  he  exclaimed,  "g"reat  Caesar, 
how  did  this  get  here?" 

"Oh  sir.  I  hope  I  haven't  done  wrong","  ven- 
tured the  house-keeper,  confusedly,  "you  said  I 
might  g"et  more  silver  for  the  table  if  there  wasn't 
enough, — and  this  is  borrowed  from  a  little 
pawn-shop  down  the  street.  I  thoug"ht  you 
said  'twould  be  all  right." 

Maxwell  had  grown  calmer  while  she  spoke 
and  stood  gazing"  dreamily  at  the  silver  bowl 
held  in  his  hands.  "You  have  done  right  Aunt 
Polly,"  he  said  gently,  "but  tell  me  now,  where 
is  this  shop,  vi'hat  street  and  number?" 

A  few  moments  later  he  was  standing"  with 
the  parcel  under  his  arm  in  the  little  shop  while 
its  owner  was  turning  over  the  be-thumbed  pages 
of  a  book  containing"  addresses. 

He  pointed  to  a  name  and  a  certain  street 
and  number. 

About  eight  o'clock  that  night  a  cab  went  rat- 
tling" down  Tremout  street  and  stopped  before 
No.  815.  Maxwell  alighted  from  the  step  and  in 
a  few  paces  stood  before  the  door  of  the  dwelling" 
which  immediately    adjoined    the    side-walk. 

In  answer  to  his  rap,  there  came  a  low,  clear 
"Come"  from  within.     Then  it  was  that  he  drew 


College  Oreetings. 


25 


back  suddenly  and  wished  he  had  waited,  if  only 
for  a  moment.  Now  that  he  stood  at  her  door 
and  had  heard  her  voice  he  would  have  yiven  any- 
thing were  he  still  jolting-  along  the  dark  streets 
in  the  recesses  of  a  cab,  — why  hadn't  he  thought 
of  something-  to  say  in  all  that  time,  why  hadn't 
he  at  least  collected  his  thoughts  before  knocking'.'' 

She  rose  before  him  in  his  mind's  eye.  as  he 
had  seen  her  last,  standing"  pale  and  tearful,  and 
bidding-  him  farewell  just  because  he  was  the  son 
of  the  man  who  had  become  her  father's  bitter 
enemy  through  political  strife,  though  once  his 
dearest  friend. 

Again  came  the  summons  from  within, 
'■Come."  He  turned  the  knob — there  was  no  hall- 
way, the  door  opened  upon  a  lighted  room. 

Poverty  was  manifest  in  every  appointment 
of  the  meager  room — then  it  flashed  upon  him 
why  she  had  striven  to  hide  from  him  all  these 
years,  why  she  had  been  forced  to  part  from  the 
article  of  family  plate,  the  recognition  of  which 
had  enabled  him  to  trace  her. 

The  speaker  rose  at  his  entrance,  looking- 
rather  puzzled  at  the  appearance  of  a  visitor. 
Maxwell  strode  eagerly  forward,  his  vocabulary  at 
that  moment  was  limited  to  one  word — "Con- 
stance!" he  exclaimed.  She  hesitated  for  one 
brief  second,  doubtful  and  trembling,  then  with  a 
joyous  light  of  recognition  dawning-  in  her  eyes, 
she  came  to  him. 

a        Q        Q 

ILLINOIS  WOMAN'S  COLLEGE. 

BY    PRESIDENT    MARKER. 


Two  considerations  show  that  the  Methodists 
of  Illinois  possess,  in  the  Woman's  College,  one 
of  the  most  promising  institutions  of  the  Church. 

1.  The  rapidly  increasing  demand  for  the 
higher  Christian  Education  of  young  women  in 
schools  for  women  only.  The  recent  census 
shows  that  the  increase  of  attendance  of  \oung 
women  in  schools  for  women  is  greatly  in  advance 
of  such  increase  in  other  schools. 

2.  The  Methodist  Church  has  no  other 
school  for  young-  women  only  in  all  the  Missis- 
sippi Valley  and  the  west.  Hundreds  of  young- 
women  from  Methodist  families  are  now  attend- 
ing- schools  of  other  denominations  or  are  going 
to  the  Eastern  states  for  their  education,  who 
ought  to  be  provided  for  by  our  own  church,  and 
nearer  home. 

The  Woman's  Collegeat  Jacksonville.Illinois, 
is  the  only  provision  our  church  has  for  such  edu- 
cation. For  the  last  five  years  it  has  been  crowd- 
ed. Two  additions  have  been  made  by  funds 
provided  locally,  but  each  addition  is  filled  as 
soon  as  made.  The  school  belongs  to  the  church, 
and  friends  of  Christian  Education  should  now 
by  large  gifts  make  possible  buildings  and  equip- 
ment adequate  for  the  growing  need. 

A  FEW  WORDS  ABOUT  ITS  EARLY    HISTORY. 

The  College  was  founded  in  1846,  by  such 
men  as  Rev.  Peter  Akers,  Rev.  Peter  Cartwright, 
Rev.  W.  J.  Rutledgc,  Judge  Wm.  Thomas,  and 
others,  who  while  planting  the  church  in  the  wil- 


derness, knew  also  that  provision  must  be  made 
for  higher  educiition. 

The  history  of  the  first  twenty-five  years  is 
a  record  of  toil  and  sacrifice.  The  College  was 
built  in  a  time  of  financial  depression,  and  Meth- 
odists in  those  early  days  were  the  poorest  of  the 
poor,  but-  "the  people  had  a  mind  to  work  and  to 
give,"  and  the  building-  was  completed. 

In  1862  it  was  almost  wliollj'  destroyed  by  fire. 
The  friends  of  the  school  at  once  rallied  about  it, 
and  it  was  rebuilt  within  a  year.  Again  in  1870 
and  again  in  1873  a  destructive  fire  occurred,  and 
in  each  instance  the  interest  and  zeal  of  its 
friends  were  such  that  it  was  rebuilt  without 
more  than  a  few  days  interruption  of  school  work. 
ITS  RECENT  WONDERFUL  GROWTH. 

The  last  seven  years  have  been  among  the 
most  prosperous  in  the  history  of  the  College. 
The  attendance  has  increased  from  less  than  one 
hundred  to  nearly  three  hundred  students.  The 
College  building  has  been  put  into  excellent  re- 
pair, the  steam  heating  apparatus  entirely  re- 
newed, the  rooms  wholly  refurnished,  and  sixteen 
new  pianos  added  to  the  equipment.  New  con- 
crete walks  have  been  laid  about  the  building 
and  grounds.  Two  additions  have  been  made 
to  the  building,  providing  a  larger  chapel,  a  lar- 
ger dining-room,  several  additional  recitation- 
rooms,  a  well  equipped  chemical  laboratory,  a 
gymnasium  room,  besides  several  dormitory 
rooms  and  rooms  for  piano  practice. 

The  College  has  also  been  fortunate  in  secur- 
ing- a  large  lot  of  ground,  containing  nearly  three 
acres,  immediatelv  joining  on  the  west,  making 
a  beautiful  campus  now  of  nearly  six  acres,  and 
giving  room  for  other  much  needed  buildings.  In 
these  seven  years  the  college  has  expended  for 
the  above  improvements  and  additions  nearly 
S60,000,  as  follows: 

For  repairs. refurnishing  etc., .    .   520,000. 

For  the  addition  in  1899 15,000. 

For  the  addition  in  1900 11,000. 

For  the  Lurlon  lot 11,000. 

Total $57,000. 

The  present  College  plant, including  grounds, 
building,  furniture  and  apparatus,  is  worth  at  a 
conservative  estimate,  one  hundred  thousand  dol- 
lars. Of  the  recent  improvements  and  additions, 
as  above  noted,  there  has  been  paid  $42,000,  leav- 
ing a  debt  of  $15,000.  Of  this  amount  citizens  of 
Jacksonville  have  subscribed  within  a  few  months 
past  nearly  $5,000. 

[CONTINUED   ON  SIXTH    PAGE.] 


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College  Greetings. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS 

Published  Monthly  in  the  interest  of  Illinois 
.  Woman's  College  during  the 
College  Year. 

DELLA   DIMMITT  -se  editor. 

HEDWIG  LUISE  WIL.DI  'O).! 

ALICE  HAYES  -01.  [     associate   editors. 

EMMA   BURNETT.  '98  musical  editor 

NELLIE  FRANCES  POE,  '99.   business  manager. 


SUBSCRIPTION  PRICE 


50  CENTS  A  YEAR, 


'Alumu,i3,   Faculty   and  Students  are  invited  to   con- 
tribute articles,  personals  and  items. 

All  communications  should  he  addressed  to 

EDITOR  COLLEGE  GREETINGS, 

Jacksonville,  III. 


!  EDITORIAL.  I 

By  fiir  the  most  intt;restiiig'  paper  that  has 
thus  tar  made  its  appearance  on  the  Greetings' 
exchange  list  is  a  little  sixteen  page  monthly  de- 
voted, as  its  editorial  page  announces,  "to  aspects 
of  life  and  labor  from  the  social  settlement  point 
of  view"  and    publislied  from   Chicago  Commons. 

This  (October)  is  their  University  Fellow- 
ship number  and  contains  condensed  reports  from 
two  students  of  the  Universitjf  of  Michig-an  who 
have  eacli  completed  a  five  month's  residence  at 
the  Commons  under  the  provisions  of  a  fellowship 
established  by  tlie  Students'  Christian  Associa- 
tion. Each  had  a  topic  assig'ued  for  original 
study  and  investigation,  one  the  "Ethical  Sub- 
stitutes for  the  Saloon"  and  the  other  "Juvenile 
Dependency  and  Delinquency  in  Chicago."  The 
first  resident  was  a  ministerial  student  who  has 
since  applied  his  methods  of  work  in  his  church 
vvorii  in  Colorado. 

The  second  winner  of  tlie  fellowship  was  a 
vouug'  woman,  who  for  five  months  has  studied 
the  workings  of  that  new  juvenile  court,  its  pro- 
bation officers  and  societies  for  child-saving-  in 
and  about  Chicago. 

Her  report  in  full  will  be  submitted  to  the 
University  of  Michigan  next  autumn,  tlie  mere 
outline  given  here  in  the  Commons  is  full  of  in- 
tense interest — the  court  itself,  with  its  wise  and 
kindly  judge,  the  children  charged  with  misde- 
meanors whose  cases  have  come  up  for  trial,  and 
the  sorrowful  glimpses  of  life — in  a  few  brief 
words  we  have  a  strong"  picture  of  the  whole. 

This  study  of  actual  social  conditions  must 
necessarily  exercise  a  g'reat  moulding  influence 
not  only  upon  the  life  of  the  student  who,  after 
the  five  month's  residence  is  completed  goes  back 
to  resume  her  work  in  the  class-room  and  college 
world,  but  upon  the  student  body  as  a  whole. 

The  subject  of  the  social  settlement  is  one  in 
which  all  colleg"es.  g-reiit  and  small,  are  bound   to 


feel  a  growing-  interp5.t,  not  so  much  because  of 
the  settlement  itself,  but  of  the  new  thoug-ht  it 
embodies. 

In  his  latest  volume  of  critical  essays,  Mr. 
Howells  sa}'s  that  a  writer,  no  matter  how  he 
lives,  has  g-ot  to  write  of  the  beauty  of  unselfish- 
ness and  the  greatness  of  sacrifice,  that  in  the 
present  state  of  our  literar}'  development  the 
people  will  not  bear  with  meanness  of  life  and 
motive.  And  if  that  be  true,  surely  then  the 
whole  of  life  is  being  lived  upon  a  broader  plane 
and  the  single  quotation  found  later  on  in  this 
little  sixteen  page  exponent  of  the  new  faith  con- 
tains the  true  educational  creed.  And  this  is  it: 
"There  are  some  who  desire  to  know  with  the 
sole  purpose  that  they  may  know,  and  it  is  ctiri- 
osit}':  and  some  who  desire  to  know  that  the}-  may 
be  known,  and  it  is  base  ambition:  and  some  who 
desire  to  know  that  thej^  may  sell  their  knowledge 
for  wealth  and  honor,  and  it  is  base  avarice:  but 
tliere  are  some,  also,  who  desire  to  know  that 
they  may  be  edified,  and  it  is  prudence,  and  some 
who  desire  to  know  that  they  may  help  others. 
and  it  is  charity. 

Q        e        e 

ILLINOIS  WOMAN'S  COLLEGE. 

.      [CONTINUED  FROM  FIFTH  PAGE".] 


THE  NEEDS  OF   THE    COLLEGE. 

The  immediate  needs  of  the  College  are: — 

1st.     To  pay  the  present  debt $15,000. 

2nd.    A  building-  specially  devoted 

to  the  College  of  Music, to  cost  35,000. 
3rd.     For  street  paving-  and  other 

improvements 5,000. 

4th.     For  additions  to  library  and 

Apparatus    in    Science    work 

and  Gymnasium 2,500. 

5th.     Forendowment 100,000. 


Making  total  of §157,500. 

One  of  the  best  forms  of  endowment  would 
be  in  the  gift  of  scholarships  to  assist  capable 
and  worthy  young-  women  who  are  not  of  them- 
selves able.  Five  thousand  dollars  will  furnish  a 
Home  Scholarship,  the  interest  of  which  will 
provide  board  and  tuition  for  one  student  per- 
petually. One  thousand  dollars  \yill  furnish  a 
scholarship  for  tuition  in  the  same  wa)'. 

WHAT  SHALL  WE  DO? 

Every  Methodist  who  reads  this  appeal  can 
help.  Let  everyone  give  something. even  if  small. 
Some  are  inquiring-  what  cause  tliej-  shall  help. 
We  ask  you  to  remember  this  College.  There 
are  several  Methodists  in  Illinois  who  of  them- 
selves could  endow  and  equip  the  school.  My 
friend,  cannot  j'ou  help  us? 

If  the  Church,  in  its  membership,  if  our  pas- 
tors, our  presiding-  elders,  our  bishops,  our  g-en- 
eral  secretary  of  education,  and  the  Editors  of 
our  Advocates,  could  but  take  time  to  see  the 
great  opportunity  of  the  Church  in  this  Woman's 
College,  it  would  soon  be  made  adequate  for  its 
great  work. 


CoLLEOE  Greetings. 


1L7 


I       COLLEGE  DEPARTMENT. 
HALLOW-E'EN     PARTY. 


The  inj'btic  hours  of  Hallow-E'eu  have  .never 
yet  been  permitted  to  go  by  uncelebrated  within 
the  Colleye  walls,  and  on  this  occasion  tlie  facul- 
ty were  hostesses  to  the  students  at  a  Hallow- 
E'eu  costume  party. 

The  reception  room  and  chapel  wore  a  de- 
cidedly fall-like  appearance,  hujje  boug'hs  of  au- 
tumn leaves  had  sprung^  from  the  columns  on  the 
mantel  and  from  behind  the  pictures  on  the  walls^, 
while  dispersed  about  the  chapel  were  scythes, 
sheaves  of  wheat  and  other  articles  suggestive  of 
the' season.  From  many  a  nook  and  corner  ap- 
peared the  g'rinuing"  face  of  Jack-o'-Lantern. 

The  effect  of  the  couglorheration  of  charac- 
ters was  truly  grotesque,  here  a  dainty  fairy 
tripped  with  her  arm  tv^'ined  about  a  saucy  coon, 
there  a  foot-ball  athlete  was  terrifying'  some 
colonial  dame  with  the  lusty  college  yell  of  Yale, 
an  Indian  squaw  by  the  side  of  a  Red-cross  army 
nurse,  or  a  pious  nun  with  cross  and  rosarv  jos- 
tled about  by  a  noisy  buffoon,  while  through  the 
midst  of  the  throng  a  tall  manly  groom  leads  his 
blushing  bride.  A  jolly  Dutch  band  of  four  instru- 
ments add  considerably  to  the  merry  din,  and 
with  their  ruddy  noses  and  shapely  forms  are 
ornamental  as  well  as  musical.  The  manager  of 
a  world-famed  circus  clears  the  way  through  the 
crowd  with  clown,  snake-charmer.fat  woman  and 
tatooed-lady .  following  in  his  wake  while  the 
keeper  of  the  menagerie  brings  up  the  rear,  lash- 
ing on  his  stuffed  cotton  beasts  and  cherishes 
carefully  his  sacred  elephant  and  wonderful 
chicken  with  the  tail  of  a  fish.  Through  the  very 
midst  of  this  motley  throng  there  stalks  tall  and 
m\'sterious,  the  sheeted  figure  of  a  ghost  with 
clammy  finger  pointing  upward. 

In  the  chapel  a  spirited  auction-sale  was  car- 
ried on;  each  guest  was  provided  with  a  tiny  bag 
of  beans,  which  on  this  occasion  served  as  the 
medium  of  exchange  and  a  great  stack  of  desir- 
able looking  packages  were  presided  over  by  the 
auctioneer.  Music-lovers  bid  high  and  eagerly 
for  a  promising-looking  roll,  labelled  "pastoral 
music,"  which  when  handed  over  to  the  buyer 
was  found  to  contain  a  pair  of  diminutive  cow- 
bells; a  package  announced  to  contain  "The  tie 
that  binds"  disclosed  on  unwrapping",  a  discarded 


"four-in-hand."  One  delighted  buyer  unpacked 
a  book-shaped  parcel  upon  which  was  inscribed 
"Worn  Travelers"  and  discovered  within  a  tiny 
pair  of  much-worn  shoes. 

The  barg"ain  seekers  were  refreshed  after 
tliese  efforts,  by  helpings  of  delicious  apples, 
wafers  and  candies.  The  enjoyment  of  the  even- 
ing was  much  increased  by  a  song-  from  Miss 
Shanafelt.and  several  recitations  from  Miss  Cole. 
On  the  whole  the  girls  all  voted  the  faculty 
charming'  hostesses,  and  declared  that  they  had. 
spent  a  most  delightful  evening. 
«        e        e 

THE  JUNIORS  HONORED. 


There  are  few  events  in  the  social  life  of  the 
College  anticipated  with  more  pleasure  than  the 
reception  given  annually  by  the  Seniors  in  token 
of  their  friendly  feeling. for  the  Juniors.  This 
year  somewhat  early  in  the  month  many  friends 
of  both  classes  were  the  recipients  of  dainty 
tinted  notes  of  invitation  for  Saturday  night  the 
17th. 

Tlie  weather  proved  propitious  and  by  eight 
o'clock  the  g'uests  in  a  stead}'  stream  began  to 
issue  through  the  hall  door  and  into  the  big  re- 
ception room  where  Miss  Austin,  the  class  officer 
headed  the  receiving'  line.  One  would  go  far  to 
see  a  pleasanter  sight  than  the  line  of  girls  made, 
in  their  pretty  gowns  of  soft  summery  tints  and 
fabrics. 

The  halls  and  chapel  and  every  available 
nook  about  the  lit-up  rooms  had  gone  through 
the  usual  transformation  and  the  perfect  result 
of  much  carrj'ing-down  of  household  treasures 
in  the  shape  of  screens  and  divans,  pillows  and 
rugs,  and  draperies  were  visible  in  easy  corners 
and  retreats  wherever    one  felt  minded  to   stroll. 

In  the  side  parlors  some  beautiful  crimson 
roses  shed  their  perfume  on  the  air  and  here  the 
refreshments  in  the  color  scheme  of  pink  and 
white  were  served  by  little  Gladys  and  Louise 
Osborne,  Lucile  Andrews  and  Jennie  Barker  who 
looked  quite  like  flowers  themselves  in  their  pink 
and  white  gowns. 

This  part  of  the  affair  had  been  given  over 
into  the  hands  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Vickery  who 
managed  it  with  perfection  of  detail. 

It  was  late  when  the  last  lingering  guests 
departed,  and  the  hostesses  and  roses  were  left 
alone  with  memories  only  of  one  of  the  chief 
events  of  the  year  so  successfully  and  pleasantly 
passed. 


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COLLEOE  Greetings. 


THE  MOCK-RECEPTIOrJ. 

Honorable  Seniors,  Juniors  and  Faculty, 
Attention! 

Last  Saturday  night  when  you  were  calmly 
walking-  around  down  stairs,  smiling  sweetly 
upon  some  gentleman  friend,  you  and  your  friend 
were  also  present  at  another  reception  which  was 
given  in  the  Music  Hall. 

The  under-class  girls  are  not  to  be  surpassed 
when  it  comes  to  having-  a  good  time  and  especial- 
ly when  they  are  not  invited  to  one  of  the  princi- 
ple features  of  the  year. 

The  guests  were  taken  to  the  receiving-  line 
by  a  brig"ht  young"  sophomore  with  all  the  dignity 
and  bearing-  of  a  Senior.  At  the  head  of  the  line 
stood  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harker,  then  Miss  Line  with 
her  pleasant  smile  and  gentle  manners,  and  you 
could  not  mistake  the  teacher  of  Latin  when  you 
were  immediately  greeted  with  the  subject  of 
Latin  verbs. 

Passing"  on  down  the  line  your  attention  was 
called  to  "Burke's  Speech  on  Conciliation,"  by 
the  "Bell"  of  the  Faculty,  the  Cole  fired  with  the 
excitement  of  the  evening"  gave  you  such  a  warm 
greeting"  and  you  felt  so  at  home  that  when  Miss 
Blackburn  asked  you  who  you  would  like  to  meet, 
vou  didn't  care  who,  just  anyone  with  whom  you 
could  have  a  good  time. 

After  the  receiving  line  had  "broken  ranks." 
the  faculty  busied  themselves  in  seeing"  that  no 
one  couple  stayed  together  too  long",  and  though 
there  were  several  "cosey  corners"  some  poor  girl 
was  continually  being"  reprimanded  for  thus  be- 
taking herself  away  from  the  crowd. 

Miss  Woody  and  Miss  Marshall  graciously 
dealt  out  the  sweets  tothegayly  attired  company. 

About  9:30  the  g'uests  dispersed,  wagering 
they  had  had  a  more  pleasant  evening"  than  those 
who  were  down  stairs  talking  with  all  their  mig-ht 
and  both  trying"  to  make  the  best  of  the  hour  and 
perliaps  neither  caring  to  be  disturbed. 

The  gentlemen  at  the  mock-reception  having 
once  been  girls  themselves,  understood  all  this 
trouble  and  politely  excused  themselves  and  went 
home. 

Three  cheers  for  the  bright  Sophomore  who 
planned  everything"  so  perfectly. 

see 

He: — Have  you  ever  heard  Blind  Boone? 
She: — Oh  yes,  indeed!    I  turned  his  music  for 
him  at  Springfield. 


RECITALS. 


Thursday  evening,  Nov.  15th,  Mr.  Stead 
gave  his  first  organ  recital  of  the  year,  assisted 
by  Miss  Shanafelt. 

The  program  rendered  was  as  follows: 

Prelude  and  Fugue  in  A  minor       -        -       -        ;        -         Bach. 

Romanza,  t        .       -  -       -       .       .        Rrp-o-pr 

An  Autumn  Sketcli.    J  urewer. 

"Eye  hath  not  seen"  (from  the  Holy  City)  -         -         Gaul. 

Pastoral-Sonata,  op.  88       -       -       -       -         -         Rheinberger. 

Pastorale.  Intermezzo.  Fugue. 

"Vesper  Bells -       -       Walter  Spinney. 

Prayer  and  Cradle  Song.     (.__..         Ouilmant 
Grand  Chorus  in  D.  I  ouumant. 

My  Love's  an  Arbutus       ------        Stanford. 

Serenade  Du  Passant       ------  Massenet. 

Grand  Offertoire  in  C  minor        -----        Batiste. 

Upon  the  same  date,  but  in  the  afternoon  at 
4:15  o'clock  in  the  chapel  the  advanced  pupils    of  | 

the  elocution  department  gave  the  following"  pro- 
g-ram: 
"Passing  Notes"  -----  Sangster. 

Ethel  Read. 
The  Chambered  Nautilus  -  -  -  -  Holmes. 

Myra  Davis. 
Scene  from  "Snowbound"  -  -  -  Whittier. 

Maud  Moore. 
The  "Witch  of  the  Mountain"  -  -  Lytton-Bulwer. 

Jessie  Achenbach. 
Sonata.    Op.  7.    First  movement       -       -         -         Beethoven. 

Elizabeth  Blackburn. 

The  Farmer  and  the  Wheel  -  -  -  Carlton. 

Anna  Stevenson. 

fa    S"weetheart  I  Never  Have  Seen     \  -wcno,. 

lb    Tommybob's  Thanksgiving         i         '       '        '       "einer. 

Edith  Starr. 
Josiah's  Political  Aspirations       -----        Holly. 

Daisy  Rawlings. 
When  Jack  Comes  Late       -----        -        Werner. 

Laura  Heimlich. 

e   e   e 

GENEROUS  GIFT  OF  GRACE 

CHURCH. 


A  few  Sundays  ag"o  Rev.  Theodore  Kemp,  the 
new  pastor  of  Grace  church,  preached  a  sermon 
in  accord  with  the  Twentieth  Centur}'  Thank 
Offering"  Movement  of  our  church,  with  a  special 
application  to  the  needs  of  the  Woman's  Colleg"e. 
He  was  seconded  in  his  efforts  by  Rev.  J.  S. 
Akers,  the  financial  agent,  and  at  the  close  of 
their  remarks  pledgfes  were  called  for  which  re- 
sulted in  the  gift  of  $2,000  lacking"  a  few    dollars. 

A  number  of  the  alumnae  having"  e.xpressed 
a  desire  to  know  how  the  alumnae  fund  was  pro- 
gressing, President  Harker  has  furnished  the 
following"  list  of  gifts  and  names  of  the  donors,  un- 
reported since  last  June's  issue  of  the  Greetings. 


CoLLEQE  Greetings. 


2.  9 


Mrs.  Catherine  Armstrong  Marshall,  '59    -       -       S  5.00 

Mrs.  S.  R,  Capps,  '(32  -  -  -  .         25.00 

Amy  DeMotte,  '97  -  -  -       -         -         10  00 

Mrs.  J.  N.  Ward  '65    -  -  -  -  -  5.00 

Mary  Selby  '65  -  -  -  .       .  5.00 

Mrs.  Bessie  Wright  Hodgens,  '94  -  -       -       2.50 

Mrs.  A.  C.  Harnsberger  Hanbaek,  '74  -         -         25.00 

Mrs.  Ella  McDonald  Brackett,  '80  -  -  5.00 

Anna  M.  Bronson,  '92  -  -  -  -  10.00 

Harriet  Shinn,  '72  -  -  -  -  -    '     5. 00 

Mrs.  Rachel  Harris  Phillippi,  '72  -  -        -       25.00 

Total  -  -  .  _  S122.50 

Duriug-     this    Thauksg-iving-   and   Christmas 

time  is  is  hoped  that  gifts    will  be    received  from 

many  alumnae  and  friends    of    the    CoUeg-e.     Let 

the  Colleg-e  come  into  your  thought   as   a    worthy 

recipient  of  some    g'ift  every  3'ear. 


CHAPEL  SERVICES. 

There  had  been  a  great  desire  to  hear  tlie 
nevv'  piano  teacher  sing-,  and  on  the  morning  of 
the  9th,  it  was  g-ratified  when  Miss  Clark  sang-  in 
chapel.  She  has  a  very  sweet  voice  which  she 
uses  well,  and  the  expectations  of  none  were  dis- 
appointed, though  Miss  Cla-rk  sang-  under  the 
disadvantage  of  a  cold. 

President  Marker  is  always  giving-  the  stu- 
dents some  valuable  and  up-to-date  information. 
The  latest  \yisdom  gained  is  on  politics.  The  se- 
crets of  the  official  ballot  were  divulged  and  many 
questions  about  voting  and  registering  vi'ere 
asked  and  fully  answered.  Dr.  Barker  gave  a 
little  consolation  to  the  women, namely,  that  there 
was  a  small  and  very  thin  wedge  gained  by  them 
in  regard  to  the  university  trustee. 

One  other  morning  S.  W.  Nichols  treated  us 
to  the  pleasure  of  a  graphic,  breezy  account  of 
his  late  travels    through    the    Hawaiian   Islands. 

He  said  that  among  the  natives  in  their  ev- 
ery day  life,  much  time  is  spent  in  warfare,  that 
there  women  are  subject  to  men  in  every  respect, 
they  are  indeed  slaves  and  should  one  of  them 
enter  her  lord's  quarters  without  permission,  she 
is  punished  by  death.  Frequently  men  of  the 
Caucasian  race  marry  the  women  of  the  islands. 
As  to  their  personal  appearance,  their  noses  are 
flat  and  their  hair  is  straight,  the  women  are 
usually  large  framed  and    inclined    to    stoutness, 

Mr.  Nichols  remarked  that  if  anyone  thought 
of  traveling  among  the  islands  they  should  get  a 
pair  of  stout  shoes  and  dress  accordingly, and  not 
depend  upon  a  guide. 

He  dwelt  on  the  beauty  of  the  islands;  touch- 
ing on  some  of  the  most  common  and  most  useful 


trees.  Some  of  the  trees  are  very  curious, having 
no  twigs  whatever;he  created  much  interest  when 
he  brought  out  a  big  band  bo.v,  chuck  full  of  curi- 
osities brought  from  the  islands,  among  them 
were  hats  made  from  difi^erent  trees — one  from 
the  cocoanut  tree,  another  from  the  Kao  tree, and 
still  another  one  made  from  bamboo  and  maiden- 
hair. He  displayed  some  very  feminine  articles 
such  as  a  lady's  shoe,  a  hand  bag,  bracelets  and 
fans;  these  were  all  skillfully  made  and  were 
eagerly  inspected  by  all.  Some  beads  of  wonder- 
ful hues  were  displayed,  made  from  delicately 
tinted  shells  of  blue,  amber,  white  and  roseate. 
It  is.  almost  as  instructive  as  going  abroad 
one's  self,  and  very  much  easier,  to  listen  to  Mr. 
Nicliol's  discourse  of  his  travels. 


OF  INTEREST  TO  ALUMNAE. 

In  Denver.  Col.  Elizabeth  Layton.  '93  was 
married  to  Mr.  DeMary,  a  former  student  of 
Illinois  College. 

Mrs.  Lydia  Tomliii  Alkire  '56  after  an  ab- 
sence of  twenty  years  is  here  from  her  home  on 
the  Pacific  slope  visiting  her   sister,  Mrs.  Capps. 

Announcement  has  been  made  of  the  marriage 
of  Lottie  Cole  Lurton,  '94  to  Otis  Wesner,  Oct. 
31st  in  St.  James  church,  Chicago.  Their  home 
will  be  at  4305  Okenwald  avenue  in  that  city. 

In  the  Methodist  church  at  Havana,  111.,  on 
Nov.  14th, occurred  the  marriage  of  Jessie  Brown- 
ing-, also  of  the  class  of  '94,  to  Clyde  Stone  of  Ma- 
son City. 

Another  wedding-  whicli  will  be  of  interest  to 
many,  although  the  bride  did  not  complete  her 
College  course,  is  that  of  Blanche  Thomas,  for 
three  years  a  student,  to  Wm.  Waugh.  Nov.  20th 
at  the  home  of  the  bride  in  Pleasant  Plains. 

While  Mr.  Yates  was  filling  a  campaign  en- 
gagement in  Paris,  111.,  he  had  the  unexpected 
pleasure  of  meeting  one  of  the  old  teachers  in  the 
primary  department  of  the  College,  Mrs.  Sarah 
Stout  Failing  '75,  who  had  the  honor  of  helping 
educate  our  future  governor. 

The  Tarrytown  Argus  has  paid  Mrs.  Vogel 
the  compliment  of  reprinting  her  sketch,  "A  Day 
in  Sleepy  Hollow,"  entire.  The  only  fault  one 
has  to  find  with  that  and  the  other  sketch  in  this 
number  of  the  Greetings  is  that  they  are  too 
brief,  but  she  ma}'  possibly  be  prevailed  upon  to 
tell  "the  rest  of  it"  in  the  ne.xt  numbtr. 


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College  Greetings. 


Ella  Cox,  '94.  of  Oto,  Mo.,  whs  a  welcome 
guesi  at  her  old  College  home  one    day    receutl)'. 

Mrs.  Mary  Turley  Oakes  '74  has  spent  most 
of  the  past  month  visiting-  her  mother,  Mrs.  Tur- 
ley. 

Mrs.  Chrissie  Pratt  Decker  '98  of  Bluff 
Springs,  111.,  is  the  mother.of  a  little  son  born 
Oct.  5th. 

Mrs.  Mary  Metcalf  Davis  of  the  class  of  '62 
has  just  ended  a  visit  with  her  brothers,  in  Jack- 
sonville, it  has  been  more  than  twenty  years  since 
she  was  here  last. 

Gertrude  Stiles  '85  after  spending  the  greater 
part  of  last  year  studying-  at  the  Chicago  Art  In- 
stitute, has  at  last  realized  one  of  the  dreams  of 
her  life,  for  she  is  now  abroad  in  company  with 
an  aunt. 

Dr.  Edmund  J.  James,  of  Chicago  University 
visited  the  College  for  a  day,  recently.  His  fath- 
er was  the  financial  ag-ent  during  the  early  six- 
ties vvhen  the  College  was  being  rebuilt,  and  two 
of  his  sisters  graduated  from  here,  one  in  '59 
and  the  other  in  '62. 

The  letter  which  accompanied  Miss  Black- 
burn's interesting  article,  tells  of  a  busv  summer 
with  but  a  short  week  or  so  of  vacation  spent  in 
visits  at  the  homes  of  two  of  her  pupils  among 
the  Balkan  mountains.  Later,  she  attended  the 
Bulgarian  conference  where  Bishop  Vincent  pre- 
sided, the  bishop  being  the  only  American  Miss 
Blackburn  had  seen  in  more  than  a  year. 

The  last  issue  of  the  Illinois  Methodist  Jour- 
nal contains  an  interesting  article  on  League 
work  from  Olive  G.  Dunlap  '88,  it  is  a  resume  of 
the  work  done  in  the  Salem  chapter  of  which  she 
has  been  the  efficient  president  for  several  years. 
The  same  number  has  the- report  of  the  W.  F. 
M.  S.  convention  of  Bloomington  district  given 
by  Mrs.  Mattie  Layton  McGhee  '87. 

When  one  stops  to  think  of  it, how  many  of  our 
number  there  are  bearing-  the  "light  that  scatter- 
eth"    in    church    and    benevolent  work  generally. 

Q        e        <s 
COLLEGE    NOTES. 


The  members  of  the  musical  faculty  fur- 
nished several  numbers  for  the  Farmers'  Insti- 
tute in  session  the  third  week  in  November, 
and  in  recompense  for  their  "discoursing-  of 
sweet  strains"  incidentally  gathered  much  use- 
ful information  on    farming. 


Gertrude  York  spent  a  recent  Sunda\'  at  her 
home  in  Brighton. 

Mrs.  Needham  of  Virginia  visited  her  daugh- 
ter Meda  Jokisch  Nov.  15th. 

Mrs.  Conover  of  Virg-inia  visited  her  sister, 
Matilda    Musch    on    Friday. 

Dr.  W.  H.  Johnston,  of  Bloomington,  Ind., 
was  a  g-uest  of  the  College  recently. 

A  private  recital  was  given  by  the  pupils  of 
the  College  of  MusicThursday  afternoon,  Nov. 23d. 

Mr.  Harry  Wackerle,  of  Peoria,  was  the  guest 
of  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harker  a    few    days    this    week. 

Mrs.  Addie  C.  Watson  of  Waverl3-spenta  Sun- 
day with  her  sister,  Mrs.  Lyman  at   the   College. 

Mrs.  Dill  of  Belleville,  was  a  guest  at  the 
College  Thursday  Nov.  15tli,  while  visiting  her 
daughter,  Claire. 

Iva  Poorman  of  Jaynesville,  Wis.  will 
be  the  guest  of  Edytli  Bedinger  for  a  few 
days  at  the  College. 

Miss  Fancher  was  summoned  to  her  home  in 
Chicago  by  telegram  Nov.  14th,  and  the  sad  news 
awaited  her  there  that  her  father  was  dead. 

The  second  attraction  on  the  Lecture  course 
came  at  a  most  inopportune  time  and  the  sleet 
made  the  side-walks  one  glare  of  ice,  but  the  sub- 
ject was  fraught  with  so  much  interest  that  it  was 
not  to  be  disregarded  even  at  the  risk  of  broken 
bones. 

"  The  melancholy  days"  may  be  upon  us, 
but  the  reporter  says  the  Belles  Lettres  Soc- 
iety has  never  done  better  work  than  at  present. 
New  members  are  coming-  in  every  week.  The 
girls  are  taking  hold  with  much  enthusiasm  and 
zeal.  The  meetings  evoke  much  interest  and  the 
weekly  debates  are  proving  to  be  a  source  of  plea- 
sure and  benefit  to  all. 

The  recent  visit  of  Miss  Rouse  inspired  tlie 
girls  of  the  missionary  societ}-  with  a  desire  to 
contribute  toward  the  Christ.Tia^  of  the  Chinese 
girls  in  the  school  of  which  Miss  Rouse  is  princi- 
pal. They  filled  a  large  box  with  such  things 
as  were  sugg-ested,  but  before  it  was  packed  its 
varied  contents  were  spread  about  the  reception 
room  and  the  modest  fee  of  one  penny  asked  of 
all  who  came  to  inspect.  Almost  three  dollars 
was  collected  in  this  wa}'  and  the  box  dispatched 
on  its  journey,  and  "thereby  hangs  a  tale" — of  a 
box,  with  such  vicissitudes  of  vain  journeyings 
to  and  fro,  changes  of  route,  and  telegrams  that 
it  would  weary — even  another  box — to  so  much  as 
hear  of  it.  By  this  time  it  is  supposed  to  be  on 
shipboard  and  under  way  for  China. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


\m.l    IV 


Jacksonvillk,  III..    Dkckmbicu.   lHoo. 


No.  4 


ONE  COLLEGE-GIRL'S 
CHRISTMAS. 


The  Colorado  girl  was  g-oing-  home  with  the 
g-irl  from  Louisiana  to  spend  Christmas.  At  the 
moment  of  leaving-,  a  letter  had  been  handed  her 
and  she  had  barely  time  to  read  its  few  lines: 

My  Dear  Child- Jim  said  to  me  yesterday :  "Do  you  sup- 
pose MoUie  will  come,  lather?"  "Come!"I  saia,"ol  course  slie 
will.  Slie  knows  What  a  sorry  Christmas  it  would  be,  without 
our  little  girl,  to  two  fellows  who  have  lived  on  the  hope  oi 
seeing  her  again  tor  four  long,  lonesome  months."  We 
haven't  struck  it  rich,  yet,  Jim  and  1,  but  we  shall  have  some- 
thing for  you  and  the  best  the  ranch  can  aHord.  Will  meet 
you  at  Aspen,  the  24th.  Father. 

The  Colorado  girl  distinctly  recalled  every 
word.  Her  eyes  were  very  bright  and  hard  as 
she  looked  out  from  the  car-window  at  the  swiftly 
dissolving  views  as  the  train  sped  on  through 
Tennessee  and  into  Mississippi  and  on  down  to 
where  Beverley  Place  lay  in  a  horseshoe  bend 
across  the  river  sixteen  miles  below  Vicksburg. 
One  wing-  of  the  old  colonial  gallery  had  been 
torn  away  from  the  great  house,  and  there  were 
marks  of  bullets  all  about  that  told  the  tale  of 
Farragut  and  the  days  of  "62. 

The  Colorado  girl  gave  an  exclamation  of 
dismay — there  were  barns  in  Denver  finer  than 
Beverley  had  been  even  in  the  days  of  its  gran- 
deur! But  the  Louisiana  girl  did  not  hear  her. 
She  was  leaning  out  of  the  carriag'e,  her  lips 
parted  and  her  hair  blown  about,  her  eyes  fas- 
tened on  two  figures  coming  down  the  g^allery. 

"Aunt  Ruth!  Grandfather!"  she  cried,  joy- 
ously. 

The  Colorado  girl  found  herself  looking  down 
into  the  gentlest  woman's  face  and  then  up  into 
the  dim  eyes  of  a  very  old  man.  It  was  Christ- 
mas eve.  The  whole  hotise  was  flooded  with  the 
soft  light  of  many  candles  in  quaint  old  sconces. 
Branches  of  holly  hung  from  every  cornice, trailed 
down  the  frayed  curtains  and  lay  on  the  faded 
carpets. 

The  Colorado  girl  came  down  stairs  in  a 
white  frock.  The  dim  old  drawing  room  was 
very  still  and  the  ancient  mirrors  repeated  the 
solitary  figure  of  a  girl  in  white,  who  moved 
softly  in  the  mysterioush'  expanded  spaces, gianc- 


ing-  up  half  fearfully  at  the  portraits  looking  out 
of  tlieir  tarnished  frames,  and  they  too,  wore  the 
aspect  of  life. 

The  dinner-bell  rang.  Covers  were  laid  for 
twelve,  though  but  four  sat  down.  In  the  old 
man's  grace  he  gave  thanks  that  the  year  had 
brought  them  all  together  again,  "an  unbroken 
board,"  and  as  the  dinner  went  on  it  became  ap- 
parent that,  to  him,  at  least,  the  vacant  chairs 
vvere  all  filled. 

"See  Jim  eat."  he  rsaid  in  a  chuckling-  under- 
tone: then,  raising-  his  voice:  "Jim,  they  must 
starve  you  fellows  at  college.  When  I  was  at  old 
William  and  Mary — "  and  he  fell  into  a  reminis- 
cence of  his  own  young"  colleg-e  days. 

"Jim  was  my  youngest  brother,"  said  Miss 
Ruth,  softly  explanatory,  "and  my  father's  fa- 
vorite son." 

"The  one  I  saw  in  the  drawing  room  to- 
night?" asked  the  Colorado  girl  in  a  quick 
breath,  •■with  the  epaulets,  and  the  laug'hing 
brown  e3'es?" 

"Yes;"and  Miss  Ruth  drew  herself  up  proud- 
ly. "He  was  an  officer  at  twenty-one — promoted 
on  the  field  for  bravery  in  action." 

"Where  is  he  now?" 

"You  shall  see  to-morrow,"  said  Miss  Ruth 
in  a  whisper.  "AH  of  m}'  brothers  lie  together 
and  one  stone  marks  them  all." 

A  shiver  ran  throug-h  the  Colorado  g-irl. 

The  old  man  had  finished  his  story. 

"Six  of  my  sons  enlisted!  I  was  proud  when 
they  told  me  down  at  the  courthouse  to-day.  The 
Beverleys  have  always  sustained  the  honor  of  the 
state  and  my  sons  will  do  their  best.  I  have  no 
[ears  on  that  score — no  fears.  Mother,"  and  he 
turned  to  the  vacant  place  at  his  left,  "I  wonder, 
are  we  to  to  be  left  in  our  old  days,  childless  and 
alone?  Ah!3'es,  that  is  so,  we  still  have  Ruth. 
What  do  you  think,  mother,  another  fellow  asked 
me  for  her,  to-day — another  one!  And  what  do 
you  suppose  I  told  him?  Whj'-,  I  told  him  there 
wasn't  a  man  in  Louisiana  g'ood  enough  for  her, 
and  that  I  was  g-oing-  to  g-et  me  a  gun  and  shoot 
the  next  rascal  who  dared  ask  me  for  her" — he 
laug-hed  in  high  enjoyment — "nice  fellow, though, 
this    one    was — Colonel    Holmes'     son — vour    old 


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sweetheart's  sou,  mother. 

"What  a  fine  bit  of  retributive  justice  it 
would  be,  though,  if  the  boy  sliould  succeed  iu 
carrying'  off  your  daug'hter. 

"Ha!  h:i!  but  you  were  an  arrant  ilirt,  my 
dear;  came  mighty  near  throwing  me  over,  didn't 
you,  that  time  I  went  to  the  Carter  county  races 
and  Miss  Sallie  Monroe  wore  the  colors  of  my 
racer?  It  happened  this  wa}' — "and  the  old  man 
lost  himself  ag'ain  in  the  story  of  his  youth. 

The  Colorado  girl  saw  that  Miss  Ruth's  eyes 
were  shining  and  her  face  wore  a  soft,  pink  g'low. 

"The  twelfth  plate  was  for  him,  my  dear." 
whispered  Miss  Ruth  across  the  table;  "father 
has  forgotten,  but  he  dined  with  us  thirty  years 
ag'o  to-nig'ht,  and  I  wore  this  frock — he  liked  it 
so." 

The  Colorado  g'irl  for  the  first  time  noticed 
the  quaint,  childish  gown  in  strange  contrast 
with  the  whitened  hair  and  faded  charms  of  its 
wearer.  She  longed  to  know,  but  she  did  not 
dare  ask  what  hard  fate  had  divided  Miss  Ruth 
and  the  twelfth  guest. 

And  then  she  saw  that  tlie  old  man  had  risen 
and  was  holding  his  glass  of  spring-  water  up, 
and  that  every  chair  was  pushed  back — they  had 
been  so  from  the  first,  but  to  her  startled  eyes  it 
seemed  as  if  unseen  hands  had  moved  them. 

"Let  us  be  thankful,"  said  the  old  man,  soft- 
ly, '-that  we  are  all  together  ag'ain.  What 
changes  the  year  will  bring  we  may  not  know, 
but  we  will  try  to  bear  them  all  with  patient, 
steadfast  hearts.  God  grant  that  we  may  meet 
again  with  unbroken  numbers — if  not  here,  then 
somewhere  Where  reunions  are  eternal."  He 
turned  with  a  note  of  strange,  deep  tenderness  iu 
his  voice — "Mother — "  and  his  glass  went  out, 
touching  the  empt}'  air.  "I  seem  very  tired  to- 
night," he  said  absently. 

"Yes,  father,  these  are  long  days;  they  tax 
your  strength;"  and  Miss  Ruth  led  him  gently 
away. 

After  a  time  she  came  into  the  drawing-  room 
alone  and  joined  the  two  girls  sitting  mute  before 
the  flaming  fire-place.  She  had  put  off  the  girl- 
ish g'owu,  and  she  spoke  in  quite  a  matter-of-fact 
tone  that  jarred  discordantly  on  the  Colorado  girl. 

"These  seasons  are  hard  on  father.  I  have 
thought  seriously  for  several  years  that  it  would 
be  better  not  to  observe  the  day  at  all..  You  see 
that  Christmas  eve  thirty  3'ears  ago  was  the  last 
one  we  ever  had.  The  boys  went  with  the  army, 
and  before  the  ivar  closed  thev  had  all  fallen  and 


mother  had  died.  Father  was  never  the  same 
afterward.  It  was  his  wish  that  we  prepare  for 
Christmas  just  as  we  used  to  do  in  the  old  times, 
and  of  late  years,  since  he  has  grown  feebler,  he 
really  seems  to  believe  they  are  all  here;  in  fact, 
it  sometimes  seems  to  me  as  if  they  were  present 
in  spirit.  The  house  is  always  sad  to  me  for  days 
after.  I  am  glad  to  have  you  two  girls  bring  your 
youthful  gayety  into  it — it  helps  dispel  the  sad, 
sweet  memories  that  are  too  much  for  me.  To- 
morrow I  shall  have  company  for  you.  Dear," 
and  she  turned  to  the  Colorado  girl,  "tell  me 
about  your  Christmases  at  liome." 

The  Colorado  girl  raised  her  eyes,  and  they 
were  full  of  tears. 

"They  are  having  one  now — just  fatlier  and 
Jim.  Its  an  awful  lonesome  Christmas" — she 
shivered  slightly — "for  they  expected  me.  I 
didn't  want  to  go  until — until  I  saw  all  of  you  to- 
gether to-night." 

She  said  it  with  a  slight  unconscious  accent 
on  the   "all." 

I  never  knew  before  how  much  I  loved  father 
and  Jim.  They've  done  everything  for  me — I  was 
such  a  little  thing  when  my  mother  died — but  I 
— I've  never  thought  of  it  all  before." 

There  was  a  world  of  fullest  comprehension 
in  Miss  Ruth's  glance.  She  knew  so  well  what 
it  all  meant,  this  determined  seeking  of  one's 
own;  but  with  her — long,  long  ago — had  come 
something  higher  and  diviner  that 
"Smote  the  chord  of  self," 

and  it  had  forever 

"    *    *    passed  in  music  out  ol  sight." 
"How  long  would  it  take  you  to  reach   home 
if  you    started    to-niglit  dear?"  and   Miss    Ruth's 
warning  finger  silenced  the  protest    springing-   to 
the  Louisiana  girl's  lips. 

An  hour  later,  the  Colorado   girl  was    on    the 

train  speeding  through    Mississippi    northward. 

Her  eyes  were  straining  into  the    darkness;    thev 

were  tender  eyes,  and  soft  with  tears. 

e        e        e 

THE  NEW   DAY. 


The  east  was  full  of  light,  for  a  new  day  was 
breaking.  One,  looking  out  of  a  window,  saw  it 
and  wondered  drearily  how  it  could  be  lived 
through.  Another  one  perceived  the  first  faint 
streaks  with  dismay  and  something  of  fear  lest 
the  darkness  had  not  quite  hidden  his  tracks. 
There  was  yet  a  third  who  watched  it  overspread- 
ing the  wide    plains    and    touching    the    hill-tops 


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with  glory  in  a  fullness  ot  joy  that  found  expres- 
sion only  when  he  turned  away  and  took  up  his 
work  with  a  sontr. 


FROM  A  LETTER. 


Manila,  P.  I; 


Oriente  Flotel. 


I  wrote  from  Nag'asaki  .that  it  would 
be  best  to  beg-in  at  the  beginning  but  do  not  think 
that  I  can  tell  all  for  I  can  not. 

I  left  Honolulu  Aug.  28th  at  5  o'clock  on  the 
Occidental  and  Oriental  S.  S.  Gaelic, a  magnificent 
steamer  manned  by  a  crew  of  128.  There  were 
47  passeng'ers  (cabin)  11  women,  12  army  sur- 
g'cons  and  some  commissioned  oiScers,  18  of  us 
for  Manila.  I  had  my  bath  at  6:30,  then  coffee 
and  toast  immediately  after,  then  up  on  deck  for 
a  promenade,  breakfast  at  8:30,  at  10  beef  tea 
was  served,  at  1  o'clock  tiffen,at  4  o'clock  tea  and 
cake  and  at  7  o'clock  dinner. 

I  had  a  seat  at  the  purser's  table,  and  such 
thing-s  as  we  had  to  eat! 

By  crossinir  the  180th  degree  longitude  we 
lost  one  day  which  happened  to  be  Sunday  (it  is 
10  o'clock  here  now,  and  it  is  5  o'clock  last  even- 
ing with  you.) 

We  reach'ed  Yokohoma,  Japan  the  following- 
Sunday,  went  ashore  and  took  jinrikishas  (ten 
cents  an  hour)  and  visited  all  the  leading  temples. 

The  houses  are  low,  covered  with  tiling',  and 
all  the  front  open  which  is  closed  with  heavy 
doors  at  night — if  there  is  a  vacant  space,  broken 
g-lass  imbedded  in  mortar  or  sharpened  bamboo 
sticks  firmly  planted  await  the  would-be  intruder. 

Everything  is  marvelously  cheap.  I  sent  my 
laundry  ashore,  mostly  white  dresses,  done  up 
for  two  cents  apiece,  and  so  clean.  I  did  not  buy 
anything,  for  I  knew  of  the  enormous  duty  at  this 
end  of  the  line,  though  I  saw  the  most  beautifu) 
tortoise  shell  work  I  ever  dreamed  of  displayed 
by  the  venders  who  came  on  board  as  they  did  at 
every  port  we  visited. 

At  the  temples  we  had  to  take  off  our  shoes 
— there  were  twelve  in  our  party,  and  the  stew- 
ardess chaperoned  me,  I  being  the  only  unmar- 
ried woman  aboard. 

The  Japs  are  a  clean  race,  but  they  g-o  most- 
ly as  they  are  created,  the  women  wear  one  loose 
thin  g-armeut  and  if  they  get  warm  throw  it  aside 
and  fan;  none  of  the  children  we  saw  wore  any 
clothes  at  all. 


We  had  dinner  at  the  Grand  Hotel, a  magnif- 
icent building-.  We  went  to  a  far-famed  tea-house 
at  the  top  of  100  stone  steps  where  native  girls 
sang-  and  played  for  us. 

At  Kobe  we  went  to  see  the  wonderful  water- 
falls and  the  city,  which  is  much  the  same  as  Yo- 
kohoma. 

At  Nag-asaki  the  same  twelve  of  us  took 
rikishas  and  went  six  miles  into  the  country  to 
Moji.  I  wish  I  could  describe  the  farms,  so  neat 
and  green,  c.f  this  hill  country,  every  inch  of 
which  is  tilled  by  a  succession  of  farming  terraces. 
The  bamboo  of  the  country,  I  must  not  forget, 
it  grows  tall  and  looks  more  like  the  rush  (that 
jointed  water  grass  at  home)  than  anything  else 
I  know,  with  dense  tops  like  willows,  the  leaves 
the  same  only  closer.   The  ferns  too, are  beautiful. 

We  had  dinner  at  a  native  tea-house,  and  all 
native  dishes,  mostly  fish.  The  view  of  Nagasaki 
away  down  belovv,  was  the  most  beautiful  thing 
I  ever  saw — those  green  liills — the  harbor — and 
thousands  of  ships. 

At  night  the  view  was  even  grander  with 
thirty-five  war  vessels  in  port,  among  them  the 
"Oregon"  and  "Monadnock,"  two  of  our  grand 
cruisers,  and  German,  French  and  Japanese  gun- 
boats, throwing  their  search-lights  all  about  the 
harbor  until  it  was  light  as  day.  I  was  sittino- 
on  deck  at  11  o'clock  and  could  read  by  the  glitter 
of  these  signal  lights. 

The  taking  on  of  coal  was  a  sight  never  to  be 
forgotten — hundreds  of  sampans  and  scows  loaded 
with  coal  surrounded  our  boat  and  they  fairly 
swarmed  with  women  v^'ho  passed  up  basket  after 
basket,  like  firemen  of  a  bucket  brigade,  of  coal, 
they  wore  only  a  loin-cloth,  women  do  all  of  this 
work  here  in  the  east,  scull  all  the  boats,  etc. 

Next  morning  we  g-ot  into  a  typhoon  and  our 
dear  old  ship  rode  nobly,  waves  lashed  the  upper 
decks  and  rolled  like  huge  mountains.  We  en- 
countered two  before  reaching-  Hong  Kong  and 
one  steamer  out  lost  all  her  masts.  The  Inland 
Sea  is  very  narrow  and  filled  with  innumerable 
rocks  which  require  skillful  steering. 

I  was  called  at  5:30  to  come  on  the  bows 
where  the  chief  officer  gave  me  his  glasses.  The 
water  is  the  most  delicate  green  imaginable,  nearly 
every  rock  is  fortified  by  the  Japs.  Guns  bristled 
and  there  seemed  thousands  of  light  houses  whose 
signals  never  go  out. 

The  little  villages  dotting  the  shores  were 
all  composed  of  grass  huts, some  square  and  some 
round,  with  flat  and   conical    roofs — all    their    in 


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habitants  seem  to  need  are  coverings  (scant)  and 
a  little  rice.  The  China  Sea  is  green  and  the 
Yellow  Sea  thick  with  mud. 

At  Woosing'  we  went  up  the  Yang-tse-Kiang 
for  forty  miles  and  anchored.  All  who  cared  to 
went  up  to  Shanghai  on  a  launch  fourteen  miles 
further.  It  was  5:30  when  we  got  to  the  hotel. 
It  was  once  an  old  Chinese  theatre  and  I  wish  I 
could  pick  up  my  room  and  send  to  you  to  look  at. 
It  was  the  old  dining"  room  about  forty  feet  long' 
and  just  as  wide.  The  floor  was  of  polished  cherrj' 
which  fairly  glittered. 

Sixteen  electric  liglits  made  day;  there  were 
sixteen  larg"e  chairs,  one  huge  table,  one  dressing 
table  fourteen  feet  long  and  the  top  one  solid 
piece  of  mahogany.  I  was  afraid  to  lay  a  pin  on 
it.  It  had  a  mirror  corresponding  in  size.  The 
walls  were  wainscoted  about  eight  feet  up  of 
cherry,  three  immense  mirrors  went  to  the  ceiling, 
two  carved  book  cases  were  on  either  side,  a 
carved  ebony  wasli  stand  and  wash  bowls  of  blue 
and  gold  china  like  crinkled  shells,  silver  candle 
sticks  and  snuffers,  besides  larg-e  screens  before 
the  hall  doors. 

There  were  six  doors  in  the  room:  two  out- 
side, two  into  the  court  and  two  into  another 
room,  and  mind — they  were  of  stained  glass,  per- 
fectly beautiful.  The  dining  room  was  the  old 
tlieatre  proper,  the  stage  had  been  left  and  all 
the  mirrors. 

After  dinner  we  went  with  a  native  guide  to 
hear  the  "sing-song'  girls."  We  were  the  only 
white  people  in  that  vast  throng  of  Chinamen. 
I  never  drank  so  much  tea  in  my  life,  but  it  was 
so  good;  I  think  I  drank  quarts  out  of  those  tiny 
little  bowls  and  how  I  was  stared  at!  At  ten 
o'clock  we  left  and  went  to  a  Chinese  theatre  I 
would  not  have  missed  that  for  sums  of  money. 
Onlv  men  are  allowed  to  act.  I  never  saw  such 
sword  drills  and  acrobatic  work  in  my  life,  then 
their  robes  were  magnificent.  It  was  like  the 
American  vaudeville — continuous — one  part  rep- 
resented Li  Hung'  Chang  and  his  retinue.  They 
reminded  me  of  the  time  when  I  used  to  dress  up 
and  sail  around  in  older  people's  finery.  Again 
we  were  the  only  women,  for  Chinese  women  do 
not  frequent  theatres,  among  hundreds  and  hun- 
dreds of  men. 

These  northern  Chinese  are  a  magnificently 
built  race  of  men,  so  commanding  and  large,  dif- 
fering so  from  the  Cantonese.  We  had  more  tea 
and  about  every  ten  minutes  little  "wash  rags" 
wrung  from  hot  water   were   handed   around  for 


us  to  wipe  our  faces  and  hands  with,  the  smoke 
was  stifling",  for  everyone  except  our  party  was 
smoking.  We  reached  home  at  12  o'clock  and  I 
fought  cockroaches  which  were  three  inches  long, 
they  actually  made  a  noise  when  they  walked. 
My  little  ebony  bed,  rattan  covered,  was  closely 
curtained,  to  keep  out  mosquitos. 

After  breakfast  we  took  a  carriage  and  one 
animal  something"  like  a  horse  and  went  out  on 
the  Bubbling"  Weel  road  seven  miles  into  the 
country  to  the  public  gardens  and  lottery  where 
we  watched  them  at  play  awhile,  then  on  into  the 
cotton  country. 

Everywhere  were  g'raves,  curious  things, some 
with  the  coffins  exposed  and  just  any  place — in 
the  middle  of  a  field,  maybe,  and  thousands  of 
them. 

"We  went  through  the  silk  and  cotton  fac- 
tories, then  through  the  town,  never  did  I  see 
such  magnificent  buildings,  all  of  massive  stone 
and  so  firmly  built,  then  the  picturesquely  wind- 
ing roads — America  might  well  pattern  after  the 
roads  of  both  China  and  Japan — with  the  private 
residences  of  the  rich  Chinese. 

Shanghai  was  full  of  soldiers  from  all  the  for- 
eign powers  and  as  the  streets  are  very  narrow 
with  rarely  ever  a  sidewalk,  it  was  hard  to  get 
through.  I  so  enjoyed  watching  from  my  window 
the  crowds  below  all  in  their  long  garments  and 
neatly  combed  hair — I  am  decidedly  in  favor  of 
the  Chinamen  compared  to  the  Japs  as  regards 
wearing"  apparel. 

We  went  back  to  the  ship  at  noon,  but  the 
captain  had  received  news  that  a  typhoon  was 
expected  so  we  did  not  sail  until  6  a.  m.  next 
day. 

I  was  the  guest  of  the  ship  during'  my  three 
days  wait  in  Hong  Kong  before  sailing  for  Ma- 
nila, an  honor  that  has  not  been  often  bestowed 
during  the  four  years  of  the  captain's  command, 
so  his  brother  officers  told  me.  I  sat  at  the  cap- 
tain's right  at  his  table — there  were  seven  saloon 
officers  besides — and  royally  entertained  does  not 
express  if.  The  ship's  launch  was  at  my  service 
and  I  went  ashore  whenever  I  pleased,  every  min- 
ute of  the  time  was  a  pleasure  and  when  I  left 
the  officers  took  me  in  the  ship's  launch  and  put 
me  aboard  after  presenting  me  with  an  elegant 
silver  Chinese  souvenir  engraved  and  my  mono- 
gram on  it. 

I  shall  never  forget  their  kindness,  and  you 
have  no  idea  how  well  acquainted  people  become 
in  four  weeks  aboard  ship. 


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There  were  onlj  eight  cabin  passengers  on 
the  new  boat,  but  everything'  was  done  for  me. 
I  was  up  on  the  bridge  most  of  the  time  and  when 
I  left  the  captain  gave  me  a  canary  bird  and  cage, 
a  rarity  in  these  parts. 

Mr.  R.  Collins,  an  Associated  Press  reporter, 
was  aboard  and  had  gone  into  Pekin  with  the 
allied  forces,  he  was  very  interesting  and  had  so 
many  curios  from  Tien  Sien.  I  also  met  one  of 
the  rescued  women  from  the  legation  who  had 
many  a  tale  to  tell,  she  got  off  at  Hong  Kong. 

I  do  not  know  what  to  say  of  Manila  as  it  is 
so  very  different  from  any  thing  I  ever  dreamed 
of.  I  am  at  this  hotel,  reached  here  at  12  yester- 
day 36  hours  overdue  but  a  typhoon  was  reported 
and  we  watched  and  kept  out  of  its  way.  I  im- 
mediately reported  and  go  to  work  Monday  at 
the  head  of  the  Tonde  Girls  school,  120  pupils  of 
them.  I  am  going  to  have  trouble  over  my  trans- 
portation as  I  did  not  come  via  a  transport  so  I 
may  have  to  pay  my  $225.00  myself.  The  war 
department  is  so  strict. 

Board  is  §75  gold  per  month  and  then  one  is 
fortunate  at  that, for  every  thing  is  full,  I  may  go 
and  stay  with  the  sisters  at  a  convent  or  I 
may  be  able  to  get  in  a  Spanish  family. 

This  is  the  dirtiest  city  I  ever  sa.w  in  my  life, 
every  thing  is  poured  in  the  street. 

Old,  old  buildings  here  put  up  long  before 
Columbus  discovered  America,  but  you  would 
think  thousands  of  years  before  that,  still  occu- 
pied, and  the  Cathedrals  used,  nearly  all  of  the 
buildings  have  their  stables  below  and  you  have 
to  walk  through  before  you  get  up  stairs. 

At  midday  everything  is  closed, my  hours  will 
be  from  8  to  11  a,  m.  2:30  to  5  p.  m. 

Last  night  there  was  an  uprising  about  2000 
yards  from  the  hotel, overSOO  shots  were  exchang'- 
ed  and  to-day  great  excitement  prevails,  much 
fierce  fighting  this  week  about  16  miles  out,  and  all 
of  the  regiments  are  on  duty  and  go  armed.  It 
seem  strange  for  me  to  have  to  salute  and  go 
through  the   formula   to  pass  the  guards. 

The  windows  are  of  shells,  this  sheet  of  pa- 
per would  take  8  of  them  with  strips  of  wood  be- 
tween. My  floor  is  of  ebony  and  my  bed  an  old 
carved  Spanish  affair  just  a  straw  mat  on 
rattan  covering, mosquito  nets  and  straw  pillows, 
this  is  an  immense  building,  some  old  Spanish 
Grandee's  castle.  The  things  one  rides  in  are 
unspeakable,  a  two  wheeled  rig  drawn  by  the 
tiniest  little  horse  which  the  Filipino  beats  all  the 
time. 

In  Hong"  Kong"  the  sedan  chairs  made  me  sea- 


sick. I  was  not  sick  a  minute  on  board  ship, 
never  missed  a  meal  so  I  am  an  A  No.  1  sailor. 
The  Custom  House  business  was  an  awful  nui- 
sance here,  everything  turned  upside  down,  but  I 
left  and  they  had  to  put  them  back, 

1  haVe  been  presented  with  four  fans,  two 
Japs  and  two  Chinese,  and  had  some  new  clothes 
made  in  Hong  Kong,  all  of  white  duck  of  the 
quality  of  that  of  the  ships'  officers, and  very  thin. 

I  have  met  a  number  of  people  who  know 
persons  that  I  do,  and  Dr.  H —  First  Lieutenant 
of  Hospital  Corps  called  for  me  this  evening  and 
took  me  for  a  two  hours  drive  on  the  Luneta. 
There  were  hundreds  of  carriages  full  of  officers. 

I  never  saw  such  an  array  of  soldiers,  one  is 
challenged  at  every  crossing.  16  Filipinos  were 
killed  in  town  here  last  night  and  a  hard  battle 
was  fought  8  miles  out,  and  some  80  more  Filipi- 
nos killed. 

The  4th  Cavalry  Band  played  and  with  the 
music,  the  ocean  waves,  the  soldiers  and  all,  it 
was  superb. 

I  move  to-morrow  into  a  Spanish  family 
where  not  a  word  of  Eng'lish  is  spoken  and  only 
Spanish  food  to  be  had,  but  it  was  the  best  I 
could  do.  S43  per  month  and  all  else  extra — I'll 
never  get  home  for  the  lack  of  funds. 

You  cannot  for  an  instant  imagine  the  filth 
of  this  city  of  three  quarters  of  a  million  souls — 
everything'  is  poured  into  the  streets. 

The  soldiers  are  not  nearly  sufficient,  it 
is  vaguely  rumored  that  if  McKinley  is  re-elected 
that  there  won't  be  an  American  left  to  tell  .the 
tale,  and  that  would  be  an  easy  matter  for  the 
population  on  these  2000  islands  is  something 
wonderful.  It  is  now  the  rainy  season  and  it 
fairly  pours  and  is  stifling  hot — steaming — and 
you  can  imagine  the  odors.  Fruits  are  very 
scarce;  meats,  rice,    and    bread    are    the    staples. 

I  have  coffee  and  bread  for  breakfast,  all  the 
butter  is  shipped  from  Australia  and  England 
and  comes  canned     *     *     *     imagine  it! 

Sundav: — I  am  novi-  boarding  with  an  old 
Castilian  family,  Dr,  Xerres  Burg'oi. 

The  house  is  a  verv  large  stone  and  wooden 
affair,  stables  below  through  which  we  have  to 
pass  to  g'et  in,  ebony  floors, all  open  above  except 
at  night  and  then  the  sliding'  shell  doors  close 
and  one  can't  get  in  unless  a  servant  admits  you, 
there  are  15  or  20  in  the  establishment — at  table 
plates,  knives  and  forks  are  chang'ed  every  time 
a  new  dish  is  brought  in.  The  two  daug'hters  play 
the  piano  and  sing"  beautifully,  one  is  to  marry 
an    American  officer  in  October. 

This  letter  will  go  via  the  transport"Meade," 
everyone  who  reads  it  must  write  and  do  it  quick- 
ly. It's  a  long",  long"  way  here — I  never  realized 
it  until  I  traveled  it — 5  days  to  San  Francisco,  8 
to  Honolulu,  22  to  Hong  Kong,  4  to  Manila,  and 
that  is  when  close  connection  is  made,  300  miles 
per  dav  by  steamer. 

Bertha  M.  Rush. 


3  6 


COLivEOE  Greetings. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS 

Published  Monthly  in  the  int'Test  of  Illinois 

Woman's  College  during  the 

College  Year. 

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EDITOR  COLLEGE  GREETINGS, 

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EDITORIAL. 


Something' distinctly  new  is  felt  to  bestir- 
ring in  the  calm  Colleg'e  atmosphere  \vhen  the 
end  of  the  fall  term  draws  near.  There  is  a 
swifter  current  th9.t  is  not  altog-etber  dite  to  the 
"cramming-"  for  examinations  and  the  anxieties 
over  a  creditable  public  appearance  in  the  various 
recitals  after  weeks  of  patient  preparation.  The 
first  break  in  the  long  school  year  means 
much  more  than  this.  There  are  the  home-com- 
ings, the  reuniting  of  family  circles  and  the 
gathering'  up  of  the  threads  of  the  old  life  for  a 
brief  week  or  so  in  anticipation.  It  is  not  every 
girl  who  can  slip  easily  back  into  the  place  from 
which  she  has  been  a  long'  while  absent.  College 
life  has  awakened  new  aspirations,  given  new 
and  higher  aims  and  afforded  opportunities  for 
strong  and  lasting  new  attachments,  and  it  is  a 
severer  test  than  any  she  encounters  in  the  class- 
room, to  be  able  to  take  up  the  old  interests  in 
the  same  spirit  in  which  they  were  laid  aside, and 
meet  the  old  friends  witlk  undiminished    warmth. 

The  happiest  possible  commentary  was  that 
which  a  man  once  made  concerning"  himself  when 
he  said,  "I  have  a  talent  for  friendship."  We 
hear  so  much  in  these  days  of  people  who  have 
talents  for  various  thing's  and  spend  much  money 
and  3'ears  of  time  in  bringing  each  of  his  particu- 
lar gifts  to  the  hig'hest  state  of  development,  but 
— a  talent  for  friendship — there  is  something'  sin- 
gular in  the  expression. 


He  speaks  with  just  discrimination  of  the  dif- 
ferent kinds  of  people  he  has  drawn  within  the 
circle  of  his  friendship,  not  all  of  them  are  cul- 
tured, some  are  even  looked  upon  as  commonplace, 
but  for  certain  genuine  and  kindl}'  qualities  they 
possess,  "they  find  a  warm  corner  at  the  hearth- 
side  of  my  heart."  It  is  his  rule  of  life  to  over- 
look the  deficiencies  in  character  and  "be  mind- 
ful," as  George  Elliot  says,  "only  of  the  grand 
curve  of  the  orbit"  and  when  once  a  friend  is 
gained,  to  hold  on  to  him  forever. 

But  as  in  the  vicissitudes  of  life,  they  die  and 
drift  away, he  says,  "and  so  Hike  to  fill  their  places 
with  others  and  hope  when  life  ends  to  find  the 
ranks  as  full  as  in  the  mid-flow  of  existence." 

The  story  in  this  number  of  the  Greetings 
was  written  two  years  ago  to  accompany  a  half- 
tone illustration  covering  a  full  half-pag'e  of  the 
paper  done  by  one  of  the  studio  pupils  which  it 
was  decided  not  to  use  when  Ihe  cost  of  its  re- 
production was  found  to  be  greater  than  antici- 
pated. Something'  else  was  used  in  its  place  and 
the  story  found  its  way  into  print  in  the  North- 
western Christian  Advocate  of  December  14,1898. 

If  any  chanced  to  read  it  there,  they  are 
cheerfully  requested  to  pass  it  over  at  this  time 
without  further  loss  of  valuable  moments,  and  to 
reflect  that  if  some  two  hundred  and  fifty  of  the 
five  hundred  who  are  supposed  monthly  to  peruse 
the  College  paper  would  each  send  in  that  con- 
tribution the}'  have  had  it  in  mind  to  write,  there 
would  not  be  such  frequent  need  of  serving  up 
warmed-over  articles. 

Concerning  the  illustrations,  it  has  been 
suggested  man}'  times  this  year  that  the}'  added 
much  to  the  interest  and  attractiveness  of  appear- 
ance of  the  paper  two  j'ears  ago.  It  is  hoped 
that  a  special  number  fitUy  illustrated  by  the 
studio  g'irls  will  be  forth-coming'  at  some  time  be- 
tween now  and  June. 

The  letter  from  an  old  College  girl  used  in 
this  issue  is  another  one  written  onh'  for  the 
eves  of  a  few  friends  and  published  without  so 
much  as  asking"  "by  jour  leave,"  but  no  amount 
of  care  in  the  rewriting  could  add  to  the  interest 
of  the  facts  of  the  long  strange  journey  to  remote 
corners  of  the  world.  A  previous  letter  tells  of 
the  "personal  point  of  view"  of  Honolulu  and  ex- 
cursions to  the  adjoining"  islands, but  Mr.  Nichols 
in  his  recent  chapel  talk  covered  the  same  field  so 
completely  it  was  decided  not  to  use  that  partic- 
ular letter. 


COLLEOE   GREETINOS. 


A  7 


I       COLLEGE  DEPARTMENT. 

THANKSGIVING  AT  THE 

COLLEGE. 


Though  ThaiiUsg-iving'  is  a  da\'  when  our 
thoughts  iustinctively  turn  toward  the  home  cir- 
cle, still  it  must  be  a  very  peculiar  girl,  indeed, 
who  can  be  homesick  at  I.  W.  C.  on  Thanksg'iv- 
ing-  day.  This  year  the  day  was  especially  en- 
joyable. During-  the  course  of  the  morning'  while 
the  household  were  at  church,  bus}^  hands  were 
at  work  adorning-  the  dining--room.  and  when  at 
two,  the  doors  were  thrown  open,  flags  and  nu- 
merous other  decorations  in  the  national  colors 
g-reeted  the  stream  of  students  and  guests  as 
tlie}^  entered. 

The  tables  looked  exceedingly  dainty  and  ar- 
tistic, strewn  with  autumn  leaves  and  ferns,  and 
at  each  place  was  a  crimson  card  with  a  strutting- 
"g-obbler"  represented  on  one  side  and  tlie  follow- 
ing- menu  on  the  other: 

Consomme 
Roast  Tvirkey  Potato  Croquettes 

Cranberry  Jelly 

Celery  Olives  Pickles 

Oyster  Patties 

Grape  Phosphate 

Chicken  Salad  Wafers 

Ice  Cream  Cake 

Nuts  Raisins 

Coffee 

Toasted  Marshmallows 

Thanksgiving  Echoes 

At  Dr.  Harker's  request  the  blessing-  was 
sung-,  and  then  followed  course  after  course  of 
dainties.  When  the  tables  had  been  cleared  after 
the  last  course,  plates  of  marshmallows  were 
broug-ht  in  and  each  g-uest  was  supplied  with  a 
tiny  candle  which  g'rew,  apparently,  from  the 
very  centre  of  a  crimson  tissue  water-lily,  these 
unique  holders  were  finished  off  with  a  border  of 
g-reen  leaves.  While  the  toasting-  of  marshmal- 
lows was  g-oing-  on,  and  all  vied  with  each  other 
to  see  who  could  g-et  theirs  done  the  richest  brown 
without  scorching-,  "Miss  Cole  read  aloud  an  ex_ 
ceeding-ly  clever  Thanksgiving-  story.  Nothing- 
prettier  can  be  imag-ined  than  the  rows  of  snowy 
tables,  with  the  tiny  candles  twinkling-  at  ever}' 
plate,  like  so  many  minature  stars,  lighting  up 
with  their  rudd}'  glow  the  faces  bent  over   them. 

The  afternoon's  festivities  were  closed  by  a 
short  talk  from  Judge    Whitlock,    without  whom 


Thanksg-iving  at  the  College  would    not    be   com- 
plete. 

In  the  evening  the  dignities  of  the  afternoon 
were  laid  aside  and  all  adjourned  to  the  gymna. 
slum  for  an  old-fashioned  "taffy-pull."  Here  the 
sticky  delectable  masses  of  sweets  were  being 
dealt  out,  and  many  were  the  agonized  shrieks 
for  butter  to  relieve  until  the  10:30  bell  rang  and 
the  lights  went  out  on  the  joyous  day. 
ft        s        e 

ART    EXHIBITION. 

The  Art  E.xhibition  which  has  been  g'oing  on 
during  the  past  week  has  been  a  great  success. 
All  of  the  girls  are  enthusiastic  in  their  praise  of 
Miss  Knopf  and  her  work,  and  the  work  of  tlie 
students  in  the  exhibition  gives  proof  of  the  fact 
that  their  praise  is  well  merited. 

A  great  variety  of  work  was  shown  in  char- 
coal, oil  and  water  colors,  and  also  in  china. 
Besse  Harker  is  well  represented  with  work  in 
several  mediums;  two  of  her  black  and  white 
studies  deserve  special  mention — one,  the  head 
of  a  little  child  from  the  cast,  and  the  other,  a 
very  artistic  rendering-  of  a  study  of  skull  and 
books,  which  is  handled  very  well.  Some  little 
pencil  sketches  show  very  artistic  handling,  and 
she  also  has  some  charming-  water  colors  and  some 
oil  studies  that  show  good  solid  work. 

Eloise  Smith  had  some  excellent  charcoal 
studies — one  of  quinces,  which  was  charmingly 
handled.  She  also  displaj'ed  several  very  hand- 
some pieces  of  china. 

There  were  some  good  charcoal  studies  from 
still  life  and  cast,  done  by  Ella  Blackburn,  and 
some  excellent  water  colors — one  in  particular,  a 
study  of  vases,  in  tones  of  reds  and  greens,  which 
was  handled  admirably  and  showed  ability. 

Svisan  Wehu  and  Flora  Lynn  showed  some 
very  good  work  in  oils,  and  Ethel  Dudley  some 
very  nice  charcoal  studies — one,  a  stud}-  of  corn 
which  was  much  admired. 

Helen  Henderson's  work  showed  good  study 
and  much  promise  for  future  efforts. 

In  the  China  department  Mabel  Mills,  Mabel 
Curtis,  Edith  Loose,  Fay  Dunlap  and  Reon  Os- 
borne had  work  displayed;  all  of  the  china  was 
beautifully  decorated  and  showed  much  skill  in 
handling. 

The  work  of  the  primary  and  intermediate 
departments  was  very  interesting.  Compositions, 
illustrations.  Mother  Goose  rhvmes   and    desig-us 


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COLLEOE    GREETINOS. 


for  wall  paper  and  oil  cloth  were  conspicuous  on 
tlie  wc>;t  and  north  walls.  The  work  of  Jean 
Loose,  Jennie  Harker  and  Gladys  Osborne 
showed  a  great  deal  of  ability. 

Miss  Knopf  had  several  pictures  which  were 
greatly  admired  both  in  black  and  white  and 
color, and  also  some  very  pretty  calendars, picture 
frames  and  china  on  sale. 

On  the  whole  the  exhibition  of  the  last  week 
has  been  one  of  the  most  successful  ever  held 
in  the  College,  and  the  studio  girls  are  anx- 
ious to  begin  the  work  of  another  term  with  their 
energetic  teacher,  so  that  they  may  have  a  still 
better  exhibition  next  spring. 

U'  d  l<d 

ELCCUTION   [MOTES. 

Like  the  other  departments  of  the  College, 
the  School  of  Elocution  has  had  a  share  in  "ex- 
pansion." 

The  work  done  this  term  by  the  students  has 
never  been  excelled  and  the  prospects  for  next 
term  are  very  flattering.  The  great  majority  of 
the  students  are  pursueing-  the  regular  course  for 
g'raduatiou.  Two  excellent  public  programs  have 
been  given.  The  last  occurred  Thursday  night, 
December  13.  The  program  as  printed  included 
the  first  three  numbers  given  below,  and  Howell's 
Farce  "The  Mouse  Trap,"  owing  to  the  illness 
of  the  one  young  gentleman  character,  the  Parce, 
at  the  last  moment  had  to  be  abandoned;  but  that 
did  not  signify  that  the  recital  should  be  post- 
poned, for  this  department  has  always  been  able 
to  surmount  difficulties.  Hence  the  program  as 
given  here  was  rendered,  to  the  entire  satisfac- 
tion of  the  large  audience  in  attendance: 

PROGRAM. 
"Lucky  Jim"  ------        Werner's 

Daisy  R.vwlings. 


a    The  Stranger  on  the  Sill 

h    The  Every-day  Poet 

c    Christmas  as  Tommy  sees  it 

Edith  Starr. 
r.'"no  Solo:  "Dedication" 

Irene  Kinne. 
"Green  Grow  The  Rushes,  O." 

Maude  Moore. 


T.  B.  Read 

Waterman 

Munsey 

Franz  Bendel 


Laura  Heimlich 


The  Round  Up 

The  Set  of  Turquois Aldrich 

Miss  Cole. 
Miss  Cole  is  seldom  heard  in  the  public  pro- 
grams, but  the  strength  of  her  work  is  shown  in 
her  readings  as  it  also  reflects  in  the  uniformly 
g-ood  work  of  the  students.  Miss  Cole  gives  a 
public  recital  in  January'. 


PHI  NU    SOCIETY. 


The  meetings  during  the  past  term  have  been 
very  interesting  as  well  as  instructive.  The  life 
and  works  of  Whittier  and  Lowell  have  been 
discussed  at  two  of  the  meetings  while  there 
have  also    been    some   ver^    interesting    debates. 

The  subjects — "Resolved  that  Co-education 
is  Beneficial,"  "Should  the  United  States  Sena- 
tors be  elected  by  the  direct  vote  of  the  People" 
and  "Resolved  that  Crime  increases  with  Civili- 
zation," were  among'  the  subjects  of  benefit 
and  interest. 

The  addition  of  a  new  piano  in  the  Hall  next 
term  will  make  the  programs  even  more  inter- 
esting',and  will  give  the  Phi  Nus  who  have  talents 
in  that  direction  an  opportunity  to  use  them. 

New  members  have  been  coming  in  every 
week,  among  the  recent  ones  are  Misses  Burnett, 
B.  Hart,  Edith  Bedingrgr.  G.  Capps,  Leola  and 
Lutie  Martin,  Adams,  Rice  and  Moore. 

A  very  interesting  Christmas  program  has 
been  prepared  for  the  last  meeting   of   the    term. 

All  the  girls  expect  to    come    back    after    the 
holidays  and  take  up  the  societv  work   with    even 
more  energy  and  loyaltv  than  heretofore. 
a        o        p 

ECHOES    FROM    MUSIC    HALL. 

Junior — "Look  here,  what  does  this  mean? 
One  book  says  Carassimi  was  born  in  1562  and 
another  sa3's  he  was  born  in  1580.   Which  is  right?'' 

Dignified  Senior — "Probably  both.  Don't 
you  know  '}-e  must  be  born  again?'  " 

A  new  student  noticing  a  striking  looking" 
personag'e  in  music  hall  and  her  curiositj'  being 
aroused,  approached  with  fear  and  trembling'  and 
asked  "who  are  you?"  Imag'ine  her  consternation 
upon  hearing  the  answer,  "I  am  Corell(i),  father 
of  chamber  music  and  real  violin  playing.  Ever 
read  VonDommen's  life  of  me?" 

Can  anyone  explain  the  sudden  scampering 
in  music  hall,  when  a  stentorian  voice  is  heard 
remarking,  "Young  ladies,  there  is  a  waiting- 
room  at  the  end  of  this  hall!" 

The  final  examinations  for  the  term  ending- 
December  18,  were  held  this  week.  The  test  in 
musical  history  was  held  on  Thursday  and  Miss 
Dickson  has  proven  a  conscientious  teacher. 


COLLEOE   OREETINGS. 


A  9 


The  Iiarmon}-  and  counterpoint  examinations 
were  held  Friday  afternoon  and  g-ood  work  has 
been  done  by  the  students  in  this  department. 

A  private  recital  was  given  in  the  Chapel 
Thursday  afternoon,  December  13.  Those  tak- 
ing part  were  Misses  Duckels,  Burnett,  Black- 
burn, Harlowe,  Merrill,  Wilcox,  Thompson, 
and  Rottger. 

Miss  Stark  from  Hume,  111.,  is  one  of  the 
new  house  students  enrolled  in  the  music  depart- 
ment. A  number  have  made  arrangements  for 
entering  at  the  beginning  of  the  term. 


MUSIC    DEPARTMENT. 

One  evening  last  summer  President  Harker 
entertained  a  hundred  or  more  of  the  business 
men  of  Jacksonville  at  dinner.  It  was  an  informal 
gathering  of  representative  men  who  were  all  in- 
terested in  a  general  way  in  the  Woman's  College. 
They  were  shown  through  the  building  and  a 
general  discussion  followed  of  the  outlook  of  the 
institution.  The  result  sought  was  that  there 
might  be  a  better  understanding  of  the  inner 
workings  of  the  school,  and  an  appreciation  of 
its  value,  commercial  and  otherwise  to  the   town. 

The  College  has  received  many  favors  at  the 
I'.ands  of  these  and  others  of  the  business  men  of 
Jacksonville,  and  it  gratefully  acknowledges  ithe 
growing  spirit  of  friendliness  accorded  to  it  year 
by  year. 

The  good  word  spoken,  the  generous  praise 
it  has  oftentimes  received,  and  in  numberless 
cases  the  fiancial  help  in  response  to  the  public 
appeal,  all  these  have  daily   increased   the   debt. 

It  was  in  some  such  spirit  of  recognition  of 
services  rendered  that  a  complimentary  concert 
was  planned  for  the  evening  of  November  26th. 
In  the  midst  of  a  multiplicity  of  cares.  President 
Harker  found  time  to  give  personal  invitations  to 
the  business  people  of  the  town. 

The  chapel  was  well  filled,  it  was  not  the 
usual  audience  which  assemble  on  concert  nights 
and  for  that  reason  it  was  thrice  welcome.  The 
College  ot  Music  has  good  reason  to  be  proud  of 
its  faculty  and  the  program  of  November  26th 
was  excellently  rendered,  Mr.  Stead  showing  rare 
ability  and  wonderful  technique  in  the  Ruben- 
stein's  Staccato  Etude. 


The  numbers  were  as  follows: 

Polonaise  Brillante  (8  hands)  .  -  .  Weber 

Mrs.  Stead,  Miss  Clark,  Miss  Dickson,  Mrs.  Kolp. 
Le  sais  tu?  -  -  .  .  _  .  Massenet 

ralms"'"^  "  ^°'""'^  \  'Songs  of  the  17th-Century(         Downs 

Miss  Shanafelt. 
Novellette  in  E  -  -  -  -  -  Schumann 

Mrs.  Kolp. 
'Twas  April       --------         -         Nevln 

In  Sweetest  Sleep -         Hofmann 

Miss  Clark. 
a  Bird  as  Prophet       -------       Schumann 

b  Staccato  Etude         -----  Rubenstein 

Mr.  Stead. 
Impatience       -       -  -  -  -  -  Schubert 

Miss  Shanafelt. 

Concerto  in  G  minor  (Scherzo,  Presto)       -       -       Saint-Saens 

Miss  Dickson. 

Orchestral  parts  on  second  piano  by  Mrs.  Kolp. 

Ave  Maria       ------  Bach-Gounod 

(with  piano,  violin  and  organ.) 

Miss  Clark. 

Mr.  Bently  Hamilton,  Violinist,  assisting. 

The  second  public  recital  of  the  month  was 
that  given  by  the  advanced  pupils  Monday  night, 
December  17th  at  8  o'clock  in  the  College    chapel. 

The  program  rendered  was: 

Finale  from  Concerto  in  G  Minor       -  -  Mendelssohn 

Vivian  Merrill. 
Elegie  -------  Massenet 

The  Secret       ------         Max  Spicker 

Mae  Thompson 
Scherzo  in  B  flat  minor       -----       Chopin 

Emma  Burnett. 
Toccatine  -----  Mason 

Nina  Hale 
Das  Kraut  Vergesseuheit  -  -  -  Hildach 

Damon  -  -  -  -  .  -       nax  Stange 

Isaline  Dickson 
To  a  Wild  Rose,         1 

OW  Try«!ng  pface,   [  Woodland  Sketches         -        MacDowell 
In  Autumn,  J 

Carrie  Morrison. 

Printemps  qui  Commence  -  -  -  Saint-Saens 

(From  Sampson  andDelila) 

Jessie  Wilcox. 

La  Harp  Eolienne  -----  Kruger 

Hungarian  -  -  -  -  -  MacDowell 

Elizabeth  Blackburn 
Lehn' deine  Wang',    }  _  _  r^„„„„ 

Spring  Night,  J  "  "  Jensen 

Elizabeth  Mathers. 
Polonaise  in  E  -  -  -  -  Liszt 

Frances  Harlowe 
Love  Me  Well  -  -  -  Bemberg 

Myra  Davis. 
A  Midsummer  Night's  Dream  -  Templeton  Strong 

Irma  Marshall. 
Des  Fille  de  Cadiz  -  -  -  Delibes 

Urla  Rottger 

Allegro  from  Concerto  in  E  minor  _  -  -       Chopin 

Elizabeth  Doying. 

e        e        s 
"Solitude  is  the  mother-country  of  the  strong 
— silence  in  their  prayer." 

"Souls  live  on  in  perpetual  echoes." 


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COLLEOE   GREETINOS. 


COLLEGE   NOTES. 


Mae  Kendal,  '99  is  at  present  busied  with  her 
musical  studies  in  Chicago. 

Josie  Henderson  had  the  pleasure  of  a  visit 
from  her  sister  of  Ridge  Farm  the   12th. 

Dr.  H.  W.  Johnston  of  Blooming-ton,  Ind,, 
was  the  guest  of  Dr.  Harker   on    the    14th. 

Gen  Pavey,  of  Mt.  Vernon,  spent  Thursday 
the  13th  with  his  daughter  Alice   at  the    College. 

Miss  Knopf  i^njoyed  a  few  days  visit  from 
her  mother,  whose  home  is  in  Chicag'o,  during- 
the  week  preceding  vacation. 

Matilda  Musch  had  the  pleasure  of  a  visit 
from  her  sister,  Mrs.  Cora  Musch  Conover  of  Vir- 
ginia, the  third  week  in  December. 

Eva  Magill  Davenport  of  "95  has  tlie  sympa- 
thy of  all  her  sister  alumnae  in  the  sorrow  so  re- 
cently befallen  her  in  the  death  of  her  mother 
from  pneumonia. 

Quite  a  number  of  the  girls  have  been  "in  the 
hospital"  from  severe  colds  these  last  unseason- 
ably warm  days  of  December.  One  poor  maiden 
had  to  do  her  work  for  the  Greetings  in  the 
strict  seclusion  of  her  room  with  her  head  tied  up 
in  a  towel  that  the  thinking-  mig-ht  go  on  uninter- 
ruptedly. 

What  President  Harker  called  the  "annual'' 
made  its  appearance  at  about  the  usual  time, 
this  month.  It  was  a  carefull\  gotten  up  petition 
to  the  Faculty  asking  for  an  extension  of  the  hol- 
idays. It  met  with  a  happier  fate  than  falls  to 
the  lot  of  most  such  "annuals,"  and  school  closed 
in  consequence  one  day  earlier. 

On  the  Saturday  morning  previous  to  the  close 
of  the  term  the  reading  of  the  senior  essays  in 
chapel  was  begun,  Olive  Adams  g-iving-  hers  on 
"The  Labor  Question  from  Edwin  Markham's 
Standpoint."  Nothing-  affords  a  more  interesting- 
commentary  on  the  changing  lines  of  College 
thought  than  a  study  of  the  essay  topics  from 
year  to  year. 


Mrs.  Katie  Schroll,  of  Meredosia.    visited    at 
the  College  on  Thursda}'  the  13th. 

Mr.  Harry  Wackerle,  of  Peoria  spent  Sunday 
the  16th  with  Dr.   and    Mrs.    Harker. 

Miss  Virginia    Sinclair,    of    Ashland,    was   a 
recent  g-uest  of  her  cousin,  Nellie   Begg's. 


Rev.    Mr.    Schwartz,    of    Franklin,    with    his 
daughter  Grace  were  recent  visitors  at  the  College. 


The  members  of  the  Young  Woman's  Mis- 
sionary Societ}'  of  the  First  church,  Springfield, 
edit  a  monthly  paper.  The  Christmas  number 
was  in  the  hands  of  Mrs.  Jessica  Arenz  Coleman 
who  surprised  the  society  with  so  beautifullv 
edited  a  number  that  she  was  requested  to  read 
it  over  ag'aiu  at  the  meeting-    of    the    \V.  F.  M.  S. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  C.  Lambert  have  issued 
invitations  to  the  marriage  of  their  daughter 
Anne  to  Edward  Clifford  in  Grace  church  New 
Years  night.  All  of  the  old  College  girls  who  re- 
member the  bride  as  little  "Pansy."  will  join  in 
the  sincerest  wishes  for  her  future  happiness  in 
lier  new  home  at  Virg'inia,  111., where  Mr.  Clifford 
is  engaged  in  the  practice  t)f  law. 

The  term  ended  with  the  usual  flurrv  and 
excitement;  the  house  girls  scattering-  to  their 
various  homes,  and  the  teachers,  without  an  ex- 
ception this  year,  going  awa)'  to  spend  the  holi- 
days: Miss  Ludwig-  to  Kansas  City,  Miss  Line  to 
Hamilton,  Ohio,  Miss  Cole  to  Cleveland,  Miss 
Austin  to  Wilmington  and  Miss  Bell,  Misslvnopf 
and  Miss  Fancher  each  to  her  home  in  Chicago. 
There  is  much  cause  for  congratulation  that  the 
half-year  ends  without  anj'  fatality  of  sickness  or 
friction  in  the  discipline  of  the  school.  The  in- 
dications are  for  a  fuller  attendance  than  ever 
after  the  holidays. 

£        e        e 

One  of  the  questions  in  a  recent  Bible 
test  was  this: 

"How  did  the  fall  of  man  reveal  God's  power 
to  search  the  human  heart?" 

One  of  the  papers  answered  it  as  follows: 
"Why  Adam  and  Eve  hid  in  the  garden  and  then 
the  Lord  came — and  I  haven't  time  to  finish. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


-fl 


Vol    IV 


Jackson viLLK.  III.,   Jam  akv.   1901. 


No  5. 


LITERARY. 


THE  GREEN  MEADOW." 


WE    LIVE    IN   DEEDS   NOT    YEARS.** 

The  soul  had  not  its  birth  in  time; 
By  time  -we  cannot  count  its  age; 
Its  years  are  marked  by  deeds  sublime, 
Recorded  on  life's  spotless  page. 

From  a  meadow  green,  and  a  sky  oJ  light. 
Beyond  the  star  sown  depths  of  space. 
Descending  from  that  peaceful  height. 
It  chose  this  earth,  for  its  dwelling  place. 

Why  hath  it  left  that  blest  abode. 

The  meadow  green,  those  prospects  fair, 

A  pilgrim  on  a  dreary  road 

To  wander,  and  dark  sorrows  bear? 

So  bright,  no  doubt  this  world  did  seem. 
Viewed  from  that  distant  happy  clime, 
It  sought,  and  drank  oblivions  stream, 
wiich  bore  it  to  this  Sea  of  Time. 

It  drank  so  deep  its  wings  decayed,  t 
And  memory  from  it  took  its  flis^ht. 
While  Lethic  waters  idly  played 
Around  it,  in  the  deepening  night. 

In  sleep,  like  stars,  Souls  downward  come,  t 
And  dwell  within  earth's  beauteous  bowers. 
Forgetful  of  their  native  home. 
In  ease  they  waste  the  fleeting  hours. 

Like  children  on  a  summer  day. 
They  sport  amid  ephemeral  ]oys, 
And  know  not  they  have  lost  their  way. 
While  trifling  with  these  earthly  toys. 


MRS. 


p.   STEVENS, 
EIRICAN   AKADEME. 


*    Plato's  Republic,  Book  X.  Chap,  13-16. 

t    The  Phaedrus. 

X    Wordsworth's  Intimations  of  Immortality. 


ON  THE  STAIRCASE. 


One  night  a  chance  visitor  who  had  been  a 
Colleg-e  girl  away  back  in  pre-historic  days  hap- 
pened to  be  standing-  in  a  recess  of  the  reception 
room  as  the  g-irls  came  down  the  staircase.  It 
was  a  cold  night  in  January  and  something* — per- 
haps it  was  a  date  in  the  lecture  course — had  call- 


ed the  household  out  in  full  force.  One  after  an- 
otlier  the  long*  line  came  winding*  down  as  many 
another  one  had  come  on  unnumbered  occasions 
in  by-gone  years.  There  was  not  much  dis- 
similarity between  this  one  and  that  other 
line  that  used  to  descend  in  a  subdued  flurry  and 
commotion — Oh,  quite  a  generation  ago,  even 
though  the  evolution  of  the  race  is  believed  to 
have  gone  steadily  onward. 

A  girl  is  a  girl  whether  she,  looks  out  of  the 
frame  of  her  great  grandmothers  portrait  paint- 
ed at  the  age  of  sixteen  or  stands  clothed  in  the 
flesh  before  you  three  generations  later. 

No,  there  had  not  been  much  change  for  there 
was  the  girl  who  had  grabbed  her  gloves  and 
bounced  into  the  hall  with  her  door  banging  shut 
behind  her;  she  was  in  a  tearing  hurry,  but  she 
is  always  just  a  half-minute  late.  It  is  not  very 
much — just  a  mere  half-minute — still,  she  will 
never  quite  catch  up,  but  fall  in  at  the  end  of  the 
line,  breathless  and  buttoning  her  gloves  as  she 
goes — on  through  life.  She  would  much  rather 
head  the  procession. 

The  front  seats  are  more  desirable,  they  com- 
mand a  better  view  of  the  house,  the  lecturer  and 
the  best  bonnets — if  they  happen  to  be  worn — 
and  then  there  is  a  certain. distinction  attaching 
to  front  seats  and  those  who  sit  therein.  It  may 
be  chance,  and  then  again  it  may  be  the  result  of 
forethought  and  calculation  and  the  meregetting- 
there-first  but  certain  girls  always  did  get  those 
front  seats  and  they  always  will. 

The  girl  of  fine  reserve  comes  down  slowly 
and  alone.  She  is  a  beautiful  figure  and  she  al- 
ways does  the  fittest  thing.  She  will  measure 
you  with  those  clear  eyes  of  hers  and  hold  you  oif 
until  she  is  quite  certain  that  none  of  your  an- 
cestors have  ever  been  hanged  before  she  admits 
you  into  her  friendship. 

You  will  meet  her  in  after  years  wherever 
you  go.  She  will  be  known  as  the  "influential 
women,"  whose  name  figures  at  the  head  of  all 
important  subscription  lists  and  on  the  boards  of 
the  various  charities.  But  she  misses  some- 
thing that  the  girl  coming*  on  down  a  step  dehind 
her  finds  yielded  up  to  her  every  hour  in  the  day. 
She  is  one  of  a  group — for  that  matter,  she  is  al- 


College  Oreetings. 


ways  one  of  a  j^roup  — the  other  g^irls  never  pass 
lier  withoiil  an  inclination  to  throw  ati  arm  round 
her,  the^'  tell  her  •■everythiny  they  know"  and 
some  tilings  they  don't  know  in  the  firm  belief 
that  all  thiuj^s  are  secure  in  her  confidence.  She 
is  not  invarialilv  wise,  this  g"irl.  and  she  is  apt  to 
be  a  trifle  noisv.  It  ma}'  even  be  she  who  does 
those  madcap  thinj^s  that  are  told  over  on  late 
Saturday  ni<;hts,  hut  even  tlie  teacher  who  must 
needs  reprimand  lict  oftener  than  the  rest  has  a 
peculiar  affectiv>n  for  her.  The  fullness  of  life  and 
experience  are  all  hers. 

It  is  her  shrill  laughter  in  .the  frost}-  night 
outside  that  awakens  the  dreamer  in  the  recep- 
tion room  to  a  lealizalicui  of  the  place  and  hour. 
The  lights  burn  low  in  the  dim  deserted  corridor. 
and  the  fig'ures  on  the  stairc;;s;  have  all  vanished. 
A  line  from  a  German  poet  which  says  "The  past 
and  the  future  are  in  every  countenance"  seems 
to  have  found  a  living  interpretation. 


IN  THE  CATSKILLS. 

It  is  said  the  two  most  charming  water 
journeys  on  the  globe  are  the  Hudson  River  and 
tlie  Rliine. .  On  a  trip  on  the  former  we  were  ac- 
conrpanied  by  friends  who  had  sailed  the  historic 
Rhine,  and  making"  all  allowance  for  national 
pride  and  h^ve  of  cauntr\-,  il  was  their  uncj[uali- 
tied  verdict — while  in  many  respects  tlure  is  a 
similarity — that  the  balance  of  beauty  lies  with 
the  Hudson. 

An  idyllic  dav  is  in  store  for  one  who  em- 
barks on  a  Hudson  River  boat  '-by  daylight"  for 
a  sail  up  that  most  majestic  of  all  storied  streams; 
it  should  be  in  the  morning  too  if  one  desires  to 
see  the  Palisades  in  all  their  frowning  sublimity, 
for  the  early  sunlight  brings  out  in  bold  relief 
their  scantily  wooded  crests  and  perpendicular 
precipices  which  darken  the  western  shore  for  a 
distance  of  eighteen  or  twentv  miles;  to  the  east 
hei^dits  wedge  themselves  along  the  Spuyten 
D:uyvil,  between  the  Hudson  River  ;ind  Long 
Island  Sound, 

The  shore  is  contiiiually  breaking-  into  un- 
expected little.curves,  bold  promontory, and  bolder 
headland, till  finally  tlie.bluevriyer  widens' iijto  the 
Taappan  Zee  where  in  olden, times  the  mariners 
were  wont  to  shorten  sail  and  implore  the  pro- 
tection of  St  Nicholas,  for  here  the  waves  are 
short  and  chopp}'  and  sugg'est  the  proximity  to 
the  sea.     At  everv   turn    or    bend    in    the    river    a 


lovely  and  ever-varying  panorama  unfolds    before 
the  ravished  eyes  of  the  beholder. 

Almost  the  entire  distance  from  New  York  to 
Albany  the  heights  are  crowned  with  "Seats  of 
the  Mighty"  which  are  indeed  veritable  castles 
sug-g'estive  of  medieval  and  feudal  times:  to  pin- 
nacle, tower  and  turret,  fancy  may  easih-  add  the 
keep,  the  donjon  and  moat.  The  yery  air  is  preg-- 
iiant  with  history  and  romance.  The  daring- 
e.xploits  of  "INIad"  Anthony  Wayne,  the  sad  fate 
of  Andre,  the  treason  of  Benedict  Arnold  and  the 
fairy  glamour  of  Irving's    leg'ends  and    romances. 

Passing  the  Highlands,  far  against  the  west- 
ern horizon  is  seemingly  a  low-lying  cloud;  on 
nearer, approach  another  and  yet  another  looms 
into  view  and  we  realize  we  are  Hearing-  the  vici- 
nage of  the  Catskills.  Landing  at  Kingston  we 
board  a  train  drawn  by  a  powerful  mountain  en- 
g-ine,  which  after  a  ride  of  two  or  three  hours 
brings  us  to  ou'r  destination, a  small  villag-e  perch- 
ed ag-ainst  the  mountaiu-side  in  the  beautiful 
Schoharie  vallev. 

■  Propinquity  does  nothing-  to  detract  from  the 
charm  of  these  mountains  as  seen  frojn  the  river: 
there  is  a  soft  lang-uorous  haze  about  them  that 
reminds  one  of  the  Blue  Ridg-e;  they  have  not  the 
majesty  and  sublimity  of  the  Rockies,  those 
•'Statues  of  time,  looking-  God  in  the  face."  that 
awaken  in  the  beholder  sensations  of  gloom  and 
awe;  there  is  a  sweet  pastoral  beauty;  all  of  them 
are  wooded,  man}-  of  them  cultivated  almost  to 
the  summit;  coz}'  farmsteads,  modest  little  cot- 
tages, all  happy  indications  of  civilization  and 
the  simple,  rural  life  of  the  mountaineer.  By  the 
way  in  contemplating-  the  repose  and  peace  of 
this  locality,  the  thought  obtrudes  itself,  that 
however  soothing  and  sopt>rific  it  may  be.  it  is  a 
source  of  wonder  that  Rip  Van  Winkle  could  have 
been  so  lost  and  indifferent  to  the  beauties  spread 
out  before  him  as  to  sleep  for  twenty  years: 
however  it  is  not  only  possible  buthighl}-  probable 
that  Dame  Van  Winkle  may  have  had  a  decidedly 
numbing-  effect  upon  the  recalcitrant  Rip. 

Would  capability  but  wait  upon  desire,  with 
what  pleasure  would  be  reorod.iced  those  happy 
days  in  the  Catskills'r  the  rides  aiid  rambles,  the 
sunsets  and  sunrises,  the  delicious  evening-s  when 
the  heavens  radiated  the  beauties  of  starlight,  or 
when  mountain,  vale  and  river  were  bathed  in  a 
flood  of  fairy  moonbeams,  but  while  all  are  recall- 
ed with  gratification  we  record  a  few  of  especial 
delight.  Ill  these  altitudes  one  may  walk  for 
riiiles    without    the    exhaustion    experienced    bv 


COLLEOE   Greetings. 


i- 


siinilai"  exercises  in  tlie  li)\v-l;nids.  Upon  one 
occasion  after  following"  a  niountaintrail  for  hours, 
the  patli  which  at  best  was  indistinct  became 
totally  lost,  and  we  were  unwillingiy  compelled 
to  own  that  we  did'nt  know  "where  we  were  at," 
pausing,  a  "powwow"  was  held  in  a  little  covert 
so  dense  ajd  leafy,  so  wild  and  lonelv,  it  seemed 
not  nnliUely  at  any  moment  the  foliage  migdit  be 
thrust  aside,  and  an  Indian  in  war-paint  and 
feathers  present  himself,  however,  faint  sounds 
from  the  valley  below,  and  the  voice  of  a  little 
stream  near  b}'  enabled  us  to  get  our  bearing's 
and  we  were  soon  in  the  right  direction  home- 
ward. Kneeling'  on  the  rocks  in  the  midst  of  this 
mountain  rill  we  quenched  our  thirst  by  dipping' 
the  water  in  the  palm  of  the  hand;  surely  draug'lit 
was  never  so  deliciousl3r  cold  and  pure,  a  very 
nectar  for  the  gods. 

Returning'  one  evening'  J:rom  a  cove  in  a 
neig'hboring'  mountain,  the  hour  and  place  were 
so  enticing'  that  we  loitered  by  the  way,  and  in 
consecjuence  were  benighted;  there  had  been  a 
gorgeous  sunset,  all  purple  and  gold,  cove,  valley 
and  height  were  incarnadined  in  a  rich  warm 
glow,  which  in  the  approaching  twilight  g'ave 
place  to  a  delicate  lilac  and  rose;  the  drapery  of 
cloud  in  the  west  w-as  drawn  apart,  through 
which  the  evening  star  peeped,  throbbing'  and 
scintillant  above  the  head  of  the  valley;  sudden- 
ly a  low  rumbling'  sound  cleft  the  solitude,  and  a 
cloud  hitherto  unnoticed  hovering  about  the  crest 
of  the  mountain  became  corruscant  with  vivid 
lightning'.  It  is  almost  needless  to  say  that 
this  unexpected  and  belligerent  attitude  of  nature 
very  s3'steinatically  accelerated  our  movements; 
hurrying  on  through  the  darkness-  which  -was 
intensified  by  the  over-arching  trees  casting  fur- 
tive glances  into  the  encompassing  gloom.  It  was 
no  effort  to  yield  to  the  spell  of  the  hour,  to  con- 
iure  the  erstwhile  dwellers  of  this  obscure  spot 
who,  as  the  legend  goes — when  a  storm  was 
abroad  in  the  hills,  and  the  thunder  awoke  the 
echoes — were  wont  to  gather  close  about  the 
heathside,  and  in  awesome  silence  hearken  to 
the  "auie  of  ten  pins  played  by  Hendrick  Hudson 
and  his  crew. 

Riding'  for  miles  over  the  mountain  roads 
with  pauses  now  and  then  at  a  toll-gate,  or  a 
sparkling  spring  bubbling  through  a  cleft  in  the 
rock  at  the  roadside — which  thoughful  provision 
of  nature  was    always    duly    patronized,  whether 


or  not  there  was  actual  need  of  such  refreshment — 
the  air  'heavy  with  the  pungent  aromatic  es- 
sences of  the  pine  woods,  the  turf  springy  and 
yielding  with  years' accumulations  of  pine  need-- 
les,  rendering  the  Iioof-beats  of  the  horses  almost 
inaudible,  suddenly  from  the  shadows  of  the 
wood  we  e/nerge  into  the  open,  upon  the  crest  of 
one  of  the  highest  peaks  of  the  range,  from 
which  is  a  most  enchanting'  view  of  the  fertile 
valley  of  the  Hudson,  No  limner,  however  skill- 
ful, could  adequately  reproduce  this  picture,  un- 
less indeed — 

"To  mortal  it  were  given. 

To  dip  his  brush  in  d3'es  of  heaven." 

Low  on  the  eastern  sky  were  outlined  Alt- 
Graylock  and  the  Berkshire  Hills  of  Massachu- 
setts; nearer,  in  g'reat  billowy  waves  of  g'reen 
were  the  tlighlands  of  the  Hudson;  fields  in  ex- 
C[uisite  mosaics,  of  varied  and  chang'ef  ul  coloring', 
from  the  richness  of  midsummer's  g'arniture  to 
the  neutral  shades  of  autumn,  in  the  midst  of 
which  like  a  narrow  silvery  ribbon  was  the  noble 
river  in  its  brig'ht  winding'  way  to  the  sea. 

Prom  this  great  altitude  it  seemed  that 
Nature  had  relinquished  her  gorgeous  primary 
shades,  and  used  only  dainty  half-tones  and  mere 
'suggestions  of  color,  while  far  up  in  the  blue, 
that  marvelous  scene-shifter — the  wind — was 
driving  fleecy  summer  clouds  athwart  the  valley, 
thus  giving  us  the  benefit  of  the  lights  an.d 
shadows. 

This  wild  November  night  the  elements  are 
holding'  a  fierce  org'y.  the  wind  wails  dismall}' 
and  the  sleet  taps  incisively  against  the  pane, 
even  as  reflection  taps  upon  the  window  of  mem- 
ory through  which  I  see,  in  fast  receding  vistas, 
many  golden  days  spent  in  the  heart  of  the 
Catskills.— A.  D-c.  v. 

e        Q        9 

SOME  CLD    TIME   CLUBS. 

When  the  club  movement  first  began  in  Eng- 
land it  was  attended  with  some  difficulty.  It 
was  before  the  great  fire  had  wiped  out  much  of 
old  London,  there  were  no  street  lamps  and  no 
system  of  sewerage.  Every  street  was  an  open 
dumping'  ground  for  filthy  refuse  and  the  gutters 
of  the  houses  extended  over  the  sidewalks  and 
continually  dripped  upon  the  ■  passer-by.  The 
men  were  borne  solemnly  to  their  club  meetings 
in  sedan  chairs  and  they  ran  the  risk  of  being'  set 
upon  by  highwaymen,  beaten  into  insensibility, 
and  robbed.      But    the    club    fever    persisted    and 


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College  Greetings.' 


clubs  of  all  descriptions  sprang-  up. 

There  were  the  "street  clubs"  that  met 
weekly^aud  embraced  all  the  clubbable  men  of 
one  locality  who  were  afraid  to  venture  far  from 
home-  because  of  high  way  men.  The  political 
club  came  later,  and  then  the  women  clamored 
for  membership  and  out  of  this  desire  grew  the 
celebrated  club  that  met  at  Almacks  whose  end 
was  purely  social.  The  women  were  voted  in  by 
the  male  members,  and  the  men  in  turn  were  at 
the  mercy  of  the  female  ballot.  The  patronesses 
were  women  of  rank  and  some  writer  as  late  as 
1814  says:  "At  the  present  time  one  can  hardly 
conceive  the  importance  which  was  attached  to 
getting"  admission  into  AlmacU's,  the  seventh 
heaven  of  fashionable  society."  The  same  writer, 
adds:  "The  female  g-overnment  in  Almack's 
is  a  pure  despotism,"  but  then  he  may  have  been 
blackballed,  and  that  has  sometimes  been  known 
to  warp  the  vision. 

The  literary  club  was  undoubtedly  the  high" 
est  expression  of  the  club  idea.  The  one  founded 
at  Turk's  Head  Tavern  in  1764  by  Sir  Joshua 
Reynolds  and  Dr.  Johnson  is  perhaps  the  most 
famous  of  them  all.  Its  roster  contained  such 
names  as  Burke,  Sheridan,  Garrick.  Milman, 
Hallam,  Macauley,  Goldsmith,  Gibbon,  Adam, 
Smith  and  Fox.  Tlie  exclusiveness  of  this  "com- 
monwealtli  of  letters."  as  Macauley  calls  it,  was 
such  that  membership  in  it  was  prized  above 
political  preferment. 

When  Garrick  first  heard  ot  the  existence  of 
the  new  club  he  e.xclaimed  to  Sir  Joshua,  "I  like 
it  much.  I  think  I  shall  be  of  you."  Johnson, 
to  whom  Garrick's  remark  was  reported, 
growled,  "He'el  be  of  us!  How  does  he  know  we 
will  permit  liim.  The  first  duke  in  Eng^land  has 
no  right  to  hold  such  language."  For  years  after 
whenever  the  name  of  Johnson's  g-ood  friend 
"Davey"  came  up  for  membership  there  was 
always  found  one  persistent  black-ball  that 
barred  him  out. 

It  was  Goldsmith  who  wished  to  enlarg-e  the 
membership  of  the  club  g"iving  as  his  reason, 
"We  have  traveled  over  each  other's  minds,"  and 
it  was  the  great  "Leviathan"  again  who  ex- 
claimed in  high  displeasure,  "I  assure  you,  sir, 
you  have  not  travelled  over  mine."  It  was  while 
proposing'  the  name  of  his  friend  Boswell  for 
membership  in  one  of  the  numerous  clubs  of  his 
founding  that  Johnson  coined  a  new  word.  '  'Bos- 
well is  a  very  clubbable  man,"  and  straig^htway 
"clubbable"  was  incorporated  into   the  langfuag^e- 


Johnson  was  preeminently  a  clubbable  man. 

He  provided  for  spending-  three  evening-s  of 
each  week  in  this  way,  the  conversation  being- 
with  him  a  relaxation  from  the  strenuous  labors 
of  his  working-  hours. 

He  has  headed  the  rules  of  the  Essex  Head 
Club  with  the  lines  from  Milton.  "Today  deep 
thoug-ht  with  me  resolve  to  drench  in  mirth  which 
after  no  repenting-  draws." 

As  Macauley  says.  "To  discuss  questions  of 
taste,  of  learning,  of  casuistry  in  lang-uage  so  ex- 
act and  so  forcible  that  it  might  have  been  print- 
ed without  the  alteration  of  a  word  was  to  John- 
son no  exertion,  but  a  pleasure." 

It  was  after  some  such  flow  as  this  that 
Burke  exclaimed  on  his  way  home,  "How  ver}^ 
great  Johnson  has  been  tonight." 

There  were  but  two  objects  ever  claimed  for 
these  earl}'  literary  clubs,  the  promotion  of  good 
fellowship  and  a  light,  easy  interchang-e  of 
thoug-ht.  They  were  never  intended  for  purposes 
of  serious  study.  In  an  ag-e  wh§n  conversation 
flourished  as  an  art  and  in  a  club  dominated  by 
a  great  converser  like  Johnson,  the  club  might 
well  have  stood  ordinary  persons  in  the  stead  of 
a  university  training,  but  there  comes  in  the  sel- 
fish principle  upon  which  the  clubs  were  founded 
that  none  were  to  be  taken  into  the  membership 
except  those  wlio  could  contribute  from  the  full- 
ness of  thoroughly  furnished  minds. 

It  was  this  limitation  which  prevented  the 
clubs  of  the  18th  century  from  becoming-  the  g-reat 
moral  factors,  the  coffee  houses  were  in  the  same 
period  of  the  English  strug-gle  for  civil  liberty- 
Tlie  coffee  houses  were  open  to  all  classes  of  peo. 
pie. 

By  the  payment  of  a  penny  a  seat  could  be 
secured  at  one  of  the  tables  and  a  newspaper  to 
read.  An  additional  penny  secured  a  cup  of 
coffee  and  the  privilege  of  listehing-  to  a  discourse 
on  the  questions  of  the  day  ably  sustained  by 
some  parliamentary  leader,  a  Canning,  a  Burke 
who  sought  this  means  of  strengthening  his  con- 
stituency and  indirectly  built  up  and  sustained  a 
great  popular  university.  But  the  clubs  were 
limited  aristocracies.  Only  once  on  recoi'd  were 
the  bars  ever  forced  and  that  was  when  Fitzg-er- 
ald,  the  duellist,  who  was  known  "never  to  have 
missed  his  man,"  won  an  entrance  into  Brooke's 
by  personally  superintending  his  own  balloting-. 
For  an  easy  and  effective  method,  a  brace  of  pis- 
tols is  to  be  commended  and  the   strange  part   of 


College  Greetings. 


it  is  tliat  it  has  not  been  tried  in  these  days  of 
revived  club  interests.  As  clubs  g-rew  in  iinmber 
and  variety  they  became  prolific  sources  of  copy 
for  the  Spectater  and  Tatler,  those  gTeat  censors 
of  their  time.  The  wits  of  the  time  were  in 
Such  demand  at  the  clubs  and  figured  in  so  many 
resorts  that  it  provoked  a  keenly  satirical  account 
of  an  imag-iuary  Everlasting-  Club  in  which  the 
members  divided  the  twenty-four  hours  of  the  day 
in  such  a  manner  that  the  club  was  in  constant 
session,  their  pipes  never  g'oing  'Jut. 

They  sat  through  the  London  fire,  though  it 
destroyed  their  building-,  and  at  the  close  of  1700 
debated  whether  they  would  disband,  it  finally 
being-  agreed  to  sit  out  the  other  century. 

The  author  of  Richardsoniaiia  laid  his  snct- 
ure  on  the  multiplicity  of  club  interests — "Very 
often  the  taste  of  running-  perpetually  after  di- 
versions is  not  a  mark  of  any  pleasure  taken  in 
thein,  but  of  none  taken  in  ourselves. 

This  sallying-  abroad  is  only  from  uneasiness 
at  home  which  is  in  every  one's  self." 

And  some  other  old-time  writer  has  it  to  say 
••The  minds  of  men  who  acquire  no  solid  learning 
and  only  exist  on  the  dail)^  forage  that  they  pick 
up  by  running-  about  and  snatching-  what  drops 
from  their  neighbors,  as  ig-norant  as  themselves, 
will  never  ferment  into  any  knowledg-e  valuable 
or  durable." 

Those  seventeenth  centur}'  writers  surelj-  un- 
derstood the  use  of  plain  and  unmistakable  En- 
"lish. 


TO  THE  DANDELION. 


jENEVlEVE    CAF 


The  dandelion  is  such  a  common  flower  that 
we  very  seldom  stop  to  think  of  its  beauty.  Its 
little  yellow  blossom  can  be  seen  brightening  the 
road  side  and  out-of-the-way  places  where  thg 
other  spring-  flowers  cannot  be  found.  Lowell 
was  attracted  by  the  dandelion. 

'•Gold  such  as  thine    ne'er  drew    the    Spanish 
prow 

Through  the  primeval  hush  of  Indian  seas, 

Norwrinkled  the  lean  brow 
Of  ao-e.  to  rob  the  lover's  hea  t  of  ease." 


The  bee  is  not  filled  with  more  delight  when 
it  flits  from  lily  to  lily  gathering-  the  sweets 
than  is  he  when  these  harbiug-ers  of  spring-  are 
seen  pushing  their  way  through  the  grreen  grrass. 
It  brings  to  his  mind's  eye  a  picture  of  the  cattle 
gfrazing-  in  the  meadows  and  of  the  rushes  g-row- 
ing-  beside  the  stream. 

Lowell  must  have  been  a  lover  of  nature  even 
iu  his  younger  days  for  he  speaks  of  the  dandelion 
as  being  associated  with  his  earliest  thoug-hts- 
It  reminds  him  of  the  robin  that  sang  in  the  tree 
near  the  door,  of  the  heaps  of  silent  leaves  as 
they  wei"e  piled  by  the  wind,  of  the  blue  waves 
and  the  fleecy  mass  of  feathery  clouds.  In  his 
innocent  childhood  it  was  as  an  ang-el's  song-  from 
heaven  bringing  some  new  message  every  day. 
He  and  the  birds  and  the  flowers  spent  many 
happy  hours  tog-ether  in  those  early  days. 
In  this  poem  we  find  some  ideas  the  same  as  those 
embodied  in  "The  Vision  of  Sir  Launfal."  The 
robin,  the  breeze,  and  the  river  are  voices  of  na- 
ture— voices  that  speak  to  all  who  listen.  "Spring 
may  be  had  by  the  poorest  comer." 

"'Tis  the  Spring's  largess,    which    she    scat- 
ters  now 
To  rich  and  poor  alike,  with  lavish  hand." 

We  should  have  our  e3'es  open  and  not  pass 
by  even  a  flower  as  small  as  the  dandelion  without 
thinking-  that  God  has  given  it  to  us  as  a  mes- 
sag"e  of  peace  and  hope. 


A  SIMPLE  LAY. 


"For  though  my  rhyme  be  ragged. 

Tattered  and  Jagged, 

Rudely  rain-beaten. 

Rusty  and  moth-eaten. 

If  ye  take  well  there-with. 

It  hath  in  it  some  pith." 

I  set  a  hen— a  White  Leghorn, 
Aside  in  the  interest  o!  Isno-n'ledge, 
Tlie  price  of  all  her  eggs  and  chiclis 
To  be  given  tlie  Woman's  College. 

I  made  a  firm  resolution 
(I  hope  the  good  people  wont  scowl) 
For  this  grand  and  wortliy  purpose. 
To  raise  funds  by  fair  means  or  fowl. 


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CoLLEOE  Greetings. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS 

Published  Monthly  in  the  interest  of  Illinois 

Woman's  College  during  the 

College  Year. 

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t  EDITORIAL.  t 

The  New  Year  has  come  and  is  g'oing-,  and 
alread}'  it  seems  quite  like  anv  old  j-ear  iu  spite 
of  the  many  sentiments  called  forth  by  its  mark- 
ing the  entrance  upon  the  twentieth  century.  A 
montli's  wear  has  tested  the  staying-  qualities  of  a 
great  many  new  resolutions  made,  unless  one  has 
formed  the  German  lady's  habit  of  revision  at  the 
end  of  each  succeeding-  mouth  aud  a  modification 
of  their  original  strenuousness  until,  as  she  says, 
'•by  the  middle  of  April  there  are  none  left."  The 
resolution-making-  habit  at  New  Year's  is  not  to 
be  railed  at,  but  a  steady  practice  of  virtue  is  al- 
ways more  commendable  than  an  occasional 
spasm. 

When  Socrates  was  preparing  to  drink  the 
hemlock  and  Crito  asked  if  he  had  not  some  com- 
mands to  give  to  him  and  his  other  friends  re- 
specting- the  care  of  his  children,  the  philosopher's 
answer  was;  "What  I  always  say,  Crito,  nothino- 
nevv,  that  by  taking  c:i re  of  yourselves  vou  will 
oblig-e  both  me,  and  mine  and  yourselves,  what 
ever  you  do,  though  you  should  not  now  promise 
it;  aud  if  you  neglect  yourselves,  and  will  not 
live,  as  it  were,  in  the  footsteps  of  what  has  been 
now  and  formerly  said,  even  though  you  should 
promise  much  at  present,  and  that  earnestly,  vou 
will  do  no  {rood  al  all. 


The  promise  iu  itself  means  little  or  nothing, 
whoever  realizes  the  significance  of  living-  has  no 
need  of  it  because  his  whole  conscious  effort  is 
toward  the  realization  of  the  highest  g-ood  for 
himself  and  others. 

And  then,  in  point  of  fact,  one  moment  is  no 
more  fateful  than  another,  all  mark  the  flight  of 
time  aud  the  seizure  or  loss  of  opportunit}'. 

With  equal  fitness  it  may  be  said  at  the  end 
of  an  April  day,  and  the  closing-  moment  of  the 
31st  of  January: 

"There's  a   new  foot  on  Ihe   floor,  m3-    friend- 

And  a  new  face  at  the  door,  m}'  friend, 

A  new  face  at  the  door." 

Pedestrians  on  East  State  street  at  night  are 
aware  that  vacation  is  over  bv  the  dift'usion  of 
light  from  the  Colleg-e  windows  There  seems  to 
be  no  unillnininated  spaces,  and  if  the  increase  in 
attendance  is  a  prophes3'  of  the  new  century's 
growth,  the  building  will  have  to  go  steadily  on. 
With  the  arrival  of  the  97th  boarding-  pupil,  the 
capacity  of  the  Colleg-e  for  accommodating'  more 
was  about  e.xhausted.  Tlie  waiting  room  at  the 
end  of  the  music  hall  is  occupied  and  every  other 
room  is  filled,  still  if  number  98  was  to  appear 
providence     would    no    doubt     provide    for     her. 

Tlie  alumnae  improvement  fund  continues  to 
increase  somewhat  slowly,  indeed,  but  surely. 

Since  the  last  report  iu  the  November  issue  of 
the  (Treetings  there  have  been  contributions  from 
two  classes.  Mr.  I.  P.  Smith  has  sent  a  gift  of 
fifty  dollars  in  memory  of  his  daughter.  Mrs. 
Helen  M.  Smith  Lvnd.  deceased,  of  the  class  of 
74. 

The  letter,  a  part  of  which  is  given  , below 
was  also  the  bearer  of  a  pleasant  surprise. 

■*  ■*  As  secretary  of  the  class  of  'SI  it  is  mv 
privilege  to  present  to  the  alumnae  fund  of  our 
dear  Alma  Mater  one  hundred  dollars. 

The  names  of  the  donors  are:  Miss  Marv' 
Martin,  in  memory  of  her  mother,  Mrs.  Elizabeth 
Kerr  Martin,  $5;  Mrs.  Soshia  Naylor  Grubb,  S5: 
Mrs.  Margaret  Morrison  Turley.  S25;  Mrs.  Miner- 
va Dunlap  Scott,  §65;  making  a  total  of  SIOO. 

The  gift  was  to  have  been  presented  the  first 
day  of  the  new  year,  but  my  indisposition  has  de- 
layed it.  It  comes,  however,  at  the  beginning-  of 
the  year  and  of  the  twentieth  century. 

May  the  other  classes  catch  the  spirit  until 
the  fund  shall  grow  and  multiply  and  we  shall  see 
well  equipped  buildings  dotted  all  over  the  cam- 
pus of  our  beloved  College. 

With  my  best  wishes  for  a  happv  and  pros- 
perous year. 

Sincerely  vours. 

M.AR(;.\RET  A.  Turley. 


COLLEOE    GrREETINQS 

COLLEGE  DEPARTMENT. 
MUSICAL. 


The  only  public  recital  g'iven  thus  far  since  the 
beginuing  of  the  new  term  was  that  of  the  advanced 
pupils  on  Thursday,  January  13tli,  at  4:15  o'clock 
'n    the   colleg-e   chapel. 

Tlie    program  rendered  was  as  below: 

Moment  Musical  -----        Moszkowski 

Nina  Hale. 
The  Violet  ------         Eeleu  Hood 

The  Widow-Bird  -  -  -  -  -  -    Lidgley 

Mamie  Fry. 
Fiore  che  langue  ------        Rotoli 


■      Zada  Miller. 
Romance  in  E  -  - 

Menuetto  from  Sonato  -  -  - 

Nellie  Schureman. 
■Wanderinif,    I  _  j 

Impatience,   i 

Margaret  Hale. 
Paraphrase  on  a  Waltz,  by  -  - 

Myrtle  Larimore. 
Canzouetta  -  -  -  -  . 

Corinne  Musgrove. 
Rigoletto  Fantasia 

Lillian  Batz. 


-     Rubinstein 
Grieg 

Schubert 

Strauss-Schutt 

-     Haydn 

Liszt 


ECHOES  FROM  MUSIC  HALL. 


At  a  recital  given  recently  at  the  Colleg^e,  a 
young"  man  was  so  completely  fascinated  with  the 
music  (?)  that  he  didn't  know  when  the  pro;4iam 
came  to  an  end. 

The  musical  history  class  is  taking-  a  general 
review  of  American  History  using-  Barnes,  Eg- 
gleston  or  any  other  standard  text.  "'  They  dis- 
covered that  the  Constitution  was  sig-ned  on  July 
4th,  but  couldn't  determine  in  what  year.  Some 
thought  1775,  others  '76,  and  one  strongly  main- 
tained it  was  '77  for  that  was  Centennial  year. 

"Too  much  noise,  young  ladies!"  was  the 
happy  greeting  with  which  two  of  the  third  floor 
vocal  students  were  welcomed  back  to  their  ar- 
duous duties  after  the  holidays  by  their  corridor 
teacher. 

A  member  of  the  Musical  History  class  start" 
'ed  her  teacher  by  exclaiming,  "Wliy  that's  not 
right,  she  said  ten  hundred  and  my  text  says  it 
was  in  the  year  one  thousand. 

Three  of  the  girls  failing  to  recite,  wondered 
if  their  proximity  one  to  the  other  was  the  reason. 
One  thought  "Bird's  of  a  feather  flock  together," 
while  another  supposed  they  »vere  impenfeonating, 
'•The  Three   Fools-" 


Three  of  last  year's  graduates  who  are  doing 
special  work  this  year  took  part  in  the  last,  pub- 
lic recital. 

Among-  the  new  students  enrolled  in  the  mu- 
sic department  are  Ruby  Armstrong-,  Mt.  Auburn: 
Emma  Simpson,  Rosamond;  Mary  Robinson, 
Buffalo  Hart;  Mae  Vannier,  Chapin;  Nannie 
Myers,  Mahomet;  Leila  Wilson,  Winchester;  Nell 
Wilhite,  Greenfield;  Mattie  McDaniel,  Buffalo; 
Myrtle  Thompson,  Roodhouse;  Rosa  Berry, 
Batchtown,   and  Mary  Bowers,  Virginia. 

The  Colleg-e  of  Music  is  full  this  term.  Three 
new  pianos  have  been  added  and  the  teachers 
have  all  their  time  taken. 

A  class  in  Theory  has  begun  work  with  Mr. 
Stead. 

Tiie  next  Faculty  Recital  will  be  an  evening 
of  readings  by  Miss  Ivatherine  D.  Cole  Monday 
evening-,  Feb.  4th.  Miss  Cole  will  be  assisted  by 
Miss  Clarke  as  pianist. 

e   e    9 
BELLES  LETTRES  ENTERTAIN- 
MENT. 


The  Belles  Lettres  Society  g-ave  John  Ken- 
drick  Bang's  laughable  farce,  "A  Proposal  Under 
Difficulties"  in  the  College  chapel  Saturday  even- 
ing-, January  19. 

Cast  of  Characters. 

Robert  Yardsley Eloise   Smith 

Jack  Barlow Mabel  Hill 

(Suitors  for  the  hand  of  Miss  Andrews.) 

Dorothy  Andrews :  Minnie   Huckeby 

(A  much  loved  3'oung-  woman.) 

Jennie Ethel  Read 

(A  houseinaid. ) 

The  program  was  preceded  b}'  a  piano  solo, 
Scherzo-Godard,  by  Carrie  Morrison. 

The  participants  in  the  farce  had  been 
trained  for  their  parts  by  Miss  Cole  and  all  did 
excellent  work,  the  most  difficult  roles,  of  course, 
being  those  of  the  two  suitors.  Miss  Huckeby 
was  probably  more  at  home  in  her  character  than 
any  of  the  others,  but  all  were  well  sustained, 
especially  that  of  the  house-maid  who  proved  a 
mirth-provoking-  creature. 

There  was  a  good-sized  and.  appreciative  au- 
dience present,  and  the  receipts  from  the  even- 
ing-'s  e-ffort  considerably  swelled  the  fund  that  is 
slowly  growing-  for  the  beautifying-  of  that  new 
hall,  visions  of  which  have  long  floated  before  the 
gaze  of  every  loyal  Belles  Lettres. 


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College  Greetings. 


COLLEGE  NOTES. 


AiiKMig'  the  girls  wlio  went  to  Springfield  on 
the  14tli  to  be  present  at  the  inaug-uration  of 
Gov.  Yates  were  Misses  Jack,  Tanner,  Adams. 
Correll.  Pavey,  Musch,  Musgrove,  Fry,  Franke, 
Marshall,  Hart  and  Bullard. 

■•How  does  homin}'  grow,"  acity  born  young 
lady  was  recently  heard  to  ask,  "something  like 
corn?" 

Rev.  Geo.  Hart,  of  Virden,  visited  his  daugh- 
ter Besse  the  second  week  of  school. 

One  of  the  girls  had  been  entertaining-  her 
table  recently  by  a  thrilling'  account  of  a 
spectral  light  that  appeared  every  evening 
on  the  wall  of  her  room.  She  had  told 
.  the  story  without  any  visible  embarrass- 
ment at  the  time,  but  when  asked  a  few  days 
later  whether  she  had  seen  anything-  more  of  her 
interesting  flame,  her  sudden  rush  of  blushes 
would  have  put  to  sliame  the  ruddiest  sun-set 
that  ever  g'lowed. 

Martha  Nicliols  visited  Edith  Starr,  at  her 
home  in  Decatur,  during  the  Christmas  holidays. 

H.  C.  Duckies,  of  Chesterfield,  accompanied 
his  daughter,  Gertrude,  on  her  return  to  school 
and  remained  at  the  Colleg-e  a  dajf. 

Six  new  girls  were  enrolled  at  the  beginning 
of  the  term,  Ruby  Armstrong,  Emma  Simpson, 
Mary  Vannier,  Nelle  Wilhite,  Olive  Matins,  and 
two  of  last  year's  students,  Mary  JSobinson  and 
Lela  Wilson,  who  were  not  present  the  preceding 
term,  have  again  taken  up  their  work. 

Many  have  been  the  eloquent  appeals  for 
schedules  during  the  past  week,  and  woe  to  the 
girls  who  is  hiding"  beliind  an  unlabelled  door! 

Grippe  is  not  yet  satisfied  with  the  ravages 
made  last  month,  and  the  sick  room  is  still  a  very 
popular  resort. 

Mae  Thompson  spent  the  20th  and  23d  at 
her  home  in  Virden,  111. 

Mrs.  S.  M.  Wilhite,  of  Greenfield,  visited  her 
daug-liter,  Nellie,  the  third  week  in  .Tanuarv. 

If  it  is  true  that  people  who  are  the  deepest 
thinkers  are  inclined  to  be  most  absent-minded, 
the  amount  of  celebral  matter  contained  within 
the  precincts  of  this  campus  must  be  something- 
appalling.  One  very  much  preoccupied  young- 
ladv  was  discovered  striking-  a  match  and  apply- 
ing it  to  the  already  lighted  gas  burner.  For  all 
we  know,  she  might  be  standing  there  yet,  if  the 
match  had  not  burned  out  to  the  end  and  rudelv 
awakened  her  from  her  profound  reverie. 

We  are  glad  to  report  that  Miss  Austin,  who 


had  been  delayed  at  her  home  because  of  a  serious 
relapse  of  grippe,  has  returned  to  the  College 
and  is  again  hearing"  her  classes. 

L.  Berryman,  of  Franklin,  111.,  spent  Friday 
the  18tli,  with  his  daughter.  Golden. 

Mabel  Curtiss  visited  at  Mason  Cit}'  from 
Jan.  15th  to  18th. 

•'Where  are  you  going",  my  pretty  maidT'" 

"Senior-vacationing"  sir,"  she  said. 

"What  is  your  fortune,  my  pretty  maid?" 

"My  brains  are  my  fortune,  sir,"  she  said. 

"Then  won't  you  marry  me.  my  prettv  maid?" 

•'Wait  till  I  get  my  diploma,"  she  said. 

Emn"ia  Burnet  was  one  of  the  bridesmaids  at 
a  very  pretty  church  wedding  in  Waverly  the  15th 
of  January,  the  bride  being  Ida  Pease,  ex-'97,  re- 
membered by  the  girls  of  recent  years,  and  the 
g"room,  John  S.  Davis,  of  Atwater,  wliicli  place 
will  be  their  future  home. 

Rev.  J.  E.  Artz,  of  CarroUton,  was  a  recent 
visitor.  He  came  for  the  purpose  of  placing  his 
daughter,  Janett  in  the  College. 

Daisy  Maxwell,  a  former  student,  visited  the 
College  Monday,  the  21st,  and  expressed  her 
pleasure  over  the  many  improvements  that  have 
been  made. 

Rev.  A.  L.  Wood,  of  Kenne}".  was  the  g"uest 
of  the  College  the  24th. 

The  daj'  of  prayer  for  Colleges  will  be  ob- 
served Thursday,  the  last  day  of  Januarv'.  There 
will  be  no  recitations  during  the  day.  At  9:40 
separate  prayer  meetings  will  lie  held  b}'  the 
various  classes,  at  10:30  Rev.  Theodore  Kemp,  of 
Grace  church,  will  preach  and  in  the  afternoon  at 
2:30  will  be  held  the  usual  praise  service.  It 
should  be  the  earnest  hope  of  all  that  much  good 
will  result  from  these  inspiring"  services. 


ART   NOTES. 


A  sketching  class  has  been  instituted  wliicli 
is  to  meet  every  Friday  afternoon. 

The  class  in  china  painting  still  continues  to 
meet  on  Saturday  afternoons,  and  has  grown  so 
much  since  the  opening  of  the  term  that  a  divis- 
ion will  soon  be  made  in  the  class. 

Among  the  new  students  in  tlie  Art  Depart- 
ment are:  Irma  Marshall,  Emma  Simpson,  Mae 
Thompson.  Lutie  Martin,  Zada  Miller,  Mabel 
Curtiss.     ♦ 


College   Greetings. 


d. 


9 


P9I  WU  lMOTES. 


Plii  Nil  Society  held  its  ray  iilaf  term  election 
Tuesday,  January  15.  The  foUovviiig-  officers 
were  chosen:  President,  Emma  Burnett;  Vice- 
president,  Anna  Ewert;  Corresponding'  Secre- 
tary, Elizabeth  Harker;  Recording-  Secretary, 
Olive  Phillippe,  Critic,  Hedvvig  Wildi;  Prosecut- 
ing- Attorney,  Flosse  Howell;  Chorister,  Eliza- 
beth Blackburn;  Librarian,  Mabel  Witliee; 
Chaplain,  Olive  Adams;  Treasurer,  Dora  Scott; 
Ushers,  Nelle  White  and  May  Rice. 

On  Tuesday,  January  22,  the  following  pro- 
gram was  rendered:  Instrumental  duet,  ICliza- 
beth  Blackburn  and  Ethel  Dudley;  Amateur, 
Lutie  Martin;  Reading,  Mable  Withee.  The 
program  being-  purposely  shortened  because  of 
tht  installation  of  officers  which  was  held  at  the 
opening-  of  the  meeting".  The  following  new 
members  were  taken  in:  Nelle  White,  Maud 
Moore,  Delia  Stevens,  Freeda  Rolph,  and  the 
name  of  Kathryn  Brubaker  was  proposed  for 
membership  and  accepted. 

a     ^     a 
ALUMNAE  MENTION. 


Mrs.  Mattie  Layton  McC-ihee,  '87,  has  been 
called  to  suffer  a  great  affliction  in  the  death  of 
her  little  sou,  Willie,  from  scarlet  fever  on  New 
Year's  morning".  Her  two  elder  children  were 
just  recovering  from  the  same  dreadful  disease, 
the  nature  of  which  prevented  any  of  her  friends 
from  being  -with  her. 

January  seems  to  have  been  an  uneventful 
month  so  far  as  the  alumnae  are  concerned  or 
else  their  doings  have  not  been  sufficiently  spread 
abroad  to  reach  their  Alma  Mater.  One  event, 
indeed,  occurring  upon  the  first  day  of  the  month 
and  at  the  dawn  of  the  new  century  was  of  more 
than  passing  interest  and  that  was  the  Clifford- 
Lambert  wedding.  It  came  within  a  few  days  of 
the  twent-sixth  anniversary  of  Mrs.  Belle  Short 
Lambert's  own  wedding",  many  of  the  g'uests  and 
several  of  the  bridal  party  had  attended  the  first, 
and  Dr.  Short  officiated  at  both. 

It  was  an  exceedingly  prett}'  affair  and  the 
unrelieved  whiteness  seemed  peculiarly  fitting 
for  a  new  year's  wedding. 

Mrs.  Kate  Short  Walter,  '76,  came  down  from 
Oak  Park  to  attend,  she  had  been  the  maid  of 
honor  upon  the  first  occasion  tv^'enty-six  years 
previous. 


The  College  has  a  right  to  some  feeling  of 
pride  in  the  inauguration  of  Governor  Vates  in- 
asmuch as  both  the  governor  and  his  wife  se- 
cured their  early  education  within  its  halls. 

An  announcement  that  will  be  of  interest  to 
old  students  of  ten  years  ago  is  that  of  the  mar- 
riage of  Alice  Adelaide  Vehmeyer  and  Charles  A. 
Newton,  at  the  home  of  the  bride  in  Englewood, 
111.,  Dec.  12.  Miss  Vehmeyer  was  a  student  here 
in  1889. 

Death  has  invaded  more  than  one  home  in 
our  alumnae  connection  the  past  mouth.  The 
motherof  Mrs.  Matie  Kumler  Anderson,  '89,  died  at 
her  home  in  Springfield,  111.,  Dec.  19th,  from  the 
effects  of  paralysis  after  a  lingering-  illness  and 
was  buried  from  the  Kumler  M.  E.  church  of 
which  Rev.  John  A.  Kumler  had  been  the  loved 
and  honored  pastor. 

The  father  of  Mrs.  Cora  Sharpe  Stout,  '79, 
quietly  passed  away  the  morning  of  Jan.  14th  at 
his  home  in  Jacksonville. 

Thoug-h  not  a  graduate,  the  girls  of  "82.  and 
later,  will  remember  Mrs-  Stella  Wolf  Scarbor- 
ough who  died  at  her  hone  in  Payson.  111.,  in 
December  leaving  a  bab}' daughter  but  a  few  days 
old. 

Mrs.  Anna  Rush  Rush,  of  the  class  of  '84,  is 
visiting-  at  her  old  home  near  Grigg-sville,  being- 
called  from  her  home  in  Vedersburg-,  Ind.,  b}'  the 
illness  of  her  falher. 

Mrs.  Julia  Tincher  Kimbrong-h,  '73,  of  Dan- 
ville, 111.,  is  spending-  the  winter  traveling  in 
Florida  and  other  portions  of  the  south. 

A  letter  received  by  the  secretary  of  the  same 
class  of  '73  froiTi  an  old  class-mate  who  had  not 
been  heard  from  in  years  contained  some  pleas- 
ant reference  to  the  long-passed  school  days. 

She  says,  "I  thank  you  for  the  letter  from 
Julia  Kimbrough.  It  is  such  a  treat  to  read 
words  penned  by  my  old  schoolmates,  but  I  was 
somewhat  surprised  to  hear  her  say  that  she  and 
Mary  Heath  were  both  so  gray.  Now,  although 
my  own  hair  is  getting  pretty  well  streaked  with 
silver,  I  can't   think  of  the  g-irts    as  growing-    old. 

They  appear  still  }"Oung  to  me  and  as  mem- 
ory pictures  each  dear  face,  I  see  them  only  as 
they  used  to  be. 

Your  letter,  coming-  as  it  did  from  the  re- 
gions of  the  snow-capped  Rockies,  reminded  of 
two  months  my  little  daug-hter  and  myself  spent 
in  south-western  Colorado  on  the  other  side  of 
the  Continental  Divide,  where  the  waters  all  flow 
westward.     It  was  erand  crossmsr  the  rang-e  and 


I'D 


COLLEOE   GrREETINGS. 


we  had  a  delightful  stay  among'  the  mountains 
where  we  could  stand  in  the  door  or  sit  at  the 
window  of  my  brother's  home  and  watch  the 
snow  storms  gather  and  burst  upon  the  great 
barren  La  Platas — C[nite  a  novel  sight  for  one 
who  had  always  lived  iu  a  praine  state. 

Please  remember  me.  Belle,  to  your  father 
and  mother.  I  have  a  tender  feeling  of  love  for 
all  the  old  ministers  of  the  Illinois  conference  of 
which  my  fatlier  was  a  member,  and  then  you  re- 
member it  was  Dr.  Short  who  joined  Mr.  Eades' 
hand  and  my  own  in  marriage. 

Your  affectionate  class-mate. 

AsENATH  E.  Eades." 
One  of  our  alumnae  is  ver}-  much  devoted    to 
,  a  family  of  fowls  that   reside  in  a    section  of    her 
back  yard. 

A  friend  calling  on  her  found  her  in  the 
kitchen  bending-  over  a  large  white  hen  that  had 
been  attacked  by  the  grippe  and  had  required 
constant  attention  for  three  days.  The  remedies 
used  were  quinine  with  outward  applications  of 
turpentine  and  lard  and  the  last  report  was  that 
the  interesting"  patient  was  making-  rapid  im- 
provement. 

This  is  not  the  white    leghorn    celebrated    in 
in  another  part  of  the    Greetings    "set    aside    in 
the  interests  of  knowledge.'" 
&        Q        a 

PLEASANT   OCCASiONS. 

Mrs.  Harker  has  planned  to  entertain  all  the 
various  students  in  any  way  connected  with  the 
College  at  a  series  of  ''sewings." 

The  first  one  was  given  Thursday  afternoon 
from  3:30  to  5:30.  The  hostess  was  assisted  in 
entertaining  by  Mrs.  Rusk,  Mrs.  Jennie  Kin- 
man  Ward,  '65.  Miss  Gilchrist,  Miss  Dickson, 
Miss    Knopf  and  Mrs.  Kolp  of  the  faculty. 

Those  classed  as  -'irregulars"  were  the 
g-uests  upon  this  occasion,  those  amongtlie  house 
girls  and  quite  a  number  from  out  in  town. 

Considered  from  the  point  of  view  of  sewing 
done,  the  result  of  the  afternoon's  effort  was  not 
great,  but  it  was  a  delightfully  social  gathering. 

Dainty  refreshments  in  the  shape  of  ice- 
cream, cocoa  and  wafers  were  served  by  Leona 
Rawliugs,  Winnie  Wackerle,  Emma  Burnett  and 
Maude  Harker.  The  company  dispersed  at  the 
close  of  the  afternoon  witli  one  nn.re  pleasant 
memory  to  hold  of  College  life  and  the  kind 
thoughtfulness  of  the  president's  wife. 


At  the  same  hour  upon  the  following  after- 
noon the  intermediate  and  senior  preparatory 
students  were  entertained  in  a  like  manner. 
Mrs.  .T.  H.  Osborne.  Mrs.  Rhoda  Tomlin  Capps 
and 'Mrs.  Harrv  Wadsworth  assisted,  together 
with  the  class  officers,  Miss  Blackburn  and  Miss 
Lud  wig-. 

On  Saturday  afternoon  the  freshman  class 
were  the  guests.  Mrs.  Prof.  Churchill.  Mrs, 
Delia  Wood  Duckies,  Mrs,  Theodore  Kemp  and 
Miss  Pancher,  receiving-. 

In  the  course  of  a  week  or  two  the  remaining- 
classes  will  be  similarly  honored. 
w>        e        Q 
SENIOR  ESSAYS. 

We  are  lieing  reminded  in  more  wa3's  than 
one  that  "the  end  draweth  nigh." 

The  reading-  of  the  senior  essays  at  the 
morning  chapel  has  beg-un,  and  alread}'  eig-ht  of 
the. 30  odd  members  of  this  year's  graduating-  class 
have  given  in  the  results  of  much  pains-taking 
wij-rk.  There  seems  to  have  been  a  wider  rang-e 
tliau  usual  in  the  choice  of  subjects. 

The  eight  themes  have  been  • -Wendell  Phil- 
lips and  the  Anti-Slavery  Question" — Mabel 
Withee;  "The  Art  of  House-keeping-" — Daisv 
Rawlings;  "Keats" — Elizabeth  Russell;  "Mat- 
thew Arnold's  Idea  of  Culture" — Feme  Hilsa- 
beck;  '-Martin  Luther's  Place  in  History" — Dora 
Scott,  "An  Indiana  Senator  and  Some  of  his 
Opinions" — Ethel     Roberts;    "Gj'muasia" — Ethel 

Fell,  ". 

®         &         © 

THE  GYMNASIUM. 


Now  that  the  winter  davs  with  their  icv 
blasts  have  set  in  in  earnest  the  customary  en- 
thusiasm (?)  over  the  afternoon  walk  is  decided- 
ly on  the  wane,  and  the  gymnasium  is  growing- 
to  be  a  much  more  popular  resort.  "With  the  ex- 
ception of  a  few  instances  it  is  no  longer  neces- 
sary to  drag-  the  girls  bodily  to  their  respective 
classes  for  exercise;  but  the  reviving-  interest  in 
gymnastics  has  served  even  more  effectively  iu 
securing  prompt  attendance  than  the  fear  of  iu- 
curring"  "unexcused  absences."  Many  of  the 
g-irls  are  taking-  two  or  three  periods  of  exercise 
in  addition  to  those  required,  and  none  of  them 
have  accounted  it  time  wasted.  Even  the  more 
innocent  apparatus,  which  has  heretofore  been 
regarded  as  ornamental  is  beg-inuing-  to  be 
patronized  by  the  young  ladies  of  Herculean  ten- 
dencies. We  trust  that  with  such  a  laudable  in- 
crease in  athletic  tastes  there  will  be  attendant 
a  proportionate  increase  of  biceps. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


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Vol    IV 


Jac^ksonvillk,  III.,   Fkbiujary,  1901. 


No  6 


I  LITERARY.  | 

ANN  ARBOR  STORIES. 

GRACE    BELLE   WARD,    '95. 

The  train  was  due  in  ten  minutes. 

"Here  are  your  cliecks  and  your  ticket.  Eliza- 
betli.  Better  put  them  in  your  purse  in  you-r 
safest  pocket,  little  g'irl." 

'■Pocket!  Why,  papa,  I  haven't  one.  They 
spoil  the  set  of  one's  jjown." 

"Now,  mother,  you're  not  letting-  tliis  girl  go 
a\va\'  off  there  without  one  pocket?""' 

"Say,  Beth,"  interrupted  Jack,  "now  don't 
be  snippy  and  act  as  if  you  thought  the  East 
was  the  whole  show.  When  you  meet  'Stubby' 
Brown,  and  Tom  Bradshaw,  and  the  other  fel- 
lows, just  tell  them  you're  Jack  Elston's  sister, 
and  you'll  be  all  right." 

"Daughter,  do  be  careful  of  3'our  health  and 
don't  work  too  hard.  Be  sure  to  write  immedi- 
ateh'.  We  shall  be  so  anxious  until  we  hear  of 
your  safe  arrival." 

•Yes,  mama,  dear." 

"By-the-way,  Elizabeth,  better  write  down 
the  number  of  your  draft  and  of  your  checks,  too. 
It  will  ,save  a  world  of  trouble  if  you  lose  that 
pocket-book." 

"Look  out  for  your  coat  and  umbrella  when 
you  change  cars,"  continued  Jack. 

"Oh,  dear,"  sighed  Elizabeth,  "if  I  have  to 
remember  manv  more  things,  I'd  rather  stay  at 
home." 

"Here  she  comes.  Let  us  take  your  traps," 
and  Jack,  seizing"  suit-case,  umbrella  and  coat, 
liurried  her  into  the  car. 

With  all  these  parting  admonitions  ringing 
in  her  ears,  Elizabeth  was  at  last  comfortably 
settled  in  the  Pullman,  ready  for  her  long  jour- 
ney. The  tears  would  come  as  she  waved  the 
last  g"ood-by  and  remembered  her  mother's  face 
when  she  kissed  her.  Then  she  thought  of  her 
happy,  busy  year  at  Wellesley.  The  girls  were 
back  there  now — and  she  was  going"  so  far  awav 


among"  strangers.  It  was  all  due  to  Aunt  Eli- 
nor's visit.  She  had  talked  so  convincingly  of 
the  broadening"  influence  of  the  University,  of 
men  instructors,  of  the  advantages  of  co-educa- 
tion. "Why,"  she  would  say,  "if  it  was  not  in- 
tended that  young"  men  and  women  should  be 
educated  together,  why  were  they  put  in  the 
same  families?"  That,  together  with  Jack's  en- 
thusiastic praise  of  Ann  Arbor  and  the  West, 
finally  decided  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Elston  to  try  it  for 
Elizabeth  one  year  at  least,  and — here  she  was. 
But  it  was  now  too  late  for  regrets;  so  she  roused 
herself  and  tried  to  become  interested  in  her  fel- 
low passeng"ers. 

Caroline  Webster  and  Helen  Wood,  leaving 
their  wheels  at  the  entrance  to  University  Hall, 
stopped  a  few  minutes  to  finish  their  conversa- 
tion before  entering". 

"You  see,"  Caroline  was  saying,  "the  girls 
have  decided  to  rush  Elizabeth  Elston  for  Alpha 
Eta.  I  want  you  to  call  with  me  this  afternoon 
and  ask  her  to  drive  after  dinner.  You  and  I 
must  plan  for  her,  and  Nell  and  Gladys  will  at- 
tend to  the  girl  from  Smith." 

'•Who  is  Miss  Elston,  and  where  did  you 
meet  her?"  asked  Helen. 

■■Why,  Helen,  haven't  you  heard?  Oh,  I  for- 
g"ot  you've  just  come.  She's  Jack  Elston's  sister, 
a  Wellesley  girl  with  a  fine  record,  and  the  Zetas 
are  after  her.  too:  so  we'll  have  to  work.  There 
she  is  now  witli  a  Zeta  Rho.  We  must  stop  that 
right  off." 

Waiting"  for  her  approach,  Caroline  greeted 
Elizabeth  cordially  and  presented  her  friend, 
Helen  Wood.  Before  they  separated,  an  engage- 
ment had  been  made  to  call  and  to  take  her  driv- 
ing, and  the   ■•rushing"  was  fairly  under  way. 

Elizabeth's  impressions  of  Ann  Arbor  and  of 
the  gayeties  which  followed  may  be  learned  from 
this  letter  to  her  brother: 

■'De.^r  Jack:— Please  forgive  me  for  my  seeming  neglect, 
but  since  "writin?  to  mama  I  have  been  in  a  perfect  whirl.  I 
have  a  very  cosy  suite  at  Professor  Hour's,  but  I  could  hardly 
And  time  to  get.  settled,  I  had  so  many  calls,  and  from  the 
nicest  girls.  You  were  always  raving  about  Western  hospi- 
tality. Jack,  but  "the  half  has  never  been  told.'  It's  perfectly 
lovely.  If  1  had  been  a  princess,  I  could  not  have  received 
more  attention.    You  must  have   been  very  popular,   for  as 


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COLLEQE     GREETINOS. 


many  oJ  the  most  charming  girls  knew  you  well.  Last  week 
I  had  twenty-seven  calls,  two  afternoon  teas,  a  row  on  the 
river,  a  party  at  the  Alpha  Eta  House,  and  three  drives.  One 
was  to  Whitniore  Lake,  where  eight  of  us  drove  out  for  din- 
ner and  danced  afterward.  Then  we  took  the  Boulevard  drive 
and  another  time  to  Ypsilanti.  Saturday  four  of  us  will  go  to 
Detroit  to  the  theatre,  and  will  lunch  with  Mrs.  Williams, 
whom  mama  will  remember  as  a  prominent  club  woman 
there.    I  certainly  have  no  time  to  be  lonesome. 

"You  never  told  me  that  the  girls  here  had  Greek  frater- 
nities just  like  the  men.  I  think  it  would  be  so  much  nicer  to 
live  in  a  house  with  just  your  own  fraternity  than  to  have 
dormitories,  as  tliey  do  at  Wellesley.  The  Alpha  Etas  have  a 
beautiful  house,  and  are  awfully  swell  girls.  They  say  you 
are  not  'in  it'  if  you  don't  belong  to  one,  so  I  think  I  want  to 
join.  The  girls  seem  to  like  me,  so  I  believe  they  would  have 
me  if  I  asked  them.  Would  you  choose  the  most  congenial 
one,  or  a  weak  one,  and  help  build  it  up?  What  do  you  think 
JackV" 

What  Jack  thoitg-ht  he  expressed  in  a  pro- 
long'ed  whistle;  then  lie  ruslied  frmn  the  room 
and  wired  Elizabeth: 

"Make  no  pledge  until  you  hear  from  me.  Jack." 

A  special  delivery  followed  with  this  expla- 
nation and  advice; 

"DE.iR  Beth:— You  don't  know  what  a  turn  your  letter 
gave  me.  I  had  intended,  before  you  went  away,  to  post  you 
on  fraternities,  and  especially  to  warn  you  about  being 
"rushed."  Western  hospitality  is  all  right,  but  that  isn't  the 
matter  now.  Each  fraternity  is  trying  to  make  you  like  its 
girls  best,  and  if  they  want  you  they  will  ask  you  to  join,  but 
for  Heaven's  sake,  don't  disgrace  the  family  by  asking  them 
to  take  you.  Join  the  best  one  you  can,  for  it  isn't  Just  for 
college,  but  'for  keeps.'  The  Alpha  Etas  are  fine.  I'm  glad 
you  like  them.    Good  luck  to  you.  Y'ours,  Jack." 

The  result  was  that  ere  long"  Elizabeth  and 
"the  girl  from  Smith"  were  duly  pledged,  initia- 
ted, and  each  proudly  wore  in  a  most  proinineut 
place  a  beautiful  Alpha  Eta  pin. 


II. 

Semester  examinations  were  safelj'  over:  the 
Junior  Hop,  with  its  train  of  festivities,  iiad 
just  passed.  To-morrow  tlie  routine  of  work 
beg'an  ag'ain,  but  to-night  there  could  be  consci- 
entious relaxation. 

Upstairs,  in  the  "lounging-  room"  of  the 
Alpha  Eta  House,  a  group  of  girls  was  piled  on 
the  broad  windowr  seat,  hungrily  watching  Nell 
Howard  make  fudg'e. 

"Are  you  going  on  witli  chemistry  this  sem- 
ester, Helen?"  asked  Caroline. 

"Oh,  yes,"  answered  Helen,  enthusiasticalh', 
"it  is  so  much  fun.  I  enjoy  it  hugely.  To  be 
sure,  I  am  in  momentary  terror  of  ending  my 
chemical  and  otherwise  career  every  time  I  unite 
two  substances  in  a  test-tube." 

Caroline  laug'hed.      -'It  has  seemed   intensely 


interesting  to  me  ever  since  1  finished  my  first 
course,"  she  said,  "and  so  many  amusing  things 
always  happen." 

"Oh,  that  reminds  me  of  a  splendid  joke  that 
one  of  the  boys  in  the  laboratory  told  me  the 
other  day.  It  happened  last  year,  when  he  was 
having  his  first  course. in  'General.'  Why.  Caro- 
line, you  were  up  there  then;  perhaps  3'ou  have 
heard  it." 

"Go  on  with  the  story.  Helen,"  said  Caroline; 
"if  it  is  old  to  me,  it  is  not  to  the  rest  of  the 
girls." 

"Well,  it  seems  that  some  girl — a  freshman, 
of  course — who.  worked  there  then,  was  having- 
her  ver}'  first  experience  with  the  elements,  and 
didn't  know  an  acid  from  a  base,  or  a  test-tube 
from  a  beaker.  The  day  she  manufactured  some 
poisonous  gas  rig'ht  out  in  the  room,  and  the  in- 
structor had  hard  work  to  keep  the  students 
from  suffocating',  he  impressed  it  upon  her  mind 
quite  forcibly  that  such  experiments  must  alwa3's 
be  performed  under  the  hood."    - 

The  story  seeined  to  be  taking-  a  rather 
familiar  form,  Caroline  thought,  but  she  mig-ht 
be  mistaken,  and  so  made  no  comment. 

"Slie  seemed  to  have  a  laudable  ambition  to 
do  thing's  right,  anyway,  for  the  next  time  she 
came  she  moved  her  apparatus  under  the  hood. 
Then  she  got  her  Bunsen  burner  and  looked  for 
the  iron  pipe  for  the  gas  attachment.  There 
were  two,  one  turning"  b}'  a  screw  and  the  other 
by  a  wheel.  She  deliberated  for  a  moment,  then 
cliose  the  one  with  the  wheel,  and  made  all  at- 
tachments secure.  With  the  burner  under  the 
carefully  arranged  apparatus,  all  was  readv  for 
the  flame.  When  the  little  sulphur  matjli  was 
burning  well,  she  turned  tlie  wlieel. 

The  next  thing  she  knew  she  was  standing, 
burned  match  in  hand,  in  the  midst  of  a  ruin  of 
beakers,  test-tubes  and  gja'ss  rods,  while  the 
water  was  spouting  from  her  Bunsen  burner  like 
a  miniature  fountain.  A  man  working'  near, 
jumped  up  and  pulled  her  away,  with  the  verv 
complimentary  remark,  'If  she  hasn't  hitched  her 
tube  to  the  water  supply,'  and  proceeded  to  stop 
the  flood  and  rescue  lier  belongings. 

"Just  what  her  note-book  records  as  the  re- 
sult of  the  experiment,  I  do  not  know,  but  he 
said  her  instructor,  who  was  very  fond  of  a  joke, 
came  in  after  the  muss  was  cleared  away  and  she 
had  gone  home.  When  he  heard  the  story,  he 
wrote  something  on  a  card  and  slipped  it  in  her 
drawer.     She  laughed  when  she  read  it  nextdav. 


CoLLEQE  Greetings. 


-rs 


but  no  one  ever  dared  ask  her  what  it  said." 

"Poor  g'irl,"  said  Caroline,  feeling-lj;  "he 
didn't  tell  you  her  name,  did  he?" 

"No,  but  may  be  I  can  find  out." 

"Oh.  never  mind:  perhaps  she  would  prefer 
to  remain  unknoivn,"  was  her  charitable  sug'- 
"•estiou. 

No  one  noticed  the  heig'htened  color  on  Caro- 
line's face,  and  she  smiled  to  herself  in  the  pillow 
as  she  thought  of  a  little  card  in  her  last  year's 
chemistry  note-book,  which  read: 

"Ten  cents  fine  for  burning  the  water. 

B.  I,.  Sheridan." 

"Speaking  of  turning-  the  wrong-  thing-s, 
girls,  have  you  heard  of  the  brilliant  way  in 
which  Elizabeth  distinguished  herself  last  week?" 
asked  Nell,  as  she  critically  tested  the  fudg-e. 

"No;  do  tell  us  about  it,  Beth.  I  must  be 
entertained  some  way,  or  I  simply  can't  wait  till 
that  fudge  is  done,"  said  Gladys. 

"Oh,  girls,  it's  so  ridiculous,  but  I  don't  mind 
telling  you.  You  know  Nell  has  an  'eig-ht  o'clock,' 
and  always  wants  me  to  bring-  her  mail  when  1 
come  to  German  at  nine.  Well,  that  morning  I 
was  a  little  late,  so  picking  up  a  letter  for  Nell,  I 
hastily  slipped  it  in  my  note-book  and  was  off. 
When  I  reached  State  street,  I  looked  for  the  let- 
ter, but  not,a  trace  could  I  find.  There  was  no 
time  to  go  back,  and,  besides,  I  had  rushed  off  in 
such  a  hurry  that  I  was  not  sure  whether  T  had 
dropped  it  at  home  or  on  the  street,  so  I  stopped 
in  the  book-store  to  telephone  home.  With  m}' 
sweetest  smile,  I  asked  Mr.  Field  if  I  might  use 
the  telephone  a  few  moments.  He  put  that  little 
movable  'phone  they  have,  don't  you  know,  down 
on  the  counter  for  me.  I  sat  down  and  began  to 
ring  'Central,'  but  could  not  get  a  reply.  I  was 
getting  desperate,  for  the  library  clock  began  to 
boom  out  nine;  I  had  to  climb  to  the  third  floor 
for  German,  and  you  know  what  a  fit  Professor 
Vandervorst  always  has  if  you  are  late. 

"As  I  gave  one  more  nervous  turn  to  the 
handle,  mentally  blessing-  'Central,'  Mr.  Field 
came  up  with  an  apologetic  smile  and  said,  'Par- 
don me,  but  you  are  turning  the  pencil  sharp- 
ener.' 

"Just  imag-ine  my  feeling's  when  I  looked 
down,  and  sure  enough,  the  pencil  sharpener 
stood  directly  behind  the  'phone,  and  in  my  haste 
I  had  seized  the  wrong  handle.  It  really  was 
rather  dark  in  there " 

"And  Tom  was  probably  waiting  at  the 
door," -interrupted  Gladys. 


"But  what  became  of  the  letter?"  asked 
Helen. 

"Oh,  I  lost  it  sure  enough,  but  some  good, 
kind  soul  found  it  and  carefully  remailed  it  to 
Nell.     She  was  wild  because  it  was  from " 

"The  fudge  is  ready  now,  girls,"  hastily  in- 
terrupted Nell. 

e  e  e  , 

THE  GREAT  STONE  FACE. 

DORA    SCOTT.    1301. 

Ill  the  story  of  "The  Great  Stone  Face,"  one 
is  impressed  with  the  fact  that  Hawthorne  was 
an  artist;  that  he  too,  like  Ernest,  often  held 
communion  with  Nature,  and  had  come  to  read 
her  face  very  positively.  This  is  seen  in  the  fine 
description  of  the  surroundings  of  "The  Great 
Stone  Face."  and  again  in  the  closing-  parts  of 
the  story  when,  with  a  few  fine  touches,  a  few 
graphic  words,  he  brings  out  the  similarity  of 
the  man  and  the  face. 

Then,  again,  there  is  the  happy  tact  of  hit- 
ting on  the  naturalness  of  the  names  of  his  char- 
acters—Mr. Gathergold.  Old  Blood  and  Thunder, 
and  Old  Stony  Phiz.  Mark,  it  is  in  each  case 
J/r.  Gathergold.  and  O/c?  Blood  and  Thunder,  and 
Old  Stony  Phiz,  and  then,  too,  the  name  of  Ernest 
indicates  the  character  of  the  boy  and  the  man. 
His  first  lesson  was  given  him  by  his  mother,  and 
he  became  earnest,  indeed,  in  searching  out  the 
problem  set  before  him. 

We  may  learn,  too,  that  the  truest  life  is 
found  next  to  Nature.  The  poet,  great  as  he 
was,  had  it  not:  for  he  had  lived  "among  poor 
and  mean  realities."  but  here  was  a  man,  Ernest, 
who  apart  from  any  social  surroundings,  which 
are  sometimes  supposed  to  give  culture,  works 
out  for  himself  a  highly  beneficent  character. 
There  is  in  the  story  an  illustration  of  the  "Vox 
populi  Vox  dek"  tli,eory.  The  voice  of  the  peo- 
ple is  not  always  a  safe  one.  "The  wish  is  often 
father  to  the  thought"  in  a  crowd.  In  each  case, 
the  people  thought  they  saw  "The  Great  Stone 
Face,"  and  in  each  case  deceived  themselves. 

Further,  there  is  the  silent  working  of  moral 
forces.  Day  by  day  he  was  being  transformed 
by  these  working  themselves  out  by  means  of 
this  "Stone  Face."  It  took  years — a  life-time — 
but  it  was  worth  it  all. 

The  poet  is  introduced  into  the  story  from  a 
fine  sense  of  the  fitness  of  things.  Only  the  poet 
discovers  the  true  character  of  Ernest.  "The  eye 
sees  that  which  it  brings  with  it — the  power  of 
seeing."     Hawthorne  shows  us   the   true  charac- 


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College   Greetings. 


ter^  of  g'reatness,    an    unassuming'    simplicity,    a 
worldwide  charity. 

Lastly,  unaccountably  and  unknowing-ly,  the 
man  assimilated  into  his  own  being  the  best  of 
that  which  he  saw  before  and  around  him.  This 
is  the  most  important  part  of  the  story.  The 
truly  beautiful  is  education,  especially  if  it  car- 
ries with  it  a  permanence,  so  that  we  can  look  on 
it  for  years  and  years,  and  grow  into  it,  and  then 
out  of  it  toward  a  larger  self. 
a        a        © 

'"MATTHEW    ARNOLD'S    IDEA   OF 
CULTURE." 

FERNE  HILSABECK,  '01. 

It  has  long'  been  universally  conceded  that 
'among'  the  many  important  elernents  which,  com- 
bined, constitute  civilization,  culture  is  perhaps 
the  most  far-reaching'  in  its  influence  and  effects. 
This  is  clearly  apparent  when  we  note  that,  in- 
variably, the  hig'her  a  nation  ascends  in  the  scale 
of  culture,  there  is  found  a  correspondingly  ad- 
vanced state  of  civilization.  Although,  to  be 
sure,  culture,  as  g'enerally  encountered,  is  at  least 
to  some  degree  real,  and  possesses  g'enuine  qual- 
ities, yet  on  the  other  hand,  there  are  many 
phases  of  life  where  culture  (so  considered)  is 
wholly  superficial,  and  the  word  is  altogether  in- 
applicable. 

This  is  only  too  often  the  case  with  the  aver- 
'age  school-girl.  A  smattering'  of  Greek  and 
Latin,  the  ability  to  execute  several  brilliant 
pieces  of  music,  and  a  degree  of  familiarity  with 
certain  other  accomplishments,  render  her,  in  her 
own  estimation,  highly  cultured  and  ready  for 
her  future  work  in  life.  Nor  is  it  far  different 
with  many  society  women.  To  be  thoroug'hly 
versed  in  the  intricacies  of  etiquette  and  society 
life  in  general,  to  possess  information  on  the 
topics  of  interest  in  the  society  world,  and  above 
all,  to  ascertain  the  latest  fads  in  every  conceiva- 
ble direction,  constitute  her  ideal  essential  of  a 
cultured  personality. 

Then  we  find  still  another  conception  of  cul- 
ture in  those  who  regard  it  as  a  sort  of  mask, 
serving' exactly  the  same  purpose  as  did  the  mask 
of  the  ancient  drama.  There  we  find  the  lack  of 
real  common  sense.  We  find  that  false  g'arnish- 
nient,  which  delig'hts  in  "perusing'"  a  book,  in 
"assisting'"  jou  at  the  table,  and  pronounces  the 
play  "so  affecting." 

And  many  other  forms  of  superficial  culture 
exist.     One  of  the  most  prevalent  is  the  idea  that 


culture  is  a  highly  specialized  intellectual  refine- 
ment. But  still  a  different  concept  is  found 
among  newspaper  critics.  These,  as  a  class, 
have  a  dim,  hazy  notion  that  culture  is  a  sort  of 
knapsack,  strapped  on  the  back,  in  which  is 
placed  a  vast  amount  of  information,  gathered 
more  or  less  at  random  in  all  parts  of  the  world. 

However,  the  general  opinions  among'  men  of 
letters  are  at  g'reat  variance  with  these  we  have 
just  considered.  Perhaps  two  of  the  most  prom- 
inent authorities  on  culture  are  Emerson  and 
Hamilton  Mabie,  and  even  here  we  find  great 
diversit}"-  of  opinion.  Mabie  holds  that  culture 
is  obtained  throug'h  devotion  to  daily  tasks;  that 
it  consists  in  the  quality,  never  the  quantity,  of 
knowledge,  and  is  so  absorbed  that  it  becomes  a 
part  of  the  being  itself.  Thus,  at  bottom,  cul- 
ture is  only  enlarged  and  clarified  experience. 
In  Emerson's  "Essay  on  Culture,"  we  find 
he  affirms  that  culture  trains  away  the  impedi- 
ment and  leaves  pure  power,  thus  placing'  one 
among-  his  equals  or  superiors.  But  in  g'eneral, 
Emerson's  views  may  be  summed  up  in  the  state- 
ment that  true  culture  can  spare  nothing-  from 
the  materials  of  one's  whole  personalitv. 

Although  Ihese  views  and  those  of  many 
other  men  have  met  with  g'reat  approval  and  ad- 
miration, yet  the  truest  disciple  of  culture,  who, 
by  his  spirit,  has  long'  swayed  the  human  mind, 
is  still  to  be  considered — Matthew  Arnold — one  of 
the  most  notable  men  of  letters  of  the  Victorian 
era.  Reg-arded,  indeed,  from  a  point  of  view  not 
of  achievement,  although  that  was  considerable, 
but  of  influence,  he  might,  without  exag-geration, 
be  saidl;o  have  played  a  more  important  part  in 
the  moulding'  of  the  ideals  of  Eng'lish  literary  ap- 
preciation than  any  other  writer  of  his  age.  The 
spirit  of  Arnold's  works,  especially  those  critical 
essays  relating  to  culture,  has  profoundly  affect- 
ed the  whole  course  of  Eng"li,sh  tliought  and 
action. 

In  his  essay,  "Culture  and  Anarchy,"  we  see 
the  whole  scope  of  the  work  is  to  recommend 
culture  as  the  g'reat  help  out  of  our  present  difli- 
culties;  culture  being'  a  pursuit  of  our  total  per- 
fection by  me?.ns  of  acquiring'  knowledg'e  on  all 
the  matters  which  most  concern  us,  the  be.st  that 
has  been  thoug'ht  and  said  in  the  world;  and 
throug'h  this  knowledg'e,  turning'  a  stream  of 
fresh,  free  thought  upon  our  stock  notions  and 
habits,  which  we  now  follow  staunchly  but  me- 
chanically, vainly'  imag'ining'  that  there  is  a  vir- 
tue in  following  them  staunchly,  which  makes  up 
for  the  mischief  of  following-  them  mechanicallv. 
This,  and  this  alone,  is  the   scope    of  the    essay. 


CoLLEOE  Greetings. 


5^ 


Culture  is,  above  all,  an  inward  operation,  and 
Arnold  himself  says  it  his  endeavor  to  show  what 
culture  really  is,  what  good  it  can  do,  and  what 
is  our  own  special  ueed  of  it,  seeking'  plain 
grounds  on  wliicli  a  faith  in  culture  may  rest 
securely. 

In  this  culture  study,  we  find  the  true  mean- 
ing- of  tiie  term  first  considered  under  the  head, 
"sweetness  and  light."  The  disparagers  of  cul- 
ture make  their  motive  curiosity;  sometimes,  in- 
deed, they  make  this  motive  mere  exclusiveness 
or  vanity,  for  the  culture  pluming  itself  on  a 
knowledge  of  Greek  or  Latin,  is  not  due  to  any- 
thing so  intellectual  as  curiosity;  but  this  kind 
of  cult  is  valued  either  out  of  sheer  vanity  and 
ignorance,  or  else  as  an  engine  of  social  and  class 
distinction,  separating'  its  holder,  like  a  badge  or 
title,  from  those  who  have  not  yet  g'ained  it.  No 
serious  man  would  call  this  culture,  or  attach 
any  value  to  it  as  culture  at  all.  The  term  curi- 
osity is  often  used  in  a  somewhat  disapproving 
sense,  and  there  is  obviously  a  view  of  culture 
where  this  word  does  not  appear  as  the  founda- 
tion; where  the  pre-eminent  g'rounds  of  culture 
are  centered  on  love  of  our  neig'hbor,  the  impulses 
toward  help  and  beneficence,  the  desire  to  remove 
human  error  and  diminish  human  misery,  the  as- 
piration to  leave  the  world  better  and  happier 
than  we  found  it.  Then  culture  is  described  not 
as  having  its  origin  in  curiosity,  but  in  a  love  of 
perfection;  in  other  words,  it  is  a  study  of  per- 
fection. The  moment  this  view  of  culture  is 
seized,  the  moment  it  is  regarded  as  a  study  of 
perfection,  and  an  effort  t(i  learn  the  will  of  God, 
the  true  character  of  the  term  becomes  manifest. 

And  religion,  the  surest  key  to  the  perfection 
of  humanity,  undoubtedly  sanctions  this  great 
aimof  culture;  the  aim  of  striving  to  ascertain 
what  perfection  is  and  make  it  prevail.  Both 
strive  to  accomplish  this  through  all  the  voices  of 
human  experience,  art,  science,  poetry,  philoso- 
phy and  history.  And  just  as  religion  says, 
•The  kingdom  of  God  is  within  you,"  so  culture 
places  human  perfection  in  an  internal  condition. 
Thus  culture  is  a  harmonious  expansion  of  all 
the  powers  which  make  the  beauty  and  worth  of 
human  nature;  and  is  not  consistent  with  the 
over-development  of  any  one  power  at  the  ex- 
pense of  the  rest. 

If  culture,  then,  is  a  study  of  perfection,  con- 
sisting rather  in  becoming  something  than  in 
having  something,  it  is  clear  that  instead  of  being 
frivolous  and  useless  creatures,  we  have  each  a 
verv  important  function  to  fulfill  for  mankind. 
And  this  function  is  certainly  important  in  our 
modern  world,  where  the  whole  civilization  is  to 
a  much  greater  degree  than  the  civilization  of 
Greece  and  Rome,  mechanical  and  e.xternal,  and 
tends  constantly  to  become  more  so.  Faith  in 
machinery  is  our  besetting  danger.  We  find  this 
element  in  freedom,  wealth  and  even  religious 
org'anizations,  and  onl}'  too  often  we  come  to  re- 
gard them  as  precious  ends  in  themselves,  instead 


of  means  to  an  end. 

The  Greek  word  meaning  "a  iinel}'  tempered 
nature"  seems  to  give  exactly  the  idea  of  culture 
which  Arnold  wishes  to  convey,  namely — a  har- 
monious perfection  —  where  the  characters  of 
beauty  and  intelligence  are  both  present,  uniting 
the  two  noblest  of  things,  sweetness  and  light. 
The  pursuit  of  culture,  then,  is  the  pursuit  of 
sweetness  and  light,  or  beauty  and  intelligence. 
And  he  who  works  for  these  strives  to  make  the 
will  of  God  prevail,  while  he  who  works  for  ma- 
chinery works  only  for  confusion. 

This  study  of  culture  is  continued  under  the 
head.  "Doing'  as  One  Likes;"  and  here  we  find 
the  idea  introduced  in  addition  to  the  qualities  of 
sweetness  and  light  in  Arnold's  concept  of  cul- 
ture; here  we  are  urged  to  realize  that  our  own 
views  ai'e  not  always  best;  that  we  should,  at 
times,  conform  to  the  opinions  of  other  people, 
although  we  are  not  exactly  pleased  with  them. 
This  ability  to  see  good  in  everything  constitutes 
another  important  element  in  culture.  It  also 
enables  us  to  find  and  know  our  best  selves,  and 
when  this  is  once  achieved,  our  work  in  helping 
others  will  become  much  easier  for  us. 

But  it  is  not  until  Arnold  discusses  Hebraism 
and  Hellenism  that  we  find  his  idea  of  the  ele- 
ments which,  combined,  form  his  real  concept  of 
culture,  Hebraism,  from  the  word  Hebrew,  is  a 
spirit  where  great  earnestness,  severity  and  dis- 
cipline dwell.  Each  of  these  is  indispensable  in 
the  formation  of  a  truly  cultured  nature,  and 
they  tend  to  modify  the  whole  being'.  But  in 
Hellenism,  we  have  the  aesthetic  Greek's  idea,  to 
see  thing's  as  they  really  are,  and  here  clearness 
and  radiance  have  their  being'.  These  elements 
are  equally  as  important  as  those  considered 
under  Hebraism,  and  when  to  these  qualities, 
earnestness,  severity  and  discipline,  we  add  this 
Hellenistic  spirit,  with  its  impulse  to  see  the  best 
in  everything,  then,  and  not  until  then,  w^e  reach 
the  true  ideal  of  culture. 

All  these  various  phases  and  considerations 
of  the  true  culture  are  summed  up  in  an  admoni- 
tion concerning  the  one  thing'  which,  beyond  all 
others,  is  necessary  in  acquiring  it.  The  ideal 
state  can  only  be  attained  when  a  union  of  Hel- 
lenism, sweetness  and  light,  and  Hebraism, 
strength,  is  achieved,  and  the  one  thing  neces- 
sary to  bring'  about  this  most  desirable  union,  is 
embodied  in  the  one  sentence,  "Let  each  one  do 
his  best  at  all  points."  In  this  is  condensed  the 
whole  of  Arnold's  teaching  in  regard  to  striving 
to  obtain  that  culture,  which  is  in  ever}'  way  de- 
sirable, and  in  itself  uplifts  and  elevates  the 
human  life. 

So  we  find  Matthew  Arnold  a  physician  of 
souls  in  the  largest  possible  practice,  a  philoso- 
pher of  the  school  of  the  Christ  himself,  and  his 
own  attitude  toward  life,  and  his  services  for 
mankind  are  aptly  described  in  his  oft-quoted 
lines; 

"He  took  the  suffering  human  race. 
He  read  each  wound,  each  -weakness,  clear( 

He  struck  his  finger  on  the  place. 
And  said,  'Thou  ailest  here  and  here.'  " 


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EDITORIAL. 


A  few  weeks  ag'o,  the  Daily  yoz^r;2«/ contained 
an  allusion  to  some  coDeg'e  stories  appearing  in  a 
late  issue  of  the  Deliucaior  irom  the  pen  of  Grace 
Ward,  '95.  An  inquiry  as  to  why  she  had  hid 
her  light  under  a  biushel  and  had  not  allowed  it 
to  shine  forth,  as  on  a  candlestick,  through  the 
columns  of  her  college  paper  elicited  the  response 
that  she  was  "writing  for  money,"  a  very  bad 
habit,  to  be  sure,  but  one  to  which  others  seem 
to  be  given  whenever  it  is  possible  to  earn  it  in 
this  delig'htful  way.  The  stories  are  three  in 
number,  and  the  first  one  illustrates  one  phase  of 
the  life  as  it  is  to  be  seen  in  the  larg'er  colleges. 
All  of  the  stories  are  gracefully  told,  though  for 
lack  of  space,  but  two  are  reprinted  in  this  num- 
ber of  the  Greetings. 

Quite  a  number  of  other  articles,  stories  and 
light  descriptive  sketches  have  appeared  in  the 
Woman's  Home  Companion  and  other  publica- 
tions, some  of  them  witli  illustrations  accom- 
panying, all  from  the  same  hand. 

We  are  sure  all  of  the  alumna;  will  read  these 
two  little  stories  with  pleasure  and  pride  and  a 
wish  for  the  success  of  all  future  ventures  of  the 
writer. 


Upper  Iowa  University  has  been  rejoicing 
over  Carnegie's  recent  gift  of  $25,000  for  a  col- 
lege library,  and  now  the  colleges  of  our  own 
town  have  equal  cause  for  jubilation  over  the 
proposed  gift  of  S40,000  from  the  same  generous 
distributor  of  wealth  for  the  purpose  of  founding 
a  city  library.  In  imag^ination,  it  has  alreadv 
been  erected  on  every  available  lot  in  central 
Jacksonville,  and  each  proposer  of  a  site  seems  to 
think  he  has  selected  the  one  and  only  ideal  loca- 
tion; but  wherever  it  may  be  placed  is  a  matter 
of  small  concern  compared  to  the  value  the 
library  itself  will  be  to  the  town-people  and  the 
hundreds  of  young-  men  and  women  who  annually 
turn  their  steps  in  this  direction.  For  purposes 
of  investigation  and  study,  who  has  not  felt  the 
crying  need  of  books  and  more  books  upon  almost 
every  subject  requiring  such  outside  aid  and 
realized  the  inadequacy  of  the  college,  public  and 
private  libraries  the  town  affords? 

Some  of  the  old  students  have  reminded  us 
in  their  reminiscences  concerning  the  earlier  days, 
that  there  were  absolutely  no  facilities  for  sup- 
plementary reading  then,  and  that  the  nearest 
approach  to  an  accumulation  of  books  were  the 
few  volumes  the  traveling'  Methodist  parson  car- 
ried in  his  saddle-bags  along"  with  him  in  his 
journeyings  to  and  fro.  It  is  a  far  cry  from  that 
condition  to  these  days  of  the  fullness  of  book 
companionship,  and  whatever  may  be  urged  about 
men  of  great  creative  energy  being-  "men  of  few 
books,"  tlie  broadening  effect  of  a  greater  rang-e 
of  reading-  clearly  and  definiteh^  shows  in  the  edu- 
cated people  of  our  day.  It  is  so  whether  one 
reads  to  a  definite  purpose  and  on  one  particular 
subject,  or  is,  as  Charles  Lamb  so  fitly  expressed 
it,  merely  a   "browser"  among-  books. 

"Browsers"  the  most  of  us  are  bound  to  be. 
but  the  word  calls  up  a  thousand  pleasant  sug- 
gestions of  green  meadows,  placid  streams  and 
long  summer  da}'s  of  peace  and  stillness,  and 
imag'es  just  the  sort  of  quiet  enio3Mnent  a  book 
is  able  to  afford  the  busiest  and  the  most  wearied 
of  us  whenever  we  choose. 

And  so,  whether  we  be  students  or  browsers, 
the  long-  hoped-for  library  is  a  great  beneficence, 
and  if,  as  Plato  declares,  "The  house  that  has  a 
library  has  a  soul,"  the  town  will  have  a  verv 
much  larger  soul  than  it  has  hitherto  possessed, 
thanks  to  Mr.  Carnegie's  intelligent  use  of  his 
superfluous  millions. 


COL.LEQE    OREETINGS. 


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\       COLLEGE  DEPARTMENT.   I 


DAY  OF  PRAYER. 


The  Day  of  Prayer  for  Colleges  was  observed 
on  Thursday,  the  last  day  of  January,  with  ser- 
vices throughout  the  day.  The  first  one  consist- 
ed of  class  prayer  meetings,  held  at  9:30.  Some 
of  these  were  led  by  the  class  officer  and  others 
by  members  of  the  class. 

The  teachers  not  in  attendance  upon  these 
class  meetings  held  a  special  prayer  service. 

At  10:.)0  chapel  exercises  were  held  in  the 
chapel,  where  the  Scripture  lesson  was  read  by 
Rev.  A.  Iv.  T.  Ewert,  and  prayer  was  offered  by 
Dr.  Wm.  McElfresh  and  Dr.  J.  S.  Akers.  The 
sermon  was  delivered  by  Rev.  Then.  Ivemp  upon 
"Sinning  Against  Light,"  the  text  being  John 
3-19:  "And  this  is  the  condemnation,  that  light 
has  come  into  the  world,  and  men  loved  darkness 
rather  than  light,  because  their  deeds  were  evil." 

A  pleasing  feature  of  the  services  was  the 
singing  of  Mr.  Boatman,  who  rendered  "He's  the 
One"  most  acceptably. 

In  the  afternoon,  at  2:30,  a  prayer  meeting, 
led  bv  Miss  Katherine  Cole,  was  held,  at  which 
many  took  part  in  a  very  profitable  service. 

A  few  thoughts  from  Rev.  Mr.  Kemp's  ad- 
dress are  given: 

•'This  is  an  age  of  light.  Wonderful  light 
has  been  broug-ht  into  the  world  by  the  history 
of  Christ,  but  the  most  wonderful  light  is  that 
thrown  upon  the  problems  of  every  day  life. 
Those  who  reject  Christ  and  his  plan  of  life  for 
the  individual  are  doing  so  with  greater  respon- 
sibility than  those  who  lived  in  Christ's  day. 

"Sodom  and  Gomorrah  were  without  Bibles, 
churches,  missionaries,  ministers  or  teachers,  but 
were  overthrown  for  their  sins.  How  much 
g-reater  will  be  the  condemnation  in  this  age  of 
those  that  live  in  the  light  of  Christianity! 

"The  light  in  which  we  live  to-day  comes 
from  various  sources.  We  are  judged  by  the 
light  that  comes  from  the  Sunday  school,  the 
churches,  Christian  lives,  the  Bible,  the  Holy 
Spirit  and  a  Christian  civilization. 

"Christ  said,  'I  am  the  light  of  the  world,' 
and  if  we  reject  Christ,  refuse  his  salvation,  and 
refuse  to  surrender  to  his  claims  upon  us,  we  are 
defying  the  light.  We  are  to  be  judged,  there- 
fore,  bv    the    way    in    which    we    receive    Christ. 


More  and  more  light  is  being  given  us  each  day, 
and  the  greater  the  condemnation  for  us  if,  know- 
ing so  fully  the  way  of  salvation  and  the  desira- 
bility of  a  Christian  life,  we  turn  from  it  and 
shut  out  Christ.  Happiness,  usefulness  and  true 
grandeur  of  the  soul,  as  well  as  final  salvation, 
result  from  accepting  Christ." 

e        Q        '3 
VALENTINE'S  DAY. 


Where  there  are  ninety  or  one  hundred  girls 
gathered  together,  Feb.  14  could  hardly  slip  by 
unobserved,  as  the  mail  carrier  could  well  testify, 
much  to  his  sorrow.  The  dining-room,  too,  for 
some  unaccountable  reason,  suddenly  bloomed 
forth  with  an  exuberance  of  flowers  on  every 
table.  Fully  as  much  pleasure  was  realized  from 
the  exchange  of  tokens  among"  the  g'irls  as  from 
those  that  came  from  without.  At  several  of  the 
tables  valentine  boxes  had  been  instituted,  all 
contributions  to  which  were  to  be  strictly  oriffi- 
12 a /  a.nd  hoine=made.  Many  were  the  works  of  art 
produced,  in  the  shape  of  pausies  or  hearts,  con- 
taining languishing  Cupids  who,  though  some- 
times slightly  disproportionate,  pathetically  as- 
cribed all  their  abnormal  features  to  "love- 
bumps."  Some  of  tlie  accompanying  verses  were 
also  exceedingly  clever,  a  few  of  which  we  have' 
been  permitted  to  reproduce: 

"Who  wears  her  dresses  to  the  floor? 
And  has  nice  ties  and  waists  galore? 
And  comhs  her  hair  up  pompadour? 

Amanda! 
"Whose  shoes  run  over  at  the  heels? 
Who  is  it  laughs  out  loud  at  meal.s, 
And  says  exactly  what  she  feels? 

Amanda! 
Who  is  it  likes  to  nibble  chalk. 
And  always  dresses  for  the  walk, 
And  takes  no  part  in  the  table  talk? 

Amanda! 
As  you  conclude,  in  spite  of  these, 
Her  kind  heart  much  of  bad  retrieves; 
Just  then  she  pipes  up,  "Pickles,  please !" 

Amanda!! ! 

Addressed  to  a  girl  who  had   been  expecting 

the  photo  of  a  medical  friend:      ■  , 

I. 

As  you  sat  at  your  diligent  studying, 
Your  thoughts  would  wander  away 
To  the  Medical  School  in  Chicago 
And  a  picture  you'd  get  some  day. 

II. 

As  up  the  stairs  at  twelve  forty. 
On  Thursday  you  breathlessly  sped. 

You  sure  enough  found  the  picture. 
Lying  plainly  in  view  on  the  bed. 


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COLLEOE     GREETINGS. 


III. 

Your  friends  stood  around  you  in  silence. 

As  you  gazed  on  the  picture  so  grand— 
A  handsome  smiling  skeleton 

Was  the  likeness  you  held  in  your  hand! 

This  was  Irnh'  worse  than  •'!  ask  for  bread 
inid  you  give  me  a  stone."  Some  one  sugg^ested 
supplementing',  "I  ask  for  meat  and  you  give  me 
a  bone." 


Who  is  it  that  is  very  tall? 
Whose  head  is  always  over  all? 
Who  is  It  that  the  girls  all  call 


II. 


Aunt  Jobiska? 


Who  helped  put  out  the  little  blaze? 
Who  in  the  evening  chapel  plays? 
Who  is  it  that  the  girls  all  praise? 

Aunt  Jobiska! 
III. 

Who  teaches  In  I.  W.  C? 
Who's  always  happy  as  can  be? 
Whose  cheerful  face  all  love  to  see? 

Aunt  Jobiska! 

Dedicated  to  the  maiden  who  makes  a  diet  of 
clialk  and  cloves: 

I. 

Once  the  joy  of  all  who  saw  her. 

Rosy  cheeks  and  laughing  eyes; 
But  Amanda  lost  her  beauty. 

And  herein  a  mystery  lies. 

II. 

Now,  you  all  have  heard  of  Lot's  wife. 

Who,  because  she  dared  to  halt 
And  look  back  upon  the  city, 

Turned  into  a  heap  of  salt. 

III. 

Somewhat  thus  'twas  with  Amanda, 

For  what  reason,  no  one  knows; 
But  one  morning,  lo!  we  found  her. 

Turned  to  naught  but  chalk  and  cloves! 


From  nine  to  ten  the  girls  of  the  house  en- 
tertained Miss  y^Hstin's  corridor  at  a  Valentine 
party  in  the  reception  room  and  halls.  Hearts 
were  in  evidence  everywhere.  Several  contests 
had  been  provided  for  the  evening,  one  of  which 
consisted  in  aiming  arrows  at  a  ruby  heart  fixed 
on  the  wall;  another  in  thr<nving'  a  heart-shaped 
hoop  over  a  peg'  wound  about  with  the  patron 
saints-color.  Even  the  dainty  sandwiches  which 
were  served  were  cordate,  so  that  vvlien  the  re- 
tiring bell  rang,  not  one  guest  failed  to  avail  her- 
self of  the  pun  that  she  had  "most  heartily  en- 
joyed herself." 


A   PLEASANT  OCCASION. 

Monday  afternoon,  t^ebruary  4th,  was  a 
memorable  one  to  the  members  of  the  Senior 
Preparatory  class  who  were  able  to  accept  Mrs. 
J.  L.  AVylder's  kind  invitation.  The  hours  from 
3:30  till  5:30  were  pleasantly  spent  in  conversa- 
tion and  games.  Delicious  refreshments  were 
served.  An  unusual  feature  of  this  class  meet- 
ing' was  the  presence  of  four  embarrassed  young' 
men,  who  divided  their  attentions  inipartialh 
among  tlie  twenty  or  more  voung"  ladies  present. 
e      3     e 

The  weekly  and  semi-weelily  themes  of  the 
Eng'lish  classes  this  rnotith  have  been  along-  de- 
scriptive lines,  and  have  displayed  some  rare 
specimens  of  imaginative  ability.  The  instructor 
has  been  somewhat  startled  by  such  expressions 
as:  "chestnut  eyes,"  "hair  like  long',  curling'  ten- 
drils," "coral  lips,"  "that  -j^-orn  expression  which 
tells  of  mentalXxi^."  "the  anguish  of  womanhood 
was  fixed  in  each  feature." 

If  Spencer's  Ghost  Theory  were  a  reality, 
the  stately  halls  of  I.  W.  C.  might  be  visited 
some  still,  dark  uig'lit  bv  shadowy,  classic  forms 
bent  on  vengeance. 

0      a      & 

BELLES  LETTRES  SOCIETY. 

ELECTION    OF    OFFICERS. 

The  Belles  Lettres  held  their  semi-annual 
election  of  officers  in  their  hall.  After  the  devo- 
tional exercises,  the  following  were  chosen: 
President  -----  Eloise  Smith 
Vice  President  -  -  -  -  Louise  Moore 
Recording- Secretary        -         -         -  Edith  Jov 

Corresponding  Secretary     -         -  Mabelle  Hill 

Treasurer         -----     Inez  Huckebv 
Librarian     -         -         -         -         -  Edna  Read 

Critic         -----       Hettie  Anderson 
Chaplain      -----  Susan  Wehn 

Chorister  -         -         _         -         Carrie  Morrison 

Sergeant-at-Arms       -         -  Golden  Berrvman 

Pages       -       -     Virginia  Orton,  Helen  Henderson 

After  tlie  election,  much  enthusiasm  reigned. 
Speeches  from  the  old  president  and  .  the 
new  were  cheered.  Only  society  members 
bers  can  appreciate  the  intense  spirit  of  loyalty 
and  inspiration  that  pervades  the  hearts  and 
minds  of  the  members.  The  society  beg'ins  its 
new  term  under  auspicious  circumstances.  All 
members  are  aroused  and  ready  for  a  term  of 
strong'  work. 

Retiring  President  -  -  -  -  Alice  Hayes 

Retiring  Secretary  -----       Edith  ,Ioy 


CoLLEGK  Greetings. 


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ELOCUTIONARY  RECITAL. 

What  was  perhaps  the  best  of  the  several 
successful  prog'rams  rendered  by  Miss  Katlierine 
Dickens  Cole,  since  her  connection  with  the  Wom- 
an's Colleg'e,  was  that  given  in  the  chapel  Monday 
evening^,  February  18th.  The  room  was  filled 
with  students  and  their  friends,  who,  by  numer- 
ous and  enthusiastic  encores,  showed  the  pleas- 
ure they  had  in  the  progTam.  Her  work  throug-h- 
out  the  strongly  varied  selections  showed  that 
continually  broadening-  and  deepening'  spirit  which 
shows  the  student  the  earnest  devotee  of  her  art 
— a  fact  noted  with  pleasure  by  numerous  ad- 
mirers of  Miss  Cole's  work. 

The  first  number  and  the  heaviest  was  from 
Lytton-Bulwer's  emotional  drama  of  love  and 
pride,  "The  Lady  of  Lyons.''  The  scenes  chosen 
were,  the  first  from  act  two,  that  between  the 
conspirators,  in  which  is  a  gem  of  dramatic  elo- 
quence, and  the  second  scene  from  act  three, 
where  the  deception  is  disclosed  and  a  dramatic 
speech  is  made  by  Claude  Melnotte. 

In  the  second  number,  humor  and  pathos 
were  blended  in  selections  from  well  known  and 
loved  poets — Riley,  "Mary  Alice  Smith;"  Carl- 
ton, "Out  of  the  Old  House,"  and  Garland,  "Rock 
Me  to  Sleep.''  It  was  from  this  group  of  three 
that  the  greater  part  of  the  audience  picked  a 
favorite  number  from  the  program. 

For  her  last  appearance.  Miss  Cole  had  se- 
lected six  short  sketches  from  Nixon  Waterman, 
a  poet,  as  yet  little  known,  but  who  has  written 
some  touching-  verses.  A  variety  of  emotions 
were  demanded  by  "Just  Common  Folks,"  "Walk 
in  the  Woods,"  "The  Empire  Ship,"  "Peace  on 
Earth,"  "An  Old  Man's  Love,"  "Wlien  the  Sum- 
mer Boarders  Come." 

Two  finely  rendered  piano  numbers  by  Miss 
Lucia  E.  Clark  added  to  the  enjoyment  of  the 
evening.  The  delig-htful  rendition  g-iven  Rach- 
maninoff's prelude  in  C  sharp  minor  and  Grieg's 
'•Wedding   Day"    delighted    all    lovers    of    music 

present. — Jacksonville  Journal. 

£>        &        3 

ALUMNAE  MENTION. 

The  marriage  of  Florynce  Paine  Clark,  '97, 
to  John  S.  Duer  is  to  occur  the  28th  of  February. 

Mrs.  Ray  Lewis  Griswold,  '99,  of  Jersey  City, 
is  the  mother  of  a  little  daughter,  born  Febru- 
arv  3d. 


Mrs.  Grace  Wood  Jess,  '98,  of  Spring-field,  111., 
has  g-iven  the  name  of  Roberta  to  her  little  daugh- 
ter, born  the  .51st  of  January. 

Mrs.    Belle   Paxton   Drury    has   the   deepest 
sympathy    of   her   alumna   sisters    in  the  loss  of 
her  husband,  Charles  J.  Drury,  who  died  at  their 
honie  in  Orleans,  111.,  February  17th. 
e     e     e 

COLLEGE  NOTES. 

Miss  Lettie  Wood,  of  Waverly,  was  enter- 
tained at  the  College  by  Emma  Burnett,  Febru- 
ar}^  17th. 

Lillian  Hart  visited  with  the  Misses  Dobyne, 
at  St.  Louis,  February  10th  and  11th,  and  spent 
the  following-  Sunday  and  Monday  at  her  home 
in  Auburn. 

Among-  the  young-  ladies  from  the  College 
who  attended  the  state  convention  of  the  Young- 
Woman's  Christian  Association  held  at  Bloom- 
ing-ton, were  Misses  Tanner,  Adams,  Mabel 
Helm,  Capps  and  Dudley,  accompanied  by  Miss 
Gilchrist  and  Miss  Dickson. 

Martha  Nicholl  spent  February  17th  and  18th 
at  her  home  at  Springfield,  111. 

Leah  Mcllvaine,  one  of  last  year's  graduates, 
and  now  a  student  at  the  Art  Institute  in  Chi- 
cago, was  the  guest  of  Miss  Blackburn  February 
17th  and  18th. 

Mary  Woody  and  Hedwig  Wildi  visited  friends 
at  East  St.  Louis  February  9th  and  10th. 

Mrs.  Nicoli.  of  Clinton,  spent  a  few  days 
during  the  first  week  of  this  month  with  her 
daughter,  Grace. 

Sada  Vertrees,  '99,  surprised  her  friends  by 
a  visit  February  7th. 

The  students  in  Senior  Literature  are  an  un- 
usually precocious  class.  Almost  daily  they  daz- 
zle their  preceptress  by  a  display  of  some 
remarkable  instance  of  intelligence.  During-  the 
course  of  an  exceeding-ly  brilliant  recitation  re- 
cently, one  of  the  class  informed  her  listeners 
that  Sophocles,. in  one  of  his  trag-edies,  compared 
the  character  ot  Antig-one  with  Joan  of  Arc. 
This  startling-  statement  can  only  be  accounted 
for  by  supposing-  that  Sophocles  must  have  been 
precocious,  too. 

There  are  some  people  who  wish  their  room- 
mates wouldn't  fall  down  stairs.  It's  mighty 
hard  on  your  reputation  as  a  peaceable  member 
of  the  community  to  have  your  help- meet  g-oing 
about  looking  so  battered  up. 


|o 


College   Greetings. 


"The  class  were  discussing  Shakespeare's 
trag'edy.  King'  Lear:  "And  what  makes  j'ou 
think  the  steward  Oswald  was  a  wicked  charac- 
ter?" "Why,  he  committed  suicide — he  killed 
Edgar." 

Corinne  Musgrove  spent  three  days  of  this 
month  at  her  home  in  Mechanicsburg. 

Dr.  Harker  and  his  daughter,  Maude,  re- 
turned home,  February  20th,  from  a  delightful 
southern  trip  to  Citrouelle,  Ala.,  Mobile  and  other 

points. 

e     ®      e 

WASHINGTON'S  BIRTHDAY. 


In  the  celebration  of  the  22d,  there  was  a 
departure  from  the  usual  conventional  exercises, 
consisting"  of  essays  and  songs,  and  a  "Panorama 
of  the  First  Critical  Period  of  American  History"' 
was  given  by  the  students.  The  prog'ram  was  as 
follows: 

Song — America. 

Prayer. 

First  Continental  Congress        -       -        Sept.,  1774 

Survey  of  the  Situation. 

Second  Continental  Congress  -  ■        May,  1775 

First  Session. 

Preparations  for  War. 

Second  Continental  Congress  -  July,  1776 

Later  Session. 

Declaration  of  Independence. 

Constitutional  Convention         -         -        Sept.  1787 
Formation  of  Government. 

Inauguration  of  Washing'ton       -       April  30,  1789 

At  ten  o'clock,  the  venerable  gentlemen  beg'an 
to  file  in,  resplendent  in  their  powdered  wigs, 
swallow-tail  coats,  frills  and  cravats.  When  the 
meeting  had  come  to  order,  a  permanent  presi- 
dent of  the  congress  was  elected,  and  the  body 
proceeded  immediately  to  business.  The  preca- 
rious state  of  affairs  was  dwelt  upon,  and  a  peti- 
tion for  redress  of  grievances  was  accordingly 
drawn  up  and  forwarded  to  England.  A  declara- 
tion of  rights  was  ne.xt  presented  and  accepted 
by  the  delegates  with  loud  applause. 

During'  the  prog'ress  of  the  Second  Conti- 
nental Cong'ress,  it  was  evident,  from  the  spirit 
displayed  and  the  sentiments  expressed,  that 
affairs  were  working  up  to  a  crisis.  A  call  for 
20,000  volunteers  was  issued;  ¥3,000,000  was  ap- 
propriated for  their  equipment,  and  the  appoint- 
ment of  their  illustrious  commander-in-chief  was 


made.  Several  fiery  speeches  were  delivered 
by  the  zealous  patriots,  among  which  were  the 
world-famous  words  of  Patrick  Henry,  "Give  me 
libertj%  or  give  me  death!" 

At  the  later  session  of  the  Second  Continental 
Congress,  the  excitement  had  reached  its  height. 
It  was  with  difficulty  that  the  president  called 
the  body  to  order.  There  were  hot  discussions, 
with  agitated  looks  and  gestures  on  every  hand. 
During  the  course  of  the  meeting,  the  Declara- 
tion of  Independence  was  finally  drawn  up  and 
read  before  the  assembly. 

At  the  Constitutional  Convention,  supposed 
to  be  held  eleven  .years  later,  the  illustrious  gen- 
tlemen had  again  regained  their  composure,  and 
the  meeting  was  characterized  by  dignit}'  and 
deliberation.  This  convention  was  presided  over 
by  the  august  person  of  Washington  himself, 
and  during  its  progress  the  form  of  government 
for  the  United  States  was  finalU'  determined 
upon. 

At  his  inauguration,  Washiflg'ton  was  re- 
ceived with  lusty  cheers  and  much  waving  of 
cocked  hats  and  handkerchiefs.  He  was' solemn- 
ly installed  into  office  by  Chancellor  Livingston, 
after  which  there  was  prolonged  uproar  and  ap- 
plause. Gradually  the  patriots  began  to  dis- 
band, and  their  audience  came  back  with  a  start 
to  the  realities  of  the  twentieth  century.  Every 
one  present  declared  that  during  the  whole 
course  of  the  exercises  they  had  trulj'  lived  away 
back  in  those  stirring  old  times,  and  the  men  in 
the  audience  confessed  that  they  felt  as  if  they 
"wanted  to  fight." 

The  program  stated: 

"The  Inaugural  Reception  will  be  given  in 
this  building-  tonight  at  candlelight. 

The  committee  on  arrang'ements  regrets  that 
invitations  to  this  function  are  limited." 

To  the  select  number  who  were  fortunate 
enough  to  be  present  this  affair  was  a  rare  en- 
joyment indeed.  Many  of  the  prominent  g'entle- 
men  who  figured  in  the  morning's  assemblies 
were  present,  accompanied  by  their  quaintly- 
gowned  dames.  The  throng  of  guests  presented 
a  very  brilliant  sight:  cocked  hats,  powdered 
curls,  rouged  cheeks,  plaster  patches,  lace  frills, 
dainty  fischus— all  contributed  to  the  quaintuess 
and  elegance  of  tlie  scene.  Music  and  recitations 
were  given  by  the  talented  ones  of  the  company, 
and  at  nine-thirt}',  laudably  faithful  to  the  olden 
belief  in  early  hours,  all  withdrew  with  much  os- 
tentatious ceremonv  and  dignified  hand-shaking-. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


LI 


Vol.  IV 


Jacksonville,  III.,  Mahcil  1901. 


No.  r. 


LITERARY. 


ss:^®'©^^^^ 


WENDELL    PHILLIPS    AND    THE 
ANTI-SLAVERY  QUESTION. 


ITA  v/:thee. 


A  mysterious  Providence  liad  broug'ht  to- 
getlier  two  races  from  diflferent  portions  of  tlie 
globe,  and  placed  them  together  in  nearly  equal 
numbers  in  the  southern  portion  of  the  United 
States.  Experience  had  taught  them  that  the 
existing"  relation  with  each  other  secured  their, 
peace  and  happiness.  No  doubt,  at  first,  tiie  vast 
majority  of  the  North  was  opposed  to  slavery, 
while  the  South  was  strongly  in  favor  of  it.  How- 
ever, the  contest  between  the  two  sections  did 
not  really  beg'in  in  earnest  until  in  1818,  when 
Missouri  asked  for  an  "enabling-  act."  Then  the 
question  was,  "Shall  she  be  admitted  as  a  slave 
or  as  a  free  state?"  After  a  two  years'  contest, 
Missouri  came  in  with  slaverj',  when  the  system 
was  excluded  north  of  the  latitude  of  36  degrees, 
30  minutes.  This  contest  opened  the  eyes  of  the 
South  SC'  that  it  never  slumbered  again;  the 
North  was  only  momentarily  awakened.  Then 
was  the  way  opened  for  the  abolitionist  arid  the 
abolition  society.  Garris'on's  announcement  that 
"slavery  is  a  sin"  and  "the  constitution  a  cove- 
nant with  death  and  a  league  with  hell,"  marked 
the  beginning-  of  a  new  epoch  in  the  history  of 
the  nation.  The  South  soon  recognized  the  new 
force  at  work  and  demanded  its  suppression.  In 
1860,  the  South  had  become  a  unit  practically  in 
the  belief  that  the  system  was  a  "positive  good.'' 
But  in  the  North,  the  people  had  been  educated 
by  the  press,  the  pulpit,  literature,  and  the  thea- 
tre to  hold  the  system  to  be  wrong-  socially,  polit- 
ically and  morally.  Each  section  also  believed 
the  other  to  be  the  aggressor.  The  final  result 
of  these  two  contradictory  faiths,  living  in  the 
same  house,  could  end  only  in  one  way — civil  war. 

While  the  Union  was  a  house  divided  ag-ainst 
itself  and  the  danger  of  the  conflicting-  parties 
was  growing-  momentarily  stronger,  one  who  had 


a  message  to  announce,  appeared.  This  was 
none  other  than  Wendell  Phillips,  of  Boston. 
But  what  was  there  in  his  nature  that  bade  him 
forsake  the  principles  of  his  colleagues  and  the 
social  position  which  he  had  inherited?  for,  as 
we  all  knov\',  Wendell  Phillips  belonged  to  one  of 
the  wealthiest  families  of  the  Massachusetts  me- 
tropolis. In  his  early  yearfe,  he  was  given  wise 
discipline,  judicious  counsel  and  religious  train- 
ing; to  his  father  he  was  indebted  for  those  les- 
sons of  self-dependence  which  he  practiced  inva- 
riably in  after  life.  This  wise  father  made  as  a 
rule  for  all  his  children,  "Ask  no  man  to  do  for 
you  anything  which  you  are  not  willing  and  able 
to  do  for  yourself."  To  his  mother,  who  never 
wearied  in  searching  the  Scriptures,  and  who  be- 
lieved in  the  value  of  early  religious  impressions, 
he  owed  that  simplicity,  earnest  sincerity  and 
remarkable  disposition  to  stand  by  the  right, 
which  afterward  was  developed  with  such  force 
that  it  produced  marvellous  effects.  Phillips' 
oratory  began  at  the  age  of  five.  He  used  to  con- 
tent himself  by  preaching  to  an  audience  of 
ohairs,'  which  proved  less  responsive  listeners 
than  his  hearers  of  after  years.  When  asked  by 
his  father  if  he  did  not  get  tired  of  those  daily 
sermons,  he  answered:  "No,  papa;  I  don't  get 
tired,  but  it's  rather  hard  on  the  chairs."  He 
had  the  beauty  of  a  Greek  Apollo  in  face  and 
figure.  It  has  been  said  that  "an  artist  lacking 
a  model  might  have  copied  his  figure  exactly,  and 
every  one  would  have  received  it  as  the  statue  of 
the  Greek  Apollo."  In  the  Latin  school,  he  was 
quiet  and  studious,  and  in  Harvard  University, 
he  was  a  member  of  the  most  exclusive  clubs, 
which  sugg-ested  the  Cavalier  spirit  rather  than 
the  Puritan.  He  was  a  recognized  leader  of  the 
aristocracy,  with  scarcely  a  touch  of  democracy, 
and  it  seems  almost  impossible  that  he  should 
have  become  the  saviour  of  an  oppressed  and 
down-trodden  people.  It  seems  strange,  also, 
that  his  first  speech  in  college  should  have  been 
against  the  formation  of  a  temperance  society, 
and  that  he  should  afterwards  have  become  one 
of  the  strongest  adherents  of  temperance.  After 
graduating-  from  the  law  school,  he  was  admitted 
to  the  bar,  swearing  to    support   the  constitution 


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COLLEOE  Greetings. 


of  the  United  States.  Back  of  Wendell  Phillips 
was  a  family  that  boasted  of  four  hundred  years 
of  aristocracy — notonlj  the  aristocracy  of  wealth, 
but  the  aristocracy  of  intellect.  On  all  sides,  he 
was  surrounded  by  the  most  inspiring-  and  up- 
lifting' influences.  Boston,  in  itself,  was  a  liberal 
education  to  a  thinking  boy.  He  breathed  the 
historic  atmosphere  of  the  place  and  loved  the 
spots  that  were  the  landmarks  of  independent 
action.  So  with  his  power  of  intellect,  his  abil- 
ity to  weig-h  the  wrigiit  and  wrong  of  presented 
problems,  and  a  heart  loj-al  to  the  best  interests 
of  his  country — he  met  the  slavery  question, 
solved  it  personally,  and  then  gave  his  message 
to  the  people. 

The  mob  which  sought  to  hang  William 
Lloyd  Garrison  gave  Wendell  Phillips  unreserv- 
edly to  the  cause  of  abolition.  He  saw  Mr.  Gar- 
rison dragg'ed  throiigii  tlie  streets  of  Boston  with 
a  rope  about  his  neck.  He  asked  what  was  the 
matter  with  this  man,  and  when  the  reply  was 
given  that  he  was  an  anti-slavery  leader,  he  said, 
"Why  don't  you  call  out  the  cadets  and  put  down 
the  mob?"  The  man  turned  round  and  answered 
that  it  was  the  cadets  who  were  ti'ving-  to  ha-ng' 
him.  The  next  day,  Wendell  Phillips  withdrew 
his  oath  to  the  constitution.  Not  long-  after  this 
incident,  Klijah  Lovejoy,  who  had  come  to  Illi- 
nois and  started  an  anti-slavery  paper,  had  his 
press  thrown  into  the  Mississippi  river.  He  pur- 
chased another,  and  that  was  destroyed.  He  got 
a  third  one,  and  said  he  and  his  friends  would 
defend  that  at  the  risk  of  their  lives.  Soon  a 
mob  came  and  demanded  the  press,  and  as  they 
did  not  get  it,  set  the  house  on  fire.  Lovejo}' 
Aent  out  on  the  roof  and  again  warned  them, 
and  there,  amid  the  blazing-  conflagration,  he 
was  shot.  The  story  of  this  outrage  went  over 
the  countr}'  on  the  wings  of  the  wind.  Many 
meeting-s  were  held  in  defence  of  free  speech  and 
free  press.  One  was  held  in  Faueuil  Hall  in  de- 
fence of  free  speech  and  in  opposition  to  slavery. 
Several  men  spoke  "much  about  free  speech,  but 
very  gingerly  about  slavery."  It  seemed  that 
most  of  the  crowded  audience  was  of  one  opin- 
ion. Suddenly,  James  T.  Austin  arose  in  the 
gallery  and  said  he  was  glad  Lovejoy  was  shot; 
that  he  died  as  he  deserved  to  die,  and  that  the 
one  who  shot  him  deserved  great  praise.  A  young- 
man  was  seen  making  his  way  through  the  crowd. 
There  was  a  certain  "freemasonry"  which  made 
people  think  that  he  would  not  side  with  Austin. 
W^endell  Phillips  began.     His   voice    was    music. 


As  he  went  on  with  his  vivid  description,  the  en- 
tire scene  was  brought  before  their  minds  and 
caused  much  excitement.  Ha  had  made  his  first 
appearance  as  an  anti-slavery  reformer.  He 
foretold  the  end  of  slaverv.  He  pictured  what  it 
would  be  if  it  were  allowed  to  grow.  Evervbody 
was  spellbound.  Everybody  said,  "Who  is  this 
young  man?"  He  went  out  witli  the  reputation 
of  having-  made  the  greatest  speech  ever  heard 
in  the  citj'  of  Boston. 

Wendell  Phillips  was  a  married  man  on  that 
day  when  he  made  his  first  appearance  in  Eaneuil 
Hall.  His  wife  was  of  his  own  station — well  edu- 
cated and  wealthy — having-  nothing  to  ask  for 
but  health.  He  had  seen  her  only  two  or  three 
times,  and  had  made  up  his  mind  if  he  ever  mar- 
ried tiny  one,  she  should  be  his  wife.  As  she  was 
in  delicate  health,  she  was  always  surrounded  by  f\ 

friends,  at  the  lunne  of  her  guardian.  On  one 
occasion,  when  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Chapman,  were  out 
of  town,  Wendell  Phillips  called  at  the  house  and 
asked  to  be  show.n  to  Miss  Green's  parlor.  When 
lie  was  admitted,  he  made  this  beloved  woman 
the  offer  of  his  hand  and  heart  and  the  future 
devotion  of  his  life.  She  refused  him,  saying-  she 
would  never  marry  an}'  one,  for  she  was  an  in- 
valid, and  would  allow  no  one  to  share  her  suf- 
ferings. "Oh,"  said  Phillips,  ••marr\-  me.  and 
you  shall  have  a  larger  world  than  that.  I  will 
bring-  everything-  into  your  chamber;  every  gift 
of  fruit  and  flowers.  I  will  bring-  music  and  ora- 
tory and  wonderful  books.  You  can  have  no 
vigils  of  pain.  I  can  talk,  I  can  read,  I  can  charm 
the  pain  away."  She  finally  promised  him  that 
if  she  improved  in   health,    and    ever    1houg-ht  of  - 

marrying-,  she  would   let    him    know.     The    next  Q 

day  he  came  again,  and  talked  the  years  into 
months,  the  months  into  days,  the  days  into 
hours,  and  the}^  were  married.  He  took  his  wife 
abroad  for  a  year,  visiting-  all  summer  resorts, 
trying  to  bring  back  her  health.  She  came  home 
feeling-  a  little  better,  but  remained  an  invalid  for 
life.  It  was  tenderness  to  her  that  g'ave  added 
tenderness  and  pathos  to  his  pleas  for  the  suffer- 
ing slave.  Humanit}'  was  the  burden  of  all  his 
messages. 

This  is  one  of  the  strang'est  cases  recorded 
in  history;  a  young-  man  full  of  high  aspirations 
and  dreams,  a  university  graduate,  and  onh' 
twenty  3'ears  of  ag'e,  throwing-  life  and  soul  into 
a  cause  that  seemed  to  ostracize  him  from  society 
and  alienate  him  from  friends.  It  was  the 
divine  speaking  through  the  human   when   he  de- 


CoivLEQE   Greetings. 


voted  himself  to  this  unpopular  cause.  He 
descended  not  only  to  the  level  of  the  common 
people,  but  lower  still  than  that;  he  took  his 
stand  with  the  black  slave  of  the  South.  There 
he  stood  calmly  and  steadfastly,  and  looking;  up 
to  the  American  government,  to  society  and  to 
the  church,  he  said,  "I  stand  by  this  black  slave. 
His  cause  and  mine  are  one.  Whatsoever  ye  do 
to  him,  ye  do  unto  me."  Have  you  ever  read  of 
such  an  instance?  There  is  but  one  in  all  his- 
tory, and  that  is  the  story  of  the  man  who  for 
our  sakes,  when  He  was  rich,  became  poor,  that 
we,  through  His  poverty,  might  be  made  rich. 
Wendell  Phillips  endured  the  severest  treatment 
possible  throug'hout  the  strug-gle;  yet,  he  stood 
resolute  as  a  rock.  All  others  have  excuses  for 
themselves;  he  had  none.  In  one  speech,  deliv- 
ered in  Cincinnati,  it  seemed  that  all  the  people 
were  loaded  with  eggs.  As  he  sat  there  on  the 
platform,  they  hit  him  in  the  forehead,  on  the 
cheek  and  in  the  mouth.  He  would  take  out  his 
handkerchief  and  wipe  his  face;  as  he  dropped  it 
to  the  floor,  some  one  handed  him  another,  and 
finally  he  had  a  great  pile  before  him,  yellow  with 
eg"g'.  At  last,  some  of  the  people  who  sat  near 
him  began  to  put  their  handkerchiefs  to  their 
nostrils.  He  saw  them  and  said,  "Don't  let  your 
imagination  mislead  you;  it  is  the  spring"  of  the 
year,  and  the  eggs  are  all  fresh."  Such  was  the 
calmness  with  which  he  met  all  rebuffs.  His 
speeches,  '  'Can  Abolitionists  Vote  or  Hold  Office?" 
"Defence  of  the  Anti-Slavery  Movement,"  and 
"Review  of  Webster's  Seventh  of  March  Speech," 
were  especially  received  with  approbation  by  the 
followers  of  his  doctrines,  but  with  bitter  cou- 
demuatiou  by  all  persons  opposed  to  his  princi- 
ples. 

At  last,  the  war  ended.  Phillips  came 
through  the  struggle  alive  but  worn;  yet,  here 
his  labors  did  not  cease.  Then  his  S3'mpathies 
were  turned  toward  the  cause  of  woman.  From 
tills  time  on,  he  uid  little  public  speaking  except 
when  sent  for  to  deliver  an  address  on  reform. 
The  women  of  Boston  had  raised  twenty  thousand 
dollars  for  a  colossal  statue  of  Harriett  Martineau. 
She  was  a  persistent  friend  all  through  the  anti- 
slavery  struggle.  In  the  Old  South  Church  they 
wished  to  have  the  statue  placed  for  a  while,  that 
the  people  might  learn  to  venerate  it.  Wendell 
Phillips  was  asked  to  deliver  the  address  on  the 
day  set  a  side  for  unveiling"  the  statute.  He  warned 
the  people  to  stand  by  the  Republic,  for,  he  said, 
"She  is  to  live,  not  to  die.     Although  our  country 


will  go  through  stormy  seas,  be  disciplined  by 
disaster,  perhaps  by  the  red  sword  of  war,  she  is 
yet  to  be  the  great  Messiah  of  nations."  A 
friend  said  to  him,  as  he  was  conducted  to  the 
ante-room,  "You  do  not  know  what  wise  counsel 
and  heavenly  wisdom  you  have  displayed  to-day. 
Don't  let  another  year  pass  without  3'our  public 
speech."  He  said,  very  solemnly,  "My  dear 
friend,  my  health  is  fast  failing;  I  have  made  my 
last  speech  to-day.  I  shall  never  make  another." 
Within  seven  weeks  he  lay  dead  in  his  house,  and 
the  city  of  Boston,  which  had  done  its  utmost  to 
ostracize  him,  tolled  the  bells  and  draped  the 
Ijuildings  in  black.  They  could  not  hold  a  pub- 
lic funeral  on  account  of  the  lingering  illness  of 
Mrs.  Phillips.  They  took  his  body  to  Hollis 
Street  Church,  and  the  people  were  admitted  by 
ticket.  After  the  carriages  were  at  the  door, 
there  came  a  great  "unwashed  crowd,"  six 
thousand  strong,  tjiat  stretched  from  curbstone 
to  curbstone.  The  body  lay  in  state  in  Faneuil 
Hall  for  several  hours,  and  sixteen  thousand,  by 
actual  count,  passed  by  it.  He  was  instructor  to 
thousands  of  young  people.  "They  learned  from 
liim  to  put  all  they  had  and  all  they  were  and  all 
tliey  hoped  to  be  at  the  service  of  the  world,  even 
as  the  great  Master  would  demand." 

The  people  of  Boston  never  tire  of  honoring 
his  memory.  In  the  business  part  of  the  city  is 
a  tablet,  which  bears  the  following  inscription; 
"Here  Wendell  Phillips  resided  during  forty 
years  devoted  by  him  to  secure  the  abolition  of 
African  slavery  in  this  country.  The  charms  of 
home,  the  enjoyment  of  wealth  and  learning, 
even  the  kindly  recognition  of  his  fellow  citizens, 
were  by  him  accounted  as  naught  compared  with 
duty.  He  lived  to  see  justice  triumphant,  free- 
dom universal,  and  to  receive  the  tardy  praises 
of  his  opponents.  The  blessings  of  the  poor, 
the  friendless  and  the  oppressed,  enriched  him." 
This  tablet  was  erected  hj  order  of  the  City 
Council  of  Boston.  Could  there  be  a  nobler 
tribute  than  this  paid  to  any  man?  "  Could  there 
be  a  nobler  life  than  that  which  could  make  a 
man  deserving  of  such  a  tribute?  Last  March, 
the  "Wendell  Phillips  Memorial  Association"  of 
Boston,  placed  in  the  magnificent  new  Public 
Library  of  that  city  a  bronze  bust  of  Wendell 
Phillips,  and  it  was  right  that  the  bust  of  so 
noble  a  man  should  have  a  place  in  so  noble  a 
building".  One  of  the  speakers  said,  at  the  cere- 
mony of  placing  the  bust  in  the  library:  "We 
are  met  here  to  set  up  in  his  native  cit3'  a  memo- 
rial to  one  of  those  rare   personages   who   make 


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COLLEOE  Greetings. 


illustrious  the  place  where  they  are  born,  who 
illuminate  the  pathway  of  peoples,  who  lift  up 
nations  to  a  loftier  view  and  quicken  them  with 
a  nobler  aspiration,  and  who  do  thereby  make 
the  world  better  for  their  having'  lived  in  it.  Such 
a  man  was  Wendell  Phillips,  in  whose  name  we 
are  g^athered,  and  may  the  word  spoken  in  this 
hour  be  a  tribute  worthy  of  him.  Wendell  Phil- 
lips was  born  into  the  purple,  of  one  of  the  best 
families  of  New  England,  of  whom  it  was  truly 
said,  ''God  sifted  a  whole  nation  that  he  mig'lit 
send  choice  seed  wheat  into  the  wilderness,"  and 
from  among'the  finest  of  that  "choice  seed  wheat" 
he  sprang'.  Wendell  Phillips  spent  forty  of  the 
best  years  of  his  life  contending-  for  the  right  in 
the  face  of  popular  sentiment.  He  lived  to  see 
some  of  his  foes  become  his  warmest  friends,  and 
the  tears  of  a  nation  flowed  when  he  died.  He 
was  one  of  the  most  eloquent  orators  America 
has  ever  known,  and  his  voice  was  always  uplift- 
ed for  the  rig-ht.  There  are  men  and  women  who 
are  living-  better  lives  because  of  the  g-ood  life 
lived  by  this  man.  The  tablet  with  which  his 
native  city  sought  to  honor  him  is  a  source  of 
help  and  of  inspiration  to  many  who  pass  by  it 
going  to  and  from  work.  It  is  an  appeal  to  them 
to  live  good  and  lielpful  lives,  and  to  trample 
under  foot  all  that  tends  to  make  them  self-cen- 
tred and  unmindful  of  their  Anty  to  the  poor,  the 
friendless  and  the  oppressed.  : 'There  can  be  no 
better  thing-  said  of  a  man  than  that  he  lived  for 
God  and  his  fellow-men:  and  if  the  fact  of  his 
having-  done  so  is  not  recorded  on  a  public  monu- 
ment or  tablet,  it  is  certain  that  it  is  recorded  in 
the  hearts  of  those  he  has  helped  and  in  the  book 
of  our  Lord's  remembrance." 
see 

AS    SEEN    BY  THE    SPECTATOR. 


(WRITTKX   IN   THE   STYLE   OF  ADDISON.) 

THE  SIDE-WALKS  AND  THEIR  OCCUPANTS. 


JSCH.    '02. 


"Men  that  stumble  on  the  threshold 
Are  well  foretold  that  dang-er  lurks  within." 
— Shakespeare. 
As  I  was  yesterday  walking-  with  my  friend, 
we  turned  our  conversation    upon    the    sidewalks 
of  Jacksonville  and  their  occupants. 

The  walks  of  this  city  are  in  a  terrible  con- 
dition, and  have  been  so  for  above  these  ten 
years.     The  bricks  are  out  in  part   of  the   pave- 


ment, while  in  the  plank  walks  some  of  the 
boards  are  missing-  and  nails  are  projecting-, 
thereby  causing  passers-by  no  little  inconvenience 
by  trampling-  upon  them,  stumbling-  over  them,  or 
rending-  costly  apparel  on  their  rusty  points. 

As  we  went  on,  we  came  to  a  cement  walk 
several  yards  long-.  This,  while  seeming-  to  be 
in  very  g-ood  repair,  is  covered  with  dirt  so  thick 
that  the  orig-inal  material  is  very  nearly  obscured. 
From  all  appearances.  I  was  of  the  opinion  it  had 
not  been  swept  for  above  these  four  weeks. 

As  the  walks  are  in  such  poor  condition,  we 
set  about  thinking-  of  plans  which  would  be  for 
their  improvement. 

My  friend,  who,  being  an  oid  man  and  much 
put  out  with  this  seeming-  lack  of  public  courtesy 
in  the  matter  of  providing-    suitable    walks,  upon  _^ 

being-  questioned  as   to   his    opinion,    calmly   re-  P_l 

sponded  that  a  few  new  bricks  put  in  where  the 
old  ones  were  out  might  help  to  level  the  walk, 
and  thus  prevent  the  water  from  standing  in  the 
middle  of  the  pavement,  and  that  the  rusty  nails 
taken  out  of  the  boards  might  prevent  some  one 
from  a  case  of  lock-jaw. 

Whilst  we  were  thus  indulging  in  this  con- 
versation, our  attention  was  arrested  by  a  female 
coming-  down  the  street;  and  we  were  at  once  im- 
pressed that  the  improper  things  committed  in 
the  conduct  of  our  lives  we  are  led  into  by  force 
of  habit. 

The  g-ay  female  was  chewing-  gum  and  at- 
tracting- the  attention  of  the  passers-by,  either 
by  her  loud,  boisterous  manner  or  her  g-ay  attire. 

The  condition  of  this  city's  walks  requires 
the  wearing- of  short  skirts,  but  I  was    impressed  xse 

with  the  old  saying    "that  a  skirt  should  be  held  \j^ 

or  worn  slightly  above  two  feet,"  when  I  noticed 
the  skirt  of  the  aforesaid  female,  with  an  ap- 
pendage about  four  feet  long,  sweeping-  the  side- 
walks, and  thus  serving  as  the  best  possible 
means  of  gathering  up  germs,  distributing 
grippe,  consumption  and  other  diseases  offensive 
to  the  human  system. 

The  person  in  question  came  to  a  sudden 
halt,  as  a  nail  projecting  from  the  walk  called 
her  attention  to  a  large  rent  made  in  the  skirt. 

As  we  were  witnessing  this  scene,  1  heard  a 
scream,  and  turning  myself  around,  I  saw,  a  lit- 
tle ways  down  the  street,  a  small  boy  lying  face 
downward  on  the  side-walk.  Upon  my  going  to 
him,  I  discovered  that  he  had  caught  his  foot  iu 
a  larg-e  hole  in  the  walk,  and  the  result  was  a 
broken  limb. 


College   Greetings. 


After  witnessing-  several  more  distressing- 
scenes  and  listening  .to  my  friend's  reproaches 
upon  the  citizens  for  their  neglected  duties,  we 
turned  and  strolled  into  the  coffee  house,-  where 
the  conversation  naturally  fell  upon  city  govern- 
ment, and  my  friend,  being-  especially  attracted 
to  this  subject,  talked  with  no  small  show  of  en- 
thusiasm. In  fact.  I  could  see  the  g-ood  effect 
produced  by  these  recent  illustrations  of  thoug'ht- 
lessness  or  neglect. 

a     e     e> 

OVER-WORK  OR  OVER-EDUCATION 
OF  CHILDREN. 


ROBERTS,    '01. 


" Ut  sit  i7icns  S(t>ict  in  corpora  sano." — Juvenal 
Sat.  X.  356. 

It  is  my  purpose,  in  this  paper,  to  bring-  out 
the  evils  arising  from  the  over-education  of  chil- 
dren. For  I  have  observed  that  a  g-reat  number 
of  the  children  of  the  present  day  are  being-  sent 
to  school  when  their  minds  are  not  ready  to  take 
up  strenuous  tasks. 

The  fault,  I  believe,  is  in  the  over-anxious- 
ness  of  mothers  to  see  their  children  "trained." 
In  fact,  the  present  system  of  education  does  not 
so  often  tend  toward  he.althful  conditions  as  to- 
ward physical  frailties. 

Children  starting-  to  school  at  five  or  six 
years  are  trying-  -to  carry  the  work  belong-iug-  to 
those  at  least  three  years  their  seniors.  In  order 
to  do  this,  they  work  during-  the  school  hours,  at 
recreation  periods,  and  even  late  at  nig-ht;  conse- 
quently, they  lose  all  the  pleasures  of  early  child- 
hood and  the  natural  bloom  of  health.  This 
rigor,  so-called  accomplishment,  allows  no  time 
for  the  sports  which  children  naturally  take  to. 

I  know  no  evil  under  the  sun  greater  than 
the  temptations  set  forth  to  induce  children  to 
study  all  the  time  to  obtain  prizes,  medals, 
badges,  or,  perhaps,  a  coveted  flourish  in  the 
newspapers.  For  this  extra  work,  pupils  may 
be  seen  carrying  home  more  books  than  the  an- 
cients ever  heard  of;  in  short,  spending-  the  happy 
hours  of  childhood  in  over-work,  with  toQ  little 
bodily  exercise. 

Upon  thinkin.o-  over  this  question  of  over- 
education,  several  writers  have  expressed  various 
opinions  on  the  subject,  thinking-  that  too  many 
fads  have  been  introduced  into  our  study  courses; 
as  one  says,  "even  in  the  fields,  the  butterflv  and 
tree-toad  are  turned  into  stud}%  and  the  g;rass- 
hoppers   are  torn   to   pieces   to   be   instructive." 


Although  these  writers  believe  in  this  study, 
their  objections  lie  in  carrying  the  subject  too 
far.  Tlie  child  must  learn  the  scientific  name  for 
each  part  of  tlie  flower,  or  the  animal,  and  the 
real  joy  of  nature-study  is  taken  away. 

Moreover,  tliey  say,  an  effort  is  continually 
being- made  to  make  !texts,  in  common  use,  as 
difficult  as  possible  by  introducing-  such  multi- 
plicity of  references  that  the  ordinary  youth  be- 
comes, of  necessity,  round-shouldered  by  bending- 
over  the  time-worn  pages  of  his  ancestors.  And 
this  is  the  source  of  most  of  the  ill  health  in 
children  of  the  present  day. 

The  merciless  ambition  of  some  parents 
causes  them  to  start  their  children  at  a  very  earl}' 
age  that  they  may  "get  a  diploma"  at  an  early 
ag-e.  Such  parents  should  give  heed  to  the  well- 
known  maxim,   "A  sound  mind  in  a  sound  body." 

One  writer  says  that  the  "happy  valley  of 
childhood  is  narrow;  why  try  to  make  it  shorter?" 
Some  years  agone.  a  ph3'sician  of  Boston  sent  in 
a  solemn  protest  ag^aiust  the  ruinous  manner  by 
which  children  are  being-  over-educated,  or  over- 
worked in  the  schools.  The  writers  on  this  sub- 
ject do  in  no  manner  undervalue  education,  but 
are  only  thus  particular  upon  this  subject  by 
reason  of  having  seen  the  results. 
e>      e      3 

EXTRAVAGANCE. 


"Extravagance,  the  rich  man's  pitfall." — 
Tupper;   Proverbial  Phil,  of  Society. 

Having-  considered  the  good  aud  bad  qualities 
of  the  American  people,  it  is  my  opinion  that  for 
the  most  part,  extravag-ance  is  one  of  their  chief 
characteristics.  This  is  especially  true  in  regard 
to  eating.  It  is  my  opinion  that  this  may  largely 
be  accounted  for  b\  the  abundance  of  vegetation, 
in  comparison  with  the  small  population  of  the 
country.  This  great  abundance  has  tended  to 
make  the  people  pa\'  more  attention  to  the  g-ath- 
ering  of  surplus  than  to  the  accumulation  of 
praiseworthy  thoughts  and  deeds,  even  thoug-h 
they  may  often  be  entirely  unconscious  of  the 
fact. 

In  g-eneral,  the  table  of  every  man,  to  what- 
ever rank  of  socie.ty  he  may  belong-,  is  loaded 
with  various  tempting-  dishes,  so  that  every  one 
present  may  be  supplied,  .with  whatever  is  espe- 
cially pleasing  to  his  sense  of  taste,  aud  if  his 
appetite  be  sharpened  hs  bodily  exercise,  he  is 
likely  to  become  intemperate,  and  cause  many  of 
those  ills  which  flesh  is  heir  to.  In  addition  to 
this,  there  is  more  or  less  waste  each  meal.  It 
is  not  only  the  wealthy,  and  people  in  easy  cir- 
cumstances, who  are  thus  extravag-ant,  but  I 
have  observed    that   families   of   meagre   means, 


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One  fails  to  realize  how  large  the  number  of  resident 
alumnae  has  grown  to  be  until  a  glance  at  the  list  in  the  new 
alumnae  catalogue  discloses  the  fact  that  we  number  150  or 
thereabouts.  It  is  most  earnestly  hoped  that  as  many  of  this 
number  as  possible  will  be  in  attendance  upon  the  reception 
given  in  honor  of  the  resident  alumnae  at  the  College,  Satur- 
day afternoon,  March  30th,  from  three  to  five  o'clock. 

The  object  of  this  gathering  is  two-told.  One  is  that  the 
Qieetiug  together  of  the  members  from  the  various  classes 
shall  give  pleasure  and  promote  friendliness.  The  other  is  that 
we  may  informally  discuss  some  matters  to  which  the  presi- 
dent of  the  association  directs  our  thoughts  in  the  following: 

TO   ALUMN.*:. 

Have  you  a  copy  of  the  new  By-Laws  of  the  Alumnae 
Association?    If  not,  send  your  name  and  receive  a  copy. 

Do  you  know  any  person,  not  an  alumna  ofl.  W.  C.who 
has  been  in  attendance  in  any  department  of  the  Illinois 
Woman's  College  for  a  period  of  not  less  than  two  years?  If 
It  has  been  four  years  since  such  resident  study,  she  is  eligi- 
ble to  election  as  an  associate  member  of  the  Association,  and 
the  General  Secretary  would  like  to  have  her  name  and  ad- 
dress. 

Do  you  know  the  plan  for  class  reunions?  Here  it  is: 
Each  year,  the  classes  especially  of  one  year  before,  of  Ave 
years  before,  of  ten  years,  twenty  years,  thirty  years  and  so 
on,  are  invited  back  tor  reunions  at  commencement  time.  But 
all  classes  are  encouraged  to  have  reunions  at  any  other  time 
if  they  so  desire.  Provision  is  made  in  the  College  Home  tor  I 
all  who  come.  Let  us  have  at  this  commencement  time  re- 
unions as  full  as  possible  of  the  classes  of  19U0,  '9a  '91  '81  '71 
and  '61. 

The  officers  of  the  Association  this  year  are; 

Mary  E.  Dickson,  '88,  President. 

Mrs.  Ehoda  Tomlin  Capps,  '62,  First  "Vice  President 

Mrs.  Lilly  Ruddick Thompson, '77,  Second  Vice  President 

Alice  E.  Turley,  '77,  Treasurer. 

Delia  Dimmitt,  '86,  General  Secretary. 

The  Executive  Committee  cordially  invite  all  alumnae  of 
the  College  to  a  reception  at  the  College  Saturday,  March  .30th 
three  to  Ave  o'clock. 

Arrangements  for  class  reunions  should  be  begun  now 
Let  the  resident  alumnae  make  some  effort  to  bring  back  class- 
mates and  college  friends  at  this  commencement  time  A 
visit  from  them  would  greatly  cheer  us.  We  want  them  'we 
need  them. 

Eunice  Farar  Sater,  '95,  is  to  speak  to  the  Association  in 
a  brief  address  at  the  Annual  Reunion,  May  '29th. 

Mrs.  Mabel  Hooper  Kern, '89  (Mattoon),  Mrs.  Marv  Walker 
Whitworth,  '8t  (Barton,  N.  D.),  Grace  B.  Gillmore  '98  (Win- 
chester), will  take  part  in  the  Alumnae  Concert  on  the  evening 
ol  May  28th.  Also,  it  is  hoped,  Winifred  Amy  Townsend  '9*^ 
(Chicago),  and  Mabel  Okey,  '00  (Chicago(.  This  will  be  the 
sixth  annual  concert  by  the  alumnaee  ol  the  College  of  Music 


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where  the  property  is  dipped,  or  wlio  are  otlier- 
wise  fiiiaucially  embarrassed,  will  induljje  in 
such  an  amount  of  unnecessary  eatables  as  would 
furnish  a  sum  sufficient  to  defray  the  necessary 
expenses  of  a  moderate  family.  It  would  there- 
fore be  well  to  have  hung"  up  in  every  family 
diuing--room  this  proverb,  "A  penny  saved  is  a 
penii}'  earned."  I  have  among'  my  acquaintances 
such  a  man,  who  is  honest,  laborious,  and  in 
every  respect  worthy  of  esteem,  but  he  has  this 
particularity — a  very  penurious  disposition — 
which  places  him  in  a  very  embarrassing  posi- 
tion, for  he  is  always  destitute  of  money  when 
called  upon  for  benevolent  contributions.  I  do 
not  doubt  that  this  good  man  is  sincere  in  be- 
lieving that  he  is  as  generous  as  his  circum- 
stances will  permit,  as  well  as  believing'  that  he 
is  equally  economical  in  other  matters;  yet,  I 
liave  every  reason  to  believe  that  his  table  is  set 
with  such  an  abundance,  and  such  a  variety  of 
food,  as  would  be  sufficient  to  supply  a  much 
larger  family. 

I  am  led  to  thiiik  on  a  story  of  another  fam- 
ily, which,  from  all  outward  appearances,  would 
appear  to  be  in  utter  poverty.  The  floors  are 
covered  with  carpets,  faded  and  worn  into  holes; 
the  windows  are  curtainless;  the  yard  is  bare,  or 
covered  with  rubbish.  In  short,  "everything  has 
an  untidy  and  neglected  appearance.  The  chil- 
dren appear  with  soiled  hands  and  faces,  in  torn 
garments,  and  with  uncombed  hair.  Ordinarily, 
they  are  busily  eng'aged  in  eating  cookies,  c^ike, 
raisins  or  some  other  articles  of  diet.  Each 
member  of  the  family  partakes  of  whatever  he  is 
most  fond,  until  he  has  an  uncomfortable  feeling', 
and  I  have  heard  it  remarked  that  it  was  strange 
that  the  mother  of  this  family  shotild  so  indulg'e 
her  children,  by  reason  that  she  has  long'  ag'o  felt 
the  ill  effects  of  excessive  eating'.  As  unaccount- 
able as  it  may  seem,  this  extravagant  female  has 
still  such  a  liking  for  this  occupation  that  appar- 
ently she  makes  no  effort  to  desist  in  indulging" 
in  what  is  most  pleasing  to  her  appetite,  what- 
ever results  may  follow. 

In  preparing'  a  large  dinner,  a  woman  will 
devote  almost  the  entire  morning"  in  the  kitchen, 
paring  fruit  or  vegetables,  mixing"  pastry,  and 
when  at  last  everything"  is  prepared,  will  take 
her  place  at  the  table,  with  a  face  flushed  with 
bending"  over  a  hot  stove,  and  feo  tired,  either  as 
to  be  unable  to  enjoy  wlrat  she  has  prepared,  or 
with  the  greatest  eft'ort  to  be  pleasant  upon  those 
around  her. 

Nature  has  supplied  us  bountifully',  and  is  it 
not  the  duty  of  each  to  make  proper  use  of  what 
she  has  supplied  for  our  good?  There  are  many 
who  know  the  evils  of  over-eating",  and  supply 
their  tables  with  pure,  simple  food,  which  is 
much  better,  both  for  the  one  who  prepares  it 
and  those  who  eat  it.  1  could  heartily  wish  that 
more  would  follow  their  example  and  spend  less 
time  and  strength  in  preparing"  and  digesting" 
food,  but  rather  would  employ  themselves  with 
such  occupations  as  would  be  of  more  benefit  to 
themselves  and  their  fellow-men. 


COLLEOE   Greetings. 


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COLLEGE  DEPARTMENT. 


SOCIAL. 

The  event  of  the  month,  in  a  social  way,  was 
the  reception  given  March  9th  by  Miss  Austin, 
class  officer,  in  lionor  of  the  senior  class.  There 
were  about  one  hundred  and  fifty  guests  invited, 
who  were  received,  on  their  arrival,  by  Miss  Aus- 
tin, Miss  Helm,  president  of  the  senior  class; 
Miss  Gilchrist,  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harker.  The  class 
colors — g-reen  and  white — were  prettily  displayed 
in  the  reception  room,  while  the  two  rooms  in 
the  rear  of  the  chapel  had  been  transformed  into 
cozy  parlors  with  the  aid  of  divans,  pillows,  rags 
and  screens.  The  refreshments  were  in  the  pre- 
vailing green  and  white,  ~and  were  served  by 
under-class  girls.  Altogether,  it  was  a  well- 
planned  and  enjoyable  aflair. 

Miss  Gilchrist  received  the  students  in  the 
building-  Saturday'  evening,  March  2d,  in  honor  of 
Miss  Rees,  of  the  Blind  Institution,  Miss  Ward, 
of  the  Jacksonville  High  School,  and  Miss  Capps, 
who  is  now  a  member  of  our  faculty.  Miss  Ward 
read  aloud  a  very  interesting  college  storj',  and 
Miss  Rees  Entertained  the  girls  by  an  account  of 
the  quaint  and  simple  life  in  the  interior  of 
Wales,  and  gave  some  amusing  examples  of  the 
Welsh  dialect.  She  also  read  a  short  poem,  "The 
Wood-robin,"  written  by  Miss  Janvier,  whom  the 
girls  all  love  to  remember.  Miss  Gilchrist  fol- 
lowed this  by  the  reading  of  "Little  Wild  Baby," 
another  of  Miss  Janvier's  poems.  Light  refresh- 
ments were  served  during  the  evening,  and  at 
nine  o'clock  all  withdrew,  having  enjoyed  very 
much  meeting  Miss  Gilchrist's  charming  friends. 


Mrs.  Harker  has  continued  the  series  of 
"sewings"  during  the  past  month.  On  Satur- 
day, the  16tli,  the  sophomores,  now  numbering 
thirty-one,  were  entertained,  and  on  the  follow- 
ing Monday,  the  juniors  were  the  guests.  Dainty 
refreshments  were  served,  and  all  report  pleas- 
ant afternoons. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harker  entertained  the  senior 
class  at  a  course  dinner  Thursday  evening,  the 
21st,  having  as  guests,    besides   the   thirty-three 


members  of  the  class.  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Pitner.  Miss 
Austin,  Miss  Dickson,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stead.  The 
decorations  were  in  green  and  white,  and  the  din- 
ner hour  was  lengthened  into  three  hours  and 
over,  much  mirth  being  occasioned  by  the  "pea- 
nut" game,  in  which  Plosse  Howell  covered  her- 
self with  glory  as  winner  of  the  prize — a  bunch 
of  carnations.  .  .  .'.■  '  ...: 
■  -        ■  '■* 

Miss  Ludwig  entertained  her  French  classes 
at  a  chafing  dish  party  Monday,  March  4th.  and 
all  present  report  a  most  delightful  time.  During 
the  course  of  the  afternoon,  a  French  club  was 
formed,  one  of  tlie  chief  features  of  which  is  to 
be  the  reading  and  discussion  of  the  letters  re- 
ceived from  the  French  correspondents,  and  that 
needs  a  word  of  explanation.  Miss  Ludwig  has 
arranged,  through  a  friend  in  Paris,  a  system  of 
French-English  correspondence  between  her  pu- 
pils in  French  and  the  students  in  English  in  the 
academies  at  Paris  and  Orleans.  Each  corre- 
spondent is  required  to  write  once  in  two  weeks 
to  the  girl  selected  for  her  to  carry  on  corre- 
spondence with  the  letters  to  be  in  English  and 
French  alternately.  Tlie  first  in  the  series  ar- 
rived a  few  weeks  ago,  two  of  which  are  given  in 
illustration  of  the  struggles-of  the  young  French 
girls  with  English  as   "she  is  spoke": 

Orleans,  Feb.  10th,  1901. 

My  Dear  Olive: — Will  you  that  I  begin  to 
form  an  acquaintance  with  you?  You  know  my 
name,  as  I  know  yours.  I  am  eighteen  years  old, 
and  I  am  in  second  year  class  of  normal  school. 
In  one  year,  I  shall  be  a  teacher.  Lojig'  since  I 
have  done  the  project  to  go  in  England  during 
one  or  two  years  in  order  to  learn  very  well  to 
speak  in  English.  I  have  been  encouraged  by  m}' 
teacher  of  English,  who  has  passed  twenty  years 
in  America. 

We  are  fifty-five  pupils  here;  we  are  divided 
in  three  classes;  the  third  year  class  for  the  most 
instructed,  the  first  year  class  for  the  least  in- 
structed, and  the  second  year  class,  where  I  am, 
for  the  others. 

It  is  the  custom  here  for  the  pupils  of  third 
year  class  to  do  a  representation  on  the  twenty- 
fifth  of  November;  all  the  ancient  pupils  are  in- 
vited. The  pupils  of  second  year  class  do  theirs 
in  the  month  of  February.  Ours  is  in  ten  days; 
we  play  a  comedy-  of  Moliere,  duos  and  music. 
When  the  representation  will  be  finished,  we 
shall  dance;  we  resolve  a  great  pleasure.     In   my 


College  Greetings. 


next  letter  I  shall  send  you  the  programm  of  this 
little  evening'. 

I  think  that  I  shall  correct  your  letters,  but 
I  shall  send  you  a  corrected  copy,  for  I  wish  to 
keep  the  orig-inal. 

After  havinu'  finished  this  letter,  I  shall  do  a 
composition  on  "Horace,"  by  Corneille.  I  like 
much  the  literature,  but  I  do  not  like  the  mathe- 
matics. You  will  say  to  me  your  likings,  when 
you  shall  answer  me.  I  shall  be  happy  to  know 
them.  If  I  had  had  my  photography  here  I 
should  have  sent  one,  it  is  the  best  way  to  know 
our  physical. 

Let  me  to  kiss  you, 

Madeline  Pavaed. 

a'  I'ecole  normale. 

o"  Orleans. 

(Loiret.) 

Orleans,  24th  February.  1901. 

My  Dear  Lula: — For  you  permitted  me  is  it 
not?  to  call  you  "my  dear"  and  not  Miss;  it  is 
too  ceremonious  between  young  girls  who  hope 
to  become  friends.  For  that  I  ought  to  begin  by 
my  physical  and  moral  portrait,  but  it  is  very 
difficult,  and  I  risk  to  fail  of  sincerity  or  of  mod- 
esty. However,  it  is  necessary  that  I  show  to 
you  such  as  I  am.  Although  I  am  eighteen 
years  old,  I  am  not  very  tall;  my  hair  are  very 
black,  so  that  my  eye-brows  which  do  to  appear 
my  eyes  very  blue,  that  does  not  mean  that  I 
have  a  pretty  face,  no,  for  my  nose  is  very  large, 
my  lips  too  thick,  but  1  have  only  this  beauty  of 
youth,  which  is  called  in  France  the  "devil's 
beauty."  My  moral  portrait  is  more  difficult  to 
do,  I  am  very  gay,  enthusiast,  sincere  but  my 
school-friends  reproach  to  me  my  slinger  humour, 
my  replies  too  quick.  Such  is  the  young  girl 
who  answer  to  the  name  of  Helene  and  hope  to 
become  your  friend. 

As  all  others  young"  Frenchwomen  who  have 
written  to  your  friends,  I  am  at  the  Normal- 
school  of  Orleans  for  I  hope  to  become  teacher. 
Therefore  I  am  going  two  or  three  weeks  by 
school-year  to  do  the  class  in  an  annex-school, 
and  it  is  because  I  was  at  this  annex-school  that 
I  have  waitted  so  long  before  writting  to  you.  1 
am  very  fond  of  continuing"  my  studies,  and  it  is 
a  very  great  pleasure  for  me  to  learn  litterature. 
General  history,  Geogrraphy;  the  arithmetic  and 
the  science  leave  me  more  indifferent;  as  to 
Geometr}-  it  is  particularly  desagreable  to  me, 
and  you,  my  dear  Lula,  do  you  like  it?  or  are  you 


as  1?  I  hope  that  you  shall  say  to  me  what  are 
your  prefered  studies  and  that  in  a  little  time  we 
know  each  other  very,  very  well.  In  order  that 
you  know  me  better  I  shall  add  to  my  portrait 
that  I  have  three  sisters,  younger  than  me — 
Susie,  Alice  and  Gabrielle — who  live  in  Paris 
with  my  parents.  You  devine,  I  am  sure,  with 
what  happy,  I  am  going  near  when  happen  the 
holidays;  if  you  are  far  off  your  parents,  you 
shall  best  understand  how  I  am  glad  when  the 
last  day  of  class  is  finished.  It  is  a  thing  that 
you  shall  say  to  me  in  your  letter  for  that  I  wait 
with  very  much  impatience.  I  believe  that  you 
fain  will  that  I  keep  your  letters  and  that  I  send 
only  the  coppy. 

I  do  not  dare' almost  tell  me  your  friend,  but 
I  hope  that  we  shall  like  each  other  before  long, 
for  now  I  very  fond  of  you. 

A  young  Frenchwoman  who  wish  to  know 
you.  Helene  Virolland. 

Ecole  Normale  d'  Institutrices. 
Faubourg  Saint  Jean. 

Orleans. 
Loiret  France. 


SONNETS. 

In  Miss  Bell's  first  year  rhetoric,  the  senior 
preparatory  students  have  been  endeavoring  to 
fathom  the  mysteries  of  sonnet-making".  Miss 
Bell  first  g"ave  them  various  examples  of  the  son- 
net, explaining  the  mechanical  structure  of  this 
form  of  composition,  and  then  asked  them  each 
to  compose  a  sonnet  upon  Goldsmith,  of  whose 
"Deserted  Village"  they  had  lately  been  making" 
a  critical  study. 

Three  of  the  results  are  here  given,  and  if 
any  of  the  "ancient  pupils"  think  they  can  out- 
rival these  little  senior  "preps,"  let  them  try 
their  skill  at  a  like  task: 

SONNETS    To   GOLDSMITH. 

NO-    1.    BY    EDNA    FILSON. 

Oh,  Goldsmith!  humble  poet  of  renown! 
Through   toil   and   hardships  thou  hast  fame  ob- 
tained; 
In  thee  the  poor  man's  champion  still  remains; 
With  arduous  labors  thou  thv  life  hast  crowned. 

Although  thy  youth  in  recklessness  was  spent. 
Wanderings  here  and  there  in  foreign  lands, 
Where  vice  and  crime  was  rife  on  every  hand, 
With  thoughts  and  deeds  of  men  on  evil  bent. 


COLLEOE   Greetings. 


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Yet,  all  those  days  of  idleness  are  past, 
And  thou  hast  risen  from  the  path  of  sin, 
A  pure  and  noble  life — a  gift  to  man, 
For  noble  thoughts  throug-h  all  the  ages  last. 

Oh,  may  thy  spirit  of  true  love  prevail! 
Thy  justice  reign;  thy  simple  faith  n'er  fail! 


NO.    2,    BY    GOLDEN    BERRYMAN. 

Goldsmith!  beloved  poet  of  the  hour, 
Uplifter  of  the  souls  of  many  men, 
Slanderous  tong'ues  did  seem  to  be  your  dower; 
But  you  excelled  them  with  vour  migiity  pen. 
In  poverty  and  want  you  went  your  way. 
And  often  begg'ed  for  just  a  crust  of  bread; 
Your  resting-place  was  but  a  bed  of  hay. 
On  which  to  lay  your  tired,  careworn  head. 
Your  thoughts  in  simple  style  with  grandeur  flow 
Whose  loftiest  music  people  all  admire; 
Your  life's  kind  deeds  of  charity  did  show 
The  higher  world  to  which  great  minds  aspire. 
But  God  saw  fit  to  take  you  from  the  earth 
Before  all  men  could  estimate  your  worth. 


Oh,  Goldsmith!  thou  of  pure  and  faithful  heart, 
"Who  loved  thy  people  for  their  simple  ways, 
To  thee  our  loftiest  praises  do  impart; 
To  thee  in  unison  our  voices  raise. 
But  dearer  still  thou  lovedst  thy  native  vale 
With  yellow,  ripened  grain  and  verdant  fields. 
The  rude  homes,  sheltered  from  the  wintry  gales. 
Than  all  the  pleasures  which  vain  riches  yield. 
The  glories  of  the  sun  soon  fade  away; 
The  stars  sink  from  the  heaven's  smiling  face; 
And  darkness  falls  upon  the  gorgeous  day. 
When  thy  light  falls  upon  the  human  race. 
Oh,  may  thy  fame  be  sung  in  sweetest  lays, 
And  prove  a  blessing  through  the  fleeting  days! 


IN  MEMORIAM. 


lielpful  life,  and  a  few  expressions  of  a  purpose 
of  heart  to  perpetuate  in  their  own  work  the 
spirit  of  his  life,  definite  steps  were  taken  toward 
the  erection  of  a  monument  to  his  memory.  It 
could  be  neither  massive  nor  grand,  but  it  should 
be  a  loving-  token  of  their  lasting  remembrance 
of  one  whose  life  was  given  in  service  to    others. 

Those  plans  were  wholly  successful,  and  just 
before  the  same  anniversary,  February  27,  this 
year,  the  monument  was  erected  at  the  grave  in 
Diamond  Grove  Cemetery,  Jacksonville. 

Tlie  stone  stands  over  four  feet  in  height 
and  bears  no  inscription  save  the  name  and  dates. 
No  other  inscription  was  necessary.  His  pupils 
are  his  eulogy.  "His  life  grows  on  one,"  said 
one  of  his  organ  pupils  with  animation,  the  other 
day,  and  his  face  bore  testimony  with  his 
words.  Yes;  that  is  a  truth  that  time  is  empha- 
sizing in  a  peculiarly  beautiful  manner.  Mr. 
Day  is  living  again  in  his  pupils.  The  horizon 
of  his  influence  will  ever  widen.  Spirituality, 
faithfulness,  sympathy,  strength — by  such  quali- 
ties he  was  known.  He  had  a  true  man's  heart 
and  held  a  great  purpose  iu  it.  Let  us  be  thank- 
ful again  that  he  was  sent  to  us. 


Late  Friday  afternoon,  of  the  22d,  the  news 
was  borne  to  friends  that  Mary  E.  Loar,  '69,  had 
passed  from  earth  to  her  heavenly  home.  For 
more  than  four  years,  she  has  been  a  constant 
sufferer,  but  the  beautiful  patience  with  which 
she  endured  pain  has  made  her  shut-in  life  a  ben- 
ediction to  more  than  she  dreamed  of. 

The  other  world  was  very  near  to  her,  and 
the  final  step  into  its  borders  taken  with  no  fear 
but  that  those  she  had  loved  and  missed  for 
many  a  year  would  be  ready  and  waiting  to 
receive  her. 


The  College  had  no  more  loyal  daughter,  and 
up  to  the  close  of  her  life  she  evinced  the  deepest 
interest  in  all  that  concerned  the  welfare  of  her 
Alma  Mater  which  had  so  long  ago  given  her  its 
honors.  And  now  one  more  name  is  to  be  added 
A  year  ago.  on  the  anniversary  of  the  death  to  that  ever  increasing  number  over  against 
of    our    loved    Mr.    Day,    some   of  the    musical   which  the  stars  are  placed  to  indicate  that   "she 


alumuEB,  his  pupils,  met  at  the  College  in  honor 
of  his  memory.     After  brief  reminiscences  of  his 


sleepeth. 


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College  Greetings. 


COLLEGE  NOTES. 


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Martha  Nicholl  spent  March  9  to  11  at  her 
home  ill  Spriuglield. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harker  were   away  on  an  east- 
rn  trip  from  February  28  to  Marcli  1. 

"Do  you  take  any  tiling'  besides  music,  Miss 
X — ?"     "Yes,  I  take  harmony." 

Nell  White  and  Myra  Moray  accompanied 
Catherine  Carter  to  her  home  at  Lincoln  Satur- 
da}',  March  lb,  and  returned  Tuesday,  March  19. 

Among  those  who  took  advantag'e  of  the  Chi- 
cago excursion  March  16  to  IS,  were  Edith  Loose, 
Mabelle  Curtis,  Ardelle  Terry  and  Miss  Pancher. 

Lillian  Hart  left  for  her  home  at  Auburn 
March  16,  accompanied  by  her  mother  who  had 
spent  the  preceding'  day  here. 

Helen  Henderson,  who  has  been  at  her  home 
at  Kankakee  for  some  time,  has  ag'aiu  returned  to 
the  College  and  resumed  her  duties  here. 

Teacher  in  logic  class — "Name  some  of  the 
different  shades  of  green."  Pupil — "Well,  there's 
olive  gTeeu,  sea  green,  grass  g'reeii,  iiile  g'reen, 
and — and  Paris  Green." 

Gov.  Yates  was  present  at  the  College  Mon- 
day morning',  March  10,  and  made  a  very  pleasing 
talk  in  chapel  after  which  all  the  young  ladies 
had  the  pleasure  of  meeting  the  Governor. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stead  gave  a  piano  recital  the 
14th  of  this  month  that  was  full  of  enjoyment  for 
an  unusually  large  audience  of  music-lovers. 
The}'  were  assisted  by  Miss  Clark,  who  rendered 
several  pleasing  vocal  numbers. 

The  Virgil  class  were  discussing  the  ade- 
quacy of  translating  "spiritus  deaj"  as  "the  fra- 
grant breath  of  the  goddess."  "1  think  that  ren- 
dering" is  absurd,  why  should  the  g'oddess  have 
a  fragrant  breathV"  "Well,  she  might  have  been 
eating'  sen-sen." 

Miss  Austin  in  Mental  Science  class:  "What 
is  the  org'au  of  sig'ht?"  Student,  awakening' 
with  a  start  from  her  reverie:  "The  lining  of  her 
nose."  Teachers  should  beware  of  asking'  ques- 
tions b>o  deep  and  involved  for  the  comprehen- 
sion of  their  pupils. 

The  English  class  were  discussing  the  va- 
rious uses  of  objective  and  nominative  cases.  Sev- 
eral of  the  class  seemed  to  be    entirely  unable  to 


discuss  a  matter,  which  to  them  was  such  ancient 
history.  Why,  then,  did  all  the  girls  titter  when 
the  teacher  suddenly  put  the  question,  "Well, 
what  is  a  case  anyway?" 

Circumstances:  A  young  man  at  a  town  re- 
ception on  preparing  to  make  his  way  up  a  flight 
of  stairs  crovi'ded  with  young  ladies.  College 
g'irl  at  his  elbow:  "How  soon  do  you  think  you'll 
get  up?"  Young  man,  pleased  and  flustered: 
"Oh,  really,  I  don't  know;  I — I'm  awfully  busy 
now  and  can't  get  ofl^  very  well  on  Mondays,  but, 
but  I'll  try  to  come  as  soon  as  I  can."  She:  "Oh, 
I  didn't  mean  that,  I  meant    liow  soon   you'd   get  I 

upstairs."  ' 

Some  people  claim  the  age  of  heroism  has  de- 
parted, but  if  they  had  beheld  a  certain  little 
scene  at  one  of  our  railway  stations  recently  they  ij 

would  most  certainly  have  been  compelled  to  re- 
tract this  statement.  The  crowd  at  the  depot 
suddenly  perceived  a  college  girl  in  deep  distress. 
Now  a  college  girl  is  to  the  modern  young  man 
very  much  what  the  "lady  in  the"  tower"  was  to 
the  knig'ht  of  old,  and  immediately  a  g'allant 
youth  sprang  to  her  relief.  Like  the  errant  dam- 
sel of  yore  she  too  was  flying",  not  flying"  from  the 
clutches  of  a  cruel  dragon  or  the  persecutions  of 
a  relentless  baron,  but  flying'  to  catch  a  train  pull- 
ing' out  almost  two  blocks  away.  What  could 
the  youthful  hero  do, — he  could'nt  annihilate 
space,  and  he  could'nt  call  time  to  a  standstill. 
Undaunted  he  sprang  into  the  nearest  cab,  or- 
dered the  driver  to  whip  up  his  horses,  and  away  " 
they  dashed.   The  breathless  maiden  was  snatch-  £i:. 

ed  up  by  strong  hands  and  fell    back  panting    on  ^^ 

the  carriage  cushions  and  in  a  moment  more  was 
landed  safely  on  the  rear  platform.  But  this 
modern  Quixhote's  exploits  were  not  yet  ended,  for 
the  helpless  damsel  was  also  without  a  ticket. 
Swiftly  he  darted  back  to  the  M'aiting'  room  and  in 
a  moment  came  back  clutching  the  bit  of  yellow 
paper  in  his  hand.  With  the  speed  of  a  Hermes  he 
pursued  the  departing'  train,  and  the  conductor, 
touched  bj'  such  a  display  of  prowess,  sig'ualled 
the  engineer  to  wait.  The  ticket  was  handed 
over  and  the  3-oung"  man  retired  covered  with 
glory.  Alas!  that  there  are  no  longer  Walter 
Scotts  and  Tenuj'sons  to  celebrate  such  deeds    in 


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LITERARY. 


A  TALE   RETOLD. 

DORA  SCOTT.   'Ol. 


On  a  inountaiii  road  in  ancient  (xreece  a.  horse- 
man was  riding-  over  the  mountains  after  night- 
fall. He  was  a  man  of  larg-e  build,  and  above  the 
m«!dium  stature.  Apparently  about  thirty  years 
of  age,  he  seemed  in  the  full  vigor  of  manhood. 
His  dark  hair  and  some  peculiar  features  of  his 
face  showed  him  as  belonging"  to  that  class  of 
men  who  show  strong  will  power,  and  resolute 
determination.  The  face  was  Grecian,  but  cer- 
tain hard  lines  around  the  grim  mouth  and  well  de- 
veloped chin  indicated  a  disposition  towards  selfish- 
ness, and  in  some  measure  to  cruelty.  Probably  he 
would  not  be  cruel  as  a  matter  of  choice,  but 
rather  of  necessity.  The  man  was  dressed  in  the 
simple  Greek  costun)e  of  the  time:  an  open  tunic 
of  lace  work,  with  a  cloak  carelessly  worn  over 
the  shoulder,  and  fastened  on  the  left  shoulder 
by  an  amulet,  leaving  his  right  arm  free,  showed 
that  he  was  of  a  rank  above  the  helot,  or  serf,  may- 
be a  farmer,  and  his  moccassin-like  leg"  coverings 
indicated  that  he  sometimes  indulged  in  hunting-. 
His  appearance  was  somewhat  enhanced  by  his 
little  Greek  cap.  set  somewhat  coquettishly  on 
his  head. 

His  steed  was  not  by  any  means  romantic, 
no  more  than  that  he  was  a  Don  Quixote.  The 
horse  was  young.  It  had  not  known  any  other 
fold  save  its  master's  stable.  He  had  broken  it 
to  harness,  it  had  carried  him  through  danger, 
beforetime  by  its  unerring  instinct,  and  a  bond 
of  common  fellowship  of  a  somewhat  unwritten 
kind  e.xisted  between  master  and  horse.  On  this 
eventful  night  the  horse  ruminated  on  the  fact, 
first,  that  it  was  dark  and  the  road  was  danger- 
ous, but!  and  that  "but"  would  loom  up  in  an  im- 
portant way  in  his  mind,  but,  "I  am  going  home." 
Home  meant  shelter,  rest,  gTeat  things  to  a  horse 
and  not  inconsequent  to  a  man.  Then  he  was 
carrving  his  master,    a  certain  kind   of  horse    re- 


sponsibility, not  vinimportant  in  itself  rested  on 
liim.  He  was  a  noble  generous  animal.  If  we 
could  have  diagnosed  his  face  as  easily  as  his 
master's,  we  should  have  seen  the  very  antithesis 
of  mental  and  perhaps  moral  development  gover- 
ened  by  his  instinct.  He  saw,  or  perhaps  felt  a 
dangerous  precipice  immediately  before  him. 
and  while  the  instinct  of  hunger  and  shelter 
pressed  him  hard,  that  of  danger,  coupled  with 
the  thought  of  dut)'  and  responsibility  asserted 
itself,  and  so  the  horse  concluded  to  stop  right 
there. 

At  this  juncture,  a  tremendous  storm  swept 
the  mountain,  the  lightning's  flash  revealed  that 
which  has  occasionally  been  manifested  since  in 
other  than  Greek  history,  that  the  animal  instinct 
is  at  times  the  better  reason.  One  thing  that  comes 
out  of  the  story  is  that  that  the  animal  did  not 
lose  his  reason  under  the  raging"  of  the  storm  or 
the  injustice  of  his  punishment.     Oh  noble  horse! 

Fifteen  years  pass  awa}'.  There  is  the  same 
master  and  the  same  horse  with  this  difference, 
that  the  master  has  grown  more  animal  and  the 
horse  more  human.  We  can  fancy  the  master  af- 
ter fifteen  years  growing  more  selfish,  more  cruel, 
and  the  faithful  steed  of  former  years  becoming 
more  faithful.  Fifteen  years  or  thirty  in  a  man's 
life  is  relatively  small,  but  to  a  horse  it  makes 
him  old  and  infirm,  but  not  less  faithful.  Another 
stormy  night,  and  the  old  steed  is  turned  out  of 
home,  his  only  home  that  he  ever  knew,  think  of 
it,  and  he  is  lame  and  infirm,  and  the  night  is 
dark  and  stormy.  A  man  would  have  died  under 
such  treatment.  But  the  horse  only  thought — 
what  did  he  think?  One  thought  was  uppermost 
for  maybe  this  horse  had  a  conscience,  a  moral 
sense.  It  was  this,  "what  have  I  done?  Have  I 
been  ungrateful?  Have  I  been  unfaithful  to  my 
master?  Have  I  been  indolent?  Have  I  been 
wicked  and  kicked  or  bitten  some  one?  Only  one 
thing  could  he  think  of,  and  that  did  not  occur  to 
him  until  he  had  wandered  around  for  ever  so 
long",  and  he  felt  the  cold  chilling  storm  making- 
his  bones  ache,  and  his  hoof  stumbled  over  a  log 
which  caused  him  to  fall  by  the  wayside.  "Oh!" 
said  he,  "I  know  why  master  turned  me  out.  I 
am  old,  and  cannot  carry  him  any  longer," 


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But  in  this  extremity  the  old  horse's  instinct 
of  safety  called  upon  him  to  get  up,  and  with  an 
effort  he  arose,  and  seeing-  what  seemed  a  barn 
he  made  towards  it  thinking'  that  perhaps  some 
other  master  might  take  pity  on  him.         * 

In  the  village  there  stood  a  temple.  At  one 
end  on  a  level  with  the  ground,  a  room,  known 
as  the  room  of  justice,  and  whose  door  always 
stood  open,  was  intended  for  the  fugitive  and  the 
wronged.  When  this  door  was  opened  wide  a 
bell  rang,  and  the  minister  of  justice  appeared. 
With  weary  steps  the  old  horse  dragged  himself 
to  the  door  ajar,  and  instinctively  pushing  it 
open  with  his  nose,  he  heard  the  ring  of  the  bell. 
At  that  moment  a  strong-  light  filled  the  room, 
as  though  someone  had  turned  on  an  electric 
current,  and  instantly  thmugh  an  open  door  at 
the  further  end  of  the  room  there  appeared  the 
minister  of  justice.  A  womanly  figure,  clad  in  the 
costume  of  the  period,  stood  within  the  doorway. 
The  Greeks  were  peculiar  in  this  that  they  al- 
ways gave  their  protecting  or  avenging  deities 
the  personality  of  women  or  goddesses  (for  in- 
stance, Nemises.)  In  her  hand  justice  grasped 
a  naked  sword,  enshrouding  her  eyes  was  a  cloth 
of  snowy  whiteness,  and  in  her  left  hand  a  bal- 
ance. The  figure  spoke,  "What  would'st  thou, 
creature  of  a  lower  sphere?"  One  thought  had 
possessed  the  horse  from  the  moment  of  his  fall- 
ing- by  the  wayside;  this,  that  he  was  old.  and  so 
he  replied,  --That  I  might  have  youth  and 
strength,"  for  he  thought  that  his  master  would 
receive  him  in  such  altered  conditions.  The  god- 
dess again  spoke.  "Art  thou  not  that  same  horse 
of  Diogenes  Sopliormorou,  who  hath  served  him 
faithfully  these  many  years,  and  on  one  occasion 
saved  his  life  in  the  mountains,  and  is  this  true 
that  I  hear  of  thee,  that  he  turned  thee  out  in  thy 
old  age.  to  the  fury  of  the  storm  and  tempest." 
And  the  horse  replied,  "Truly  lam  that  wretch- 
ed creature."  Then  said  Justice,  "Thy  desire 
shall  be  granted,  but  not  in  the  way  thou  wouldst 
expect.  Thy  age  and  infirmity  shall  be  taken 
from  thee,  and  given  to  thy  master,  that  he  may 
know  wliat  it  is  to  be  old  and  no  longer  strong." 
In  an  instant  the  old  steed  felt  the  vig-or  of  youth 
coming  through  his  frame,  his  rheumatism  for- 
sook him,  and  with  a  iieigli  of  gratitude  he 
pranced  away. 

Passing  along  the  road  he  observed  an  old 
man  with  heavy  looks  and  bent  form  approaching 
but  his  keen  sight  and  sense  detected  his  old 
master.      It    was    too     much  for    the    old    horse. 


With  a  bound  he  stepped  up  to  him,  waited  until 
the  old  man  with  difficulty  mounted  and  they  rode 
away  home. 

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CAN'T  AND  DETERMINATION. 


In  the  southern  part  of  Connecticut  near  the 
suburb  of  a  large  city,  is  a  beautiful  body  of 
water  so  clear,  pure  and  sparkling,  that  it  is 
called  Clear  Lake.  On  its  banks  are  many  grand 
old  oaks,  which  cast  their  shade  at  noontide  far 
out  into  the  meadows;  while  in  the  afternoon, 
their  shadows  lay  mirrored  on  its  glassy  surface. 
The  outlet  to  this  lake  is  a  little  babbling  stream 
that  flows  down  through  the    meadows,    winding  £" 

around  the  knolls,  chattering-  along  over    its    bed  — 

of  white  rocks  and  stones,  until  it  comes  to  the 
farm  of  Mr.  Gofarther,  where  it  makes  its  way 
toward  the  rushing-,  roaring  river. 

Mr.  Gofarther  had  soug'ht  for  just  such  a  sit- 
uation for  his  dairy  farm.  "Here,"  he  said,  "my 
cows  can  have  plenty  of  green  pasture,  and  pure 
water.  This  water  is  excellent,  in  fact  it  may 
prove  to  be  very  useful  to  me;"  and  a  smile  of 
satisfaction  passed  over  his  face  as  he  continued 
to  soliloquize:  "Now!  if  my  Jerseys  fail  to  give 
tlieir  usual  quantity  of  milk — the  quantity  nec- 
essary to  supply  the  demand  of  my  customers,  I 
can  easily  make  up  the  deficienc}'  with  this  clear. 

pure ;"  there  his  voice  sank   to    a    murmur 

and  the  last  word  was  not  heard,  however  he 
sauntered  toward  the  house  with    apparent! v    no  ^ 

scruples  of  conscience.  O. 

Clear  Lake  was  the  home  of  manv  frogs; 
Among-  them  were  two  whose  names  were  Can't 
and  Determination;  although  nothing-  alike  in 
nature  and  disposition,  these  two  seemed  to  be 
intimate  friends.  Each  mdrning-  they  would 
swim  down  the  little  stream  as  far  as  Mr.  Go- 
farther's  farm,  for  exercise  and  to  have  a  pleas- 
ant croak  together,  unmolested  by  their  noisy 
neighbors. 

One  morning  as  thev  swam  along  Can't 
croaked,  "Well!  I  can't  understand  whv  we 
frogs  must  work  so  hard  to  get  a  little  to  eat.  I 
sa>v  a  dandy  insect  this  morning  and  wanted  it 
for  breakfast.  Mr.  Perch  was  near  me  and  he 
saw  it  too.  1  asked  him  to  catch  it,  for  you  know 
I  can't  swim  as  fast  as  he.  Did  he  catch  it?  Yes! 
for  himself." 

"Ho!  Ho!  vou   can't    blame    Perch    for    doin"- 


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tliat,"  !^ai(l  Detenninatimi.  ■■Wliv  didu'tyou  catch 
it  fur  yuiirself?  I  do  wish  I  c.iiild  ,i;et  vou  to  ^^ee 
and  understand  that  we  can  not,  and  should  not 
rely  t)n  otliers  to  do  thin<;s  that  we  are  able  to  do 
for  ourselves.  You  could  learn  to  swim  as  fast  as 
Perch,  if  vou  would  make  up  your  mind  to  do  it. 
You  tried  to  learn?  Tried  for  a  week?  Well!  if 
yon  had  continued  lony  euouyh  you  would  have 
succeeded,  for  perseverance  always  wins.  See! 
here  we  are  at  our  old  restinjj;'  place.  How  cool 
and  pleasant!  This  is  certainly  worth  striving' 
for. 

So  they  sat  quietly  enjo\'ing'  their  surround- 
ings when  suddenly  the  water  splashed  around 
them  and  they  felt  themselves  being-  lifted  up, 
and  before  thev  fullv  realized  what  had  happened 
they  were  poured  into  what  they  supposed  to  be 
water. 

■■My!  what's  this."  e.xclaimed  Can't,  ''Good- 
ness knows  I  can't  endure  this!  I  can't  live  in 
this  chalky  water.  No  use  trying-  to  swim  here. 
I  shall  sink  in  a  minute." 

"Don't  give  up  so  quickly."  said  Determina- 
tion. '''Tis  true  we  are  out  of  our  natural  ele- 
ment, but  let  us  be  brave  and  make  the  best  of  it 
and  perhaps  we  can  g-et  out  pretty  soon.  If  you 
stop  svvimming-,  3'oa  will  drown.  I  can  not  hold 
vou  up:  this  is  a  place  where  each  must  paddle 
his  own  canoe." 

■•No  use  to  try  any  longer."  said  Can't,  and 
sank  to  the  bottom  of  the  can,  while  Determin- 
ation continued  to  stroke  vigorously.  Presently 
he  began  to  feel  a  support  beneath  him  and  real- 
ized he  was  being  lifted  gradually  above  the  sur- 
face. He  looked  up,  saw  his  opportunity,  and 
nerving-  himself  for  a  final  effort,  he  sprang  out 
of  the  cup  to  the  green  g-rass  below. 

'■There!"  exclaimed  Mr.  Gofarther.  as  he 
saw  the  frog"  spring  from  his  milk  can.  "That 
careless  boy  forgot  to  rinse  the  milk  can  before 
putting- the  milk  into  it."  Ashe  spoke  he  poured 
out  a  quart  of  milk  for  the  little  boy  who  stood 
waiting". 

The  farmer's  explanation  did  not  disturb  the 
youth,  and  as  for  the  farrner,  lie  had  probably 
given  his  conscience  an  extra  dose  of  soothing- 
syrup. 

As  Determination  hopped  off  to  the  shady 
pool  his  mind  was  busy  with    its    own    thoughts. 

'•Here  lam  safe  out  of  that  white  water,  and 
Can't  lies  dead  because  he  was  not  willing-  to  put 
forth  the  effort  to  keep  on  top.  I  am  now  more 
convinced  than  ever  that  a  sturdy  will  can  accom- 


plish ahiK'st  everything-" 

By  tills  time  he  had  reached  the  brook,  and 
with  a  plunge  that  stirred  the  water  into  circling 
eddies,  he  swam  back  to  where  the  other  frogs 
were  playing-  hide  and  seek  among  the  rocks  in 
the  shallow  water. 


OLD  CHINA    WARE. 


In  these  days  people  are  eag-erl3'  searclung 
for  that  which  has  a  pedig-ree. 

The  original  manuscripts  of  authors  bring- 
an  enormous  price  and  historic  editions  of  the 
classics  are  prized  above  the  morocco  volumes. 
Society  women  have  for  several  years  been  deep- 
ly interested  in  preserving-  and  collecting-  rare 
specimens  of  china  ware  and  the  idea  has  become 
so  popular  that  every  woman  who  takes  any 
pride  in  artistic  decoration  is  eager  to  have  in 
her  collection  some  of  those  unique  shapes  and 
desig'ns  that  graced  the  tables  and  shelves  of 
long-  ago. 

The  questions  naturally  arise,  how  long-  ag-Q 
did  the  potter's  art  exist,  and  in  what  countries 
do  we  hnd  the  best  specimens.  The  art  of  the 
potter  is  almost  coeval  with  the  creation  of  man. 
for  with  the  exception  of  husbandry,  no  art  is  so 
widely  spread  tliroug-hout  the  human  race. 

Man  is  an  observing  creature.  Probabh-  a 
cousin  of  Adam  noticed  the  impression  of  the 
naked  foot  upon  the  soft  earth.  He  saw  that  the 
hollo-A'  would  hold  water,  and  what  would  be 
more  uatu,ral  than  to  dig-  out  the  piece  of  clav, 
hollow  and  all.  Or  perhaps  he  owed  his  know- 
ledge to  the  practice  of  overlaying-  a  woven  vessel 
with  clay  in  order  to  enable  it  to  be  placed  on 
the  fire.  The  very  first  clay  work  was  not  burn- 
ed with  artificial  heat,  but  was  dried  in  the    sun. 

Dr.  Birch  says;  '■Brick  is  classed  amongst 
the  earlier  inventions  of  the  arts  and  has  descend- 
ed with  various  modifications  from  ,tlie  building 
of  the  Tower  of  Babel  to  the  present  dav.  We 
all  know  that  brick  is  one  of  the  earliest  applica- 
tions of  pottery  to  the  use  of  man. 

Egypt  and  the  adjacent  lands  are  the  home 
of  the  art  of  pottery.  A  large  number  of  speci- 
mens have  been  preserved  in  the  tombs,  placed 
there  in  accordance  with  funeral  rites.  Among- 
the  best  known  pieces  are  the  amphorae  or  vases. 
Early  Eg-yptians,  no  doubt,  soon  learned  the 
value  of  earthenware  as  a  cool  and    safe    recepta- 


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COLLEOE    GrREETINOS. 


cle  for  food.  Very  likely  Pharaoh's  chief  butler 
used  many  such  pieces  for  the  storag'e  of  his 
wines  and  the  chief  baker  would  need"  a  larye 
number  for  his  baked  meai.s.  Yet  even  at  this 
early  stag'e,  utility  was  not  the  onl}'  feature 
about  these  vessels.  Ivove  for  the  beautifulisin  all 
nations  in  the  various  stages  of  development. 
The  idea  that  clay  could  be  beautiful  followed 
closely  on  the  idea  of  utility.  The  decoration 
was,  however,  very  simple,  usually  of  a  detailed 
treatment  of  varnish,  and  the  form  was  of  dark 
colored  bands.  The  invention  of  giaze.  dis- 
pensed with  the  difficulty  of  dealing  with  the 
porcus  nature  of  the  lightly  burned  clay.  In  As- 
syria and  Babylonia  it  was  used  to  make  writing 
tablets.  These  tablets  were  impressed  while 
'Still  soft  with  the  elaborate  cuniform  characters. 

The  ancient  (Greeks  are  rightlv  considered 
to  have  produced  the  finest  works  in  rude  clay 
that  have  ever  been  seen.  Their  knowledge 
probablv  e.xtended  back  almost  to  the  heroic 
ag"es.  Greek  vases  exist  in  abundance  in  all  the 
important  museums.  Some  fifteen  thousand  be- 
ing found  in  various  collections. 

It  is  difficult  to  classify  the  pottery  of  Ro- 
man times  for  the  best  of  the  Roman  knowledg'e 
of  material  and  method  v^'as  derived  from  the 
Greeks.  One  of  the  features  of  the  early  Roman 
pottery  is  the  number  of  lamps  that  seem  to  have 
been  constantly  in  use.  These  lamps  are  mostly 
■of  the  low  boat  shape,  oval,  elongated  or  circular 
with  handles  and  spouts  for  the  wicks. 

All  articles  of  clay  from  bricks  to  statuettes 
are  classed  as  pottery,  porcelain  is  therefore  in- 
cluded. The  Chinese  Empire  is  rightly  regarded 
as  the  great  home  of  porcelain:  this  porcelain  is 
the  higiiest  form  of  the  potter's  art  and  has  three 
special  characteristics.  It  is  hard,  white  and 
translucent. 

Between  9G0  and  1260  A.  D.  great  advance 
was  made  in  the  art  of  pottery  and  most  of  the 
archaic  specimens  existing  todav,  were  produced 
then.  Some  of  these  old  specimens  are  especial- 
ly attractive,  the  rich,  mellow  coloring  of  the 
glaze  being'  relieved  by  quaint  raised  figures 
and  artistic  gTooving-s.  As  the  Chinese  became 
more  proficient  in  the  art,  they  beg'an  to  play 
tricks  with  their  materials,  and  as  their  skill  in- 
creased, they  gave  full  play  to  their  fanciful  im- 
aginations. The  most  successful  pieces  are 
those  which  are  now  known  as  singfle  colors. 
They  are  ver}-  numerous  and  for  each  an  appro- 
priate name  was  given,  such  as,  "The  Morning," 


••The  Moonlight,"  ■•Blue  of  the  Prune  Skin.' 
••The  Violet  of  Wild  Apples,"  --The  Red  of  the 
Bean  Blossom,"  and  ••The  Liquid  Dawn."  The 
brilliant  g-reen  enamel,  that  is  seen  so  frequently, 
is  made  from  oxide  of  copper.  This  is  transpar- 
ent, and  allows  the  black  tracing-  underneath 
with  which  the  details  of  the  work  are  elaborated 
to  be  perfectly  seen.  Thus  we  see  that  China 
unaoubtedh  led  the  way  in  porcelain  as  Greece 
did  in  pottery. 

China  still  makes  large  quantities  of  her 
wares,  but  their  glory  has  departed.  The  bulk 
of  modern  productions  are  either  for  the  home 
market  or  to  meet  the  demands  of  foreign  trade. 
In  each  case  the  incentive  to  produce  fine  works 
is  gone.  The  quantity  is  required  not  the  qual- 
ity. 

The  famous  Medici  porcelain  was  made  in 
1580.  It  is  now  exceedingly  valuable,  and  there 
are  still  two  pieces  preserved  in  the  British  muse- 
um. 

The  Mexicans  displayed  great  skill  in  clay 
work.  The  art  of  modeling  reached  the  highest 
excellence,  and  faces  of  elastic  clay  have  been 
unearthed.  The  Mexican  pottery  even  now  is 
very  attractive  to  the  tourist  who  is  especi^illv  in- 
terested in  the  vases  of  peculiar  desig^n  and  color- 
ing'. 

The  Peruvian  water  bottle  is  an  ing'enious 
article.  It  has  a  very  small  opening,  apparently 
for  the  purpose  of  keeping  out  insects,  A  num- 
ber of  Peruvian  pieces  are  ornamented  with  em- 
bossed figures  having' perforated  ej'esand  mouths. 
A  curious  and  well  known  piece  is  a  certain  jar, 
shaped  like  the  figure  of  an  old  wonian,  and  as 
this  vessel  is  filled  with  water,  the  old  lady  sobs 
audibly,  while  tears  tickle  down  her  cheeks. 

The  Japanese,  Syrians,  Persians,  Arabians, 
and  Italians,  all  know  something'  of  the  art  of 
clay  modeling.  The  colors  th^at  the  Persians 
used  were  delicate  purple,  green,  blue  and  fine 
black.  The  Japanese  are  unexcelled  decorators, 
they  will  arrang'e  a  few  flowers  and  birds  in  a 
charming'  way,  combinations  which  the  Europ- 
eans vainly  strive  to  imitate. 

The  delicate  fancy  of  the  French  is  displayed 
in  the  famous  Rouen-faience,  the  hig-hest  in  value 
of  all  French  pottery.  The  features  of  Rouen 
work  are  the  usual  bright  enamel  ground  with 
borders  in  deep  indigo  blue  and  dull  red.  Spain 
imitates  France  but  does  not  equal  her  in  the  art 
of  pottery. 

However    the     true    entry     of    pottery     into 


College   Greetings. 


75 


Europe  was  the  time  when  Johaun  Bottg'er, 
chemist  to  the  elector  of  Saxony,  discovered  tlie 
secret  in  1709.  Through  his  assistants  lie  exe- 
cuted the  famous  task  of  fashioning'  clay  into 
porcelain. 

In  Berlin  the  progress  of  the  art  was  due,  in 
a  great  measure  to  the  war  of  Prussia  and  Sax- 
ony. The  Berlin  manufactory  is  still  in  existence 
and  some  very  fine  works  in  hard  porcelain  are 
being  produced.  At  the  Chicago  exhibition  in 
1893  was  a  magnificent  bath,  over  six  feet  in 
length  and  made  in  one  piece. 

In  England,  vessels  of  varied  form  have  been 
found  in  numerous  g'rave  mounds  or  barrows. 
These  vessels  are  made  for  various  purposes,  and 
were  classed  as  urns,  food  vessels,  drinking  cups 
and  incense  cups.  In  one  of  these  incense  cups 
the  ashes  of  a  mother  and  babe  were  placed. 
This  is  only  a  single  instance  of  many  such  dis- 
coveries. 

The  rude  wares  of  the  Anglo-Saxons  are  in- 
teresting to  note.  The  pottery  is  usually  of  clay, 
colored  outside  brown  or  dark  slate  color,that  has 
sometimes  a  tint  of  green  and  sometimes  it  is 
colored  black.  Charles  Binns  says:  "The  En- 
glish pottery  remained  practically  without  char- 
acter or  value,  during  the  middle  ages  and  until 
the  seventh  century.  Not  until  the  "dawn  of  the 
Renaissance  in  Europe  was  there  any  marked 
change.  The  Chelsea  porcelain  ranks  the  high- 
est for  beauty  of  decoration  and  careful  finish. 
The  usual  Chelsea  mark  is  an  anchor.  Another 
popular  ware  was  the  old  Derby  porcelain. 

Let  us  leave  the  foreign  lands  to  consider  our 
own  country.  Is  America  interested  in  the  art  of 
pottery?  It  is  generally  so  conceded.  The  earli- 
est inhabitants  had  some  idea  of  skillful  model- 
ing' in  clay.  During"  the  presidency  of  Mr.  Jeffer- 
son, persons  employed  in  digging'  near  the  Ten- 
nessee River  discovered  several  busts  of  Indians. 
These  tig'ures  are  almost  of  natural  size.  One 
face  has  distiiictlv  marked  tlie  wrinkles  of  ag'e 
and  thought; 

Shrewd  American  decorators  liave  realized 
that  it  is  not  necessary  to  go  to  Europe  or  the 
Orienffor  all  ideas  in  color  and  treatment.  Some 
of  the  most  artistic  statuary  has  been  fiishioned 
after  ideas  furnished  by  the  poet  Longfellow. 
During  the  early  part  of  this  century,  for  a  period 
of  twenty  or  thirty  years,  there  was  imported 
here  from  England  larg'e  quantities  of  earthen- 
ware of  a  patriotic  and  national  character.  These 
spociniens  are  now  eagerh'    soug'ht  after    by    tiie 


collectors  of  antiques.  This  ware  was  generallv 
decorated  in  blue  underg-laze  with  American 
views  and  patriotic  design  of  American  heroes. 
One  popular  design  had  the  names  of  the  differ- 
ent states  in  a  scroll  border.  Another  odd  plate 
is  the  "pilgrim  plate."  and  still  another  piece  il- 
lustrates the  landing  ot  Lafayette.  Tlie  largest 
china  vase  that  had  ever  been  made  at  that  time 
was  exhibited  at  the  Paris  exhibition.  It  was 
eleven  feet  in  heiglit,  and  si.v  feet,  four  inches  in 
diameter.  At  its  summit  was  a  bisque  of  Ceres 
surrounded  by  attendants.  This  remarkable 
vase  was  unfortunately  broken  just  a  vear  after 
its  completion. 

A  resident  of  New  York  posesses  a  piece  of 
china  ware  of  much  value  and  interest.  It  is  a 
Martha  Washington  plate  presented  to  lier  bv 
the  officers  of  the  French  navy. 

Some  of  the  White  House  treasures  link  our 
chief  magistrates  with  the  royal  heads  of  foreign 
g'overnments.  These  gifts  are  now  heirlooms  of 
the  United  States:  among'  them  are  vases,  pot- 
tery, rare  bric-a-brac  and  other  curios.  The 
mantle-piece  in  the  blue  room  is  decorated  with  a 
clock  presented  by  Lafayette  to  Washington. 

The  Rookwood  is  strictly  an  American  pro- 
duction, the  result  of  American  brains  and  en- 
ergy, while  the  capital  for  nearly  a  decade  was 
furnished  by  Mrs.  Storer.  Its  clays  are  from  the 
Ohio  valley,  and  its  artists  with  but  one  excep- 
tion, are  from  tlie  Cincinnati  Art  School, 

A  piece  of  Rookwood  pottery  is  an  education 
in  itself.  W.  P.  Jervis  says:  "To  take  a  piece 
in  your  hand  and  feel  its  velvet  softness,  to  look 
lovingly  on  the  happy  blending'  of  painting  and 
glaze  is  sugg'estive  of  a  symphony — the  music  of 
some  half  forgotten  dream."  The  Rookwood 
pottery  has  never  used  any  mechanical  means  in 
the  production  of  designs,  and,  moreover,  no  two 
pieces  are  alike. 

It  is  interesting  to  note  that  the  popular 
shades  are  blue,  g'reeen, yellow  and  pink.  Pecul- 
iar colors  are  shown  in  a  new  line  of  punch  bowls 
on  the  liberty  style.  Some  of  the  dinner  sets  in 
greatest  demand  are  in  light  blue  and  Oriental 
decorations,  recalling'  st^'les  of  si.xty  years  ag'o. 
Plates  representing'  scenes  from  Dicken's  novel, 
"The  Old  Curiosity  Shop."  are  sought  after, 
while  stone-ware  pictures  are  again  meeting'  with 
favor. 

Few  treasures  are  dearer  to  the  housewife 
than  a  collection  of  rare  china.  She  finds  its 
care  a  constant  pleasure,  and  the  fact  that  the 
most  fragile  pieces  are  handed  down  from  gener- 
ation to  g'eneration,  is  evidence  that  the  feeling 
with  which  they  are  regarded  jimounts  almost  to 
reverence. 

As  civilization  advances  new  ideas  are 
spring'ing-  up  which  are  making  this  art  of  the 
potter  more  and  more  progressive. 


76 


COLLEOE    GREETINOS. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS 

I'liblislied  Monthly  in  the  interest  of  Illinois 

Woman's  College  during  the 

College  Yeai-. 

DELLA   DIMMITT  'se  editor. 

HEDWIC  LUISE  WII_D1  '01.1 

ALICE  HAYES -01.  /     associate   editors. 

EMMA  BURNETT,  "97  musical  editor 

NELLIE  FRANCES  POE,  '99.   business  manager. 


SUBSCRIPTION  PRICE, 


50  CENTS  A  YEAR. 


Aluinn.'e,  Faculty   and  Students,  are  invited  to   con- 
tribute articles,  personals  and  items. 

All  communications,  should  be  addressed  to 
EDITOR  COLLEGE  GREETII^GS, 

Jacksonville.  Ill 


t  EDITORIAL. 

The  formation  of  a  College  Aid  Society  is 
yet  another  subject  reserved  for  consideration  at 
the  annual  alumnae  meetiiii^'  next  rnontli.  That 
it  may  be  clearly  in  the  thoug-ht  of  all,  the  fol- 
,  lowing"  outline  (">f  its  scope  and  purpose  lias  been 
prepared. 

ILLINOIS  WOMAN"S  COLLEGE  AID  SOCIETY. 

Object:  The  object  of  the  society  is  to  as- 
sist to  the  advantages  of  the  college  worthy 
young"  women  who  are  otherwise  unable  to  se- 
cure an  education. 

iSlembership:  Any  friend  of  the  college,  or 
any  former  or  present  student,  mav  become  a 
member  of  the  society  by  the  pavment  of  S5  an- 
nuallv. 

One  hundred  dollars  (SKHi)  will  secure  a  life 
membership. 

One  thousand  dollars  (SKIOO)  will  found  a 
permanent  tuition  scholarship,  and  entitle  the 
doner  to  name  the  scholarship  and  appoint  the 
beneficiary. 

Five  thousand  dollars  (S.^dnil)  will  found  a 
permanent  home  scholarship,  and  entitle  the 
donor  to  name  the  scholarship  and  appoint  the 
beneficiary. 

Officers:  The  officers  of  the  society  shall 
consist  of  an  e.xecutive  comrnittee  of  five 
members  elected  by  the  g-eneral  membership  at 
the  annual  meeting-  to  serve  for  one  vear  and  un- 
til the  other  officers  are  appointed. 

The  executive  committee    shall    elect  one    of 


their  number  president  and  one  secretary. 

The  treasurer  of  the    college   shall  be    treas-      < 
urer  of  the  society,  and  will  pay  money   out    only 
on  the  order  of  the  president  and  secretary. 

The  committee  shall  use  the  funds  created 
by  the  annual  dues  and  by-  the  interest  on  life 
memberships  and  scholarships  to  assist  young 
women  who  are  otherwise  unable  to  pay  the 
College  expenses.  The  principal  of  life  mem- 
berships shall  not  be  used,  but  shall  be  kept  as  a 
pennanent  fund,  carefully  invested,  and  only  the 
Interest  used. 

The  committee,  and  especially  the  president 
and  secretary,  shall  use  all  diligence  to  increase 
the  membership  and  secure  funds  for  the  society, 
and  shall  carefully  prepare  an  annual  statement 
of   the    condition    and    prospect    of   the    society,  l^y 

showing"  the  amounts  received  and  disbursed  in 
detail.  Such  report  should  be  made  first  to  the 
annual  meeting"  and  then  sent  out  to  all  Alumnae 
and  friends  who  may  help,  with  a  solicitation 
for  membership,  and  an  appeal  for- gifts. 


The  financial  problem  that  reappears  so 
often  in  one  guise  or  another  is  no  more  import- 
ant than  that  of  keeping  up  the  average  of 
attendance. 

This  vear's  class  numbers  thirtv  five,  and 
that  of  itself  is  matter  of  pride:  but  it  also 
means  a  loss  of  thirty  five  to  the  number  of  g"irls 
returning  next  year,  ft  is  a  larg"e  depletion  in 
the  ranks  which  every  interested  friend  of  the 
colleg'e  should  bear  in  mind. 

There  is  no  lack  of  material  from  which  to 
draw,  for  in  everv  town  and  village  are  high 
school  graduates  who  are  at  the  present  moment 
trying"  to  decide  where  they  will  go  ne.xt  }-ear  for 
further  and  higher  study.  If  the  alumnae  would 
e.\;ert  themselves  at  no  verv  g"reat  cost  of  time  or 
effort  to  bring"  the  colleg-e  before  tlie  thought  of 
these,  there  would  be  no  difficulty  in  supplving" 
the  places  of  the  departing"  thirty  five. 

Catalog"ues  and  other  printed  matter  will  be 
sent  on  application  to  anyone  desiring"  informa- 
tion, and  yet  one  must  remember  that  catalog"ues 
are  verv  much  alike  the  world  over  and  present 
much  the  same  necessary-,  but  dry  detail. 

The  word  spoken  somehow  clothes  the 
same  facts  with  more  of  interest  and  inipressive- 
liess. 


College   Greetings. 


77 


I   COLLEGE  DEPARTMENT.   t 
SCHOOL  OF  ELOCUTION. 

The  first  of  the  spriiij^'  recitals  was  yiven 
Friday  evenino',  April  5.  The  program  was  an 
attractive  one,  and  presented  a  departure  from 
the  ustial  recitative  numbers,  in  tliat  three  dram- 
atic scenes  were  rendered: 

The  first  number  consisted  of  a  part  of  Sheri- 
dan's great  comedy  "School  For  Scandal.  "This  was 
unqualified  success,  the  sparkle  and  zest  of  the 
family  quarrels  being-  firmly  held  by  Miss  Hill  as 
Sir  Peter  and  Miss  McCuUough  as  Lady    Teasle. 

The  piano  number,  then  g-iven,  "Butterfly 
Etude,"  by  Miss  Frankewas  a  pleasing  diversion 
and  showed  careful  preparation  and  a  trood  in- 
terpretation. 

Tlie  first  scene  from  "Ingomar"  bv  Holm 
was  the  next  literary  dumber.  The  characters 
had  been  happily  chosen,  and  each  player  dis- 
played more  than  ordinary  dramatic  impulse. 
The  scene  was  classical  both  in  literature  and 
interpretation.  The  characters  presented  were; 
Actea,  the  mother.  Miss  Wilhite;  Parthenia,  the 
daughter.  Miss  Achenbach;  Polvdor,  an  old  wid- 
ower and  suitor,  Miss  Stevenson. 

Another  piano  number,  "Concert  Waltz,"  by- 
Miss  Musg-rove.was  especiall}'  enjo^'ed,  as  the 
applause  attested.  Her  playing-  is  marked  by 
splendid  tecnique  and  a  freedom  of  e.xpression 
that  is  unusual. 

The  last  number,  a  Shakesperean  Burlesque, 
was  full  of  humor  from  beginning  to  end.  Each 
character  was  well  sustained  from  My  Lady  Mac- 
beth, who  talked  in  a  Scotch  brogue,  and  Juliet, 
wl:o  was  annoyed  by  the  absence  of  a  balcony 
and  moonlight,  and  the  lady  of  legal  mind,  Por- 
tia, even  to  little  Ophelia,  who  quoted  "Ham,"  in 
season  and  out. 

This  was  a  fitting  close  for  a  good  prog-ram, 
Miss  Moore,,  as  Lady  Macbeth;  Miss  Read — 
.Tuliet;  Miss  Wylder — Portia;  and  Mrs.  Brock- 
man  as  Ophelia. 

The  recital  g-iven  Thursda}- afternoon,  April 
11,  by  first  year  students,  was  said  bv  those  who 
attended,  to  be  the  best  one  of  its  kind  the  de- 
partment has  ever  g-iven.  The  young-  ladies 
showed  much  promise  for  the  future,  and  each 
number  represented  the  individuality  of  the 
speaker  as  well  as  a  masterv    of  principles.     Be- 


Cinilim 
Wcrner 


Dinihdr 


low  is  the   program: 

PROGRAM, 

Farmer  Stebhins 

L?;iLA  WILSOX. 
".Miiiirv   Ann"         -  .  . 

ETHEIj    WVLDER. 
My  Double         -  -  -  .     //.  //.   //„/,. 

MINNIE  HUCKEIJY 

Offering-  for  Cuba  -  -  -         Wcnici 

STELL.A.  SHUFF. 
Breaking-  the  Charm  / 
Little  Brown  Baby     ^ 

VIRGINIA    ORTON. 

"To  Have  and  to  Hold"         -  -  /,,hn~i„n 

SARA    DAVI.S. 

A  practical  Joke         -         -  -         -  (UirUiml 

DELLA    STEVENS. 

The  Senior  recitals  are  given  as  follow-s: 
April  1^',  4:15  p.  m..  Daisv  Rawling-s,  assist- 
ed hy  Nina  Hale,  piano  pupil  of  Miss  Dick- 
son. 

April  26.  Edith  Starr,  assisted  by  Cor- 
rine  Musgrove,  pupil  of  Prof.  ,Stead.  A  full 
account  of  these  will  appear  in  a  later  number  of 
the  Greeting-s. 

RECEPTIONS, 

On  Saturday  evening,  April  6th.  Dr.  and  Mrs. 
Harker  entertained,  assisted  by  the  Sophomores, 
It  is  the  first  reception  of  the  j'ear  at  which  '  the 
entire  body  of  students  was  present,  and  the  halls 
and  parlors  were  thronged.  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Har- 
ker, Miss  Line  and  Miss  Hill  received  the  guests, 
and  busy  little  Sophomores  were  on  the  alert  at 
the  end  of  the  line  to  introduce  new  arrivals  and 
usher  them  into  congenial  g-roups.  The  recep- 
tion room  was  decorated  in  pink  and  blue,  the 
Sophomore  colors,  and  the  refreshment  room  in 
green  and  white,  in  honor  of  the  Seniors.  The 
rooms  in  the  rear  of  the  chapel  were  made  in- 
viting, and  a  cozy  corner  had  also  been  arranged 
in  the  east  end  of  the  chapel.  Frappe  was  served 
by  a  group  of  Sophomores  and  the  guests  were 
invited  later  in  the  evening  to  repair  to  the  re- 
freshment room  where  ice  cream  and  cake  were 
served. 

Everyone  present  testified  to  having-  enjo3'ed 
the  evening-  verv  much   indeed. 

Saturday  afternoon,  March  SO,  from  3  to  5 
o'clock  occured  the  reception  to  the  resident 
alumnae. 


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College  GREETiwGis. 


In  spite  of  the  rather  tlirealening-  weather  a 
lar<je  uiimber.  more  than  one  luindred,  availed- 
themselves  of  the  opportunity  to  meet  their  old 
friends  and  classmates.  It  was  rather  an  in- 
formal affair,  few  introductions  being-  needed, 
and  as  the  end  sought  was  the  cultivation  of  a 
friendlier  feeling- among  us.  it  was  certainly  a 
highly  successful  function.  The  decorations 
were  red  caranations. 

Lig-ht  refreshments  were  served  by  members 
of  the  incoming-  class,  whose  first  introduction  it 
was  to  the  sisterhood  into  which  they  are  so  soon 
to  be  welcomed. 

In  the  receiving-  line  were  f)r.  and  Mrs.  , 
Harker.  Mary  E.  Dickson,  '88,  Alice  E.  Turley. 
'77,  Mrs  Delia  Wood  Duckies,  '95,  INIrs.  Lillie ' 
Ruddick  Thompson,  '77,  Reon  Osborne,  '%,  Mrs.  j 
Alice  Don  Carlos  Vog-el,  71, Mrs.  Rhoda  Tomlin  j 
Capps,  '62  and  Delia  Diminitt,   86.  [ 

Assisting-  in  entertaining-  were  Mrs.   Reliecca  I 
Wood  Metcalf,    '58,  Mrs.  Eliza  Trotter   CaVlwell. 
'54,  Mrs.  Mary  Woods  Crabtree.    'OS,    Mis.  Lizzie 
Dunlap  IN'ixon,    '81    Mrs.    Serilda  vSeymour  Kaw- ! 
ling-s,  '83  andMrs,  Eleanore  Boston  Putnam.  | 


,f  \y-!u   "*  V;---  ''""V'""-^"f  ^■'■ected  to  the    memorv 
't  Wallace  P.  Day  bv  liis  friends  and    pupiN.        ' 

Elizabeth  Doying',    Pianist, 

Pupil  of  Mr.  .stead, 

-.ind 

L'RL.\  HEATRICE  ROrPGER  .SOPR.AXO, 

Pupil  of  Miss  Shanafelt. 

Wpdnesday,  March  27,  ISIOl,  at  4;10  P  M. 

Progiram. 


MUSIC. 


In  the  music  department  there  have  been 
thus  far  live  graduating-  recitals.  The  standard 
of  former  years  has  been  maintained,  and  the 
public  appearances  show  the  result  of  careful 
training  mi  the  part  of  the  various  instructors. 

The  programs  given  have  been  as  follows: 


f'UKuein  Aminor 

Sonata,  Op.  53  (first  movement) 

tndymion  -  -  _  _  . 

a    Romanza  -  _  _  _ 

b    If  I  wei-e  a  Bird  -  -  _  _ 

c    La  .Sauterelle  -  -  _  _ 

d    Etude,  Op.  2,5,  No  fl       - 

a    The  Curl       -  -  .  .  _ 

b    Nymphs  and  .Shepherds 

c    Synnove's  Song         -  -  .  _ 

d    Love  Finds  the  Way       -  -  .  . 

Romanza  (from  E  minor  concerto) 

Accompanied  on  se.-ond  piano 
The  Robin  i 

Tne  Mignonette  '---__ 
In  the  Woods      I 

La  Companella  Etude  -  -  ,  . 

C-nbra  leggiera  (from  iJinnrahl 


Bach-Liszt 

Beethoven 

Liza  Lehmann 

Pabst 

Hansel  t 

H.  Parker 

Chopin 

-Neidlinger 

Purcell 

KJerulf 

Raff 

Chopin 

MacDowell 

Liszt 
Meyerbeer 


Vivian  Merrill,  Pianist, 

Pupil  of  Mr.  Stead, 

Assisted  By 

ELIZABETH  MATHER.S,  .SOPRANO 

Wednesday,  April  3.  I90I,  1:10  o'clock  p.  m 

Prog'ram. 

.Sonata,  Op.  2(1  (Theme  and  \ai  iationsl 

Fugue  in  G  minor 

a    Irish  Love  Song  -  .  _ 

b    The  Dandelion 
c    The  Red,  Red  Rose 
a    Nocturne,  Op.  S5,  No.  1  -  _ 

b    Etude  in  D  flat         -  - 

c    March,  Op.  39  -  . 

3ypsy  Song  (from  Carmen) 
Concerto  in  C;  minor  (Last  MovementI 

Orchestral  parts  on  second  pi;\ 


Heethoven 

Rheinberger 

Margaret  Lang 

ChadAviek 

Bai-tlett 

Chopin 

Liszt 

Holla?nder 

Bizet 

Mendelssohn 


COLIvEOE     GREETINOS. 


7\9 


Ii-ma  Marshall,  Pianist, 

Pupil  of  Mr.  Stead, 

Assisted  By 

JESSIE  WII.COX,  CONTRALTO, 

Wednesday.  April  10,  4:10  p.  m. 

Program. 

Sonata  Op.  31,  No.  3  -  -  -  Beethoven 

Allegro, 


uetto, 

'resto  Con  fuoca. 


Scherzo, 

a  Lullaby   (*Violin  Obligate) 

b  Love  is  a  Bubble 

c  The  Quest 

d  Gypsy  Jan  (Fortune  Teller) 

Ballade,  Op.  20 

Nocturne  -  -  - 

Midsummer  Night's  Dream 

Waldeshauschen,  Etude  -  -  - 

Two  Selections  (from  Persian  Garden) 

Concerto  in  D  minor  (Last  movement) 

Orchestral  parts  on  Second  piano, 
*Violin  Obligato  by  Mr.  Hoblit. 


Hanscom 

Allitson 

Smith 

Herbert 

Reinecke 

Naprawnik 

Templeton  Strong 

Liszt 

Liza  Lehmann 

Rubinstein 


Carrie  Marion  Morrison,  Pianist, 

Pupil  of  Mr.  Stead, 

Assisted  By 

ARTHUR  SCOTT.  TENOR. 

Wednesday,  April  17.  lilOl.  at  4;10  P  M. 

Program. 

Capriecio  Brillante,  Op.  22  -  -  Mendelsshon 

Accompanied  on  second  piano. 

a  .\m  Meer  _  -  -  . 

b  Come,  O  Come.  My  Life's  Delight 

c  Thy  Lovely  Face 

d  Bonjour  Suzon 


Ballade.  Op.  86  -  -  - 

Tarantelle,  Op.  11  -  -  ■ 

To  a  Wild  Rose         I 

y,i,"T?'  *".'?  ^  rnl^n^    Woodland  Skelches 

Old  Trysting  Place  I 

In  Autumn  1 

Etude,  No.  107,  No.  12  - 

Recitative  and  Aria       -  -  - 

Rhapsodic  Hongroise,  No.  11 


Schubert 

Parker 

Schumann 

Delibes 

Chaminade 
Scharwenka 


Godard 

Liza  Lehmann 

Liszt 


Fraz\ces  Guerx^sey  Harlo'we,  Pianist, 

Pupil  of  Mr.  Stead, 

CORINNE  MUSGROVE, 

Assisting 

Tuesday,  .\pril  2:!,  1901,  4:10  o'clock  p.  m: 

Program. 


Concert-Stuck  -  -  -  - 

Accompanied  on  second  piano. 
Angels  Fver  Bright  and  Fair 

Nocturne,  Op.  Ii7  - 

Valse  Caprice  -  -  _  - 

Barcarolle,  Op.  37 

Ballade  in  A  flat  -  -  - 


I'm  Wearin'  AWa' 
When  Celia  Sings 
Polonaise  in  E 


Hoendel 

Reinecke 

Chaminade 

Tschaikowsky 

Chopin 

Foote 
Moir 
Liszt 


COLLEGE  NOTES. 

Lillian  Hart  spent  April  14tli.  and  LStli.  at 
her  home  at  Auburn. 

Nellie  Gunnett,  of  Riddle  Hill,  who  was  a 
student  of  the  collej>-e  ■99-'00,  visited  her  former 
room-iTiate,  Helen  Pratt,  the  first  week  in    April. 

Mrs.  Marshall,  of  Ipava,  came  to  the  college 
April  10.  to   attend    her   daughter   Tma's    recital. 

Alice  Abbot,  '00,  of  Mason  City,  visited  the 
Misses  Helm  on  Easter  Sunday  and  the  following' 
Monday. 

Mae  Thompson  spent  April  14  and  15  at  her 
home  in  Virden. 

Mamie  Fry  returned  April  15.  from  a  two 
davs  visit  at  her  home  at  Mt.  Sterling". 

Mrs.  Conover  visited  her  sister,  Matilda 
Muscli  at  the  Colleg-e  April  15. 

Helen  Kennedy  and  Ma\iiie  Huntlv.  '98.  spent 
the  13th.  as  g'uests  of  Maude  Harker. 

The  .Tunior  essays  lately  read  in  chapel  have 
been  "The  Unwritten  Law  of  Courtesy,"  Ger- 
trude Tanner;  "The  Literary  South,"  Olive  Jack; 
"The  Man  of  the  World,"  Winifred  Palmer. 

The  Conference  Visitors  consisting'  of  the  M. 
E.  pastors  living'  in  the  city,  spent  a  forenoon 
at  the  College  this  month,  visiting'  quite  a  num- 
ber of  classes  and  e.xpressing'  commendation  of 
the  work  being'   done. 

Miss  Dickson  spent  a  few  days  the  past' 
month  in  Chicago. 

Mrs.  Duland  and  Mrs.  Nolte  were  visitors  at 
the  College  Marcli  29.  and  were  much  interested 
in  noting"  the  many  improvements  that  have 
taken  place  since  the  former  was  a  student  here 
in  '58. 

Flosse  Howell  had  the  pleasure  of  a  day's 
visit  from  her  brother  (reorg'e,  of  Mattoon. 

Golden  Berryman's  sister,  from  Franklin, 
visited  her  at  the  College  a  few  days,  the  first 
week  in  April. 

The  south  campus  presents  a  livelv  appear- 
ance since  the  warm  April  days  have  come  and 
tennis  is  being'  enthusiastically  revived. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stead  have  been  honored  bv  an 
invitation  to  play  before  the  State  Teachers' 
Musical  Association  to  be  held  in  Spring-field  this 
coming"  June.  For  one  number  the}-  -will  play 
the  Sinding"  ■\^ariation  for  two  pianos,  which 
elicited  such  praise  at  their  recital. 

Feme  Hilsabeck  spent  her  senior  vacation  at 
her  home  in  Winsdor,  returniii""  the  4th. 


COLLEOE  Greetings. 


Mary  Woody  relurneid  from  a  few  days  visit 
at  her  home  in  Homer  upon  the  same  day. 

Miss  Ludwig'  had  the  pleasure  of  a  visit  from 
her  friend.  Miss  Lucy  Dresser,  of  Sorento.  111.,  a 
relative  of  Lieutenant  Governor  Northcott. 

Miss  Dresser  was  associated  with  Miss  Lud- 
wig-  last  year  in  her  school  at  Butler.  Mo.  On 
the  evening"  of  the  27th.  the  faculty  and  house 
pupils  were  invited  to  meet  Miss  Ludwig's  friend 
informally  in  the  reception  room. 
U        1.1/        O 

Tardy  maiden!  ^ 

Panic  laden 
Speeding'  toward  the  dining-  room; 

Madd'ning' thoughts  before  her   loom — 
Thoughts  of  breaking: a  "startable." 

How  indeed  will  she  be  able 
There  to  face  the  scores  of  eyes. 

Pace  the  g-rave.  displeased  surprise 
Obvious  in  her  teacher's  glasses 
As  she  falters,  eyes  askance, 
"Please  e.xcuse  me — it's  that  bell, 
I  «(■:•(';- hear  that  rising  bell." 
d        tt        Q 
The  letters  from    the  French   correspondents 
continue  to  arrive  at  intervals  and  are    fuU    of  in- 
terest, though  there  is  space  but  for  this  one  and 
one  brief  extract    from    that  of  their  English    in- 
structor. 

Beangency.  l.^tli..  .\pril.  I'lOl. 
My  dear  Miss  Buxton. 

I  am  verv  content  that  we  have 
ahnost  the  same  age;  I  think  that  we  shall  thus 
be  better  friends. 

When  I  have  written  to  Miss  Wilcox.  I  have 
begged  of  her  to  send  me  a  corrected  copy  of  mv 
letter:  but  I  have  thought  that  it  was  much  w(uk: 
also  I  have  found  another  mean;  it  would  be  to 
send  me  only  a  cop3^  of  the  bad  phrases,  it  will 
be  already  work  enoug'h  for  you! 

At  this  time  we  have  holidays  .md  I  aui  at 
home.  My  home  is  in  an  old  castle  built  in  the 
eleventh  century.  This  castle  is  now  transform- 
ed in  Depot  de  Mendicite  (Forgive  me  but  I  don't 
know  to  traduce  this)  In  this  depot  are  send 
beggars  and  even  robbers;  it  is  almost  a  prison. 
My  father  is  a  keeper  in  this  Depor  It  is  not 
ever  amusing  1o  live  here;  there  are  sometimes 
mutinies  and  more  often  some  men  flee.  But  I 
love  verv  much  my  home  for  I  w;is  horn  in  it.  I 
have  two  sisters,  one  is  fifteen  years  old  and  the 
other  is  only  eleven  years  old.  ,\nd  you.  have 
vou  sisters  or  brothers. 


You  will  e.xcuse  me  not  to  write    longer,    but 
in  the  liolida\'s.  we  have  so  many  occupations. 
Your  friend 
Alicie. 

Auch.  Gers. 

Yon  will  think  it  strange  perhaps  that  I  do 
not  write  vou  in  English.  Be  kind  enough  to  ex- 
cuse me.  for  I  must  write  hastily  and  have  not 
the  time  to  think  in  Kng'lisli. 

Still  your  letter  was  so  amiable  and  so  in- 
teresting and  I  have  in  turn  so  manv  thing's  to 
tell  vou.  that  I  prefer  to  write  you  in  French  and 
not  to  delay  another  day  in  answering"  vou. 
Many,  many  thanks  for  the  interesting-  things 
and  the  pretty  pictures  you  have  sent  me. 

All  this  was  an  unknown  world  to  me  and  I 
dwelt  upon  the  least  details  with  she  g"reatest 
pleasure.  I  wish  you  could  have  been  a  witness 
of  the  joy  of  m}'  pupils  when  all  those  prettv  en- 
"■ravings  came.  I  shared  with  them  also  the  in- 
teresting details  of  your  letter  which  immediate- 
ly'g-ave  them  a  desire  to  know  vou.  The  album 
and  the  catalog'ue  of  I.  W.  C  have  completelv 
carried  them  away. 

They  were  all  delighted  with  their  new 
friends  in  America  and  propose  to  do  their  best 
to  render  this  new  friendship  more  intimate. 

Fi"om  what  1  have  seen  in  the  catalog"ue  of 
vour  school,  teaching  is  not  the  same  as  in 
France.  I  send  you  the  -'plan  of  studv"  adopted 
in  the  education  of  young'  girls  in  France,  and 
you  will  see  that  we  give  much  time  to  the  teach- 
ing of  Letters,  Literature  and  French  compo- 
sition. History,  Moral  Science  and  living  lan- 
g'uag'es,  sciences  are  also  included  but  much  less 
time  is  given  to  them.  As  to  the  dead  languages, 
Latin  and  Greek,  they  occupy  almost  no  place. 
Even  in  the  higher  schools  the  studv  of  them  is 
restricted  to  young  men  in  the  f^ycee. 

Our  teaching'  has  for  its  aim  ni>t  onlv  prep- 
aration for  examinations,  but  the  formation  of  a 
culturated  spirit,  g'ood  judgment  and  right  ideas 
of  life  in  young'  women  who  may  be  capable  bv 
their  knowledge  of  being  useful  in  those  who  sur- 
round them.  Nevertheless,  the  instruction  which 
we  give  in  our  establishments  is  couiplete  enoug'h 
ft)r  the  pupils  to  be  ahle,  before  tliey  leave  scho.>l 
to  pass  the  different  examinations.  This  will 
explain  why  the  majority  of  correspoudants  wh.om 
vou  know  speak  of  an  examination  for  the  end 
of  the  vear.      '*      "*      * 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


Vol.  IV 


Jacksonville,  III.,  May-June,  1901. 


No.  9  10. 


THE  LEAVE-TAKING    I 
OF  1901.  I 


m^^^^^mm^mmm^^m^^mmm^mmmmmm^^^^^mmm<B^mmm^m^mm^^^.m^m^.mmmm^ 


MAY    SONG. 


Bee,  sipping  sweets  from  the  nodding  "white  clover. 

Lingering  long  where  the  honey-dew  drips. 
Teach  me  a  lesson,  O,  busy  brown  rover,— 

Tell  me  what  theme  I  should  keep  on  my  lips. 
"Work!"  hums  the  bee;    "Be  ceaselessly  doing 

Garner  your  stores  in  the  bright  morning  hours. 
Fair  is  the  day,  but  the  black  night  pursuing 

Drops  her  dark  mantle  o'er  close-folded  flowers." 

Bird,  singing  low  from  your  nest  in  the  rushes. 

Giving  to  morning  your  tunefulest  notes. 
Sweetly  your  melody  trembles  and  gushes. 

Clear  is  your  song  as  it  heaven-ward  floats; 
Tell  me,  O  lark,  what  the  theme  of  your  song  is. 

What  is  the  secret  you  hide  in  your  breast? 
"Sing!"  pipes  the  bird,  "while  the  morn  fair  and  long  is 

Day  is  for  singing  and  night-time  for  rest." 

Brook,  little  brook,  running  on  and  foreve 

Stopping  nor  loitering  for  stones  in  your  course. 
Yours  is  the  type  of  a  ceaseless  endeavor, — 

Say,  what  deep  ecstacy  dwells  at  your  source? 
"Look!"the  stream  murmurs,"where  stones  part  my  waters 

Dashing  them  into  a  dim  mist  of  rain. 
See  where  the  sun-bows  gleam.  Lights'  fairest  daughters, 

—Hope  thus  transflgureth  sorrow  and  pain." 

Lily,  my  priestess,  so  white  and  so  saintly. 

Lifting  your  face  to  the  sun's  golden  glow. 
Preach  me  a  sermon,  oh,  whisper  it  faintly — 

Can  they  live  purely,  who  live  here  below? 
"Turn  your  face  skyward;  base  souls  in  depression 

Bend  the  gaze  downward  where  clods  bound  the  view; 
Nature  makes  ever  her  silent  confession: 

Growth  seeks  the  light— Pure  souls  seeks  the  true  " 


THE  RETROSPECT. 


WITHEE. 


The  opening-  of  the    school  in  the   fall  of   '97 
broug-ht   the  usual  animated   tlircag-  of   students 


into  her  halls.  One  rnig-ht  note  wandering-  through 
the  crowd  the  wisely  solemn,  or  the  solemnly 
wise  senior,  the  hustling  junior,  the  pompous 
sophomore,  and  the  noisy  freshmen.  The  first 
days  of  our  existence  as  Freshmen  were  very  im- 
pressive. Class  spirit  soon  manifested  itself 
among-  us,  as  was  shown  frqm  our  desire  to  make 
a  display  of  our  newly  chosen  colors,  green  and 
wliite.  One  morning-,  as  the  students  had  gath- 
ered for  chapel  exercises,  there  was  a  breathless 
silence  came  over  the  audience  as  Dr.  Harker  did 
not  "begin."  In  the  meantime,  the  Freshmen 
were  in  the  recitation  room  above  waiting  for  the 
last  pin  to  be  put  into  place.  Soon  footsteps 
were  heard  upon  the  stairs,  and  in  marched  the 
class,  attired  in  white  dresses,  trimmed  in  smy- 
lax,  the  class  emblem,  and  bearing  the  class  col- 
ors with  which  the  seats  were  decorated. 

The  fall  of  '98  saw  many  of  the  same  students 
back  on  enrollment  day.  Time  had  not  been  idle, 
however,  for  many  a  well  known  face  was  absent. 
But,  on  the  other  hand,  not  a  few  new  ones  were 
greeted  with  a  genial  handshake  and  invited  to 
join  with  the  "Sophs."  Although  we  had  pro- 
gressed fram  the  stage  of  Freshmen,  the  same 
old  class  spirit,  so  evident  then,  still  had  possess- 
ion of  us,  even  to  a  greater  degree.  We  were 
constantly  led  on  by  the  desire  to  do  something, 
no  matter  what  it  was.  just  to  show  this  prevail- 
ing- spirit.  So  after  numerous  class  meeting's 
and  discussions  of  various  kinds,  we  decided  to 
entertain  the  school  at  a  Hallowe'en  party.  We 
all  set  out  to  make  this  event  successful  just  to 
show  them  what  we  could   do  and   surely  we   ac- 


f£. 


COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


complished  our  purpose.  The  chapel  and  library 
were  beautifully  decorated  in  pumpkin  vines, 
bunting-,  and  autumn  leaves.  The  -'shadow  play" 
was  g-iveu  for  amusement.  Probably,  to  those 
having-  the  pleasure  of  witnessing-  this  play,  the 
scene  between  the  two  lovers  was  most  interest- 
ing-. Mary  Helm,  the  one  in  the  barn  loft,  (which, 
however,  consisted  of  a  few  boards,)  was  very 
much  afraid  she  would  fall  throug-h,  and  Myra 
Henion,  the  one  in  the  churn,  went  to  get  out  and 
pulled  part  of  the  churn  along-  with  her.  For  re- 
freshments, pop-corn  and  taffy  were  served.  So 
amid  jokes  and  various  distracting  events,  lessons 
were  usually  learned,  and  the  class  passed  swift- 
ly through  the  Sophomore  year,  and  on  a  well  re- 
membered day  became  designated  as  Juniors. 

The  passing-  years  had  made  great  chang-es 
in  membership  and  appearance  of  the  class. 
Some  had  dropped  aside  for  various  reasons,  and 
some  new  ones  were  added,  but  still  the  old  spirit 
of  loyalty  was  still  present  and  vigilance  against 
foes  and  schemes  did  not  sleep.  Many  happy 
events  occurred;  the  most  exciting-  of  these  was 
tlie  basket  ball  game.  In  this,  the  Juniors 
crowned  themselves  with  honor.  The  challeng-e 
had  come  from  the  Seniors  and  Sophomores  to 
the  Juniors  and  Freshmen.  We  determined 
never  to  let  the  Seniors  get  ahead  of  us,  so  went 
quietly  to  work.  When  the  final  day  arrived,  the 
players  took  their  places  and  from  the  first  the 
Juniors  took  the  lead.  Finallv  the  Seniors  be- 
gan to  come  slowly  to  the  front  until  only  one 
point  was  needed  to  decide  the  game.  Imagine 
the  enthusiasm  manifested  by  both  classes  and 
the  "class  yells"  resounding  through  the  air. 
Soon  that  one  point  was  won  bv  a  Junior,  and 
then,  how  we  celebrated!  With  colors  flj'ing-  and 
yells  ringing  we  marched  down  the  street  and 
had  everything  our  own  way,  while  the  poor  Sen- 
iors could  only  look  on.  But  the  best  was  yet  to 
come.  On  class  day,  much  to  the  discomfort  of 
the  Seniors,  just  as  they  were  read}'  to  beg-in 
their  exercises,  in  marched  the  Juniors  bearing 
the  famous  basket  ball  draped  in  colors.  But, 
alas!  those  happy  days  are  gone. 

A  few  days  more  and  the  class  of  1901  will  be 
remembered  in  history.  Onl}'  then  will  the  ex- 
amination-pestered crews  of  the  future  realize 
that  the  brightest  earthly  things  only  g-listen, 
then  are  gone.  Just  four  Septembers  have  been 
counted  off  by  the  unmindful  hand  of  Father 
Time,  since  the  class  of  1901  was  wafted  by  an 
ill  wind  or  the  bad  passenger   service  of    the  rail- 


roads into  the  city  on  the  banks  of  the  Mauvais- 
terre  Creek.  Some  were  imported  from  various 
parts  of  the  country.  Some  came  from  the  ranks 
of  sub-freshmen  and  some,  much  tossed  about  in 
public  schools,  at  last  anchored  in  I.  W.  C.  AVhat 
a  joyful  task  to  relate  the  history  of  such  a  class! 

List  to  the  class  we  praise, 

While  our  glad  song-s  we  raise. 

We  are  the  Seniors. 

We  are  the  leaders, 

We  are  the  grand  old  class. 

The  great  and  splendid  one 

You  never  can  surpass. 
Many  pleasant  events  long-  to  be  remembered 
by  Seniors  have  occurred  this  year.  A  hay  ride 
was  planned  for  us  by  the  Juniors  which  was  a 
delightful  affair  in  every  particular.  We  were 
driven  to  a  beautiful  country  home  where  all  en- 
joyed the  evening-  which  Nature  had  made  so 
perfect.  The  social  events,  also,  have  not  been 
neglected.  Especially  to  be  remembered  were 
the  reception  given  us  by  our  beloved  class-o-fiScer. 
and  the  dinner,  by  our  president  and  his  wife. 
In  a  few  short  days  the  class  of  1901  will  be 
ushered  forth  into  the  great  wide  world.  Onlv 
then  will  we  realize  how  soon  that  dav  for  whicli 
we  have  been  longing-,  lias  arrived  and  is  gone. 
We  can  shake  the  Jacksonville  mud  from  our 
shoes  and  start  out  to  climb  the  suunv  slope  of 
fame,  and  perchance  at  some  lonelv  spot  on  its 
summit  we  may  stop  to  tliink  of  colleg-e  days; 
of  many  reminders  of  that  time  which  sped  swift- 
ly as  a  g-olden  opportunity  or  a  fleeting  train  of 
thought.  We  may  even  sing-  at  some  remote 
period  on  the  journey  of  life; 

"Backward,  turn  backward,  oh.  Time    in  thv 

flight. 
And  make  me  ajirepagain  justforonenight." 


CHARCOAL   SKETCHES. 

ON  THE  W.-\y  TO  liRE.\KF.\ST. 

The  rising--bell  raises  its  tuneful  voice  at  six 
twenty  dail}',  and  that  is  calculated  to  give  even 
the  most  fastidious  time  to  prepare  for  seven 
o'clock  breakfast.  In  spite  of  this  the  girls  often 
witness  strang-e  sights  while  breakfastward — 
flying-  figures,  fastening-  up  saques  as  they  speed 
along,  pausing-  now  at  one  landing  to  lace  a  left 
shoe,  now  at  another  to  lace  a  right,  robbing- 
some  bulletin-board  on  the  wav.  perhaps,  of  a  pin 
or  two  to  complete  the  hasty    toilet,  and    appear- 


COLIvEOE     GREETINOS. 


crs 


ing  in  the  dinino-room  flushed  but  triumphant 
just  as  the  heads  are  bowing-  for  the  blessing. 
There  are  some  who  even  testify  to  having-  seen 
these  figures  flourishing-  a  towel  in  their  down- 
stairs race,  vigorously  applying-  first  one  end  and 
then  the  other,  vainly  trying-  to  eradicate  those 
tell-tale  "finger-marks  of  sleep"  still  evident  on 
each  cheek. 

AFTER  THE  RECEPTION. 

The  last  guests  have  gone,  the  floors  and  set- 
tees are  strewn  with  wilted  rose-buds,  the  cush- 
ions are  crushed  and  disordered,  and  everything 
has  a  desolate  and  deserted  air.  Upstairs,  though, 
the  girls  are  gathering  into  groups,  laughing, 
chattering-.  Everybody  has  had  a  "perfectly 
lovely  time,"  and  everybody  has  a  "trade-last" 
for  everybody  else.  Some  one  on  the  hall  throws 
her  door  open.  "Come  on  in  girls,  and  let's  talk 
it  over.  Dear,  I  do  think  that  fouUard  is  a  dream; 
I  wish  you  could  have  heard  what  somebody  said 
about  you."  "Oh,  do  you  like  it — thanks.  But 
do  tell  me  what  'somebody'  said  about  me."  And 
thea  there  is  prolonged  whispering  and  laughing 
in  that  corner  of  the  room.  The  girls  put  in  their 
time  as  they  chatter  in  smoothing  and  folding 
their  belt  ribbons,  extricating  hair-ornaments, 
unpinning  roses  and  depositing  them  in  the 
water-pitcher  (vases  are  scarce  just  after  a  re- 
ception.) Eagerly  they  compare  notes, — as  to 
who  is  a  good  conversationalist,  as  to  who  is  a 
bore,  as  to  who  is  conceited,  as  to  who  dresses 
well, — some  one  interrupting  the  discussion  now 
and  then  with  an  appeal  to  "please  find  the  head 
of  that  pin."  Presently  there  is  a  knock  at  the 
door  and  their  receptiou-after-thoughts  are  broken 
into  by  a  voice  saying  "Girls,  three  bells  have 
rung,  and  it  is  high  time  everybody  was  in  her 
room." 

SWEEPING    DAY. 

Dust  flying,  furniture  creaking,  doors  bang- 
ing,— these  are  the  unmistakable  signs  of 
''sweeping-day."  The  halls  are  jammed  with 
tables,  chairs,  screens  and  wash-stands,  so  that 
it  requires  infinite  skill  to  pick  one's  way  through 
that  labyrinth  of  household  goods  without  en- 
dangering somebody's  bric-a-brac,  or  upsetting 
an  ink  bottle  or  two.  Busy  girls,  armed  with 
brooms  and  dust-pans,  run  hastily  to  and  fro; 
everybody  seems  to  realize  that  there  is  just  one 
precious  hour  in  which  to  accomplish  the  all-im- 
portant weekly  cleaning.  There  stand  two  room- 
mates vociferously  disputing-  as  to  whose  "turn"' 
it  is  to  sweep    this    week;  one    assiduous    house- 


keeper is  beating  pillows  at  her  door;  another  is 
splashing-  away  in  a  wash-basin  containing  mugs 
and  soap-dishes,  and  at  tlie  end  of  the  hall  a 
group  of  girls  are  remonstrating  with  their  neigh- 
bor for  shaking-  a  dusty  table-cover  in  the  region 
of  their  newly-dusted  furniture. 

Gradually  the  chaos  in  the  hall  subsides,  the 
furniture  is  wheeled  in,  the  armfuls  of  books  are 
restored  to  their  proper  places,  the  pillows  are 
gathered  up  and  carried  in,  and  doors  shut  with 
a  final  slam  just  as  the  study-bell  rings.  In  a 
few  minutes  the  hall  is  quiet  save  for  a  few  tardy 
figures,  scurrying  about  to  return  borrowed 
brooms  and  dust-pans. 

A    LIBRARY  (;R0UP. 

It  is  the  period  before  the  class  in  Gen.  Liter- 
ature is  to  have  its  final  test,  and  a  group  of 
seniors  have  taken  absolute  possession  of  one  of 
the  tables.  A  subdued  buzz  arises  from  their 
midst,  hushed  now  and  then  by  a  sharp  rap  from 
the  librarian's  pencil  accompanied  by  a  warning 
glance  toward  the  sign:  "Please  do  not  Talk  in 
the  Library.  —  "Say.  if  we're  asked  to  give  Words- 
worth's style,  what  are  you  going  to  say?  Deep? 
reflective? — "  "Yes,  that'll  do,  I  g-uess.  But 
what  would  you  say  is  the  principle  of  Descartes' 
philosphy?"  "Let  me  see,"  turning  over  the 
leaves  of  her  tablet,  "I  had  that  somewhere.  Are 
you  going  to  have  your  commencement  dress 
made  with  elbow  sleeves?  Oh,  here  it  is:  Descar- 
tes advocated  the  principle,  'I  think;  therefore,  I 
am.'"  "Thanks,  now  about  the  German  phil- 
osophers;— oh,  say,  did  you  find  some  one  to  make 
up  your  new  shirt-waists  for  you?"  Here  the 
subdued  buzz  is  suddenly  interrupted  by  a  person 
of  undisputed  authority  who  informs  these  dis- 
turbers of  the  peace  that  the  reception-room  is 
the  place  for  talking,  but  that  the  library  has 
been  designed  for  a  different  purpose.  After  this 
gentle  suggestion  there  is  undisturbed  quiet  for 
fullv  ten  minutes. 

"GETTING    PERMISSION." 

The  office  hours  for  "getting  permission"  are 
from  1:30  to  2:00  and  the  hall  is  thronged  with 
permission  seekers.  There  are  spirited  alterca- 
tions going  on  as  to  whose  "turn"  comes  next, 
and  every  new  arrival  surveys  the  waiting  group 
and  remarks  with  a  resigned  air  pathetic  to  see 
that  she  "guesses  she  is  last."  The  faces  of 
those  returning  from  the  interview  proclaim  the 
success  or  failure  of  their  mission;  there  are  all 
shades  of  joy  and  dispair. — now  a  girl  with  woe- 
begone face  who  has  been    informed  that  her    re- 


f- 


College  Greetings. 


quest  was  something'  "entirely  too  irregular"  and 
that  "an  exception  could  not  be  made  in  her  case" 
— now  a  g'irl  with  joyous  tread  who  cheerfully 
deposits  on  the  file  her  neat  little  "permission 
blank"  stating  the  precise  hour  of  her  departure 
and  return.  Let  us  follow  a  few  of  these  anxious- 
faced  girls  into  the  presence  of  supreme  justice. 
Enter  one  with  a  request  to  visit  with  friends  in 
town.  A  little  book  is  consulted,  "Let  me  see, 
I  believe  you  spent  Sunda}-  out  only  two  weeks 
ag'o;  isn't  that  rather  often?"  "Yes,  but  I  spent 
four  Sundays  in  the  building-  before  that."  "And 
you  think  it  wouldn't  interfere  too  much  with 
your  work?  Do  you  know  what  plans  your 
friends  have  made  for  you?  Are  you  expecting 
'  to  have  any  callers?"  Meekly,  "I'm  sure  I  don't 
know,"  "Well,  if  you  feel  confident  that  it  won't 
in  any  wa}-  hinder  your  work,  I  suppose  you  may 
go  but  I  will  not  expect  another  request  to  visit 
in  town  tliis  term."  Humbly,  "Thank  you,  very 
much."  E.^it.  Enter  anotlier:  "I-  I  believe  you 
sent  for  me,  did  you  want  to  see  me?"  "Yes, 
there  is  a  letter  here  for  you  from  town.  Do  3'ou 
recognize  the  handwriting?"  "No,  I  believe  not." 
"Well,  suppose  you  open  it  and  see  who  your 
correspondent  is."  A  few  moments'  silence. 
"Why,  it's  from  Mr.  Brown;  he  would  like  to  call 
next  Monday."  Yes?  And  when  did  you  meet 
Mr.  Brown?  I  believe  he  is  not  in  the  habit  of 
coming  to  our  receptions."  Oh,  I  met  himatoneof 
the  open  meetings  at  the  College."  "And  this  is 
the  first  communication  you  have  had  with  him?" 
"Yes."  "Well,  I  suppose  you  may  see  him  for 
half  an  hour  on  Monday.  But  I  wouldn't  remain 
down  au}'  longer  as  j'our  acquaintance  with 
him  has  been  so  short." — Hedwig'  Luise  Wildi. 
Q       e      g 

THAT  SENIOR  SKIP  OF  MINE. 

(with  apologies  to  JAMES  WHITCOMB  RILEY.) 


As  one  who  sits  and  ponders  over  things  ot  yesterday. 
And  resurrects  old  pictures  of  the  darkliours  and  tlie  gay. 
So  I  often  sit  and  ponder  and  go  back  along  the  line. 
Till  I  see  in  memory's  vista,  that  Senior  "skip"  of  mine. 

I  used  to  sit  and  dream  ot  it,  when  I  was  all  alone. 
And  wonder  when  it  Anally  came,  if  I'd  be  there  or  home; 
With  what  a  satisfaction  I  could  hear  that  bell  at  nine. 
And  never  go  to  chapel,  O!  that  Senior  "skip"  of  mine. 

And  then  with  chapel  ended,  I  could  sit  and  see  them  go. 
To  talk  about  in  Ethics,  things  that  all  good  mortals  know. 
To  read  the  life  of  Paul,  the  saint,  withall  his  deeds  divine, 
But  I  could  laugh  and  think,  "What  bliss,"  that  Senior 
"skip"  of  mine. 

In  fancy,  I  could  see  them  flocking  in  to  Senior  "Lit," 
"Who,  dignitaries  elsewhere,  were  seized  with  sudden  fits, 


For  that  pedagogue  so  stately,  would  look  up,  and  calmly 

say, 
"Awe-yes, — your  minds  are  having  still  a  long  vacation 

day." 

Day  by  day,  the  time  was  passing,  and  the  term  would 

soon  be  o'er. 
Then  the  great  anticipation  would  be  on  my  mind  no  more. 
But  the  pleasant  recollection  will  remain  through  endless 

time. 
For  a  subtle  charm  seems  linked  about  that  Senior  "skip" 

of  mine. 

Even  though  I  do  grow  aged,  and  my  hair  gets  very  gray. 
Still  &y  thoughts  oj  all  the  Seniors  and  their  great  vaca- 
tion day. 
Will  always  stay  about  me  in  fancy's  hall  sublime. 
Fori  was  once  a  Senior,  had  a  Senior  "skip"  of  mine. 
Flossie  Howell. 

e     e     ® 
CLASS  PROPHECY,    1901. 

FERN    HILSABECK. 


Perhaps  it  may  be  said  without  exaggera- 
tion that  even  in  the  most  remote  ages,  there  has 
been  deeply  inherent  in  the  very  fibre  of  man's 
being,  a  vague  desire  to  fathom  the  depths  of 
the  mysterious  future,  extending  dim  and  indefi- 
nite in  the  vast  beyond,  and  to  ascertain,  if  pos- 
sible, what  of  joy  or  sorrow,  happiness  or  strife, 
the  years  have  in  store.  '  And  in  the  class  of  1901, 
with  its  thirty-four  personalities,  we  find  no  ex- 
ception to  this  order,  for  they,  as  well,  would  know 
through  the  medium  of  my  prophetic  soul  how- 
the  efforts  of  these  years  in  1.  W.  C.  will  be 
crowned. 

But  there  are  various  methods  of  divination 
and  when  I  found  myself  invested  with  this 
prophet's  mantle,  I  began  to  ponder  as  to  which 
of  these  modes  would  best  serve  1901. 

Astrology  was  hastily  put  aside,  for  that 
would  necessarily  involve  bright  but  speedily 
disappearing  meteors  and  comets,  and  the  stabil- 
ity cliaracteristic  of  1901  will  permit  no  such  phe- 
nomena, so  relinquishing  this,  I  turned  to  palm- 
istry, wliich.  as  your  prophet  has  e.xcellent  rea- 
sons for  knowing-  has  been  especially  popular 
witli  certain  members  of  the  class.  But  in  spite 
of  the  phenomenally  brilliant  fate  lines  amoin'- 
us,  1  left  this  and  bethought  myself  of  the  Del- 
phic Oracles,  but  alas!  the  tripod,  the  necessarv 
accompaniment  seems  too  suggestive  of  the  cam- 
era fiend  and  this  was  likewise  vetoed. 

However,  there  is  one  means  of  prophecy 
still  greater  than  all  the  rest,  never  failing  in  ful- 
fillment and  breathing-  truth  and  power — the 
prophecy  of  intuilion.  Men  are  g'uided  by  exact 
knowledge,  but  intuition  is  characteristic  of  the 
otlier  sex,  so  in  our  class,  this  is  undoubtedh-  the 
most  fitting   method  of   forecasting  our   futures. 


COLLEQE     GREETINOS. 


rs 


and  so  I  prophesy  to  you  throug'li  the  intuition 
whicli  these  years  of  association  have  fostered 
and  thus  from  the  past,  I  may  foretell  what  is  to 
come,  for; 

"The  present  still  is  echo  of  the  past. 
Of  hath,  the  future  will  an  echo  be." 
There  are  among  us  tliirty-four  individuals, 
thirty-four  futures  to  be  worked  out  along-  differ- 
ent lines,  and  although  each  of  us  desires  the 
same  ultimate  result,  success,  yet  it  is  impossible 
that  any  two  will  have  the  same  destiny;  how- 
ever, each  of  us  will  have  her  own  future,  so  to 
speak  in  her  hands,  and  "witli  her  life  uncarved 
before  her,  may  wield  the  chisel  as  she  thinks 
best."  I.  W.  C's.  shadowy  walls  will  soon  recede 
in  the  distance,  surrounded  with  hazy  clouds  of 
memories,  precious  in  themselves,  and  along  life's 
pathway  will  be  thirty-four  additional  pilgrims, 
each  with  her  bundle  of  knowledge,  some  care- 
fully collected  and  well  arranged,  others  but 
carelessly  put  together. 

But  now  let  us  turn  to  the  individual  futures 
among  the  girls  of  1901. 

On  the  vine-enclosed  veranda  of  an  imposing- 
home  in  Kentucky,  I  discern  a  piquant  little 
dame,  shielding  her  eyes  with  her  hands  as  she 
peers  dow^n  the  broad  avenue  with  its  rows  of 
rustling  elms.  Soon  a  carriage  approaches,  and 
at  the  steps,  the  door  is  thrown  open;  but  almost 
before  the  four  occupants  have  dismounted,  two 
of  the  arrivals  exclaim  in  unison;  "Oh,  Hedwig! 
your  home  is  certainly  delightful!" 

In  one  little  lady,  although  now  one  of  St. 
Louis'  leading  society  women,  we  trace  the  old 
impetuosity  of  Mary  Woody,  while  Edith  Starr, 
now  a  likewise  prominent  light  in  the  capital  of 
old  Illinois,  is  none  the  less  easily  recognized. 
For  their  more  deliberate  companions  we  see  the 
class-president  of  1901,  Mary  Helm,  while  the 
fourth*  member  of  the  party  is  unmistakably 
Edith  Loose.  "But  where  is  Mable,"  eagerly  in- 
quires the  hostess,  whereupon  Mary  H.  explains 
that  both  homesteads  could  not  be  left  with  no 
hand  at  the  helm,  so  Mable  had  declared  her  will- 
ingness to  take  upon  herself  the  responsibility  of 
the  two. 

And  we  may  only  imagine  the  happy  hours 
that  follow  in  this  reunion  of  the  class-mates  so 
long  separated;  we  gather  that  these  four  had 
eventually  arranged  to  make  the  long-deferred 
visit  to  Kentucky  and  complete  their  trip  togeth- 
er.    Edith  Loose  elaborates  upon  the  beauties  of 


her  Californian  home,  and  at  the  urgent  solicita- 
tions of  the  others,  Mary  tells  of  her  and  Mable's 
homes  in  Virginia  and  describes  the  southern 
life,  so  often  speculated  upon  in  those  Saturday 
night  gatherings  in  old  I.  W.  C. 

Prom  various  bits  of  conversation,  we  are 
likewise  able  to  know  much  of  interest  concern- 
ing the  other  girls  1901  proudly  claimed.  It 
seems  that  as  Edith  S.  had  recently  paid  Jack- 
sonville a  visit,  she  was  well  informed  as  to  the 
girls  making  that  their  home. 

"Girls,  did  I  tell  you  Elsie  Layman  \yas  liv- 
ing- in  Chicago?  And  I  spent  the  day  with  Em- 
ma Burnett;  she  certainly  has  the  most  charm- 
ing country  home  I  ever  saw,"  says  Edith  just  as 
of  yore.  Being  pressed  for  further  information, 
she  continued:  "and  Plosse  Howell  is  now  giving 
banquets  to  the  I.  C.  boys,  as  Mrs.  Barnes  did  in 
our  day."  The  girls  manifest  intense  interest, 
but  when  it  was  recounted  how  in  I.  W.  C's.  fac- 
ulty, Bessie  Hart  presided  in  the  laboratory, 
while  Ethel  Roberts  held  the  place  we  remember 
as  Miss  Austin's,  and  moreover  both  Vivian  Mer- 
rill and  Elizabeth  Blackburn  were  numbered  in 
the  musical  faculty,  their  surprise  and  pleasure 
knew  no  bounds.  Nor  did  Edith's  stock  of  in- 
formation end  here;  she  related  how  she  had  dis- 
covered that  Lucy  Ball,  Mabel  Withee  and  Susan 
Wehn.  (who  even  in  the  years  in  I.  W.  C,  we 
commented  upon  for  their  literary  ability,)  were 
prominent  teachers  in  various  other  colleges. 
And  too,  she  told  how  the  I.  W.  C.  Alumnae  As- 
sociation was  flourishing  with  Eleanor  Russell 
and  Edna  McFillen  at  its  head.  But  these  reve- 
lations reached  their  culmination,  when  the  girls 
found  that  the  prospectus  of  one  of  the  most 
prominent  lecture  courses  had  as  its  chief  at- 
traction "Miss  Rawlings,  Reader." 
(Continued  on  page  9). 

e     e     e 
EN  ROUTE. 


The  Philomathean  quartet  chanced  to  be 
standing  together  on  the  rear  platform  when  the 
train  pulled  out. 

There  was  a  treble  chorus  of  "Good-bye! 
good-bye!"  and  a  wild  flutter  of  handkerehiefs 
from  the  crowd  of  girls  on  the  depot  platform. 

The  response  from  the  Philos  was  a  snatch 
of  some  farewell  college  g'lee. 

The  four  clear,  perfectly  blending  voices 
sounding  from  the  rear  platform  brought  a  swift 
line  of  heads  out  of  the  car  windows,  and  by  a 
common    impulse    every    eye    was  turned    on  the 


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CoLLEOE  Greetings. 


four  young-  fig-ures  entering  a  moment  later. 

The  Pliilos  fell  to  talking-,  after  the  manner 
of  college  girls,  and  the  people  about  them  lis- 
tened and  grew  interested. 

A  man  sitting  opposite  finall}'  leaned  over 
and  said,  with  a  note  of  inquir}'  iii  his  voice, 
"You  are  all  from  the  X College?" 

"Yes,"  said  the  girls. 

"Well,"  said  the  stranger,  "I  have  been  lis- 
tening to  you.  It  was  not  intentional  on  my  part, 
I  assure  you,  for  I  have  some  problems  of  my 
own  to  solve;  but  there  was  a  disturbing-  quality 
to  some  of  the  things  you  have  just  been  saying, 
and  so  I  listened.  Now,  I  have  never  been  to 
coUeo-e.  I  have  never  thoug-ht  about  having 
missed  much.  I  have  made  a  fair  success  of  life — 
a  fair  success,  you  might  call  it.  I  suppose, 
thouo-h,  you  look  at  things  from  a  somewhat  dif- 
ferent standpoint;  and  now  I  would  like  to  ask 
you  what,  in  your  judgment,  is  the  object  of  a 
college  life;  in  fact,  what  has  it  done,  or,  rather, 
what  will  it  do  for  you?" 

He  was  regarding  them  with  a  steady,  level 
glance. 

One  after  another  they  answered  him. 

He  pondered  over  their  replies  a  moment  or 
two,  then  he  said,  "I  suppose  it  is  altogether  too 
soon  for  any  of  you  to  have  much  of  an  idea  of 
what  you  expect  to  be  or  to  do." 

"No;  O,  no,"  said  the  four  quickly,  in  chorus, 
and  they  each  spoke  definitely  of  certain  things 
which  they  hoped  to  accomplish. 

It  seemed  to  strike  the  stranger  oddly  that 
no  one  of  them  made  any  reference  to  possible 
pecuniary  benefits  or  advanced  social  position, 
and  he  said  so.  "I  have  always  thought — with  a 
man,  at  least— the  idea  was  that  it  g-ot  him  a 
better  job.  It  has  been  my  experience  that  a 
young  fellow  is  always  trying  to  trade_  on  his 
college  education." 

One  of  the  girls  said  softly,  "We  believe  'the 
end  of  life  is  service.'  " 

"A  short  creed,"  said  the  stranger;  "a  short 
creed;  but  it  is  terribly  comprehensive,  isn't  it? 
I  would  think  it  impossible  to  live  up  to;  but  then 
I  am  not  a  college  man,  you  know.  Now,  if  I 
looked  at  things  from  your  standpoint — " 

He  broke  off  suddenly  as  a  hand  touched  his 
shoulder  and  one  of  the  trainmen  spoke  to  him. 
He  rose  hurriedly,  and  went  into  the  forward  car. 
After  a  long  time  he  came  back. 

"There's  been  a  smash-up  down  below  here," 
he  said,  in  answer  to  the  half-expectant  faces  the 


quartet  turned  toward  him;  "that  accounts  for 
the  long-  stop  we  have  had.  The  fireman  was 
horribljf  burned,  g-ot  jammed  in  between  the  fire- 
box and  a  broken  car  beam.  I  have  been  think- 
ing— wondering  a  little  to  myself  just  how  one 
would  regard  this  poor  fellow — from  the  colleg-e 
standpoint,  you  know." 

One  of  the  girls,  and  it  was  not  the  one  who 
had  said  she  hoped  to  be  a  missionary,  repeated 
in  her  clear,  girlish  tones; 

"I  behold  in  thee 
An  image  of  Him  who  died  on  the  tree; 
Thou  also  hast  liad  thy  crown  of  thorns. 
Thou  also  hast  had  the  "world's  buffets  and  scorns. 
And  to  thy  life  were  not  denied 
The  wounds  in  the  hands  and  feet  and  side: 
Mild  Mary's  Son,  acknowledge  me. 
Behold,  through  Him,  I  give  to  thee!" 

Lowell,"  said  the  stranger,  "I  believe  it  was. 
And  you  think,  then,  a  Sir  Ivaunfal's  vision  pos- 
sible to  realize?  What  will  you  do — you  four 
girls,  I  mean — with  this  fireman?''_ 

■  "Does  he  need  attention  now?"  asked  one  of 
the  four.  She  spoke  briefly,  in  the  manner  of 
one  who  might  bind  up  a  wound. 

"There  is  a  physician  with  him  who  is  doing- 
all  he  can  to  relieve  his  suflfering-s." 

The  girl  opened  her  purse,  and  with  an  odd 
little  smile  held  it  out.     It  was  empty. 

The  man  laughingly  shook  his  head. 

"But  let  me  ask  3-ou  one  straight  question 
more,"  he  said.  "Suppose  there  should  be  auv- 
thing-  possible  to  be  done  for  this  poor  fellow 
moaning  on  the  floor  in  the  bagg-age  car,  would 
youradherence  to  your  ideals  be  sufficientlv  strong 
for  you  four  girls  to  undertake  the  task?" 

It  was  a  purely  hypothetical  case,  but  they 
g'ave  it  some  moments  of  thoug-htful  considera- 
tion, and  then  they  all  answered  j'es. 

The  man  went  away  ag'ainj  and  the  girls  fell 
to  talking-  as  before.  The  night  had  drawn  on 
before  the  stranger  came  back  again.  This  time 
he  stood  in  the  aisle,  bracing-  himself  against  the 
vacant  seat  across  from  the  four  girls.  They 
saw  how  tall  and  powerful  he  was,  with  a  fine, 
resolute  face. 

"I  have  found  out  about  this  fireman,"  he 
said;  "he  is  only  a  boy,  not  more  than  seventeen, 
I  should  say.  He  comes  from  some  mountain 
town  down  in  Georgia.  The  pliysiciau  in  there 
says  his  burns  are  so  deep  that  his  lungs  are  in 
bad  shape,  and  that  if  he  can't  get  back  to  a 
mild  climate  and  stay  there,  he  won't  live  six  ' 
months.     The  boy,  burned  as  he  is,  fights  against 


COLLEOE     GREETINQS. 


<r7 


it,  and  says  liis  people  are  too  poor  to  be  bur- 
dened with  him;  but  he's  got  to  gfo,  there's  no 
otlier  way  out  of  it.  Of  course  tlie  railroad  com- 
pany will  carry  him  down  there,  but  he  ought  to 
have  some  money — he  must  have  some. 

"You  see  how  this  car  is  crowded.  Well, 
there  are  six  other  coaches  on  tonight,  and  all  as 
full  as  this. 

'■We  have  a  wait  at  Sedalia  of  over  two 
hours,  and  do  you  know  what  the  men  on  this 
train  will  do?  There  is  a  show  down  town — not 
a  very  respectable  one,  either — and  these  men 
will  go  down  there  in  droves  just  to  pass  away 
those  two  hours. 

"Now,  don't  you  think  it  would  be  a  great 
deal  better  if  we  could  persuade  all  these  folks 
to  turn  in  the  money  that  would  otherwise  go  to 
a  fourth-rate  vaudeville  performance,  to  g'ive  this 
poor  fellow  in  the  baggag-e  car  a  chance  for  his 
life? 

"Ah!  yes,  I  knew  j'ou  would  say  so.  Well, 
now,  you  sing,  don't  you?  What  do  you  say  to 
singing  that  money  out  of  this  crowd — at  Se- 
dalia— during"  the  wait?" 

Sing  in  a  railway  station  to  a  crowd  like 
this!  The  girl  who  had  quoted  Lowell  looked 
up  at  the  stranger,  and  he  was  holding  them  all 
in  his  strong,  purposeful  g-lance. 

"We'll' do  it,"  she  said,  quietly,  and  while 
every  fiber  in  her  being'  was  in  revolt. 

No  one  who  was  on  the  train  that  night  ever 
forgot  that  strange  scene  at  the  railway  plat- 
form in  Sedalia.  The  stranger  had  gone  from 
end  to  end  through  the  six  coaches,  inviting-  the 
passeng'ers  to  remain,  and  when  the  train  slowed 
up  even  the  men  due  in  Sedalia  stayed  behind. 
The  four  girls  stood  on  the  rear  platform  of  the 
last  car,  in  the  faint  glow  of  a  switch  light.  All 
about  was  a  wide, 'shadowy  fringe  of  faces 
upturned  to  catch  the  first  notes  of  the  four 
voices  blending  and  melting-  into  one.  The 
sounds  of  traffic  died  away  into  silence,  and  the 
crowd,  augmenting  momently,  listened  breathless- 
ly. Then  came  wild  bursts  of  applause,  and  still 
the  sweet-keyed  voices  sang-  tirelessly  on  and  on, 
while  the  minutes- lengthened  into  hours. 

At  length  the  stranger  interposed.  In  a  few 
brief  sentences  he  told  the  story  of  the  boy  in  the 
baggage  car,  and  by  the  deep  stillness  that 
reached  even  to  the  outer  fringe  of  toug'hs  from 
the  saloons  he  knew  he  had  won.  Then,  turning- 
to  the  g-irls,  "They  shall  sing  but  once  more,"  he 
.said,  "what  will  you  have?"     There  was  a   quick 


shout,  and  to  the  music  of  "Maxwelton  braes  are 
bonny,"  the  hat  went  round,  Still  singing,  "I'd 
lay  me  down  and  die,"  the  g-irls  carried  it  in, 
filled  with  the  g-enerous  outpouring  of  the  moved 
and  mastered  crowd,  to  the  boy  moaning  among- 
the  cushions  on  the  floor  of  the  baggage  car.  He 
opened  his  eyes,  full  of  dumb,  boyish  gratitude, 
and  his  poor  seared  face  twitched  in  a  pitful  at- 
tempt at  a  smile.  The  girls  bent  over  him  in 
tears,  and  the  stranger  pulled  his  hat  down  over 
his  eyes  for  an  instant.  Then  he  cleared  the  way 
for  their  return  to  the  rear  car  and  saw  them 
seated.     He  warmly  shook  the  hand  of  each. 

"I  believe  in  you,"  he  said  to  the  four  collec- 
tively, "and  I  believe  in  your  ideals.  If  all  col- 
lege women  live  up  to  them  as  faithfully  as  you 
have  done  to  night,  then  I  say,  'All  hail  to  the 
college  woman!'  "  and  he  made  them  a  princely 
bow. 

He  apparently  failed  to  appreciate  his  own 
part  in  the  night's  achievement,  but  the  Philos 
had  suddenly  wakened  to  the  fact  that  this  swiff- 
thinking  man,  who  had  so  wonderful  a  power  of 
combining  circumstances,  was  the  object  of 
much  distinguished  consideration. 

"Wait  a  minute,"  cried  one  of  the  quartet, 
as  he  was  walkin'g  away.  "I  am  Flo  Givens,  and 
this  is  Alice  Wycoff,  and  this  is  Bell  Whitaker, 
and  this  is  Elizabeth  Towne,  and— and  who  are 
you,  sir?" 

"I?"  said  the  stranger,  smiling  genially, 
"why,  I  happen  to  be  the  superintendent  of  the 
road."— (Reprinted  from  New  York  Christian 
Advocate.) 

e     e     e 
A  POSSIBLE  FATE. 


A  -winged  messenger  there  came  to  me, 

A  roguisli  elf  -with  golden  curls  -n'as  he, 

And  on  his  baby  shoulders  bore 

A  silver  quiver  brimming  o'er 

With  many  a  Keen  and  speedy  dart 

Whose  aim  unerring  -was,  but  sweet  its  smart. 

A  gift  he  brought  and  laid  it  at  my  feet. 

Behold,— a  heart- and  such  a  heart!  replete 

With  manly  tenderness  and  noblest  love 

So  rare  it  seemed  the  gift  of  gods  above. 

More  dear  than  if  each  ruddy  drop  held  there. 

Were  in  itself  a  ruby  passing  rare. 

S-weet  rapture  thrilled  my  soul.    Nay,  at  my  feet 

This  must  not  lie,  this  priceless  heart,  more  meet 

That  I  should  raise  it  to  mine  o-wn; 

But  raising  it  I  found-lo,  mine  -was  gone! 

The  laughing  sprite  in  roguish  pleasure 

Had  stol'n  it  for  the  sender  of  my  treasure. 


8^ 


COLIvEOE)   GREETINOS. 


OUR    PENATES. 


All  g'irls  have  ideas  as  to  how  a  room  should 
be  decorated  and  the  idea  of  quantity  seems  to 
prevail  among-  college  g"irls.  Posters,  penants 
and  pictures  seem  to  be  particularly  popular  on 
account  of  the  space  which  they  occupy  upon  our 
walls. 

The  variety  of  favors  cherished  here  would 
make  an  interesting  study.  They  range  from 
megaphones  to  coins,  from  I.  C.  Posters  to  Iv.  F. 
U.  penants.  None  seem  exempt  from  the  fad,  in 
fact  its  pollution  has  invaded  even  the  ranks  ot 
,  the  faculty,  and  while  it  is  not  known  that  they 
treasure  any  faded  gloves  or  withered  roses,  yet 
thev  reverence  some  romantic  emblems.  One  of 
the  fair  rulers  owns  a  man,  a  much  desired  foot- 
ball man  but  alas!  he  is  not  very  g-ame.  Our 
friend  of  the  English  classes  owns  the  prog-ram 
of  an  oratorical  contest.  This  is  edged  with 
black  and  red  but  it  has  been  noted,  since  the 
meet,  that  the  black  predominates. 

One  dressing  table  supports  a  jumping--jack, 
a  pair  of  small  knit  boots,  a  ball  and  like  articles 
iudispensible  to  infantile  pursuits.  The  young- 
lady  rec|uests  that  her  tender  age  be  not  subject- 
ed to  the  cruel  gaze  of  the  public. 

Though,  of  course,  inmates  of  I.  W.  C.  are 
strictly  temperate,  yet  many  dark  bottles  and 
charred  pipes  are  seen,  The  pipes  bear  the 
names  of  their  present  owners  carved  upon  the 
bowls,  from  which,  no  doubt,  thoughts  of  the 
same  fair  one  have  g-one  up  in  smoke. 

All  the  precious  tokens  will  soon  be  con- 
signed to  a  resting  place,  from  which  they  will 
be  taken  but  seldom.  No  profane  hands  will 
ever  be  permitted  to  touch  them,  but  occasionally 
we  will  take  them  from  their  resting  places,  one 
by  one.  and  dream  sweet  dreams  of  jolly  times 
and  sweet  faces  which  we  have  lost  a  little  while. 


ARTISTIC  DECORATIONS. 


A  man  is  known  by  the  company  he  keeps. 
You  can  tell  what  kind  of  a  g-irl  one  is  by  the 
looks  of  her  room.  This  is  the  girl's  sanctum. 
Here,  to  a  large  extent,  she  may  make  her 
own    environment,  and    nowhere    is  this   so  trulv 


realized  as  in  a  boarding-  school.  The  observant 
student  soon  finds  out  that  she  does  not  need  a 
lavish  outlay  of  money  to  produce  an  artistic 
effect. 

To  what  ingenuity  do  room-mates  resort  in 
order  to  "fix"  the  rooms  to  suit  the  taste  of  the 
occupants!  Perhaps  more  time  is  spent  on  the 
wall  decorations  than  any  of  the  other  furnish- 
ings. Here  we  find  the  individuality  of  the  stu- 
dent. Her  ideas  of  the  true  and  beautiful,  the 
ridiculous  and  the  emotional  are,  in  realitv,  the 
decorations  of  her  room  rather  than  the  pictures 
themselves.  It  is  very  natural  to  reflect  ourselves 
in  our  surrounding"s,  and  in  turn  to  be  influenced 
by  them. 

Our  inner  life  is  so  closely  connected  with  the 
outer  life,  that  that  which  we  see  around  us,  will 
unconsciously  become  a  part  of  us.  The  contem- 
plation of  beautiful  thing's  willg-radually  in  some 
way  reflect  itself  in  the  countenance.  Truly,  the 
president  of  Bowdoin  College  say§,  "The  life  of 
man  can  be  no  deeper  and  richer  than  the  objects 
and  thoughts  on  which  he  feeds." 

To  those  naturally  sensitive  to  combinations 
of  color  and  pleasing-  designs,  there  will  be  no 
discord  in  arranging  just  those  pictures  that 
look  well  tog-ether — that  correspond  with  the 
ideas  of  a  cultivated  taste — the  foot  ball  player 
will  not  be  suspended  above  cupid,  and  the  cav- 
alier, bidding-  his  love  a  last  farewell,  will  not 
look  down  upon  the  flashv  poster. 

Room  decoration  is  an  art  in  itself,  and  is 
gradually  being-  cultivated  as  such.  But  there 
are  deg-rees  in  art  as  there  are  degrees  in  other 
human  achievements.  "Here,  too,  some  are  born 
g-reat,  some  achieve  greatness,  and  some  have 
greatness  thrust  upon  them." 

When  the  Seniors  leave  this  spring-,  will  they, 
leave  their  pictures  as  a  heritag^e  for  other  class- 
es, will  they  put  them  in  the  waste  basket,  or 
will  they  take  them  lionie?  Others  will  come  to 
tr}'  their  skill.  Will  the  poster  and  the  kodac 
picture  still  prevail?  Or  will  there  be  a  revival 
of  classic  appreciation.' 


A  FEAT. 


O  "love"  laughed  loud  and  clapped  his  chubby  hands. 
And  winked  a  wink,  brim  full  of  mischief  laden. 
And  shook  his  curly  head  and  danced  in  glee 
For  lo!  from  out  his  hiding  place  behind  a  log 
He'd  aimed  and  struck  a  stately  pedagogue. 


COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


9 


Then  Hed wig',  acquaints  her  guests  with  the 
fact  that  only  a  few  da^s  since,  she  had  received  a 
letter  from  Alice  Hayes,  now  the  president  of 
Jacksonville's  Woman's  Club. 

•But  just  at  this  juncture,  JNiftiry  Wood}^  breaks 
in;  "I  have  some  news  about  some  of  our  girls  too. 
You  know  I  visited  with  Mabelle  Curtiss  in  Chi- 
cago this  winter;  she  lives  on  Michigan  Avenue 
and  is  delightfully  surrounded — even  her  most 
aesthetic  tastes  are  satisfied,  and  one  day  while 
we  were  driving'  in  the  park,  we  detected  in  the 
occupant  of  a  passing  carriage,  a  resemblance  to 
Dora  Scott.  Both  carriages,  you  may  be  sure, 
were  hastily  stopped,  and  Dora  explained  that 
she  was  attending  some  sort  of  a  journalistic 
meeting  in  the  city.  Do  you  remember  how  su- 
perior her  themes  used  to  be  to  ours,  and  how, 
even  then,  we  predicted  a  remarkable  future  for 
her?" 

"And  I  saw  Olive  Adams,  too,  she  is  at  the 
head  of  the  Y.  W.  C.  A.  there  and  her  work  is 
indeed  marvelous,  and  Laura  Richards,  Ethel 
Fell  and  Lucile  Eliot  are  intensely  interested  in 
college  settlement  work.  But  I  had  the  awful- 
lest  disappointment — I  missed  hearing-  our  Prima 
Donna,  Miss  Rottger — " 

"Did  you  miss  her,"  hastily  interrupted 
Edith  Loose;  "girls,  she  is  grand.  Frances  Har- 
lowe  and  Elizabeth  Doying  are  with  her,  and  San 
Francisco  is  just  as  enthusiastic  in  its  praise  as 
was  Chicag'o.  And  do  you  recall  how  we  used  to 
speculate  concerning  Isaline  Dickson?  During- 
my  last  trip  abroad  I  visited  her  charming  little 
chateau,  and  the  praises  of  the  American  with 
the  beautiful  voice  are  echoed  far  and  wide 
among  her  French  neighbors.  And  while  in  Ber- 
lin I  visited  the  Conservatory  where  three  of 
190rs  girls  figure  so  prominently — Mae  Thoiiip- 
son.  Irma  Marshall, and  Miss  Morrison.  As  you 
o£  course  know,  it  is  especiallj'  remarkable  for  its 
American  patronage." 

And  almost  endless  seems  the  train  of  rem- 
iniscences which  crowds  upon  them,  as  the  pres- 
ent with  its  many  changes  is  discussed. 

But  now  from  the  merry  little  group  in  Ken- 
tucky, let  us  pass  to  a  certain  spot  on  the  Hud- 
son, where  is  located  one  of  our  most  famous 
finishing  schools.  Twilight  is  rapidly  approach- 
ing, and  the  girls  reluctantly  turn  from  the  golf- 
links  and  arm  in  arm,  slowly  wend  their  way  to 
the  dormitory,  while  others  still  linger,  chatting 
here  and  there  on  the   campus.     But  in  her   pri- 


vate sanctum  sits  Miss  Austin,  the  president, 
and  in  tlie  evening  glow,  even  as  she  glances  out 
over  the  picturesque  grounds  before  her,  they 
seem  to  recede  and  another  scene  takes  their 
place — the  old  familiar  campus  of  I.  W.  C,  while 
her  mind  reverts  to  a  letter,  the  joint  effort  of 
those  girls  in  Kentucky,  and  a  flood  of  memories 
arises  as  she  thinks  of  them  and  their  compan- 
ions in  the  long  ag"o.  to  whom  she  was  so  closely 
linked  as  their  class  officer  of  1901. 
^       Q      Q 

THREE    WORDS. 


I  have  just  been  reading'  a  most  interesting 
address  by  the  distinguished  President  of  Har- 
vard University.  Three  words  especially  ar- 
rested my  attention.  They  were:  acquisition,  ex- 
position, application.  They  are  descriptive  of  the 
educational  process  and  its  outcome.  Many  a 
student  is  of  the  opinion  that  the  power  to  acquire 
is  the  one  thing' needful,  and  that  the  power  to  ac- 
quire in  itself  marks  him  as  a  first  class  student. 
These  are  people  who  have  a  genius  for  learning' 
thing's,  or  what  has  been  called  "the  talent  of 
absorption".  Occasionally  they  appear  in  re- 
citation with  the  statement  that  they  "know  it 
but  cannot  tell  it."  Occasionally  this  is  true; 
sometimes  the  reason  they  cannot  tell  it  is  be- 
cause they  do  not  know  it.  Indeed,  this  is  prob- 
ably true,  that  it  is  not  sufficiently  known  when 
it  is  simply  acquired.  The  process  of  acquisi- 
tion is  not  complete  until  the  power  of  exposition 
is  developed. 

Study  relates  itself  vitall}'  to  statement  and 
the  statement  is  part  of  the  educational  process. 
The  root  meaning  of  the  word  education  becomes 
even  more  profoundly  sig'nificant  when  consider- 
ed in  this  sense.  It  is  not  only  the  development 
of  the  individual's  power  to  know  and  to  acquire, 
but  the  development  of  his  power  to  express  and 
to  apply,  and  he  is  not  a  fully  educated  person 
until  he  knows  how  to  handle  usefully  the  tools 
which  he  has  diligently  tried  to  sharpen.  "If 
the  iron  be  blunt  and  he  do  not  whet  the  edg'e, 
then  must  he  put  thereto  more  strength"  is  a 
perfectlv  true  word;  but  even  the  implement  with 
the  whetted  edg'e  is  without  value  in  the  hands 
of  a  man  who  only  knows  how  to  sharpen  it  and 
not  how  to  use  it. 

I  commend  these  three  words  to  the  students 

of  the  Woman's  College.     They  may  perhaps   go 

along'  with  the  four  words  vidiich  I  was  permitted 

to  speak  at  the  commencement  exercises  last  June. 

Faithfully  yours. 

New  York.  Willi.\m  F.  McDowell. 


^o 


College  Greetings. 


COMMENCEMENT  WEEK. 

Tlie  fullest  and  the  fleetest  week  in  all  the 
year  has  come  and  <^one. 

The  baccalaureate  service,  since  it  is  the 
most  impressive  event  except  that  of  commence- 
ment, seems  always  to  divide  the  final  week.  It 
was  held.  May  26,  as  has  long-  been  the  custom  in 
Centenary  church  and  the  pastor,  Rev.  A.  h.  T. 
Ewert  preached  the  sermon. 

Long"  before  the  hour  of  service  the  church 
was  packed  to  its  fullest  capacity.  As  usual  the 
middle  tier  of  seats  was  reserved,  and  when  the  long 
line  of  college  girls  came  down  the  west  aisle 
the  church  visibly  brightened.  President  Harker 
had  charge  of  the  service,  and  the  ladies  chorus 
of  the  College  led  the  singing. 

'■O,  Worship  the  King  All  Glorious  Above," 
and  the  reciting  of  the  Apostles  Creed  were  fol- 
lowed with  prayer  by  Rev.  W.  Mc  K.  Mc  Elfresh. 

The  Scripture  lesson  was  read  by  Rev.  G.  R. 
S.  Mc  Elfresh,  and  Jessie  Wilcox  rendered  the  solo 
from  the  Messiah,  -'He  was  Despised." 

Rev.  Mr.  Ewert  took  as  his  text  Philippians 
3:12-13  and  1:21,  his  theme  being,  "The  Future's 
Far-otf  Span,  and  How  to  Live  it."  The  address 
was  one  of  great  beauty,  and  after  its  completion 
Dr.  Harker  addressed  the  Seniors  in  the  following- 
words: 

Young-  Women  of  the  Graduating  Class:  I 
would  that  you  could  feel  this  morning  the  re- 
sponsibility of  your  position.  You  are  picked 
women.  In  order  to  gather  a  band  of  thirty-four 
women  like  you  it  is  necessary  to  have  5,000  girls 
to  select  from.  The  average  town  of  1.000  in- 
habitants does  not  furnish  more  tha-a  three  for 
the  special  training-  you  have  had.  For  every 
one  of  you  there  are  about  150  of  your  sister  wo- 
men who  have  not  had  the  advantag-e  you  have 
enjoyed  and  who  must  make  the  race  for  life  with 
less  equipment  and  a  poorer  preparation  than 
you  possess. 

You  have  been  exalted  high  with  privilege. 
You  have  had  exceptional  advantages  in  your 
homes,  in  your  companions,  in  your  native  2n- 
dowments  and  in  all  your  environments. 

And  let  me  remind  you  also  that  you  occupy 
this  high  vantag-e  ground  mainly  by  the  kindness 
of  others  and  that  very  little  credit  of  it  belong-s 
to  yourselves.  You  are  here  larg-el}'  because 
your  parents  are  industrious  and  economical  and 
self  denying-  and  have  high  ambitions  and  large 
hopes  for  you.  You  are  here  largely  because  of 
friends  who  have  encourag-ed    you,  assisted    you. 


inspired  \-ou,  who  have  expected  something  from 
you  and  who  have  given  3'ou  material  aid  and 
comfort  at  every  step  of  the  journey.  If  you  had 
been  left  to  yourselves,  if  you  had  been  less 
favorably  surrounded,  many  of  you  would,  in  all 
probability,  like  other  young-  women,  have  ceased 
the  upward  climbing-  before  you  had  attained  this 
height. 

Now  remember  that  "a  city  set  on  a  hill  can- 
not be  hid."  From  women  with  advantages  and 
opportunities  such  as  you  have  had  much  more  is 
expected  than  of  others  less  favorably  circum- 
stanced. 

Ye  are  the  salt  of  the  earth.  Ye  are  the 
light  of  the  world.  The  special  mission  of  the 
educated  woman  is  to  scatter  sweetness  and  light, 
to  carr\'  puritv  and  refinement,  an  atmosphere  of 
g-entleness  and  streng-th,  into  all  the  relations  of 
life. 

Your  candle  has  been  lighted.  Now  let  it 
shine!  "Men  do  not  light  a  candle  and  put  it 
under  a  bushel."  These  advantages  have  not 
been  given  you  that  you  may  now  retire  to  }'Our 
respective  communities  and  bury  your  abilities, 
but  that  you  may  use  them  for  the  general  good. 
Men  put  the  lighted  candle  on  a  candlestick,  that 
it  may  g-ive  light  to  all  that  are  in  the  house,  so 
we  send  )'ou  out  to  give  more  lig-ht  in  your  homes, 
to  make  parents  and  friends  feel  that  \'our  pres- 
ence is  sunshine  and  that  j'ou  come  home  not  to 
be  ministered  unto,  but  to  minister.  Go  out  to 
give  more  light  in  your  community,  to  elevate  its 
standards,  to  purify  its  tastes,  to  be  foremost  in 
every  g-ood  work.  Go  out  to  take  vour  places  as 
educated  Christian  women  in  the  churches  to 
which  you  belong-,  showing-  to  all  that  3'our  ad- 
vantages have  rendered  3'ou  less  selfish  and  more 
efficient  in  every  department  of  endeavor. 

No  greater  privilege,  .no  gre^ater  responsibil- 
ity ever  comes  to  any  man  or  women  than  to 
have  a  part  mi  the  development  of  a  soul  and  its 
preparation  for  time  and  eternitv.  We  thank- 
God  daijy  that  he  has  permitted  us  such  an  honor 
with  respect  to  you.  For  several  vears  we  have 
entered  into  your  lives:  we  have  rejoiced  in  vour 
successes;  we  have  sj'mpathized  in  3'our  sorrows: 
we  have  tried  to  assist  you  in  \'Our  weakness  and 
your  stumbling:,  and  we  have  been  happv  at 
every  evidence  of  g-rowing-  strength  and  woman- 
liness, as  you  have  developed  from  g-irls  to  wo- 
men. We  therefore  speak  these  last  words  to 
you  out  of  a  full  heart.  You  are  leaving-  us  and 
we  feel  like  parents    whose    children  are    leaving- 


CoLLEOE   Greetings. 


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home.  Our  liejirts  will  follow  you  and  we  trust 
that  whei'ever  you  are  your  hearts  will  often  turn 
in  loving'  remembrance  to  your  old  college  home 
and  friends. 

The  future  is  always  uncertain,  but  we  may 
be  sure  that  there  will  be  shadow  as  well  as  sun- 
shine, sorrow  as  well  as  joy,  disappointment  as 
well  as  realization  of  high  hopes.  But  let  not 
your  hearts  be  troubled,  for.  in  all  these  vicissi- 
tudes God's  love  is  certain  and  will  never  fail. 
"We  know  not  where  His  islands  lift 

Their  trended  palms  in  air. 

We  onl}  know  we  cannot  drift 

Beyond  His  love  and  care.  " 

We  pray  that  vou  may  be  conscious  of  His 
presence,  that  your  faith  may  never  fail,  that  all 
the  fruits  of  the  Spirit  may  be  more  fully  mani- 
fest in  your  lives  from  year  to  year  and  that 
your  pathway  may  be  like  that  of  the  just,  shin- 
ing more  and  more  vuito  the  perfect  day. 

The  service  closed  with  "Guide  Me,  Oh  Thou 
Great  Jehovah,"  and  the  benediction  pronounced 
by  Rev.  M.  M.  Want,  pastor  of  Brooklyn  M.  E. 
church. 

e      3      e 

BELLES   LETTRES   ANNIVER- 
SARY. 

At  11  o'clock  May  17  in  the  colleg-e  g'vmnasium 
the  Belles  Lettres  society  held  the  exercises  com- 
memorative of  the  50th  anniversary  of  the  org-ani- 
zation  of  the  society.  There  was  a  gathering-  of 
50  or  more  loyal  Belles  Lettres  and  a  most  en- 
joyable reunion  resulted.  All  joined  in  singing- 
grace,  after  which  an  elaborate  menu  was  served 
and  thoroug-lily  enjoyed  by  every  one.  Benedic- 
tion was  pronounced  by  Dr.  J.  R.  Harker. 

Annie  Hinrichsen  was  a  most  pleasing  toast 
mistress  and  in  bright  words  told  of  her  pride  in 
the  society,  a  pride  which  grows  stronger  with 
passing-  years  as  a  more  full  realization  is  reached 
of  the  value  of  what  the  society  hasaccomplished. 
She  then  asked  Mrs.  Alice  Don  Carlos  Vogel  to 
speak  to  the  toast  "Looking  Backward."  Mrs. 
Vogel's  remarks  concerning  the  Belles  Lettres  of 
years  ago  were  most  interesting-.  An  old  picture 
of  the  society  in  earlier  years  was  shown,  also  a 
badge  of  two  white  ribbons  which  had  been  the 
society  emblem  when  the  speaker  had  been  in 
school. 

Florence  Tunison  presented  some  excellent 
thoughts  as  to  the  "Value  of  a  Literary  Society," 
and  Hettie  Anderson  in  hopeful  words  responded 


to  the  toast  "Looking  Forward."  The  menu 
cards,  the  handiwork  of  Eloise  Smith,  the 
society  president,  were  greatly  admired. 

Among  those  present  were  Kate  De  Motte 
Gates,  Mrs.  J.  W.  Beggs.  Rebecca  W^jod  Metcalf, 
Mabelle  Gertrude  Hill,  Mrs.  S.  Elizabeth  Winter- 
bottom,  Ethel  Read.  Martha  Winifred  Palmer, 
Minnie  Huckeby,  Mrs.  Hester  Willard,  Estelle 
Tunison,  Inez  Huckeby,  Alice  Don  Carlos  Vogel, 
Susan  E.  Wehn,  L.  Eloise  Smith,  Golden  Berry- 
man,  Florence  Tunison,  Edna  Stout,  Alice  D. 
Hayes,  Edna  Read,  Jessie  Huckstep,  Marg-aret 
De  Motte  Brown,  Elizabeth  De  Motte  Carter, 
Lula  Strang-  Masters,  Effie  Black  Baxter,  Cora 
Sharp  Stout,  Carrie  Louise  Luken,  Dot  Dorsey 
Swan,  Estella  Blackburn,  Laura  Palmer  Black- 
burn, Anna  Hopper,  Effie  Hopper,  Jessica  Whor- 
ton,  Frances  Melton,  Alice  Plouer,  Mayme  Henry 
Curtis,  Lillian  W.  Osborne,  Mary  McElfresh  Ben- 
nett, Mary  W.  Crabtree,  Reon  E.  B.  Osborne, 
Savillali  T.  Hinrichsen,  Caroline  S.  Kuechler, 
Nellye  M.  Eckard,  Elizabeth  Winterbottom,  Sa- 
mantha  White  Watson,  Elsie  Austin  Layman, 
Georgia  Watson  Miner,  Edith  Bucking-ham  Camp- 
bell, Lillian  Gray  Carpenter  and  Sarah  A.  Jump- 
er Meacham. 


ALUMNAE  REUNION. 


The  business  meeting  of  the  musical  alum- 
nae was  lield  Monday  at  10  a.  m.  It  was  there 
voted  that  the  alumnae  association  of  the  College 
of  Music  should  become  part  of  the  alumnae  as- 
sociation of  the  W^oman's  College,  and  in  the  af- 
ternoon at  the  annual  meeting-  by  a  majority  vote 
the  two  associations  were  united. 

The  attendance  was  unusualh'  large  this 
year  and  the  reunion  an  enjoyable  one. 

The  program  was  opened  by  the  singing-  of 
the  following-  alumnae  song-,  written  bv  Martha 
Capps  Oliver,  '62. 

THE  LAND  OF   YESTERDAY. 


We  come,  dear  Alma  Mater, 

From  near  and  far  away 
To  gather  up  the  treasures 
From  out  of  yesterday; 
The  land  of  Yesterday. 
We  own  its  spell  and  sway, 
O,  the  memories,  how  they  beckon 
From  out  of  Yesterday. 
From  daily  round  of  striving 
We  pause  a  little  space. 


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COLLEOE^   GREETINQS. 


While  tender  retrospection 
Lends  to  this  hour  its  grace. 

We  own  the  charm  and  grace. 
And  pause  a  little  space 
Mid  the  hallowed  recollections 
Oi  this  old  trysting  place. 

Twain  ol  our  loyal  sisters 

But  now  have  left  our  band. 
To  Join  the  waiting  circle 
Within  the  spirit  land; 

Fain  would  we  claim  a  sign 
Or  read  some  starry  line 
And  share  their  revelation 
01  mysteries  divine. 

O,  whether  Life's  brief  story 

Be  spelt  through  smiles  or  tears 
Yet  may  it  touch  with  glory 
The  life  in  far  off  spheres; 
The  record  of  the  years, 
Or  writ  through  smiles  or  tears 
We  read  the  final  chapter 
In  Far  Eternal  Years. 

After  prayer  was  offered,  the  class  of  1901 
was  received  in  a  few  words  of  welcome  by  the 
president,  Mary  E.  Dickson,  '88,  to  which  re- 
sponse was  given  by  the  class  president,  Mary 
Helm. 

Mrs.  Elizabeth  De  ISIotte  Carter  broug-ht 
g-reeting-s  from  the  Academy  and  Mary  S.  Pegram, 
'64,  gave  the  response. 

Elizabeth  I.  Blackburn,   '01,  rendered  a  piano 

solo,  after  which    the    address   of   the    afternoon 

was  given  by  Eunice  Parrar    Safer,  '96,  her    sub- 

iect  being 

'■CONTINUED  GROWTH." 

Ere  the  beautiful  Maytime  of  tlie  year  de- 
parts a  call  comes  from  our  Alma  Mater  to  her 
children  to  assemble  once  again  within  these 
walls.  For  years,  yea,  for  over  a  half  century 
have  the  daughters  been  proud  to  respond  to  that 
call.  The  golden  sheaves  garrtered  to-day  from 
the  College  harvest  and  which  we  have  received 
so  willingly  into  our  fold  may  remind  us,  with 
longing,  ot  our  commencement  days — "A  part  of 
the  past  to  all  the  present  cleaves — as  the  rose 
odor  lingers  in  the  fading  leaves." 

In  our  number  is  the  girl  in  her  teens  who 
stands  ready  to  face  many  problems,  the  older 
woman  bearing  the  responsibility  of  middle  life 
and  she  whose  outlook  is  toward  the  setting  sun. 
Does  life  cease  to  be  full  of  beauty  and  love  when 
any  of  these  stage  j  are  reached? 

Life  is  life  all  the  way,  and  if  there  is  growth 
rather  than  stagnation,  we  may  declare  with  the 
poet— 

"Grow  old  along  with  me. 
The  best  is  yet  to  be." 

It  is  in    marked  development    that  such    men 


as  Browning  and  Whittier  declare    the  beauty  of 
their  three  score  years  and  ten. 

In  tropical  countries  we  may  walk  for  iniles 
upon  vast  beds  of  dead  vegetable  matter,  the  ac- 
cuinulation  of  many  seasons  of  luxuriant  plant 
life  and  growth.  Geology  finds  vast  beds  of  now 
inorganic  matter,  and  it  tells  us  that  they  were 
once  life — life  that  is  physical.  All  such  life  is  a  brief 
and  transitory  thing  compared  to  the  eternal 
years  of  God.  But  the  intellectual,  the  artistic, 
the  spiritual  side  of  our  nature,  this  we  learn  is 
more  enduring  than  the  rocks  and  stars,  and  this 
alone  of  all  we  see  or  find,  or  know  or  love,  can 
gxnj  f 01  ever. 

Flowers  reach  perfection  and  die — a  green 
slip  einerges  from  the  sod,  spreads  out  its  deli- 
cate leaves  and  blossoms  into  the  sweet  violet  or 
pure  lily — then  dwindles  and  withers  and  dies, 
and  we  say  it  lived  yesterday.  Not  so — with  ■ 
men  and  women.  It's  true  they  attain  pli\-sical 
strength  and  beauty,  but  this  ph)'sical  perfection 
does  not  sug'g'est  earl}'  death,  for  yet  is  the  mind 
to  ripen,  and  still  later  the  undying  spiritual  side 
of  life  which  is  destined  to  gTow  in  grace  and 
beautv  through  all  life  because  it  alone  will  con- 
stitute— the  man — the  woman  of  immoralitv. 

There  is  born  we  know  not  whence  or  how  or 
why  an  infant  Being",  which  is  to  grow  touch  by 
touch  into  the  divine  image,  the  stature  of  the 
soul.  Coarse  clay  or  hue  cla}'  it  mav  be,  but 
either  is  it  to  be  formed  or  deformed.  The  hand 
that  shapes  it  first  is  not  its  own,  but  presently 
it  becomes  conscious  and  becomes  responsible  for 
its  own  self;  Always  human  influences  are 
around  to  help  or  to  harm.  Around  is  Nature 
willing'  to  give  what  each  will  take,  and  above 
the  infinite  of  the  heavens  from  which  comes 
light  to  those  who  are  open  to  that  light.  To 
hin)  who  will  this  shaping,  this  growth,  becomes 
an  art,  in  which  we  indirectly  influence  the 
g'rowth  of  another  soul,  but  above  all,  each  soul 
is  the  Master  Artist  of  itself.  The  unfolding- 
rose,  perfect  among'  flowers,  is  but  the  tvpe  of 
the  human  character  in  full  beauty  of  form, 
glor}'  of  color  and  radiance  of  scent,  but  it  comes 
to  us  a  careful  development  of  Nature's  wild  rose 
and  eglantine.  The  supreme  jewel  is  a  human 
soul,  the  diamond  is  its  symbol  in  its  perfect  cut- 
ting. Nothing  less  fine  than  a  diamond  itself 
can  cut  diamond,  so  human  development  answers 
only  to  human  character. 

AVe  hear  even  to  monotony  of  tliepossibilities 
of  the    twent'oth    centurv.  and  what    record    this 


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will  make  iu  the  annals  of  time. 

The  li<i"ht  of  the  century  does  not  beam  from 
the  hill  tops  of  time,  but  shines  in  the  eyes  of  its 
men  and  women.  Its  greatness  is  measured  only 
by  the  human  character.  What  then  are  the  de- 
mands, and  what  is  the  ideal  for  the  man  and 
woman  of  the  hour.  What  is  the  type  for  which 
we  must  cultivate,  towards  which  there  must  be 
a  continuous  gTowth? 

First:  we  must  have  a  mental  capacity  for 
g-rasping-  the  truth. 

"Think  truh'  and  thy  thoug'hts, 

Shall  a  world's  famine  feed, 

Speak  truly  and  each  word 

Shall  be  a  faithful  seed; 

Live  truly  and  thy  life 

Shall  be  a  grand  and  noble  deed." 

We  must  make  our  real  standard  that  which 
is  useful.  We  have  been  beautifully  told  of  the 
thing-s  that  are  worth  while,  and  that  we  let  go 
of  all  things  which  we  cannot  carry  into  eternal 
life.  Learn  to  distinguish  between  the  essen- 
tials and  the  non  essentials.  Voltaire  said  petty 
considerations  are  the  g-raves  of  great  things.  So 
to  be  woiwen  of  broadest  culture  should  be  our 
aim.  It  is  not  enough  that  we  be  wide  read,  but 
we  need  to  transmute  knowledg-e  into  thoug-ht, 
sympathy  into  action  and  give  unto  others  the 
benefit  of  our  reading. 

The  oportuuities  for  self-culture  of  women 
to-day  are  greater  than  ever  before.  Universi- 
ties are  thrown  open  to  those  who  are  physically 
and  financially  able  to  the  course.  But  it  is  of 
the  Woman's  Clubs  I  wouldspeak  more  especially, 
giving'  to  the  org'anizations  the  hig'hest  praise. 
With  its  numerous  departments  of  art,  music, 
literature,  philanthropy  and  economics,  the  club 
offers  delightful  incentives  and  great  g'ood  to 
any  woman  of  any  taste  wliatsoever.  The  club  for 
some  women  has  been  better  than  a  physician  or 
a  sanitarium.  It  has  carried  them  above  the 
aches  and  pains  of  every  da^'  life,  and  has  given 
a  view  into  the  realm  of  noble  thought  and  deed. 
The  individual  members  are  strengthened  and 
improved,  but  beyond  this  the  great  g-ood  done 
for  the  lowest  classes  of  humanity  can  never  be 
estimated.  Time  has  demonstrated  the  unfair- 
ness of  the  judgement  that  a  club-woman  is  a 
neglectful  housewife.  There  is  this  question  yet 
in  the  minds  of  some,  whether  the  woman  who  is 


trying-  to  live  a  definite  and  pronounced  Christian 
life,  who  is  seeking-  a  deeper  spirituality  can 
mingle  with  society  people  without  losing  her 
own  peace  and  detracting  from  her  influence. 

The  Christian  woman's  place,  because  she  is 
a  Christian,  is  decidedly  and  most  appropriately 
in  society.  She  abates  no  jot  of  her  royal  distinc- 
tion when  she  imitates  her  Divine  Master  in  add- 
ing grace  to  the  social  scene.  This  ag'e  needs 
women  with  patriotism  in  their  creed.  If  this 
century  bears  aloft  the  United  States  as  the 
g^randest  of  nations  the  youth  of  to-day  must  be 
taught  true  Americanism.  •  Then,  too,  we  ought 
to  look  with  pride  upon  the  part  the  women  had 
in  the  first  great  struggle.  The  whirr  of  the  spin- 
ning- wheel  was  martial  music  as  patriotic  as  the 
roll  of  the  drum;  the  distaff  was  a  baton  no  less 
powerful  than  the  general's  sword.  The  knitting- 
needle  sounded  reveille  before  the  bugle,  and  the 
crash  of  the  loom  and  the  shuttle's  quick  recall 
were  the  artillery  of  the  reserve.  If  you  are  a 
daug'hter  of  the  Revolution  enter  the  ranks  of 
that  society  and  aid  in  their  historical  research, 
remembering-  that  the  blood  of  a  private  sol- 
dier marks  the  claim  to  patriotic  descent  as  nobly 
as  the  g-eneral's  command. 

Next,  ever}'  woman,  knowing  all  she  can, 
should  know  how  to  do  one  thing-  well,  if  it  is 
C'nly  to  bake  a  loaf  of  bread  or  darn  a  glove. 
Those  who  are  talented  in  music  or  gifted  with 
the  pencil  or  pen,  strive  to  excel  in  your  work 
and  thus  aid  another  soul  in  its  g-rowth.  Not 
less  m  usical  than  the  prima  donna's  song-  is  the  har- 
mony of  a  happy  well  directed  home.  When  we 
would  soarto  the  height  of  fame  let  us  remember 
that  "singing-  birds  build  low."  A  poor  stone 
cutter  wanders  one  day  into  a  yard  and  begs  for 
work  that  he  may  earn  enough  to  bu}'  some  bread. 
He  is  g-iven  a  stone  and  as  he  toiled  after  day  he 
chisels  out  a  leaf,  a  rose;  new  pieces  of  stone 
are  brought  to  him.  Years  afterward  he  visits 
his  native  town  and  when  walking  down  the 
most  beautiful  street  his  eye  beholds  a  building- 
which  is  the  pride  of  every  citizen.  He  g-azes  in 
admiration,  and  when  he  is  told  that  it  is  his 
work  that  ornaments  the  buildings  his  heart  is 
full  and  he  only  responds,  "I  am  g-lad  that  I  did 
my  work  well. " 


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COLLEOE   GREETINOS. 


The  annalist's  report  prepared  by  the  late 
Mrs.  Mary  Turley  Oakes,  '74,  whom  death  had 
.  called  so  unexpectedly  away  but  eleven  days  be- 
fore was  next  read  by  Mrs.  Belle  Short  Lambert, 
'73. 

The  prog'ram  closed  with  a  piano  solo  by 
Emma  Burnett,  '97-'01. 

The  vote  for  trustees  resulted  in  the  choice 
of  Mrs.  Ella  Yates  Orr,  '67,  Mary  Selby,  '65,  and 
Mrs.  Minerva  Dunlap  Scott,  '52,  to  fill  the  unex- 
pired term  of  Mrs.  Oakes. 

The  officers  chosen  for  the  ensuing  year  were: 

President,  Mrs.  Lucy  Dimmitt  Kolp,  '88. 

First  Vice-president,  Grace  Ward,  '95. 

Second  Vice-president.  Mrs.  Eliza  Trotter 
Caldwell,  '54. 

Recording-  Secretary,  Mary  Huntly,  '98. 

Treasurer,  Alice  E.  Turley,  '77. 

Annalist,  Frances  Melton,   '94. 

Ice  cream  and  cake  were  served  and  a  pleasant 
social  hour  followed. 


THE  WEEK'S  MUSICAL  EVENTS. 

The  sixth  annual  alumnae  concert  of  the 
College  of  Music  was  given  in  Grace  Church  the 
night  before  commencement. 

The  prog'ram  was  a  brilliant  one  and  pleas- 
ing throughout,  each  successive  number  being 
warmly    encored.     The   program  was  as  follows: 

Military  March  .  -  -  -      Schubert-Burchard 

Lillian  Batz,  1900  Myrtle  Larrimore,  1900;  Kathryu  Keating, 

'98;  Elizabeth  Mathers,  1900. 

O,  That  We  Two  Were  Maying  -  -  -  Gounod 

Mrs.  Mabel  Hooper  Kern,  '89,  Mattoon. 
Faust  Fantasie  ------     sarasate 

Winifred  To-wnsend,  '95,  Chicago. 
Eigoletto  Fantasie  ------      Liszt 

Lillian  Batz  1900. 
Arioso,  Irom  LaMort  de  Jeanne  d'  Arc  -  -      Bemberg 

Phoebe  JeHerson  Kreider,  '90. 
Nocturne  in  D  Flat  -----  Chopin 

Hexentanz  -----.  McDowell 

Grace  Gilmore,  '98,  Winchester. 
A  Summer's  Night  -  -  -  -    A  Goring  Thomas 

The  Swallows  -  -  -  -  -  F.  H.  Cowen 

Mabel  Okey,  '98,  Chicago. 
Hungarian  Dance,  No.  1  -  -   '       -      Brahms-Joachim 

Winifred  Townsend. 
Ballade  in  G  Minor  -----  Chopin 

Andante  and  Finale  (tor  the  left  hand  alone)       -   Leschetizky 

Mrs.  Mary  Walker  Whitworth,  '84,  Fargo,  N.  D. 
It  Was  a  Lover  and  his  Lass  "  "  "        ,   MacFarren 

April  Weather  __--_-         Rogers 

In  June  -------  Buck 

Phoebe  JeHerson  Kreider. 
Tarantella  Napoletana  -  -  -  _  Rossini 

Mrs.  Mabel  Hooper  Kern 

Concerto,  Op.  2,  Allegro  Maestroso  -  -  Arensky 

Reon  E.  B.  Osborne,  '96. 


On  the  Saturday  evening'  previous  came  the 
usual  commencement  concert  in  Grace  Church. 

It  was  a  strong  and  carefully  rendered  pro- 
gram, the  participants  never  having  appeared  to 
better  advantage.  Individually  each  effort  merit- 
ed praise. 

The  program  as  given  was: 

Concerto  in  G  minor  (Andante,  Presto)  -       Mendelssohn 

Vivian  Merrill. 
Nocturne,  Op.  157  -  -  -  -  -  Reinecke 

Ballade  in  A  flat  ------     Chopin 

Frances  Harlowe. 

a.  The  Linden  Tree  -----        Schubert 

b.  Who  is  Sylvia?  -----  Schubert 

c.  The  Lark  Now  Leaves  His  Watery  Nest  -  Parker 

Isaline  Dickson. 

Ballade,  Op.  86          -          -           -           -           -  Chaminade 

Tarrantelle,  Op.  11          -          -          -          -  Scharwenka 

Carrie  Morrison. 

Concerto  In  A  minor  (Larghetto,  Rondo)          -  -  Hummel 

Emma  Burnett. 

a.  Reveries          ------  Neidlinger 

b.  Thine  Only          ------  Bohm 

c.  The  First  Love  Song          -          -          -          -  Grammann 

Mae  Thompson. 
Midsummer  Night's  Dream  -  -         Templeton  Strong 

Irma  Marshall. 
Largo  inF  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  Rati 

Etude  De  Concert  -  -  -  -  MacDowell 

Elizabeth  Blackburn. 
Synnove's  Song  -  -  -        ■  -  -  KJerult 

Ombra  Leggiera  (from  Dinorah)  -  -       Meyerbeer 

una  Rottger. 

Romanza  (from  E  minor  Concerto)  -  -        Chopin 

Rhapsodie  Hongroise,  No.  15  -  -  -  Liszt 

Elizabeth  Doying. 

Thursday  evening,  the  23d,  the  beautiful 
cantata,  "King  Rene's  Daughter,"  was  rendered 
by  the  Ladies  Chorus  in  the  College  chapel. 

The  admission  fee  accounted  for  a  thinning' 
of  the  usual  large  audience  in  attendance  on  the 
May  musical  events,  but  those  who  were  present 
enjoyed  a  rare  treat. 

The  chorus  work  was  superb,  and  showed 
the  severe  training  the  voices  had  been  subjected 
to  since  last  September. 

Mr.  Stead  is  proving-  his  fitness  as  director 
of  the  Colleg-e  of  Music  in  a  way  that  augurs  well 
for  the  future.  His  strength  as  an  organizer 
shows  in  every  department  of  the  work. 


CLASS  DAY. 


The  class  day  exercises  this  year  consisted 
of  a  play,  "The  Lady  of  L3'ons,"  given  in  the 
chapel.  "  The  quaint  old-time  costumes  of  the 
ladies  and  much  brave  gold  lace  of  tlie  military 
made  a  charming  picture.  The  parts  were  sus- 
tained with  spirit  and  grace,  and  at  the  play's- 
conclusion  the  class  marched,  two  by  two,  out  to 
the  campus  and  planted  the  ivy  that  is  to  com- 
memorate 1901  in  the  ages  to  come. 


COIvLEOE     GREETINOS. 


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54TH  COMMENCEMENT  DAY. 


The  28th  was  a  brig-ht  day  in  spite  of  some 
fears  to  tlie  contrary,  and  Centenary  was  filled 
with  friends  of  this,  the  larg'est  class  in  all  the 
history  of  the  school. 

The  exercises  beg'an  with  Rubenstein's  "The 
Angfel,"  sung-  by  the  ladies'  chorus.  Prayer 
was  offered  by  Rev.  J.  E.  Artz,  of  CarroUton. 
Jessie  Wilcox  sang-  a  cavatina  ot  Meyerbeer's  and 
then  President  Harker  introduced  the  speaker  of 
the  afternoon,  Rev.  Levi  Gilbert,  D.  D.,  editor  of 
the  Western  Christian  Advocate  of  Cincinnati, 
Ohio.     He  said  in  part: 

"I  count  myself  most  fortunate  on  this  bright 
day  to  visit  this  beautiful  city  of  colleges.  It  is 
a  pleasure  too  to  see  the  prosperity  of  the  college, 
which  the  present  occasion  concerns.  The  prob- 
lem before  us  is  to  make  the  most  of  ourselves. 
Education  means  to  draw  out,  the  strength,  the 
virility  there  is  within  us.  In  this  day  we  are 
trying-  to  get  the  most  out  of  everything-.  It  is 
true  of  steamships  and  locomotives,  and  so  it  is 
-with  the  individual.  We  must  think  too  much  of 
ourselves  to  descend  to  materialism  or  sensual- 
ism. We  are  to  remember  that  we  are  His  ser- 
vants and  are  to  walk  worthily.  Everyone  of  us 
must  strive  to  evolve  into  that  which  God  has  de- 
vised for  us.  There  was  a  time  when  the  cus- 
toms and  habits  of  our  lives  were  wholly  primi- 
tive, but  years  have  wrought  great  changes. 
There  was  a  time  when  scratching-  upon  the  face 
of  the  cliff  was  the  only  art,  but  now  we  have  the 
"works  of  the  masters.  You  and  I  have  come  up 
from  savages.  You  and  1  are  to  live  with  the  idea 
of  the  great  future.  If  we  are  to  be  immortals  we 
must  live  on  the  basis  of  such  expectations.  The 
education  our  life  demands  is  not  a  limited,  di- 
vided one.  The  man  to-day  who  takes  a  special- 
ty runs  the  risk  of  narrowing-  himself.  I  still 
believe  in  specialization,  but  there  should  be  a 
broad  culture  first.  It  is  well  to  recognize  the 
unity  of  knowledge.  We  want  not  only  broad 
culture,  but  there  should  be  some  attention  to 
physical  culture  as  well.  The  physical  is  fully 
half  of  us  and  must  go  parallel  with  the  mind 
and  soul.  I  have  been  in  the  south  recently  and 
I  found  that  many  colored  children  were  inclined 
to  rebel  at  manual  training.  I  have  found,  too, 
something-  of  the  same  feeling  in  New  England. 
But  I  believe  that  practical  education  should  go 
along  with  the  theoretical.     Education  above  all 


things  should  be  moral.  We  want  ballast  for 
our  American  people.  We  need  conscience  for 
our  people,  lest  they  become  simply  sharp  witted 
and  flippant. 

"The  Puritan  stood  for  something-  and  had 
something  which  he  believed.  He  had  a  belief  and 
a  will  to  support  it  with.  So  Iplead  for  moral  ed- 
ucation. We  want  our  young  people  to  be  acute 
and  brilliant,  but  society  wants  to  know  whether 
or  not  there  is  character  behind  it  all.  Our  an- 
cestors had  not  the  advantages  of  to-day,  yet 
they  builded  up  rugged  characters.  We  wish  our 
bovs  to  be  good  bookkeepers,  but  not  so  g'ood 
that  they  can  make  the  books  balance  and  still 
have  SIO.OOO  to  put  in  their  pockets.  We  wish 
them  to  know  the  ten  commandments  as  well  as 
the  ten  digits.  A  moral  education  must  in  a 
large  sense  include  an  education  of  the  Bible.  I 
bslieve  that  while  to-day  we  want  to  know  the 
classics  we  ought  to  be  familiar  with  the  great 
classic  of  Judea.  The  man  who  knows  the  Bible 
has  the  best  part  of  a  college  education.  The 
book  is  not  only  a  revelation  of  divine  truth,  but 
it  is  valuable  as  literature  as  well.  The  men  who 
wrote  the  Bible  were  not  simply  inspired  by  art, 
but  because  a  great  truth  burned  in  their  souls, 
a  truth  that  they  could  not  keep  to  themselves. 
Take  the  Bible  and  read  it  candidly  and  I  believe 
that  you  must  acknowledge  that  there  is  some- 
thing of  heaven  in  it.  It  is  God's  text  book,  and 
God  is  the  great  teacher.  It  was  given  to  us  for 
our  moral  education.  But  there  is  something 
more  than  the  mere  Book.  Around  us  are  the 
great  lessons  of  nature.  We  are  to  believe  in 
God's  truth  wherever  we  find  it  in  tree  or  flower. 
We  cannot  get  rid  of  God's  mystery  of  the  uni- 
verse. If  we  could  tell  all  about  the  flower  we 
would  know  exactly  what  God  is.  Someone  has 
said  that  God  does  not  need  our  learning.  It  is 
doubtless  true,  but  he  certainly  does  not  need 
our  ignorance.  The  coming  man,  evolved  iu  na- 
ture, shall  be  reverent  but  bold. 

"We  have  not  only  God's  Bible,  but  there  is 
a  revelation  in  man  himself.  We  should  not  be 
afraid  to  use  our  reasons.  There  is  a  bad  sense 
in  which  we  use  the  word  rationalist,  but  there  is 
a  good  meaning  as  well.  The  necessity  of  think- 
ing grows  upon  us  as  we  grow  older.  Give  us 
men  who  know  how  to  think  and  think  clearly. 
There  is  no  necessity  more  obligatory  than  to 
give  reason  for  the  faith  which  is  in  us.  There 
is    a   rational   reasonable   service   and   it   is   the 


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College  Greetings. 


highest  and  best  which  a  man  or  woman  can  give. 
Christianity  should  appeal  to  emotion  backed  up 
by  reason.  Sensationalism  above  does  not  pay. 
Give  us  intellectuality  set  on  fire.  Christianity 
is  fundamentally  thought.  Jesus  Christ,  though 
He  wrote  no  book,  set  multitudes  of  pens  into 
motion.  To-day  we  should  teach  our  young'  peo- 
ple so  much  that  they  shall  know  too  much  to 
disbelieve.  A  woman  atheist  seems  to  me  most 
unlovable  of  characters.  We  want  men  and 
women  who  can  believe.  Let  us  expose  all  shams 
and  sophistries  and  get  at  the  truth  in  its  last 
lurking  places.  As  Christians  we  want  to  know 
the  truth,  the  whole  truth  and  nothing  but  the 
truth. 

"I  am  glad  to  stand  in  this  state,  which 
Abraham  Lincoln  made  famous.  He  was  h^mest 
Abe,  because  he  always  stood  by  what  he  be- 
lieved. Let  us  have  an  openness  to  truth  at  all 
times.  Let  it  come  streaming  in  and  crowd  out 
bigotry.  Truth  is  mighty  and  must  prevail,  but 
it  never  does  so  until  it  gets  into  a  man.  We 
want  to  speak  the  truth  m  love.  There  is  no 
room  for  fanaticism.  Go  vi'ith  the  truth  all  the 
way,  no  matter  if  it  does  take  you  on  some  new 
path  and  to  some  new  goal.  Don't  ask  how  it  is 
going  to  affect  your  life,  but  believe  the  truth  and 
go  with  it  all  the  way.  Better  live  with  truth  in 
a  dungeon  than  with  a  lie  in  a  palace.  If  a  thing 
be  truth  it  will  live  and  it  cannot  be  scorned 
down.  We  want  an  education,  too,  for  service.  It 
should  not  be  an  education  for  ourselves  alone. 
Perish  Greek  roots  and  Latin  conjugations  and 
let  humanity  live.  Everywhere  Christian  cul- 
tured men  and  women  must  go  and  take  their 
culture  with  them.  This  country  is  safe  in  the 
hands  of  the  common  people.  What  we  want 
more  and  more,  is  the  democracj^  of  the  educa- 
tion. The  boys  and  girls  to-day,  who  are  mix- 
ing in  the  public  schools,  will  go  out  with  a  fair 
idea  of  their  mutual  rights. 

"You,  as  educated  young  women,  must  go 
out  into  our  national  life  in  all  its  departments. 
There  is  no  need  to  be  a  new  woman  in  the  or- 
dinary acceptance  of  that  term.  Go  out  to-day 
as  women  of  conviction.  You  must  be  for  God 
or  for  his  enemies.  Have  a  grand  purpose.  Let 
us  believe  to-day  in  an  inspiration  born  of  God, 
which  comes  to  us  to-day  as  it  did  to  the  proph- 
ets in  the  days  of  old.  God  is  not  dumb,  that 
he  speaks  no  more.  Let  us  believe  in  a  present 
day  inspiration  in  a  living  God." 


The  chorus  then  sang  "Sweet  and  Low" 
(Hawley),  and  "The  Water  Lily"  (Abt).  Presi- 
dent Harker  in  brief  words  thanked  the  towns- 
people for  their  interest  in  the  College  and  the 
moral  support  received,  and  expressed  a  hope 
that  the  young  women  would  ever  give  evidence 
of  the  Christian  virtues,  patriotism,  love  of  home 
and  work,  which  it  had  been  the  aim  of  the  Col- 
leg'e  teaching  to  inculcate. 

To  the  graduates,  he  said:  "You  go  out  in- 
to a  great  body  of  alumnae,  who  to-day  are  fill- 
ing important  places  in  life.  I  hope  you  will  feel 
a  bond  of  sympathy  with  them  and  with  each 
other.  You  are  not  called  upon  to  stand  alone, 
for  aside  from  this  syinpathy  referred  to  remem- 
ber that  God  hath  said:  '  Lo,  I  am  with  you  al- 
ways even  unto  the  end  of  the  world.'  "  He  then 
presented  diplomas. 

The  graduates  are:  Classical  course — Lucy 
Mary  Ball,  Jacksonville;  Mabel  Myra  Curtiss, 
Rohrer;  Lucile  Elliott,  Jacksonville;  Ethel  G. 
Pell,  Jacksonville;  Alice  Daisy  Hayes,  Augusta; 
Florence  Fern  Hilsabeck,  Windsor;  Elsie  Austin 
Layman.  Jacksonville;  Edith  Elizabeth  Loose, 
lUiopolis;  Ethel  Matilda  Roberts,  Chrisman; 
Eleanor  Russell,  Jacksonville;  Dora  Scott,  Jack- 
sonville; Susan  Evalyn  Wehn,  Farming'ton,  Iowa; 
Hedwig  Luise  Wildi.  Highland;  Mabel  Anita 
Withee,  Jacksonville. 

Scientific — Olive  Etta  Adams,  Cerro  Gordo; 
Bessie  Geneva  Hart,  A^irden;  Mary  Alice  Helm, 
Homer;  Mabel  Jane  Helm,  Homer;  Flosse  Linder 
Howell,  Mattoon;  Elsie  Edna  McFillen,  Jackson- 
ville; Laura  Frances  Richards,  Jacksonville; 
Mary  E.  Woody,  Homer. 

Piano-fore — Elizabeth  Idella  Blackburn. 
Jacksonville;  Emma  Burnett,  Waverlv;  Eliza- 
beth Albin  Doying-,  Jacksonville;  Prances  Guern- 
sey Harlowe.  Jacksonville;  Irma  Edith  Marshall, 
Ipava;  Vivian  M.  Merrill,  Jacksonville;  Carrie 
Marion  Morrison,  Jacksonville. 

Voice — Isaline  Clark  Dickson,  Watertown; 
Urla  Beatrice  Rottger,  Jacksonville;  Harriett  INIae 
Thompson,  Virden. 

Elocution — Daisy  Alice  Pawling  s.  Jackson- 
ville;  Edith  Allan  Starr,  Decatur. 

The  benediction  was  pronounced  bv  Rev.  A. 
L.  T.  Ewert  and  concluded  the  54th  commence- 
ment exercises. 


COIvLvEOE     GREETINOS. 


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NOTES  FROM  THE  ANNALIST. 

Raphael  Tuck  &  Co.,  brought  out  at  Christ- 
mas time  a  compilation  of  nature  poems  entitled: 
"Round  the  Year  with  the  Poets,"  by  Mrs.  Martha 
Capps  Oliver, '62,  much  of  it  being- original  matter. 
We  notice  a  poem  from  Mrs.  EfBe  Capps  McCabe,  '81 
in  the  collection,  also  one  from  Mrs.  Amy  Wood 
Bagg,  '80,  who  seems  to  find  time  for  some  liter- 
ary work  in  the  midst  of  her  duties  as  organist 
in  a  Boston  church  and  teacher  in  a  school  of 
music. 

Emma  Marshall  Beckman,  a  one-time  stu- 
dent at  the  College,  has  published  a  recent  book 
entitled  "Backsheesh — A  Woman's  Wanderings." 
It  is  a  record  of  her  travels  in  Europe,  beauti- 
fully illustrated,  with  this  significant  quotation 
for  its  introduction, 

"Not  in  a  closed  and  bounded  atmosphere, 

Does  life  put  forth  its  noblest  and  its  best." 

It  is  known  but  to  a  few  that  the  auther  of 
"Mistress  Penwick,"  written  over  the  name  of 
Button  Payne,  is  not  a  man  at  all  but  a  woman 
■who  was  at  one  time  a  student  at  the  Colleg-e,  and 
whose  husband  was  a  former  Jacksonville  resi- 
dent. The  book  has  met  with  large  sales  and  has 
been  dra,matised  for  the  Chas.  Frohman  company. 

Grace  Ward '95, and  Annie  Hinrichsen  '97,  have 
each  written  stories  during  the  past  year  that 
have  found  the  light  in  print. 

A  few  weeks  ag^o  Ida  Harris,  of  Champaig"n, 
died.  She  was  a  music  pupil  in  the  days  of  Prof. 
Wimerstedt  in  the  early  eigiities,  Many  of  her 
friends  believed  her  to  have  been  the  author  of 
the  famous  "Bread-winners,"  and  confidently  e.x- 
picted  that  the  fact  would  be  made  known  after 
her  death. 

One  of  our  number,  Gertrude  Stiles,  '85,  is 
abroad.  She  has  been  studying'  art  in  Florence, 
but  the  last  word  from  her  was  dated  from  Siena, 
Italy,  and  after  June  1st  she  will  be  at  Hampstead, 
I/ondon. 

Nellie  V.  Thompson,  '92.  of  Roodhouse,  is  en- 
gaged in  newspaper  work  and  Delia  Wyckoff,  '89, 
is  studying  medicine. 

Leah  Mcllvaine  and  Elizabeth  Shuff,  of  last 
year's  class,  are  studying-  their  chosen  art  at  the 
Art  Institute,  Chicago,  and  all  of  last  year's  mu- 
sic graduates  are  taking  post-graduate  work,  and 
are  enrolled  at  the  College. 

Of  former  music  pupils,  Mabel  Okey,  '98  has 
spent  the  j^ear  in  study  in  Chicago,  May  Kendall, 
'99,  is   also   pursuing-  her  music  in  the  same  city, 


Nellie  Clark,  '99,  is  in  Boston  Conservatory  and 
Phoebe  Kreider,'90,comeshome  to  us  with  evidence 
of  her  year's  training  showing  in  the  sweet  voice 
that  is  always  so  ready  to  give  delight.  While  in 
New  York  she  sang-  every  Sunday  afternoon  at 
one  of  the  social  settlements. 

Back  in  the  sixties  we  had  with  us  a  student 
who  has  since  won  fame  as  the  first  woman  dele- 
g-ate  to  be  given  recog-nition  in  the  General  Con- 
ference of  our  church,  Mrs.  Mattie  Yates  Mc- 
Mahan,  the  sister  of  Mrs.  ETla  Yates  Orr,  '67. 

Mrs.  Helen  WilmansPag-e,'54,has  won  success 
in  two  ways,  she  owns  and  manag-es  all  the  property 
in  Sea  Breeze,  Florida,  among  her  interests  is  a 
beautiful  hotel  on  the  coast  where  many  tour- 
ists sojourn  for  health.  She  is  interested  in  the 
study  of  mental  science  and  has  written  a  num- 
ber of  books  on  her  favorite  hobby — mind  healing-. 

So  many  of  our  old  students  are  teachers  that 
it  is  impossible  to  name  them  all,  and  even  the 
numbering-  has  proved  a  task.  Bertha  Rush,  in 
her  position  as  teacher  in  the  new  government 
schools  at  Vigan,  onthe  island  of  Luzon,  occupies 
the  post  farthest  removed.  She  has  completed 
her  first  year,  and  after  spending-  the  summer  va- 
cation in  Japan,  will  return  to  the  Phillipines 
and  resume  her  work  next  September. 

M  rs.  Mar3'  Shepherd  Kuhl,  '67,  is  the  state  evan- 
gelist of  the  W.  C.  T.  U.,  and  Mrs.  Ella  Yates 
Orr,  of  the  same  class,  was  elected  Superinten- 
dent of  Franchise  in  last  autumn's  state  conven- 
tion. 

Mrs. Belle  Short  Lambert, '73,is  secretarj-of  the 
Ladies  Educational  Societ)',  a  purely  local  organi- 
zation, but  it  has  the  distinction  of  being-  the 
oldest  woman's  society  in  the  United  States,  and 
its  efficiency  after  sixty-seven  years  is  shown  by 
the  fact  that  in  1900  it  paid  tuition  for  nineteen 
young"  women,  four  of  whom  were  students  in  I. 
W.  C.  This  is  but  one  of  many  similar  interests 
of  this  busy  woman's  life. 

Mrs.  Lulu  Williams  Chapin,  '76,  is  chairman 
of  the  committee  on  education  of  the  California 
State  Federation  of  Woman's  Clubs,  and  is  en- 
gaged in  the  lecture  field.  Her  subjects  are 
mainl}-  historical,  and  she  fills  many  engag'e- 
ments  in  schools  and  clubs. 

The  question  asked  oh  the  circular  letter  sent 
out  a  few  weeks  ago  relative  to  the  public  work 
engaged  in  shows  the  wide-spread  interest  on  the 
part  of  the  alumnae  generally  in  organized  effort 
for  a  better  and  hig-her  community  life.  Many 
answered  the  question  by  stating  that  they  were 
engaged  in  church,  mission  and  league  work,  and 


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COLLEOK    GREETINOS. 


one  earlier  graduate  responded  on  this  wise 
— "Yes,  a  self  denial  club,"  and  that  reveals  a 
whole  life-time's  brave  strug-g-le  with  hard  con- 
ditions. 

Recently  a  letter  came  to  the  president  ask- 
ing- that  a  music  teacher  with  the  missionary 
spirit  be  sent  to  teach  in  the  co-educational 
Methodist  school  in  Calcutta,  India,  and  Bishop 
Hartzell  has  also  written  desiring  a  cultured 
young  woman  to  take  charge  of  the  mission 
school  he  has  founded  on  the  island  of  Madeira. 
Surely  two  might  be  found  to  fill  these  places. 

Away  back  in  Prof.  De  Motte's  time  there 
was  a  boy  in  the  primary  department  whom  the 
president  called  into  the  office  one  day  and  said, 
"I  see  you  are  out-growing  knee  pants,  and  so  I 
think  you  had  better  find  another  school."  And 
that  was  the  only  diploma  our  present  Governor 
of  Illinois  ever  received  from  I.  W.  C,  but  no 
doubt  the  early  training  and  Christian  influence 
of  the  school  helped  somewhat  to  fashion  the 
stronn-  manly  character  of  Richard  Yates. 

One  wedding  occurring  within  the  year  has 
not  yet  been  recorded,  that  of  Edna  Sibert  who 
was  married  last  June  to  J.  Bruce  Thomas,  of 
Dallas,  Tex. 

The  births  not  mentioned  in  the  Greetings 
are:  To  Mrs.  Lucinda  Burnett  Massie,  a  daugh- 
ter, Helen;  to  Mrs.  Prudence  Spencer  Lamb,  a 
son;  to  Mrs.  Mabel  Hooper  Kern,  a  son,  Lauron 
Armstrong. 

The  deaths  of  the  last  twelve  months  have 
been  many,  those  unrecorded  are: 

Henry  AUer,  the  husband  ot  Sarah  Buckingham  Aller,  '91. 

The  father  of  Sadie  Corrington,  '91. 

The  mother  ot  Ada  Reat  Barr,  '93. 

The  father  of  Nellie  Schureman,  '89-1900. 

The  father  of  Urla  Rottger,  of  the  present  year's  class. 

Wm.  F.  Short,  Jr..  the  only  son  of  former  president.  Dr. 
W.  F.  Short. 

Of  our  alumnae  themselves  three  have  been 
called  to  their  heavenly  home,  Mary  E,  Loar,  '69, 
Mary  Whitehead  Spates,  '74,  and  Fannie  B.  Pry, 

•82.  

Here  the  record  breaks  off,  for  the  hand  that 
had  penned  these  words  of  loving  remembrance 
suddenly  grew  weary  and  near  midnight  of  the 
16th  of  May  laid  its  last  earthly  task  aside.  Her 
illness — peritonitis — was  of  the  briefest  and  com- 
ino"  almost  without  warning,  it  is  still  impossible 
to  realize  that  the  bright  presence  of  Mary  Tur- 
ley  Oakes,  '74,  is  no  longer  with  us. 

She  died  at  her  home  in  Naples,  where  she 
had  lived  the  last  .four   years,  greatly   endearing 


herself  to  all  by  her  wise  and  loving  service  in  all 
that  was  for  the  highest  good  of  the  little  town. 
Her  friends  besought  that  they  might  bear  her 
once  more  into  the  church  that  had  known  her 
sweet  ministrations.  The  service  was  brief,  but 
the  church  was  filled  with  her  co-workers  in  the 
W.  C.  T.  U.,  and  the  boys  and  girls  of  her  Loyal 
Legion,  marching  with  their  colors,  formed  her 
guard  of  honor.  It  was  just  at  sunset  hour  when 
the  service  was  concluded,  and  a  flood  of  light 
filled  all  the  sky,  and  thus  they  saw  her  borne 
away  on  her  last  journey  to  her  mother's  home  in 
this  city.  Then  Dr.  Short,  who  had  married  her 
twenty-five  years  before,  said  the  last  words,  and 
she  was  laid  to  sleep  under  the  bloom  of  roses 
and  easter  lilies. 

Earnest  iu  her  convictions,  liberal  in  her 
judgments,  tender  in  her  sympathies,  sweet  even 
amid  adversities  and  disappointments,  she  was 
characterized  by  all  the  gifts  that  make  the  no- 
blest type  of  Christian  womanhood.  Her  quiet 
country  home  had  given  her  the  opportunity  for 
reflection  and  the  companionships  of  books,  deep- 
ening her  culture  without  cutting  off  her  active 
interest  in  church  and  temperance  work.  As 
College  trustee  she  gave  her  Alma  Mater  loyal 
support  and  ever  had  its  interests  close  at  heart. 

The  years  of  life  measured  out  to  her  seem 
all  too  few — she  had  so  much  to  live  for,  and  she 
will  be  so  sadly  missed  by  those  who  had  the  first 
claim  upon  her  love. 

Her  husband,  her  son  and  daughter,  her 
mother,  Mrs.  Margaret  Morrison  Turley,  '52,  all 
have  our  tender  sympathy  in  this  sudden  and 
piercing  sorrow. 

e     e     e 

IN  MEMORIAM. 


Entered  into  rest,  April  23, 1901,  in  Pierce  City,  Mo.,  Mrs. 
Amelia  Simmons  Stanton,  whose  girlhood  days  were  spent  in 
Jersey  County,  Illinois. 

She  attended  the  Woman's  College  for  several  years— "The 
dear  old  I.  F.  C."— as  she  was  wont  to  speak  of  it.  Her  gradu- 
ation with  the  class  of  1858,  was  prevented  by  a  serious  illness, 
which  left  her  an  invalid  for  the  remainder  of  life.  Yet  her 
beautiful  life  was  exemplary  of  the  consecrated  Christian; 
sincere  and  earnest,  but  with  the  might  of  meekness,  which 
means  conserved  strength  of  character,  she  grew  into  the 
graces  which  gather  unto  themselves  "whatsoever  things  are 
lovely  and  of  good  report." 

She  knew  no  swerving  from  fixed  and  worthy  purposes 
and  made  lite  worth  living  by  preparation  for  its  duties— love 
worth  having  by  fidelity  to  its  claims— heaven  worth  seeking 
by  adoption  of  its  spirit. 

A  husband  and  daughter  are  lelt  to  mourn  and  revere  her 
memory,  while  outside  the  home  circle,  neighbors,  Iriends 
and  many  unfortunate  ones  within  her  reach,  will  remember 
the  bright  smile,  pleasant  word  and  kindly  charity,  that  were 
part  ot  her  nature— part  of  her  life. 

Her  College  room-mate  and  life-long  friend, 

ELIZA  ANDREWS  SIMMONS. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


VOL.   V 


JACKSONVILLE,   ILL,  SEPTEMBER,  1901. 


NO. 


I  LITERARY. 

THE    ECHO. 


Rising  and  falling  with  winds  that  are  blowing- 
List  to  the  measures  that  dreamily  float— 
Soft  is  the  murmur  so  drowsily  flowing. 

Softer  the  echo  repeating  the  note; 
Now  'tis  a  ripple  of  silvery  laughter 

Ringing  from  lips  that  are  merry  and  gay— 
Softly  repeating  and  following  after 
Floats  the  faint  echo  away  and  away— 
Away  -  away- 
Floating  forever,  away  and  away! 

Now  'tis  the  call  of  demure  little  thrusnes 

Roused  from  their  slumbers,  all  up  and  a-wing. 
Rising  from  nests  hidden  deep  in  the  rushes. 

Piping  so  blithely  a  song  to  the  spring; 
Now  'tis  the  Jubilant  note  of  a  swallow 

Soaring  as  if  it  were  seeking  a  star; 
Now  'tis  the  pipe  of  a  blue-bird  we  follow 

Floating  and  floating  in  echo  afar— 
Afar— afar- 
Floating  forever,  afar  and  afar! 

O,  but  the  echoes  are  calling  and  calling 

Far  on  the  mountain  and  deep  in  the  glen. 
Out  where  the  waters  are  flowing  and  falling. 

Off  in  the  woodland  or  down  in  the  fen ; 
Whether  the  sound  is  of  singing  or  sighing. 

Cadence  of  song  or  the  birds'  roundelay. 
Still  the  fleet  zephyrs  forever  are  flying 

Bearing  the  echoes  away  and  away— 
Away -away 
Floating  forever,  away  and  away! 


TOLD  AT  LOW   TWELVE. 


It  was  a  winter's  night  when  the  wind  howled 
as  though  the  air  was  full  of  goblins,  and  the 
sleet  rattled  against  the  windows — I  sat  drowsing- 
and  dreaming  before  the  great  fireplace  on  either 
side  of  which  the  book  shelves  reached  away 
into  the  shadows — my  whole  being  full  of  com- 
fort and  warmth  in  contrast  to  the  storm  outside 
— my  mind  drifting — when  trom  somewhere  in 
the  darkness  came  a  murmur,  then  a  little  voice 
full  of  pride  said: 

"I  belonged  once  to  the  Princess  Nourmahal." 

I   rubbed    my    eyes    and    stared — it   was    mv 


great  brass  cobra  from  Benares  that  spoke  and 
there  was  a  rustle  among  the  other  candlesticks 
as  if  they  were  making-  ready  to  listen  further — 
the  voice  went  on: 

"She  was  the  most  beautiful  and  tlierefore 
the  most  sought  for  princess  in  all  India  and 
many  kings  sued  for  her  hand — slie  refused  tliem 
all — in  revenge  the  g'reat  Kunwor  plotted  to  kill 
her  father,  take  the  kingdom  and  the  princess. 
From  behind  her  carveii  screen  she  heard  the  plot 
and  taking  me  in  her  hand  crept  fearfully 
throug-h  the  long- dark  corridors, down  steep  stair- 
ways and  passages  like  a  white  spirit  until  she 
came  to  the  king-'s  own  council  chamber  where 
she  proclaimed  the  plot.  Ivunwor  sprang  for- 
ward like  a  tiger  on  his  pre\-,  stabbed  her  and 
fled.  She  fell  dead  upon  the  marble  floor  and  I 
was  snatched  up  by  a  stranger  who  hid  me  iu 
his  bosom  because  I  had  belotiged  to  her,  and 
carried  me  aivay.  That  was  long-  ago  and  now 
I  am  here."  The  g-olden  snake  sig-hed  and  was 
still. 

•■I  come  from  the  land  of  snow  and  ice"  said 
a  low  brass  candlestick  from  the  ,Kommander 
Islands.  'I  have  lighted  the  hut  of  the  Russian 
peasant  and  the  camp  of  the  American  explorer — 
the  seekers  after  the  Pole  have  looked  to  me  for 
light  in  the  Arctic  night  and  when  starvation  and 
despair  came  and  one  after  another  kissed  the 
flag  and  commended  his  soul  to  God,  I  saw  it  all. 
I  came  with  the  last  record  to  the  relief  camp 
but  too  late — and  the  careless  traveller  who  sent 
me  to  his  sweetheart  did  not  care  for  mj*  story" — 
•I  too  have  seen  death,"  said  a  stately  candle- 
stick which  stood  upon  the  other  side,  "but  it 
was  of  peace — I  come  from  Spain  and  my  light 
shone  from  the  tall  tower  of  the  Alhambra  where 
Ibrahim,  the  astrologer,  dwelt  and  read  in  the 
stars  the  destiny  of  his  nation.  I  watched  as  he 
bent  over  the  caldron  that  boiled  and  bubbled 
trying  vainly  to  find  the  elixir  of  life.  I  saw  his 
earnest  study  and  pure  life  and  rejoiced  in  his 
wisdom,  but  there  came  a  day  when  the  pigeons 
flying-  in  for  their  morning  meal  found  him  ly- 
ing with  his  noble  head  bowed  over  the  great 
books  upon  his  table — his  white  hair  blown  by 
the  breeze,  and  they  called  to  him  in  vain — when 


College   Greetings. 


his  little  page  came  he  found  one  white  pig-eon 
cooing  by  the  still  white  head — so  I  saw  him  last 
for  he  carried  me  away — after  hundreds  of  years 
I  came  to  the  Fairy  City  by  the  Blue  Lake  where 
our  own  Columbus  was  honored  and  his  achiev- 
ments  celebrated.  Then  the  dark  scornful  Senor 
g-ave  me  where  I  now  am." 

There  was  a  moment's  silence,  then  a  hand- 
some colonial  brass  which  stood  on  my  table 
said:  "I  have  seen  death  of  which  you  cannot 
guage  the  horror — I  come  from  peaceful  England 
on  the  good  ship  Plymouth — was  carried  into  the 
blockhouse  in  the  fair  hand  of  Mistress  Anne 
Blair  and  for  long  I  gave  lig^ht  for  the  spinning 
and  the  sewing-  and  the  tanning  of  skins — I  heard 
the  stories  of  the  red  terror  of  the  forest  outside 
and  daily  saw  the  fair  face  of  Mir.tress  Anne  grow 
sharp  with  anxiety  until  Roger  Blair  came  safely 
in  singing  cheerily  from  work.  One  day  the  guard 
grew  careless  and  when  Roger  came  home  his 
young  wife  lay  dead  with  such  horror  stamped 
upon  her  face  that  he  went  well  nigh  mad,  but 
the  wee  little  girl  had  been  tucked  away  asleep 
and  was  saved.  I  heard  her  tell  the  story  to  her 
grandchildren  and  she  gave  me  to  the  young-est 
of  them  all.  "She  is  so  like  my  mother,"  she 
said. 

••Must  you  all  tell  of  death,"  said  a  little 
wrought  iron  candlestick  I  had  always  associated 
with  things  funereal.  "I  have  seen  life  more 
wonderful  than  death.  I  was  made  in  a  shop  in 
Rome — I  gave  light  in  that  sealed  room  where 
God  is  supposed  to  guide  the  choice  of  Peter's 
successor — could  you  have  known  the  treachery, 
the  plots  and  counterplots  that  were  never  from 
Heaven,  but  then  Leo  has  been  a  good  Pope.  I 
wonder  if  any  one  of  us  who  were  there  will  light 
his  death  also." 

An  Arabian  bronze  g-iven  me  by  far 
away  Moses  spoke:  "What  do  vozi  know  of 
wonders.  Oh,  you  children  of  these  new  lands — is 
Rome  old  beside  the  desert;  and  what  is  Leo  to 
Mahomet?  Ilderim,  the  Wise,  whose  tent  was 
pitched  in  the  shadow  of  the  great  pyramid  read 
his  Koran  b}'  my  light.  I  have  communed  with 
the  Sphinx  whose  paws  are  half  buried  in  the 
sand,  so  old  is  she — I  have  heard  the  tales  told 
by  the  Nile  of  the  time  when  Osiris  was  young- — 
my  master  had  many  camels  and  fleet  horses  and 
we  travelled  in  many  countries.  But  one  evil 
day  there  fell  upon  our  caravan  a  band  of  rob- 
bers. There  were  fierce  cries,  the  rush  of  horses, 
shots,  then  the  ring  of  steel,  ah,  how  they  fought 


— those  fierce  desert  warriers!  and  they  saw  not 
the  gathering-  cloud  nor  heard  the  warning 
scream  of  the  wind  until  the  awful  sand  storm 
was  upon  them,  burning-,  devouring.  Then  it 
swept  by  leaving-  living-  and  dead  alike  buried. 
Where  was  the  camp  of  the  great  sheik — only  a 
mound  of  g-olden  sand — where  the  rage  and  din 
of  the  desert  was — silence. 

How  long  I  lay  buried  I  know  not,  but  'twas 
the  will  of  Allah  a  traveller  should  find  me  and 
bring-  me  here  to  tell  of  the  true  faith  in  a 
heathen  land." 

"What  is  tlie  true  faith."  said  a  tall  Delft, 
straig-ht  from  Holland,  "save  that  which  our  own 
William  of  Orange ." 

"The  /?-i/e  faith,"  interrupted  a  g-raceful 
wedge  wood,  ••St.  Paul  brought  to  Britain  and 
our  Established  Church  today." 

But  a  little  Russian  brass,  fat  as  one  of 
their  own  Arclibishops  began  excitedly  to  tell 
what  the  early  fathers  taug-ht.  A  bronze  from 
Japan  spoke  for  Buddha.  The  Cobra  raised  his 
hooded  head  and  claimed  the  faith  for  Brahm, 
wher  the  quaint  little  g-oblin  over  my  head 
laughed  shrilly  and  cried:  •'Their  ways  have  be- 
come the  ways  of  men,  and  'Lord,  what  fools 
these  mortals  be.'"  Indignantly  I  turned,  sprang 
to  my  feet  and  found  that  the  tales  told  at  Low 
Twelve  were  of  that  other  world — the  world 
called  dreams. 


A  CLASS   LETTER. 


Nagasaki,  Japan,  Apr.  30,  190L 
Dear  Sisters  of  '91: — 

A  request  for  a  letter  from  one  of  your  num- 
ber on  this  side  the  waters  gives  me  the  delight- 
ful opportunityot  sending-  assurances  ot  love  and 
devotion  to  "Electra's"  daughters  and  continued 
interest  in  all  that  concerns  our  beloved  Alma 
Mater. 

W'hat  joy  it  would  be  to  meet  you  as  you  as- 
semble in  the  old  halls  and  talk  over  the  days  of 
"Auld  Lang  Syne."  I  shall  be  there  in  spirit. 
Does  it  seem  possible  that  ten  3'ears  have  come 
and  gone  since  we  parted  and  went  forth  to  en- 
ter the  varied  walks  of  life — some  of  vou  to  show 
forth  the  fruits  of  a  generous  education  in  the 
home,  others  to  take  positions  of  honor  and 
trust  in  social  and  educational  circles,  and 
others  still  to  hastily  finish  "life's  little  day"  and 
then    to    enter    that     wider    sphere    where,    un- 


CoLLEOE  Greetings. 


Wo  I 


trammeled  by  eartli's  fetters,  the  spirit  expands 
to  full  loveliness  and  perfection  in  the  presence 
of  eternal  light  and  life.  How  little  claim  we 
have  oti  any  passing-  moment,  either  to  impress 
others  for  good  or  to  reap  the  bliss  of  fellowship 
with  those  we  love. 

Could  the  pages  of  time  be  rolled  backward, 
how  varied  would  be  the  records  of  the  past  de- 
cade! 

"Across  the  mighty  chasms  and  yearning  gull  of  Time, 

With  noisless  tread  the  passing  years  in  rash  procession  climb. 

And,  one  by  one,  God's  angel  keeps  for  each  a  watch  sublime. 

During  tlie  few  years  of  my  separation  from 
the  home-land  I  have  followed  each  of  you  with 
close  and  increasing  interest.  Youryearlv  letters 
have  made  brighter  some  days  and  helped  to 
bridge  over  the  vast  e.xpanse  of  land  and  sea  sep- 
arating- us.  I  reach  out  my  anns  to  you  across 
tlie  blue  waters  this  morning  and  pray  heaven's 
richest,  fullest  blessings  be  upon  you!  Long  live 
••Electra's"  Daughters!  hong  live  our  Alma 
Mater!  and  may  the  coming  years  shower  un- 
ending prosperity  upon  her!     Estc  j>a-petua ! 

Ever  yours  in  bonds  of  love  and  sympathy, 
Mary  E.  Melton. 


THE  ROCKING  CHAIR'S  STORY. 


It  was  early  morning  in  the  second-hand 
store,  but  most  of  the  chairs,  tables,  dishes,  and 
cooking  utensils  were  up  and  about;  for  late  the 
evening  before  a  new  article  of  furniture  had 
taken  up  its  abode  with  them,  and  each  was  anx- 
ious to  become  acquainted  with  the  newcomer. 
This  recent  arrival  was  none  other  than  a  com- 
fortable looking  rocking-  chair.  It  had  the  ap- 
pearance of  an  old  soldier,  for  one  a.rm  was  miss- 
ing- and  numerous  scars  g-ave  evidence  of  many  a 
skirmish.  As  soon  as  all  the  inhabitants  were 
awake  they  bade  the  newcomer  welcome  and  im- 
mediately wished  to  know  where  it  came  from 
and  all  the  interesting-  facts  in  its  history.  The 
chair,  after  being  duly  persuaded  to  tell  its  story, 
settled  comfortablv  back  on  its  rockers  and  com- 
menced; "A  year  ago  I  was  as  handsome  and 
fine  looking-  as  any  rocker  in  Jacksonville,  but 
a  winter  in  a  girl's  boarding  school  has  been  al- 
most too  much  for  me.  One  day  last  September 
I  was  calmly  rocking  and  chatting  with  my 
brothers  and  sisters  in  a  furniture  store,  when  a 
young-  miss  of  sixteen  walked  in    and    asked    the 


clerk  to  see  some  good  cheap  chairs.  He 
straightway  led  the  way  to  our  corner  of  the 
store,  and  our  wooden  hearts  began  to '/beat  so 
violently  that  our  bodies  were  set  in  motioii,  and 
every  one  rocked  and  bumped  into  the  ntliers. 
The  young  lady  tried  various  other  chairs  and 
at  last  threw  lierself  into  my  hospitable  arms. 
Slie  asked  the  price  and  ordered  me  to  be  sent 
to  I.  W.  C.  I  have  never  been  able  to  decide 
whether  it  was  the  way  I  opened  my  motherlv 
arms  and  received  her  to  my  heart,  or  tlie  mod- 
erate price  that  pleased  lier  most;  but  since  then 
I  have  often  wished  that  neither  had  suited  her 
fancy." 

"Didn't  you  like  your  new  home?"  inquired  the 
parrot  from  his  perch  back  of  the  little  old  stool. 
"Like  it,  yes,  but  life  was  rather  exciting  for  one 
of  my  nature.  You,  perhaps,  have  noticed  tliat 
one  of  my  arms  is  missing.  I  lost  it  at  a  mid-nio-ht 
feast.  The  room  was  filled  with  girls  and  in  the 
midst  of  their  feastings,  a  step  was  heard  in  the 
corridor.  The  light  was  extinguished,  and  every 
girl  tried  to  find  a  hiding  place.  In  the  excite- 
ment I  was  knocked  against  the  bed,  and  the 
bone  in  my  right  arm  broken.  Mv  mistress  did 
not  think  enough  of  me  to  bandage  the  fractured 
member,  and  it  hung  limp  by  my  side  until  the 
entire  arm  was  knocked  off  by  being  jammed 
against  the  door."  Murmurs  of  sympathv  were 
heard  from  all  the  other  arm  chairs,  and  before 
they  had  died  away  a  little  butter  dish  had  piped 
up  in  its  cracked  voice.  "How  do  you  happen  to 
have  all  those  scars  and  deep  gashes  in  vour 
back?" 

"My  dear  butter  dish",  replied  the  rocker, 
those  are  mere  scratches  to  what  some  others  in 
the  same  building  received.  But  I  will  sav  this 
for  the  young  ladies,  they  were  not  the  onl}'  ones 
who  treated  us  so  cruelly.  It  was  the  first  of  the 
school  year,  and  I  had  been  bumped  down  two 
flights  of  stairs  to  be  present  at  a  senior  recep- 
tion. Boys,  or  perhaps  I  should  say  "3ouno- 
gentlemen,"  do  not  easily  forget  their  boyhood 
tricks,  and  their  skill  in  carving  exhibited  itself 
in  a  marvelous  way  that  evening.  If  I  should 
send  in  an  application  to  join  a  tribe  of  wild 
Indians  I  think  I  would  not  be  turned  away  be- 
cause I  have  never  been  tattooed  and,  therefore 
could  not  be  permitted  to  join  their  braves  and 
warriors." 

"With  all  your  scars,  good  Rocker,  you  have 
never  undergone  as  much  as  I  have,"  said  the  tall 
and  stately  step  ladder.      "All  my  life  it  has  been 


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my  lot  lo  be  walked  upon  and  puslied  into  the 
corners  and  out  of  the  way  places." 

"Indeed  I  have,  brother  step  ladder;"  object- 
ed the  rocker.  .  "I,  too,  have  been  stepped  on  and 
sat  on  all  my  life,  principally  sat  on." 

A  burst  of  laug'hter  from  all  the  other 
chairs  g'reeted  the  statement  for  they  were  g'lad 
to  find  some  one  who  was  able  to  cope  with  the 
rude  and  overbearing-  step  ladder. 

"Since  entering'  that  school  I  have  served  in 
iilmost  every  capacity,"  continued  the  rocker, 
"my  first  office  of  course  was  as  a  chair;  then  I 
have  been  used  to  stand  ou;  I  have  been  made  to 
hold  books  and  papers  until  I  wondered  what  I 
was  made  for.  When  the  broom-stick  was  not 
handy  I  was  once  used  as  a  means  of  defence, 
but  owing'  to  my  size  I  was  never  called  upon  to 
serve  that  purpose  again.  On  sweeping  day  I 
was  pulled  out  into  the  hall  and  overburdened 
with  articles  which  must  be  kept  out  of  the  dust. 
When  there  were  more  g-irls  in  the  room  than 
chairs — and  this  was  often  the  case — I  have  held 
three  or  four  at  one  time  until  my  back  was 
ready  to  break,  to  say  nothing'  of  the  strained 
condition  of  my  arms. 

One  Saturday  evening  I  remember  having  a 
pan  of  fudge  boil  over  on  me,  and  as  my  mistress 
was  not  in  the  room  I  was  almost  choked  on  the 
burning  stuff  as  well  as  terribly  scolded.  The 
very  next  morning  lier  ladyship  gave  me  a 
frightful  kick  in  her  haste  to  get  dressed  and 
down  to  breakfast  on  time.  O!  girls  are  so 
thoughtless  sometimes!  and  yet  they  never  forget 
to  catch  up  a  book  before  saying-  "Come"  when 
a  teacher  knocks  during  study  hours.  Once  in  a 
while  I  have  seen  what  they  call  "sneaks"  in  a 
room  when  some  one  would  knock,  and  then  such 
a  scrambling'  under  the  bed  or  into  a  closet  before 
the  door  is  opened!  but,  Oh!  the  narrow  escapes 
some  do  have!  Their  life  was  almost  as  full  of 
wonderful  experiences  as  mine  has  been  but  they 
like  myself,  often  think  they  are  abused  and  long' 
for  more  privileges.  Would  they  be  any  happier 
if  they  had  them?  I  would  like  to  have  them  get 
their  heart's  desire  for  once, and  then  perhaps  we 
rocking  chairs  would  have  an  easier  time  of  it.  But 
now  that  I  have  left  my  young  friends.  I  often 
wonder  if  I  shall  be  treated  as  well  at  my  next 
stopping  place." 

"Well, I  have  had  almost  as  varied  experience 
as  our  friend,"  said  a  battered  but  lazy  looking' 
rocker."  I  have  spent  a  short  but  verj'  exciting- 
part  of  my  life  in  the  Dormitory  at    I.    C."     The 


ver}'  mention  of  the  place  acted  like  magic  upon 
the  audience  and  every  one  was  all  attention. 
He  continued  in  a  leisurely  sort  of  a  way;  "I 
once  witnessed  a  very" — But  just  then  the  door 
squeaked  on  its  rusty  hinges,  and  the  conversa- 
tion ceased,  to  be  continued  at  night  fall,  when 
the  proprietor  once  more  left  them  to  themselves. 


A  COUNTRY  GIRL'S  SECOND  COL- 
L-EGE  YEAR. 


The  Illinois  Conference  Colleg'e,  it  had  now 
come  to  be  called  in  1854-5.  After  an  interval  of 
three  years  spent  in  house  work,  such  as  fell  to 
the  lot  of  a  daughter  on  the  farm,  and  one, term 
in  teaching  a  summer  country  school,  I  found 
myself  beginning'  my  last  year  in  the  school, 
which  was  now  located  in  the  ne"w  building,  with 
additions  to  the  faculty  of  Prof.  Horace  Spauld- 
ing.  Miss  Shipley,  Miss  Graham  and  others  as 
teachers,  and  with  certain  other  things,  besides 
the  material  surrounding's,  indicating  progress, 
as,  for  instance,  the  word  "composition, "seemed 
to  have  lost  some  of  its  former  all-enbracing- 
meaning,  and  -now  the  terms,  essaj's,  abstracts, 
dialog'ues,  papers  and  discussions  were  applied 
to  the  work  of  the  literary  divisions. 

My  boarding'  place  for  this  year  was  at  ^Ir. 
Wilhoits,  (in  the  old  Judge  Brown  house),  with 
their  daughters  Melinda  and  Mary,  the  three 
Patrick  sisters, Electa  Brown.Zerilda  A.Meldrum. 
Sallie  Sinclair,  Ella  Williams, Miss  Ransom.  Miss 
Springer  and  Miss  Majorr. 

Our  rooms  were  still  heated  bv  wood  stoves, 
(in  college  building,  also),  and  we  studied  bv 
the  light  of  candles,  which  we  furnished  ourselves, 
taking  turns  in  buying^  them  by  the  dozen,  also 
taking'  turns  in  cleaning'  our  rooms,  (even  wash- 
ing floors),  and  keeping  fires;  and  paid  the 
enormous  sum  of  two  dollars  per  week  for  room 
and  board. 

Going'  back  to  1851,  the  class  that  year,  wish- 
ing to  be  the  first  to  graduate  in  tlie  new  build- 
ing', had  deferred  their  grraduating-  e.vercises  (by 
permission),  until  the  close  of  the  next  winter 
term,  February  1852,  the  second  class  graduated, 
thus  making'  two  classes  in  the  same  3'ear.  Miss 
Ellison  of  the  first  class  having  become  Miss  Gol- 
tra,and  Savilla  Wvatt  of  the  second,  also  married 


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to  Col. Latham,  are  not  named  with  their  chisses. 

My  Scriptural  Album,  with  floral  illustra- 
tions, (which  my  ^rand-daugiiters  think  is  such 
a  funny  old  fashioned  affair),  is  dedicated  by 
Miss  L.  li.  Vance,  who  was  both  teacher  and 
pupil  in  the  instituion,  and  has  besides  the 
friendship  offerini>-s  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Jaques,  and 
so  many  of  my  schoolmates  of  that  year.  Miss 
Olin,  dear,  g-ood  soul,  begins  hers  with,  ''This 
beautiful  world,  in  it  we  find  everything'  we 
need."  How  like  her,  for  to  the  good,  all  things 
are  good. 

During-  this  school  year  was  organized  the 
literary  societies.  Faithful  W.  Shipley,  if  I 
mistake  not,  chiefly  interested  in  the  beginning' 
of  the  Belles  Letter  Society,  with  its  badg'e  of 
white  ribbon,  on  which  was  pinned  a  white  rose, 
and  printed  on  it  the  name  and  motto.  ''Hie 
Vitae  Activae  preparamus"  Mine,  now  yellow 
with  ag^e,  lying'  before  me.  There  was,  I  re- 
member, the  usual  pressure  to  secure  new  mem- 
bers, and  being'  duly  informed  that  1  had  been 
••voted  into"  the  new  "secret  society,"  was  much 
desirous  of  being'  initiated  into  the  same,  but  a- 
lack!  My  pocket  money  was  reduced  to  just  the 
one  dollar  fee  required,  and  that  had  been  set 
aside  for  the  procuring'  of  a  daguerreotype  (we 
had  no  photographs  in  those  days. )  There  was 
a  conflict  but  the  society  got  the  new  member, 
and  somebody  failed  to  get  the  dag'uerreoty  pe. 

The  Phi  Nu  soon  came  into  existence,  to 
furnish  the  needed  emulative  stimulus,  and  later 
the  Opal  also,  for  the  younger  pupils.  And  all 
three  are  probably  in  existence  to  da3-,  and  eu- 
g'aged  in  the  intellectual  uplifting"  which  their 
founders  intended. 

There  were  two  deaths  of  pupils  during"  this 
winter,  Arabella  Rutledge  and  Miss  Adams  of 
Edwardsville,  one  of  thirteen  girls,  who  gave  a 
concert  to  raise  money  for  the  new  College  piano, 
overtaxed  her  strength,  "went  awa}'"  sud- 
denly. 

On  Thanksg'iving  evening',  a  number  of  our 
school  girls,  with  students  from  Illinois  College, 
some  of  our  teachers  and  others,  attended  a 
church  social,  at  the  home  of  the  Chamberlains. 
And  a  number  of  us  were  invited  there  ag'ain,  on 
the  last  evening  of  the  year;  but  C'ur  social  privi- 
leges were  extremely  limited,  as  the  round  of 
essays  and  various  papers  for  school  exercises 
and  societies  both  reg'ular  and  for  public  exhi- 
bitions, kept  the  time  too  well  filled,  besides  our 
ordinary  study  and  recitations. for  such  diversions 

There    was   now,  in  a  small  bookcase,  a  very  I 


miscellaneous  collection  of  books,  to  which  we 
had  access  and  possibly  profited  therefrom, 
althoug'h  some  were  too  exceedingly  dry  and 
monotonous.  Some  time  during'  this  winter,  (at 
a  public  exhibition),  quite  a  commotion  was 
created  b}'  the  reading  of  an  essav  by  Helen 
Wilmans,  containing  allusions  to  a  dark  and 
threatening"  cloud  on  the  Southern  horizon  of 
our  country,  and  continuing"  with  sundry  reflec- 
tions thereon.  It  seems  impossible  to  us  now, 
that  a  schoolgirl's  compositon  on  any  topic  could 
have  so  rufBed  an  audience.  To  allay  the  omin- 
ious  stir  among  the  people.  Dr.  Jaques  at  once 
arose  and  remarked  that  the  concluding"  sentence 
of  the  essay  just  read  had  been  added  since  the 
paper  passed  through  the  hands  of  the  facult}', 
but  alas,  for  his  well  meant  effort  to  preserve 
the  peace,  it  but  added  fury  to  the  flames.  This 
was  his  last  year  as  president  of  the  colleg^e,  and 
the  dark  cloud  did  roll  over  all  our  land,  and 
worked  worse  woe  for  many  of  us  than  the  most 
imaginative  school  girl  could  then  have   predicted. 

But  school  days  flitted  by,  ancient  history, 
Loomis  algebra  and  logic,  mental  philosoph3' 
and  moral  science,  etc.,  were  all  laid  away  and 
the  much  dreaded  examinations  survived,  when 
commencement  week  came  on.  On  the  evening' 
of  June  27tli,  1855  it  is  recorded,  that  ••the  chap- 
el halls  were  so  crammed,  jammed  full,  both  sit- 
ting and  standing, that  there  was  scarce  room  on 
the  rostrum,  for  the  performers."  When  the  hour 
arrived  for  the  "Joint  Exhibition  of  the  Belles 
Lettres,  and  Phi  Nu  Societies  "with  Misses 
Prentice,  and  Sarah  Kenned3',  essayists,  and  C. 
Keplinger  Neg'ative  on  debate,  for  the  first 
named  society;  and  Misses  Maria  Ellis,  and 
Mary  Maus  essayists,  and  Anna  McCullock 
afflinnative  on  debate;  for  the  last  named.  The 
question  for  discussion  beings,  '•Did  the  Corrup- 
tions which  Christianity  experienced  during'  the 
Dark  Ages  have  a  tendency  to  hasten  the  exten- 
sion of  the  truths?" 

On  the  next  day,  there  was  almost  as  great 
an  audience,  with  many  distinguished  visitors  on 
the  platform,  (among-  them  Mrs.  Ex.  Governor 
French.  Mrs.  Jaques  guest)  to  witness  the  grad- 
uation of  a  class  of  twenty-one,  the  largest  in 
the  history  of  the  college,  perhaps,  whose  names 
need  not  be  given  here, for  are  thev  not  written  in 
the  chronicles  of  the  Alumnae.  It  is  the  poor 
"half  sisters,"  the  irregular,  the  transiants,  who 
need  be  rescued  from  the  ashes  of  oblivion. 

Prof.  Jaques'  baccalaureate  sermon  the  Sun- 
day before,  from  the  text,  •■For  I  have  called  you 
friends,"  and  especially  his  farewell  address  to 
the  class  on  commencement  day  were  full  of  feel- 
ing, and  at  the  close  of  the  latter  many  were 
weeping".  And  so  our  ways  parted  not  to  meet 
again  as  we  went  out  each  on  her  own  life  work 
bent;  in  which  the  making-  of  home  and  mother- 
ing- of  little  ones,  highest  and  best  avocation  of 
all,  has  fallen  to  the  happy  lot  of  most  of  us,  and 
all  remembering"  ever  ^yitll  g-rateful  appreciation 
the  uplift  we  g-ained  in  our  school  days  at  •'The 
College." 

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t  EDITORIAL.  I 

September  has  marked  the  openings  of  one 
more  college  year  to  several  hundred  students 
here  and  to  man}'  thousands  throughout  the 
broad  land  elsewhere.  It  is  not  an  unmixed  joy 
this  •■standing'  \yhere  the  brook  and  river  meet," 
for  a  single  step  changes  the  boundaries  of  life 
and  alters  one's  whole  horizon.  None  of  us  ever 
realize  all  those  long  years  in  college  stand  for  un- 
til we  see  them  in  the  retrospect.  The  daily  lessons 
that  are  learned  with  painstaking  care — in  them- 
selves— mean  little.  Facts  are  forgotten,  dates 
develope  an  alarming  tendency  to  confuse  them- 
selves one  with  another  and  more  careful  scien- 
tific research  bring's  many  beautifully  constructed 
theories  to  naught,  and  one  inclines  more  and 
more  to  the  belief  that  the  elements  of  knowledge 
are  not  so  vital  after  all.  But  there  are  certain 
things  to  be  won  from  these  four  years  of  per- 
sistent application  that  are  well  worth  the  striv- 
ing for,  studies  which  are  not  named  in  the  course 
and  are  pursued  without  conscious  effort;  Higher 
Branches  which  are  purely  elective.  The  course 
in  mathematics  up  to  a  defined  limit  is  obliga- 
tory, but  the  student  who  puzzles  over  equations 
and  finally  masters  her  subject  has  learned  a  far 
more  valuable  lesson  on  concentration  of  thougiit 
though  receiving  no  credit  mark  for  it.  Every 
recitation  is  an  effort  toward  full  self  expression, 
even  a  poor  one  may  become  a  test  of  something 
besides  the  power  of  absorption    or    a    retentive 


memorj',  and  the  girl  who  can  refrain  from  a 
glance  at  a  note  book  or  not  listen  to  a  sugges- 
tive whisper,  has  advanced  several  degrees  in 
that  honesty  which  is  said  to  render  its  possessor 
"the  noblest  work  of  God."  The  striving  to  over- 
come one's  defects  brings  with  it  a  new  power. 
But  the  studious  habit,  the  quick  discerning  eve, 
the  reliable  memory  are  not  gifts  of  inheritence, 
but  are  -'added  unto  us."  Physicians  tell  us  few 
children  are  born  with  all  five  senses  normal  and 
harmoniously  developed.  Musically,  but  one  in  a 
hundred  possesses  what  is  technically  called  the 
"true  ear"  and  the  power  of  distinguishing  ab- 
solute pitch.  Little  can  be  done  to  remedy  these 
physical  outer  defects,  but  there  is  a  kingom 
within  over  which  we  may  have  absolute  domin- 
ion if  we  wish,  regulating  and  disciplining-  the 
forces  and  bringing'  them  at  last  into  harmonious 
development.  "The  soul  not  being  mistress  of 
herself,"  says  the  foreign  sage,  "one  looks,  and 
one  does  not  see;  one  listens  and  one  does  not 
hear."  To  give  the  "seeing  eye^'  and  the  "hear- 
ing- ear"  in  a  world  of  sight  and  sound,  these  are 
what    the    discipline  of  the  colleg'e  j-ears  are  for. 

The  Alumnae  are  desired  to  keep  in  mind  the 
proposed  org'anization  of  the  Student's  Aid  As- 
sociation. No  action  was  taken  concerning  it  at 
the  annual  meeting  last  May,  but  it  is  the  object 
President  Harker  is  most  anxious  should  now  be 
taken  up.  That  will  be  one  of  the  matters  under 
consideration  in  the  next  called  meeting'  of  the 
Alumnae.  Individually  the  members  have  ex- 
pressed themselves  in  favor  of  the  plan,  but  tliere 
is  need  for  united  action. 

Then  the  reception  of  last  ^Nlarch  to  the  res- 
ident members  proved  to  be  an  occasion  of  sucli 
interest  that  it  is  expected  some  friendlv  g'ath- 
ering  of  the  sort  shall  become  a  feature  of  every 
college  year,  this  year  to  occur  earlier.  Some 
other  questions  are  to  be  settled  concern- 
ing the  musical  alumnae,  which  still  retains  its 
separate  organization  though  recognized  as  a 
part  of  the  general  org'anization.  Further  an- 
nouncement will  be  made,  but  all  resident  mem- 
bers are  earnestly  requested  to  attend  this  im- 
portant  meeting'. 

The  opening  of  the  college  brought  the  usual 
number  of  old  students  out  to  greet  the  new 
ones,  and  to  express  their  pleasure  at  the  bright 
prospects  for  the  year. 


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I       COLLEGE   DEPARTMENT.        ^ 
OPENING    DAYS. 


The  opeiiiug-  da^'s  of  school  differ  little  from 
year  to  year.  There  are  always  tlje  changes  ef- 
fected by  the  absence  of  familiar  senior  faces  of 
the  year  preceding,  and  the  presence  of  new 
faces;  there  is  the  same  frantic  efiFort  on  the 
part  of  teachers  and  students  alike  to  remember 
the  names  of  the  new  students,  and  to  connect 
the  names  with  the  right  persons;  the  tiresome 
unpacking  and  the  classifying",  and  the  hundred 
other  duties  and  necessities  that  come  up  as  in- 
separable features  of  the  first  da3's. 

This  year  was  like  all  preceding  years  in 
this  respect — only  a  little  more  so— because  of 
the  increased  attendance.  It  reminded  one  of 
Will  Carleton's  lines,  "Still  the}'  kept  a  comin — 
wonder  we  found  room  for  them  all."  The  col- 
lege is  verily  like  the  old  woman  who  lived  in  the 
shoe,  and  unless  some  kind,  benevolent  friend 
soon  takes  pity  on  us  and  helps  us  to  ag'ain  en- 
larg'e  our  buildings,  and  give  us  opportunity  to 
accommodate  the  constantly  increasing  demand 
for  room,  we  shall  be  compelled  to  pitch  tents  in 
the  back  campus. 

We  give  promise  of  being  a  verv  happy  and 
busy  hive  of  workers  this  year;  and  if  signs  fail 
not,  we  may  plant  our  standard  a  little  higher 
by  next  Ma}'  than  it  has  yet  reached.  A  general 
feeling-  of  harmony  and  g-ood  will  seems  to  pre- 
vail with  both  faculty  and  students.  It  is  very 
gratifying  to  note  this  so  early  in  the  school  year 
as  no  success  can  be  expected  or  attained  with 
such  a  condition  existing. 

While  a  somewhat  violent  epidemic  of  home- 
sickness threatened  the  peace  of  many  hearts,  the 
worst  was  over  in  an  unusually  short  time; 
and  there  will  probably  be  no  further  cause  for 
alarm  from  that  direction  other  than  a  few  lig-ht 
cases  after  the  holidays. 

With  the  combined  interest  of  patrons,  fac- 
ulty and  students,  we  are  surely  warranted  in 
confidently   expecting  a  prosperous  year. 


ELOCUTION    NOTES. 

It  is  always  interesting  to  note  the  healthful 
growth  of  a  child  from  its  infancy  to  tlie  time 
that  it  may  walk  independent  of  help  from 
others.  It  has  been  a  source  of  great  satifaction 
to  those  in  charg-e  of  the  School  of  Elocution,  to 
watch  the  constantly  increasing  streng-fh  of  this 
newest  department  in  the  colleg^e.  The  school 
can  boast  of  no  g'reater  ag^e  than  seven  3'ears — 
but  that  is  recognized  everywhere  as  a  ripe 
school  age.  The  work  of  the  years  has  been 
such  as  to  lay  a  firm  foundation  for  the  future, 
and  the  present  outlook  is  most  flattering'. 

The  aim  of  the  school  is  "the  natural  e.Y- 
pression  of  thought  and  feeling  throug^h  the  un- 
restricted agents  of  the  body:"  to  give  real — not 
superficial — culture,  that  students  may  be  able 
to  analyze  and  express  the  best  thought  in  lit- 
erature. Thus  does  the  study  broaden  along  the 
lines  of  education;  for  true  expression  has,  for 
its  higiiest  ideal,  not  merely  dramatic  display, 
but  tlie  complete  devcUtfmeul  of  Ihe  iiidividmtl. 

"The  end  and  aim  of  all  our  work  is 

The  harmonious  growth  of  the  whole  being." 

— Froebel. 

The  school  is  larger  this  year  than  before 
and  there  are  five  candidates  for  graduation. 
There  is  also  a  large  beginners'  class,  besides  a 
number  of  more  advanced  students.  The  course 
extends  over  three  years  of  regular  collejfe  work; 
and  a  diploma  represents  a  careful  course  in  lit- 
erature and  natural  sciences  with  over  work  ir. 
the  languages. 


CLASS  OF  1902. 


The  first  meeting'  of  the  senior  class  was 
called  by  the  class  officer,  Miss  Cole,  for  Satur- 
day September  21st.  The  permanent  class  or- 
ganization was  effected  and  the  following-  officers 
for  the  year  elected. 

Gertrude  Taijner,  President. 

Ethel  Read,  Secretary. 

Olive  Phillippi,  Treasurer. 

Grace   Harmon,        /  t^j-j.        r^       ^• 

TT   i-i-       \     J  Editors  Greetingrs. 

Hettie  Anderson,    \  » 

Corrinne  Musg'rove,  Musical  Editor. 

The    class    will    number   about    twenty    two 

members. 


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College   Greetings. 


COLLEGE   OF    MUSIC. 

The  Colleg'e  of  Music  opens  this  year  with 
an  enrollment  of  about  one-hundred  and  twenty, 
and  we  have  everj'  reason  to  believe  the  year  will 
be  one  of  great  profit  to  all. 

Among-  the  new  teachers  in  the  musical  fac- 
ulty we  are  glad  to  see  Miss  Kreider  who  was 
with  us  two  years  ag'o. 

Miss  Garner  has  charge  of  the  new  depart- 
ment of  string-ed  instruments.  She  hopes  to  or- 
g'anize  an  orchestra  which  will  be  quite  an  ad- 
dition to  the  musical  department  for  our    school. 

The  harmony  classes  are  meeting-  regularly 
with  Mr.  Stead,  and  Mrs.  Kolp  has  charg-e  of  the 
musical  history. 

The  theory  class  under  direction  of  Miss 
Kraft  will  not  be  organized  until  next  term. 

Several  of  last  year's  graduates  are  with  us 
again  taking-  post  graduate  work. 

Jessie  Wilcox  left  Tuesday  for  Chicago 
to  attend  the  Northwestern  University.  She 
will  continue  her  vocal  work  this  winter  with 
Karlten  Hackett. 

SOCIAL. 


For  the  last  two  or  three  years  it  has  been 
the  custom  for  the  Young-  Woman's  Christian 
Association  to  g-ive  a  reception  on  the  first  Sat- 
urday evening"  after  the  opening  of  school.  This 
year  proved  no  exception  to  the  rule  and  at  7:30 
the  girls  and  teachers  assembled  in  the  reception 
hall  to  open  the  evening.  As  a  feature  of  en- 
tertainment, the  states  of  the  Union  had  been 
cut  out  and  pinned  to  the  wall  in  various  parts 
of  the  room.  As  each  guest  entered  she  was 
given  a  slip  of  paper  on  which  to  write  the  names 
of  the  states. 

Miss  Yarnell  guessed  the  hig"hest  number 
and  was  g-iven  as  a  souvenir  a  beautiful  little 
copy  of  Hiawatha.  The  guests  were  then  invited 
into  the  hall  where  they  were  served  to  frappe. 
After  an  hour  spent  in  "getting  acquainted"  they 
departed  feeling  that  the  first  reception  of  the 
year  had  proved  to  be  a  very  enjoyable  one. 

On  Mondajr  afternoon,  Sept.  16,  the  Phi  Nu 
society  gave  a  reception  from  3:30  to  5:30  in 
honor  of  the  new  girls.  The  president,  Elizabeth 
Harker,  assisted  by  the  Misses  Phillippi,  Tanner, 


Capps,  Kiune,  Thompson,  and  Musg'rove  wel- 
comed all  the  guests  and  introduced  them  to  the 
present  members  of  the  society  as  well  as  a 
number  of  the  old  Phi  Nu's.  Lig'ht  refreshments 
were  served  and  each  person  was  presented  with 
a  souvenir  in  the  society  colors.  In  spite  of  the 
inclemency  of  the  weather,  quite  a  number  were 
present  and  enjoyed  the  occasion  very  much,  as 
all  do  who  attend  these  annual  society  receptions. 

Invitations  are  out  for  an  "at  home''  g'lveu 
by  Elizabeth  Mathers  in  honor  of  the  Phi  Nu  so- 
ciety on  Monday,  Sept.  30,  from  three  to  five  at 
her  home  on  East  State  Street. 


On  Monday,  Sept-  24,  1901,  from  three  to  five 
o'clock, the  Belles  Lettres  society  gave  its  annual 
reception  to  former  members,  the  facult3^  and 
the  students.  The  colleg'e  reception  room  was 
handsomely  decorated  with  the  societ3'  color  and 
the  suggestive  goldeurod.  The  receiving  part}' 
included  Misses  Moore,  Hill,  Morrison,  Read,  An- 
derson, Inez  and  Minnie  Huckeby.  Each  g-uest 
was  speedily  adorned  with  a  souvenir  in  the 
shape  of  a  small,  j'ellow  shield,  at  the  same  time 
being-  informed  that  the  little  token  was  equiva- 
lent to  an  invitation  to  become  a  member  ot  the 
society.  Delicious  refreshments  consisting  of 
orang'e  sherbet  and  cake  were  served.  The 
gnests  beg'an  coming  before  three  o'clock  and  in 
an  hour's  time  the  large  room  was  a  center  of 
mirth,  old  members  comparing-  their  experiences 
with  the  modern  to  the  amusement  of  everv  one. 
Both  former  and  present  members  united  in  wel- 
coming all.  The  guests  dispersed  at  a  late  hour 
each  having-  one  more  pleasant  afternoon  to 
treasure  up  in  memorv. 


ILLINOIS      WOMAN'S      COLLEGE 
JACKSONVILLE.  ILL. 

The  board  of  visitors  of  Illinois  Woman's 
College  takes  pleasure  in  making-  their  report  to 
the  church.  At  various  times  during-  the  year 
we  have  visited,  as  individuals,  when  \Ye  were 
not  e.xpected.  Once  by  appointment  we  visited 
the  school  in  a  body.  We  'have  taken  everv 
opportunity  to  leani  of  the  work  of  the  school 
and  make    this    report  with    certain  convictions. 

1.     We  believe  in    President    Harker.     He    is 


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College  Greetings. 


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evidentl)'  the  right  man  iu  the  rig-ht  place.  He 
is  master  of  the  situation.  He  has  the  confidence 
of  both  the  ministry  and  the  laymen  of  the  Illi- 
nois Conference,  and  what  is  absolutely  necessary 
to  a  school  of  this  kind,  he  has  the  confidence  of 
his  teachers  and  students.  We  believe  that  he 
possesses  that  rare  combination  of  conservatism 
and  healthful  ambition  for  the  school  which  will 
at  once  give  stability  and  steady  progress  to  the 
institution.  We  believe  that  his  plans  are  wise 
and  ought  to  have  the  support  of  all  who  are 
interested  in  this  college  for  women. 

2.  From  conversation  with  students  and 
from  listening  to  recitations  and  from  observa- 
tions of  results  achieved,  we  feel  that  the  selec- 
tion of  teachers  has  been  wise  and  that  the  facul- 
ty would  do  credit  to  schools  which  make  greater 
pretensions. 

3.  We  believe  there  is  not  a  school  for  wom- 
en in  the  United  States  with  a  healthier  moral 
tone,  and  where  girls  can  be  sent  with  more  se- 
curity for  their  training  in  all  that  is  good,  than 
here.  There  is  found  here  that  element  so 
essential  to  healthy  coUeg-e  life,  absolute  confi- 
dence and  love  between  faculty  and  students. 
The  girls  are  intensely  loyal  to  their  school.  The 
religious  surrounding  are  excellent.  We  have 
all  been  impressed  witli  the  beauty  of  the  chapel 
e.xercises.  And  the  fact  that  while  80  per  cent 
of  the  girls  are  Christians  when  they  enter  at  the 
beginning'  of  the  year,  over  95  per  cent  are 
Christians  by  the  close  of  the  year  shows  how 
beautiful  is  the  relig'ous  lite  of  this  school  family. 

4.  We  are  convinced  that  this  school  has  a 
great  future  before  it.  The  last  census  has 
demonstrated  that  higher  schools  of  learning  for 
women  only  are  demanded.  Such  schools  can 
be  furnished  only  by  the  church.  Methodism 
has  only  one  such  school  west  of  the  Alleghauies. 
Certainly  that  oug-lit  to  be  a  good  one.  We  be- 
lieve now  that  it  oug'ht  to  be  on  the  hearts  of  all 
the  people  of  this  Mississippi  valley,  and  that  it 
should  be  enlarged  in  equipment  and  curriculum 
till  it  shall  be  surpassed  by  none.  Why  should 
our  Methodist  girls  of  this  great  west  be  com- 
pelled to  go  to  schools  of  other  denominations 
to  get  their  training",  and  there,  as  is  often  the 
case,  be  lost  to  the  spirit  if  not  to  the  member- 
ship of  our  churchV 

5.  That  such  a  school  is  demanded  here  is 
seen  by  the  growth  of  this  school  in  the  last 
five  years,  and  that  it  has  not  increased  more  in 
attendance  is  due  to  the  lack  of  capacity.  Al- 
though two  additions    have    been    made    in    that 


time,  yet  each  was  filled  as  soon  as  finished. 
Tlie  phenomenal  g-rowth  calls  for  added  equip- 
ment. Another  building-  should  be  had.  We  be- 
lieve that  the  school  should  be  endowed  now. 

().  We  recommend  that  steps  be  taken  to 
interest  the  Conferences  of  the  entire  Mississippi 
valley  in  this  school  to  the  end  that  they  ma}' 
become  its  patrons  and  supporters.  There 
ought  to  be  a  united  effort  on  the  part  of  all  these 
Conferences  to  make  our  one  woman's  coUeg^e  in 
the  Mississippi  valley  the  g-reatest  school  of  its 
kind  in  the  land. 

Respectfully  submitted, 

A.  L.  T.  EwERT,  Chairman. 
M.  M.  Want,  Secretary. 
Board  of  Conference  Visitors. 
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THE  NEW  FACULTY. 


The  personnel  of  the  faculty  has  changed 
more  than  it  ordinarily  does  this  year.  Miss 
Carter,  graduate  of  Ohio  Wesleyan,and  for  several 
years  lady  principal  of  the  West  Virginia  Con- 
ference Seminary,  was  to  have  been  our  new 
principal,  but  her  ill  health  prevented  her  coming- 
at  the  last  moment.  President  Harker  in  mak- 
ing the  announcement  the  first  morning  in  chap- 
el added  with  a  peculiar  smile  that  he  was  there- 
fore "ompelled  to  announce  that  Miss  Austin 
would  act  as  lady  principal  for  the  year,  or  until 
Miss  Carter  should  be  able  to  be  with  us." 

The  response  from  tlie  girls  was  instanta- 
neous, and  from  the  vigor  and  length  of  the 
cheering-  it  was  evident  the  new  lady  principal 
was  to  enter  upon  iier  work  under  the  happiest 
possible  conditions. 

Associated  with  Miss  Austin  as  assistant 
principal  will  be  Miss  Grace  L.  Brahm  of  West 
Virginia,  a  graduate  of  the  West  Virginia 
State  Normal  as  well  as  of    the  State  Universit)'. 

Other  new  teachers  are  Miss  Ruby  B.  Neville 
Jamestown,  N.  Y.for  English  and  Bible:  Miss  Grace 
Cowgill,  Cincinnati, for  Greek  and  German;  Miss 
Emma  Stewart  of  Sparta,  111.,  for  Science;' Miss 
Alice  Porter  of  Lovington.  111.,  for  Eng-lish;  Miss 
Susie  M:  Kraft  of  Chicago,  for  Piano  and  Miss 
Garner  for  Piano  and  Violin. 

These  new  members  of  the  facultj'  are  al- 
ready winning  for  themselves  a  place  in  the  re- 
gard of  students  and  faculty  and  the  outlook  for 
a  prosperous  year  was  never  better,  but  there 
are  some  familiar  figures  missing-  that  we  have 
been    accustomed  to  look  for  j-ear  by  year.     iSIiss 


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COIvLEOE    GREKTINGS. 


Gilchrist  for  five  years  lady  principal,  Miss 
Dickson  for  thirteen  years  in  the  colleg'e  of  mu- 
sic and  Miss  Blackburn  for  ten  years  in  charge 
of      the     Eng-lish.  These     faculty     members 

were  parted  from  with  regret  and  each  has  left 
an  impression  on  the  colleg'e  and  community  life 
that  will  not  soon  be  effaced.  They  bear  the 
best  wishes  of  the  College  with  them  in  their 
work  elsewhere. 


ALUMNAE    NOTES. 


Laura  Heimlicli  '98  is  to  have  charg^e  of  the 
department  of  elocution  and  physical  culture  in 
a  school  at  Morristown,  Tenn.  She  spent  last 
year  in  further  preparation  for  the  work  in  the 
Soper  school  of  oratory  in  Chicago  and  will  no 
doubt  fill  her  position  capably  and  well. 

Mrs.  Jessie  Arenz  Coleman  '%  is  the  mother 
of  a  son  born  m  September. 

There  are  no  new  stars  to  be  placed  after 
the  names  in  the  catalogue  but  death  has  not 
spared  all  the  homes  represented  there.  Mrs. 
Mary  Killerby  Mendel  "88  lost  her  mother  Sept. 
6th  after  an  illness  of  many  mouths. 

The  death  ot  the  daughter  of  ^Nlrs.  Lydia 
Larimore  Willard  '67  at  Grand  Junction,  Colo., 
was  peculiarly  sad  and  touching.  She  had  been 
married  but  two  years  and  left  a  little  son  two 
months  old,  but  the  beautiful  spirit  in  which  she 
met  death,  leaving-  so  much  happiness  behind 
must  be  comforting-  to  those  who  miss  her.  As 
Vassie  Willard  she  will  be  remembered  by  many 
of  the  students  of  later  years  and  will  remind 
those  of  the  earlier  3'ears  of  the  first  Vassie 
Willard  who  graduated  in  '57  and  also  passed 
away  in  her  young  womanhood. 

The  outlook  for  attendarce  at  the  colleg'e 
has  never  been  better.  Students  are  enrolled 
from  California,  Texas,  West  Virg:inia,  Ohio, 
Indiana  and  Missouri,  as  well  as  from  Illinois, 
and  all  the  rooms  were  engaged  before  the  school 
opened. 

The  parsonage  at  Delavan,  111.,  has  had  its 
importance  added  to  since  the  advent  of  a  daugh- 
ter to  Mrs.  Lida  Bronson  Wood  '92.  The  little 
g-'irl's  name  is  Katherine  Eliza  and  she  sustains 
the  last  half  of  it  for  the  third  generation. 


Carrie  Morrison  of  last  year's  musical  grad- 
uates has  a  large  class  in  music  at  Alexander 
and  Myrtle  Lanmore  of  the  previous  year  has 
one  at  Franklin. 

Clara  Fox  1900  of  Sinclair  returned  the  21st 
of  the  month  from  a  year  spent  on  the  Pacific 
slope  at  various  points  in  California. 

Daisy  Rayhill  '94  was  among  the  excursion- 
ists to  take  advantage  of  the  Epworth  League 
convention  for  a  delightful  trip  through  old 
Mexico 

Lieut.  Palmer,  the  husband  of  Mrs.  Maude 
Laning  Palmer,  '88,  has  been  detailed  as  one  of 
the  teachers  at  West  Point,  which  will  be  their 
home  now  for  the  ne.xt  four  years. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Short  are  to  spend  October  vis- 
iting their  daughter,  Mrs.  Male  Short  Wads- 
worth  '76.  at  her  new  home  in  Brocton,  Mass.,  to 
which  Mr.  Wadsworth  was  called  last  confer- 
ence for  the  building  of  a  new  church  there. 

On  the  first  day  of  September  Anna  Louise 
Ewert  '99  was  married  to  Samuel  H.  Ervin. 
After  a  brief  trip  to  Colorado  they  returned  to 
their  home  in  Jacksonville. 

In  Oskaloosa,  Iowa,  Aug.  15,  occurred  the 
marriage  of  Mrs.  Eunice  Walker  Buxton  '69  to 
E.  G.  Harris.  They  left  the  same  evening  for  a 
few  weeks  visit  in  St.  Paul  and  other  northern 
points,  returning'  early  in  the  present  month  to 
Jacksonville,  which  is  to  continue  to  be  their 
home. 

One  other  wedding  of  more  than  usual  in- 
terest to  students  of  the  last  few  years,  was 
that  of  Mabel  Farmer  ex-'Ol  at  her  home  in  Yan- 
dalia,  Sept.  3rd,  to  Lieut.  Albert  Owen  Seaman, 
of  a  Porto  Rican  regiment. 

Grace  Murdock  who  will  be  remembered  as  a 
student  of  two  years  ago  was  married  early  in 
the  present  mouth  to  Myron  Duckies  at  the  home 
of  the  bride  in  Mexico  City. 

Sunday,  Sept.  22nd  was  marked  by  the  ad- 
vent of  a  son,  John  Pitner,  into  the  home  of  Mrs. 
Eleanor  Pitner  iMcFarland  '91  at  Green  IMoun- 
tain  Falls,  Colo. 

Mrs.  Mattie  Laning  Brown  '92  is  also  the 
mother  of  a  little  son,  Charles  Davis,  born  early 
in  Ma)'  of  the  present  year. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


VOL,   V 


JACKSONVILLE,    ILL,   OCTOBER,  1901 


NO.  2 


LITERARY. 


AN   AUTUMN    IDYL. 

(CHARACTER  SKETCH.) 


Ill  the  bracing'  days  of  October,  when  the 
elms  and  maples  are  vvell-nig-h  destitute  of  foli- 
age: when  the  red-brown  and  golden  leaves  snap 
and  crackle  beneath  one's  feet,  the  passer-b}'  may 
see  a  certain  g-irl  busied  at  her  customary  and 
favorite  autumn  occupation — raking-  the  yard. 
The  chance  observer  will  probably  find  little  re- 
semblance between  this  scene  and  that  described 
in  Whittier"s  "Maud  Muller,"  for,  instead  of  be- 
ing' tall  and  leisurely,  the  object  of  our  sketch  is 
below  medium  height  and  quick  in  her  move- 
ments. In  place  of  the  tattered  straw  hat  worn 
by  the  heroine,  a  substantial  sun  bonnet  almost 
entirelv  conceals  her  features,  and  the  hands 
guiding  the  rake  are  protected  by  heavy  mittens. 
If  one  mav  judg'e  from  the  determined  and 
painstaking'  way  in  which  she  proceeds,  her  sole 
aim  in  life  at  the  present  moment  is  to  rid  the 
lawn  of  every  stick,  stone  and  leaf  within  its 
boundaries.  When  these  have  been  drawn  into 
a  large  heap,  a  capacious  splint  basket  is  brought 
to  be  filled  and  to  be  emptied  about  fruit  trees 
and  bushes. 

By  this  time  the  sinking  sun  outlines  the 
massive  g'rey  branches  of  the  trees  in  yellow 
splendor.  The  street  has  become  clear  of  vehi- 
cles and  foot  passengers.  Then,  removing  her 
bonnet,  our  lass  sits  down  upon  the  porch  steps 
to  view  the  results  of  her  labors. 

The  sunlight  falls  slantwise  upon  a  knot  of 
dark  hair  that  refuses  to  be  arranged  after  any 
special  fashion.  The  face  is  round  and  full,  with 
the  cheeks  displaying  considerable  color  and 
some  freckles.  Black  eyebrows  surmount  a  pair 
of  brown  eyes  whose  oftimes  mischievous  twinkle 
betokens  a  quiet  love  of  fun  and  a  daring' 
irreverence  for  the  whims  and  pretences  to  which 
a  larg'e  part  of  human  nature  is  prone. 


Among'  those  who  know  her  best,  this  Illinois 
maidof  Scotch-Irish  and  Southern  descent  is  con- 
sidered independent  and  unconventional.  Her 
actions  are  based  upon  her  creed  of  concentra- 
tion, continuation  and  completion.  She  prefers 
prose  to  poetry,  and  Ben  Hur  to  anything-  she 
has  reach  To  her.  America  is  the  finest  land 
that  "e'er  the  sun  shone  on,"  and  the  examples 
of  McKinley  and  Roosevelt  are  without  parallel 
(•r  equal. 

When  the  colors  had  faded  from  the  sky, 
leaving'  it  dull,  and  the  breeze  no  longer  seemed 
warm,  the  figure  silently  arose  from  the  steps 
and  walked  around  the  house. 


THE  SPIRIT  OF  THE   TEA-CUPS. 

The  room  was  in  the  full  flow  of  an  informal 
tea.  It  was  so  very  informal  that  f uUv  half  of 
the  company  sat  on  the  floor,  the  only  difference 
in  their  social  level  being  that  some  had  cushions 
and  some  had  none. 

The  earliest  comers  had  pre-empted  the  win- 
dow seats,  and  one  girl,  who  seemed  intent  on 
justifying  a  too  frequent  attendance,  was  just 
saying',  ■•Well,  the  reason  I  come  so  often  is  be- 
cause I  can  see  the  street." 

•'To-morrow,  I'm  g'oing-  to  hang-  my  JSIavajo 
blanket  up  there,"  said  the  hostess,  serenely- 
pouring  out  the  last  cup  of  tea. 

'•Well,  I  say,''  hastily  commented  the  street 
gazer:    ''you  must  like  to  have  me  visit  you." 

•'I  do,"  said  the  hostess:  •'that's  the  reason  I 
want  to  shut  you  in — off  the  street." 

••But  I  so  love- to  look  at  it.  It's  so  wicked, 
you  know.  It  must  be  unspeakably,  terribly 
wicked,  or  they  wouldn't  forbid  us  walking'  on  it 
when  we  are  allowed  to  g'o  on  every  other  street 
around  here.  It's  just  like  purg-atory.  I've  al- 
ways wanted  to  know  what  they  do  to  amuse 
themselves  down  there,  and  I  never  shall  find 
out." 

••Oh,  yes  you  will,"    consoled   a  voice   from  a 
remote  corner;    •'the  time    will    come    when   your 
curiosity  will  be  fully  satisfied:  see  if  it  don't." 
"This  matter  of  rules  and  restrictions  is  curi- 


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College  Greetings. 


ous,  isn't  it?"  spoke  up  a  lourtli  voice.  -'The 
very  fact  of  being  barred,  makes  you  want  to  do 
that  certain  thing'.  I  wonder  if  it  wouldn't  be 
better  to  dispense  with  them  altogether  and  trust 
to  the  better  instincts  of  people?" 

•■What  about  the  folks  who  haven't  any?" 
said  the  hostess,  absenth'  fi.xing  her  eyes  on  the 
street-gazer,  who  seemed  to  think  it  a  personal 
application,  for  she  hastilv  inquired.  "Who  are 
rules  framed  for,  anyway?" 

"For  the  hopelessly  depraved,"  vouchsafed 
some  one.  "tliat  the  penalty  may  be  visited  upon 
them  restraining'  them  from  interfering'  with  the 
life,  liberty  and  pursuit  of  happiness  of  the  well- 
disposed." 

"The  poor  hopelessly  depraved!"  said  the 
street-gazer,  sympatheticallv;  "is  there  no  place 
for  them  in  the  economv  of  the  universe.  I  won- 
der?" 

"Yes,"  said  the  hostess,  "there's  a  place  re- 
served for  them  to  illustrate  their  ov\'n  peculiar 
ideas  of  a  community  without  restrictions,  which 
you  are  to  investigate  later  on,  but  I  do  not  think 
they  are  the  ones  for  whom  the  laws  are  framed. 
I  think  they  are  mainly  intended  to  aid  the 
weak — finger-boards  that  point  the  way  of  safety 
so  definitely  that  the  -wayfaring  man,  though  a 
fool,  need  not  err  therein.'" 

"What  is  it  that  Goldsmith  says  of  that  vir- 
tue which  requires  to  be  constantly  guarded  not 
being  worth  the  sentinel?"  spoke  up  quite  an- 
other tea-drinker  altogether. 

"Oh!  but  it  is,"  warmly  disputed  another, 
"begging  Mr.  Goldsmith's  pardon.  Society  is 
that  much  better  otf  by  every  sin  prevented,  and 
therefore  it  is  always  worth  while  to  bolster  up 
the  weak.  Still,  I  think  the  mission  of  law  is 
not  for  tliese,  however  well  worth  the  saving 
they  are  from  the  general  humanity  point  of 
view,  The  strong — these  are  nature's  highest 
effort — and  it  is  for  their  preservation  we  throw 
out  safeguards — for  their  moments  of  weakness, 
as    Thou  shalt  not'  is  given.  " 

"All  of  which  sounds  reasonable  and  wise, 
and  like  vou  were  all  posting  up  tor  a  moral  phi- 
losophy test,"  said  some  one,  "but  what  in  the 
world  does  it  have  to  do  with  an  absurd  board- 
ing school  rule  that  forbids  the  girls  from  takiug 
their  evening'  strolls  along  the  most  desirable 
thoroughfare?" 

The  street-gazer  had  hung  herself  half  out 
of  the  window  in  her  effort  to  take  in  a  passing 
car  filled  mostly  with  strangers  coming   up    from 


the  depot.  She  was  an  object  of  much  interest 
to  the  people  in  the  car,  who  had  observed  the 
large  grey  building,  speculating  as  to-  what  it 
was  until  the  girl  with  the  flufty  blonde  hair  was 
seen  with  her  devouring'  gaze  fastened  on  them. 
That  settled  it. 

"Oh,  yes;  a  girl's  boarding  school!"  and  the 
man  with  the  sample  cases  settled  back  in  his 
seat.     He'd  seen  'em  before. 


A  GLIMPSE  OF  LIFE  AT 
SNl  JO  GOKKO."" 


'KWAS- 


How  strange  the  name  sounded  the  first  time 
we  heard  it!  But  as  days  lengthened  into  months 
and  months  ripened  into  years,  and  one  saw  the 
stream  of  light  and  life  and  blessing  issuing  to 
and  from  this  institution — the  wonderful  appro- 
priateness of  the  term  "Kwassni"  (literally  in- 
terpreted, "Fountain  of  Living  Water"),  became 
apparent  to  even  the  most  casual  observer. 

We  are  not  unmindful  of  the  fact  that  beyond 
the  mere  existence  of  this  school  the  majority  of 
our  readers  know  but  little  of  its  workings.  An 
institution  founded  nearh'  twenty-five  v-ears  ag'o 
by  one  ot  the  most  representative  workers  ever 
sent  abroad  by  the  Woman's  Foreign  iVIissionarv 
Societ}',  with  an  attendance  of  over  two  hundred 
students,  a  corps  of  teachers  numbering  nearly 
thirty,  and  courses  of  study  embracing  every- 
thing, from  kindergarten  to  collegiate  depart- 
ments, including'  a  training-  school  for  Bible 
workers — surely  such  ought  to  demand  an  intelli- 
gent knowledge,  a  deepened  interest  and  an 
increased  support  from  home  workers  interested 
in  the  advance  of  the  .Master's  kingdom  in  Ori- 
ental lands. 

The  writer  well  remembers  how.  some  years 
ago,  the  location  of  Japan's  important  cities 
meant  little  to  her  beyond  a  somewhat  hazy  use 
of  the  terms,  --Yokohama  "  and  --Tokyo;"  but  in 
these  days  of  --wars  and  rumors  of  wars."  when 
American  transports  invariably  chronicle  calls  at 
Kiushiu's  largest  port,  when  Chinese  refugees, 
with  almost  one  accord,  seek  refuge  here,  and 
where  trans-Siberian  travelers  make  Iheir  last 
exchange  of  steamers,  the  name  -'Nagasaki"  has 
doutjtless  become  more  or  less  familiar  to  every 
reader  of  modern  current  events. 

The  school  stands  on  an  eminence  known 
throughout  the  port  as  •-Higashi-yama"  (eastern 


CoivLEOE    Greetings. 


ill 


mountains),  and  its  terraced  grounds  are  ap- 
proached bv  a  winding"  graveled  patli  bordered 
on  either  side  with  well  trimmed  hedges.  A  lit- 
tle liigher  up  ma)'  be  seen  the  roofs  of  the  boys' 
scliool  and  the  pretty,  well  kept  houses  and  lawns 
where  reside  the  families  of  the  Methodist 
Board.  Those  of  us  who  have  lived  for  some 
years  in  Nagasaki  uiav  be  pardoned  our 
fondness  for  this  lovely  quiet  spot,  above  the 
noise  and  odors  of  the  cit\',  and  3'et  within  ten 
minutes'  walk  of  rankest  heathenism,  for  our 
readers  must  understand  that  notwithstanding' 
all  the  advanced  civilization  of  which  the  "sun 
rise  kingdom"  proudls'  boasts,  its  government 
schools,  railway  systems,  electric  cars,  postal 
service  and  well  equipped  army  and  nav}'-- not- 
withstanding' the  open-armed  welcome  given  to 
things  western,  notwithstanding"  all  that  is  rare 
and  lovely  and  artistic  and  beautiful — this  land 
lias  not  yet  e.xtended  welcome  to  our  (iod,  who 
vet  waits  --to  g'ive  lig'ht  to  them  that  sit  in  dark- 
ness and  in  the  shadow  of  death,  to  guide  their 
feet  into  the  way  of  peace.  " 

From  diflferent  sources  has  come  the  oft- 
repeated  question  as  to  how  a  day  is  spent  by 
residents  of  "Ivwassni."  With  certain  limita- 
tions, boarding'  school  life  is  much  the  same, 
whether  in  Japan  or  in  .\inerica.  save  that  in 
.lapan  oue  must  allow  for  an  entirelv  different 
nujde  of  living  between  teachers  and  students. 
The  latter  live  in  strictlv  Japanese  st3'le  and 
have  their  separate  dining'  room  and  food.  But 
as  one  passes  through  the  long'  corriilors — pro- 
vided he  does  not  peep  throug'h  open  doors  dis- 
closing' small  rooms  furnished  with  ■■tatami" 
(Japanese  matting)  and  two  tiny  tables,  with  no 
sig'n  of  bed  or  chairs — he  mig'ht  easily  imagine 
himself  in  an  American  school.  And  more  espe- 
cially so  should  he  enter  the  cozy  study  of  some 
foreig'n  teacher,  made  as  homelike  as  possible 
with  pictures  and  photos  and  all  the  pretty  fancy 
articles,  gifts  of  love  and  friendship  from  those 
beyond  the  seas.  Ah!  that  study;  what  a  haven 
it  becomes  to  the  often  wearied  worker!  Here 
he  may  steal  away  from  noise  and  perplexity  and 
' 'thing's  Japanese,"  and  with  dear  familiar  faces 
smiling'  down  from  mantel  ai)d  wall,  p(_ire  over 
loved  letters  from  absent  ones  and  almost  imagine 
home  not  so  far  away!  But  to  resume  our  daily 
round:  There  is  the  inevitable  rising'  bell,  break- 
fast at  7:30  o'clock,  classes'from  8  to  11:45,  chapel, 
tiffin  (luncheon)  at  noon,  classes  again  from  1 
till  4,  tea,  recreation,  prayer  meeting  on  certain 
davs  at  6,  dinner  at    7,    and    "the    day    is   done." 


Interspersed  on  certain  afternoons  during  each 
week  are  meetings  and  visitation  and  direct 
evangelistic  endeavor  among'  the  almost  un- 
touched masses  of  the  native  cit}',  numbering' 
over  one  hundred  thousand  people — and  this  is 
an  open  port! 

The  vastness  of  the  undertaking  in  foreign 
lands  is  appalling',  and  -vvould  be  well  nig'h  hope- 
less but  for  the  cheering' promise  that  the  heathen 
"shall  know  from  the  rising  of  the  sun  and  from 
the  west,  that  there  is  none  besides  Me." 

Doubtless  the  reader  is  somewhat  familiar 
with  the  almost  national  revival  that  is  now  stir- 
ring' the  empire.  Special  endeavor  along'  direct 
evangelistic  lines  is  being-  put  forth  by  all  de- 
nominations from  the  Hokkaido  (the  northern 
island)  in  the  far  north  to  Kiushiu  (the  southern 
island)  in  the  south,  and  these  meetings  are  be- 
ing' crowned  with  hitherto  unknown  interest  and 
success.  The  first  larg'e  meeting'  in  Kiushiu  was 
held  in  Nag'asaki  in  the  largest  theater  in  the 
city.  An  audience  of  over  fifteen  hundred  listened 
most  attentiveh'  to  the  preaching  of  the  word  of 
God.  The  zeal  of  the  native  workers  has  been 
stimulated  and  quickened,  and  the  way  was  never 
so  open  for  the  broad  proclamation  of  the  Gospel. 
— Illinois  Conference  Journal. 

Nag'asaki.  Japan.  Sept.  12.  TXll. 

SIM'S  TRANSIENT. 

The  stag'e  was  an  hour  and  a  quarter  late. 
The  men  collected  in  the  room  dignified  by  the 
name  of  clerk's  office  in  Sim  Curgan's  hostelry 
had  e.xhausted  the  news  and  the  prospects  of  the 
weather,  and  onfc  old  habitue  had  taken  advan- 
tage of  the  lull  to  begin  a  toothless  harangue 
about  the  state  of  the  country  at  large.  At  that. 
Sim  Curg'an  stuck  his  head  out  of  the  front  door 
and  took  a  survey  down  the  road. 

"She's  a  'comin',  boys,"  he  announced,  and 
feeling  that  they  were  providentialh"  saved  from 
the  old  man's  platitudes,  to  the  last  man  they 
filed  out  on  the  sagging'  front  porch  and  stood 
with  hands  thrust  deep  into  their  trousers"  pock- 
ets while  the  stage  came  careening  up  the  road, 
splashed  with  mud  from  top  to  bottom. 

The  driver  flung  down  the  mail  pouch  and 
opened  the  door  with  the  air  of  a  rhan  who  has 
not  a  moment  to  lose. 

A  single  passenger  alighted  and  went  inside. 
He  waved  the  fly-stained,  musty  registry  aside, 
saying",    "We'll  dispense  with  that!" 


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COLLEQE    GREEXINQS. 


"What  air  we  to  call  vou?"  mildlv  expostu- 
lated Sim. 

■•You  needn't  call  me  an^'tliing,"  said  the 
traveler,  curtly.  ■•Give  me  a  room  with  a  fire  in 
it  and  don't  disturb  me  until  supper  is  ready." 

•'Sim  mounted  the  creakinj;-  stairs  with  a 
grievance  in  his  eye.  the  stranger  following, 
blandly  aware  of  his  discomforture  and  the  de- 
vouring' curiositv  of  the  crowd  on  the  porch 
beloa'. 

From  a  strav  remark  the  traveller  made  later, 
it  was  gathered  that  he  had  come  seeking  rest 
and  restoration  to  liealth.  It  was  verv  singular; 
in  the  sixtv  years  of  its  existence  no  one  had 
ever  before  come  to  this  out-of-the-way  hamlet 
for  either  of  those  reasons.  He  seemed  deter- 
mined to  get  whatever  virtue  there  was  in  exer- 
cise, and  no  matter  how  forbidding  the  day,  the 
tall  fig'ure  in  the  g'ra3'  Newmarket  was  sure  to  be 
seen  stalking"  along  the  quiet  country  lanes. 

When  the  tendency  to  probe  had  worn  itself 
out  from  sheer  inability  to  discover  anything- 
whatsoever,  he  mingled  with  the  tavern  loafers 
and  seemed  to  derive  a  quiet  pleasure  from  the 
stream  of  small  talk  that  never  ran  dry. 

It  was  almost  a  week  after  his  advent  that 
he  came  down  and  found  Sim  in  the  dignitv  of  a 
white  shirt  and  freshly  combed  whiskers. 

"What  does  this  mean?"  he  inquired,  in 
some  astonishment. 

"Meelin'  dav."  vouchsafed  Sim:  "did  vou 
think  we  wuz  heathens  here?  Better  go  along, 
hadn't  ve?"  but  he  had  not  prepared  himself  to 
see  his  suggestion  acted  upon,  and  he  was  sur- 
prised a  half  hour  later  when  the  tavern's  guest 
came  walking'  up  the  middle  aisle  of  the  meeting- 
house and  seated  himself  in  the  red-cushioned 
pew  where  old  'Squire  Pennington  used  to  sit  in 
the  days  of  his  pompous  pride.  A  thrill  ran 
through  the  congregation.  Not  one  of  them 
would  have  dared  profane  the  place,  though  the 
old  'squire  had  been  dead  these  many  vears.  and 
only  Miss  Lois  was  left  to  sit  in  the  old  pew  that 
still  bore  a  traditionary  lustre  of  the  Penniug-- 
tons,  I 

Miss  Lois  looked  about  in  mild  surprise  and 
perceived  the  tall,  commanding-  figure. 

There  was  a  little  deeper  pink  in  her  delicate 
face  as  she  edged  up  to  him,  offering  to  share 
her  h)'-mn  book.  It  made  her  think  of  the  davs 
when  she  and  \'oung  Mr,  Fifield  used  to  sing-  out 
of  the  same  hymn  book,  and  as  she  thoug-ht  of 
that,  one  hand  fluttered  up  toward   the  brooch  at 


her  throat  in  its  rim  of   worn  gold  out  of  which  a 
a  boj'ish  face  looked. 

"Say!"  said  Sim,  on  the  wav  home,  "did  you 
know  you  wuz  a  settin'  by  Miss  Lois  Penning- 
ton?" 

"Miss  Lois  who?" 

"Why,  Miss  Lois  Pennington,  the  old  'squire's 
daughter.  There  ain't  no  man  in  this  town  ever 
dast  set  up  to  her  that  a  wav.  no  sir  ee." 

"I  meant  no  harm.  I  assure  vou."  said  the 
stranger,  apologetically. 

•'It  wouldn't  have  been  good  for  you,  if  vou 
had."  went  on  Sim,  "or  you'd  a  had  rnost  all  the 
town  on  to  vou.  You  see.  Miss  Lois  sort  of  be- 
long-s  to  the  hull  of  us  since  the  old  'squire 
dropped  off." 

"Does  she  live  in  the  big-  house — yonder? 
Some  one  told  me  that  was  the  old  "Squire  Pen- 
ning'ton  place." 

■•Yes,  but  she  won't  live  there  much  longer. 
Nobody  knowed  there  was  anything  wrong,  but 
I  reckon  the  old  'squire  made  some  mighty  fool- 
ish investments  in  his  last  years  that  just  about 
cleaned  him  out.  Leastways,  there  wuz  a  mort- 
gage on  the  place,  and  it  ain't  much  more  time 
to  run.  Miss  Lois  has  done  the  best  she  could, 
a  sewin'  and  trimmin"  bonnets  and  such  like  fur 
the  women  folks,  but  it  hain't  much  more  than 
kept  soul  and  bod}'  together.  " 

"I  didn't  notice  her  verv  closelv,"  said  the 
stranger,  "but  she  seemed  to  be  rather  an  at- 
tractive woman.  Strange  she  has  never  mar- 
ried." 

"As  fur  that."  said  Sim.  '-I  guess  it  ain't 
anybody's  fault  but  hern,  but  so  fur  as  ever  I 
knew,  she's  made  'em  all  the  same  answer.  There 
was  one  feller  among  'em,  though,  she  would  a 
had,  I  guess,  if  the  old  'squire  hadn't  stepped  in 
and  said  no.  He  was  a  well  rig-ged,  likely  young 
chap,  smart  as  the  besfof  "em,,  but  the  old  "squire 
had  a  notion  he  v^'as  after  money,  and  he  had  a 
way  of  cbmin'  down  on  a  man  that  svas  mighty 
onpleasant.  They  had  high  words,  and  the 
young-  feller  went  out  west  somewh're.  and  some 
say  he  died,  and  that's  about  all  that  ever  was 
known,  but  after  the  old  'squire  dropped  off. 
Miss  Lois  took  to  wearin'  his  picture,  and  she's 
wore  it  ever  since." 

The  stranger  listened;  little  by  little,  he  was 
becoming  possessed  of  the  town's  whole  history, 
and  it  interested  him  amazingly. 

Next  day,  Sim's  transient,  as  he  had  come  to 
be  called,  had  a  caller  vervearlvin  the  afternoon. 


College    Greetings. 


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Sim  shuflBed  up  the  stairs  to  apprise  liim,  and  he 
went  down  to  find  tlie  minister  who  had  preached 
the  day  before. 

■■I  came  to  rectify  a  mistake,"  said  the  min- 
ister: "it  must  be  a  mistake."  He  was  pulling 
nervously  at  his  vest  pocket,  and  presently  drew 
forth  somethini;-  tucked  away  in  the  corner  of  an 
old  envelope. 

"Our  collector  found  this,  and  after  a  con- 
sultation, we  decided  that  it  must  have  been  you 
who  put  it  ill."  • 

The  stran<;"er  unfolded  it  and  eveil  it  with  a 
curious  smile. 

"I  am  not  very  well  up  in  these  things."  he 
said,  "for  1  am  sorry  to  say  1  have  not  been 
much  of  a  church-g-oer,  though  the  fault  has  not 
always  been  mine;  sometimes  there  was  none  to 
go  to;  but  I  thought  it  was  the  thing  to  do  to 
drop  in  some  small  offering." 

"Oh,  yes,"  hastily  interposed  the  minister, 
"but  as  this  was  so  large  a  bill,  we  thoug'ht  you 
must  have  mistaken  it  for  one  of  lesser  denomi- 
nation." 

■■That  was  itl"  and  the  stranger's  smile 
broadened:  ■•you  may  set  vour  mind  at  rest  on 
that  score."  and  he  placed  it  once  more  in  the 
visitor's  hand. 

•■But  I  am  going  to  ask  you,  in  return  for 
this  slight  favor,  tfi  do  me  a  service.  1  under- 
stand that  one  of  vour  parishioners,  a  Miss  Lois 
Pennington.  I  believe  is  the  name,  has  in  her 
possession  some  portraits  painted  across  the 
water  in  a  very  early  day.  1  am  interested  in 
such  things,  and  tliought  perhaps  if  these  proved 
to  be  genuine  Gilbert  Stuarts,  as  I  am  told  they 
are.  that  she  might  be  induced  to  part  with  them." 

■•I  know  nothing"  concerning-  such  things," 
said  the  old  minister,  "but  I  am  sure  Miss  Lois 
will  be  happy  to  have  you  at  least  inspect  her 
portraits." 

And  that  was  how  it  came  about  that  ■■Sim's 
Transient"  found  himself  in  the  old  Pennington 
place  that  very  evening. 

Leaving  the  minister  resting.  Miss  Lois  took 
a  candle,  and  with  a  light  step  crossed  the  hall 
into  the  dim,  old,  lavender-scented  parlor.  She 
held  the  light  high  in  front  of  the  first  picture, 
and,  turning",  saw  the  stranger's  eyes  fixed  not 
on  the  portrait  at  all,  but  bent  absorbingly  upon 
her.  She  uttered  a  faint  little  cry,  and  her  hand 
stole  up  to  the  boyish  face  pinning  the  lace  at 
her  throat  so  unlike — so  very  like — something 
she  saw  now. 

The    minister,    left    to    himself,  had  time  for 


one  or  two  quite  prolonged  naps,  but  he  had 
heard  it  often  said  that  pictures  required  time 
for  study.  He  was  really  quite  wide  awake  when 
the  door  opened  and  the  two  came  in.  From  the 
glow  on  Miss  Lois's  face  he  was  led  to  believe 
she  had  received  a  most  generous  offer  for  the 
cherished  portraits. 

There  were  all  sorts  of  rumors  going  about 
the  village.  Some  said  that  Miss  Lois  had  sold 
the  two  portraits,  and  there  were  others  who 
maintained  that  slie  would  starve  or  go  to  the 
work-house  before  she  would  part  from  these 
memorials  of  the  past. 

One  of  the  tavern  loafers  boldly  asked  the 
transient,  and  he  admitted  that  he  had  purchased 
not  only  the  portraits,  Imt  the  old  Penning"ton 
place  as  well. 

As  to  what  he  intended  doing"  with  it.  he  de- 
clared his  intention  of  spending"  a  few  months 
each  year  in  it  and  closing"  it  up  for  the  remain- 
der of  the  time. 

■■Poor  Miss  Lois!"  came  in  the  ne.xt  breath; 
"how  she  must  feel!" 

■•Oh,  that's  all  right,"  said  the  transient, 
cheerfully;    ••she  will  like  it  out  in  Denver." 

The  astonishment  fairly  bristled  on  every 
countenance,  and  in  the  midst  of  a  dead  silence 
Sim  silently  shoved  the  tavern  register  toward 
the  transient.  That  had  now  become  a  stale 
joke,  but  this  time  the  transient  took  it,  and  dip- 
ping the  splayed  pen  in  the  ink,  wrote  boldly 
across  the  page,  and  the  name  was  Fifield. 


COLLEGE  SLANG. 

The  American  Dialect  Society  is  interesting- 
itself  in  college  slang,  and  a  book  is  in  course  of 
preparation  giving"  the  result  of  the  society's  in- 
vestig'ation.  Alumni  of  institutions  all  over  the 
country  have  contributed  the  results  of  their  ob- 
servations concerning  the  origin,  growth  and  use 
of  slang"  terms-  While  each  college  seems  to 
have  a  particular  slang  manual  of  its  own,  below 
are  some  of  the  terms  common  to  nearly  all: 

■■Bone"  is  to  study  hard,  to  dun  or  to  worry 
(it  also  signifies  a  dollar);  •■a  boner,"  one  who 
studies  hard;  ••canary"  is  a  cigarette;  ••bum"  is 
a  spree  or  an  unpretentious  spread — as  an  ad- 
jective it  means  very  poor;  ■■a  bootlick"  is  one 
who  curries  favor  with  his  superiors;  ■■buzz'  to 
pay  attention  to  a  lady,  to  chatter. 


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CoLLEOE  Greetings. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS 

Published  Montlily  in  the  interest  of  lUinnis 

Woman's  College  during  the 

College  "Yetir. 


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EDITORIAL. 


\The  seventh  week  of  the  college  vear  has 
ybroufj^ht  the  eurollment  up  to  250.  au  increase  of 
1  Y  /  twent}'  over  that  ot  last  year  at  this  time,  the 
\  ___/  boarding-  pupils  now  reaching-  the  number  of  100. 
President  Harker,  in  a  little  talk  made  the 
other  day  to  the  alumnEe,  said  that  it  was  very 
much  easier  to  keep  the  number  of  students  at 
150  than  it  was  to  maintain  the  number  at  tiftv — 
that  numbers  brought  numbers- -and  that  as  he 
had  studied  the  situation,  it  was  imperative  that 
provision  should  be  made  in  the  near  future  for 
increased  accommodations  that  would  allow  of  at 
least  150  boarding  pupils.  That  number  main- 
tained during-  prosperous  vears.  such  as  these 
later  ones  had  been,  would  insure  a  sufficient  in- 
come to  tide  over  years  of  financial  depression 
without  reducing  the  teaching  force  and  efficiency 
of  any  department.  That  the  means  for  accom- 
plishing this  will  come  through  the  generosity  of 
people  of  large  means,  the  president  has  faith  to 
believe,  but  he  wished  to  urge  upon  the  alumiiEe 
the  necessity  of  directing-  students  the  way  of 
the  college.  That  was  now  the  most  efficient 
service  the  alumna;  could  render;  and  while  he 
hoped  the  money  contributions  would  not  cease, 
now  that  they  were  not  especiallv  aslced,  lie 
deemed  the  wisest  use  of  such  gifts  could  be 
made  by  giving  to  the  Students'  Aid  Association, 
While  not  regularly  organized,  almost  a  dozen 
names  have  been  sent  in,  pledging  to  support  the 
enterprise. 

Miss  Pegram  has  the  honor  of  being  the  first 
to  send  in  a  gift  of   five  dollars  to  this  cause. 


I        COLLEGE   DEPARTMENT.        | 
ART  NOTES. 


Emerson  has  said — 

"One  tbing  is  forever  good: 
That  one  thing  is  success." 

It  is  always  gratifying  to  have  things  suc- 
ceed, and  it  is  a  cause  of  much  satisfaction  to 
those  in  charge  of  the  School  of  Fine  Arts  to 
watch  its  development.  The  standard  of  the 
work  is  such  as  to  give  much  hope  for  the  future. 
The  aim  of  the  department  is  to  give  a  g-ood. 
sonnA  /oiunhi/irm  in  the  practical  means  of  art 
e.-^pression;  to  learn  the  first  principles  and 
rudiments  in  the  training  of  artists.  The  work- 
that  is  being  done  is  good  solid  work,  and  is  lav- 
ing the  foundation  for  more  advanced  study.  We 
are  gratified  with  the  willing-ness  and  aptitude  ot 
the  students  in  their  application,  and  their  inter- 
est is  shown  in  many  wa-ys. 

The  school  is  much  larger  than  at  this  time 
a  year  ago.  There  are  a  number  of  students 
working-  hard  in  order  to  be  able  to  graduate 
next  year.  Of  beginners  and  special  students 
there  are  a  goodly  number,  and  the  classes  in 
china  painting  and  pyrographv  are  gaining-  new 
recruits  every  few  daj's. 

With  much  better  quarters  than  last  vear, 
new  casts  and  still  life  subjects,  we  look  hope- 
fully forward  to  the  work  of  the  vear. 

During  the  warm  days,  Besse  Harker,  Fav 
Dunlap  and  Ethel  Dudley  sketched  in  water  col- 
ors on  the  campus:  their  productions  were  the 
envy  of  the  uninitiated,  and  the  whole  class  made 
one  sketching  trip  out  to  Dr.  Pitner's. 

The  class  in  art  history  meets  twice  a  week — 
Wednesda3's  and  Saturdays — and  is  proving  very 
interesting, 

Friday  afternoons  there  is  the  regular  sketch 
class — which  is  larg-ely  attended — all  present 
sketching-  from  the  costumed  model. 

For  practice  in  rapid  sketching  and  accuracy 
in  g-etting-  the  pose,  there  are  the  ■■fifteen  minute 
poses,'"  each  student  taking  turns. 

Elizabeth  Shuif,  graauate  in  art.  1*500, 
now  a  student  at  the  Chicago  Art  Institute,  visit- 
ed the  studio  early  in  the  term, 

IN    THE    HISTORY    OP    .\RT    CL.\SS. 

Teacher — "Miss  L.  give  me  a  definition  of 
perspective." 

Miss  L — Hesitatingly —  'Well.  I'm  not  quite 
sure — I  hardly  believe  I  can  define  it — but — it's 
where  things  are  big  here  and  little  off  there." 


COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


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WITH  APOLOGIES  TO  THE  JUN- 
IOR CLASS  POET. 


Oh!  the  Juniors'  voices  shalte. 

Nineteen  three,  nineteen  three! 
All  the  night  they  lay  awake, 

Nineteen  three,  nineteen  three! 
As  they  study  up  new  gags. 
And  they  study  Junior  brags. 
And  they  study  Junior  brags. 
Nineteen  three. 

Oh!  the  Juniors,  they  "Will  do. 

Nineteen  three,  nineteen  three! 
But  they  lack  in  modesty. 

Nineteen  three,  nineteen  three! 
When  they've  been  a  lesson  taught. 
Perhaps,  then,  they'll  have  a  thought. 
Perhaps,  then,  they'll  have  some  (?)  thought. 
Nineteen  three! 
So  "we  wish  the  Juniors  well. 

Nineteen  three,  nineteen  three! 
But  we'd  like  a  resting  spell. 

Nineteen  three,  nineteen  three! 
For  you  make  us  very  tired: 
When  with  silliness  you're  fired. 
You  are  not  to  be  desired. 
Nineteen  three! 


COLLEGE  OF   MUSIC. 

Mr.  Stead  called  his  advanced  pupils  tog-ether 
one  day  last  weeU  and  formed  an  Interpretation 
Class,  to  meet  every  four  or  five  weeks.  At  each 
ineeting,  different  members  will  be  called  on  to 
play  some  selection  they  have  been  studying",  and 
a  short  sketch  of  the  composer  will  also  be  given. 
The  girls  are  looking  forward  to  many  helpful  as 
well  as  enjoyable  meetings. 

One  of  the  new  additions  to  the  College  of 
Music  is  the  "Claviere,"  which  was  placed  in  one 
of  the  music  rooms  for  the  use  of  the  advanced 
pupils.  When  the  claviere  practice  beg^an,  the 
occupants  ot  the  room_  below  wondered  who  had 
set  up  a  dress-makingf  establishment  above  them; 
but  on  further  investigation,  the}'  are  undecided, 
as  was  the  little  girl  who,  when  asked  if  her  sis- 
ter was  taking  inusic  lessons,  replied,  "I  guess 
so;   it's  either  music  or  type-writin'.  " 

.fudging  from  the  harmonious  sounds  which 
are  sometimes  heard  in  the  harmony  recitation 
room,  a  better  place  could  not  have  been  selected 
for  the  class  than  the  present  location  between 
Miss  Garner's  and  Miss  Kreider's  studios. 

The  long-  looked  for  and  much  needed  addi- 
tion to  our  musical  department  is  now  full}'  or- 
g-anized.  The  orchestra,  under  direction  of  Miss 
Garner,  is  meeting  regularly  with  an  enrollment 
of  17. 


Those  vvho  draw  the  bow  and  pick  the  string 
are  the  Misses  Anna  White,  Mabel  Hanks,  Olive 
Phillippe,  Maud  Moore,  Louise  Jackson,  Inez 
and  Minnie  Huckleby,  Irene  Kinne.  Edith  Phil- 
lippe. Meda  Jockish,  Blanche  Lohman,  Bessie 
and  Jennie  Barker,  Leta  Clarke,  Mollie  Brown, 
Nelle  White  and  Daisy  Rawlings. 

The  first  private  recital  of  the  year  was 
given  in  the  chapel  Thursday  afternoon,  October 
17th.  The  program,  though  a  long-  one.  was  en- 
joyed by  all. 

There  will  be  a  private  recital  every  two 
weeks  during  the  year,  and  a  public  one  once  a 
month. 

We  are  all  glad  that  the  Glee  club  has  begun 
work  again  this  year  and  is  meeting'  every  week, 
with  Miss  Kreider  as  director.  The  girls  are  all 
enthusiastic,  and  we  expect  one  of  the  best  g-lee 
clubs  we  have  ever  had. 

The  first  faculty  concert  of  the  year  will  be 
g-iven  Thursday,  November  21st. 

e      «     e 
SOCIAL. 

On  Friday  afternoon,  October  4th,  Miss  Cole 
and  Miss  Knopf  entertained  the  young-  ladies  of 
their  tables  with  a  spread  and  marshmallow 
toast  at  the  studio.  The  girls,  led  by  two  trusty- 
seniors  and  the  freshmen  carrying-  the  lunch 
baskets,  walked  round  several  blocks,  no  one  ex- 
cept the  seniors  being-  informed  as  to  the  destina- 
tion. Finally  they  reached  the  studio,  after  a 
good,  healthy  walk — an  exercise  that  broug-ht  its 
own  reward;  in  other  words,  broug-ht  a  g-ood  ap- 
petite for  the  feast.  Aside  from  the  regular  pic- 
nic supper,  there  was  added  hot  oyster  patties, 
olives,  stuffed  and — unstuffed,  salads,  &c.  The 
special  guests  were  Miss  Austin  and  Miss  Pat- 
terson, and  Miss  Electa  Bell,  of  Varna,  111.  The 
occasion  was  one  of  such  novelty  and  pleasure 
that  the  g-irls  are  wondering  if  it  will  be  repeat- 
ed in  the  future. 

On  Friday  P.  M.,  September  27th,  Dr.  and 
Mrs.  Harker  entertained  the  house  students  with 
a  picnic  at  Dr.  Pitner's  beautiful  home,  "Fair- 
view.  "  and  to  a  trolley  ride,  which  succeeded  the 
supper.  Nothing-  could  have  been  more  enjoyed 
by  girls  and  teachers  both,  and  the  occasion 
moved  one  modest  maiden  to  pour  out  her  feel- 
in.os  in  rhvme: 


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College  Greetings. 


I, 

On  one  bright  Friday  afternoon, 
When  Mother  Nature  seemed  in  tune, 
A  trolley  ride  we  girls  did  take, 
And.quite  a  lively  crowd  to  make. 
We  yelled,  and  yelled,  and  yelled. 

11. 

Out  to  beautilul  "Fairview," 
With  lightest  hearts,  we  swiftly  flew : 
Oh,  yes;  we  took  our  luncheon,. too. 
And  ate,  and  ate,  and  ate. 

11!. 

On  coming  home,  we  rode  around 
O'er  all  the  car  lines  in  the  town, 
'Till  all  the  buildings  round  us  rang. 
We  sang,  and  sang,  and  sang. 

IV. 
And  when  1.  W.  C.  we  iieared, 
J'or  Dr.  Barker— how  we  cheered! 
And  though  unwilling,  up  we  came. 
To  our  study  just  the  same. 
And  worked,  and  worked,  and  worked. 


On  Satiirdav  evening,  C)ctoVier  19tl].  from  8 
till  li>;.^0.  occurred  tlif  junior  reception  to  the 
seniors.  The  reception  room  was  decorated  with 
the  junior  pink  and  blue,  and  the  chapel  with  the 
senior  reil  and  white.  The  latter  room  was  es- 
pecially admired  owing-  to  the  effective  use  of  au- 
tumn leaves  and  red  lig'hts.  All  the  corners  were 
■•cosv,"  being"  well  supplied  with  pillows  and 
rocking'  chairs.  The  onlv  fault  to  be  found  was 
that  tlie  whole  chapel  wasn't  made  into  corners, 
for  the  soft,  ruddy  glow  from  lights  and  lanterns 
revealed  m.  every  nook  the  gleam  of  a  white  dress 
with  the  inevitable  black  coat  somewhere  near. 
The  receiving-  line  consisted  of  Dr.  and  Mrs. 
Harker.  Miss  Cole,  Miss  Stuart.  (lertrude  Tanner 
and  Klizabeth  Harker.  The  senior  and  junior 
classes  from  Illinois  College,  together  with  oth- 
ers from  out  in  town,  were  the  guests.  Refresh- 
ments in  keeping-  with  the  occasion  were  served — 
cream  and  cake  in  the  red  and  white  of  the  senior 
colors,  bonbons  and  frappe. 


While  the  seniors  and  juniors  were  enjoying 
themselves  below,  the  under  class  girls  were  in- 
vited to  a  wedding  in  Music  Hall.  At  8  o'clock, 
to  the  strains  of  Mendelssohn's  wedding-  march, 
played  by  Louise  Jackson,  the  bridal  procession 
entered  the  hall,  led  by  Master  Louis  Harker  as 
ring-bearer.  Then  followed  Rev.  Morey,  attired 
in  cap  and  gown,  with  G.  Capps  as  g-room,  and 
E.  Bullard  as  best  tnan;   Nell  White    as    maid    of 


honor,  Mabel  Perlee.  Anne  White.  Mabel  Miller, 
Eleanor  Brown  and  Mabel  Hanks  as  bridesmaids, 
attired  in  sheer  blue  gowns,  with  large  picture 
hats,  inaking-  a  pleasant  spectacle;  Messrs.  Mills. 
.Tockish.  Kirby.  Briggs  and  Farmer  acted  as  ush- 
ers. Following,  came  the  charming  bride.  Miss 
Mabel  Harrv.  coming-  in  on  the  arm  of  her  father, 
a  most  sedate  and  handsome  gentleman.  The 
bride's  gown  wasot  white  mousseline  de  sole;  she 
carried  American  Beauty  roses,  and  wore  a  white 
tulle  (mosquito  net)  veil.  After  the  ceremony, 
followed  a  larg-e  formal  reception,  after  which 
was  served  the  wedding-  breakfast.  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Capps  left  at  10:.iO  for  an  extended  honey- 
moon abroad. 

Those  who  have  read  Conan  Dovle's  "Around 
the  World  in  Eight}'  Da3's"  have  some  conception 
of  the  sensations  which  may  be  experienced  on 
such  a  tour.  When  one  takes  into  consideration 
the  manv  things  seen  and  people  met.  the  time, 
eight}'  days,  seems  all  too  short  -to  have  accom- 
plished so  tnuch.  But  whatever  sensations  that 
trip  produced,  they  could  not  compare  with  the 
feeling-s  of  expectancy  and  wonder  which  the 
faculty  and  students  of  I.  W.  C.  experienced 
when  they  saw  on  the  chapel  bulletin  board  a 
large  poster — wonderful  and  fearful  as  to  its  de- 
sign— on  which  the  g-irls  and  teachers  of  the 
third  floor  invited  all  other  members  of  the  house 
to  a  "Trip  Around  the  World."  The  journey 
was  to  be  made  Saturday  evening",  September 
28th,  from  7:30  to  9:30.  Well,  the  eventful  day 
and  hour  arrived.  The  tourists  reached  the  third 
floor  by  the  main  stairway,  and  were  met  at  the 
landing'  by  guides  who  sold  tickets  to  those  who 
had  the  money,  and  gave  them  to  those  who  had 
not,  thereby  exhibiting  one  of  the  characterislics 
of  a  third  floor  g'irl — g"enerosity.  The  travelers 
were  first  conducted  to  the  United  States,  where 
thev  met  Mrs.  Potter  Palmer  and  Helen  Gould, 
who  served  Boston  baked  beans  and  brown 
bread.  They  then  passed  on  from  room  to  room. 
Eacli  room  was  decorated  to  represent  some  coun- 
try— the  g'irls  wearing  costumes  and  serving"  re- 
treshments  characteristic  of  the  country  thev  de- 
sired to  represent.  Some  countries  represented 
were — Japan.  Palestine.  United  States,  India, 
Turkey.  China  and  France.  The  street  musicians 
filled  all  the  interums  with  their  beautiful  (?) 
music  and  with  "Penny,  please — kind  straiig'er, 
help  the  poor  unfortunates."  In  this  g-roup,  the 
monkey    and    accordion     added     their    share    ot 


COLLEOE    Greetings. 


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amusement.  After  the  g-uests  had  made  the  trip 
(and  some  made  it  several  times),  and  had  met 
all  the  dignitaries  from  the  several  countries, 
they  said  good  night,  shook  the  dust  of  foreign 
lands  off  their  feet  and  went  home— wiser  and 
better  for  having  been   "abroad." 


The  juniors  and  freshmen  started  from  the 
college  Monday  morning.  October  21st.  for  the 
hay-ride  and  nutting  party  to  the  country.  The 
students  of  the  other  institutions  of  learning 
were  made  aware  of  their  approach  by  the  col- 
lege and  class  yells,  whicli  filled  the  air.  After 
a  pleasant  ride  of  t-.vo  hours,  the  party  reached 
a  beautiful  woods.  Here  the  time  was  passed  in 
exploring  and  gathering  nuts  and  leaves.  At 
noon  a  substantial  lunch  was  served,  the  delicious 
coffee  being  made  over  a  bonfire.  About  3  o'clock 
in  the  afternoon,  all  returned  to  the  hay-racks 
for  the  ride  home.  They  arrived  at  the  college 
just  as  the  sun  was  sinking  below  the  horizon, 
(^nly  pleasant  recollections  remain  of  the  nutting 
partv  in  honor  of  the  class  of  1903. 


THOSE  JUNIORS. 

It  was  not  exactly  a  surprise,  for  the  juniors 
are  noted  for  their  enthusiasm  (and  sometimes 
get  into  trouble  on  account  of  it),  to  see  them  on 
Tuesday  morning,  after  all  had  assembled  tor 
morning  chapel,  marching  in  from  the  rear,  with 
white  shirt  waists,  pink  and  blue  ribbons,  and 
the  class  colors  flying.  It  was  a  pretty  sig-ht. 
The  colors  had  never  before  shown  to  such  a 
good  advantage,  and  the  following  song,  to  the 
tune.    '-Illinois."  was  sung-  with  a  will: 

I 

O  "we  have  a  flrst-rate  class, 

1903,1903: 
And  all  others  -we  surpass, 

1903,1903! 
O -we  are  right  up  to  date : 
We're  not  slo-w  at  any  rate. 
And  some  fun  -we  contemplate, 
1903 ! 

II. 

But  we  -work;  as  -well  as  play, 

1903,  1903 : 
We  are  sad  as  -well  as  gay, 

1903, 1903 ! 
And  -we'll  study  -while  we  may : 
We'll  gain  knowledge  every  day. 
For  we  know  that  it  will  pay. 


III. 

May  our  loyalty  be  true, 

1903,  1903, 
For  the  dear  old  "Pink  and  Blue," 

1903,  1903 ! 
And  our  name  we'll  ne'er  disgrace. 
Nor  our  motto  dear  deface, 
And  of  fun  we'll  leave  a  trace, 
1903 ! 

IV. 

Not  without  thy  wondrous  story, 

1903, 1903, 
Could  be  writ  the  college  glory, 

1903,1903! 
In  the  record  of  thy  years 
Wit  and  brilliancy  appears, 
And  for  us  there  are  no  fears, 
li03! 


O  the  seniors,  they  won't  do, 

1902,1902! 
Though  they  want  to  boss  the  crew. 

1902. 1902! 
With  the  sophs  they  wish  to  try 
To  paint  red  the  very  sky- 
But  the  Pink  and  Blue  there  fly. 

1903, 19C3! 

<S        fi>        & 

SOCIETIES. 

The  Belles  Lettres  stands  on  the  same  plat- 
form it  has  aUvays  claimed,  viz:  "Quality,  not 
quantity."  The  past  month  has  been  marked  by 
a  steady  increase  in  the  ranks  of  the  girls,  who 
are  preparing-  for  a  life  of  action.  The  society 
has  had  valuable  acquisitions  from  both  senior 
and  junior  classes  as  well  as  many  from  other 
classes,  who  will  soon  grow  into  seniors  and  jun- 
iors. The  musical  numbers  and  the  work  done 
by  the  pupils  from  the  school  of  elocution  have 
been,  thus  far,  especiall}'  pleasing-.  The  old 
Belles  Lettres  have  taken  up  the  work  with  zeal, 
and  as  a  result  we  have  many  new  faces  among 
us.  The  new  teachers,  too,  have  all  been  made 
honorary  members,  and  they  are  kept  busy  ac- 
knowledging their  weighty  honors. 


The  Phi  Nu  society  had  a  business  meeting 
Wednesday,  and  the  constitution  and  by-laws 
were  read  for  the  benefit  of  the  new  members. 
The  membership  has  increased  to  sixty-nine  (69), 
and  the  old  hall  is  no  longer  large  enough  to  ac- 
commodate them.  Although  there  is  such  a  large 
number,  yet  excellent  work  is  being  done.  There 
seems  to  be  more  interest  in  the  societj'  work 
this  year,  and  they  have  a  fine  program  every 
week. 


College  Greetings. 


COLLEGE  NOTES. 

Miss  Austin  attended  the  Federation  of 
Women's  Clubs,  held  at  Decatur. 

Mrs.  Read  visited  lier  daughters,  Ethel  and 
ICdna.  at  the  college,  a  few  days  last  week. 

Dr.  Morton,  who  was  in  attendance  upon  the 
Presbyterian  synod  at  this  place,  conducted 
chapel  on  Frida}'  morning-,  October  18th. 

Kev.  Mr.  Temple,  of  East  St.  Louis,  conduct- 
ed chapel  on  Thursday  morning-,  October  17th, 
followed  1:)\-  a  very  interesting"  talk  by  Mrs.  Pol- 
hemus,  of  ,\sheville,  N.  C.  Her  subject  was, 
■■The  Mountain  Whites."  and  the  address  was 
one  of  the  most  pleasing  we  have  had  this  year. 
Each  girl's  face  wore  a  queer  little  smile  as  she 
thought  of  the  North  Carolina  school  girl  who 
carries  her  Penates  in  a  flour  bag. 

Esther  Asplund,  Elsie  and  Lola  McCreary 
spent  Sundav  with  their  parents  at  Little  Indian. 

Teacher  in  jisychology — "Miss  Z,  how  did 
you  connect  the  words  reception.  Greek  and 
stove?"  Miss  'I,  with  that  far-off  smile,  "Well,  I 
thought  of  the  senior  reception,  then  of  my  Greek 
lesson,  wliicli  1  didn't  know,  and  when  I  thoug-ht 
ol    what  a  hot  study  it  is,  I  thought  of  a  stove." 

Miss  Cole  and  .Miss  Knopf  were  entertained 
at  the  home  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Bkickluirn  over  Sun- 
day, the  thirteenth. 

Oi\  this  (Monday)  morning-  a  merry  part\-  of 
juniors  and  freshmen  embarked  on  hay  wagons 
for  a  dav  in  the  woods.  Doubtless  they  will  find 
much  fun,  some  nuts,  and  cockle  burrs  and  stick 
tights  galore. 

Lois  Smith  entertained  the  senior  prep,  class 
at  lier  home  Monday  afternoon,  October  22d, 

.Miss  Cole  spent  October  20th  and  21st  visit- 
ing friends  in   New  Berlin, 

One  day  this  month  a  little  g-roup  of  friends 
g'athered  in  Diamond  Grove  cemetery  and  wit- 
nessed the  brief  service'  which  consigned  the 
body  of  Mrs.  Wallace  P.  Day  to  rest  beside  that 
of  her  husband,  our  former  beloved  musical  di- 
rector. Mrs.  Day  died  at  her  home  in  Fo.Ycroft, 
Maine. 

Last  Sunday  morning,  October  20th,  the 
home  of  Mrs.  Matie  Kumler  Anderson,  '89.  was 
gladdened  by  the  advent  of  a  son, 

Lillian  Hart,  a  former  student,  greeted  her 
friends  at  the  college  one  dav  last  week. 


LETTER  FROM  MISS  BEST. 

Lunetta  L,  Best,  for  four  years  a  pupil  of 
Miss  Kreider,  now  has  charg-e  of  the  voice  de- 
partment at  Galloway  College,  Searcy,  Ark.  Miss 
Best  studied  a  short  time  in  Chicago,  after  leav- 
ing- .lacksonville.  and  the  past  summer  took  spe- 
cial work  with  Miss  Kreider  to  prepare  herself 
for  her  new  position.  Recently,  Miss  Kreider 
has  received  a  letter  from  Miss  Best,  a  portion  of 
which  is  given  below: 

■■I  have  Ijeen  here  a  month,  and  I  never 
worked  so  hard  in  my  life.  I  have  thirtv  pupils, 
si.xtv  lessons  a-  week,  a  chorus  ot  seventv  voices, 
and  recitals,  etc..  coming  soon.  I  have  the  larg'est 
class  Gallowav  has  ever  had,  so  thev  got  me  an 
assistant,  and  she  is  busy  most  of  the  time.  I 
have  all  the  advanced  pupils  and  one  g-irl  to  grad- 
uate tliis  spring.  I  have  some  fine  voices  and 
some  not  so  g-(-)od,  but  I  enjov  it  all. 

The  Ijuildiug-  is  a  verv  large,  new  tliree-storv 
brick,  wil:h  larg'e  verandas  and  evervthing-  new 
and  nice.  I  have  a  larg-e  room  to  myself,  and 
have  my  piano  in  it.  There  are  four  piano  teach- 
ers, one  elocution,  an  art  teacher,  two  voice,  one 
violin  and  thirteen  others  in  the  faculty,  and  I 
like  them  all  so  n-iuch.  We  have  such  gotid  times 
together.  There  are  1.^3  girls  in  the  building-. 
One  of  the  prettiest  sig-hts  is  to  see  them  march 
into  chapel  every  morning-,  to  music.  Thev  look- 
so  fresh  and  pretty  that  I  never  tire  of  watching- 
them.  Of  course  every  one  leaves  off  her  r's  and 
has  the  southern  twang  to  speech,  but  I'm  en- 
deavoring' to  keep.on  rolling-  my~r's  around  in  mv 
mouth,  so  people  at  home  won't  laug-h  as  soon  as 
I  begin  to  talk  to  them  next  spring.  The  coun- 
trv  around  here  is  wild  but  beautiful,  and  we  are 
only  a  short  distance  from  the  mountains.  In 
the  park  are  the  sulphur,  iron  and  alum  springs, 
with  pumps,  and  a  pavilion  over  each,  A  bad 
complexion  is  seldom  seen,  and  they  sav  'tis  verv 
healthful  here.  The  faculty  concert  occurred  a 
week  ago,  and  it  was  iine.  Thev  said  the  "Swal- 
lows piece"  was  the  prettiest  ever  sung  here.  I 
am  to  be  here  all  year.  Have  much  more  to  tell 
you,  bnt  must  close  for  this  time," 


Rev.  Mr.  Temple,   of  East   St,    Louis 
Wednesday  with  Miss  Stewart. 


-pent 


Mabel  Perlee  visited    friends    in    Peoria    last 
week. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


/  /9- 


VOL.   V 


JACKSONVILLE,    ILL,    NOVEMBER,  1901. 


NO.  3 


t  LITERARY.  | 

A  GLANCE  AT  SILESIA.  GERMANY. 


ERY  unexpected  was  the  opportunity  tliat 
came  to  me  in  August  1901  to  spend  ten 
delightful  days  in  the  province  of  Silesia, 
and  the  thought  occured  to  me  that  among  the 
readers  of  the  Greetings,  some  might  enjoy  a 
brief  account  of  my  observations  and  wanderings. 
The  pleasure  of  this  trip  was  g-reatly  enhanced 
by  the  companionship  of  Miss  Dora  Davis.  We  left 
Loftcha,  Bulg-aria,  July  30,  and  August  1st  we 
were  in  Vienna.  From  Vienna  the  route  was  en- 
tirely new  to  me,  in  fact  to  both  of  us.  Our  des- 
tination was  Liegnitz,  which  is  the  present  resi- 
dence of  Miss  Lydia  Diem  Wenzel,  for  seven  years 
my  associate  in  Loftcha  and  a  very  dear 
friend.  Liegnitz  is  a  town  1000  years  old.  Its  ancient 
castle  and  tower,  its  churches  built  in  the  time 
of  Luther  or  before,  and  many  other  historic 
landmarks,  bear,  indeed,  the  marks  of  age,  but 
they  are  still  in  a  good  state  of  preservation. 
Beautiful  parks  abound  on  every  side  and  it 
merits  the  name  --Garden  City,"  as  it  is  often 
called.  Although  it  was  August,  much  of  the 
grain  was  still  unharvested.  The  weather  was 
cool  and  pleasant.  We  saw  no  trace  of  a  reaper 
but  in  one  harvest  field  I  saw  15  women  at  work 
and  not  a  man  in  sight.  Rye  flour  seems  to  be 
used  almost  to  the  exclusion  of  wheat.  Corn  is 
scarce  and  inferior  in  quality  to  the  American 
maize.  Indeed  this  can  be  said  of  most  of  the 
corn  found  in  Europe.  The  staple  crops  in 
Silesia  appeared  to  be  potatoes  and  cucumbers, 
with  a  good  sprinkling  of  sugar  beets.  It  was 
an  interesting  spectacle  to  see  the  troops  of  chil- 
dren with  their  baskets  strapped  to  their 
backs  on  the  way  to  and  from  the  cu- 
cumber fields.  Liegnitz  is  noted  for  the  quality 
and  quantity    of    its   cucumbers    in    its    locality. 


Our  host,  Mr.  Paul  Wenzel,  is  M.  E.  pastor  in 
Liegnitz  and  three  outlying  appointments. 
Preaching  eight  times  a  week,  four  times  on  Sab- 
bath, directing  several  choirs,  doing  pastoral 
visiting  in  four  congregations,  he  exemplifies  in 
ever}'  way  the  energetic,  pioneer  Methodist 
preacher.  With  him  as  our  guide  we  improved 
every  opportunity  to  see  the  everyday  life  of  the 
people.  Taking  long  excursions  through  the 
country  on  foot  gave  a  fine  chance  to  see  the  vil- 
lage or  rural  lite.  Much  of  the  land  in  Silesia  is 
still  owned  by  the  nobility.  These  barons  live  in 
fine  castles  and  have  whole  villages  of  workmen, 
who  virtually  belong  to  them.  We  had  the  pleas- 
ure of  a  walk  through  the  grounds  of  one  of  these 
barons.  Saw  his  castle  but  did  not  enter  it.  In 
our  meanderings  we  visited  an  old  choister,  Leu- 
bus,  formerly  owned  by  the  Jesuits,  but  now 
owned  by  the  government  as  an  insane  asylum 
and  hospital.  There  also  are  some  ver}'  fine 
stables  in  which  are  kept  165  of  the  imperial 
horses,  fine  animals  from  different  countries  and 
ranging"  in  value  from  3000  to  14000  marks.  The 
most  valuable  one  being"  from  England.  The 
Leubus  monastery  is  on  the  banks  of  the  river 
Oder,  which  we  crossed  twice  that  dav,  once  with 
a  row  boat  and  once  by  ferry.  We  walked  for 
hours  through  vast  oak  forests,  in  which  could 
be  seen  trees  of  all  sizes  in  even  rows.  Evi- 
dently they  are  replaced  as  soon  as  felled.  The 
city  pine  forests  of  Liegnitz  are  said  to  be  the 
largest  in  the  province  Silesia.  One  of  the  inter- 
esting to.wns  we  visited  was  Haj'nau.  which  is 
about  twelve  miles  distant  from  Liegnitz  and  the 
railroad  fare,  fourth  class,  is  40  pfennigs  or  in 
U.  S.  coin,  10  cents.  Some  of  these  fourth  class 
cars  are  quite  clean  and  comparatively  comfort- 
able, when  not  overcrowded.  In  most  of  them 
there  are,  in  addition  to  the  seats,  a  definite 
number  of  standing  places.  When  these  are 
filled  no  more  are  allowed  to  enter.  Of  course, 
first  come,  first  served  to  the  seats.  One  thing 
cannot  fail  to  impress  the  visitor,  who  even 
slightly  investigates  the  manner  of  living.  The 
people,  though  for  the  most  part  poor,  know  how 
to  make  the  most  of  what  they  have.  Even  the 
room  of  a  poor  washer-woman  looks  homelike 
and  is  neatness  personified.  We  were  impressed 
by  the  uniform  friendliness,  kindness  and  hospi- 
talitv  of  the  people. 

Loftcha.  Bulgaria,  October  15,  190L 


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COLLEOE     GREETINQS. 


IMPRESSIONS    OF    TENNESSEE. 


It  was  with  much  enthusiamti  that  I  looked 
forward  to  m}'  first  trip  South,  I  was  to  go  to 
Tennessee — "Sunny  Tennessee" — the  place  fa- 
mous for  its  scenery,  its  Cumberland  Gap,  and 
David  Crockett,  (it  may  be  famous  for  some  other 
thing^s  but  I  don't  remember  them  now.)  And  I 
told  myself  I  should  just  ^'evel  in  the  long'  jour- 
ney through  Kentucky  and  over  Tennessee. 

But  I  went  to  Chicago  before  starting'  South- 
ward, and  when  I  at  last  found  myself  on  a  south- 
bound train  I  was  tired  from  the  excitement  of 
that  place  of  many  joys. 

I  had  not  ridden  far  before  I  decided  that  a 
railroad  train  was  an  express  instrument  in  the 
hands  of  Providence  for  the  punishment  of  sin- 
ners. I  have  few  pleasant  impressions  of  that 
long  and  tiresome  journev.  I  decided  that  Cin- 
cinnati was  about  the  coldest,  dirtiest  place  that 
a  school-marm  ever  had  to  spend  an  hour  in. 
At  Lexington,  Kentucky  I  looked  out  of  the 
window,  tried  to  remember  all  the  interesting' 
things  I'd  heard  about  it, — couldn't  think  of  any 
thing  but  horses  —and  as  the  train  started  again 
lapsed  into  a  semi-unconsciousness  impressed 
with  the  utter  failure  ot  Christian  Science  and  all 
kindred  subjects.  1  was  also  impressed  by  the 
rain.  It  rained  all  the  way  down.  And  we  went 
through  twenty-eight  tunnels! 

Not  to  harrow  you  further  with  my  troubles 
on  this  disappointing^  trip  I  will  "resume  and 
continue,"  and  leave  you  to  conjecture  that  I  ar- 
rived at  last.  Assisted  by  the  conductor  and 
porter,  I  stepped  off  in  a  puddle  of  water,  was 
rescued  therefrom  b}'  the  waiting  President  and 
took  a  mountain  climb  first  thing.  The  one 
"bus"  of  which  the  town  boasts  was  not  run- 
ning for  some  unknown  reason. 

But  a  month's  residence  has  dispelled  all  un- 
pleasant impressions  I  may  have  had  that  first 
night,  and  I  have  nothing  but  good  things  to  say 
of  the  South.  Morristown  is  a  quaint  old  place, 
of  about  five  thousand,  with  one  main  street  on 
which  are  located  all  the  principal  business 
houses,  and  which  winds  and  crooks  between 
hills  in  a  way  that  seems  most  delightful  to  eyes 
rather  surfeited  with  the  mathematical  precision 
of  our  northern  cities. 

Another  thing  that  is  perfectly  beautiful  is 
the  exquisite  politeness  of  the  clerks  in  these 
little    stores.       I    reallv    have    nothing    to    sav 


against  northern  clerks.  They  are  as  polite  and 
business-like  as  most  of  their  customers  de- 
serve, but  when  one  waits  on  me  here  I  am  quite 
convinced  that  I  know  just  how  it  feels  to  be  a 
duchess  I 

Crary  Hall  is  a  three  storied  brick  structure 
situated  on  a  high  hill  in  the  outskirts  of  the 
town  and  commands  a  fine  view  of  the  surround- 
ing country.  There  are  immense  hills  every- 
where,— some  bare  and  brown,  others  completelv 
covered  with  many  tinted  trees.  The  distant 
hills  appear  uninhabited  but  surrounded  by  a 
purple  haze  of  m\'stery,  and  the  nearer  ones  are 
dotted  here  and  there  with  quaint  cabins.  —  many 
of  them  of  the  rudest  sort. 

An  old  building  not  far  from  here  is  interest- 
ing from  an  historical  point  of  view, — it  being  an 
old  slave  trading'  post.  The  identical  pillar  bv 
which  a  colored  gentlemen  of  mv  acquaintance 
was  sold  as  a  slave  when  a  bov  is  pointed  out  to 
curious  and  inquiring  visitors  like  myself.  This 
building'  was  also  fired  upon  many  times  during 
the  civil  war,  and  many  of  the  bullet  holes  can 
yet  be  seen.  In  fact  this  part  of  the  countrv 
teems  with  historical  relics. 

The  president  of  this  College  has  four  sons. 
— a  fact  greatly  appreciated  bv  us  younger  teach- 
ers— five  in  all.  (I  would  better  add,  however,  that 
these  youngrsters  are  merely  old  enough  to  be 
useful  and  interesting  and  not  old  enough  to  be 
disturbing  to  the  "single  blessedness"  of  an}' 
ofus.t  Some  of  my  most  charming  trips  have 
been  accomplished  through  the  kindness  of  these 
bo3's.  Last  week  we  took  a  long  jaunt  on  horse- 
back. 

Such  warm  glowing  sunshine,  such  clear 
pure  air  and  such  truly  witching'  scenery  would 
require  for  justice  a  more  eloquent  pen  than  I 
possess.  VVe  visited  the  cabin  of  some  typical 
mountaineers  and  for  the  first  time  I  met  some 
of  those  mountain  people  that  one  reads  about. 
I  sav  "typical" — but  I  believe  these  people  were 
considered  better  off  than  the  averag'e  mountain- 
eer. At  anv  rate  their  cabin  was  a  two-roomed 
affair  of  the  roughest  pine  boards,  utipainted  and 
allowing  for  plenty  of  ventilation.  The  "best 
room",  contained  a  bed,  a  cupboard  and  bureau 
of  "before  the  ark"  appearance.  No  covering  on 
the  floor,  and  no  ornaments  but  a  picture  of  a  most 
fearful  and  wonderful  description.  The  moral  or 
lesson  was  good,  but  its  subject  and  execution 
would  doubtless  make  your  art  teacher  suffer.  It 
was  highly    colored    and    represented    the    usual 


COLLEOE    GREETINOS. 


1^/ 


baby  in  the  cradle,  and  from  there  two  paths — 
one  leading-  to  clouds  and  a  liarp,  and  the  other  to 
tongues  of  flp.me.  I'm  sure  if  I  had  that  picture 
as  a  companion  long',  I  should  take  to  praying 
for  blindness. 

It  had  evidently  lost  all  eifect  however  upon 
our  hostess,  for  she  was  preeminently  cheerful, 
indolent  and  curious.  I  being  a  stranger  was 
a  source  of  great  interest  to  her,  and  she  asked 
my  companions  all  sorts  of  questions  about  me. 
Upon  learning  that  I  was  a  teacher  she  said 
"what  does  she  teacliV"  "elocution."  I  replied, — 
thinking'  I  would  "speak  for  ni3-self." 

She  pondered  my  replv  for  some  minutes  and 
then  smiled  her  slow,  good-natured  smile  and 
drawled. —  -well  I  don't  know  any  more  now 
than  I  did  afore". 

I  mentally  ejaculated  "what's  in  a  name" 
when  ig-norance  is  bliss,  etc.,  but  proceeded  to 
explain.  She  has  seven  children  ana  they  were 
all  nice  and  she  kept  her  house  clean,  was  hospi- 
table, and  warm-hearted  despite  her  vears  and 
meager  circumstances,  and  altogether  I  liked 
her. 

Having'  given  that  side  of  life  in  the  sunny 
south  it  would  perhaps  be  just  as  well  to  give  a 
little  glimpse  of  the  other  side. 

This  leads  me  to  mention  that  the  President 
has  two  very  charming'  daughters.  The  older  is 
a  member  of  a  literary  club,  and  for  some  assist- 
ance rendered  them  in  an  entertainment,  they 
seem  to  think  that  they  owe  me  all  sorts  of  good 
returns,  so  I  have  been  beautifull}'  treated  by  all 
members.  I  had  the  pleasure  of  attending'  one 
of  their  meetings  not  long  ago.  They  are  all 
bright,  interesting'  young'  girls,  up-to-date,  well 
dressed  and  intelligent.  Manv  of  them  have 
been  educated  at  northern  or  semi-southern 
schools,  but  none  of  their  native  charms  have 
been  eliminated. 

They  have  the  most  niusical  voices  in  the 
world,  and  I'd  g'ive  a  lot,  in  spite  of  m}'  loyalty 
to  the  "north"  for  the  right  to  leave  off  my  "rs" 
and  to  emplov  all  the  countless  deliciousnesses 
of  their  speech!  I  think  too,  that  southern  girls 
are  more  frank  in  their  talk  than  we  northerners. 
They  never  keep  anything  back  and  they  have 
a  naive  wa\'  of  treating'  all  sorts  of  dang'erous 
subjects  that  is  truly  refreshing'. 

Morristowu,  Teun. 

October  20th.  1901. 


THE   CLASSICS. 


The  study  of  the  classics,  is  not  only  most 
interesting,  but  of  highest  educational  value. 
We  are  brought  in  contact  with  the  world's 
greatest  authors  and  become  so  impressed  with 
their  thoughts  and  ideas,  that  they  finally  be- 
come our  own.  The  reader  becomes  so  acquaint- 
ed with  the  author  and  his  style  as  to  eventually 
from  a  sort  of  conpanionship  with  him. 

Who  has  not  had  his  imagination  quickened 
by  studying  Milton;  who  has  not  felt  a  deeper 
insight  into  human  nature  after  becoming  ac- 
quainted with  Shakespear.  The  value  and  im- 
portance of  classical  study'  can  hardly  be  over- 
rated.  Let  us  consider  for  instance,  a  man  who 
has  had  a  thorough  education  in  all  the  studies, 
with  the  exception  of  classics, — if  such  a  case 
can  be  imagined.  Would  you  consider  him  a 
highly  educated  man?  Wh}' certainly  not.  Sup- 
pose, when  you  had  been  conversing  with  him, 
and  had  incidentally,  in  your  conversation,  quot- 
ed a  few  lines  from  some  eminent  author,  he 
should  turn  and  ask  you  what  you  were  talking' 
about.  Would  you  not  conclude  his  education 
deficient?  It  is  plain  that  in  the  best  social  life. 
a  knowledge  of  classics  is  of  indispensable  value.  . 

The  beneficial  results  following  classical 
study  are  numerous.  After  such  studies,  we  are 
delighted  to  find  we  have  enlarged  our  vocabula- 
ries: we  are  surprised,  and  agreeably  so,  to  find 
our  perceptive  faculties  enlarged;  we  are  glad  to 
find  our  memories  developed:  and  are  happy  in 
discovering'  a  cultivation  of  our  taste  for  the 
beautiful  and  good  things  in  life.  We  have  be- 
come so  familiar  with  the  study  of  fine  pieces  of 
literature  that  we  have  no  desire,  practically  no 
taste,  for  worthless  literature.  Is  not  this  a 
goal  to  be  greatly  desired? 

Althougli,  in  the  studv  of  sciences  and  math- 
ematics, we  get  little  or  no  classics,  we  find,  in 
studying  classics,  that  we  learn  at  the  same  time 
a  great  deal  of  other  studies,  especially  science 
and  grammar.  Verv  often  we  will  come  across  a 
passage  in  literature  that  is  impossible,  to  under- 
stand without  first  analyzing'  it.  and  it  is  here 
our  knowledge  of  g'rammar  is  tested.  Milton's 
essay  on  his  blindness  is  an  excellent  illustration 
of  this.  We  find  it  extremely  difficult  to  see  his 
meaning',  until  we  have  first  analvzed.  Again, 
taking'  Milton's   works  as    an    example,    we    find 


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College   Greetings. 


them  so  full  of  allusions  to  mytliolog'ical  charac- 
ters that  by  the  time  we  have  intellig'entl\'  read 
one  of  his  works,  we  have  had  an  excellent  study 

in  mvtholog'v. 

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THE  FRIENDSHIP  OF  RUTH   AND 
NAOMI. 


The  friendship  w^hicli  existed  between  Ruth 
and  Naomi  seems  from  one  standpoint  a  most 
strangle  and  unnatural  one,  notwithstanding-  its 
beauty  and  fidelity.  Indeed,  on  account  of  the 
contrasts  between  them,  such  love  as  theirs  seems 
impossible  at  first.  Ruth  was  hopeful,  Naomi 
despondent;  Ruth  was  young'  and  vigorous,  Na- 
omi old  and  careworn.  Naomi  was  from  the 
Jewish  nation,  which  despised  and  looked  down 
upon  the  nation  of  the  Moabites  from  whence 
came  Ruth.  Their  laws  and  customs  were  also 
so  different  that  it  seems  hard  to  explain  tlieir 
great  love.  But  there  are  other  circumstances 
besides  likenesses  in  nationality  and  in  person- 
ality which  tend  to  draw  people  together. 

Affliction  is  one  of  the  greatest  means  by 
which  love  and  sympathy  for  others  come.  To 
have  tasted  the  same  bitter  cup,  to  have  suffered 
a  common  sorrow,  is  the  firmest  foundation  for  a 
faithful  friendship  that  ever  existed. 

Thus  it  was  with  Ruth  and  Naomi.  Bound 
together,  as  they  were,  by  their  common  mis- 
fortunes, nothing'  seemed  able  to  separate  the 
one  from  the  other.  Each  was  left  dependent 
upon  herself;  therefore,  it  is  no  wonder  that  they 
found  comfort  in  leanings  upon  each  other. 

There  are  very  few  instances  in  all  liistory 
of  such  a  self-sacrificing'  friendship  as  that  of 
Ruth  and  Naomi.  There  is  no  doubt  that  we 
may  all  learn  lessons  from  the  unselfishness,  the 
industry,  and  the  tender  devotion  depicted  in  this 
beautiful  little  storv  of  Ruth  and  Naomi. 


THE  SPIRIT  OF  THE   TEA-CUPS. 

"Oh!  I  was  so  afraid  I  wouldn't  get  here." 
said  the  latest  comer,  letting-  in  a  rush  of  swifter 
air  as  she  opened  and  closed  the  door.  "We  have 
a  new  girl  on  our  floor,  and  she  came  in  awhile 
ago  to  borrow  my  Greek  lexicon,  and  then  couldn't 
leave  until  she  had  furnished  me  with  her  com- 
plete family  history.     It   took    her    a    long    time. 


there  was  such  an  everlasting'  lot  of  them — seven 
brothers — I  think  she  said  seven,  though  it  might 
have  been  nine." 

'■Why  didn't  you  bring"  her  along"  with  you'.-'" 
said  the  hostess,  handing"  her  the  one  Delft  tea- 
cup. 

•  'Are  you  so  anxious  to  hear  about  the  seven 
brothers?"  asked  the  new  comer. 

"No,  but  I  think  I  could  listen  with  a  verv 
good  grace  if  it  afforded  her  any  pleasure  to  dis- 
course about  them.  She's  probably  homesick, 
poor  thing,  and  misses  them.  I  know  I  miss  my 
brother,  and  I  don't  know  how  I  should  stand  it 
to  miss  him  seven  times  more  than  I  do.  It's 
hard  to  be  a  stranger  in  a  place  like  this.  Do 
you  know  I  sometimes  think  we  girls  are  down- 
right selfish,  the  way  we  shut  out  the  rest  of  the 
world  from  our  good  times?" 

"But  we  don't  want  this  sort  in,"  interposed 
the  latest  comer,  flippantly.  "She's  the  kind  to 
blow  the  gas  out,  and  wonder  why  she  has  two 
spoons,  and  take  soup  from  the  end  of  one  of 
them." 

■■Which  is  all  the  more  reason  why  we  should 
take  her  in,"  insisted  the  hostess.  "The  prac- 
tice of  a  little  more  forbearance  on  our  part 
wouldn't  hurt  us.  She  will  learn  those  things 
fast  enough;  they  are  minor  considerations,  any- 
how." 

"I  don't  know  why  you  say  that,"  said  the 
latest  comer;  "they  are  the  index  of  her  raising", 
that  is  all.' 

"Oh,  you  dear  Pharisee!"  exclaimed  the  host- 
ess, '■who  are  3'ou,  and  who  am  I?  It  behooves 
us  to  remember  where  we  have  sprung  from. 
There  isn't  any  sort  of  doubt  but  that  we  have 
both  had  ancestors  who  ate  with  their  knives  and 
did  other  equally  atrocious  thing's.  It  is  only  a 
matter  of  a  few  generations,  at  best,  between  us 
and -the  rankest  savagery.  One  generation  fur- 
ther removed  doesn't  count  a  great  deal.  And 
then,  after  all,  my  dear  Pharisee,  are  the  ele- 
gancies of  life  tlie  great  essentials?  Isn't  it  bet- 
ter to  have  a  clear  brain  than  to  know  how  to 
make  one's  way  unfalteringly  throug"h  a  course 
dinner?  Aren't  sincerity  and  singleness  of  heart 
more  to  be  desired  than  fine  manners,  and  isn't  a 
g'ood  conscience  better  than  manicured  finger 
nails?  I  have  grave  doubts  whether  college  life 
really  helps  us  to  make  these  distinctions  or  not. 
Our  standard  of  criticism  isn't  just  what  it 
should  be.  In  purpose,  we  ought  to  be  social 
democrats." 


COLLEOE    GREETINGS. 


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"In  purpose,  did  vou  say?"  said  the  latest 
comer.  "Well,  then,  you  are  a  real  social  demo- 
crat. When  it  comes  to  theories,  you  are  right 
in  it,  but  I've  never  heard  oi  your  putting-  them 
into  practice,  yet.  Why  don't  you  invite  the 
whole  building-  into  your  room  of  Thursday  after- 
noons instead  of  just  twelve  or  fourteen  girls 
that  you  have  chosen  for  chums?  Or,  why  don't 
you  invite  the  maids  and  the  cook  in?  Now,  I'd 
like  to  know  who  the  real  Pharisee  happens  to 
be.  this  time." 

"Whv,  I  didn't  know  I  liad  ever  invited  one 
of  you  here,"  hastily  spoke  up  the  hostess  in  her 
defense;  "you  just  came — drifted  here — and  I 
never  did  quite  make  out  how  these  Thursday 
teas  happened  to  come  about,  and  yet  I  actually 
expect  you  every  seventh  afternoon.  I  have  not 
room  for  many  more,  even  on  the  floor,  but  if  any 
of  the  other  gir]s  choose  to  come,  they  would  be 
made  welcome.  I  think  it  is  more  a  matter  of 
congeniality  than  anything  else.  There  are  at 
least  a  dozen  girls  in  the  very  next  room  all  at 
work  making  Cliristmas  presents.  I  buy  mine. 
I  don't  choose  to  expend  any  of  my  precious  three 
score  and  ten  years  on  embroidered  center  pieces 
and  drawn  thread  work  doilies.  I  would  wet- 
blanket  the  wliole  affair,  and  the\'  would  not 
want  me  there  any  more  than  I  would  want  to  be 
there.  Neither  would  I  care  to  join  the  group 
that  is  reading-  Tolstoi.  I  don't  like  that  plain- 
spoken  Russian,  and  if  I  ever  get  my  soul  clean 
from  Anna  Karenina,  I'm  not  going  to  any  more 
of  his  vivisections.  I  think  the  crowd  is  a  mat- 
ter of  natural  selection,  and  so  far  as  the  maids 
are  concerned,  it  is  the  same  thing.  If  their  as- 
pirations are  above  dish-washing  and  chamber 
work,  why  have  them  in,  to  be  sure.  If  they 
would  enjoy  us,  our  tea  and  our  conversation, 
why  not  we  enjoy  them?  But  what  I  mean  to 
say  is  this — that  it  sometimes  happens  there  is 
one  girl  left  out  of  all  crowds.  She  is  shy,  or 
peculiar,  or  may  be  she  makes  a  blunder  at  the 
outset  of  school  life  that  catches  the  eye  of  the 
college.  It  is  all  one  and  the  same.  No  crowd 
wants  her.  No  society  will  consider  her  name; 
she  is  socially  an  outcast — sent  to  Covtntr}'  from 
the  very  beginning,  and  there  she  will  remain 
the  four  years  or  her  course.  Oh!  girls  can  be 
cruel.  Pharisee,  how  would  you  like  to  be  left 
out  just  for  this  one  afternoon — to  say  nothing 
of  four  years  of  afternoons — of  all  the  pleasant 
thing-s  that  are  happening  right  now  on  three 
halls:^" 


That  was  piling  it  on  a  little  too  thick.  The 
poor  Pharisee  hastily  got  up. 

"Hold  on  a  minute,"  she  said;  "I'm  going  to 
get  her — now — and  if  you  don't  hear,  to  your 
full  satisfaction,  all  about  these  seven  brothers, 
it  won't  be  my  fault.  Here,  take  my  tea-cup  a 
minute." 

e      e      « 

MORE  COLLEGE  PHRASES. 

"Blind,  to  answer  all  questions  put  by  an 
instructor;  bull,  an  error;  bear  box,  the  faculty 
pew  in  chapel;  bicycle,  a  translation:  bolin,  to 
prepare  a  lesson  with  a  translation;  pony  means 
the  same;  chap  is  short  for  chapel;  chill,  to  have 
perfect  mastery  of  a  thing;  berry,  anything  easy 
or  soft;  barb,  a  non-fraternity  man;  co-educate, 
to  talk  to  one  of  the  opposite  sex;  co-ed,  of  an  in- 
stitution for  educating  both  sexes,  of  a  broad 
walk  in  which  two  planks  are  two  feet  apart; 
ball-up,  to  confuse;  bust,  a  failure;  cheek  it,  to 
go  into  a  recitation  unprepared  as  if  prepared; 
dead,  perfect,  complete;  devil,  a  good  fellow; 
dink,  failure  to  pass  an  examination;  drop,  an 
unexpected  examination,  to  understand;  dig.  to 
study  hard;  cut,  to  stay  away  from  recitation; 
cultivate,  to  rush  a  man  for  a  society;  crush,  a 
liking  for  a  person;  crash,  a  strong  infatuation; 
crib,  to  copy,  to  cheat  in  examination;  denizen,  . 
a  resident  in  the  vicinity,  but  not  of  the  college; 
fairy,  a  pretty  girl;  feed,  regular  meals,  an  in- 
formal banquet;  fem,  a  female;  fiend,  one  who 
excels,  one  addicted  to  a  habit,  an  enthusiast,  a 
'olockhead;  fink,  to  flunk;  fish,  to  attempt  to  capt- 
ure a  man  for  a  fraternity;  footless,  incapable; 
fusser,  one  devoted  to  ladies'  society;  frat.  per- 
taining to  a  fraternity;  fluke,  an  utter  failure; 
freak,  a  student  who  is  particularly  proficient  in 
a  given  subject,  a  fool;  frog",  to  cheat  in  a  mild 
form;  fruit}',  easy;  gym,  gymnasium;  grind,  to 
study  hard,  a  tiresome  person,  an  article  g-iven 
to  a  senior  by  the  presentation  orator;  grub,  to 
study  hard,  t<j  borrow:  go  double,  or  go  twice,  to 
take  a  girl  out:  graduate,  to  be  expelled:  hen- 
medic,  female  studying-  medicine:  horse,  a  literal 
translation  used  for  lessons,  to  joke  some  one,  to 
swindle:  hirnmel,  top  gallery  in  a  theatre;  Josh, 
to  tease,  a  joke:  junk,  a  small  celebration  with  a 
collation;  kai-gar.  the  professor  of  Greek;  kill,  to 
do  easily,  to  recite  perfectly;  light,  a  very  bright 
man:  lung,  to  argue:  load,  to  prepare  for  an 
emergency:  lush,  daily  food:  make  a  mash,  to 
please  a  professor.  " 


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CoLLEGE    Greetings. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS 

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EDITORIAL. 


No  one  who  has  ever  lived  in  a  colleg'e  atmos- 
phere fails  to  feel  its  quickening  and  stimulating 
quality.  Nowhere  else  does  effort  meet  v^'itli 
such  instant  and  full  recognition.  So  slight  a 
thing  as  one  lesson,  thoroughly  mastered  and 
recited,  brings  its  meed  of  praise,  if  not  in  words 
in  the  respectful  attention  of  fellow-students  and 
the  quick  passing-  of  the  topic  as  if  its  possibili- 
ties had  been  exhausted.  This  is  one  of  the  re- 
wards of  application,  and  though  Bayard  Taylor 
once  said,  "It  is  not  much  to  earn  the  windy 
praise  that  fans  our  early  promise,"  the  earning 
of  this  same  windy  praise  answers  as  a  spur  to 
more  than  one  of  the  intellectually  indolent.  It 
means  something-  to  stand  w-ell  even  in  a  circum- 
scribed college  community.  The  desire  for  dis- 
tinction is  so  deeply  implanted  within  the  most 
of  us  that  we  are  willing"  to  forego  ease  and  en- 
dure much  hardship  that  we  ma}'  measure  up  a 
little  higher  than  those  near  us.  The  praise — 
the  recognition,  is  the  high  reward  of  student 
life,  and  it  is  so  quick  to  come.  But  the  weak- 
ness in  it  is  thdt  one  comes  to  be  dependent  upon 
it,  and  to  regard  the  recognition  of  work  hig-her 
than  the  work  itself. 

The  last  Saturday  afternoon  of  November 
the  alumnae  will  be  "at  home"  at  the  College. 
These  annual  gatherings  surely    strengthen    the 


feeling  of  interest  we  have  in  one  another,  and 
help  to  keep  our  zeal  active  in  behalf  of  the  Col- 
leg"e.  We  hear  no  more  of  "enlarging  our  bor- 
ders," but  it  is  evident  that  President  Harker 
has  some  larg-e  hopes  for  the  realization  of  the 
new  building-s.  Meanwhile,  the  alumnJE  seem  to 
be  resting-  on  the  good  deeds  already  accom- 
plished, or  else  to  be  waiting-  for  a  new  prodding 
into  active  participation  of  money  raising. 

Miss  Blackburn,  along  with  the  sketch  in 
this  number  of  the  Greetings,  sent  an  interest- 
ing letter,  in  which  she  writes  of  the  growth  of 
her  school  in  Bulgaria.  Among-  other  thing's, 
she  tells  of  their  contribution  to  the  Twentieth 
Century  Thank  Offering.  Very  few  of  their 
numbers  having"  read}'  money  at  their  disposal, 
it  was  decided,  last  November,  to  try  an  experi- 
ment. The  sum  of  one  "grosh"  in  Bulgarian 
money,  or  an  amount  equal  to  about  four  cents 
in  our  coin,  was  g-iven  to  each  member  to  invest 
as  she  saw  fit,  to  increase  the  capital,  each  one 
to  keep  an  exact  record  of  the  way  in  which  her 
■fund  grew.  In  May,  a  meeting  was  held,  at 
which  written  reports  were  g-iven  ot  the  monev 
earned  up  to  that  time.  The  sum  of  one  dollar 
and  twenty  cents  had  been  g-tven  out,  and  about 
thirty  dollars  had  been  brought  back,  and  the 
increase  is  still  going"  on.  Possibly  something- 
might  yet  be  learned  on  this  side  of  the  water 
from  a  mission  school  in  the  Turk's  dominion. 


The  various  exchanges  have  been  making 
their  appearance  one  at  a  time  during  the  last 
month,  some  with  new  title  pag'es  and  other  evi- 
dences of  the  spirit  of  prog'ress.  It  is  one  of  the 
pleasant  tasks  of  each  month  to  go  over  these 
friendly  visitors  from  all  'sections  of  the  college 
world,  and  get  the  different  view-points  of  the 
same  recurring-  problems  of  student  life. 


CATALOGUES   WANTED! 


President  Harker  is  ver}'  anxious  to  preserve 
a  complete  file  of  all  the  College  Catalogues  from 
the  beginning".  He  has  lately  been  fortunate 
enoug-h  to  secure  well  preserved  copies  of  the 
first  and  second  catalogues  issued,  and  now  has 
all  except  those  of  the  following"  years:  1861-2, 
1862-3,  1870-71,  1874-5,  1890-11.  1891-2.  Will 
alumnae  please  look  over  their  College  papers, 
and  send  catalog'ues  of  the  missing  vears? 


COLLEOE    GREETINOS. 


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COLLEGE   DEPARTMENT.        | 
ART  NOTES. 


A  number  of  the  art  students  took  a  trip  to 
Oliicag-o  to  see  the  exhibition  of  American  artists 
now  being-  held  at  the  Art  Institute.  This  trip 
will  be  spoken  of  more  fully  elsewhere. 

•  Amon<;'  the  additions  to  the  classes  in  the 
studio  are  Ida  Braun,  in  the  pyrog-raphy  class. 
Florence  Tunison  and  EUura  Martin. 

The  class  in  art  history  is  not  very  fond  of 
tests. 

France  Wakely  is  a  senior  in  art  this  year. 

Some  of  the  class  in  china  are  doing'  some 
■■lustre"  work  that  promises  to  be  very  beauti- 
ful. 

The  art  students  held  a  spread  in  the  studios 
on  Friday  evening-,  Nov.  22d.  A  very  fine  menu 
was  served,  and  everv  one  had  a  most  enjoyable 
time. 

W         3         W 

OUR  TRIP  TO  CHICAGO. 


As  a  usual  thing,  g-etting-  up  in  the  middle  of 
the  night  is  not  very  much  fun — but  when  it 
comes  to  midnight  feasts,  parades,  or  even  a  trip 
to  Chicag-o,  the  girls,  and  even  some  of  the  teach- 
ers, don't  mind  it  one  bit.  We  had  talked  about 
going  to  the  Art  Institute  all  fall,  so  when  we 
found  that  there  was  to  be  an  e.xcursion  to  Chi- 
cago, and  also  that  a  fine  exhibition  of  pictures 
was  being-  held  at  the  institute,  we  decided  that 
this  was  our  chance.  It  was  a  ver\'  sleepy  crowd 
of  about  fifteen  that  started  out  just  about  mid- 
nig-ht  (for  some  of  them  were  afraid  they  would 
miss  the  train  and  Iiad  stayed  up  all  night).  Our 
first  piece  of  good  fortune  was  to  find  a  street 
car  waiting-  for  lis  (or  so  we  supposed),  but  when 
we  boarded  it  we  found  it  to  be  a  foot  ball  car 
that  was  for  the  I.  C.  boys,  who  had  been  up  at 
Bloomington  playing-  foot  ball,  and  the  motor- 
man  did  not  seem  at  all  pleased  to  have  fifteen 
girls  pile  in  when  the  car  was  already  full.  Our 
good  fortune  did  not  cease  here,  however,  for  on 
getting  to  the  Wabash  station  we  found  some 
cars  side  tracked,  and  we  all  were  fortunate 
enough  to  g-et  seats  in  the  same  car.  It  was  a 
merry  crowd,  lor  they  were  awake  by    this    time. 


and  after  a  short  wait,  we  really  were  at  last   on 
our  wa}'. 

Misses  Knopf,  Cole  and  Porter  made  excel- 
lent chaperones:  they  were  the  only  ones  who 
went  to  sleep.  We  breakfasted  at  about  si.x 
o'clock  on  spring-  chicken  and  various  other  g-ood 
thing's.  At  Englewood,  part  of  the  crowd  left 
us,  and  when  we  arrived  at  Chicag-o  we  took  the 
cars  and  went  to  Marshall  Field's:  left  our  bag-- 
gage,  straig'htened  up  a  little,  and  started  for 
the  institute.  The  e.xhibition  there  was  very 
fine:  we  enjoyed  it,  and  wished  that  we  had  more 
time  to  study  it.  There  were  pictures  by  all  the 
prominent  American  artists,  some  of  these  pict- 
ures having  been  exhibited  at  the  Paris  salons  of 
1900  and  1901.  There  was  also  a  fine  e.xhibition 
of  the  work  of  Gari  Melchers  in  connection  with 
the  regular  exhibition.  This  proved  very  inter- 
esting also.  The  only  thing'  lacking  was  more 
time  to  study  them.  Some  of  the  girls  visited 
the  collections  of  antiquities  and  the  Japanese 
collection,  which  was  a  recent  g'ift  to  the  insti- 
tute. We  lunched  at  Field's,  and  then  separated, 
some  visiting'  the  large  stores  and  others  finding- 
their  friends.  Miss  Knopf  and  Miss  Cole  spent 
Sunday  at  Miss  Knopfs  home;  Miss  Porter,  Ethel 
Dudley,  Mabel  Perlee  and  Flora  Lynn  staid  at 
the  Windsor  Clifton;  France  Wakeh'  visited 
with  friends;  Maude  and  Besse  Harker  visited, 
with  relatives  at  Oak  Park;  Sunday,  we  all  took 
dinner  at  Miss  Knopf's,  spending  the  afternoon 
at  the  Art  Institute,  and  at  11:30  P.  M.  we  start- 
ed on  our  homeward  way.  After  being'  hustled 
and  bustled  about  by  excursionists,  we  landed  in 
a  comfortable  car,  where  we  rested  until  the  old 
familiar  town  was  reached,  and  we  breakfasted 
at  home  again.  It  seems  now  almost  like  a 
dream:  but  we  had  a  fine  time,  and  felt,  as  Flora 
expressed  it.  ■■!  wouldn't  Iiave  missed  it  for  fifty 
dollars." 

sew 

MUSIC. 

Oue  of  the  pleasant  events  of  this  month  was 
the  evening'  the  vocal  students  spent  with  Miss 
Kreider  at  her  home.  Lists  of  questions  to  be 
answered  by  names  of  books  and  song's,  etc., 
were  given  out,  and  the  first  prize  was  given  to 
Miss  Austen,  she  having'  answered  the  largest 
number  correctly.  During'  the  evening'.  Miss 
Kreider  sang  and  Miss  Cole  recited,  and  their 
numbers  were  enjoyed,  as  they  always  are.  Deli- 
cate refreshments  were  served,  after  which  Miss 


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College    Greetings. 


Austin  tlioug-ht  the  hour  was  late  enoug'h  for  her 
■•little  flock"  to  be  "horizontally  between  the 
sheets."  Thus  ends  the  story  of  a  pleasant  even- 
ing-. 

Miss  Lincoln,  of  Quincy,  visited  the  school 
and  favored  us  with  some  piano  selections  iu 
chapel,  which  were  very  much  enjoyed. 

New  pupils  are  still  being  enrolled  in  the 
College  of  Music,  and  this  fact  necessitated  an 
addition  to  the  musical  faculty.  Miss  Harvey,  a 
graduate  of  St.  Mary's  school,  Knoxville,  111.,  is 
the  new  teacher.  For  two  years,  she  studied 
with  Sherwood,  in  Chicag-o,  and  we  are  very  glad 
she  is  to  be  with  us  this  year. 

Several  of  Miss  Garner's  pupils  have  played 
in  chapel  lately.  This  has  been  very  mnch  en- 
joyed, and  we  hope  it  will  be  repeated  often. 

The  Interpretation  class  met  with  Mr.  Stead 
in  the  chapel  Nov.  7th.  Selections  from  Chopin, 
Moskowsky,  Liszt,  Chaminade  and  others  were 
played,  and  some  biographies  of  the  composers 
given. 

The  first  public  recital  of  the  year  was  g-iven 
Nov.  14th,  and  the  following  program  was  well 
rendered: 

Sonata  Op.  13  (first  movement)      -  -  -  Beethoven 

May  Onken. 

Valse  Arabesque  -----      Chaminade 

Clara  Franke. 

a.  In  the  Night  -  -  -  -        ,  -  -         KuUak 

b.  Rustic  Dance  -----  Mason 

Myrtle  Larrimore. 

Consolation  No.  Ill  -----  l.iszt 

Mabel  Barlow. 

4th  Air  Varie  (violin)    -----  Daucla 

Mabel  Hanks. 

Fugue  in  E  minor    ------  Bach 

Three  Sketches    ------         Kuessner 

Elizabeth  Doying. 

My  Dreams -  -  Tosti 

Lois  Rogers. 

The  Nightingale    -------       Liszt 

Arabesqus       ------  Chaminade 

Lillian  Batz. 

No  doubt  St.  Nick  is  rushed  this  year,  and 
he  has  asked  some  of  the  college  girls  to  help 
him  out.  They  are  so  anxious  to  comply  with 
his  request  that  they  even  carry  their  work  to  the 
music  hall.  The  already  endless  list  of  rules 
needs  an  addition — 

"Do  not  bring  thimbles  to  the  practice  rooms." 

The   third   floor  girls  are   rejoicing  (?)  over 

the  fact  that  there  are  to   be   only   six   teachers 

on  that  floor  this  year.     However,  we  are  all  glad 

to  have  Miss  Kraft  in  the  building  with  us. 


Nov.  21st,  two  of  the  new  members  of  the 
musical  faculty  g-ave  a  recital — Miss  Grace  Ken- 
dall Harve3',  pianist,  and  Miss  Josephine  Garner, 
violinist. 

They  were  assisted  by  Miss  Kreider.  as  so- 
prano, and  Mr.  Stead,  accompanist,  in  the  fol- 
lowing- program: 

Dvorak 
Scherzo,       Finale. 

Scena  edAria  (La  Traviata)  -  -  -       Verdi 


Sonata  in  G  (piano  and  violin) 
Allegro,       Larghetto, 


Murmuring  Zephyrs 
Barchetta 
Romance,  Op.  44 
La  Papilion 
March  in  D  flat 

Hindoo  Song 

Legende 

Hungarian  Dance 
2d  Mazurka 
Berceuse 

A  Red,  Red  Rose 
Two  Eyes  ot  Brown 
Midsummer  Dreams 
Husheen 


Jensen-Niemann 

Nevin 

Rubinstein 

Lavallee 

HoUcender 

Bemberg 

"Wieniawski 

Behr 

Wieniawski 

Godard-Moses 

Hastings 

Hawley 

d'Hardelot 

Needham 


Theyoz^;7?«/ had  this  to  say  of  the  perform- 
ers: 

Miss  Kreider's  first  number,  Scena  ed  Aria, 
from  La  Traviata,  by  Verdi,  vi^as  most  brilliantly 
rendered,  and  she  was  obliged  to  respond  with 
an  encore.  In  her  interpretation  of  her  group  of 
songs,  she  was  most  delightful,  and  her  singing- 
was  of  that  charm  which  is  always  greatly  ap- 
preciated by  her  audiences. 

Misses  Harvey  and  Garner  made  their  first 
appearance  last  night,  and  both  were  enthusi- 
astically received.  Miss  Harvey  has  g-ood  tech- 
nic,  and  this,  combined  with  much  musical  tem- 
perament, makes  her  playing  thoroughly  enjoya- 
ble. Each  of  her  numbers  was  given  with  much 
finish.  Miss  Garner's  vi'olin  playing  was  also 
thoroughly  enjo3'ed.  She  has  g-reat  tone  and 
teclinic  and  plays  with  g-reat  ease.  Her  numbers 
were  rendered  in  a  most  artistic  manner.  The 
next  appearance  of  Misses  Harvey  and  Garner 
will  be  looked  forward  to  with  much  interest. 
The  accompanist  may  do  much  toward  mar- 
ring a  vocal  number,  but  as  played  by  Mr.  F.  L. 
Slead  last  evening,  they  added  much  to  the 
beauty  of  the  program. 

The  Latin  room  has  been  treated  to  a  coat  of 
g-reen  paint,  hence  the  students  of  this  dead  lan- 
g-uage  have  something-  fresh  to  revive  them  in 
case  they  become  too  much  absorbed  in  the  dusty 
past. 


COLIvEOE    GREETINOS. 


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THE  SENIORS'  MORNING. 

E.    GERTRUDE    TANNER,  '02. 


Tuesday  morning-,  Oct.  29tli.  the  seniors 
made  their  formal  entrance  into  chapel,  but  it 
occasioned  no  surprise,  as  this  is  a  college  cus- 
tom for  all  the  classes. 

The  class  inarched  to  their  regular  chapel 
seats  in  silence,  then  sang  their  class  song,  Miss 
Musgrove  as  pianist.  After  the  "Gloria"  and 
"Creed,"  the  exercises  were  conducted  by  the 
senior  class.  Miss  Tanner,  class  president,  pre- 
siding. 

Following  the  singing  of  hymn  140  by  the 
school  and  the  reading-  of  the  lesson.  Psalm  91, 
by  Miss  Achenbach,  Miss  Tanner  led  in  prayer, 
then  gave  a  short  address.  The  members  of  the 
class  looked  serious,  indeed,  in  their  plain  black- 
skirts,  white  waists  and  black  ties,  the  sombre 
effect  relieved  only  by  a  red  carnation — the  class 
flower.  Much  surprise  was  occasioned,  however, 
when  the  town  members  were  seen  departing  at 
noon,  wearing  mortar-board  caps. 

P^oUowing  is  the  address  and  song; 

ADDRESS. 

"All  are  architects  of  fate. 

Working  in  these  walls  of  time. 
Some  w  ith  massive  deeds  and  great. 

Some  with  ornaments  of  rhyme. 

Nothipg  useless  is,  or  low. 

Each  thing  in  its  place  is  best. 
And  what  seems  but  idle  show 

Strengthens  and  supports  the  rest." 

These  verses,  by  Longfellow,  are  as  true  of 
our  college  life  as  they  are  of  our  after  life.  Each 
has  a  place  to  fill  and  a  work  to  do,  whether  as 
an  individual  or  in  a  class.  There  are  no  front 
seats  of  distinction,  except  for  individual  excel- 
lence, and  even  then,  if  each  tries  his  best,  though 
he  may  not  excel,  we  are  told  that  nothing  use- 
less is,  or  low,  and  he  may  be,  all  unconsciously, 
bearing  a  very  important  part  in  the  life  of  the 
community,  or  even  a  nation. 

Who  can  greatly  add  to,  or  take  from,  the 
joys  and  sorrows  of  the  happy-go-lucky  fresh- 
man? They  are  as  inseparably  a  part  of  his  be- 
ing" a  freshman  as  the  earth  is  a  part  of  the  great 
universe.  The  freshman  has  his  part  to  play  in 
the  g'  reat  scheme,  and  none  other  can  do  that 
work. 

Who  would  miss  being  a  sof)homore? — the 
betwixt  and  the  between  class — that  is  too  large 
to  play  like  the  freshies,  and  not  quite  old 
enough  to  be  juniors?  The  transition  state  of 
the  sophs  is  made  endurable  by  the  fact  that 
their  senior  sisters  extend  to  them,  especially,  a 
hand  of  sympathy   and  protection — a    protection 


that  ceases  not  until  they  are  safely  installed 
into  junior  ranks:  yet,  no  college  could  exist 
without  its  sophomore  class.  It  has  its  place  to 
fill,  its  special  work  to  do. 

No  one  who  has  ever  been  a  junior  can  doubt 
but  he  has  a  very  large  part  to  play,  and  he  feels 
that  that  part  recjuires  footlights  and  scenery. 
This  is  right.  It  is  the  hereditary  right  of  jun- 
iors to  enjoy,  to  the  utmost,  all  that  college  life 
can  offer  of  harmless  pleasure.  There  it  is;  the 
class  man  can  cultivate  the  social  side  of  his  na- 
ture, less  hindered  by  responsibilities  and  con- 
ventionalities; yet,  he,  too,  has  his  own  part  to 
perform,  and  none  can  do  his  work  for  him. 
Each  in  his  place  is  best. 

The  seniors!  Ah,  who  can  define  the  place 
of  the  seniors?  Surely,  not  we  who  are  yet  on 
the  very  threshold  of  our  senior  year.  The  du- 
ties aud  pleasures,  nearly  all  the  experiences,  are 
yet  in  anticipation.  That  there  is  a  grave  re- 
sponsibility, we  are  all  aware,  but  our  desire  and 
purpose  is  to  encourage  and  to  enjoy  all  that  is 
best  and  most  pleasing,  both  within  our  own 
borders  and  with  our  sister  classes.  We  hope  to 
maintain  the  standard  of  excellence  in  work  that 
has  been  perfected  in  previous  vears,  and  even, 
as  it  is  our  privilege,  to  plant  it  a  trifle  higher. 
To  us,  the  remembrance  of  our  senior  year  will 
ever  bring  with  it  the  dear  old  colors,  crimson 
and  white.  It  caused  us  no  little  concern  to  note 
the  effect  that  red  produces  upon  Dr.  Mclntyre. 
It  is  not  our  intention,  by  holding  to  the  crimson 
and  white,  carried  from  our  college  infancy,  or 
even  our  desire,  that  we  should  produce  such  a 
pugulistic  upon  our  fellow-students. 

Crimson,  to  us,  symbolizes  hospitality,  good 
will  and  that  fervency  of  spirit  that  should  ac- 
tuate all  in  the  pursuit  of  wisdom.  This  united 
with  the  white,  the  emblem  of  purity  and  peace, 
give,  in  a  nutshell,  the  life  and  the  spirit  ot  the 
class  of  1902. 

SENIOR    SONG. 
(Tune.  Marching  Through  Georgia.! 
Here's  to  dear  old  1902 
The  class  of  spirit,  too; 
Never  great  to  make  a  bra;?. 
But  always  strong  to  do 
We're  the  class  to  keep  our  colors 
Ever  floating  true. 
While  we're  students  in  colors. 

Chorus:— Hurrah!    Hurrah! 

We  wear  the  red  and  white. 

Hurrah!    Hurrah! 
We're  here  to  make  a  flght, 
Tho'  we  do  not  boast  so  loud 
We'll  surely  be  all  right. 
While  we  are  Seniors  in  College. 

We  believe  in  honor 
And  true  dignity,  with  work. 
Yet  will  flght  for  1902 
Until  the  end  of  earth. 
And  of  Senior  glory 
There  will  never  be  a  dearth. 
While  we  are  students  in  the  college. 
Choruj:— 


l(X'^ 


COLLEOE   Greetings. 


COLLEGE     NOTES. 


Bertha  Hening'er  spent  several  days  at  her 
home  ill  Decatur  this  past  month. 

Alice  Pavey,  of  Mt.  Vernon,  who  attended 
the  I.  W.  C.  last  year  is  in  the  city. 

Bertha  Todd  was  called  to  her  home  at  Ler- 
na,  111.,  on  Nov.  '^.  by  the  serious  illness  of  her 
uncle. 

Dr.  Harker  has  been  absent  for  the  past 
week  in  the  interest  of  the  Collej^e.  He  returned 
last  Friday  uig'lit. 

Miss  Austin  yave  a  short  but  very  interest- 
ing' talk  in  chapel  Tuesday-  morninjr  on.  '-The 
Boer  Prisoners  at  Bermuda." 

A  little  daughter,  Alma  Almeda,  came  to  the 
home  of  Mrs.  Almeda  Merrill  Blodget,  '90,  Sep- 
tember 9,  1901,  at  Brighton,  111. 

Many  readers  of  the  Greetings  will  be  inter- 
ested as  well  to  know  that  a  wee  lady,  Harriett 
Lvnn,  has  been  making  merry  the  home  of  Mrs. 
Blanche  Massie  Towles,  '93. 

Alice  Wadsworth  entertained  the  freshman 
class  at  her  home  Wednesday  afternoon,  Nov.  6. 
After  a  most  delightful  hour  spent  in  games,  a 
dainty  luncheon  was  served. 

Prof.  Harold  W.  Johnson,  of  Indiana  Uni- 
versity, visited  the  college  Monday,  Nov.  11.  The 
Cicero  girls  trembled  for  fear  he  might  remain 
till     Tuesdav  morning-  and  visit  the  Cicero  class. 

The  stanch  old  "yellow  and  blue"  is  g-radu- 
ally  coming'  to  the  front  in  physical  as  well  as 
mental  training.  We  have  lately  org'anized  an 
athletic  association  with  Amy  Facht  as  presi- 
dent, Ethel  Read  vice-president.  Annie  White 
secretary,  Uorcas  Kirby  treasurer  and  Lenore 
Brahm  reporter. 

The  School  of  Elocution  has  experienced  the 
pleasures  of  moving;  and  is  now  located  in  the 
'•Lurton  House."  The  large  parlor  on  the  first 
floor  has  been  fitted  up  tor  tlie  school,  and  a  bet- 
ter choice  could  not  have  been  made  under  the 
e.xisting  conditions.  A  platform  has  been  put 
in  the  south  end  of  the'rooin,  and  the  windows 
back  of  it  darkened,  to  give  good  effect  for  the 
practice  of  platform  work.  The  room  is  large 
enough  to  accomodate  the  students  for  private 
recitals,  which  will  be  given  once  everv  two  or 
three  sveeks. 


Teacher — "If  there  were  no  limit  to  chemical 
combination,  how  far  would  this  destruction  go?" 

Miss  E.  Sophomore — •■Why  we'd  be  destruct- 
ed  off  the  earth! 

'■Senior  and  Junior,  where  might  j-ou  be?" 
"At  file  library,  sir,  some  notes  to  prepare. "- 
'■Senior  and  Junior,  whom  did  you  see"? 
■■An  I.  C.  man,  sir,  with    long'  football  hair." 

Olive  and  Edith  Phillippi  g'ave  a  marshmal- 
low  toasting  to  fifteen  of  the  girls  Saturday 
evening',  Nov.  9.  Those  present  from  town  were 
Anna  Stevenson, Minnie  and  Inez  Hackebv,  Ethel 
Wylder  and  Bess  Mathers. 

The  first  tennis  tournament  was  pla3'ed  Fri- 
day afternoon,  Nov.  15.  The  players  in  the  first 
count  were  Mabel  Mills  and  Edith  Phillippi. 
against  Nell  White  and  Meda  Jockisch.  The 
score  6  to  3  in  favor  of  Misses  Phillippi  and 
Mills. 

The  students  of  the  Junior  Preparatory-  de- 
partment organized  the  ■■Young  Girls'  Literarv 
Society,"  Oct.  28.  The  object  of  the  society 
is  mutual  improvement.  Topics  are  assigned  to 
each  member  by  the  officers,  upon  which  the}' 
prepare  papers  to  be  read  before  the  societv. 
The  motto  of  the  society  is,  '■Persevere  and  Con- 
quer all  Thing's."  At  the  business  meeting'  Lou- 
ise Osborne,  Edna  Pratt,  and  Marg'aret  Eng'lish 
were  elected  officers. 


AN   OPEN   CONFESSION. 
Teacher  searching  Rossetti's    Poems — ■•Well 
that    bell  g'ot  ahead  of  me  in  ■Love's  Bower',  but 
it  was'nt  the  first  time." 


WITH    THE    SENIORS. 
In  Psychology — The  class  had   been   discuss- 
ing' the  culture    of  the    imagination    through  the 
formation  of  ideals,  when    the    teacher   suddenly 
asked  a  girl    in    the  second  row:     '■Miss  F.  have 

you  an  ideal "     She   g'ot   no    farther   for    the 

girls  in  the  front  row  turned  with  one  accord  to 
Miss  F.  with: — ■'Is  he  light  or  dark?"  Since  that 
recitation  the  subject  of  •■Ideals"  has  been  stu- 
diously avoided  by  members  of  the  psvchologv 
class — in  the  class  room.  Which  was  it  Miss  F. 
refused  to  "embrace"  in  literature?  The  subjects 
under  discussion  were  "Thompsou"  and  the 
••Romance  Period." 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS.    " 


VOL.   V 


JACKSONVILLE,   ILL,   DECEMBER,  1901. 


NO.  4 


A    DIFFUSED   CHRISTMAS. 


'I  HE  Settlement  was  to  have  a  new  resident. 
JL  This  was  the  third  student  sent  to  them 
from  the  state  university  tor  a  five  month's 
residence  according"  to  the  provisions  of  the  schol- 
arship provided  by  some  public  spirited  citizen 
of  the  university  town  interested  in  the  collegfe 
settlement  idea 

The  first  two  had  been  men.  but  this  latest 
winner  of  the  scholarship  was  a  g'irl.  She  had 
made  a  remarkable  average  in  economics  and 
now  she  was  to  see  something"  of  social  conditions 
from  the  practical  side. 

They  welcomed  her  to  the  Settlement  in  the 
large  generous  spirit  one  instantly  feels  to  per- 
vade all  such  communities.but  they  were  all  busy 
people,  each  intent  on  his  own  inquiries  alter 
truth. 

She  had  a  topic  assig"ned  her  for  special 
studv.it  had  something"  to  do  with  the  conditions 
of  child  life  in  factories,  but  whatever  the  topic 
was  is  no  matter.  It  was  pursued  with  the  same 
faithfulness  the  girl  had  shown  in  her  text  book- 
work  and  the  report  of  it  can  be  found  to  this  day 
ill  the  department  records  of  her  university.  But 
this  is  all  about  the  girl,  herself. 

It  was  a  strange  experience  to  be  disassoci- 
ated from  all  that  she  had  ever  known — the  pro- 
tecting" influence  of  home,  the  inspiring"  atmos- 
phere of  college  life — and  suddenly  set  down  in 
the  midst  of  the  struggling"  poor. 

The  subjects  of  her  study  were  not  tar  to 
seek.  She  found  them  swarming"  about  the 
street  and  the  free  play-ground  of  the  Settle- 
ment was  full  of  them. 

The  first  child  met  her  with  the  frank  in- 
quiry. '  Say.  what's  yer  name?" 

••M}'  name."  smiled  the  girl  back  at  him  "is 
Feliciana  Sewell." 

•'Whatevever  did  thev  name  vou  that  for," 
said  the  boy,  and  then,  "what  do  you  do?" 

"Do?     Oh,  study  and  g"o  to  school." 

"But  what  do  you  do  to  get  monev?"  he  per- 
sisted. 

"1  don't  do  anything  to  get  it.  I  just  have  it." 


He  opened  his  eyes  wide  at  that  and  eyed  her 
doubtfully,  then  he  said,  "Say,  did  you  ever  have 
all  you  wanted  to  eat?  I  did  once.  It  was  last 
summer  when  a  lot  of  us  kids  went  to  a  place 
away  off— oh,  ever  so  far.  We  had  milk  to  drink, 
just  all  we  could  hold,  and  meat — every  meal — 
yes!  sir.  just  you  think  ot  that— meat — every 
meal.  I  tell  you  what  I'm  g"oing  to  do  when  I 
get  to  be  a  man.  I'm  goings  rig"ht  back  to  that 
place  and  take  my  mother  and  all  my  brothers 
and  sisters  and  just  stay  always." 

A  little  crowd  had  collected  about  and  one 
after  another  chimed  in  to  tell  something  of  that 
wonderful  week  in  the  country.  The  new  resi- 
d.-nt  listened  to  it  all  with  a  strange  sinking"  of 
t!ie  heart,  She  had  never  realized  before  that 
there  could  be  children  whose  hunger  went  un- 
satisfied day  after  day  like  this. 

Her  first  impulse  was  to  turn  her  pockets  in- 
side out  and  let  them  share  her  month's  allow- 
ance, but  one  of  the  articles  of  the  faith  she  had 
been  taug"ht  was  that  the  poor  are  not  to  be  pau- 
perized by  indiscriminate  g"iving".  The  desire  to 
do  so,  though,  was  still  strong  within  her  atter 
she  had  left  them  and  come  back  to  the  Settle- 
ment. 

Her  fellow-workers  met  her  at  the  tea-table 
full  of  wholesome  strength  and  cheer,  but  at 
sight  of  the  well  spread  table  she  burst  into  tears 
and  hastily  withdrew. 

■'She  will  not  find  it  so  hard  tomorrow,"  said 
the  head  worker, with  the  tranqnility  of  deep.still 
water,  in  her  voice,  "the  first  plunge  is  the  diffi- 
cult part  of  it.  If  I  am  not  much  mistaken,  we 
have  a  brave  and  vigorous  personality  ablv  added 
to  us." 

And  the  "tomorrow"  was  easier,  though  day 
by  day  as  the  range  of  her  research  widened  the 
new  resident  saw  more  of  the  privation  and  suf- 
fering of  the  child  life  in  the  Settlement  district. 

The  report  which  she  was  preparing  for  the 
university  was  progressing  and  showed  a  keen 
intelligence  was  back  of  much  close  observation 
and  careful  collecting  of  statistics.  The  months 
passed  sooner  than  she  had  thought  tliej'  could 
and  the  last  of  December  came  when  she  was  to 
go  back  to  the    university. 


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COLLEOE    Greetings. 


No  one  knew  just  exactly  liow  it  happened. 
It  was  not  altogether  in  accord  with  the  spirit  of 
a  social  settlement,  which  is  first  of  all  not  an  in- 
corporated charity,  but  one  day  the  district  was 
flooded  with  a  host  of  invitations,  which  ran  like 
this: 

My  Dear  Little  Friend; — 

You  are  invited  to  bring'  all  your  little  broth- 
ers and  sisters  and  come  to  Fielders'  warehouse 
promptly  at  twelve  o'clock  on  Christmas  day  to 
meet  a  few  of  my  fi  lends."  Santa  Claus. 

There  had  never  been  such  a  stir  known  in 
the  Settlement  district,  not  even  when  the  great 
strike  of  '14  had  its  storm  center  there.  It  was 
full  of  mystery.  Not  even  Miss  Sewell,  to  wliom 
the  notes  were  shown  every  hour  of  the  day, 
as  she  went  about  ariiong-  the  children,  appeared 
to  know  anything  about  it.  Indeed,  she  had  re- 
ceived no  invitation,  and  when  that  became 
known  one  f)Ov  volunteered  to  let  her  have  his 
card  and  stav  at  home  himself — it  was  the  boy 
who  had  asked  her  if  she  had  ever  had  enough 
to  eat.  That  touched  her  more  than  anything 
had  ever  done,  but  she  smiled  down  at  him  and 
said  that  she  would  g"o  without  an  invitation. 

It  was  a  white  Christmas  in  all  its  splendor. 
The  old  warehouse  fronting-  on  the  wharf  had  a 
bough  of  Christmas  green  fastened  over  its 
great  hasped  door.but  it  was  securely  locked  and 
gave  no  other  token  of  the  mj'steries  that  had 
gone  on  inside  for  days  beforehand. 

The  hands  of  the  clock  were  within  half  a 
minute  of  twelve — a  quarter  of  a  minute!  and 
then  there  came  a  rumbling  and  the  ponderous 
door  slid  clear.  On  the  instant  from  somewhere 
deep  within  came  a  burst  of  melody  and  many 
voices  joining'  in, 

"While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  at 
night, 
All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down 
And  glory  shone  around." 

The  awed  and  eager  children  pressed  on  in 
where  the  tables  in  white  shininglengths  awaited 
them,  and  such  tables! 

In  all  their  starved  lives  they  had  never 
dreamed  of  abundance  and  richness  like  this,  for 
Santa  Claus  had  spread  a  real  Christmas  dinner 
with  turkeys,  brown  and  smoking  hot  and  every- 
thing that  accompanies  them.  But  for  one  brief 
moment  they  forgot  the  dinner,  for  in  the  center 
of  the  vast  wareroom.  cleared  for  the  purpose, 
stood  a  marvelous    tree.     It   twinkled   with    the 


radiance  of  scores  tiny  wax  tapers,  and  its  green 
boughs  were  hung  with  all  manner  of  Christmas 
toys  and  dolls,  and  bobsleds  and  things  that 
bring- joy  to  the  hearts  of  children  the  whole  wide 
world  around. 

Oh!  it  was  a  wonderful  festival,  and  Miss 
Sewell  was  there,  and  helped  take  down  the 
thing's  from  the  tree  with  her  own  hands  and  no- 
body forbade  her  doing  it.  though  she  came  willi- 
an  invitation. 

It  was  late  in  the  afternoon  when  the  last 
joyous  straggler  had  departed  and  the  warehouse 
was  in  hands  quickly  restoring  it  to  its  wonted 
channel  of  trade. 

In  the  high,  serene  atmosphere  of  the  Settle- 
ment, a  little  group  of  residents  were  seeing 
Miss  Sewell  off  on  her  homeward  journev. 

"You  will  think  of  us  some  times."  the  head 
worker  was  saving  with  an  eager,  almost  yearn- 
ing tenderness  of  tone,  "will  you  not.  and  3'(iu 
u'///  come  back? 

"Oh.  whv  do  vou  doubt  it,"  broke  in  theg'irl, 
impatientlv. 

"Does  the  accident  of  my  money  make  me 
an)'  different  from  you?  I  never  lived  until  to- 
day— those  children ." 

Her  voice  lost  itself  in  tears  at  the  mere  re- 
call of  so  much  joy  diffused  by  one  act  of  sacri- 
fice on  the  part  of  herself  and  her  college  friends. 

From  somewhere  down  the  street  came  float- 
ing up  a  fragrant  of  the  Christmas  song',  and  the 
words  rang'  out  clear, 

"The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down. 
And  glor}'  shone  around." 


AN    INCIDENT. 

[A  letter  from  Dr.  DeMotte,  of  Indianapolis, 
contains  the  following'  incident.] 

"The  death  of  Dr.  Gillett  recalls  an  incident 
illustrative  of  his  characteristic  generosity.  He- 
never  could  have  a  good  thing — even  a  friend  or 
an  associate  without  wishing'  to  share  the  pleas- 
ure and  advantage  with  others. 

One  cold  morning,  in  the  winter  of  1868,  my 
first  year  in  charge  of  what  is  now  Illinois  Wom- 
an's College,  just  as  we  were  going-  into  tlie 
chapel  I  noticed  three  young  men  coming-  up  the 
walk.  Meeting  them  at  the  door  I  found  the 
leader  was  Dr.  Gillett,  who  introduced  me  to  his 
companions.:  the  first,  one  of  the  finest  specimens 


COLLEGE   OREETINGS. 


13/ 


of  manhood — six  feet  tall  and  perfectly  pro- 
portioned— William  Reynolds  of  Peoria,  and  the 
other,  a  low,  short  necked, broad  shouldered  man 
with  a  wealth  ot  black  hair,  Dwight  S.  Moody  of 
Chicago — contrasts  in  every  particular. 

After  g-reeting-s  I  invited  them  to  take  part 
in  our  chapel  exercises,  with  the  expression, 
"Will  you  please  designate  the  leader." 

I  heard  Dr.  Gillett  say,  "O,  I'm  at  home 
here,  one  of  you  must  be  it." 

Moody  said:  "Not  I!  The  thought  of  fac- 
ing- all  these  young  women  is  frightful.  You're 
the  man,  Reynolds — go  on,  go  on." 

And  so  Mr.  Reynolds  read,  offering  some  re- 
luarks,  and  prayed,  and  we  all  sang,  and  the  oc- 
casion passed. 

All  three  men  after  astonishing  records  in 
most  honorable  and  exalted  spheres  of  activity 
have  gone  to  their  reward.  No  doubt  some  oth- 
ers besides  myself  remain  to  recall  the  incident, 
and  to  feel  the  influence  of  contact  with  such 
men. 


FRENCH  CORRESPONDENCE. 


Ecole  Normale  d'Institutrices,  Orleans. 
My  Dear  Ella; — 

Since  long  I  have  the  intent  to  write  to  you, 
I  wished  to  tell  you  how  happy  and  honored  I 
have  been  of  you  writing  to  me. 

I  have  not  make  the  lesser  object  in  my  cor- 
respondant,  for  T  estimate  that  is  me  who  earn 
at  this  change. 

Then,  I  thank  you  very  much  for  your  lovely 
letter. 

I  am  verv  glad  to  know  that  you  are  alike  me 
in  several  respects  and  particularly  in  the  anti- 
pathv  for  mathematics  and  our  name,  and  there- 
fore trace  it  with  a  great  pleasure  this  name  of 
little  French  sister  that  you  fain  gnve  me,  and,  at 
this  title,  I  accept  the  promise  of  informations 
that  you  did  make  to  me. 

I  have  learnt  with  a  true  grief  that  your 
nrother  was  seriously  ill.  I  wish,  my  dear  Ella, 
that  she  be  soon  cured.  I  hope  for  her  a  quick 
and  happy  cure  for  I  wish  of  all  my  heart  that 
vou  be  uneasy  and  that  you  may  go  in  Paris  the 
next  year.  I  know  not  the  differents  countries 
of  France  so  well  \'ou  know  the  American,  but  I 
hope  that  I  can  show  you  the  capital  into  her  de- 
tails. 

You  ask  me  for  information  on   my  vacances 


de  Paques."  This  vacation  is  in  the  month  of 
April  or  at  end  of  March;  it  is  of  15  days.  I 
have  passed  it  in  Paris  in  my  home  with  my  par- 
ents and  my  sisters  that  I  love  more  at  each  va- 
cation because  I  know  best  the  sweetness  of 
home. 

One  of  my  comrade  asked  me  for  I  address 
to  you  for  procuring  her  with  a  correspondant. 
She  was  very  serious  and  effectionate,  but  as  she 
have  not  learnt  English  before  being  at  normal 
school,  she  have  not  had  a  correspondant  the 
first  time  of  my  writing  to  you.  I  hope,  Miss 
Ella,  that  you  can  give  her  a  correspondant,  and 
I  thank  you  before  for  that. 

I  believe,  my  dear  Ella,  that  you  will  forgive 
my  long-  silence.  I  have  little  time  and  near  this 
short  English  letter  I  write  another  to  you  in 
f^rench. 

I  thank  you  for  the  first  lovely  letter  and  the 
title  of  little  French  sister.  T  love  you  almost  as 
a    elder    sister.     If  you  will  permit  me  1  kiss  you 

of  all  me  heart. 

Your  French  Sister, 

Helene  Virolland. 

[The  foregoing  letter  in  English  was  one  from 
the  pupils  in  a  school  at  Orleans,  France,  for  the 
training-  of  teachers.  The  correspondence  was 
arranged  last  year  and  the  letters  are  alternate- 
ly in  French  and  English.  The  following  is 
translated  from  the  French.] 
a     a     <s» 

Orleans,  Nov.  4.  1901. 
Mr  Very  Dear  Besse: — 

Many  thanks  tor  your  kind  letter.  I  thank 
you  also  for  your  Buffalo  letter  paper.  It  was 
an  agreeable  surprise  to  me. 

We  have  had  five  days  of  vacation  lately  for 
the  attraction  of  LaToursaint.  In  France  every 
year  we  have  a  holiday  in  that  occasion.  This 
day  of  LaToursaint  is  the  dajf  of  the  dead.  It 
there  is  a  religious  observance,  which  deserves 
to  be  remembered  forever  through  the  flight  oi 
generations  and  ag-es.  it  is  the  memory  of  the 
dead. 

For  this  memorial  da}^  even  the  pale  autumn 
sun  refuses  to  shine.  Beneath  skies  grey  and 
sad,  which  make  our  spirits  mournful,  we  went 
about  through  the  cemeteries,  these  places. where 
sleep  forever  in  perfect  equality  young  and  old, 
poor  and  rich.  Outside  the  ground  in  Sunday 
dress  go  back  and  fourth  in  the  streets,  pensire 
scarcely  uttering  a  sound,  to  carrv  in  honor  of 
their  beloved  dead,  the  offering  of    their  pravers. 


nz 


CoLivEOE    Greetings. 


to  place  upon  the  tombs  flowers  to  decorate  them, 
nothing  would  trouble  the  quiet  of  llie  city  if  it 
were  not  for  the  rumbling'  of  the  carriages, or  the 
far-away  sound  of  some  church  bell. 

Near  the  cemeteries  are  women  selling"  fu- 
neral ornaments.  Sliivering  there  in  the  cold, 
offering  their  wares  to  visitors,  crowns  of  immor- 
telles and  of  moss,  chr3'santhemums  in  bouquets 
or  in  pots,  marg'uerites  which  await  the  pious 
hand  that  will  take  them. 

We  have  a  very  larg'e,  admirably  situated, 
cemetery, Through  its  entire  leng'th  in  the  middle 
is  a  broad  passage  bordered  by  small  fir  trees. 

1.  think  the  new  monuments  have  an  appear- 
ance less  sad  than  those  which  have  suffered  Ihe 
inclemency  of  seasons.  This  fresh  whiteness  of 
the  new  ones  casts  a  less  morose  and  funeral  tone. 

I  came  back  from  my  walk  in  the  cemetey 
convinced  that  the  remembrance  of  the  dead  is 
not  an  idle  expression  in  Orleans. 

The  care  of  the  cemeteries  leaves  nothing  to 
be  desired,  and  the  poorest  graves  are  beautiful 
in  the  wealth  of  flowers.  It  is  a  tradition  that 
does  honor  to  our  inhabitants.  This  is  the  man- 
ner in  which  I  passed  La  Toursaint,  tliat  is  to 
say  tlie  first  of  November  at  Orleans. 

But  it  is  the  same  throughout  France.  Is  it 
like  this  in  America? 

You  know,  perhaps,  that  we  have  had  a  con- 
flict with  Turkey.  The  ambassador  who  was  at 
Paris  has  returned  home  and  we  have  recalled 
our  minister,  who  was  in  Turkey.  Perhaps  we 
shall  have  war,  a  thing  not  to  be  desired. 

You  say  you  are  preparing-  for  an  entertain- 
ment. We, too, are  preparing-  for  one  for  the  first 
of  December.  That  will  be  the  festival  of  St. 
Catherine,  They  say  in  France  that  when  a 
young  woman  is  more  than  twenty-five  y.ears  old 
and  unmarried  that  "She  has  combed  St.  Cath- 
erine's hair."  St.  Catherine  is  the  patron  saint 
of  old  maids. 

To  this  festival  come  all  the  teachers  in  the 
Department  of  Loiret.  That  means  we  will  have 
many  people  here,  so  we  are  doing  our  best.  I 
will  send  vou  a  program  when  it  is  arrang-ed. 

We  are  having-  beautiful  weather  for  the  sea- 
son. It  is  not  very  cold  yet.  Today  the  sun  is 
shining  beautifully. 

Dear  Besse,  during  our  third  year  at  normal 
school,  we  take  a  number  of  trips  to  important 
places.  We  have  had  a  very  pleasant  trip  lately. 
We  went  to  Versailles,  close  to  Paris,  It  is 
about  thirty  leagues  from  Orleans,  Versailles  is 
,a  city  about  as  large  as  Orleans,  which  has  sixty 


thousand  inhabitants.  But  what  is  remarkable, 
there  is  a  magnificant  chateau,  with  a  large  park. 
It  was  in  this  chateau  that  all  our  g-reat  kings 
lived.  Then  they  were  close  to  Paris,  It  was 
there  also  that  all  the  great  political  events  of 
the  French  revolution  took  place  in  1789.  They 
say  Paris,  but  it's  Versailles.  At  Versailles  lived 
the  kings,  Louis  XII,  Louis  XIV,  Louis  XVI  and 
our  great  Geineral  Napoleon.  So  this  visit  was 
very  interesting  to  us. 

The  apartments  of  the  kings  are  fine.  We 
saw  the  sleeping  room  where  Queen  Victoria 
slept  during  her  visit  to  France  long  ago. 

One  may  see  here  also  large  and  magnificent 
pictures,  fine,  works  of  art,  statues  and  sculp- 
ture of  ever\'  kind.  I  have  seen  man}-  clia- 
teaus,  but  none  so  grand  as  this.  The  thing  that 
gives  it  its  greatest  charm,  however,  is  the  his- 
torical memories  attached  to  it.  I  hope  our  other 
trips  this  year  will  be  as  interesting. 

Our  autumn  evenings  are  very  pleasant,  even 
if  they  are  a  little  cool.  With  autumn  come  the 
chestnuts.  It  is  a  pleasure  for  -me  to  roast  chest- 
nuts in  the  evening  when  the  family  is  together. 
Do  you  eat  chestnuts  in  America?  In  France  in 
winter  at  the  street  corners  you  see  chestnut 
venders  with  little  stoves  containing  bits  of  char- 
coal, even  this  is  a  place  in  which  the  chestnuts 
are  kept  roasting. 

Little  children  as  they  pass  g-o  to  buv  of  the 
chestnut  sellers  one  or  two  sous  worth. 

Before  our  school  a  chestnut  man  with  a  lit- 
tle cart  passes  every  day.  He  sing-s  a  little  song 
to  attract  his  patrons.  It  is  very  funny.  Here 
it  is; — 

They  are  warm! 

They  are  warm! 

Thev  are  warm! 

That  is  whv  I  sell  them  to  vou. 

The  beautiful  chestnuts  of  Lyons. 
Come  pretty  g'irls. 
Come  to  my  standi  [nuts. 

The  handsome  boys  will  pay  for  your  chest- 

This  time  I  must  leave  you.  lor  the  bell  is 
ringing  for  dinner. 

Good  night,  my  dear  Besse,  I  send  vou  all  mv 
love  and  a  g-ood  kiss. 

From  your  little  French  friend, 

Alberte  J.\nvier. 
To  Besse  Harker, 

Among-  the  pitfalls  in  our  wa^' 
The  best  of  us  walk  blindlv; 
So,  man,  be  warv,  watch  and   prav 
And  judge  your  brother  kindly. 

— Alice  Carey. 


College  Greetings. 


^5.^ 


THE    SPIRIT   OF   THE   TEACUPS. 


HE  clever  g-irl  was  giving-   v^'liat    the    otliers 

called  one  of  her  "flashlights."     She  could 

take  off    people  exceedingly  well    and    she 

did  it  at  the  most  unexected  moments, sometimes 

even  in  their  very  presence. 

This  time  it  happened  to  be  one  of  the  teach- 
ers who  had  come  in  when  the  year  was  half  over 
— ;i  trving  time  to  enter  for  even  the  most  ex- 
perienced in  the  ways  of  boarding-school  life.  She 
was  a  wdinan  of  admirable  characteristics,  but 
she  li;id  an  odd  fashion  of  staring-  absent-mind- 
edlv  about  her  and  then  with  a  little  start  sud- 
denly coming  to  a  realization  of  her  surroundings. 
T'.ie  thing"  was  very  slij;ht  in  itself,  but  as  a 
habit  it  ivas  noticeable  and  lent  itself  to  carica- 
ture in  a  way  that  the  tea-drinkers  were  all 
shouting.      It  certainly  was  very  clever. 

"Dear,  me!"  sighed  one  of  the  girls,  envious- 
ly, when  the  laughter  had  somewhat  subsided, 
•if    I    had  vour  talent.  I  would  go  on  the  stage." 

"To  make  your  living  by  holding  up  the 
weaknesses  of  mankind  to  ridicule?"  inquired  a 
girl  who  so  seldom  said  anything-  at  all  that  the 
rest  all  stared  at  her,  now. 

"Go  on."  said  the  hostess,  passing  her  the 
lemon  wafers  by  way  of  encouragement. 

"I  don't  know  that  I  should  have  said  it  that 
way,"  she  added  with  a  sort  of  appeal  to  the 
clever  girl. 

"You  do  those  things  wonderfully  well.  I 
launched   until  1  cried    the    morning  Miss 


failed  to  show  up  at  recitation  and  you  conduct- 
ed it  for  her.  If  I  had  not  seen  you,  [  wou'd 
have  sworn  that  was  her  voice — you  had  caughl 
her  tricks  of  speech,  her  gestures  even,  and  the 
way  she  has  of  lifting-  her  eyebrows,  but — well! 
do  vou  know,  it  kind  of  hurt  me.  She  has  been 
very  good  to  me  all  term.  You  know  I  got  be- 
hind the  week  I  was  called  home  and  if  it  hadn't 
been  for  help,  I  never  would  have  made  two  of 
those  grades.  She  is  peculiar,  I  know,  but — oh, 
well,  I  wish  you  woulo  i.t  make  me  laugh  at  her, 
that's  all." 

"I  know  just  how  3'ou  felt,''  hastily  spoke 
up  another  girl,  "she  h;id  been  helping  me  over 
some  hard  places  just  about  that  time.  I  don't 
know  just  how  it  came  up,  but  in  one  of  the  talks 
we  had  she  told  me  of  the  things  she  had  gone 
through  to  fit  herself  for  her  woi  Ic.  It  did  me 
more  good  than  any  sermon  I  ever  listened  to.  I 
have  never  thought  of  her  eccentricities  since, 
but  only  o.  ..v.i  i^^u. .»,_,." 


"But,"  protested  the  clever  girl,  "don't  Car- 
lyle  say,  'There  are  things  in  the  world  to  be 
laughed  at?'" 

"And  there  are,"  said  the  hostess.  "Laugh 
at  the  selfishness,  the  baseness,  all  the  ignoble 
traits  in  human  nature,  but  let's  spare  tlie  mis- 
fortunes— yes,  and  the  harmless  weaknesses  ot 
the  really  good." 

"To  be  downright  honest,"  spoke  up  another 
girl,  "I  always  quake  a  little,  not  knowing- bow 
soon  after  mj'  back  is  turned,  you  are  going  to 
'do  me  up'  for  the  general  amusement." 

"Honest?"  cried  the  clever  girl  in  amaze- 
ment. 

"Yes,  honest!  We  all  have  foibles  of  some 
sort  or  other.  I'm  not  free  from  them,  of  course, 
and  you  are  awfully  quick  to  see  the    ridiculous." 

"Then  you  think  I'm  like  the  Frenchwoman 
who  says,  herself,  'My  friend  fell  ill,  and  I 
attended  him — he  died  and  I  dissected  him,'" 
and  the  eyes  of  the  clever  girl  were  larger  and 
brighter  than  usual. 

"What  do  yoii  think  about  it?"  gently  in- 
quired the  hostess. 

"That  you  are  giving  me  about  the  bitterest 

tea  I  have  ever  had  to  drink   in   this   room,  yet." 

"But  if  it  is  wholesome,"  persisted  the  hostess. 

"Then  I  will  drink  it,"  came  the  prompt  re- 
sponse with  the  fascinating  smile  that  made  the 
clever  girl  so  adored. 

e     e     e 

THE  IRREPRESSIBLE  FACUI_TY. 

Lady  Principal: — "Now  I  am  especially  in. 
terested  in  'The  man  from  Glengarry.'"  (Broad 
smiles  on  the  first  row.) 

French  Teacher,  who  has  been  talking  of 
marriages  in  France: — "This  subject  is  to  me 
most  interesting."     (Smiles.) 

"O,  I  referred  to  what  I  am  going  to  say." 

Senior  Bible  Class: — Teacher.  "Is  any  men- 
tion made  of  the  appearance  of  angels  at  the  as- 
sension?"  Senior,  (hesitating)  "Why — yes — 
I  believe  there  was — yes — I  am  sure  there  was. 
They  were  in  the  burning  bush." 

Every  one  has  heard  the  old  adage  of  walls 
having  ears,  also  of  little  pitchers  being  posessed 
of  the  same.  The  juniors — yes,  and  the  seniors, 
too,  think  these  ears  must  belong  to  the  jack- 
rabbit  family. 


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Woman's  College  during  the 

College  Year.  I      THANKSGIVING    DAY   AT  THE 

'  COLLEGE. 

DELLA  DIMMITT  "se  editor.  

GRACE  HARMON,  '02.  1  :   ^T"^^'^ 

HETTIE  ANDERSON,  "02.     |  *ssoi,i7iTE  editors.  r^|    jj^^jg  jg  always   one    distinctly    American 

CORINNE  MUSGROVE,  "02,  musical  editor.  JL      Home  Day,  and  that  is  Thanksg-iviug-  Day. 

The  uninterested  might  think,  in  so  large 
a  place  as  the  college,  and  among  so  many  peo- 
ple, representatives  of  as  many  different  homes, 
there  could  be  little  real  Home  feeling':  but  they 
think  this  because  they  do  not  know. 

The  very  happiest  and  best  holiday  of  the 
entire  vear,  vi'hich  we  celebr-ite  at  school,  is  our 
big  Thanksgiving'  Da\'.  With  the  usual  kind- 
ness and  love  prompting  them.  Dr.  and  Mrs. 
Harker  arranged  for  the  gratification  of  every 
want  for  their  "girls."  After  attendance  at 
Brooklyn  M.  E.  church,  a  half  hour  was  spent 
by  the  faculty  in  meeting'  the  specially  incited 
guests;  and  by  the  girls  in  pleasant  anticipati^m 
of  what  was  to  follow  the  ringing  of  the  dinner 
bell.  The  tables  of  Dr.  Harker,  Miss  Austin, 
and  Miss  Cole  being'  arranged  for  the  town 
guests  and  faculty,  the  young  ladies  were  car- 
ed for  by  their  senior  sisters. 

As  is  the  usual  Thanksgiving'  custom,  the 
following'  grace  was  sung: 

Be  present  at  our  table.  Lord, 
Be  here  and  everywhere  adored: 
Thv  creatures  bless,  and  g'rant  that  we 
May  feast  in  paradise  with  Thee. 

Then  followed  an  elaborate  course  dinner; 
we  simply  give  the  menu,  leaving'  you  to  imagine 
the  enjoyment  of  the  same. 

MENU. 


EDITORIAL. 


IT  was  fitting  that  the  first  public  announce- 
ment of  the  good  fortune  come  to  the  Col- 
lege should  have  been  made  on  Thanksgiv- 
ing' da}'.  Some  out  of  town  friend  who  desires 
his  name  withheld  has  remembered  its  need  by  a 
gift  of  five  thousand  dollars,  the  largest  single 
gift  the  institution  has  yet  received  in  all  its 
history. 

Five  other  friends  have  since  then  given  one 
thousand  dollars  each,  thereby  securing'  oue-fifth 
of  the  amount  necessary  for  the  erection  of  the 
new  building  which  President  Harker  has  all 
along  had  as  the  objective  point  in  his  plans  for 
the  College. 

It  is  his  hope  that  the  generositv  of  these  six 
doners  may  stimulate  others  to  give,  and  that 
the  building'  may  be  undertaken  in  the  spring'. 

The  news  of  these  latest  contributions,  which 
have  caused  such  rejoicing  here,  has  received 
g'eneral  announcement  through  the  church  papers 
everywhere,  and  one  pleasing  thing  in  connec- 
tion with  it  has  been  the  spirit  of  friendliness 
evinced  toward  the  institution.  The  New  York 
Christian  Advocate  in  noting  the  gifts  added 
that  "No  Colleg'e  in  the  country  has  made  more 
remarkable  progress  in  the  last  few  3'ears,'"  and 
the  other  organsof  our  church  without  exception, 
have  had  equally  commendatory  thing's  to  say. 


Clear  Soup 
Roast  Turkev  Potato  Chips 

Jelly 

Celery  Olives  Pickles 

Cranberrv  Frappe 

Oyster  Patties 

Chicken  Salad  Wafers 

Dates 

Ice  Cream  Cake 

Nuts 

Bonbons         Raisins 

,  Coffee 

This  was  succeeded    bv    a    verv    bri^;lit  little 


College  Greetings. 


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speech  by  our  loyal  friend,  Judge  Whitlock,  wlio 
introduced  in  a  happy  manner,  the  toast-master 
of  the  occasion,  Dr.  T.  J.  Ritner.  Judge  Whit- 
lock has  been  for  some  years  the  toast-master 
upon  these  occasions,  and  it  was  with  a  feeling 
of  keen  regret  and  personal  sorrow  that  we  noted 
his  frail  figure  and  heard  the  weakened  tones  of 
his  voice. 

Dr.  Pitner's  remarks  were  characteristic  of 
the  good-will  and  benevolence  he  has  ever  exer- 
cised toward  his  fellowmen,  and  could  not  be  bet- 
ter described  than  repeating'  the  quotation  on 
the  menu  card: 

•■It  is  wliat  we  do  tor  others  tliat  brings  to 
us  at  last  the  cup  of  tlianksgiving." 

Miss  Neville  responded  to  the  toast.  Thanks- 
giving. Her  remarks  were  g'iveii  in  such  plea.^- 
ing-  form,  her  manner  so  sincere,  and  the  g'eiieral 
impression  upon  her  hearers  was  such  that  they 
responded  involuntarily  to  the  sentiment  ex- 
pressed in  her  quotation; 

"In  the  songs  of  life,  in  the  lives  of  men, 
We  harvest  the  toils  of  our  years,  and  them 
We  wait  at  the  gate  of  the  king's  highway. 
For  the    dawn    of    our    Soul's    Thanksgiving' 
Day". 

Miss  Stewart  was  called  to  respond  to  ■  Our 
Girls."  She  had  a  difficult  task  with  the  eyes 
of  a  hundred  girls  upon  her,  but  she  succeeded 
with  wit  and  wisdom,  and  found  the  Girl  to  be: 

"A  creature  not  too  bright  nor  good 

For  human  natures's  daily  fooo; 

For  transient  sorrows,  simple  wiles. 

Praise,  blame,  love,  kisses,  tears  and  smiles." 

The  sentiments  of  the  g'irls  about  "Our  Fac- 
ult}',  "  were  voiced  by  Genevieve  Capps,  '04. 

"Yours  is  a  noble  art — 
To  trace  truth's  pictures 
On  the  yielding  heart." 

After  a  few  serious  remarks,  she  closed  with 
a  well  worded  rhyme  dealing'  with  the  frailties 
and  excellencies  of  each  member  of  the  faculty. 

Dr.  Harker  then  talked  "Our  College,"  with 
the  theme, 

"So  much  to  do  that  is  not  yet  beg'un. 
So  much  to  hope  that  we  cannot  see. 
So  much  to  win,  so  man}'  thing's  to  be." 

Both  with  plain  facts  and  with  pleasantrj'  he 
eug'nged  the  attention,  until  he  had  led  his  hear- 
ers up  to  a  greater  height  where  they  could  see 
with    him    the    already    great    realities    and    the 


greater  possibilities  that  are  in  store  for  our 
Colleg-e. 

In  the  evening  an  entertainment  was 
g'iven  in  the  chapel,  the  character  of  which  was 
both  "magic  and  phonog'raphic." 

Thus  ended  our  Thanksgiving  of  1901. 


SOCIETIES. 


On  Monday  evening.  Dec.  9,  the  Belles  Let- 
tres  and  Sigma  Pi  societies  met  in  the  chapel  of 
the  Woman's  College  and  held  a  union  meeting'. 
The  interesting'  fact  that  tlie  Sigma  Pi  and 
Belles  Lettres  were  united  in  matrimony  was  re- 
ferred to,  and  the  Sigma  Pi  Bible  cited  as  an  au- 
thority. A  message  {?)  from  President  R  )0se- 
velt  was  read,  cong'ratulatiug  the  societies  upon 
tlieir  great  and  prosperous  careers.  The  follow- 
ing' program  was  given: 

PROGRAM. 


Piano  solo — Chopin  waltz ....  Nina  Irene  Mitchell 

Declamation — The  Murder  of  Lovejoy 

Bradford  Sturtevant 

Recitation— Bud  Zant's  Mail 

.Lillian  Ruth    McCullough 

Oration — The  Man  of    Character 

Lawrence   Elmer  Stone 

Song's — Three  Roses  Red,  Gipsv  Jnhn 

Paul  Wilbur  Wemple 

Recess — 

Essay — Short  Story . .  Egerton  Layfayette  Crispin 

Essay — From  Seven  to  twenty-seven 

Beulah  Pearl  Dyer 

Readings — The  Spinster  Thurber's Carpet .  . 

Minnie  Elma  Huckeby 

Extemporaneous    Speech — Lawrence    N.   Wylder 
Whistling  Duet — Ada    Florence  Tunison,  Estelle 

Read  Tunison. 


THE    PHI   NU   ENTERTAINMENT. 


Mondav  evening,  November  25th,  a  very 
novel  entertainment  was  g'iven  in  the  College 
chapel  by  the  Phi  Nu's.  As  the  society  numbers 
nearly  seventy-five  members,  and  as  each  mem- 
ber represented  a  character,  it  was  no  small  un- 
dertaking to  arrange  both  characters  and  cos- 
tumes sufficient  to  meet  the  demand.  The  pro- 
gram presented  an  extravanganza  of  Mother  and 
Father    Goose,  and  was  one  of  the  most   success- 


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College   Greetings. 


ful  evening's  ever  g"iveii  by  this  enterprising'  soci- 
ety. The  program  as  given  below  was  under  the 
management  of  Miss  Cole. 

PROGRAM. 


PART  I. 

•Ding  Dong  Bell'— Duet 
Pantomime — Jack  and  Jill. 
Little  Bo  Peep— Solo. 
Tableau,x— Theft  of    Tarts  of   the    Queen  of 

Hearts. 
Little  Miss  Muffett— Solo. 
Pantomime — Bachelor  Buying  a  Wife. 

Music — Edna  B.  Line  and  Mable  Barlow. 

PART  II. 

Father  Goose  and  Family  in  Verse  and  Song. 
Music — Mable  Barlow. 

PART  III. 

Grand  Procession  ot  Relatives  and    Friends, 
reviewed  bv  Mother  and  Father  Goose. 
Song. 
Finis. 


The  election  of  officers  for  the  ensuing  term 
took  place  Tuesday,  Dec,  10,  with  the  following 
result: 

President,  Grace  Harmon. 

Vice-President,  Gertrude  Tanner. 

Recording  Secretary,  Jessie  Achenbach. 

Corresponding'  Secretary,  Genevieve  Capps. 

Treasurer,  Nannie  Myers. 

Prosecuting'  Attorney,  Elder  Wylder. 

Critic,  Besse  Harker. 

Librarian,  Ella  Blackburn. 

Assistant  Librarian,  Lutie  Martin 

Chorister,  Corinne  Musgrove. 

Ushers,  Lula  May  Taylor,  Anna  White. 


ELOCUTION  NOTES, 

A  private  recital  was  given  by  the  seniors  in 
the  elocution  hall  on  Wednesday,  Dec,  4.  As  it 
was  an"original,"the  young  ladies  will  remember 
the  ordeal  for  some  time,  although  the  work  pre- 
sented was  especially  good,  and  showed  a  grati- 
fying' improvement. 

The  first  public  recital  was  given  by  advanc- 
ed pupils  in  the  College  chapel,  Wednesday,  Dec. 
11,  at  4:15  p.  m.      Below  is  the  program. 

PROGRAM. 


The  Second  Trial — Kellogg. .  .   .Anna  Stevenson 
The   Lady  and  the  Burglar — Werner 


Minnie  Huckeby 

The  Village  Mystery— Harbour Ethel  Wilder 

Befo'  the  Pa'ty — Dunbar ..Sara  Davis 

Authority  Resumes  Its  Sway — Hugo 

Jessie  Achenbach 

Bud  Zunts — Werner Lillian  McCullough 

a  Her  Little  Bov — Anon. 

/;  Tommv's  First  Smoke — Anon.    .Maude  Moore. 
Watchin'  the  Sparkin' — Brooks  Ethel  Read. 

The  passing  of  Olaf  Guldmar — Correlli .... 

Stella  Shutf. 


ART    EXHIBIT. 


The  regular  term  exhibit  of  the  school  of 
Fine  Arts  was  held  in  the  CoUeg'e  reception  room 
on  Friday  and  Saturday,  Dec.  13th  and  i4th.  A 
review  of  the  work  will  appear  in  the  ne.xt  num- 
ber of  the  Greetings. 


SOCIAL, 


SENIOR-SOPHOMORE  PARTY. 


Saturday  evening',  the  14th,  was  the  occasion 
of  an  entertainment  given  by  the  senior  class  in 
honor  of  the  sopliomores.  At  eight  o'clock  the 
guests  begun  to  assemble  and  were  hospitably  re- 
ceived by  the  seniors,  together  with  the  class- 
officer.  Miss  Cole,  In  a  short  time  the  gymnas- 
ium, the  scene  of  the  festivities  resounded  with 
merriment,  which  made  the  g'irls  up  stairs  wish 
that  they  could  take  a  peep,  A  little  later  a  can- 
dy-pull was  indulged  in,  and  when  the  candj'  was 
ready  to  be  consumed,  some  of  the  girls  were 
suffering  from  blistered  hands,  A  number  of 
musical  selections         contributed       to        the 

pleasure  ot  the  evening.  After  a  "grand 
march  "  in  which  nearly  all  present  took  part,  the 
merry  party  broke  up  with  a  pleasant  farewell, 
all  hastened  home  to  eat  the  remainder  of  the 
candy  and  to  enjoy  sweet  slumber. 

The  afternoon  of  the  last  Saturday  in  No- 
vember, was  pleasantU'  spent  by  the  alumna  at 
the  College,  The  hours  were  from  three  to  five. 
The  reception  room  had  been  decorated  for 
the  occasion  in  the  college  colors — yellow  and 
blue.  From  the  chandaliers  depended  strands 
of  the  intertwined  colors  and  in  the  windows  and 
on    the    mantel    were    massed    aoroeous  yellow 


CoLLEOE  Greetings. 


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clir3'sautheiTiiiiiis.  The  same  blended  tints  were 
in  tlie  refreshments  which  were  more  elaborate 
than  last  \ear,  and  served  b}'  members  of  the  in- 
coming class. 

Mrs.  Ella  McDonald  Brackett,  '80;  Nellie 
Schiireman,  '88,  and  Anna  Bronc-on,  '92  were  the 
ones  who  had  this  part  of  the  affair  in  hand. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harker  received  with  the 
officers  of  the  association,  namely,  Mrs.  Lucy 
Dimmitt  Kolp,  '88,  Mrs.  Eliza  Trotter  Caldwell, 
'54,  Frances  Melton, '94, Grace  Ward, '95  and  Mary 
Huntley,  '98  with  Mrs.  Belle  Short  Lambert,  '73, 
Mrs.  t-~erilda  Se\'mour  Rawlings,  Annie  Hinrich- 
sen,  '97  and  ]Mrs.  Alice  Wight  Hall,  assisting  in 
entertaining-. 

The  number  in  attendance  was  large  and  the 
occasion  such  an  enjoyable  one  that  it  was  sug- 
gested that  next  year's  reception  be  given  in  the 
evening'  and  each  alumna  be  given  the  privilege 
of  inviting  a  o-uest. 


In  the  evening  of  the  same  day  Miss  Austin, 
the  lady  principal,  received  the  faculty,  the  home 
students  and  her  out-in-town  friends  to  the  num- 
ber of  one-hundred  and  fifty,  in  honor  of  her 
brother,  Prof.  Frank  M.  Austin,  of  the  faculty 
of  Illinois  Wesleyan  Universitv.  Prof.  Austin 
has  had  wide  experience  as  a  teacher,  having' 
served  in  that  capacity  at  the  Ohio  Wesleyan, 
and  for  the  two  vears  previous  to  his  coming'  to 
Bloomington  did  graduate  work  at  Johns  Hop- 
kins. He  is,  moreover,  a  delightful  personality, 
whom  j\liss  Austin's  friends  were  happy  to  meet. 
The  enjoyment  of  the  evening  was  increased  by 
the  little  informal  program  in  the  chapel,  with 
music  from  Miss  Kreider,  Miss  Garner  and  Miss 
Harvey,  and  readings  from  Miss  Cole  and  Miss 
Elizabeth  Winterbottom.  Light  refreshments 
were  served  and  the  guests  dispersed,  owing  one 
more  debt  to  the  charming  courtesy  of  our  lady 
principal. 


The  Wednesday  before  Christmas  was  a  gala 
day  in  spite  of  tests  and  the  hurry  incident  to 
the  last  days  of  the  term.  At  Miss  Johnson's 
and  Miss  Taylor's  table  a  tree  of  holly  and  a 
Christmas  salutation  above  proclaimed  that  time 
had  been  seized  by  the  forelock.  It  was  laden 
with  divers  and  strange  gifts,  the  law  having 
been  laid  down  that  none  were  to  e.xceed  ten 
cents  in  price. 


At  Miss  Neville's  table  tiny  red  stockings 
filled  with  tinier  gifts  were  hung  on  the  backs  of 
the  chairs. 

The  freshman  class  having  come  in- 
to possession  of  tifty  cents  through  the  fines — one 
penny  each — levied  on  all  members  who  mention- 
ed going  home,  had  a  chafing  dish  party  in  Miss 
Ludwig's  room,  with  three  guests,  making  six 
at  each  table.  If  you  do  not  know  the  powers 
of  extension  contained  in  fifty  cents,  ask  any 
freshman  and  she  will  tell  you  how  many  baskets 
of  fragments  there  were  left. 


ALL  ABOUT  WILLIAM. 


All  College  girls,  past  and  present,  have  a 
warm  spot  in  their  hearts  for  •■William,"  that 
humble  individual  whose  sphere  is  so  important 
that  when  trunks  are  to  be  taken  up  to  the  third 
story  or  the  north-'west  rooms  are  at  freezing 
point,  it  quite  overshadows  that  of  the  president 
himself.  The  last  night  before  school  closed, 
just  after  chapel  service,  William  was  summoned 
to  '-fix  the  clock."  To  prevent  his  escape,  Irene 
Kinue  and  Lula  Jackson  were  stationed  at  the 
doors  and  the  lights  were  turned  out.  Presently 
in  he  came  with  his  step  ladder  on  his  shoulder 
and  when  he  was  half  way  across  the  room,  the  . 
lights  were  suddenly  flashed  on  and  he  found 
himself  in  the  midst  of  the  whole  College,  while 
President  Harker  proceeded  to  make  a  speech, 
"all  about  William."  It  recounted  his  faithful- 
ness and  unfailing'  good  nature,  but  it  v^-ent  on 
to  state  that  the  girls  thought  he  needed  "watch 
ing-,"  then  in  the  name  of  the  faculty  and  stu- 
dents he  presented  him  with  a  beautiful  gold 
watch,  inscribed  to  "William  Patterson." 

He  was  quite  overcome  for  a  minute  or  two. 
then  rose  to  the  occasion  in  a  way  that  was 
worthy  of  any  one,  and  advancing  to  the  plat- 
form, cap  in  hand,  made  a  bow  and  thanked 
them  in  words  of  g'ratitude  for  the  kindness  that 
had  promped  the  generous  deed. 


Thursday,  the  19,  was  Albert  Harker's  birth- 
day and  he  celebrated  by  inviting  all  the  "small 
fry"  in  Miss  Patterson's  room  to  partake  of  his 
birthday  cake,  a  tine  frosted  affair  which 
twinkled  with  exactly  seven  candles — may  they 
grow  in  number. 


M_i. 


CoivLEOE    Greetings. 


CCLLEGE  NOTES. 


Two  private  recitals  have  been  given  this 
montli,  December  5th  and  12th. 

Miss  Kreider  and  several  of  the  music  pupils 
went  to  Spring-field  to  hear    Nordica. 

Mrs.  Delia  Wood  Duckies,  '93.  welcomed  a 
little  daughter  into  her  home  Dec.  16th. 

Blanche  N.  Williams  ''>9,  of  Pittsfield  was 
the  guest  of  Miss  Cole.  Dec,  12th  and  13th. 

Miss  Austin,  Miss  Neville  and  Miss  Ludwig, 
are  spending  a  quiet  vacation  at  the  College. 

Flosse  Howell  of  last  year's  class  stopped 
off  to  see  Besse  Harker  on  lier  way  to  Ouinc\'. 

Mrs.  Eleanor  Arenz  Hussey,  '92.  is  the  moth- 
er of  a  second  son,  Harry,  born  earlv  in  Decem- 
l)er. 

Alice  Briggs  has  gone  home  with  her  room- 
mate. Opal  Farmer  of  Palmvra  for  the  Christmas 
tide. 

A  freshman  is  responsible  for  the  informa- 
tion that  even  an  animal  can  prey  (pray)  for  its 
food. 

Kdith  Starr  and  Mable  Curtis  of  last  year's 
class  visited  at  the  college  shortly  after  Thanks- 
giving'. 

Hettie  Anderson  and  Bertha  Todd  spent 
Thanksgiving-  with  Lela  Alford  at  her  home  near 
Franklin. 

The  chemistr}'  class  is  very  successful  in 
breaking-  apparatus  and  spilling  acids.  Call  on 
them  for  anything  in  their  line. 

Eva  Magill  Davenport,  '9.3,  was  married  to 
William  Gillham  the  evening  before  Thanks- 
giving at  her  home  in  this  city. 

Nellie  Frances  Poe,  '99  and  Wilbur  Tudor  were 
united  in  marriag'e  Thanksg-iviug"  night  at  the 
home  of  the  bride  in  Homer.  111. 

Some  one  of  a  benevolent  turn  of    mind  mav 

give, as  a  Christmas  present, to  Miss  B ,a  nice, 

new  game,  suitable  for  playing  at  the  table, 

Hedivig  L.  Wildi  '01  is  to  spent  the  remain- 
der of  the  winter  in  soutliern  California,  and 
Mary  Helm  is  alreadv  in  the  sunny  south,  at  Mar- 
tin, AVest  Va, 

The  Belles  Lettres  will  give  their  play.  --A 
Bachelor's   Romance,"   on   Januarv   20th,       The 


girls  are  working  hard  to  surpass  all  previous 
dramatic  records. 

Bertha  Heminger  and  Miss  Hyde,  both  stu- 
dents of  the  College  of  Music,  were  oblig-ed  to 
leave  school  before  the  term  closed,  on  account 
of  serious  trouble  with  their  eyes.  They  hope 
to  return  after  the  holidays, 

Gertrude  Cleary.  Student  I,  W.  C,  in  '97  and 
'98  was  married  on  Thursday  evening. Dec,  12.  to 
Edward  R.  Stevenson  at  her  home,  the  "Maples." 
five  miles  west  of  .Jacksonville.  A  number  of 
town  people  were  in  attendance. 

Nelle  White  has  been  ill  at  Passavaut  hospital, 
her  mother  having  been  sent  for:  but  she  improv- 
ed sufficient!}'  to  be  takeh  to  her  home  in 
Weatherford.  Tex..  Dec  7th.  We  hope  to  have 
her  with  us  again  after  the  holidays. 

Winifred  Townsend.  of  the  class  of  '95.  as- 
sisted by  her  sister.  Miss  Faerie  Townsend,  and 
local  talent,  gave  an  entertainment  the  night 
following-  Thanksgiving,  in  Centenary  church, 
which  drew  a  good  house  and.elicited  much  fav- 
orable comment. 

The  entertainment  of  Father  and  r^Iother 
Goose  given  by  the  Phi  Nu's  netted  the  society 
in  the  neighborhood  of  one-hundred  dollars.  Both 
societies  are  anticipating-  the  day  when  they 
shall  own  halls  of  their  own  and  are  steadily  add- 
ing to  their  bank  account  for  that  purpose. 

Miss  Garner  entertained  John  Kolp  at  din- 
ner one  evening'  lately.  He  was  sustained  in  the 
ordeal  of  having-  such  a  number  of  the  g-irls'  eyes 
upon  him  by  Albert  Harker.  In  the  course  of 
the  meal  Albert  remarked  that  he  was  seven 
years  old,  John  said  he  was  eight,  Catherine 
Yates  said  she  was  ten,  and  Miss  Garner  said 
she  was  sixteen.  Albert  opened  his  eyes  verv 
wide  at  that  and  exclaimed,  "Why,  you  mean 
sixty,  don't  you?  " 

Mv,  what's  g-oing-  to  happen,  exclaimed  the 
I,  W.  C,  girls,  as  they  entered  chapel,  Wednesday 
morning-.  Dec.  18,  But  all  found  out  when,  after 
the  regular  chapel  exercises,  Dr.  Harker  an- 
nounced the  glee  club  would  entertain  us  a  short 
time.  The  first  number  was  a  solo  bv  Alpha 
Midkifif,  after  which  the  g'lee  club  rendered  in  a 
very  pleasing"  manner,  "The  23d  Psalm."  Of 
course — as  they  deserved  to  be — they  were  encor- 
ed. The  closing"  number  was  a  duet  by  ^liss 
Kreider  and  Miss  Rogers.  Dr.  Harker  asked 
that  the  club  visit  chapel  oftener  after  Christ- 
mas, an  invitation  we  all  seconded. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


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VOL.   V 


JACKSONVILLE,    ILL,  JANUARY,    1902. 


NO.  5 


MY  CUPS  AND  SAUCERS. 


KN  do  not  usually  make  collections  like 
this  one  of  mine.  They  gather  other 
.^^  kinds  of  souvenirs.  But  this  one  be- 
g-an  one  night  a  year  ago  when  I 
went  to  Princeton  LTniversity  to  speak  early  in 
the  evening-  to  the  students'  prayer  meeting,  and 
later  to  the  graduates'  club;  talking-  to  the  first 
group  about  Him  of  Nazareth,  and  to  the 
second  about  poetry  and  poverty,  but  thinking- 
:ill  the  time  of  Him. 

Here  I  saw  the  china  bearing-  the  Prince- 
ton seal  in  orange  and  black.  Some  of  my  far- 
off  ancestors  must  have  been  collectors  of  college 
china,  and  the  appetite  must  have  slumbered  for 
long-  generations,  only  to  break  out  in  me  with  all 
the  accumulated  force  of  the  years  in  which  it  was 
inactive.  Anyhow,  a  beautiful  Princeton  cup 
and  saucer  became  the  first  of  my  collection. 

Drinking-  tea  from  a  cup  like  this  is  serious 
business,  not  to  be  undertaken  in  the  gay  and 
light-hearted  fashion  in  which  one  takes  a  cup  of 
afternoon  tea  at  a  social  function.  F^or  more 
than  a  century  and  a  half,  Princeton  has  been 
devoted  to  a  conservative  but  vigorous  theology, 
a  lofty  type  of  scholarship,  high  ideals  of  per- 
sonal character,  and  an  intense  patriotism.  Im- 
mortal names  rise  to  one's  memor\'  as  he  muses 
over  this  teacup — Witherspoon.  Benjamin  Rt:sh, 
and  McCosh,  to  name  no  others. 

Kor  many  weeks  this  cup  stood  alone,  and 
the  collection  made  no  prog-ress,  but  one  day  at 
Windsor,  in  sig-ht  of  the  towers  of  Eton,  I  tound 
a  companion  bearing-  tlie  coat  of  arms  of  that 
famous  old  English  school  for  boys.  A  few  days 
later  Cambridge  offered  another  /ipportunit}', 
and  I  knew  then  tliat  the  appetite  had  obtained 
tull  possession.  So,  within  the  next  few  weeks, 
1  added  to  my  collection  pieces  trom  Edinburg-, 
Glasgow,  Rugby,  Oxford  and  Winchester,  and  at 
last  my  precious  but  inexpensive  possessions 
came  with  me  over  the  sea  to  join  that  lone  cup 
from  New  Jersev.  When  the  one  from  Glasgow 
was  put  alongside  the  one  from  Princeton,  it  was 
as    if  those    two    universities    were    broujrht    to- 


gether ag-ain  as  they  had  been  in  1S60,  when 
James  McCosh  came  across. 

The  custom  house  officer  smiled  a  strang-e, 
sig-nificant  smile  when  this  queen's  ware  was 
mentioned  to  him.  as  thoug-h  its  owner  must  be 
doubly  daft — first,  to  have  such  things,  and,  sec- 
ond, to  mention  them.  But  here  they  all  stand 
together  now.  reminding-  one  of  many  thing-s. 

England's  schools  have  made  mighty  contri- 
butions to  our  own  educational  history,  its  meth- 
ods and  its  ideals.  It  has  not  been  an  unmixed 
gain  for  us  that  Germany  has  g-ained  such  as- 
cendancy in  recent  vears.  Our  roots  are  struck 
in  Eng-lish  soil.  The  greatest  school  stories 
ever  known  to  American  students  came  with 
their  inspiration  across  the  sea  from  Rugby  and 
Oxford.  Mr.  Hughes  found  himself  a  well-known 
man  in  America,  though  it  always  seemed  to  us 
that  his  real  name  was  Tom  Brown.  We  do  not 
forget  how  these  schools  have  aimed  to  produce 
men.  The  scholarship  of  the  English  schools  is 
depreciated  by  some,  but  the  manhood  produced 
in  them  is  beyond  question.  Arnold  used  to  say 
that  the  end  of  the  training  was  to  create  men 
with  "the  inquiring  love  of  truth  and  the  de- 
voted love  of  goodness."  Somehow,  that  looks 
much  larger  than  simply  the  right  and  spirit  of 
free  inquiry,  upon  which  so  much  emphasis  is 
now  laid,  as  though  research  were  the  only  thing 
in  education;  or  the  assertion  of  the  need  of  re- 
ligion in  schools,  as  though  this  alone  would 
answer.  Looking  at  the  Rugby  seal,  one  cannot 
help  repeating-  the  noble  words  used  in  "Tom 
Brown's  School  Days  "  about  Arnold,  and  his  in- 
fluence in  creating-  moral  thoughtfulness  and  the 
conviction  that  life  is  a  whole  and  cannot  be  cut 
up  into  slices.  Unconsciously  one  finds  himself 
repeating-  Matthew  Arnold's  poem,  "Rugby  Chap- 
el," which  is  the  son's  tribute  to  the  father.  It 
is  a  serious  thing-,  this  Rugby  matter. 

On  a  dark  blue  shield  are  three  crowns  and 
an  open  book,  upon  the  face  ol  which  are  Latin 
words  which  mean,  "The  Lord  is  my  Light." 
Almost  a  thousand  years  of  history  lie  behind 
this  Oxford  seal.  One  can  understand  the  vision 
of  Gladstone  lifting-  his  old  hands  toward  Oxford 
and  crying-  out   passionately.  "I  love  her!     I  love 


H^ 


COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


her!"  One  thinks  of  this  motto  when  he  stands 
in  Lincoln  College,  in  the  Holy  Club  rooms  where 
Wesley  and  his  companions  met  for  prayer  and 
study,  and  from  which  they  went  to  do  g-ood  to 
the  poor  and  needy.  Involuntarily  one  repeats 
the  words,  "The  Lord  is  my  Lig'ht,"  when  he 
sees  Herkomer's  radiant  portrait  of  Liddon  in 
Christ-church  College  hall.  For  did  not  Liddon 
deliver  the  immortal  lectures  on  "The  Divinity 
of  Our  Lord?"  And  did  he  not  find  out  the  truth 
of  the  university's  motto  for  himself?  It  was  a 
strange  and  seemed  an  entirely  false  note  that 
we  heard  in  Manchester  College,  Oxford,  when 
one  of  the  professors  presented  the  Unitarian 
view  of  Jesus  Christ.  That  heresy  does  not  be- 
long to  Oxford,  nor  anywhere  else,  that  I  can  see. 
Anyhow.  I  do  not  find  any  of  it  in  my  beautiful 
Oxford  cup.  with  its  memories  of  the  Holy  Club, 
of  Liddon  dead,  and  Gore  living. 

It  is  not  possible  for  me  to  speak  of  these 
two  Scotch  cups  and  saucers.  That  is  a  story 
all  by  itself — a  story  of  the  rarest  love  for  educa- 
tion, the  bravest  struggles  against  poverty  and 
hardship  ever  seen  in  this  old  world.  Drum- 
tochty.  Domsie  and  George  Howe  are  all  in  that 
story.  There  is  one  other.  It  is  not  a  colleg'e 
cup  at  all,  but  it  has  its  coat  of  arms  and  motto. 
A  grav-haired  woman  g"ave  it  to  me.  The}'  called 
her  "Brigadier."  and  she  was  in  charge  of  a  Sal- 
vation Army  home  for  inebriate  women.  She 
looked  as  if  she  had  taken  her  part  of  the  hard- 
ships like  a  good  soldier  of  Jesus  Christ.  She 
made  us  think  of  Lord  Roberts — "Blue-lig'ht 
Bobs."  She  gave  me  this  cup.  witli  its  swords, 
its  flaming  circle  and  triumphant  crown,  and  its 
motto,  "Blood  and  fire."  Idid  not  set  out  to  g-et 
this  one.  I  was  only  looking  for  college  cups. 
There  was  no  suggestion  of  quadrangle  or  ivy- 
grown  hall  at  that  inebriates'  home.  Trinity 
and  St.  John's  and  Oriel  seemed  far  away  that 
day;  they  seemed  too  far  away.  At  Toynbee 
Hall,  the  relation  seemed  truer.  Still,  this  cup 
belongs  with  the  rest.  The  college  cups  v^'ould 
not  be  complete  without  it,  and  it  alone  would 
not  make  a  collection.  The  blood  and  fire,  the 
passionate  devotion  of  the  Salvation  Army,  would 
all  gain  immensely  in  power  to  help  and  bless 
humanity  if  enriched  with  the  "sweetness  and 
light."  the  wisdom  and  truth,  the  learning  and 
life,  represented  by  these  other  beautiful  cups. 
And  the  power  of  school  and  college,  their  influ- 
ence in  transforming  the  face  of  the  world,  their 
true  service  to  mankind,  can  onlv  be  fullv  secured 


by  the  infusion  of  scholarship  and  learning  with 
the  spirit  expressed  in  the  motto,  "Blood  and 
fire."  For  this  is  not  an  easy  world  for  the  true 
son  ot  the  university.  So  the  cups  stand  together. 
and  I  must  drink  from  them  all.  —  [By  permission 
of  The  Christian  Advocate. 
New  York. 


THE   UNWRITTEN   LAWS  OF 
COURTESY. 


No  doubt  3'ou  have  all  read  numerous  books 
on  etiquette,  which  told  you  wliat  to  do  and  when 
to  do  it.  It  is  not  my  intention,  however,  to  give 
any  formal  laws,  but  to  emphasize  a  few  of  tlie 
underlying  principles  of  right  human  relations. 
We  cannot  help  but  notice  the  superficial  man- 
ners ot  the  French,  the  assumed  chivalry  of  the 
German,  and.  often,  the  borrowed  finery  of  the 
American.  True  courtesy  is  neVer  prompted  by 
the  desire  to  produce  an  effect. 

A  germ  of  refinement  is,  witliout  exception, 
to  be  found  in  every  person,  and  is  developed  ac- 
cording to  environment.  Contact  with  others  is 
the  great  leveler  of  narrow  tlioughts  and  selfish 
actions.  By  association  comes  responsibilitv; 
responsibility  is  the  key-note  of  noble  effort; 
the  outward  expression  of  effort  is  service. 
and  true  service  implies  love.  Our  lives  are  usu- 
ally divided  into  two  parts — home  life  and  con- 
tact with  the  world.  Love  should  be  the  all-per- 
vading principle  of  home  life,  for 

"There  is  beauty  all  around  when  there's  love  at  home: 
There  is  Joy  in  every  sound  when  there's  love  at  home; 
Peace  and  plenty  here  abide,  shining  sweetly  on  every  side: 
Time  doth  softly,  sweetly  glide  when  there's  love  at  home  " 

To  make  others  happy  and  contented,  to 
reconcile  one  phase  of  lite  to  another,  means  the 
putting  aside  of  selfish  purposes.  We  care  little 
for  the  person  who  saves  his  graciousness  to  be 
used  outside  of  the  home,  whose  one  object  in 
life  is  to  be  made  happy  rather  than  to  make 
happy.  This"  condition  is  obtained  only  by  ac- 
quiring' the  habit  of  right  living';  in  fact,  bv  see- 
ing two  sides  to  the  stor^-  of  life — our  own  and 
the  other  person's.  Kiplingsays  "To  see  things 
as  they  are.  is  the  greatest  art."  Matthew  Arnold 
confirms  this  idea  when  he  writes  of  Grecian 
culture;  the  Greeks  always  saw  the  exact  situa- 
tion, and  then  represented  it  in  Literature.  Art 
and  Life.     The  same  law  mav  be  applied    to    the 


College  Greetings. 


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individual;  aud  it  is  true  it  is  tlie  duty  of  every 
person  to  see  his  own  life  clearly;  to  view  his  op- 
portunities of  usefulness  and  to  make  the  most 
of  every  chance  for  service,  be  it  ever  so  small. 
This  principle  applies  not  only  to  the  home,  but 
to  one's  attitude  towards  rhe  world  in  general. 

When  we  leave  home,  responsibility  has  not 
ceased;  if  has  only  just  bej,run.  We  must  carry 
with  us  the  ideas  of  rig'ht  livin^r  and  put  them 
into  practice.  Our  friends  and  classmates  are 
many  times  influenced  by  our  actions.  This 
bring's  new  responsibility  and  added  power.  We 
are  awakened  when  we  feel  that  some  one  is  de- 
pending' on  us  for  an  inspiration.  Here,  again, 
we  find  that  consideration  for  others  prompts  us 
to  earnest  living-  and  earnest  effort,  and  when 
this  consideration  is  present  there  is  no  roc'm  left 
for  thoughts  of  selfish  gain.  But  the  liome  and 
the  school  are  but  two  narrow  fields  in  which  re- 
sponsibility shows  itself.  .Tames  Stalker  says, 
"Responsibility  is  fourfold: 

First — There  is  the  man  the  world  sees;  that 
is,  the  people  of  the  world  notice  our  actions  and 
at  once  form  an  opinion  as  to  our  character.  We 
owe,  then,  a  dut}'  to  mankind  in  general. 

Second — There  is  the  man  who  is  seen  by 
the  person  who  knows  him  best.  This  man  is 
often  very  different  from  the  one  seen  bv  the 
world,  for  a  man  has  one  face  to  show  to  the 
world  and  another  to  show  to  the  friends  of  his 
heart.  We  are  accordingly  more  responsible  for 
our  friends  than  for  the  world  in  general. 

Third — There  is  the  man  who  is  seen  by  him- 
self. No  matter  how  firm  a  friend  we  may  pos- 
sess, we  never  tell  that  friend  some  of  the  things 
that  have  happened  in  our  lives.  We  are,  there- 
fore, accountable  to  ourselves  for  our  many 
actions,  and  we  must  respect  these  feelings  if 
we  wish  others  to  respect  us. 

Fourth — There  is  the  man  whom  God  sees, 
God  knows  us  far  better  than  we  know  ourselves. 
He  looks  into  the  inmost  recesses  of  the  heart 
and  gives  an  unprejudiced  judgment.  We,  there- 
fore, should  try  not  onlv  to  please  man,  but  to 
please  God  as  well.  Thus  we  are  responsible  to 
Him. 

God  looks  also  upon  our  tlioughts  as  well  as 
upon  our  actions.  In  order  to  possess  the  culture 
for  which  we  are  striving',  we  should  always  en- 
tertain beautiful  thoughts.  Courtesy  is  tlie  out- 
growth of  such  thouglits,  for  by  seeing  beauty 
everywhere,  it  is  brought  into  our  manners  and 
gives    to    us    a  keen  sense  of  appreciation.     The 


reading  of  books  aud  animated  conversations 
have  a  like  effect  upon  our  manners. 

Conversation  is  a  main  feature  in  our  life: 
different  kinds  are  necessary  to  broad  living. 
Who  has  not  been  impressed  by  a  person  who  has 
something  to  say,  and  says  it  agreeably?  and  in 
direct  contrast,  who  has  not  noticed  that  person 
who  has  nothing'  at  all  to  talk  about,  but  still 
talks?  We  are  often  compelled  to  give  prece- 
dence to  people  who  persist  in  telling  worn-out 
jokes  and  stale  stories,  and  we  are  compelled  to 
appear  interested,  because  the\'  are  persons  of 
distinction.  If  some  man  of  ordinary  rank 
should  so  impose  upon  society,  he  would  be 
treated  with  contempt.  We  find,  then,  that  true 
courtesy  is  violated  quite  as  often  in  society  cir- 
cles as  in  the  more  common  daily  intercourse. 
The  well-mannered  person  strives  to  study  those 
around  him;  how  to  say  the  kind  words  at  the 
needed  time;  how  to  relieve  the  over-burdened 
when  the  burden  is  heaviest;  how  to  encourage 
and  cheer  when  the  heart  is  faintest.  When  we 
talk  to  such  people,  we  are  sure  we  will  hear 
something  worth  listening  to. 

Manners  are  the  outward  expression  of  our 
inward  thoughts;  our  lives  are  our  manners. 
They  are  our  habitual  modes  of  actions,  which 
have  become  ingrained.  They  are  formative  pro- 
cesses, inspiring'  us  not  only  with  reverence  for 
ourselves,  but  also  for  the  age  in  which  we  live, 
for  its  government,  its  literature,  its  politics,  its 
religion  and  its  morals. 

Manners  are  not  only  an  aid  to  us  in  social 
life,  but  in  business  as  well.  American  people 
have  been  very  severely  criticised  as  to  their  man- 
ners. One  is  met  on  every  side  by  a  hateful 
clerk,  a  cross  cabman  or  a  surly  conductor.  It  is 
said  this  is  not  true  of  our  mother  country,  where 
one  is  met  by  courtesy  on  every  side.  The  desire 
for  popularity  or  social  prestige  often  eliminates 
that  sincere  element  naturally  implanted  in  every 
one,  Edmund  Burke  says,  •■Genuine  simplicity 
of  heart  is  an  healing  and  cementing  principle,  " 
It  makes  friends  aud  keeps  them  so;  it  establishes 
equanimity  between  nations;  it  unites  man  witli 
God. 

After  all,  you  and  I  are  at  heart  earnest  and 
kind,  and  ready^to  do  each  other  a  good  turn. 
Then  let  us  aim  to  avoid  extremes,  to  be  true  to 
ourselves  and  true  to  those  around  us,  and  just 
as  face  answers  to  face  and  the  heart  of  man  to 
the  heart  of  man,  so  our  actions  will  mirror  our 
thoughts,  and  we  shall  be  well-mannered  because 
we  have  learned  the  principles  of  noble  conduct. 


!,#!! 


COLLEOE    Greetings. 


OUT-DOOR  LIFE  ON  LAKE  SUPE- 
RIOR. 


Little  St.  Ig-nace  lies  lilve  a  g'em  amidst  the 
more  majestic  islands  of  Lake  Superior.  It  is 
thirty  miles  from  any  dwelling",  and  eighty  miles 
from  a  doctor  or  postoffice,  and  is  too  isolated  to 
be  visited  bv  even  fishing'  boats,  e.xcept  by  special 
arrangement. 

Hither,  one  summer,  went  a  merry  camping 
party.  Our  host  had  preceded  us  in  order  to 
liave  everything  in  readiness  for  his  guests.  He 
provided  tents,  boats,  g-uides,  and  an  abundant 
variety  of  provisions,  besides  food  for  the  mind 
in  the  way  of  a  small  library  of  new  books  and 
magazines.  Part  of  the  campers  were  to  go 
from  St.  Louis,  and  were  to  be  joined  by  others 
at  St.  Paul,  Dulutli,  and  Port  Arthur,  Canada. 

As  the  party  boarded  the  steamer  at  the  St. 
Louis  wharf,  it  was  soon  found  that  nobody 
knew  exactly  where  the  saintly  island  whither 
they  were  bound  was  located,  though  all  had 
found  "Big  St.  Ignace"  on  the  map,  and  had 
faith  that  Little  St.  Ignace  must  be  in  its  neigh- 
borhood. Not  to  know  just  where  we  were  g'oing 
gave  us  something  of  the  feeling  of  discoverers. 

We  soon  fell  to  discussing'  the  history  of  St. 
Ignatius  for  whom  our  island  was  named.  There 
is  a  legend  that  he  was  one  of  the  children  whom 
the  Lord  took  in  his  arms  and  blessed.  He  be- 
came bishop  of  Antioch  and  introduced  into  the 
church  the  singing  of  Antiphonal  chants  on  ac- 
count of  a  vision  in  which  he  saw  ang'els  sing'ing" 
such  chants.  Trajan  condemned  him  and  sent 
him  to  Rome  to  be  exposed  to  wild  beasts,  yet 
his  name  lives  in  a  new  world  to  desig'nate  two 
islands  where  the  most  ferocious  beast  is  the 
harmless  caribou! 

Our  first  pause  in  the  journev  northward  was 
at  St.  Paul,  in  order  to  visit  the  Falls  of  Minne- 
haha. The  stream  conies  frcim  Lake  Harriet, 
falls  over  a  ledge,  then  runs  clown  a  steep,  rocky 
ravine,  until  it  empties  into  the  Mississippi 
river.  In  the  glen,  below  the  falls,  which  is  filled 
with  water  cress  and  ladv  slippers,  we  saw  a 
rose-breasfed  grosbeak  of  unusual  size  and 
beauty.  Memory  pictures  of  glancing'  falls,  gen- 
tle woodland  creatures,  mossy,  flowery  banks, 
and  a  bird  with  a  rose  on  its  breast,  will  long  re- 
main in  mind  as  we  recall  our  morning'  at  Minne- 
haha! 

The  ride  on  the  cars  from  St.  Paul  to  Dulutli 


was  brightened  by  visions  of  great  beds  of  the 
"Fire  Flower" — the  Epilobrium  Angustifolium — 
which  made  the  dark  forests  gay  with  brilliant 
bloom.  This  great  willow  herb  grows  from 
three  to  six  feet  high.  Its  narrow  leaves  are 
like  those  of  the  willow.  At  the  top  of  the  stem 
is  a  plume  of  flowers  often  a  foot  long,  the  base 
decorated  with  pods  the  color  of  the  flower — 
flame  color — and  the  top  with  buds,  while  open 
flowers  encircle  the  stem  betv^een  pods  and  buds. 
As  they  ripen,  the  pods  burst  and  send  forth 
white-plumed  seeds.  The  brilliant  hue  of  this 
plant,  seen  at  a  distance,  suggests  a  floral  fire, 
and,  indeed,  it  suggests  the  spirit  of  fire  iu  a 
resurrected  form,  as  it  follows  in  the  wake  of 
forest  fires,  delighting  to  have  its  roots  ted  by 
beds  of  ashes. 

At  Dulutli — the  second  Rome  as  regards   her  /I 

seven  hills — we  boarded  the  Dixion  for  Port  Ar- 
thur, some  two  hundred  miles  away.  We  had  a 
charming  sail  on  the  great  nnsalted  sea,  which  is 
three  hundred  and  fifty  miles  long  b}'  one  hun- 
dred and  si.xty  wide  in  its  widest  part.  It  com- 
prises an  area  of  thirty-two  thousand  square 
miles.  Its  bottom  is  si.x  hundred  feet  below  and 
its  surface  five  hundred  and  ninetv  feet  above  sea 
level.  The  general  shape  is  that  of  a  bended 
bow,  with  the  northern  shore  the  arc  and  the 
southern  shore  the  cord  and  the  long  part  the 
arrow.  Its  rivers  and  lesser  streams,  of  which 
there  are  some  two  hundred,  have  their  origin  in 
the  water  shed  which  divides  the  waters  flowing 
into  Lake  Superior  from  those  flowing'  into  Hud- 
son's Bay.  Superior  rich!}'  deserves  its  name  of 
the  "Mediterranean  of  America."  "If  not  a  sea. 
it  is  'Brother  of  the  Sea.'  "  said  Crowfoot,  chief 
of  the  Blackfoot  Indians. 

We  sat   on     deck,    watching    the    wonderful 
north  shore — 


The  waves  looked  as  if  there  were  fire  be- 
neath, and  on  top  innumerable  diamonds  seemed 
to  sparkle  in  the  distance,  until  at  last  we  — 

"Sailed  into  the  fiery  sunset 
Sailed  into  the  purple  vapors. 
Sailed  into  the  dark  of  evening." 

|{;arly  the  next  mornin<;-.  we  reached  Port 
.Arthur,  on  the  western  heights  of  Thunder  Bay. 
It  is  the  head  of  navigation  on  Lake  Superior — 

"Upon  Superior's  finger  tip. 

Far  pointing  toward  the  boundless  West, 
I'pborne  above  the  white-winged  ship. 
Her  battlements,  rock-founded,  rest." 

There  is  a  fort  near  by,  and  also  the  beauti- 
ful falls  of  Kakabeka,  This  Indian  word  means 
"don't  hold  on,"  and  exactly  describes  the  ^vater 
as  it  tumbles  from  ledge  of  rock  to  ledge. 

The  harbor  at  Port  Arthur  is  well    protected 


CoLLEOE  Greetings. 


f  3 


on  all  sides  except  the  east,  where  there  is  a 
breakwater.  Yachting-  on  Thunder  Bay  is  a 
tavorite  amusement.  A  course  of  one  hundred 
miles  can  be  laid  within  the  bay,  g^oing- once 
around.  The  entrance  to  the  bay  is  between 
Thunder  Cape,  which  is  one  thousand  three  hun- 
dred and  fifty  feet  liigh,  and  "Pie  Island,"  which 
is  eight  hundred  and  fifty  feet.  The  Indians 
once  thoug-ht  a  mighty  Manitou  dwelt  on  Thun- 
der Cape,  who  commanded  the  winds  and  waves, 
and  thev  were  accustomed  to  perforin  rites  to  ap- 
pease him.  The  hills  of  Thunder  Cape  form  a 
giant's  face,  whicli  is  three  miles  long'. 

At  Port  Arthur,  we  succeeded  in  securing  a 
fishing  vessel  to  take  us  to  our  uninhabited  isl- 
and, although  it  lay  beyond  the  usual  route. 
The  boat  was  named  for  the  falls.  The  captain 
of  the  Kakabeka  was  kind  enough  to  allow  us  to 
land  at  Silver  Islet  to  examine  a  natural  curios- 
ity— a  sea  lion — an  immense  natural  rock  in  the 
image  of  a  huge  lion  about  to  spring  upon  its 
prev.  That  night  our  boat  was  anchored  at  a 
small  island,  for  without  all  was  fog  and  dark- 
ness. The  ne.xt  mornings  the  fog  continued,  and 
rocks  and  islands  became  more  and  more  numer- 
ous. At  last,  in  answer  to  our  fog-horn,  an  In- 
dian pilot  from  a  lig^ht  house  on  a  rocky  island 
came  to  our  assistance  and  saved  us  from  the 
rocks.  Tlie  fog-  finally  lifted,  and  just  as  the 
sun  came  out  we  heard  voices  of  welcome  from 
our  little  island,  where  several  white  tents  looked 
most  attractive  to  the  damp  lakefarers.  The 
Indian  guides  had  made  for  us  pretty  white  bed- 
steads and  Hlled  them  with  pine  boughs.  Furs 
of  wild  animals  covered  the  tent  floors.  Five 
boats  of  various  kinds  and  sizes  were  readv  for 
our  explorations  of  other  islands,  which  lay  all 
around  us.  Off  to  the  right.  "Big-  St.  Ignace," 
farther  on  'Mystery,"  "Fleur,"  ••Beriy,"  '-Owl," 
•Agate"  and  many  others,  some  of  them  from 
twelve  to  fourteen  hundred  feet  high.  We  were 
near  Nipigon — "Bav  of  clear  water" — which,  to- 
gether with  Ihe  Nipigon  river,  tnrnislies  the 
finest  speckled  trout  in  the  world.  Our  g'uides 
were  from  Nipigon.  They  had  spent  years  in 
the  einplov  of  the  Hudson  Bay  Company,  so  were 
familiar  with  everv  good  hunting  and  fishing' 
place  far  and  near. 

We  had  a  delightful  first  sail  around  our 
island  of  some  eight  miles.  In  places,  it  looked 
from  the  water  like  a  terraced  park.  It  seemed 
as  if  the  red  stones  of  the  beach  must  lead  up  to 
some  fine  summer  residence,  hid  amidst  the  pines 
and  tameracks.  At  other  points,  tliere  were 
frowning'  rocks  and  dark  woods.  Here  was  an 
abrupt  elevation  and  there  a  lovely  glade.  We 
saw  a  loon,  that  master  of  the  wind  and  wave, 
whose  mocking'  voice  seemed  to  'say,  "Go  away, 
intruders:  this  fair  island  is  mine."  We  thought, 
as  we  rounded  the  highest  point  at  one  end  of 
onr  island,  that  we  would  have  to  travel   in  manv 


lands  to  see  a  fairer  sight  than  this  lake,  with 
its  lofty  islands,  its  lonely  rocks  and  red  coast, 
overhung  by  a  sky  as  blue  as  the  clear  waves  be- 
neath. As  we  explored  our  island  day  after  day. 
its  beauty  grew  upon  us,  and  we  quite  exhausted 
our  stock  of  adjectives  in  attempting'  to  express 
our  admiration.  It  was  some  three  miles  long' 
and  only  half  a  mile  wide  at  the  narrowest  part, 
from  our  camp  to  the  beach,  on  the  other  side. 
One  end  of  the  island  was  high,  the  other  low. 
A  charming  ravine  ran  for  a  mile  through  the 
woods,  ending  at  the  lake  in  a  majestic  room  of 
rock,  which  we  named  the  "Cathedral,"  and  felt 
all  the  joy  of  discoverers  when  we  found  it. 
Every  Sunday  during  our  stay  we  utilized  it  for 
divine  service.  The  ravine  leading-  into  it  was 
carpeted  a  foot  thick  with  green  moss  so  lu.-^u- 
riant  that,  pulled  to  pieces,  each  bit  looked  like 
a  little  tern.  Ground  pine  -.vas  abundant.  The 
trees  were  hung'  with  trailing  gray  moss  and 
covered  with  lichens.  The  rocky  terraces  were 
covered  with  white,  gray  and  lavender  reindeer 
mosses,  and  everywhere  vines  covered  with 
red  berries  gave  charming'  bits  of  color.  The 
j  sand  cranberries  were  utilized  by  the  basketful 
!  as  well  as  other  delicious  wild  berries. 
j  Much    of  the    vegetation    of  the    island    was 

I  sub-alpine  in  character.  We  were  especially  in- 
I  terested  in  the  Larbador  plant,  or  "Indian  Tea," 
I  which  corresponds  to  the  idehvcis  of  the  Alps. 
Its  leaf  is  thick  and  furred  beiieatli.  The  In- 
dians dry  it  and  use  it  in  their  tea  tor  its  flavor. 
Of  all  the  animals  none  was  of  more  interest 
than  the  caribou,  though  all  the  rest  were  un- 
usually tame.  The  gentlemen  said  thej'  hated 
to  shoot  the  grouse,  they  were  so  tame  and  so 
astonished  to  see  people  on  their  island! 

The  caribou  travels  in  a  swinging-  trot.  It 
has  two  peculiarities:  the  hoof  is  adapted  to 
travel  on  sand,  but  by  the  month  of  December 
the  frog  is  absorbed,  and  the  hoof  expands  and 
becomes  more  concave  witli  sharp,  hard,  shell- 
like edges,  which  it  uses  to  clear  the  snow  from 
the  moss  it  feeds  upon  in  winter.  The  buck  car- 
ibou loses  his  antlers  in  winter,  but  the  doe  car- 
ries her  horns  longer  and  uses  them  in  defense  of 
her  young'.  As  we  picked  up  a  pair,  we  recalled 
Whittier's  verse  — 

'  When  the  caribou's  tall  antlers 
O'er  the  dwarf  wood  freely  toss, 
.\nd  the  footsteps  of  the  Mieehmack 
Has  no  sound  upon  the  moss." 

Day  after  dav  went  bv,  week  followed  week 
in  this  ideal  out-door  life.      We  felt — 

"Here  in  this  breathing  world  of  joy  and  fear. 
We  can  no  nearer  get  to  God  than  here"— 

And  this  was  emphasized  one  nig'ht  as  we 
looked  from  our  tent  and  beheld  an  Aurora  Bore- 
alis  brightening  all  the  he;ivens.  It  stood  like  a 
crown  in  the  north  with  shifting-  curtain,  the 
constantly  changing'  rays,  stretching  up  into  the 
zenith,  of  yellow,  green,  red,  tog-ether  with  vari- 
ous paler  tints.  The  wondrous  scene  lasted  half 
an  hour,  and  was  something  to  remember  for  a 
lifetime. 


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COLLEOE   Greetings. 


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EDITORIAL. 


There  is  a  picture  which  occupies  a  conspic- 
uous place  these  days  in  the  president's  oifice. 
At  first  sig-ht  there  seems  nothing  recognizable 
in  it,  but  if  one  pauses  long-  enough  to  study  it 
closely,  it  bears  a  resemblance  to  the  College — 
the  one  that  has  been  so  familiar  a  landmark 
these  many  decades  past.  But  the  building-  of 
the  picture  is  larger,  wider,  and  more  imposing- 
every  way.  It  is  what  the  College  is  to  be  some 
day — next  year  the  president  will  tell  you.  That 
will  be  after  the  new  fifty  thousand  dollar  addi- 
tion is  completed,  which  is  to  extend  the  building 
on  the  west,  making-  what  is  now  the  west  side 
entrance  the  main  entrance,  located  exactlv  in 
the  centre  of  the  building's  front.  If  the  picture 
begins  to  materialize  in  the  spring-,  it  will  not  be 
any  too  soon. 

The  building-  was  thought  to  be  full  when 
the  fall  term  was  under  way,  but  on  the  reopen- 
ing of  school  after  the  holidays,  ten  new  board- 
ing- pupils  were  found  to  have  enrolled.  Of 
course   some    few   had  not   returned,    as   almost 


always  happens  thfen,  but  still  it  required  some 
careful  planning  to  dispose  of  the  increased  num- 
bers. 

The  increased  attendance  in  the  music  de- 
partment has  recjuired  the  purchase  of  three  new- 
pianos,  and  tliere  is  yet  an  unsupplied  need  for 
additional  practice  rooms.  A  certain  famous 
painter  invariably  did  his  work  with  a  piano 
going-  in  his  studio,  giving-  as  his  reason  that  the 
music  was  a  stimulant  to  genius. 

If  all  could  be  led  to  believe  in  this  theory 
and  combine  a  stud\-  and  a  practice  room,  the 
difficultv  might  be  solved. 


The  societies  have  also  caught  a  vision  of 
the  transformed  College  and  of  the  two  society 
halls  it  is  to  contain. 

They  are  endeavoring  to  contribute  five  hun- 
dred dollars  each  to  the  enterprise,  and  to  that 
end  are  communicating  with  all  Belles  Lettres 
and  Phi  Nus,  past  and  present.  Mention  was 
made  in  the  last  number  of  the  Greetings  of 
the  "Father  and  Mother  Goose"  extravaganza, 
which  was  so  successfully  managed  by  the  Phi 
Nus,  and  now  this  month  the  other  society  has 
given  the  "Bachelor's  Romance"  to  what  was 
perhaps  the  largest  audience  ever  seated  in  the 
chapel  at  an  entertainment  with  an  admission 
fee.  Besides  being  exceptionally  well  given,  and 
furnishing  a  pleasurable  evening,  the  receipts 
reached  over  one  hundred  dollars,  which 
is  to  be  added  to  the  fund  already  on  hand  to  go 
toward  the  new  building-. 


The  collecting-  iad  is  one  to  which  all  college 
girls  are  given,  and  one  which  grows  upon  some 
of  them  with  the  passing  years.  It  manifests 
itself  in  divers  and  strange  forms,  and  the  visi- 
ble results  are  not  always  commendable,  and  for 
that  reason  it  cannot  but  be  helpful  to  read  the 
article  concerning  one  particular  collection  and 
its  significance,  taken  from  the  December  5tli 
issue  of  the  New  York  Ch)istia)i  Advocate,  with 
the  kind  permission  of  the  author.  We  are  sure 
that  all  will  read  "Mv  Cups  and  Saucers"  with 
the  same  delight  experienced  in  listening  to  Dr. 
McDowell's  "Pour  Words"  spoken  on  commence- 
ment day  two  years  ago. 


COLLEOE    GREETINOS. 


Bd' 


t       COLLEGE  DEPARTMENT. 


MUSIC. 

The  Colle<;"e  f)f  Music  opens  tliis  term  with 
an  unusuall}'  large  attendance.  It  lias  been  nec- 
essary to  have  three  new  pianos,  and  still  prac- 
tice divisions  are  in  demand.  Among'  those  who 
liave  been  newly  enrolled  tliis  term  are  the  Misses 
Hagener.  Morton,  Massey,  Wharton,  Campbell, 
Sonnavan.  Hatcli,  Hart,  Coons,  Vandine,  Glick, 
Agusta  and  Golda  Bottrell,  Warner.  Truett, 
Huntley,  Burnett,  Brierly  and  Hale. 

We  are  all  sorry  that  Miss  Kraft  did  not  re- 
turn this  term,  but  very  glad  that  Miss  William- 
son, from  Greenwood,  South  Dakota,  is  to  be 
with  us.  She  studied  with  Mr.  Stead  a  number 
of  vears  at  Yankton  Conservatory  in  South  Da- 
kota, and  has  since  then  studied  with  Mr.  Lieb- 
ling  in  Chicago.  On  the  first  day  of  the  term 
she  plaved  several  selections  in  morning'  chapel, 
which  were  very  mucli  enjoyed  by  all:  they  were 
Tchaikowsky's  Troika,  and  Romance,  and  Grieg's 
Norwegian  Bridal  Procession.    ■ 

The  opportunities  for  hearing  good  music 
this  term  will  be  many,  as  there  are  a  number  of 
recitals  in  view.  Tlie  senior  recitals  will  begin 
ne.xt  month.  Miss  Franke  giving  hers  the  first 
week  in  February.  From  now  until  the  term 
closes  there  will  be  a  recital  every  Thursday,  all 
of  which  the  music  students  will  be  expected  to 
attend.  We  look  forward  to  the  coming'  faculty 
concerts  with  much  interest. 

Miss  Garner  has  made  several  of  the  chapel 
exercises  very  enjoyable  with  some  violin  selec- 
tions during  the  month. 

The  Glee  club  is  meeting'  twice  a  week  now, 
and  some  hard  work  is  being  done  in  anticipation 
.of  the  concert  to  be  gfiven  early  in  the  spring. 

The  theory  class  met  for  the  first  time  Fri- 
day morning  with  Mr.  Stead;  the  class  is  larger 
than  was  expected,  and  all  seem  very  much  in- 
terested. 

The  mandolin  club  has  an  enrollment  of  ten 
this  term.  We  are  e.xpectiug  some  good  music 
before  long-. 

The  interpretation  class  met  at  the  home  of 
Mr  Stead,  on  College  avenue.  Tuesday  after- 
noon. It  was  decided  that  the  class  meet  every 
three  weeks.     Bach  and  Chopin  will  be  especially 


studied  for  the  next  meeting.  A  brief  sketch  of 
each  composer  will  be  given,  and  compositions  of 
each  played  by  the  diflBerent  members. 

The  Glee  club  will  sing  at  the  Illinois  Col- 
lege on  Friday  afternoon,  at  the  meeting  of  the 
Historical  Association. 

ELOCUTION   NOTES. 

We  are  glad  to  welcome  Mae  Clearv,  'W,  this 
term  for  some  post-graduate  study. 

Several  new  students  enrolled  at  the  betrin- 
ning  of  the  term,  and  the  department  has  reached 
the  largest  enrollment  in  its  history. 

Miss  Cole  g'ives  her  recital  in  the  chapel 
Monday  evening,  Jan.  27,  Miss  Kreider,  soprano, 
assisting.  The  program  is  sacred  readingr  and 
song. 

The  last  Monday  evening  before  school  closed 
for  the  holidays,  the  elocution  girls  invited  Miss 
Cole  and  the  five  seniors  to  an  elaborate  spread 
given  in  the  elocution  hall  from  five  to  seven. 
Misses  Knopf,  Harker  and  Kirby  were  special 
guests.  The  menu  was  varied  and  ex^fe?2=sive, 
especially  the  pickles.  Many  were  the  jokes  and 
stories  passed  round  with  the  more  substantial 
articles  of  diet,  and  enjoyed  in  the  mellow  lio-ht 
of  some  dozen  candles.  We  hope  this  is  but  the. 
beginning  of  many  pleasant  social  occasions. 


THEN   AND  NOW. 


THE    DREAM  — 1898. 

It  isn't  any  fun  to  be  a  freshman,  dissectincr 
frogs  and  fish  worms.  A  freshman  scientific  can 
be  told  for  a  mile  by  the  smell  of  formalin.  It 
is  equal  to  city  gas  works.  Have  I  recited  my 
Latin  verbs  to  Miss  Trout?  Well,  I  should  say  I 
have.  Her  glasses  scared  me  so  I  had  to  look 
out  at  the  Catholic  Hospital  to  keep  from  forget- 
ting^. You  did  too?  Why,  she'll  think  we've  all 
done  something  shameful  and  can't  look  her  in 
the  face. 

Algebra?  Oh,  it's  terrible!  I  studied  on 
that  radical  .x  business  for  three  hours,  and  don't 
know  any  more  than  I  did  before.  Just  wait  till 
we're  seniors,  little  girl;  then  we'll  have  mortar 
boards  and  step  on  people,  even  as  we  have  been 
stepped  on." 


±u_ 


CoLLEOE   Greetings. 


THE  AWAKENING  — 1902. 

"Say,  freshman,  I  don't  know  how  I'd  live 
without  you.  Wish  you'd  write  to  mamma  for 
me.  I've  g-ot  to  go  to  the  library.  Tell  her  I'm 
well  and  that  I  need  some  more  coin  for  current 
expenses.  Stop  spilling-  powder  on  Bob's  pict- 
ure, and  go  fish  my  psychology  notes  from  be- 
hind the  window  seat.  Thanks!  And,  oh.  say, 
while  you're  there,  get  the  other  notes  on  'The 
Use  of  Libraries.'  Do  you  appreciate  the  im- 
portance of  a  citv  library,  freshman  dear?  O, 
you  will,  later  on,  I'm  sure.  Now.  let  me  see. 
There's  the  psychology  thesis,  the  general  liter- 
ature theme,  the  senior  essay,  the  society  play, 
the  material  for  the  Greetings,  that  candy  pull 
to-night,  and  the  four  lessons  all  to  be  thought 
of  this  afternoon.  Which  can  I  best  afford  to 
neglect?  O,  freshman,  whatever  you  do,  don't 
look  for  an  easy  time  in  your  senior  year. 


BELLES  LETTRES  PLAY. 

The  play  given  by  members  of  the  Belles 
Lettres  Society  was  the  best  melo-drama  ever 
given  in  the  Colleg-e.  The  play  itself  is  one 
made  famous  by  Sol  Smith  Russell,  and  that  fact 
is  sufficient  guarantee  of  its  real  merit.  The 
cast  of  characters,  as  presented  Monday  even- 
ing, Jan.  20,  was  e.xcellently  well  chosen,  and 
the  interpretation  tliroughout  was  finely  ren- 
dered. The  society  has  cause  to  congratulate 
itself  upon  the  success  of  the  entertainment, 
both  artistic  and  financial.  Miss  Cole  coached 
the  young-  ladies,  and  to  her  untiring  efforts  be- 
longs much  of  the  credit  of  the  evening.  The 
chapel  was  filled,  and  the  audience  was  both  very 
attentive  and  appreciative.  Miss  Hook,  an  old 
Belles  Lettres,  remembered  her  society  b}'  bring- 
ing a  trolley  partv  of  forty  young  people  to  at- 
tend the  play.  As  the  plaving  was  so  uniformly 
good,  no  special  mention  of  individuals  can  well 
be  made.      Below  is  the  program: 

"A   BACHELOR'S  ROMANCE." 

CAST  OF  CHARACTERS. 

Uavid  Holmes,  Literary  Critic  of  the  Review-Genevieve  Mount 

Gerald  Holmes,  his  brother,  a  pleasure-loving 

man  of  the  world  -  -  -  -     Edna  Read 

Martin  Beggs,  David's  secretary  and  confiden- 
tial man  Ethel  Craig 

Harold  Reynolds,  on  the  staff  of  the  Review       -    Mabelle  Hill 

Archibald  .Savage  Lytton,  a  modern  literary 

man  ----..     jgjna  Mitchell 


Mr.  Mulberry,  an  antique  literary  man  with  a 
classical  education  which  he  cannot 
turn  into  money    -  -  ^        -     Hettie  Anderson 

Helen  LeGrand,  David's  sister,  a  young  widow 

of  the  world      -----      Olive  Mathis 
Harriet  Leicester,  a  society  girl  -  -        Jessie  Bullard 

Miss  Clementina,  a  maiden  lady    -  -     Lillian  McCullough 

Sylvia,  David's  ward       -----    Ethel  Read 
Maid  to  Harriet  -----   Delia  Hodgson 

SETTING. 

ACT   ONE. 

David's  study,  a  room  on  the  top  floor  of  a  studio  build- 
ing near  Washington  Square,  New  York. 

ACT    TWO. 

The  following  evening—Helen's   fashionable  home,  Mur- 
ray Hill,  New  York. 

ACT   THREE. 

Eight  months  later— David's  study. 

ACT    FOfR. 

Two  months  later— Miss  Clementina's  home  in  the  country 


STUDIO  NOTES. 


More  have  enrolled  than  ever  before  so  earlv 
in  the  term. 

Mabel  Mills  posed  for  the"  sketch  class  on 
Friday,  the  24th;  this  feature  of  the  work  is 
found  especially  interesting. 

The  numbers  in  the  art  department  are  in- 
creasing to  such  an  extent  that  Miss  Knopf  is 
compelled  to  teach  up  to  5  o'clock  everv  working- 
day. 

The  composition  class  have  done  some  inter- 
esting- work  in  illustrating  "The  Courtship  of 
Miles  Standish".  "Ophelia",  and  the  "Woman  at 
the  Well." 

Some  of  the  late  additions  are  Ethel  Cor- 
rington,  Mabel  Mills,  Zella  Ranson,  Elsie  Clarke, 
Lillian  Hart,  Ellen  Ball,  Florence  Tunison  and 
Mrs.  Louise  Fell-Havnes, 

About  fifteen  of  the  art  students  attended 
the  recent  exhibition  of  photographs  at  the  High 
School,  and  for  the  art  history  class,  the  e.xhibi- 
tion  proved  especiallv  interesting-  and  educating-. 

Miss  Knopf  attended  a  reception  at  the  open- 
ing of  the  e.xhibition  of  the  berestchagin  pict- 
ures at  the  Chicago  Art  Institute,  and  had  the 
pleasure  of  meeting-  the  distinguished  Russian 
himself,  wlio  is  a  verj"  delightful  personalilv. 


College  Greetings. 


^7 


The  exhibition  was  a  remarkable  one.  and 
well  worth  the  pilgrimage  to  see  it. 

Once  there  were  some  Tangariene  oranges  in 

the  studio.     Miss  L can  tell    vou    the    rest  of 

this  -'true  tayle." 

There  are  rumors  of  another  "spread"  in 
the  studio.  Those  who  attended  the  last  one  are 
fondly  looking  forward  to  a  repetition  of  another 
one  just  like  it,  ••only  more  so." 

We  wish  we  might  find  some  good  friend 
of  the  studio  who  would  start  a  fund  for  a  larger 
equipment  of  casts,  still  life — kiln.  etc. — and 
we  could  guarantee  them  the  hearty  appreciation 
of  the  present  class,  who  are  ver\'  enthusiastic 
over  the  prospect  of  a  new  studio. 

Miss  Knopfhas  been  heard  to  complain  so 
frequently  of  the  hard  necessity  of  possessing 
no  stool  to  carry  about  with  her  on  sketching 
expeditions  that  the  studio  class  were  moved  by 
a  generous  impulse  to  supply  the  long-felt  need, 
and  the  other  evening'  they  presented  her  with  a 
liar.d.'iome  chair.  The  unseemly  mirth  with 
which  this  token  was  received,  and  the  hesitancy 
shown  in  trusting'  herself  to  it.  showed  small 
appreciation  for  the  thoughtfulness  of  the 
class. 

©SO 

CCNCERNING  TWO  ALUMNAE. 


The  .Tanuarv  number  of  the  \Vo>n(m's  J//s- 
sioiiarv  I-'r/ctid  is  of  particular  interest  to  old 
Colleg'e  students  from  the  fact  that  it  makes 
mention  of  two  of  our  g-raduates — Emma  Mitchell, 
now  of  China,  and  Kate  Blackburn,  of  Bulgaria. 
The  editors  of  the  little  paper  have  kindly  given 
permission  for  the  use  of  the  article  and  the  ac- 
companving  cuts  descriptive  of  Miss  Blackburn's 
home  and  school  in  a  forthcoming'  number  of  the 
Greetings. 

The  references  to  Miss  Mitchell's  work  which 
lies  in  north  China,  the  scene  of  the  Bo.xer  insur- 
rection, and  which  is  now  suffering'  from  famine, 
are  contained  in  the  following"  letter: 


WuHU,  China,  Oct.  28,  1901. 

We  are  getting  on  nicely  with  our  big  family, 
having  1,000  to  feed  yesterday;  604  were  children. 
They  came  in  divisions,  so  it  is  not  so  burden- 
some. People  are  surprised  at  the  order  prevail- 
ing. I  plan  to  keep  the  work  open  until  the  end 
of  March.  By  that  time  they  can  find  something 
to  do.  I  have  just  sent  out  in  the  countr}-  for 
S800  worth  of  rice;  it  takes  nearly  three  bushels 
a  day  to  feed  them  at  S9  per  day.  1  am  trusting 
our  Father  for  funds,  and  they  still  continue  to 
come  in.  but  what  is  that  to  giving'  them  Jesus? 
Dr.  Hart  is  helping  us  now. 

Emma  Mithell. 

Another  writes  of  Miss  Mitchells  work: 

•'A  few  of  the  resident  gentlemen  dispensed 
charity  one  day,  and  decided  not  to  repeat  the 
experiment,  as  the  oncoming'  rush  had  the  ap- 
pearance of  an  invasion  which  threatened  to 
swarm  over  the  hill  into  the  homes  of  the  almon- 
ers. But  the  stupendous  problem  was  solved  by 
a  woman  to  tlie  joy  of  starving  multitudes  and 
to  the  glory  of  God;  for  He,  unquestionably, 
suggested  the  program  that  has  metamorphosed 
a  heathen  temple  into  a  pattern  'soup  kitchen" 
and  dispensary.  The  charm  of  a  well-worked-out 
system  rests  upon  all  the  environments  and  the 
daily  -banquet, 'which  proceeds  in  six  huge  courses 
from  nine  till  six  o'clock.  Rice,  the  'menu;' 
kang's.  ladles,  bowls,  and  chopsticks,  the  accom- 
paniments. Miss  Mitchell  even  surmises  that 
the  temple  was  originally  planned  tor  her  work, 
by  the  Giver  of  ever  good  and  perfect  gift,  so  ad- 
mirably is  it  adapted  to  its  present  use,  and, 
without  doubt.  He  moved  the  Taotai  to  secure  it 
from  its  priestly  g'uardians. 

A  half  hour  must  intervene  for  work  and 
study,  before  the  -feed'  begins.  In  the  large 
room,  surrounded  by  an  audience  that  reminds 
us  of  the  pictures  in  our  Bibles, where  the  throngs 
are  pressing  upon  Jesus,  in  every  form  of  poverty 
and  infirmity,  listening  to  His  words,  stands  a 
trained  Bible-'A'oman  discoursing  on  the  Bread  of 
Life;  while  two  companies  of  fiftv  woman,  and 
eig'htv  children  more  or  less,  file  out  into  their 
separate  rooms. 

The  children  have  been  seated  in  an  extem- 
porized mat  'addition,'  also  on  a  floor  of  earth 
covered  with  straw.  They  are  Miss  Mitchells 
special  charges;  and  with  pointer  and  blackboard, 
and  face  illumined,  she  teaches  them  the  Gospel 
she  is  so  practically  applying  to  their  needs. 
Tiie  discipline  in  both  departments  is  remarkable, 
and  polite  manners  are  persevering'ly  encouraged. 


iii. 


College   Greetings. 


On  the  Sabbath  day,  the  lessons  of  the  week  are 
repeated,  and  the  prize  involved  is  another  vi'eek's 
'Rice.'  The  maxim  'no  work — no  eat,'  and  'No 
study — no  eat,'  is  strictly  observed  in  both  sew- 
ing and  schoolroom.  And  Miss  M.  says,  'It  g-oes 
right  to  the  spot." 

It  is  one  thing  to  stand  in  a  beautiful  church 
and  sing  'Rescue  the  Perishing'  and  another  to 
roll  up  your  sleeves  and  descend  into  the  melee! 
Two  women.  Miss  Mitchell  and  Miss  Voak,  rep- 
resenting Christian  England  and  America,  are 
doing  a  work  to  make  the  angels  rejoice,  and  we 
aug'gest  for  them  plenty  of   'cheques.'  " 


COLLEGE  NOTES. 


The  senior  class  held  a  meeting  Wednesday, 
Jan.  15. 

Miss  Margaret  Brown  visited  Miss  Maude 
Harker  Monday. 

Mrs.  McArthur  visited  with  her  daughter  the 
first  of  the  term. 

Mis  Clara  Belle  Franke  will  give  lier  senior 
recital  Thursday  Feb.,  6th. 

Miss  Jean  Loose,  of  Tuscola,  was  the  guest 
of  Jennie  Harker  Sunday. 

Mrs.  E.  L.  Stockdale,  of  Lowder.  visited  her 
daughter,  Blanch,  Monday. 

Elizabeth  Winterbottom,  a  former  student  at 
the  College,  attended  chapel  lately. 

The  senior  class  took  tea  with  Miss  Austin 
Thursday,  Jan.  9,  from  4  to  5  o'clock. 

Miss  Williamson,  the  successor  to  Miss  Kraft, 
played  three  short  selections  in  chapel  on   Jan.  9. 

The  freshman  class  were  entertained  by  their 
class  officer.  Miss  Ludwig,  Wednesday  afternoon. 

Prof,  and  Mrs.  Churchill  were  entertained  at 
dinner  Tuesday  evening,  Jan.  14,  by  Dr.  and  Mrs. 
Harker. 

The  state  secretary  of  the  Y.  W.  C.  A.,  Miss 
Elizabeth  J.  Cole,  spent  Saturdav  and  Sunday 
at  the  College. 

Both  societies  were  favored  with  an  invita- 
tion to  attend  the  open  meeting  of  the  High 
School  Forum. 

Misses  Austin,  Cole  and  Knopf  were  enter- 
tained over  Sunday,  Jan.  19,  at  Miss  Patterson's 
home,  northeast  of  town. 


Miss  Jennie  Harker  entertained  the  senior 
preparatory  class  Saturday  evening.  Jan.  11.  An 
enjoyable  time  is  reported. 

Miss  Mary  Shaw,  of  Summer  Hill,  and  Mrs. 
Lyman  J.  Brock,  of  Louisiana,  Mo.,  attended 
chapel  with  Elsie  MacCrearj'  Jan.  9. 

Miss  Ludwig  entertained  a  few  friends  the 
Saturday  night  preceding  the  new  term,  in  honor 
of  Miss  Forest  Horrell,  instructor  in  vocal  music, 
at  Knox  College. 

One  of  the  seniors  is  becoming  noted  for  her 
absence  of  mind.  Recently  she  "came  to"  in  the 
chapel  with  a  start  and  said,  "Wliy,  there  are 
seniors  all  around  me!" 

Several    new    students    have  enrolled  for  the  ^ 

second  term.     Those  in  the  building  are  Blanche  V. 

Sonemann,    Elsie    Clark,     Lulu   Fairbanks.  Zella 
Ransom,  Misses  Bottrell. 

Because  of  a  severe  cold  the  facultv  recital 
announced  for  Monday,  Jan.,  27,  given  by  Miss 
■Cole,  reader,  will  be  given  Mondav,  Feb..  3d. 
Miss  Kreider  Soprano  assisting. 

Mrs.  Harker  entertained  the  freshman  class 
Friday  afternoon  from  3  to  5  o'clock  at  a  sewing". 
The  girls  always  heartilv  enjov  Mrs.  Harker's 
social  events,  and  this  was  no  e.x'ception. 

Invitations  are  out  for  the  banquet  given  bv 
the  senior  class  in  honor  of  the  juniors.  The  af- 
fair will  take  place  Saturday  evening,  Feb.  1st. 
and  is  given  in  acknowledgement  of  the  verv 
charming  entertainment  of  the  seniors  by  the 
juniors  last  term.  / 

All  sorts  of  rumors  are  floating  about  hint- 
ing at  teas,  parties,  afternoon  swings,  etc..  and 
every  one  is  wondering'  upon  wliom  the  blessing 
of  fortune  mav  descend  next.  Such  occasions 
are  always  enjoyable,  and  should  be  encouraged, 
because  all  study  and  no  social  life  inakes — well 
it  makes y>'// a  dull  girl.  So  we  hope  the  whis- 
pering's in  the  air  may  materialize. 

C.  O.  Boston  was  at  the  Lurton  house — or 
rather  the  Schools  of  Elocution  and  Fine  .^rts — 
Friday'  afternoon.  Jan.  24,  and  took  some  very 
pleasing'  views  of  the  studio,  the  china  room, 
sketch  class, and  also  of  the  elocution  hall.  These 
views  will  be  used  in  the  1902  catalogue,  and  will 
speak  well  for  the  up-to-date  appearance  of  the 
departments,  as  well  as  the  skill  ot  the  photog- 
rapher in  reproducing'  the  same. 


/  i  3 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


VOL.   V 


JACKSONVILLE,    ILL,    FEBRUARY,    1902. 


NO.  6 


HOW    I    WENT   TO   THE    FRESH- 
MAN SOCIAL. 


/\    S     a  usual  thing'  there  were  not  more  than 
jL.   \  a  score  of   freshmen  at  this  g'reatest 

^■^  annual  event,  the  "Freshman  social." 
Unless  you  have  spent  a  few  months  in  the  town 
where  one  of  the  state  universities  is  situated,  it 
is  hard  to  realize  the  serene  audacity  with  which 
a  dozen  juniors  or  sophomores  will  tie  the  un- 
suspecting- freshman  to  the  bedpost  or  lock  him 
in  the  cellar — perhaps  a  day  or  two  before  the 
party — and  then  send  one  of  their  number  to 
act  as  escort  to  his  "girl."  To  be  sure,  he 
may  never  have  met  the  maiden  in  question,  but 
what  of  that?  There  are  times  when  college 
etiquette  does  not  call  for  a  third  part}'  in  an  in- 
troduction. And  so  it  is  not  strange  that  in  all 
the  merry  crowd  on  this  festive  occasion,  the 
heroes  of  tjie  evening  are  the  twenty  valiant 
freshmen  who  have  fought  their  way,  "by  brawn 
or  brain"  to  the  Freshman  Social.  Yes,  this  is 
what  the  newspapers  call  hazing,  and  the  stu- 
dents call  college  spirit. 

Well,  do  you  wonder  that  when  I  was  invited 
to  go  to  the  Freshman  Social,  I  accepted  with 
fear  and  tremblingV  And  when  the  fateful  day 
came,  it  was  no  longer  a  matter  of  conjecture 
with  me  as  to  what  the  Fates  had  decreed  for 
my  Freshman;  I  was  only  wondering  whom  they 
had  decreed  for  me.  For  the  sophs  and  juniors 
and  even  the  seniors  had  been  scouring  the  town 
in  search  of  "Freshies."  as  thoroug"hly  and  pa- 
tiently as  a  band  (,f  detectives  after  house  break- 
ers. All  day,  in  a  cold,  drizzling  rain,  guards 
on  picket  duty  patrolled  our  block.  Thev  seem- 
ed to  think  that  since  my  brother  was  a  fresh- 
man, we  must  have  treshmen  stowed  in  the  cel- 
lar, freshmen  in  the  attic,  and  freshmen  in  all 
the  closets,  waiting  till  time  for  the  party  at 
night.  I  hate  to  tell  it,  but  I'm  afraid  there  was 
"money  up"  on  some  of  them — those  whom  the 
various  duckings  in  Boneyard  Creek  had  not  suf- 
ficiently humbled — and  my  Freshman  was  one  of 
them,  so  I  gave  him  up  as  lost. 


Evening  came  early,  a  drizzling  February 
evening.  A  bombshell,  dropped  from  the  clear 
sky,  could  not  have  been  more  startling  than  the 
sudden  and  unannounced  arrival  of  our  freshman 
friend  through  the  kitchen  door.  We  did  not  stop 
to  inquire  vvhence  he  came.  The  guards  must 
have  succumbed  to  hunger  and  gone  home  to 
supper.  Our  only  chance,  then,  was  to  escape 
before  they  came  back.  There  was  a  mysterious 
and  awful  silence  around  the  supper  table  that 
evening,  for  who  could  tell  what  wily  detective 
might  have  his  ear  to  the  key  hole  or  the  window, 
listening  to  our  plans  of  escape — and  it  was  im- 
possible to  talk  of  anything  else. 

Just  as  supper  was  over,  a  neighbor  woman 
came  rushing"  in,  fat  and  breathless,  to  sa}-, 
"There's  a  whole — mob  of — fellows — around  your 
house.  They're — climbin"  the  trees — to  look  in 
the  windows,  and  one's  lyin' — flat  down  on  the 
front  porch  tryin'  to  look  under  the  crack  of  the 
door." 

A  thought  struck  me  like  a  flash  of  lightning. 

"Did  they  see  you  come  in?"  I  said,  begin- 
ging  in  an  excited  tone  and  ending  in  a  whisper. 

"Why,  yes.  I  couldn't  walk  over  the  fellow 
at  the  door." 

It  wasn't  ten  minutes  till  we  had  hunted  up 
an  old  black  skirt,  transfered  the  checked  kitch- 
en apron,  the  long  black  cape,  and  the  white 
shawl — which  the  old  ladj'  wore  over  her  head — 
to  the  Freshman.  He  was  a  sight!  Fortunatelv 
he  was  not  a  "six  footer,"  but  how  tremendously 
broad  and  square  his  shoulders  looked!  We 
made  him  walk  up  and  down  the  hall  twice  to 
practice  a  "mincing  step,"  and  then  v\'e  held  our 
breath,  while  mother  let  him  out  the  front  door, 
and  said  serenely,  "I  wish  you  could  sta}'  longer, 
but  just  run  over  often." 

If  he  could  only  get  safely  across  the  street! 
We  were  silent  as  a  graveyard,  listening,  and 
in  a  moment  there  was  a  burst  of  laughter  from 
the  fellows  outside.  We  could  hear  them  fairh' 
slapping  each  other  with  mirth.  They  must 
have  detected  him!  But  presently  deep  silence 
was  restcired  again,  and  1  ventured  out,  a  shawl 
thrown  carelessly  over  my  head.  I  looked  neith- 
er to  the  right  nor  the  left,  but   I    saw — or  felt — 


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COIvLEOE     GREETINOS. 


eyes  peering'  from  behind  every  tree.  And  then 
I  burst  into  tlie  neighbor's  across  the  street. 

Well,  I  laug-h  today  when  I  think  of  that  lu- 
dicrous sig'ht — the  freshman,  in  his  woman's 
garb,  leaning  back  in  an  easy  chair  with  his  legs 
crossed,  smoking-  a  cigar  with  the  host! — who,  by 
the  way,  had  never  set  eyes  on  the  young  g^en- 
tleman  before,  till  he  suddenly  burst  in  on  his 
after-supper  smoke  in  his  wife's  checked  apron 
and  shawl.  When  I  had  recovered  from  laugh- 
ing and  he  had  told  how  the  fellows  roared  when 
he  stepped  on  his  skirts  and  fell  headlong  up  the 
terrace,  and  got  on  his  feet  again  just  as  one  or 
two  of  them  were  rushing  to  his  assistance — we 
made  our  exit  out  the  back  door,  and  started  for 
Armory  Hall  at  the  university.  It  was  a  mile 
and  a  half,  and  we  walked  it,  not  daring  to  brave 
the  lights  of  the  street  car.  Once  we  stopped  at 
a  livery  stable,  but  the  carriages  were  all  out — 
the  upper  classmen  needed  them — and  one  man 
in  the  office,  who  was  m  a  very  genial  mood,  af- 
ter too  many  cocktails,  perhaps,  called  Harry  a 
"sweet  thing,"  and  offered  to  embrace  him.  It 
was  undeniably  true  that  his  manners  as  a  girl 
were  a  little  forward,  so  we  hastened  on  in  the 
darkness,  meeting  group  after  group  of  • 'scouts" 
and  not  daring  to  talk  for  fear  that  every  dead 
bush  and  old  gate  post  would  blossom  suddenly 
into  a  villainous  junior. 

Whenever  we  passed  under  an  electric  light, 
however,  I  muttered  under  my  breath,  "Take 
short  steps."  and  I  always  had  to  repeat  the  in- 
junction at  the  next  lig'ht,  for  he  relapsed  uncon- 
sciously into  a  most  unbecoming'  stride. 

Finally  we  came  to  the  last  block.  We  could 
see  the  arc  light  in  front  of  the  Drill  Hall  door. 
And  what  a  mob  of  fellows  underneath  it!  It 
was  a  winter  night,  but  I  remember  the  perspir- 
ation at  that  last  moment  stood  out  on  my  fore- 
head. There  were  two  solid  ranks  of  fellows, 
eight  or  ten  deep,  lining  each  side  of  the  walk  to 
the  door  of  the  Drill  Hall,  whose  business  it 
seemed  to  be  to  examine  evet3'body  who  entered, 
sifting  out  the  freshmen.  We  held  our  breath, 
pulled  our  scarfs  about  our  faces,  ducked  our 
heads  and  tried  to  walk  hastily,  yet  composedly 
between  those  two  lines  of  fellows,  who  stood 
back  respectfully  to  let  us  pass.  The  attention 
of  most  of  thetn  just  at  that  moment  was  attract- 
ed by  a  carriage  which  had  just  arrived,  and  the 
occupants  of  which  they  were  preparing  to  ex- 
amine. Not  until  we  had  more  than  half  run  the 
gauntlet,  did  they  seem    to    suspect  us,  and  then 


there  was  ar  movement' in  the  crowd.  A  red  head- 
ed junior  fellow,  a  base  ball  hero — I  can  see  him 
yet — darted  out  in  front  of  us  and  then  drew 
back  as  if  he  had  not  the  courage  to  investigate 
and  run  the  risk  of  being  mistaken.  We  had  all 
but  reached  the  door  when  some  fellow,  bolder 
than  the  rest,  shouted,  "That's  no  girl;  that's  a 
kid  freshman!" 

The  freshman  gave  two  bounds,  fell  against 
the  door,  and  found  himself  sliding  his  full 
length  several  feet  across  the  ball  room  floor, 
where  he  was  greeted  by  shouts  of  laughter  from 
those  inside,  and  shouts  of  "Hurrah  for  the 
freshman,"  by  the  vanquished  upper  classmen 
outside — for  the  policemen  guarded  the  door, 
and  once  inside  he  was  safe.  And  I  found  my- 
self for  a  moment  surrounded  by  the  mob  of  fel- 
lows, which  immediately  divided  into  the  former 
ranks  again,  to  let  me  enter.  And,  so  I  shall 
never  forget  how  1  went  to  the  Freshman  Social. 


■A  LETTER    FRCM  CHICAGO    UNI- 
VERSITY. 


IT  was  on  the  afternoon  of  commencement, 
July  1st,  a  glorious  summer  day,  with  a 
cool  lake  breeze, that  I  had  my  first  glimpse 
of  the  campus  of  Chicago  Universitv,  long 
stretches  of  emerald  velvet,  darkened  occasion- 
ally by  the  lengthening  shadows  of  trees,  stately 
grey  stone  buildings,  classic  in  their  severitv. 
From  somewhere  in  the  distance  floated  the 
strains  of  a  familiar  Sousa  march,  played  by  the 
band.  Drawn  in  the  direction  of  the  music,  a 
picturesque  scene  meets  our  gaze.  On  the  green, 
in  the  far-stretching'  shadows  of  the  grev  stone 
front,  a  great  concourse  of  people  is  gathered. 
It  is  commencement,  the  g'ala  da}'  of  the  univer- 
sity. As  a  background  to  the  scene,  against 
the  grey  stone,  extends  a  mammoth  silken  flag'. 
On  the  platform,  erected  just  beneath,  sit  the 
faculty,  formidable  and  impressive  in  their  arrav 
of  cap  and  gown:  in  the  great  carved  chair  at 
the  center  of  the  body  of  men  the  president  sits, 
the  golden  tassel  of  his  ofHce  g'littering'  promi- 
nently against  the  black  mortarboard.  In  strik- 
ing contrast  with  this  sober  blackness  is  the  au- 
dience, scattered  over  the  green, a  garden  of  color 
— lavendar,  blue,  and  white.  On  the  edges  of  the 
assembly  little  groups  of  under-graduates  shaded 
by  gay  parasols,  are  whispering  and  laughing. 


COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


1^/ 


Suddenly  the  college  band,  at  a  melodious 
distance,  strikes  up  another  strain,  lo<ver  and 
sadder  this  time,  as  if  to  be  in  harmony  with  the 
impressiveness  of  the  scene  to  come.  Slowly  the 
long-,  black  line  ot  graduates,  in  uniform  cap 
and  gown,  wind  up  the  steps  to  the  platform,  to 
take  from  the  president's  hand  the  white  roll  of 
their  diplomas.  How  they  crowd  one  after 
another,  a  hundred  in  procession,  coming'  back 
with  a  quicker  step  and  a  triumphant  smile,  in 
all  the  glory  of  their  Bachelor's  degree.  The 
benediction  over,  the  crowd  begins  to  scatter. 
Gay  laugh  floats  out  and  mingles  joyfully  with 
the  stirring  two-step  music  of  the  band.  The 
shadc>ws  have  crept  far  across  the  campus,  the 
blue  ot  the  sky  deepens  as  twilight  approaches. 
The  convocation  is  over,  and  lingering  groups 
slowlj'  moving'  over  the  campus,  are  soon  far  out 
of  sight.  The  ceremony  has  been  most  impress- 
ive and  picturesque,  the  witchery  of  the  blue 
sky  and  the  beautiful  campus  throwing  an  ir- 
resistible charm  about  the  scene. 

One  term,  a  quarter,  as  they  say,  is  ended, 
the  next  one  beginning  the  verv  day  of  com- 
mencement, "for  the  university  is  in  session 
through  every  day  of  the  year,  and  commence- 
ment exercises  are  held  at  the  end  of  every  quar- 
ter, so  that  a  student  is  graduated  whenever  his 
work  is  complete.  Fifteen  hundred  students  are 
gathered  here  this  summer — from  all  parts  of  the 
United  States — almost  of  the  world.  The  char- 
acters one  meets  with  would  furnish  material 
for  innumerable  sketches — there  is  the  woman 
from  Oxford,  who  never  uses  ordinary  language, 
the  divinity  student  "daft"  on  girls,  the  embryo 
professor  whose  fad  is  sociology,  the  severe-look- 
ing schoolmarm  wlio  corrects  the  professors,  the 
tired  one  who  drags  herself  to  everything,  fear- 
ing' to  miss  her  money's  worth,  and  a  host  of 
others,  most  of  them  past  youth. 

It  is  an  interesting  thing  to  watch  them  con- 
gregate at  chapel  and  to  note  the  characteristics 
of  the  student  body  as  a  whole,  for  every  college, 
as  every  person,  has  an  individuality  of  its  own. 
You  would  not  be  ten  minutes  in  discovering'  the 
predominating  one  of  Chicago  University.  You 
have  only  to  watch  them  come  in,  hurrying,  push- 
ing", crowding'  through  the  halls,  the  president 
himself,  on  a  hot  July  morning,  walking'  at  a 
rate  that  would  take  the  snap  from  a  January 
day,  arriving  just  in  time  for  chapel,  to  know 
that  "push"  is  one  of  the  distinguishing'  charac- 
teristics of  the  university.  It  is  hers  by  birth- 
right, for  she  has    caught    the    spirit  of    the  city 


whose  name  she  bears.  The  chapel  was  packed 
with  the  crowd,  but  no  one  took  time  to  com- 
ment on  that. 

Perhaps  the  few  words  of  welcome  and  ad- 
vice which  Dr.  Harper  spoke  to  the  student  as- 
sembly may  be  as  novel  to  you  as  they  were 
to  me.  In  a  serious  and  interesting  tone  he 
gave  the  new  students,  as  he  said,  "his  one  word 
of  advice — to  study  little,  to  attend  free  lectures, 
to  register  for  no  more  than  three  studies,  to  be 
idle  as  much  as  possible,  to  play  tennis,  to  get  to 
the  city — in  short,  to  enjoy  the  summer." 

This  seemed  very  unusual,  but  two  days 
showed  the  wisdom  of  his  remarks.  It  would 
seem  that  they  had  applied  universally  all  he  had 
said — such  a  profound  and  almost  oppressive  at- 
mosphere of  work  as  began  to  settle  down  on  the 
campus,  and  in  spite,  of  the  entreaties  of  the 
president,  the  mists  have  never  cleared  away. 
Indeed  the  temptation  to  work  is  great  1  So  rich 
and  abundant  is  the  field  from  which  to  choose, 
with  so  much  outside  of  lessons  to  demand  at- 
tention, the  daily  lectures  of  various  professors, 
on  every  subject  from  "Milton"  to  "Slum  Work," 
the  great  libraries  of  the  city  to  investigate  and 
make  use  of,  the  art  gallery,  the  settlement,  the 
parks  to  visit. 

In  a  conversation  with  Dr.  Harper  one  after- 
noon, he  told  me  that  he  and  several  of  the  pro-. 
fessors  out  of  curiosity  one  day  computed  that 
if  a  man  should  spend  eighty  years  of  his  life  as 
a  student  at  the  university,  summer  and  winter, 
he  would  then  hardly  complete  all  the  courses 
offered  at  Chicago  University. 

The  university  is  surely  a  great  one,  and  in 
the  course  of  years  is  sure  to  outgrow  its  score 
of  buildings  and  four  blocks  of  campus.  Grad- 
uate students  flock  here  from  all  parts  of  the 
compass,  and  certainly  there  would  be  no  more 
pleasant  and  inspiring  way  of  spending  the  sum- 
mer— if  you  can  follow  the  president's  advice. 
The  beautiful  campus,  the  stately  buildings — it 
is  all  impressive,  but  in  spite  of  the  beauty  of  it 
all,  there  comes  a  feeling-  of  something  lacking. 
We  who  come  from  older  institutions  miss  the 
great  old  oak  trees  and  spreading  elms,  and  the 
ivv  climbing'  the  walks.  The  perfect  symmetry 
— and  sameness — of  the  architecture,  the  half- 
grown  trees  extending  in  undeviating-  rows  across 
the  campus,  the  conspicuous  absence  of  initials 
carved  deep  in  the  benches — all  this  steals  away 
the  romance  that  lingers  about  our  ovifn  Alma 
Mater, and  keeps  our  hearts  loyal  to  their  own  love. 


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COLLEGE  Greetings. 


A  CLASS  LETTER. 

MAMIE    E.    MELTON.  '91. 

Nagasaki,  Japan. 
My  Dear  Sisters: — 

Your  letters  came  this  morning'.  'Tis  a  hol- 
iday, the  girls  have  all  gone  to  see  the  crown 
prince,  so  I  can  do  my  share  toward  a  speedy 
sending  forward  of  the  class  letter.  T  wonder  if 
you  all  enjoy  it  as  I  do? 

First,  I  want  to  especially  thank  those  of 
you  who  have  written  from  time  to  time  during 
the  year.  I  have  taken  great  pleasure  in  your 
letters  and  again  and  again  my  heart  has  thank- 
ed you,  although  my  pen  has  been  tardy  in  ac- 
knowledging each  personal  letter.  May  I  take 
this  opportunity  to  thank  you  all  and  to  ask  you 
to  write  whenever  you  can? 

We  have  been  exceedingly  busy  during  the 
past  three  months;  at  one  time  our  household 
numbered  eighteen — the  China  refugees  being 
with  us.  We  have  greatly  enjoyed  meeting  our 
China  people — alone  regretting  the  occasion  that 
made  their  coming  necessary. 

Now  is  the  time  to  deal  with  China  as  she 
should  be  dealt  with,  otherwise  those  scenes  of 
the  past  year  or  years,  will  be  repeated  indefi- 
nitely. 

I  may  go  over  to  Shanghai  Christmas — it  is 
but  a  thirty  hours  ride  by  steamer — although,  of 
course,  I  shall  not  attempt  to  go  up  the  river. 

Two  of  our  ladies  returned  to  America  dur- 
ing the  summer,  so  Miss  Young  and  I  opened 
school  alone  in  September.  This  was  an  under- 
taking, for  we  have  work  for  six  ladies.  Miss 
Russell,  our  "mother"  and  founder  of  the  work, 
came  back  a  few  weeks  since,  and  Bishop  Moore 
appointed  one  of  the  Peking  ladies  for  a  year. 
So  with  the  temporary  help  of  two  other  "refu- 
gees" we  are  doing  nicely.  My  own  work  con- 
tinues as  before. 

For  six  weeks  this  summer  I  spent  my  va- 
cation on  the  sea,  stopping  by  the  way  in  Korea 
andithree  days  at  Vladirostock.  The  latter  place 
was  so  different  from  anything  else  1  had  seen  in 
the  Orient.  The  city  is  beautifully  situated  on 
the  hill  side — there  are  magnificent  three  and 
tonr  storied  buildings  of  stone  and  brick.  The 
Greek  cathedral,  with  its  many  spires,  the  quaint 
style  of  architecture,  the  arsenals  at  every  turn, 
military  costumes,  etc.,  all  served  to  remind  one 
that  he  was  on  Russian  soil. 

We    had    many    amusing   e.vperiences    while 


there.  One  afternoon  we  rode  for  three  hours 
in  the  Russian  droskey,  (carriage)  a  large  con- 
veyance— springless.  The  mud  was  feet  deep, 
but  the  horses  pranced  and  galloped  every  min- 
ii.te  of  the  ride  and  we  resigned  ourselves  to 
splashes  and  rains  of  mud,  and  enjoyed  it  all. 
The  minister  of  Justice  and  Staff  from  St. 
Petersburg  came  back  on  the  same  steamer  with 
us,  and  all  the  elite  of  Vladirostock  turned  out  in 
full  dress  uniform  on  their  departure.  The  for- 
eign etiquette  was  most  amusing.  We  two 
American  girls  sat  on  deck  at  one  end  of  the 
steamer  and  "took  it  all  in",  with  the  American 
Consul  who  had  come  to  see  us  off. 

Then  we  had  five  days  at  Seoul,  the  most  in- 
teresting city  I  have  ever  visited.  We  rode  in 
the  new  railway  running  for  twenty  two  miles 
between  Chemulpo,  the  port,  and  Seoul.  By  far 
the  most  interesting,  if  not  the  most  important, 
event  of  the  past  year  in  the  "Land  of  Morning 
Calm"  has  been  the  opening  of  this  railway.  The 
journey  of  thirty  miles  is  completed  in  about 
three  hours,  a  long  enough  time,  but  still  a  great 
improvement  on  the  old  journey  by  launch  or 
chair,  taking  eight  hours.  Seoul  also  boasts  of 
an  electric  car  line  running  for  miles  throughout 
the  city.  This  line  is  under  foreign  supervision. 
There  seemed  something  strangely  incongruous 
in  this  invention  of  western  civilization,  running' 
through  streets  lined  on  either  side  with  dirty, 
mean  Korean  huts,  with  thatched  roofs  and  mud 
walls. 

We  spent  one  morning  at  the  chief  Imperial 
Palace.  The  king  has  built  for  himself  three 
large  palaces,  but  at  present  he  is  living  in  a 
poor  little  Korean  hut  surrounded  by  the  foreign 
Legations. 

There  have  been  so  many  interruptions  since 
this  letter  was  commenced.  It  is  mail  day,  and 
we  have  liad  guests  and  ■  visitors  from  the 
steamers. 

Sadie,  3'ou  will  be  surprised  to  know  that 
Mrs.  Ruth  Collins-Anderson  is  here  from  Ft. 
Leavenworth.  She  leaves  in  a  few  days  for 
Manila.  They  wanted  to  board  with  us  but  we 
were  full.  I  must  not  forget  to  tell  j'ou,  Metella, 
that  Mrs.  Lingle,  whom  you  mentioned  in  your 
letter,  is  a  dear,  personal  home  friend  of  one  of 
my  best  friends  here.  I  want  to  call  on  her  to- 
morrow— she  and  her  children  are  here  from 
China — Mr.  Lingle,  too.  She  remembered  you 
and  inquired  after  your  health. 

1  was  particularly  interested  in  Clara's  letter 


College   Greetings. 


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as  I  am  in  all  that  the  home  mail  bring-s  con- 
cerning- dear  Helen's  last  hours  on  earth.  Heaven 
has  seemed  more  real  since  she  left  us.  How 
wonderful  it  must  have  seemed  to  her  as  she  en- 
tered upon  her  new  duties  there,  unfettered  by 
tired  nerves  and  wearied  brain — disease  and 
death  conquered  and  God  Himself  havinj^r  wiped 
away  all  tears  forever.  "Eye  hath  not  seen  nor 
ear  heard,"  etc.  After  all,  we  are  only  to  prepare 
here  for  what  awaits  us  there,  and  if  He  sees  fit 
to  hasten  the  departure  and  to  cut  short  what 
seems  so  beautiful  and  needed  here,  and  now,  we 
must  listen  to  Him  whisper,  "What  I  do  thou 
knowest  not  now  but  thou  shalt  know  hereafter." 

"We  shall  enter  through  His  merits 
Not  for  aught  that  we  have  done." 

Perhaps  a  certain  reward  will  come  because 
of  our  works,  but  after  all — prior  and  above 
them — our  entrance,  title  and  fitness  for  Heaven 
can  only  be  conditioned  on  a  personal  acceptance 
of  the  all-atoning-  blood  of  Jesus.  I  hope  you  all 
pray  for  me — let  us  unite  for  one  another  that 
when  our  summons  comes  to  join 

"The  innumerahle  caravan,  that  moves 
To  that  mysterious  realm  -where  each  shall  take 
His  chamber  in  the  silent  halls  ol  death." 

We  may  go  out  "sustained  by  that  unfalter- 
ing- trust  '  that  comes  from  union  with  a  personal 
C  lirist. 


NOTHING  BUT  LEAVES. 


LEAVES    FROM    A    HOUSE    GIRL'S    LIFE    BY    O.    E.    P.  -OG. 

P.\RT  1. 

An  hour  spent  with  a  few  upper  class  girls. 
Scene — Library  of  I.  W.  C.  The  usual  chairs, 
book  cases,  tables,  and  the  three  signs: 


PLEASE  DO  NOT  TALK  IN  THE 
LIBRARY. 


Two  girls  on  duty  to  see  the  printed  sentiments 
(?)  duly  observed. 

The  room  is  filled  with  girls,  studying- or  pre- 
tending- to  study. making-  a  perfect  buzz  of  noise. 
In  contradiction  to  the  law  breakers,  a  group 
of  seniors  in  a  corner  are  quietly  discussing  what 
to  wear  to  the  senior-junior  banquet. 

Two  near-by  juniors  are  watching  them. anx- 
iously endeavoring  to  catch  the  drift  of  the  con- 
versation, without  being-  themselves  caught.     At 


last  one  of  the  juniors  is  overpowered  by  her  cu- 
riosity and  forgetting' her  usual  awe  (?)  she  flings 
prudence  to  the  winds  as  she  inquires,  "What 
are  you  going  to  wear  to  that  thing — excuse  me, 
I  mean  the  banquet." 

A  senior  who  had  been  begging  and  plead- 
ing with  her  classmates  to  hurry  up  with  their 
dues  for  this  very  affair,  this  senior  felt  her  pa- 
tience worn  away  to  the  traditional  frazzle,  and 
she  responds  to  the  question  in  this  way: 

"I  shall  wear  a  decollete  purple  velvet  en 
traine  trimmed  in  'Paris  Green'  and  sky  blue 
ribbons." 

The  junior  expressed  her  heartfelt  gratitude 
and  departed  much  enlightened. 

Up  to  this  time  the  senior  corner  had  been 
comparatively  quiet,  but  another  junior,  the  pop- 
ular   Miss   flung   herself    into  the  group  of 

02's  exclaiming: 

"O,    girls!       Miss    wants    to    see    me! 

What  do  you  suppose  she  wants?  It  can't  be  be- 
cause of  what  I  did  last  Monday,  for  not  a  soul 
knows  about  it,  but  just  a  few  girls,  [known  to 
be  15  in  number]  Wonder  if  it's  because  I 
sneaked  up  to  the  candy  kitchen  Wednesday,  or 
because  I  went  to  the  library  Thursday  and  didn't 
tell  her?  Wonder  how  she  found  it  out?  Some- 
body  is   always  telling  on  us  girls  every  time  we 

turn  our  backs.     Anyhow  I  told  her  when  T 

walked  home  with  me  from  town.  O,  what  must 
I  do?" 

The  seniors  advised  her  to  go  and  find  out 
which  of  her  particular  transgressions  had  found 
her  out. 

"O,  I  can't   go,"    she   cried,  "Miss  will 

finish  me  sure,  this  time.  She  was  lovely  the 
last  time.  One  of  you  seniors  please  come  with 
me." 

But  the  seniors  shook  their  venerable  heads 
and  observed  that  they  never  attended  functions 
to  which  they  had  no  invitations,  and  the  junior 
departed  in  fear  and  trembling,  to  return  in  fif- 
teen minutes,  radiant  with  joy,  and  not  at  all 
"finished"  so  far  as  the  sages  could  see.  She  ex- 
plained it  thus: 

Oh!  It  wasn't  a  bit  like  I  expected.  She 
was  so  nice!  It  was — she  said  I  told — O,  it  won't 
interest  you  anyway.  I'll  never  do  it  again,  that 
is  not  this  term." 

As  she  took  her  departure  the  seniors  looked 
unspeakable  things  and  the  common  thought  was 
"Were  we  ever  thus." 

(Continued  on  page  six.) 


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The  colleg'e  calendar  is  constantly  being'  en- 
riched by  days  of  special  significance  set  apart 
for  observance,  but  none  of  them  seem  so  to  link 
us  to  college  life  universal  as  the  Day  of  Prayer 
for  Colleges.  It  is  a  reminder  of  the  obligation 
scholarship  owes  to  Christian  benevolence.  From 
.lohn  Harvard  down  is  a  long'  line  of  benefactors 
whose  impulse  to  g'ive  came  from  the  faith  they 
professed,  and  it  is  fitting  tliat  for  at  least  one 
day  in  the  year  we  should  be  reminded  of  the 
sourcefrom  which  our  privileges  come.  College  life 
is  a  full  one  and  its  aims  high  and  absorbing. 
It  is  to  be  feared  that  sometimes  the  highest 
aim  of  all  is  lost  sight  of,  and  a  day  like  this 
when  all  the  active  .interests  are  suspended  for  a 
few  hours,  and  there  is  time  enoug'h  to  ask  one- 
self if  tliere  is  not  something  quite  bevond  graes 
and  rank,  and  scholarship  which  is  equally 
well  worth  the  striving  for,  comes  as  a  real  boon 
to  student  life  everywhere.  We  need  to  stop  short 
once  in  the  year  and  feel  the  truth  of  Thoreau's 
words  that  "Time  is  but  the  stream  I  go  a-fisli- 
ing  in.  I  drink  at  it,  but  whtle  I  drink,  I  see  the 
sandy  bottom  and  detect  how  shallow  it  is.  Its 
thin  current  slides  awav,  but  eternitv  remains." 


(Continued  from  page  five.) 
NOTHING  BUT  LEAVES. 


LEAVES  FR 


WN  GIRL.-S  LIFE.  BY   H. 
PART     II. 


"You  see  it  was  like  this,"  and  the  chemistry 
girl  gazed  up  at  the  '02  pennants  with  a  tar-away 
look. 

"You  know  m\'  brother?" 

The  psychology  girl  nodded  across  the  red 
covered  table. 

"Well,"  continued  the  chemistry  girl,  "He's 
crazy  on  steam  engines,  electric  engines,  gas  en- 
gines and  electric  batteries.  Last  night  he 
brought  home  a  lot  of  bichromate  of  potash  and 
sulphuric  acid  and  things  to  set  up  a  battery. 
He  fixed  the  stuff  and  put  it  in  jars  out  in  the 
kitchen  to  wait  till  he  was  ready  to  use  it.  I 
suppose  the  chemical  combination  took  place  too 
abruptly,  for  all  at  once  there  was  a  sound  of 
breaking-  glass  as  if  a  street  car  had  accidentally 
turned  into  a  china  store.  We  hurried  out  and 
in  the  general  scramble  we  all  received  upon  our- 
selves a  due  proportion  of  the  chemicals.  See 
those  red  spots  on  my  shoes?  That's  where  the 
H2  SO4  hit  me.  Ammonia  won't  effect  them  in 
the  least.  We  mopped  and  mopped  the  stuff  up; 
you  know  it's  so  red  looking,  and  it  was  for  eat- 
ing a  hole  right  through  to  the  cellar.  And  then 
I  put  the  mop  in  the  sink  and  rinsed  it  out." 

Here  the  chemistry  girl  gazed  long  and  va- 
cantly at  Centenary  steeple — gazed  until  the 
other  said: 

■And  then  what?  " 

••And  then,"  she  resumed,  •'the  bichromate  of 
potash  seemed  to  be  thirsty  for  it  went  to  the 
well.  This  morning  I  went  to  get  a  drink  myself 
and  found  the  water  ting'ed  yellow.  We  pumped 
the  well  half  dry  but  it  is  all  just  the  same.  It 
scares  me  to  think  of  us  all  being  poisoned  by  it. 
And  Jack,  oh.  Jack    will  be  the  death  of   us  vet." 

"Very  sad,  "  sympathized  the  psychological 
one.  "What  a  chance  it  would  have  been  for  Miss 
Stewart  and  her  fiask  breakers  to  e.'^periment  bv 
the  v^-holesale." 

'•Yes. 'tis  sad, "assented  the  cliemicallv  afflict- 
ed one,  •'But  what  was  that  yarn  you  started  to 
tell  me  in  the  library  this  morning?' 

"O,  that,"  and  the  psycholog'v  girl  looked 
wise,  'You  know  there  are  five  of  us  I.  W,  C, 's 
here  and  we  like  to  study  in  the  hall  sometimes, 
Yesterdav    the   l>ell  rang'  and  I  peeped  and  saw  a 


CoLLEOE   Greetings. 


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precise  old  bachelor  friend  who  calls  twice  a 
year.  The  crowd  fell  over  footstools,  rocking 
chairs  and  each  other  in  their  haste  to  escape. 
That  is  all,  but  my  roommate,  and  she  hadn't 
caug-ht  his  name.  She  was  gathering  up  her 
books  just  as  I  showed  him  in.  About  a  minute 
later,  Mr.  Blank,  our  landlord  hurried  in.  He  is 
a  great  tease,  always  leaving  the  shotgun  by  the 
parlor  door  and  other  similar  tricks.  I  wonder- 
ed why  Mr  Blank  left  so  hurriedly,  but  found  out 
later,  that  is  to  say,  it  leaked  out  that  my  room- 
mate had  told  the  Blanks  she  guessed  the  minis- 
ter had  called.  So  Mr.  Blank  had  rushed  in  to 
welcome  the  minister.      Funny,  isn't  it?" 

"Well,"  said  the  chemistry  girl.  "What  do 
you  call  that  in  psychology"? 

"It  isn't  psychology,"  answered  the  other, 
■It's  an  example  of    Too  Hasty  Inference"' 


COLLEGE  DEPARTMENT. 


DAY  OF  PRAYER. 

January  31st  was  the  day  of  prayer  for 
colleges.  It  began  at  the  I.  W.  C.  with  a  meeting 
of  twenty  two  girls  in  a  little  circle  of  prayer  be- 
fore breakfast,  and  after  the  first  two  recitations 
were  over,  ihe  day  was  given  over  to  religious 
observance. 

All  of  the  classes  from  the  seniors  down  to 
the  preps  met  in  the  several  practice  rooms 
with  one  of  their  own  number  as  leader,  while  at 
the  same  hour  the  members  of  the  faculty  were 
assembled  in  Miss  Austin's  sitting  room. 

At  10:30  all  gathered  in  the  chapel  to  hear 
the  Rev.  D.  M.  Howe,  pastor  of  First  Church, 
Springfield,  preach  from  the  text;  "So  teach  us 
to  number  our  days  that  we  mav  applv  our 
hearts  unto  wisdom," 

It  was  an  uplifting"  and  inspiring  discourse, 
urging"  us  to  a  greater  sense  of  our  possibilities 
in  that  little  portion  of  eternity  that  we  call  to- 
day. 

It  pleaded  for  greater  frankness  in  recogniz- 
ing" personal  conditions. for  the  crowning  richness 
and  power  of  live  and  the  motive  that  emanates 
from  a  pure  heart.  Only  God  can  determine  tlie 
length  of  human  life,  but  it  rests  with  the  person 


himself  to  control  its  breadth    and   its   depth   of 
thought,  of  love,  and  of  Christian  experience. 

The  resident  ministers  and  many  from  out 
in  town  were  present  at  the  service, as  they  were  at 
the  afternoon  praise  service, also.  This  was  giv- 
en over  to  the  Evangelist  Shawhan,  assisted  by 
the  singer,  Mr.  Elderkin,  who  were  then  in  the 
beginning  of  their  series  of  meetings  at  Centenary 
church.  It  was  a  heart-stirring,  close,  but  ten- 
der appeal  to  a  higher  experience  and  service, 
and  at  the  close  several  came  forward  in  token  of 
their  desire  to  follow  more  closely  the  Master's 
leadership.  The  singing  of  the  little  hymn  with 
its  persistent  refrain,  "Then  go  every  step  of  the 
way."  by  the  rich,  blending  voices  of  these  two 
men  of  God  was  a  benediction  that  fittingly  clos- 
ed a  service  of  unusual  spirituality. 


THE  VALENTINE   PARTY. 


On  St.  Valentine's  birthday,  at  7:30  p.  m., 
the  sophomore  class  entertained  the  college  stu- 
dents in  honor  of  the  seniors. 

The  guests  first  repaired  to  the  chapel,  where 
a  charming  little  play,  "Mr.  Bob,"  was  present- 
ed by  some  ot  the  sophomores:  Mae  Brown,  ' 
Blanche  Sonnemann,  Myra  Morey,  Edna  Kinzle, 
Mabel  Shuff,  Etna  Stivers  and  Anna  White.  The 
play  was  an  unqualified  success,  and  it  would  be 
impossible  to  say  who  "did  the  best,"  although 
we  might  say  that  the  two  young  ladies  who 
took  the  parts  of  butler  and  maid  brought  those 
characters  up  to  a  perfection  that  is  seldom 
reached  by  amateurs  who  attempt  the  solution 
of  the  servant  question. 

After  the  chapel  entertainment  was  over,  the 
guests  gathered  in  the  reception  room  to  be  prop- 
erly "received"  by  hostesses  and  special  guests. 
The  reception  room  had  blossomed  into  a  bewild- 
erment of  red  and  white  hearts  that  swung  from 
the  lights,  clung  to  curtains, stretched  round  and 
round  the  room,  all  of  which  was  surrounded  by 
the  crimson  and  and  white  of  1902.  The  plan 
of  decoration  was  beautiful  and  unique,  and  elic- 
ited much  praise.  Dainty  and  tempting  refresh- 
ments were  served  in  the  parlor,  which  had  been 
arrayed  in  the  purple  and  gold  of  1904.  Af- 
ter an  hour  of  social  enjoyment,  the  guests  de- 
parted, voting"  the  sophomore  class  and  their 
class  officer.  Miss  Cowg"ill.  roval  entertainers. 


College  Greetings. 


THE    PSYCHOLOGY  CLASS. 


The  pyschology  class  has  finished  the  text 
book  and  for  the  past  two  weeks  the  recitation 
period  has  been  spent  in  the  discussion  of  psy- 
chological themes  by  the  various  members  of 
the  class.  The  following-  is  a  little  account  of 
the  work  done: 


Miss  Achenbach  explained  all  about  Appetites. 
Miss  Anderson  presented  Altruism  in  various  lights. 
The  EHect  ol  Mind  on  Body  by  Miss  Blackburn, 

Afforded  the  girls  a  chance  to  learn. 
And  Miss  DeFrates  produced  some  sensation. 

By  her  theme  on  the  Imagination. 
The  girls  all  sat  quite  attentive  and  still, 

While  Miss  Dyer  showed  the  strength  of  the  Will. 
A  paper  on  .Sympathy  was  read  by  Miss  Harmon, 

The  teacher  said,  "a  very  nice  little  sermon." 
Then  Instinct  was  ably  discussed  by  Miss  Joy, 

Which  gave  pleasure  without  alloy. 
The  Intelligence  of  Animals  was  shown. 

In  a  way  which  Miss  Phillippe  proved  her  own . 
Next  Miss  Read  read  a  theme  on  Habits, 

That  made  the  girls  reflect  for  Sabbaths. 
Miss  Stevenson  talked  about  Concentration, 

Which  roused  the  girls  to  great  animation. 
The  wonders  of  Mesmerism  by  Miss  Shuff, 

Taught  the  girls  a  lot  ol  funny  stufl. 
Heredity  was  well  mastered  by  Miss  Tanner, 

And  for  it  she  deserves  a  banner. 
Miss  Wylder  portrayed  terrible  Illusion, 

And  ideas  came  from  the  class  in  profusion. 
Miss  Fackt  spoke  of  Memory  in  such  a  way, 

As  brought  back  old  scenes  of  a  former  day. 
But  finally  came  Dreams  by  Miss  Moore, 

And  Pschology  Themes  then  were  o'er. 


SENIOR-JUNIOR  BANQUET. 


On  Saturday  evening',  Feb..  1st,  the  seniors 
gave  a  banquet  in  honor  of  the  juniors.  Together 
with  their  class  officer  Miss  Stewart,  Miss  Austin, 
and  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harker,  they  appeared  in  the 
chapel  where  they  were  cordially  received  by  the 
seniors  and  their  class  officer.  Miss  Cole.  The  re- 
ception room  had  been  tastefully  decorated  with 
the  junior  colors  and  the  tables  with  the  red 
ctirnations,  the  senior  class  flower,  and  with 
dainty  menu  cards  of  birch  bark.  Thither  all 
repaired  about  eight  o'clock  and  partook  of  the 
feast  which  had  been  arranged. 

Followinsr  is  the  menu: — 


Consomme  a  la  Alphabet 
Celery  Pickles  Olives 

Roast  Turkey 
Tea  Rolls  Cranberry  Sauce 

Escaloped  Oj'sters 
Shrimp  Salad  Saratoga  Chips 

Cheese  Straws 

Cake  Coffee 

Ice  Cream  Forms 

Assorted  Fruits 

Salted  Nuts 

.Tokes 

With  Gertrude  Tanner,  the  president  of  the 
senior  class,  acting  as  toast-master,  the  follow- 
ing toasts    were  given. 

The  Past  of  the  College  -  Miss  Austin 

The  Present  of  the  College         -         Miss  Stewart 
The  Future  of  the  College  Elizabeth  Harker 

Our  Guests;    Representatives  of  the  Faculty 

and  Class  of  1903         -  Miss  Anderson 

Prophecy  of  the  college  -  Dr.  Harker 

As  this  was  the  first  class  banquet  ever  given 
in  the  College,  and  as  it  was  so  enjo3-able  to  all 
present,  it  will  undoubtedlv  be  followed  often  in 
the  future. 


COLLEGE  OF  MUSIC. 

We  have  had  an  unusual  number  of  good 
musical  attractions  this  month  which  have  all 
been  enjoyed.  The  first  faculty  recital  of  the 
term  was  given  in  the  chapel,  Januar}'  31st.  bv 
Miss  Williamson,  Mi-ss  Garner  assisting.  The 
following  is  the  program  which  was  thoroughly 
enjoyed: 


Ballade 

Concerto  Op.  IB  - 

a  Sonata  Op.  ] 

Andante  Molto  '_ 

Minnetto  1 

b  To  Spring  ) 

c  Troika  I. 

d  Romance  Op.  5  I 

Legende 

Andante  Spianto  and  Polonaise 


Reinecke 
De  Beriot 


Tschaikowsky 


Bohm 
Chopin 


We  were  all  glad  to  hear  Miss  Williamson 
who  has  been  with  us  such  a  short  time,  and 
Miss  Garner's  playing-  is  always  enjoyed. 

Miss  Kreider  assisted  Miss  Cole  in  her  recit- 
al the  3rd  ot  .Tanuar}'. 

The  first  senior  recital  of  the  year  was  given 
by  Miss  Clara  Franke,  February  fath.  This  was 
a  brilliant  opening-  for  the  series  of    senior  recit- 


College   Greetings. 


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als,  which  will  be  gfiven  during  the  next  few 
months.  Miss  Franke  is  a  careful  student.  The 
combination  of  fine  technique  and  an  artistic 
temperament  makes  her  playing-  most  enjoyable. 
The  following  is  the  program: 

Sonata  Op.  27,  No.  1  -  -  -       Beethoven 

Andante  Allegro  -  - 

Allegro  Molto  e  Vivace 
Adagio  Allegro  Vivace 

a  Canzone  Napolitana  (Nocturne)  -  -  -  Liszt 

b  De  Papillion  -  .  -  -  .  Lavallee 

c  Valse  Arabesque  -  -  Chaminade 

Polonaise  Op.  53  _  .  .         Chopin 

Concerto  in  G  Minor  -  -  Mendelssohn 

(last  movement.) 


The  Glee  Club  sang  at  the  McKinley  Memor- 
ial Service  at  the  High  school,  January  29.  On 
the  way  home  Miss  Kreider  took  the  girls  in  to 
Vickery  &  Merrigan's  and  we  all  know  what  a 
delightful  surprise  was  in  store  for    them    there. 

The  interpretation  class  held  its  regular 
meeting  in  the  chapel,  February  11th.  The  lives 
and  compositions  of  Bach  and  Chopin  were  es- 
pecially studied  this  time.  Miss  Jeanette  Scott 
read  an  interesting  paper  on  the  life  of  Bach,  af- 
ter which  the  twenty  first  prelude  and  the  C  and 
second  spugues  were  played  by  the  Misses  Bar- 
low, Layman  and  Huckeby.  Miss  Irene  Kinne 
gave  a  brief,  but  well  written  outline  of  Chopin's 
life  and  the  following  of  his  compositions  were 
played; 


Nocturne 
Polonaise 
Elude  (10) 
Maguska 
Rondo 


Miss  Merrill 

Miss  Briggs 

Miss  Doying 

Miss  Line 

Miss  Leta  Clarke 


An  interesting  collection  of  news  items  for 
the  month,  read  by  Miss  Ethel  Dudley,  ended  the 
program.  The  ne.xt  meeting  will  be  the  first 
Tuesday  in  March,  when  several  of  Liszt's  com- 
positions will  be  played. 


The    first    public  pupil's  recital  of    the    term 
was  given  Thursday,  Feb.  13th. 


The  orchestra  under  Miss  Garner's  direction 
gave  a  short  program  in  the  chapel  Saturday 
evening,  12th.  This  was  very  much  enjoyed  and 
we  hope  they  will  play  again  before  long. 


MISS  COLE'S  RECITAL. 


One  of  the  most  enjoyable  events  of  the  year 
was  the  recital  given  Feb.  3rd,  by  Miss  Katherine 
Dickens  Cole,  director  of  the  School  of  Elocution, 
assisted  by  Miss  Kreider,  soprano,  and  Corinne 
Musgrove,   accompanist. 

Miss  Cole  gave  a  whole  program  of  sacred 
literature.  The  readings  from  the  Psalms  sound- 
ed as  reverent  and  musical  as  an  organ  in  a 
dimly  lighted  church.  The  story  of  the  Prodigal 
Son  took  on  new  light  and  sympathy,  while 
Paul's  direct  appeal  to  King  Agrippa  was  so 
natural  as  to  bring  the  characters  vividly  before 
one. 

Milton's  poem  on  his  Blindness  and  a  daintv 
Good  Night  verse  completed  the  program,  which 
had  been  from  beginning  to  end  wise  in  choice 
of  material,  classical  in  rendering  and  reverent 
in  feeling. 

"You  are  passing  welcome ;  and  so  I  pray  you  all  to  think 
yourselves."— Shakespeare. 

PROGRAM. 

PART   I. 

Bible  Readings:—  •    ' 

Psalms  XXIV,  XC. 

Luke  XV,  11-32. 

Acts  XXVI. 
"Cry  Aloud,  Spare  Not."  from  "Isaiah."  -  -       Patton 

Robert  of  Sicily,  -  -  -  Longfellow 

"Ben  Hur"— Angels  and  Shepherds,  -  Lew  Wallace 

The  Widow's  Mite,  -  -  -  M'Keehan 


Goring-Thomas 
Taylor 


PAI^T  i\. 
"Time's  Garden."  -  -  - 

(Cello  obligato,  Mr.  Wm.  Hoblit.) 
Isle  of  Long  Ago, 
Hymns:— 

Worship  the  King,  ...         Grant 

A  Present  Help,  -  -  -  Whittier 

Blindness,  -  -  -  -  Milton 

Good  Night,  -  -  .  Werner 

"Fare  you  well,  till  we  shall  meet  again. 
Fair  thoughts  and  happy  hours  attend  you." 

—Shakespeare. 


GEORGE'S    BIRTHDAY. 

It  was  celebrated  by  a  Colonial  Tea  Party  in 
the  chapel  Saturday  morning,  with  Benjamin  and 
Mrs.  Franklin  as  host  and  hostess.  All  came  in 
quaint  old-time  garb  and  there  was  much  stately 
ceremony  and  spirited  conversation  about  the 
strangle  happenings  on  a  recent  night  in  Boston 
harbor.  The     daring    of     the     minuet    wars, 

an  attractive  feature,  as  well  as  Mrs.  Jefferson's 
singing  and  the  singing  of  the  popular  new  song 
of  "Yankee  Doodle."  In  the  evening  came  a  cos- 
tume party  in  the  reception  room,  where  deli- 
cious refreshments  were  served. 


COIvIvEGE   GREEXINOS. 


ALUMNAE   NOTES. 

Gertrude  Stiles,  '85,  has  returned  from  her 
trip  abroad,  landing'  in  this  country,  Feb.  6th. 
For  the  present  she  is  in  Philadelphia,  Pa. 

Cards  have  been  received  announcing'  the 
marriage  of  M.  Emma  Gwinn,  '86,  to  Dr.  Edwin 
Leigh  Reid,  in  Chicag-o,  Jan.  11th.  Their  home 
will  be  Baltimore,  Md. 


The  class  of  '91,  ever  since  their  graduation, 
have  been  in  the  habit  of  writing  class  letters,  to 
which  each  member  after  a  month's  delay,  con- 
tributes an  additional  letter  and  remails  the 
whole  to  another  classmate.  It  takes  the  year  to 
make  the  round,  but  for  eleven  years  there  has 
been  no  break  in  the  chain,  until  the  death  of 
Helen  Duncan,  to  which  allusion  is  made  in 
Mamie  Melton's  interesting  letter,  given  else- 
where in  The  Greetings. 

The  Record-Herald  of  Feb.  6th,  contains 
the  portrait  of  a  child-actress,  "Petite  Meg'non," 
who  has  been  engaged  to  play  the  part  of  an  an- 
gel child  in  one  of  Mrs.  Patrick  Campbell's  plays. 
She  is  the  daughter  of  Mrs.  Dell  Maudy  Nicholis, 
'80,  who  is  on  the  stage  under  the  name  of  Dell 
Donglass.  The  child  is  9  years  old  and  is  said  to 
be  a  born  actress,  having  appeared  in  the  char- 
acter of  Little  Lord  Fauntleroy  in  Chicago  and 
other  cities,and  as  the  Roman  boy  in  "Quo  Vadis" 
in  St.  Louis.  She  is  the  only  American  in  Mrs. 
Campbell's  troupe. 

Near  midnight  of  Feb.  1st,  there  passed  out 
of  lite  a  truly  beautiful  soul.  Mrs.  Lottie  Moore 
Ohman  ot  the  class  of  '68.  Perhaps  no  other 
daug-hter  of  the  College  has  cut  so  wide  a,  circle 
of  helpful  influence  as  this  woman  whose  small 
frame  enveloped  such  large  energy.  She  was 
active  in  her  church  work,  connected  with  both 
the  Home  and  Foreign  Missionary  Societies,  but 
it  was  the  W.  C.  T.  U.  that  engaged  lier  heart's 
deepest  interest,  for  out  of  that  grew  her  minis- 
trations to  the  inmates  of  the  Joliet  penitentiary 
She  seemed  to  knov\'  by  divine  intuition  how  to 
touch  the  nobler  instincts  of  these  poor  creatures 
and  upon  their  release  they  would  come  straight 
to  her  for  counsel    and    help    in    the    readjusting' 


of  themselves  to  life  ag'ain,  and  she  was  wont  to 
say  that  the  only  namesakes  she  ever  had  were 
the  children  of  these  redeemed  convicts — "m}- 
prisoners,"  she  called  them.  Many,  many  years 
ago  a  minister  who  had  known  and  loved  her 
since  a  child,  meeting  her  after  a  long  separation 
said,  "Well,  Lottie,  you  don't  grow  much." 
Raising  her  beautiful,  speaking  eves  toward 
the  tall  clerg3'manr*she  said,  "Oh,  yes,  I  do — I 
mean  to  outgrow  you  all — spirituall}'."  And  she 
did,  for  her  benificent  services  continued  up  to 
the  very  close  of  her  fifty  six  }'ears  of  earthly 
pilgrimage  and  now  the  "more  abundant  life" 
has  received  her. 


COLLEGE  NOTES. 


Miss  Brahm  visited  Clara  Swain  at  her  coun- 
try home,  Feb.  L^th  and  l()th. 

Hettie  Anderson  spent  Sunday,  Feb.  9th.  at 
Literberry  with  Elsie  McCreary. 

Rev.  Russel  Thrapp,  pastor  of  the  Christian 
church  addressed  the  colleg'e  one  day  recently. 

Corinne  Musgrove  has  had  the  pleasure  of  a 
visit  from  her  mother  and  brother  who  came  to 
attend  her  recital. 

Dr.  Horace  Reed  on  Feb.  7th,  favored  the 
college  with  a  fine  lecture  on  Dickens.  The  pas- 
tors of  the  Jacksonville  M.  E.  churches  also  at- 
tended chapel  on  that  day. 

Reverend  Mr.  Shawhan  and  Prof.  Elderkin 
were  present  at  chapel  on  Jan.  28th.  Mr.  Shaw- 
han's  address  was  especially'  thoughtful,  though 
not  in  the  least  lacking  in  entertainment. 

Senior  essays  thus  tar  read  in  chapel  have 
been;  The  Tenement  House  of  Today,  Olive 
Phillipi;  Book  Life  of  a  Girl,  Anna  Stevenson: 
Norse  Mvthology,  Refina  DeFrates;  Oratorv,  Jes- 
sie Achenbach,  and  The  American  AVoman  as 
Journalist,  Hettie  Anderson. 

Teacher — "Whenever  the  sun  ceases  to  give 
light  and  warmth,  then  the  earth  will  come  to 
an  end." 

Supt — "But  the}'  sav  the  earth  is  going'  to- 
ward the  sun.  If  it  does  we'll  get  there  before  it 
goes  out  and  tall  in." 

Senior — "Were  you  squelched  or  friendly  ad- 
vised'.'" 

Freshman — "W^ell  I  was  friendl}'  advised  the 
first  time  and  she  made  the  other  two  times  un- 
deniable squelching's." 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


I'5^ 


VOL.  V 


JACKSONVILLE,   ILL.   MARCH,    1902. 


NO.  7 


BY  THE  WAY  SIDE 


-Laura  L.  Heimlich,* 08. 


'"  I   HE  thing's  I've  done  since  I  came  down  here, 
JL  that   I    thoug-ht    I   never  could  or  never 

would  do,  would  fill  a  fearful  and  won- 
derful volume.  The  commercial  teacher  shares 
my  sitting  room,  and  I've  just  finished  convinc- 
ing- her  that  the  contortions  I've  been  going 
through  were  not  "delirium  tremens"nor'  eclectic 
fits,"but  the  rough  outlines  or  hints  of  a  drill  that 
I  have  composed  for  the  youths  under  my  charg-e 
for  commencement. 

But  'his  is  only  by  way  of  introduction  to 
my  main  topic — a  recent  trip  we  took  to  Knox- 
ville.  Schley  was  there  the  fifth  and  sixth,  so  we 
obtained  a  "day  ofi:"  and  went  down  to  see  him 
the  fifth.  It  was  cold — the  very  coldest  weather 
Tennessee  has  had — but  we  were  not  to  be  daunt- 
ed. You  rise  at  an  unearthly  hour  to  catch  a 
train  that  is  supposed  to  leave  at  three  in  the 
morning".  Now  I've  lived  down  here  something- 
like  five  months  and  in  all  that  time  I've  never 
known  a  train  to  be  on  time.  In  fact,  they  tell 
of  one  in  Virginia  that  was  two  weeks  late — dur- 
ing the  holiday  snow  there.  Of  course  I'm  not 
going  to  be  rash  and  swear  to  the  truth  of  this, 
not  having  been  on  the  train,  (fortunately)  but 
I.  tor  one.  firmly  believe  it!  So  I  think  it  is  a 
proof  of  our  trusting-,  confiding  natures  that  we 
actually  believed  it  when  they  told  us  that  that 
early  morning  train  was  always  on  time.  At  any 
rate  we  rose  at  the  prescribed  time,  hastily  mak- 
ing" chocolate  over  our  fireplace,  and  tramped  to 
the  station  in  the  cold  of  that  very  cold  morning. 
We  walked,  of  course.  I  don't  know,  but  from 
my  experience  \vith  them,  I  ain  inclined  to  think 
there  is  a  law  against  the  running  of  the  'bus  af- 
ter six  o'clock. 

Now  I  suppose  you  have  guessed  ere  this 
time  that  the  train  was  late — and  so  it  was — but 
how  late  von  can't  imag-ine.     Tlie  first  announce- 


ment said  two  hours,  but  at  the  end  of  that  time 
the  g"enial  youth  in  charge  of  the  ticket  office  put 
his  head  out  and  -with  a  fine  display  of  ivory  in- 
formed us  that  "You-all  will  have  another  hour 
to  wait."  It  was  too  far  and  too  cold  to  g"o  back 
to  Crary  Hall,  so  we  sat  in  the  station  and  wait- 
ed. Luckily  we  were  a  particularly  ag"reeable 
trio  and  it  wasn't  so  bad.  The  yarns  we  spun 
would  make  Bellamy  groan  and  Mary  J.  Holmes 
turn  in  her  grave,  for  they  were  a  sort  of  mix- 
ture of  the  styles  of  those  two,  if  you  can  imag-ine 
such  a  thing-. 

The  train  came  at  last  and  took  us  to  Knox- 
ville  in  about  two  hours.  Anyone  who  has  lived 
in  a  small  town  for  any  length  of  time,  where 
there  are  only  two  buildings  that  boast  of  more 
than  two  stories,  and  nothing  more  exciting  than 
choir  practice,  can  appreciate  my  feeling  at  be- 
ing in  a  real,  live,  "shore  nuff"  city  once  more. 
That  is  if  you  are  as  fond  of  the  sig-hts  you  see 
and  the  sounds  you  hear  in  a  city  as  I  am. 

Knoxville  is  a  place  of  about  50,000  and  very 
much  like  any  other  northern  city  of  that  size. 
However,  the  people  in  one  thing-  differ  vastly 
from  our  northern  people.  Up  north  we  have  our 
fair  share  of  curiosity — some  people  even  have 
more  than  their  share,  I  think,  occasionally — but 
we  do  not  possess  it  in  anything-  like  the  quan- 
tity or  quality  that  the  southern  people  do.  It's 
a  genial  let-us-be-friends  sort  of  curiosity  that 
makes  the  hotel  clerk  ask  "If  you've  ever  been 
heali  befoh?"  It's  an  artless,  interested-in-you 
sort  of  curiosity  that  makes  even  the  street  car 
conductor  take  an  interest  in  you,  and  point  out 
the  beauty  along  his  line.  They  are  never  ill- 
bred  and  they  are  never  rude.  I  figure  it  out  this 
way.  They  keep  nothing-  to  themselves,  and  they 
don't  understand  that  other  people  may  have  a 
desire  to  do  so.  They  are  frank  and  winning-  in 
their  manners,  and  lack  the  cautiousness,  the 
stiffness  that  we  northern  people  possess  to  such 
a  marked  deg-ree. 

We  went  to  the  "Palace"  for  breakfast.  It 
isn't  the  best.  The  "Imperial"  ranks  first,  and 
that  was  where  Schley  was  stopping, so  of  course 
it  was  filled  to  overflowing-.  The  "Palace"  ranks 
next,  and  we  ate  breakfast  there  under    the    per- 


p  h  g 


COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


sonal  supervision  of  the  head  waiter.  The  head 
waiter  is  a  most  reiriarkable  person.  I  did  know 
his  name,  but  have  forg'otten  it  now.  But  no 
matter,  I  call  him  "Salaam"  and  that  suits  bet- 
ter. He  was  a  colored  man  as  might  be  inferred, 
— and  large  and  portly — and  also  very  bald  head- 
ed, and  exceedingly  cross-eyed.  However  all 
.  this  is  commonplace.  It  was  his  bows  that  cap- 
tivated us.  Such  harmonic  poise!  Such  grace! 
He  would  have  rejoiced  the  heart  of  Delsarte, 
and  a  French  dancing  master  would  have  looked 
stiff  beside  him.  Of  course,  I  know  head  waiters 
and  just  common  waiters  have  sometimes  the 
bowing  habit.  I've  seen  quite  a  few  that  were 
thus  affected,  but  none  that  had  reached  the  de- 
gree of  perfection  that  Salaam  had. 

After  breakfast  we  went  out  and  found  a 
place  where  they  sold  camera  supplies  and  had 
ours  "loaded."  Then  we  went  down  Gay  street 
to  the  bridge  that  crosses  the  Tennessee  River. 
It's  breezy  out  there,  but  beautiful.  Most  of  the 
town  stops  decorously  on  one  side  of  the  river 
and  on  the  other  side  hills  and  woodsy  looking 
places  stretch  away.  Looking  up  the  river  you 
see  the  railroad  bridge,  and  along  the  town  side 
of  the  river,  boats  are  anchored.  The  bridge  it- 
self is  a  thing  of  beauty,  and  in  the  summer  sea- 
son doubtless  proves  a  joy  forever.  There  is  a 
car  line  across  it,  and  walks  for  pedestrians.  But 
I  suppose  most  bridges  have  those  conveniences. 
This  one  is  built  of  stone  and  iron,  and  deserves 
special  mention,  because  it  is  painted  a  beautiful 
silver  instead  of  the  usual  hideous  brick  red. 

We  saw  Schley  twice.  The  town  turned 
out  en  masse,  and  the  decorations, while  not  elab- 
orate, were  very  beautiful.  We  posted  ourselves 
and  our  camera  as  near  the  curbstone  as  possible 
and  every  one  with  the  usual  southern  gallantry 
stood  out  of  the  way.  Accordingly  we  formed  a 
little  group  all  by  ourselves.  Perhaps  that  is 
why  we  got  a  special  smile  and  bow  from  Schley. 
Perhaps  he  thought  he  would  spoil  the  camera 
picture.  That  is  what  envious  people  at  home 
said.  Be  that  as  it  may,  he  leaned  out  and  bow- 
ed quite  directly  at  us,  and  we  cheered  wildly 
with  the  rest  of  the  crowd.  He  impressed  me  as 
being  a  better  looking  man  than  his  pictures 
show  him  to  be. 

We  spent  the  afternoon  seeing  the  city. 
Knoxville  has  a  university — co-educational — a 
splendid  courthouse,  a  woman's  building-,  and 
many  other  points  of  interest.  The  university 
boys'  dress  is  a  regulation  military  suit  of    grey, 


and  presented  a  very  smart  appearance  in  the 
Schley  parade.  A  Morristown  boy  who  is  attend- 
ing the  school  at  Knoxville  had  the  honor  of 
making  the  welcoming  address  to  Schley. 

On  returning  to  our  quiet  little  town  that 
evening  we  felt  that  once  more  we  had  been  in 
the  giddy  whirl  of  the  world's  life.  At  home 
every  one  apparently  regarded  us  in  the  light  of 
heroines  for  daring  to  venture  out  in  such  cold 
weather.  A  southerner  is  hardly  ever  prepared 
for  cold  weather  and  when  it  does  come  he  shiv- 
ers and  hugs  the  hearthside  and  is  miserable  un- 
til it  is  over. 

Last  Friday  there  was  an  amusing  break  in 
the  stately  routine  of  the  daily  life  down  here. 
In  the  morning  while  in  my  class  room  which 
opens  off  the  side  porch,  there  was  a  knock  at 
the  door,  and  on  opening  it  a  dapper  youth  pre- 
sented himself,  inquiring  permission  to  talk  to 
the  boys  and  girls  about  an  entertainment  to  be 
given  at  the  opera  house  that  afternoon.  He 
was  very  boyish,  very  conversational  and  very 
gallant.  He  wore  a  horseshoe  pin  of  brilliants 
in  his  blue  and  white  checked  shirt  and  grace- 
ful little  curls  adorned  his  forehead.  I  turned 
him  over  to  the  tender  mercies  of  the  dean,  and 
he  obtained  permission  to  speak,  I  believe. 

That  afternoon  I  had  occasion  to  go  up  town 
There  are  three  classes  of  young  men  in  this 
town,  according  to  the  most  accurate  statistics 
obtainable — tough,  married  and  engaged.  At 
least  so  it  seems.  However,  there  is  an  excep- 
tion. He  is  what  girls  call  a  "dandy,"  "jollv," 
good  fellow,  no  vices  and  all  the  virtues.  But. 
though  not  tough,  married  or  engaged,  he  is  in 
almost  as  bad  a  condition — he  is  in  love.  She  is 
a  charming  girl,  though,  and  I  suppose  one 
shouldn't  blame  him  too  much.  In  fact,  I  don't 
blame  him  at  all.  I  sort  qf  sympathize,  conse- 
quently, and  because  the  girl  is  sort  of  inclined 
to  "dangle"  him  and  because  he  thinks  it  will 
perhaps  have  some  effect  on  her.  he  is  verv  nice 
to  me.  When  he  saw  me  up  town  that  afternoon 
he  asked  if  I  didn't  want  to  go  to  the  show. 
"Barkis  bein'  willin" — we  went.  The  opera 
house  is  a  large,  bare  room  with  a  fairlv  decent 
stage.  It  is  all  up  over  a  store  room.  A  porth- 
Amazon  guarded  the  door  and  the  admission  was 
twelve  cents  each.  The  aft'air  was  supposed  to 
be  stereopticon  views  of  the  assassination  of 
President  McKinle}',  and  kindred  clieerful  sub- 
jects, but  the  apparatus  had  failed  to  arrive  (1 
suppose  a  train  was    late)  and    so    the    program 


College   Greetings. 


i^p 


was  slig'htly  varied.  When  we  arrived  my  hero 
of  the  tnorning^  was  amid  the  shrieks  ot  the  hun- 
dred or  more  school  children  assembled — taking 
baby  clothes,  tin  cans,  etc.,  out  of  our  worthy 
president's  innocent  looking^  derby.  There  were 
the  usual  tricks  of  that  kind  performed;  the  usu- 
al cheap  prizes  g'iven  and  then  came  the  Punch 
and  Judy  show. 

The  young'  man  and  the  Amazon  disappear- 
ed and  presently  Punch  beg'an  to  squeak  in  all 
his  glory.  •  A  large  dog'  had  wandered  on  the 
stage — a  beautiful  big  brown  curly  dog  and  he 
became  very  much  interested  in  the  proceedings. 
As  Punch  flopped  from  side  to  side  the  dog  ran 
from  side  to  side,  wagging  liis  tail  in  a  friendly 
manner  and  finally  barking  madly.  The  fiercer 
Punch  yelled,  the  fiercer  Mr.  Dog  barked.  Fi- 
nally Punch  "fl,opped"and  the  voice  of  the  young 
man  behind  the  curtain  demanded  in  tragic  ac- 
cents, "Will  someone  please  take  that  dog'  out?" 

I  sympathized  with  him.  I  had  recited  once 
in  that  opera  house,  and  I  had  had  trouble  with 
a  dog — but  that  is  another  story,  as  Mr.  Kipling' 
would  say.  Several  immediately  volunteered, but 
Mr.  Dog  didn't  want  to  go.  However  after  some 
difficulty  tliey  succeeded  in  getting  him  to  the 
door.  Evidently  the  young  man  had  grown  im- 
patient and  liis  serene  good  nature  deserted  him, 
for  just  as  the  dog  was  about  out  and  we  were 
preparing  to  enjoy  Punch  once  more,  behold!  he 
came  tearing  from  behind  the  scenes  with  a 
broom  in  his  hands — out  through  the  crowd — af- 
ter that  dog.  His  face  was  determined  and  fierce 
and  the  audience  stood  up  and  howled.  Punch 
and  Judy  finally  resumed  sway.  I  wanted  to  give 
the  lady  at  the  door  a  thank  offering,  for  really  I 
felt  that  we  had  gotten  more  than  our  monev's 
worth. 


MISS  GILDERSLEEVE." 

W.    H.    DE  MOTTE. 


AT  the  opening'  of  the  school  year  in  the 
fall  of  1868— what  a  long  time  ago! 
It's  an  old  story — a  reminiscence! 
''^ —  Well, yes, in  a  sense, but  the  life  of  our 
highly  esteemed  college  antedates  that  by  sever- 
al years,  and  its  history  is  made  up  of  occur- 
rences which  have  happened  all  along'  its  course, 
and  I  suggest  that  it  maybe  some  of  the  older 
ot  these  have  had  a  favorable  influence  in  making 
it  what  it  is  todav.     So  let  me  begin. 


At  the  opening  of  the  school  year  in  the  fall 
of  1868  a  number  of  new  faces  appeared  in  the 
faculty  of  the  college,  noticeably,  that  of^Miss 
Eliza  L.  Gildersleeve  who  took  the  position  of 
Lady  Principal  as  the  leading  teacher  was  called. 
The  sight  of  her  name  is  sufficient  to  call  up  in 
the  minds  of  some  of  the  older  Alumnae  many 
things  in  regard  to  her  personality  and  work. 
For  the  sake  of  others  who  were  unacquainted 
with  her  I  will  add  a  few  statements.  She  was 
a  woman  of  fine  personal  appearance,  tall  ^and 
graceful.  She  was  well  educated,  accustomed  to 
associate  with  the  best  of  people,  and  of  unques- 
tionable culture  and  refinement. 

Her  most  marked  peculiarity  was  she  was 
wholly  a  teacher.  At  all  times  and  in  all  places 
her  entire  life  was  wholesomely  didactic.  To  her 
associates  her  dress  was  a  daily  lesson  in  good 
taste;  her  conversation,  in  elegance  of  speech; 
her  carriage,  in  propriety;  her  spirit  an  incessant 
animation  of  the  finest  moral  influence.  Those 
who  came  nearest  to  her,  saw  most  of  her  every- 
day life,  appreciated  her  most  highly,  loved  her 
most.  It  may  be  to  some  of  her  pupils  she  at 
times  seemed  exacting  and  arbitrary,  but  I  am 
confident  that  to  even  such  maturity  has  brouo-ht 
a  more  adequate  estimate  of  her. 

She  remained  with  us  during  the  year,  wit- 
nessing the  graduation  of  the  class  of  '69  with 
great  satisfaction,  and  returned  in  the  fall  to  her 
duties.  In  a  month  or  two  came  Mr.  William  Y. 
Wiley,  a  business  man  of  Indianapolis,  to  claim 
her  as  his  bride,  according  to  engagement  made 
during  the  summer.  The  marriage  was  solemnized- 
in  the  college,  and  the  woman  who  had  for 
twenty  years  served  with  encouraging  success 
in  the  school  room  became  the  mistress  of  her 
own    home. 

In  the  course  of  two  or  three  years  a  son  was 
born,  and  soon  after  her  husbanci  was  killed  by 
accident  upon  a  railroad  train.  She  bore  her  be- 
reavement with  Christian  fortitude,  and  devoted 
her  future  to  the  education  of  her  son.  In  ad- 
dition to  tliis  she  was  a  leader  in  the  promotion 
of  the  system  of  Free  Kindergarten  work  in  this 
city,  which  has  furnished  examples,  information, 
and  teachers  for  similar  work  in  several  other 
cities;  was  a  worker  in  the  united  Christians  of 
the  city,  in  club  life,  and  in  church  interests. 

Within  the  last  ten  years  she  traveled  a 
great  deal,  chiefly  tor  the  advantage  of  her  son, 
though  much  to  her  own  enjoyment.  Returning 
iast  fall  from  her  last  trip,  a  very  extensive  and 
protracted  one  around  the  world — stopping  days, 
weeks,  even  months  at  important  places — a  de- 
cline in  her  nervous  force  began,  and  on  Feb.  9, 
last,  she  closed  her  life  on  earth,  aged  about 
seventy  years. 

At  her  request  the  burial  was  private.  At- 
tended by  only  her  husband's  daughter  and  hus- 
band, Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  C.  Wright,  and  her  son, 
Fred  Wiley.  We  bore  her  remains  to  Crown 
Hill  Cemetry,  Indianapolis,  Indiana. 


College  Greetings. 


LOFTCHA  GIRLS'  SCHOOL 

DORA     DAVIS  - 


MISSIONARY  work   among-  the  women  of  uation   was  somewhat  similar  to  that  of  a  family 

Bulgaria  was  opened,  as  the  "Story  of  small  children  with  a  new  toy. 
(S-     of  the  Woman's  F^oreign  Missionary  With    the    instinct  of    self-preservation  thev 

Society"  tells    us,   in    1874,  when  the  have    succeeded    in    maintaining-    independence. 

Society    undertook    the    snpport   of   one   or   two  They   have   undertaken,  with    commendable  but 

Bible-women.     There  was  then  a  school  for  girls  not   always  wisely  directed  effort,  to  develop  the 

the 


under  the  care  of 
theAmerican  Board 
at  Samokov,  but  no 
opportunities  for 
the  Christian  edu- 
cation and  training 
of  girls  in  northern 
Bulgaria. 

After  the  Turko- 
Russian  war,  so 
largely  fought  on 
Bulgarian  ground, 
and  the  treaty  se- 
curing political  free 
dom  to  this  long 
oppressed  princi- 
pality,our  mission- 
aries of  the  Gener- 
al Board  urged 
with  renewed  ear- 
nestness the  need  of 
a  Protestant  school 
for  girls. 

The  condition  of 
the  country  was 
unusual.  Bulgar- 
ian history  reaches 
back  into  long  past 
centuries,  but  the 
nation  of  today 
dates  its  beginning- 
from      the      Berlin 

treaty  of  1878.      The  cause  of  Protestantism  liad    first  few  years    of    its    life 
suffered  under  Turkish   oppression,  culminating-    extreme  degree. 

in  the    atrocities  of    the    war    period.     A    people  The  photograph  shows  the  building,  now  al- 

long  prohibited  from  self-government,  surround-  most  a  ruin,  where  the  few  girls  who  dared  at- 
ed  by  intriguing- enemies,  was  organizing  into  an  tend  were  instructed  and  cared  for  by  Mr.  and 
autonomous  principality,  and  practically  the  sit-    Mrs.    Challis.     Tliose    were    the  "davs  of    smal 


Miss  Kate  B.   Blackburn. 


resources  of 
land.  They  un- 
doubtedly desire  to 
maintain  a  good 
system  of  educa- 
tion. 

-But  all  these  ends 
cannot  be  secured 
in  a  day;  and  in 
these  years,  since 
1878,  the  religious, 
moral  and  social 
life  of  Bulgaria  has 
been  and  continues 
to  be  a  sorrowful 
spectacle  of  infidel- 
ity and  corruption. 

All  these  condi- 
tions Iiave  had  their 
part  in  determin- 
ing- the  course  and 
affecting  the  results 
of  the  Woman's 
Foreign  Mission- 
*  ary  Society  work 
in  the  country. 

In  the  early  eigh- 
ties a  school  for 
girls  was  opened 
by  Rev.  D,  C.  Chal- 
lis,  but  its  exist- 
ence during  the 
was    precarious  to  an 


College   Greetings. 


'L3 


thing's"  for   the  school,  small    in   encouragfement 
and  visible  result,  not  small  in  courage  and  faith. 


THE  FIRST  LOFTCHA  SCHOOL 


With  the  sending  of  Miss  Schenck  in  1884. 
the  Woman's  Foreign  missionary  Society  took 
liold  of  the  work  in  earnest.  From  those  days 
of  its  modest  beginning.  Loftciui  Girls'  School 
has  witli  varying  success  stood  for  the  training-, 
religious,  mental  and  domestic,  of  girls  in  north- 
ern Bulgaria. 

Ciradually  its  strength  and  influence  have 
developed  and  widened.  Attended  at  hrst  bv 
very  few  beside  the  daughters  of  Protestant  fam- 
ilies it  now  possesses  a  large  constituency  of  firm 
iriends  even  among  adherents  of  the  (Ireek 
church. 


TH?;  MISSION.^RV   HO.ME. 

Many  parents  who  cling  to  the  fanatical 
taith  <if  the  Greek  Orthodox  creed  (the  Bulgar- 
ian State  church),  as  well  as  those  who  scoff  at 
all  religion,  send  their  daughters  to  our  boarding 


school,  rather  than  to  a  national  pension.  And 
almost  without  exception,  every  instance  of  a 
girl  from  an  •Orthodox"  home  attending  the 
school  means  a  home  and  a  family  won  to  stanch 
friendship  toward  the  school  and  this  in  spite  of 
constant  hostility  on  the  part  of  the  Orthodo.Y 
priests. 


THE  METHODIST  EPISCOPAL  CHURCH  AT  LOFTCHA. 

With  its  steady  gain  in  the  confidence  of  the 
well-to-do  Bulgarians,  the  proportion  of  pay- 
pupils  has  increased.  It  is  no  longer  necessar}' 
to  oifer  free  scholarships  to  induce  attendance. 
A  few  scholarships  only  are  retained  to  afl^ord 
help  to  the  deserving. 

In  grade  the  school  has  been  raised  from  a 
four  to  a  five  years'  course  and  now  has.  since 
1892,  a  six  years'  course  based  on  the  program 
issued  by  the  Minister  of  Education. 

Fifty-nine    girls  have  been  graduated  bv  the 


THE  GIRL  S  DOMITARY. 

school.     Of  these,  three  married  ministers  of  the 
(Concluded  on  Page  Nine.) 


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COLLEGE  Greetings. 


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EDITORIAL. 


In  the  trustee  meeting-  of  March  6th  it  was 
decided  to  expend  the  525,000  which  President 
Harker  has  thus  far  secured,  in  the  erection  ol 
another  addition  to  the  college,  on  the  west  to  be 
ready  for  occupancy  when  the  school  opens  in 
September.  The  trustees  expressed  great  satis- 
faction at  the  prosperous  condition  of  aflFairs. 
The  number  of  students  comes  close  to  the  300 
mark  this  year  and  with  the  long  hoped  for  en- 
largement the  capacity  will  be  increased  50  per 
cent  of  what  it  is  at  present. 


In  chapel  tlie  morning  after  the  glee  club 
concert  when  the  president  was  surprised — and 
delighted — by  the  gift  of  thirty-five  dollars,  he 
made  a  hopeful  little  speech  in  which  he  spoke 
of  the  widening  interest  people  are  taking  in  the 
college.  A  few  days  previous  he  had  received  a 
check  for  $200  from  a  lady  who  had  not  been  even 
asked  for  a  contribution,  and  another  letter  from 
one  who  had  given  SlOO  saying  that  she  was 
still  "thinkinp-  of  the  college." 


^1   HERE  was  an  unusually   large   attendance 
JL  at  Corinne  Musgrove's  recital  on  Feb.  21. 

A  musical  treat  had  been  anticipated 
and  her  audience  was  not  disappointed.  Miss 
Musgrove  possesses  a  sympathetic  touch  and 
musical  interpretation.  Her  Chopin  numbers 
were  especially  pleasing.  The  following  is  the 
program. 

Sonata,  Op.  27,  No.  2 Beethoven 

Adagio  sostemuto;  Allegret,  Presto. 

Romance  in  F Tschikovsky 

Etude,  Op.  25,  No.  9 Chopin 

Waltz  iQ  E  minor Chopin 

Rigoletto  Fantasia Verdi-Liszt 

Concerto  in  E  flat,  (last  movement) Weber 


The  friends  and  admirers  of  May  Onken  of 
Chapin  were  well  entertained  at  her  recital  Mar. 
6h.  Her  program  was  a  well  chosen  one.  The  Liszt 
Rhapsodic,  No.  13,  and  "To  the  Spring,"  by 
Grieg,  were  the  favorite  numbers.  Miss  Onken 
was  assisted  by  Maud  Moore  who  has  a  charming 
soprano  voice.     Her  program  was  as  follows: 

Sonato,  Op.  13.  (first  movement) Beethoven 

a  Romance , Liebling 

b  Valse  Brilliante Arthur  Whiting 

c  To  Spring Grieg 

All  for  You D'Hardelot 

Rhapsodie,  No.  13 Liszt 

Concerto  D.  major  (last  movement) Mendelssohn 


Thursday  evening,  March  11th,  Mr.  Stead 
gave  an  organ  recital  in  Grace  church,  assisted 
by  Miss  Kreider  and  Mr.  J.  Pliilip  Read.  The 
program  was  as  follows: 

Concert  Overture  in  C  minor HoUins 

Chromatic  Fantasie Thiele 

Chant  Pastoral  .•      Dubois 

Marche  Funebre  et  Chant  Seraphique Guilmant 

The  Lord  is  My  Light AUitsen 

Fugue  in  D  major Bach 

Sonata  in  D  minor,  (first  movement) Guilmant 

a  "La  Miniature" 

b  "Asleep,  Adream,  Awake?" 

c  "Supplication" 

d  "Enter  de  Cortege" 


LeCygne ...Saint-Saens 

March  from"Aida" Verdi-Shelley 


Irene    Kinne    had    selected    an  especially  de- 
lightful  program    for  her  recital  on  March  13th. 


COLLEOE     GREETINOS, 


/    td' 


From  the  beautiful  Hiller  Concerto  to  the  Sixth 
Rhapsodie  each  number  was  enthusiastically  re- 
ceived. Especial  mention  should  be  made  of 
Gottschalk's  Pasquinade  which  was  given  with 
unusual  delicacy  and  finish.  Her  program  as 
given  was: 

^Concerto  in  F  sharp  minor Hiller 

Andante  expressivo. 
f  Allegro  con  fuoco. 

Fugue  in  E  minor Bach 

Etude,  Op.  25,  No.7 Chopin 

Pasquinade,  (Caprice) Gottsehalk 

Arabesque Chamlnade 

Rhapsodie  Hongroise  No.  (i Liszt 

♦Orchestral  parts  on  second  piano. 

The  last  musical  event  of  tlie  month  was 
given  in  the  chapel  the  evening  of  March  17th, 
being  the  annual  concert  of  the  College  Glee  club, 
assisted  by  the  Mandolin  club  and  Messrs.  Babb, 
and  Sanford  from  the  city.  The  program  con- 
sisted of  the  following-  numbers. 


Glee  Club 

Trio— Spring  Song Weii 

Misses  Moore,  Brown,  Nottingham. 

a  Village  Wedding Flotow 

b  Cradle  Song Taubert 

Glee  Club 

Quartette— Oh,  Sunshine! Schumann 

Misses  Rogers,  Dickson,  Line,  Briggs. 

Hobolinli • BischoH 

MISS  Dehner  and  Glee  Club. 

a  Gypsy  Love  Song Herbert 

b  Mosquito  Par  de Whitney 

Mandolin  Club. 

Trio— a  Sally  in  Our  Alley 

b  My  Luve  is  Like  a  Red,  Red  Rose 

c  The  Last  Rose  of  Summer 

Misses  Musgrove,  Midriff,  Tunison. 

a  God  is  My  Guide Schubert 

b  1  Waited  tor  the  Lord Mendelssohn 

Glee  Club. 
PART   IL 


Lisa  Lehmann 


SONG  CYCLE- 

In  a  Persian  Garden 

Soprano— Miss  Kreider. 
Alto— Miss  Young 
Tenor— Mr   Babb. 
Basso— Mr.  S.iNFoKn. 


On  Monday.  March  3d,  Miss  Kreider  gave  a 
recital,  assisted  by  Corinne  Musgrove, accompan- 
ist, and  Mrs.  Kolp,  pianist,  the  numbers  of  which 
were: 


Recit  and  Aria  from  "Jean  D'Arc". 
Novellette  D  ma,tor 


■  Tschaikowsky 
Schumann 


'i.    Schcen  Gretlein von'Fielitz 

Cycle  of  Seven  Songs. 

PART    II. 

4.  a  Ariette Vidal 

b  Plaisir  D'amour Martini 

c  The  Maids  of  Cadiz Delibes 

5.  Gavotte Bach 

Etincellea. Moszkowski 

().    a  Little  Blue  Pigeon Fairlamb 

b  Thy  Name Wood 

c  My  Little  Love Hawley 


Two  recitals  have  been  given  by  seniors  of 
the  School  of  Elocution  this  month.  Miss  Jessie 
Achenbach,  Miss  Flora  Balcke.  pianist,  assist- 
ing: and  Miss  Ethel  Read,  Miss  Mabel  Barlow, 
pianist,  assisting.  The  programs  were  excell- 
ently rendered,  showing  much  careful  prepara- 
tion and  mastery  of  principles,  Miss  Achenbach 
excelling  in  breadth  of  dramatic  interpretation 
and  Miss  Read  in  the  Scotch  dialect.  An  extra 
word  of  praise  is  due  the  students  of  music  who 
are  so  ably  assisting  at  these  recitals  vvhich  will 
be  given  weekly  through  March  and  part  of  April. 

Following  is  Miss  Achenbach's  program: 


"Dombey  and  Son"  -  -  -  Dickens 

(A  mother  and  daughter! 
Venezia  -  -  -  -  Nevin 

Dawn. 

Gondoliers. 

Lov     Song. 

Good  Night. 
As  Thro'  the  Land       -         j 

Sweet  and  Low       -  -  -  -,  -  Tennyson 

Knight's  Chorus  -         ( 

Ingomar,  Act  II,  Scene  I  - 

Murmuring  Zephyrs        -  - 

Mazurka  -  _  -  _ 

The  Musicale  -  - 

Part  i— The  Rehearsal. 

PART-The   Recital. 


Halm 

Jensen-Niemann 

Leschetizky 

Powers 


Miss  Reads's  program,  March  10. 

"The  Old  Man"              -             .  .              .                Harris 

Concerto,  D  minor                -  -             -          Mendelssohn 

(First  movement) 

Salome                 -                  -  .             .             .Junkerman 

My  Ships                     -                  -  -                     -            Wilcox 

David  Copperfleld's  Proposal  -                          Dickens 

Two  Silhouettes                 -  -              -           Wilson  Smith 

Florence  waltz             .  .                _                   Liebling 

Preparing  for  Company  -                        Jas.  W.  Barrie 

The  next  senior  recital  will  be  given  by  Miss 
Anna  Stevenson,  March  2(i. 


COLLEOE   GREETINQS. 


JUNIORS      ENTERTAIN     FRESH- 
MEN. 

Ever  since  the  hay-ride  last  fall  the  freshmen 
have  heard  it  hinted  that  sometime  in  the  future 
they  were  to  be  entertained  by  the  juniors.  In- 
vitations were  received  for  March  8th,  but  what 
the  nature  of  the  entertainment  was  to  be,  re- 
mained a  mystery.  However,  it  "leaked  out"  in 
a  few  days  that  each  junior  was  to  be  a  g'entle- 
man,  so  each  freshman  was  not  surprised  when 
she  received  a  note  from  "John,"  "Jack"  or  "Bil- 
lie,"  asking  for  her  company.  When  Saturday 
evening  came,  the  gentlemen  called  promptly 
and  escorted  the  ladies — many  of  whom  wore 
their  first  long  trains — to  the  reception  room. 
After  all  the  guests  had  arrived,  they  were  en- 
tertained b}'  a  series  of  progressive  games.  These 
were  heartily  enjoyed  by  all,  and  no  lady  had  the 
opportunity  of  monopolizing  a  gentleman,  as 
each  time  the  bell  rang  partners  were  changed. 
Mr.  Mathew  Hill  acted  as  auctioneer  and  "auc- 
tioned off"  the  lunch  boxes.  A  lady's  name 
was  found  in  every  box,  and  each  gentleman 
shared  his  lunch  with  the  partner  which  chance 
gave  him.  The  boxes  contained  sandwiches — 
tied  with  narrow  lavender  and  white  ribbons — 
pickles,  Saratoga  chips,  cake  and  bananas. 
Frappe  was  served  In  one  corner  of  the  room. 
After  a  flashlight  taken  by  Mr.  Benjamin  Bar- 
ker, the  gentlemen  escorted  the  ladies  to  their 
rooms. 

The  reception  room  was  tastefully  decorated 
in  the  freshmen  lavender  and  white.  Anna 
Marshall  won  the  prize  of  a  beautiful  bunch  of 
roses  for  having  made  the  greatest  number  of 
progressions  in  the  early  part  of  the  evening. 
Another  bunch  was  presented  to  Miss  Ludwig, 
the  freshman  class  officer.  Miss  Stewart  with 
powdered  hair,  spectacles  and  fichu,  acted  as 
chaperon  and  saw  that  the  young  maidens  did 
not  behave  improperly.  Miss  Ludwig  chaperon- 
ed Miss  Austin,  who  was  a  young-  debutante, 
and  winked  at  the  boys  whenever  her  chaperon's 
back  was  turned.  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harker  were  a 
newly  married  couple,  and  apparently  enjoyed 
the  evening-  as  much  as  the  maiden  in  societv  for 
the  first  time. 

The  evening  will  be  remembered  bv  all  pres- 
ent as  one  of  the  most  pleasant  events  of  the 
school   vear. 


IN   RECITATION   TIME. 


I. 

The  tardy  bell  has  rung. 
Haste  in  and  take  a  seat 
You  will  soon  learn 
The  "green  room"  is  no  treat. 


"To  save  time 
Miss  Stout  begin  to  scan 
(Myra'U  be  here  in  a  minute) 
Fall  the  cessera,  please,  if  you  can. 


Next,  Miss  DeCastro 

Indeed  that  was  tine. 

What  ig  the  reason,  Miss  Craig 

You've  made  a  mistake  in  the  line: 


Now  turn  to  the  translation, 
Mabelle, begin  today. 
Next,  see,  when  you  read  well 
I  have  nothing  at  all  to  say. 


Now,  Misa  Capps— your  tense 
May  read  the  same. 
I'll  accept  no  such  reading 
In  this  stage  of  the  game. 


Read  on,  Ethel, 

Of  your  English  careful  be. 

Edna,  your  sense— sense, 

Why.  that'."  wrong,  can't  you  see! 


Do  hurry,  Miss  Pratt, 
(With  a  glance  at  Miss  Tanner,  tall) 
Excuse  me  a  moment,  please, 
'Till  I  stop  that  noise  in  the  hall. 


Well,  we  are  through  at  last, 
Now  listen  to  this  tale 
I'll  give  you  the  rest  of  the  time. 
To  go  and  read  your  mail. 


THE  GERMAN  CLUB. 


The  German  students  in  the  college  have 
long  felt  that  it  would  be  a  very  profitable  thing 
if  they  could  find  more  time  for  conversation  in 
German  than  the  recital  period  affords.  Some 
thought  that  it  would  be  a  g'ood  plan  to  have  a 
German  table,  at  which  the  girls  could  talk  ";uif 
Duetsch, "'  while  eating.  But  a  lietter  plan  was 
suggested  bv  Miss  Cowgill.  our  (lerman  teacher, 
who  thought  if  a  club  were  founded  more  work 
could  be  accomplished,  .\ccordinglv  the  club 
was  formed  and  is  composed  of  all  tiie  German 
■■students  in  school.      The  club  holds    its    lueetiii;^ 


COIvLEOE     GREETINOS. 


^; 


every  Monday  afternoon  at  4  o'clock.  At  the 
last  meeting-.  Monday,  March  17,  Prince  Henry's 
visit  to  the  United  States  was  their  principal 
subject  of  conversation. 

All  the  students  who  are  really  interested  in 
their  work  should  take  advantage  of  this  golden 
opportunity.  Miss  Cowgill  is  kind  enoug-h  to 
give  her  time  and  labor  for  the  advancement  ot 
the  students  of  German,  and  certainly  they 
should  appreciate  her  kindness  and  help  by  good 
attendance  and  faithful  work.  Let  us  make  our 
German  club  a  grand  success. 


SENICR    DISCOURSES  ON  HOME- 
SICKNESS AND  OTHERWISE. 


•'Nevermind,  Freshman,  you'll  be  home  in 
a  few  Sundays,  si.x  weeks  isn't  forever,  though  it 
does  seem  a  long  time  when  you  are  anxious  to 
see  home.  Do  Seniors  ever  get  homesick  and 
cry?  Well,  they  don't  e.xactly  cry  to  see  their 
mother  or  brother.  They  are  said  to  be  more 
likely  to  cry  to  see  some  one  else's  brother.  I 
always  refrain  from  crying  because  it  is  so  unbe- 
coming when  I  cry.  My  nose  always  looks  like 
that  big  red  lobster  Miss  Stewart  keeps  in  the  big 
bottle.  But  I'll  tell  you  I  was  very  near  being 
homesick  todaj-.  In  one  of  the  old  elms  on  the 
campus  two  gray  squirrels  were  frolicking  about 
in  the  February  sunshine,  and  high  above  them 
a  little  bird  was  calling  "Phoebe  Phoebe".  It 
made  me  think  of  maple  sugar,  and  the  smell  of 
burning  wood  seemed  to  be  on  the  very  air.  I 
fell  a  dreaming  straightway  and  stepped  into 
everv  minature  lake  on  Clay  Avenue,  Whenever 
these  early  comers  of  spring  appear  I  would  give 
almost  anything  to  escape  the  black  Jacksonville 
mud,  and  make  a  pilgrimage  to  old  Pike  concern- 
ing which  John  Hay  has  written  poems,  and  the 
editor  ot  "The  Rattler"  has  sung,  is  singing, 
and  will  continue  to  sing. 

Yes  it's  hard  for  a  girl  to  be  away  from  the 
home  kingdom  for  four  years.  It  would  be  an 
unpleasant  and  hard  task  were  it  not  for  the 
appreciation  that  follows  all  good  college  work. 
Nowhere  does  originality,  wit,  or  unusual  abilitj 
meet  with  such  a  ready  appreciation.  I'm  not  a 
very  wise  girl.  Freshman  dear,  not  one  si.xteenth 
as  wise  as  I  thought  the  18W    Seniors  to    be,   but 


I've  noticed  this  one  thing.  If  a  man  is  not  ap- 
preciated in  his  early  days,  goes  misunderstood 
and  despised  till  middle  age,  a  sudden  rise  to 
popularity  is  very  apt  to  turn  his  head.  Now 
if  there  is  anything  at  all  in  an  individual,  col- 
lege life  will  make  it  manifest  somewhere  and 
the  appreciation  that  we  long  for  vvill  come 
early  in  life.  Anything  but  an  egotistical  mid- 
dle-aged man,  or  woman  either.  They  are  pub- 
lic nuisances.  You  naturally  expect  egotism 
among  young  people,  because  they  are  young 
and  the  world  is  new.  But  college  measures  you 
up  by  so  many  bright  girls  that  you're  quite  dim 
in  comparison.  When  you  quit  saying  "I"  and 
sav  "we,"  then  you  are  ready  to  shake  hands 
with  a  classmate  you  dislike  and  you're  on  the 
way  to  lose  your  egotism,  to  appreciate  and  be 
appreciated.  I've  kind  of  wandered  off  the  sub- 
ject, I  see.        Well,  good    by,  Freshie.  till  supper. 


(Continued  From  Page  Five.) 
LOFTCHA  GIRLS'  SCHOOL. 


gospel,  eighteen  became  teachers  and  six  are 
dead.  The  graduating  classes  now  average  in 
number  from  eight  to  ten  girls. 

Long  ago  the  school  left  its  modest  quarters 
for  the  more  commodious  building  now  occupied. 
Later  the  house,  first  planned  and  used  by  the 
General  Board  missionaries  as  a  parsonage,  was 
purchased.  Now  both  buildings,  and  a  smaller 
one  in  the  same  enclosure,  are  filled,  and  until 
more  room  is  secured  the  number  of  boarding 
pupils  cannot  be  further  increased. 

The  present  buildings  are  so  situated  that 
the}'  could  easily  be  connected  by  a  large  central 
hall  and  no  more  land  would  be  needed  than  is 
now  owned.  Let  us  hope  this  may  soon  be  a 
necessity. 

In  the  midst  of  difficulties  and  of  bitter 
priestly  opposition  Loftcha  Girls'  School  is  be- 
coming, under  the  efficient  direction  of  Miss  Kate 
B.  Blackburn,  the  present  principal,  every  year 
stronger  and  better;  a  work  not  unworthy  its 
place  among'  the  schools  of  the  Woman's  Foreign 
Missionary  Society;  an  offering  unto  the  King 
who  shall  say,  "Inasmuch  as  ye  did  it  unto  one 
of  the  least  of  these  my  brethren,  ye  have  done 
it  unto  me." 

Loftcha,  Bulgaria. 


CoLivEOE  Greetings, 


COLLEGE  NOTES. 


The  husband  of  Mrs.  Sarah  Shumway  Moore 
'63,  died  Jan.  18th,  at  their  home  in  York,  Neb. 

The  proceeds  from  the  Glee  club  concert  were 
$70,  one  half  of  which  was  added  to  the  building 
fund. 

The  teachers  surprised  Miss  Austin  one  day 
the  past  month  by  an  enjoyable  afternoon  affair 
planned  in  her  honor. 

Mrs.  D.  A.  Read  of  Piper  City  has  been  the 
guest  of  her  daughters,  Ethel  and  Edna,  at  the 
college  the  past  week. 

Clara  Murphy  of  Pittsfield,  the  valedictorian 
of  last  year's  High  School  class  enrolled  as  a  stu- 
dent the  15th  of  this  month. 

The  senior  essays  continue  to  be  read  at 
intervals.  "The  Jew  in  History"  was  the  subject 
of  Maude  Moore's  given  March  20th. 

Matie  Welden  of  the  class  of  '98  has  the 
deepest  sympathy  of  the  alumnae  in  the  death  of 
her  father  which  occurred  late  in  February  at 
the  family  home  in  Centralia. 

Miss  Pegram  is  now  teaching  in  the  Deacon- 
ess Home  at  Urbana,  having  spent  part  of  the 
year  in  similar  work  in  Iowa.  Dear  Miss  Pe- 
gram, she  has  practiced  all  she  used  to  preach  on 
the  use  of  one's  time. 

Some  late  Pana  papers  contains  mention  of 
a  very  charming  "Proverb  party"  recently  given 
by  Nelle  Reese,  '00,  to  about  70  of  her  friends 
the  evening  of  March  6th,  and  also  speak  of  her 
election  to  the  office  of  city  librarian. 

Prance  Wakely,  the  senior  from  the  art  de- 
partment, is  doing  exceptionally  good  work  this 
term.  The  department  has  not  in  years  been  so 
full.  Miss  Knopf's  time  being  occupied  every 
teaching'  day  vip  to  five  o'clock  with  an  average 
of  70  lessons  a  week. 

Grace  Gillmore,  '98,  who  has  been  studying 
music  at  the  conservatory  in  Ithaca,  N.  Y.,  the 
past  winter  had  the  misfortune  to  fall  from  a 
streetcar  a  few  weeks  ago  injuring  her  thumb  so 
severely  that  she  has  been  compelled  to  give  up 
her  study  and  is  expected  back  at  her  home  in 
Winchester.  Miss  Gillmore  was  making  a  fine 
record,  having  already  won  one  of  the  prizes 
from  the  conservatorv. 


Dr.  Carl  Black  addressed  the  students  in 
chapel  March  19th. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  L.  E.  Kinne  of  Highland,  111., 
have  been  visiting  their  daughter,  Irene. 

Clara  Andras  of  Manchester  has  been  the 
last  new  pupil  to  enroll  during  March. 

Ella  Blackburn  and  Grace  Harmon  read  their 
senior  essays  last  week,  entitled,  "The  Renais- 
sance of  Art"  and  the  "Formation  of  Character." 

Mrs.  Harker  entertained  the  irregulars  Sat- 
urday afternoon  of  March  15th.  Charming  re- 
freshments were  sprved  and  a  pleasant  time  re- 
ported. 

Miss  Cole  took  advantage  of  the  recent 
excursion  to  Kansas  City  to  pa}'  a  visit  to  her 
brother  there.  Miss  Ludwig  went  also  to  see 
her  mother. 

Mrs.  Mary  Shepherd  Kuhl,  '67,  state  evan- 
gelist of  the  W.  C.  T.  U.  held  a  series  of  gospel 
meetings  in  Jacksonville  from  March  6th  to  13th. 
She  visited  the  college  and  gave  several  interest- 
ing talks  to  the  girls. 

Dr.  DeMotte's  memorial  sketch  in  this  num- 
ber of  the  Greetings  recalls  a  name  familiar  to 
students  of  an  earlier  generation.  College  girls, 
past  and  present,  have  assuredly  felt  the  stimu- 
lating influence  of  a  grand  procession  of  high- 
minded,  intellectual  vvomen. 

Former  students  will  remember  that  when 
Dr.  R.  G.  Hobbs  was  in  India  he  was  commis- 
sioned by  the  college  missionary  society  to  select 
a  famine  orphan  for  them  to  educate.  Dr.  Hobbs 
baptized  the  child  "Martha  Illinois"  in  honor  of 
Miss  Weaver,  who  was  then  lady  principal,  the 
Illinois  being  for  the  college.  News  was  lately' 
received  from  the  school  at  which  the  child  was 
being  educated  that  she  was  dead. 

The  cuts  used  in  the  illustration  of  the  Loft- 
cha  Girls'  School  were  kindly  loaned  for  the  pur- 
pose by  the  publisher  of  the  Woman's  Missionarv 
Friend.  The  sketch  of  Miss  Davis,  in  whom  we 
all  have  a  friendly  interest  through  Miss  Black- 
burn's frequent  mention  in  former  letters  to  tlie 
Greetings,  with  the  accompanying  illustrations 
vi'ere  to  have  occupied  the  first  pages  of  the  pa- 
per, but  not  arriving  at  the  time  they  were  ex- 
pected, a  rearrangement  was  necessary. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


J  L^ 


VOL.  V 


JACKSONVILLE,   ILL,  APRIL,    1902. 


NO.  8 


IN   APRIL. 


A  sudden  rush  of  color,  and  the  woodland  bare  is  green, 
Like  a  Joyous  glimpse  of  Heaven,  when  the  heart  beats  light  I 

ween. 
And  the  sunshine  that  we  wished  tor,  is  pouring  through  the 

trees; 
The  time  and  tide  is  holy  rare  incense  in  the  breeze. 

A  shimmering  in  the  sunlight  and  palest  willows  gleam, 
That  edge  the  startled  waters.  Just  waking  from  their  dream. 
Oh,  the  world  is  flUed  with  beauty,  the    heart  is  filled  with 

praise, 
!•  or  the  returning  of  the  springtime  to  the  Giver  of  these  days. 

Carllnville,  111. 


THE  AMERICAN  GIRL. 


BEULAH    DYER,   '02. 


'^^■'^^  ETWEEN  the   settlement  ot  the    Pil- 

1"^     grims    at    Plymouth,   and    the    Pan- 

—        American      Exposition    at    Buffalo, 

much  of  world-wide  importance    has 

transpired  in  the  "land  of  the  free  and  the  home 

of  the  brave." 

The  year  1901  abounded  in  reviews  of  the 
past  century  and  summaries  of  the  advancement 
made.  Amonof  the  numerous  articles  written 
conceruing  woman,  her  progress  and  place  in  af- 
fairs, much  space  was  devoted  to  a  subject  that 
never  grows  old,  namely:  "The  American  Girl." 
It  is  a  scientific  age;  let  us  notice    her  evolution. 

The  Puritan  lass,  celebrated  in  song  and 
story  for  her  housewifely  skill  and  obedience  to 
parental  authority,  is  the  first  representative  of 
our  modern  type.  Simplicity,  reverence,  and 
strength  of  character  comprised  her  principal 
traits.  The  possessor  of  these  prime  requisites 
was  supposed  neither  to  need  nor  to  be  capable 
of    understanding    anything  beyond  the  common 


branches.  At  that  day  only  fathers  and  broth- 
ers enjoyed  the  advantages  of  higher  education. 

The  Priscillas,  Patiences,  and  Hopes,  were 
superceded  in  course  of  time  by  the  'girl  of  the 
middle  period."  who  distinguished  herself  by 
adopting  the  artificial  in  preference  to  the  nat- 
ural. This  resulted  largely  from  the  invention 
of  machinery  for  spinning  and  weaving,  from  the 
contrivance  of  devices  tor  lessening  household 
labor,  and,  in  general,  from  the  improved  man- 
ner of  living.  Therefore  the  surplus  hours  were 
devoted  to  becoming  musical,  literary  or  fash- 
ionable. In  these  days  was  the  rise  of  novel 
readers,  when  the  daughters,  overcome  with 
emotion,  wept  in  sympathy  with  the  heroine; 
the  mother,  meanwhile,  busy  in  the  kitchen.  As 
her  privileges  and  opportunities  increased,  the 
"girl  ot  the  middle  period"  grew  more  and  more 
independent  and  important,  a  characteristic 
which  has  remained  with  the  fair  until  this 
day. 

Since  the  opinions  of  authorities  are  con- 
flicting, it  is  difficult  to  do  justice  to  her  succes- 
sor, the  modern  American  maiden.  One  critic 
considers  her  the  most  finished  product  of  the 
country's  two  centuries  of  civilization;  another 
sighs  for  the  old-fashioned  girl.  Be  that  as  it 
may,  both  the  old  world  and  the  new  admire  her 
personality  on  account  of  its  frank  good  humor 
and  winsomeness.  Notwithstanding  her  digni- 
fied reserve,  she  is  conventional  oilly  in  choosing  to 
do  the  unexpected.  While,  on  the  one  hand,  su- 
periors are  never  acknowledged,  on  the  other,  she 
is  profoundly  gracious  to  them;  her  inferiors  are 
sometimes  treated  with  great  condescension 
and  again  snubbed  unmercifully.  She  is  so  con- 
tradictory and  inconsistent,  this  American  girl 
of  ours,  yet  vvithout  her  life  would  not  be  worth 
living.  Endowed  with  a  keen  appreciation  of 
all  tilings  beautiful,  she  appropriates  them  and 
grows  vain.  Neither  does  she  hesitate  to  adopt 
fashions,  nor  to  discard  them  at  her  will,  nor 
even  to  introduce  those  \yhich  others  must  fol- 
low. She  often  e.xceeds.  but  oftener  falls  short 
of  Mrs.  Roosevelt's  allowance  of  $300  per  year 
and  frequently  makes  the  better  appearance 
upon  the  smaller  expenditure. 


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COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


Ambition  and  independence  are  the  two  most 
prominent  traits  of  every  g'enuine  American  girl. 
They  color  her  words  and  dominate  her  actions. 
Her  character  is  estimated  by  the  amount  of 
them  which  she  possesses.  Alas,  some  seem  to 
have  so  little  of  either.  '\mong  the  ambitions 
common  to  modern  j'oung  women  are  profession- 
al excellence,  self-culture,  and  popularity.  To 
gain  these,  especially  tlie  latter,  she  endures 
scorn,  humiliation,  self-denial,  and  hard  work, 
nay — in  the  words  of  the  apostle — neither  "prin- 
cipalities nor  powers,  nor  things  present  nor 
things  to  come,"  can  separate  her  from  her  chos- 
en pursuits.  In  comparison  with  the  vast  num- 
ber who  plan  careers,  those  who  remain  at  home 
appear  "very  old  fashioned." 

The  environments  of  business  life  and  edu- 
cation on  a  plan  similar  to  that  of  boys,  have 
helped  to  develop  the  independent  spirit  which 
the  American  girl  inherited  from  her  ancestors. 
Consequently,  she  has  acquired  an  international 
reputation  for  carrying  out  her  own  sweet  will. 
Occasionally  this  disposition  reaches  an  extreme 
approaching  the  bold,  abrupt  demeanor  of  the 
"new  woman.  ' 

Nor  has  her  physical  well  fare  been  neglected. 
Outdoor  exercise  and  suitable  gymnasium  work 
have  rendered  her  a  vigorous,  healthy  creature, 
full  of  life  and  spirit.  Tennis,  basket-ball,  and 
golf  have  been  reinforced  by  walking  clubs.  A 
certain  Chicago  organization  prides  itself  upon 
making  a  twenty  five  mile  trip  in  one  day. 

In  social  qualifications,  our  twentieth  cen- 
tury lass  recognizes  neither  equals  nor  superiors. 
Being  conveniently  blind  or  remarkably  observ- 
ant of  what  goes  on  about  her,  it  is  not  surpris- 
ing, to  quote  her  bwn  words,  that  she  always  has 
a  "lovely  time." 

As  regards  attainments  and  achievements, 
the  American  girl  far  outranks  her  English  and 
German  cousins.  Not  satisfied  with  having  in- 
vaded the  majority  of  occupations  she  is  con- 
stantly discovering  new  ones.  Hundreds  of 
women  clerks,  cashiers,  supervisors,  stenograph- 
ers, and  journalists  demonstrate  her  position  in 
the  business  and  financial  world.  Feminine  M. 
n.'s.  Ph.  D.'s  and  LL  D.'s,  have  become  quite 
numerous.  Sixty  years  ago  there  vi'as  not  a  col- 
lege in  the  United  States  open  to  women.  Now 
in  addition  to  Vassar,  Wellesley,  Chicago  Uni- 
versity and  scores  of  other  institutions  in  this 
countr)',  even  the  conservative  university  of  Ber- 
lin has  admitted  her,  one  of  its  recent  graduates 


being  an  eastern  college  girl,  who,  in  her  knowl- 
edge of  languages  is  said  to  excel  all  other  Amer- 
ican women.  Indeed,  the  newspapers  daily  men- 
tion the  praise  and  promise  of  our  sisters  who 
are  studying  abroad.  Besides  her  proficiency  in 
music  and  art,  she  is  famous  as  a  writer  of 
short  stories  and  novels.  And,  true  to  the  spirit 
of  ambition  which  controls  her,  she  is  striving  to 
attain  things  yet  greater. 

In  appearance  and  temperament,  American 
girls  differ  widely.  Among  the  various  types 
peculiar  to  our  native  land  is  one  .remarkable 
neither  for  numbers  nor  beauty,  but  for  the  pos- 
session of  standard  qualities  of  mind  and  heart. 
This  ideal  girl,  as  we  may  term  her.  lacks  the 
disposition  for  finding  fault,  because  she  has 
cultivated  thoughttulness  for  others.  Her  pref- 
erence is  to  become  useful  rather  than  ornamen- 
tal, knowing  that  in  the  pursuit  of  the  first  the 
second  is  also  possible.  If  she  appears  singular 
because  her  ideas  or  actions  do  not  accord  with 
those  of  the  majority,  "her  singularities  proceed 
from  her  good  taste,  and  are  contradictions  to 
the  manners  of  tlie  world  only  as  she  thinks  the 
world  is  in  the  wrong."  In  her  estimation,  sim- 
ple American  customs  are  better  than  any  others. 
Moreover,  our  lass  has  adopted  the  creed  that 
one  cannot  be  truly  gentle,  unless  one  be  just. 
In  fine,  mental  beauty,  gracious  ways  and  firm- 
ness of  purpose  constitute  the  elements  which 
render  this  type  of  our  American  girl  the  noblest 
example  of  womanhood  extant. 


"THERE    WERE    GIANTS    IN 
THOSE  DAYS." 

PRESIDENT     HARKER.  I 

I  HE  history  of  the  founding  of  the  Illinois 
Woman's  College  has  never  been  writ- 
ten, but  it  would  make  very  interesting  reading. 
It  must  have  been  a  stupendous  undertaking  in 
1847,  in  the  days  when  Illinois  was  sparselv  pop- 
ulated, when  the  settlers  were  for  the  most  part 
very  poor  in  mone)',to  secure  from  S25,000  to  S30- 
000  to  put  up  the  first  building.  It  must  have 
been  a  Napoleon  in  finance  who  devised  and  car- 
ried out  to  a  successful  issue  the  sale  of  scholar- 
ships to  make  the  building-  possible.  And  it 
must  have  required  sacrifice    and    devotion,  such 


College   Greetings. 


ix/: 


as  we  rarely  witness  now,  to  carry  on  the  school 
from  1847  to  1863,  when  most  of  the  students  in 
attendance  were  scholarship  students,  and  the 
actual  income  must  have  been  wholly  inadequate 
to  meet  the  current  expense. 

The  first  fifteen  years  were  surely  years  of 
toil  and  sacrifice  and  faithful  devotion,  with  a 
steadily  accumulating-  deficit;  and  when  in  1862 
the  college  was  destroyed  by  fire,  it  must  have 
seemed  to  many  entirely  hopeless  that  it  could 
ever  be  rebuilt  and  its  work  continued.  But 
there  were  giants  in  those  days,  and  in  spite  of 
the  fact  that  these  were  the  dark  days  of  the  war, 
they  resolved  that  the  college  must  be  rebuilt, 
and  strenously  and  with  mighty  faith  and  heroic 
sacrifice  they  set  themselves  to  the  task.  The 
college  was  ready  tor  students  again  within  a 
year,  and  in  a  few  years  all  the  indebtedness  was 
paid. 

Two  other  fires  came  in  rapid  succession  in 
1870-73,  yet  even  these  could  not  quench  the  un- 
conquerable energy  and  determination  of  the 
friends  of  the  school.  The  work  of  the  school 
never  stopped,  and  again  in  a  year  or  two  the 
school  was  free  from  debt.  In  the  first  thirty 
years  of  the  history  of  the  school,  over  $60,000 
must  have  been  raised  by  subscription  for  build- 
ing and  rebuilding,  and  the  raising  of  such  a 
sum  in  such  times  represents  more  self-denial 
and  devotion  and  effort  than  twice  the  amount 
would  represent  now. 

The  following  story  well  illustrates  both  the 
poverty  of  the  people  and  the  perseverance  of  the 
preachers  in  the  early  days  of  the  college.  The 
irrepressible  and  indefatigable  Peter  Cartwright 
was  one  of  the  founders  of  the  Woman's  College 
and  One  ot  the  trustees  at  the  time  the  following 
incident  occurred: 

"In  1847  a  financial  plan  was  adopted  for  the 
support  of  McKendee  college  to  collect  from  each 
class  leader  in  the  conference  twenty  five  cents 
each  quarter  from  his  class.  The  preachers  and 
presiding  elders  earnestly  took  hold  of  the  plan, 
but  the  people  were  so  poor  and  money  so  scarce 
it  was  difficult  to  secure  even  this  small  sum. 
The  following  letter  illustrates  both  the  times 
and  the  spirit  of  the  preachers:" 

Pleasant  Plains,  Sangamon  Co.,  [11. 
June  24,  1847. 
Dear  Brother  Wentworth: — 

"After  toiling  hard, begging  and  complaining 
long  and  loud  to  the  scattered  remnants  of  the 
Bloomington  district,  I  have  collected  five  dollars 


more  for  the  support  of  the  professors  in  old  lyic- 
Kendree,  and  I  enclose  it  in  this  scrawl,  but  I 
confess  I  am  heartily  ashamed  ot  the  little,  piti- 
ful sum,  and  I  am  determined  to  keep  the  sub- 
ject before  the  church,  and  will'torment  them  be- 
fore their  time.'  " 

Yours  in  love  and  esteem,  affectionately, 
Peter  Cartwright. 

From  this  we  can  see  something  of  the  un- 
conquerable spirit  of  the  men  and  women  who 
founded  the  Illinois  Woman's  College,  who,  in 
spirit  of  poverty  and  discouragements  and  fires 
built  the  college  and  sustained  it,  and  rebuilt  it 
three  times  in  the  space  of  twenty  five  years. 

If  we  prove  ourselves  "worthy  sons  of  these 
worthy  sires"  what  ought  we  to  be  able  to  do  in 
these  days  when  hundreds  and  thousands  and 
tens  of  thousands  of  dollars  can  be  given  as  easi- 
ly as  fives  and  tens  and  hundreds  in  the  early 
days! 


A  BELATED  EASTER  STORY. 


I  HE  service  was  over.  The  new  soprano 
came  down  from  the  organ  loft  and 
moved  slowly  between  the  starry  rows  of  easter 
lilies.  There  were  hundreds  of  them  massed 
about  the  altar  and  lining  the  stair.  The  last 
majestic  chords  of  "The  Hallelujah  Chorus" 
seemed  still  to  thrill  along  the  empty  spaces  of 
the  vast  aisles. 

The  clear  sunlight  poured  in  one  broad  sluice 
through  the  high  arched,  warm  hued  windows. 
Through  the  midst  of  all  this  splendor  of  color 
and  fragrance  and  sound  the  girl  made  her  way 
to  the  two  waiting  for  her  at  the  door. 

"Well,  Feliciana,"  exclaimed  the  soprano's 
mother  in  a  voice  that  would  tremble  in  spite  of 
all  her  eiforts  to  suppress  the  strong  excitement 
she  felt,  "you  fulfilled  my  expectations." 

"And  you  haf  more  than  fulfilled  mine, 
mees,"  supplemented  the  soprano's  master.  "That 
is  saying  much." 

The  old  man's  deep  set  eyes  sparkled  with  a 
look  of  exultation.  He  was  very  proud  of  this 
pupil,  he  had  "discovered"  her  the  year  before  in 
an  out-of-the-way  village,  and  had  brought  her 
up  for  this  trial  service.  It  had  been  a  risk,  as 
he  well  knew,  to  venture  her  before  the  critical 
taste  of  the  wealthiest  and  most  exclusive  con- 
gregation   of    a    great    metropolis,  but  when  the 


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first  clear  sparkling-  notes  rang-  out  there  -was  an 
unmistakable  movement  of  surprise  amongf  the 
pews,  and  by  the  time  she  reached  the  solo  part, 
'■I  know  that  my  Redeemer  liveth,"  the  eyes  ot 
the  whole  congregation  as  the  eyes  of  one  man 
settled  on  the  figure  of  the  new  soprano.  She 
stood  there,  sweet  and  serious,  as  unconscious  as 
if  she  were  still  in  her  own  village  choir,  and  the 
professor,  beholding  it  all,  enjoyed  a  high  mo- 
ment. He  was  fully  aware  that  this  meant  the 
opening  of  a  career  in  every  way  above  the  ordi- 
nary, something  of  which  the  girl,  herself,  had 
never  dreamed. 

The  three  passed  out  of  the  church,  and  the 
professor  fell  to  talking  with  the  mother,  there 
was  still  music  enough  in  his  old  worn  tenor  to 
suggest  what  it  had  been  once.  Feliciana  said 
nothing.  The  sermon,  the  music,  the  lilies — 
something  deeper  than  all  of  them — had  stirred 
the  devotional  part  of  her  as  it  had  never  been 
stirred  in  all  her  life  before.  It  seemed  to  her  as 
if  the  risen  Christ  had  almost  touched  her — 
spoken  to  her. 

They  hailed  a  car  and  it  whirled  them  out  of 
sight  of  the  church,  and  the  tall  stone  houses 
surrounding  it  into  one  of  the  denser  and  squal- 
ider  portions  of  the  city.  At  the  point  of  trans- 
fer four  streets  met  and  parted,  and  in  the  wide 
open  quadrangle  a  crowd  had  gathered  about  a 
Salvation  Army  band. 

Feliciana's  mother  looked  about  her  with  the 
villager's  air  of  calm  scorn. 

"I  wonder  what  sort  of  people  these  are," 
she  said,  "how  can  they  use  such  vulgar  meth- 
ods of  reaching  the  people?" 

The  professor's  eyes  were  on  the  track  scan- 
ning the  passing  cars  for  the  sign  of  the  red  star 
line.      He  was  not  even  curious. 

But  Feliciana's  eager  eyes  were  ranging 
over  the  throng-.  On  its  outskirts  were  two 
young  girls  to  whom  the  surroundings  were  not 
new.  There  was  a  sort  of  prettiness  and  charm 
about  them  that  was  set  off  by  the  cheap  and 
tawdry  finery  they  wore.  Only  one  accustomed 
to  their  kind  in  a  great  city  would  have  known 
where  to  place  them.  Feliciana  watched  them  a 
moment,  looking  boldly  about  them,  half  invit- 
ing the  attention  the  irresponsible  crowd  was 
wholly  inclined  to  give  them,  she  turned  her 
eyes  toward  the  woman  in  the  blue  bonnet  ear- 
nestly telling  the  story — the  same  story — Felici- 
ana had  heard  in  the  church  that  morning.  The 
woman  was  telling-    it    in    far    simpler    language 


and  in  a  voice  strained  by  over  use  but  that  had 
in  it  a  yearning  note  of  appeal. 

The  crowd  was  civil  and  not  inattentive,  but 
they  had  heard  the  blue  bonneted  preacher  so  of- 
ten before,  her  pale  face  and  its  serious  eyes 
were  so  familiar  a  part  of  this  intersection  of  the 
streets  that  they  never  could  have  understood 
how  the  words  she  spoke  were  moving  the  heart 
of  the  3'oung  girl.  But  it  wasn't  the  woman  af- 
ter all  nor  the  words  she  said,  but  another  and  a 
clearer  vision  of  the  risen  Christ. 

The  Salvation  Army  woman  had  ceased 
speaking  and  she  began  to  sing  one  of  the  Army 
street  songs  that  to  the  sensitive  ear  of  the  girl 
sounded  ribald  and  half  blasphemous.  But  the 
crowd  was  not  laughing  at  that,  it  was  the 
hoarse,  ineffectual  straining  after  the  high  notes 
that  moved  it  to  derision  and  cat  calls.  The 
woman  was  evidently  used  to  such  demonstra- 
tions, for  she  still  wore  her  patient  smile.  Sud- 
denly, above  the  roar,  her  tired  voice  was  supple- 
mented by  a  pure  soprano,  and- before  her  moth- 
er could  realize  it  Feliciana  had  taken  a  step  for- 
vi'ard  and  was  pouring  her  soul  out  in  the  refrain 
the  woman's  voice  had  been^^too  weakto  carrj' 
through.  She  improvised,  and  in  a  breath  had 
passed  on  to  the  "I  know  that  my  Redeemer  liv- 
eth" of  the  morning  service.  She  sang-  it  as  she 
had  not  sung  it  then,  tor  her  heart  was  full.  It 
was  a  splendid '■giving  of  herself.  The  crowd 
had  turned  instantly,  sobered'  and' stilled,  at 
the  first  note,  and  as  it  drew  about  her  the  two 
girls  were  forced  so  close  as  to  almost  touch  the 
folds  of  Feliciana's  grey  nun's  gown.  And  their 
sobs  shook  them  like  a  fierce  wind. 

The  car  was  in  sight,  and  it  was  all  over  in 
another  "minute,  but  'as  Feliciana  turned  awav 
she  felt  the  pressure  of  a  hand  upon  her  arm, and 
the  woman  in  the  blue  bonnet  stood  beside  her. 

■•It  was  glorious,"  she  livhispered,  an  eager 
light  shining  in  her  eyes  and  quite  transfiguring- 
her.  "We  shall  reap  a  harvest  from  this  tonight 
— those  girls,  see  how  they  weep — I  had  almost 
dispaired  of  them,  but  now — now.  my  faith  tells 
me  they  will  be  saved." 

Could  you  sometime  come  to  us  again — not 
here  in  the  street,  I  would  not  ask  that,  but  at 
the  mission  rooms  with  your  friends — and  sing- 
the  truth  as  you  sang  it  just  now  to  these  poor 
lost  souls? 

Feliciana  nodded,  she  was  in  tears. 

"You  are  not  of  us."  said  the  Army  woman, 
wistful! V,  "but  vou  know  -Other  sheep  have  I  not 


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of  this  fold,'  and,  we  have  the  same  Christ." 

Feliciana  then  saw  that  the  professor  was 
standing'  by  her  with  his  hat  off. 

Feliciana's  mother  had  been  gaining  breath 
and  speech  again,  and  when  they  were  in  the  car 
she  burst  forth  into  indignant  reproaches. 

"How  could  you,  Feliciana,  how  could  you 
do  that  disgraceful  thing,"  she  cried. 

"Hush!"  said  the  professor,  solemnly.  "She 
has  this  day  a  great  lesson  learned,  one  which  I 
haf  never  taught  her.  The  great  singers  of  the 
world — they  haf  known  a  voice  is  the  gift  of  God, 
and  every  song  they  sing — it  is  an  act  of  worship. 
Feliciana!  Feliciana!  Thou  art  rightly  named. 
Thou  art  meant  to  be  a  joy-giver  in  a  world  of 
woe." 


FROM  AN  OLD  STUDENT. 

SARAH    DELIA    WYCHOFF,    '89. 


Our  history  is  easily  related.  Perhaps  you 
knew  that  my  degree  M.  P.  came  in  June,  1899. 
Then  for  one  year  1  was  on  the  staff  of  the  Johns 
Hopkins  Hospital  at  Baltimore.  That  was  the 
fullest  year  I  have  ever  seen.  Then  in  Septem- 
ber 1900  w^  came  here  to  make  our  home.  Since 
then  I  have  taken  the  Pennsy  brania  state  board 
examinations  and  have  commenced  practice.  The 
latter  is  as  good  as  we  could  expect  in  such  a 
short  time,  I  think,  and  people  have  been  en- 
couraging. I  like  medicine  more  and  more  as 
time  passes. 

We  have  met  some  delightful  people  and  are 
making  new  friends.  It  is  a  privilege  to  meet 
new  people  and  to  form  new  friendships,  but 
that  only  serves  to  make  old  ones  more  dear;  so 
my  mother  and  I  have  been  thinking  and  talking 
of  the  Jacksonville  folk  very  often,  and  we 
should  be  very  glad  to  hear  about  those  of  them 
who  may  still  remember  us,  and  send  them  our 
greetings. 

This  city  is  directly  on  the  Susquehanna,  in 
the  Wyoming  valley,  and  is  mainly  a  product  of 
the  anthracite  coal.  Some  parts  of  it  are  very 
beautiful,  and  the  mountains  round  about  are 
always  lovely.  The  outlying  mining  villages, 
mostly  of  Poles,  Hungarians,  etc.,  are  a  draw- 
back, but  on  the  whole,  the  place  is  a  passable 
one.  We  are  four  hours  from  Philadelphia  and 
New  York,  and  not   very    inaccessible    to    people 


passing  through  the  country,  and  shall  always 
appreciate  a  stop-off  if  any  friend  be  going  this 
way.  Our  church  is  not  named  Grace,  which 
troubles  my  mother  some — only  First  M.  E. 

We  live  very  near  the  river,  and  it  is  a  pleas- 
ure to  see  the  mountains  across  and  up  and  down 
and  back;  we  are  literally  surrounded  by  them. 
The  country  back  for  all  directions  is  mountain- 
ous and  in  some  places  wild;  bear  and  deer  have 
been  taken  this  fall  twenty  to  thirty  miles  back 
in  the  hills. 

But  we  don't  go  there  to  hunt,  we  live  very 
quietly  at  home  and  have  few  diversions.  My 
mother  is  not  strong  and  is  frequently  not  well, 
so  we  enjoy  home,  especially  after  having  had 
none  for  so  many  years. 

I  know  practically  nothing  of  Jacksonville 
people  and  events.  Though  a  rumor  had  reach- 
ed us  that  the  town  is  running  down.  Surely 
this  must  be  a  mistake,  is  it  not? 

I  hope  you  are  well  and  happy,  and  that  the 
spring's  delights  will  be  yours  in  abundance. 

Wilkesbarre,  Pa. 


IN  THE  RAIN. 


The  rain  rattled  against  the  window  panes 
in  a  steady  shot-like  shower  that  blurred  the  pine 
trees  on  the  lawn  outside.  It  was  such  a  sob- 
bing, dreary,  hopeless  sort  of  rain  that  sounded 
as  if  intended  to  keep  on  forever.  It  was  grey 
and  cold  without.  It  was  greyer  and  colder 
within,  for  a  pair  of  swallows  had  chosen  to  build 
deep  down  in  the  chimney's  throat  and  their  idyl 
was  not  to  be  rudely  shattered  even  it  the  house- 
hold went  tireless  and  shivering. 

The  ceaseless  drip  of  the  rain  failed  to  drown 
the  twittering  voices  that  maintained  so  cheer- 
ful a  strain  in  spite  of  wind  and  weather.  Were 
they  glad  of  the  chimney's  shelter — so  glad  that 
they  had  not  yet  discovered  how  dark  and 
draughty  a  hole  it  is  to  draw  breath  in,  and 
how  sooty  the  sides? 

A  whirring  of  wings  proclaims  flight,  and 
the  swallows'  human  neighbor-  wakens  cup  to 
find  the  rain  over.  Two  specks  in  the  far  sky 
show  they  have  sought  the  high  clear  air  with 
the  cheerful  acceptance  of  all  "things  that  a  day 
brinyfs  forth." 


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Very  swiftly  these  last  weeks  ot  the  colleg-e 
year  are  passing  by.  The  days  are  beg'inuing'  to 
be  counted  until  the  27th  ot  May — counted  by 
most  with  impatient  anticipation  of  home-going' 
and  release  from  the  grind  of  school  lite  that 
grows  irksome  even  to  the  most  conscientious 
student  at  this  time  of  the  year.  But  there  are 
some  who  perceive  with  keen  regret  the  golden 
days  passing"  to  return — for  them — no  more. 
These  are  the  ones  who  go  out  from  the  warm 
appreciative  college  atmosphere  into  the  larger 
and  less  restrained  life  of  the  world,  each  with 
some  high  hope  toward  the  realization  of  which 
she  is  to  bend  her  energies.  Doubtless,  many  of 
them  will  still  be  "hopes  deferred"  even  down  to 
the  end  of  the  struggle,  for  the  number  is  few 
indeed  of  those  who  rise  above  the  level  of  the 
common  life.  Somewliere  Bayard  Taylor  has 
declared  that,  "It  is  not  much  to  earn  the  windy 
praise  that  fans  our  early  promise,"  and  he  goes 
on  to  picture  the  hard  conditions  of  maturer  life 
and  the  difficulty  of  wresting  recognition  for 
painstaking  endeavor.  Prom  that  standpoint 
things  seems  altogether  hopeless,  but  a  truer  in- 
terpreter of  life  is  he  who  tells  us, 

"Not  the  good  thing  we  accomplish, 
but  the  better  thing  we  plan. 
Not  achievement  but  ideal, 
is  the  measure  of  a  man." 


COLLEGE  DEPARTMENT. 


COLLEGE  OF  MUSIC. 

There  was  an  interesting  private  recital  in 
the  chapel  April  3rd. 

The  theory  class  is  now  hard  at  work  analvz- 
ing  Sonatas  and  Fugues.  Among  the  students 
of  the  class  there  is  always  a  "chief  theme"  in 
their  conversation. 


The  Interpretation  class  met  in  the  chapel 
March  25th.  After  a  sketch  of  the  life  of  Liszt 
read  by  Nina  Mitchell,  several  ot  his  composi- 
tions werejplayed  by  Misses  Line,  Franke.  Bar- 
low, Layman,  Doying,  Kinne  and  Dudley.  The 
news  items  for  the.  month  were  read  bv  Ethel 
Hatch. 


Two  more  senior  recitals  have  been  given 
this  month.  The  following  is  the  program 
which  was  beautifully  given  by  Elizabeth  Math- 
ers, assisted  by  Clara  Franke. 

Cavatina  "Lieti  Signor"  (Les  Huguenots) Meyerbeer 

Polonaise  in  A  Flat. Chopin 

a  Bonjour  Suzon Pessard 

b  L'Amour  eaptif Chaminade 

c  Ungeduld Schubert 

d  Hark,  Hark,  the  Lark Schubert 

Air— My  Redeemer  and  My  Lord Buck 

a  Nocturne Liszt 

bThe  Butterfly • Lavallee 

a  Invano Tostl 

b  Dream  ol  an  Hour Chaminade 

c  You  and  I Lehmann 

d  It  I  Were  But  a  Honey  Bee ^ Taggart 

c  Serenade  to  Juanita .Jouberti 

Josephine  Correll  was  assisted  in  her  delight- 
ful program  by  Lois  Rogers,  soprano. 

S    nata.  Op.  10,  No.  1 Beethoven 

Allegro  molto  e  con  brio. 

Adagio  molto 

Finale. 

Nocturne,  Op.  37,  No.  1 Chopin 

Valse  in  E  minor Chopin 

Impromptu  in  A  flat..-,- Schubert 

a    Greeting Hawley 

b    Thy  Beaming  Eyes MacDowell 

c    My  Laddie Niedinger 

Romance  (from  Tannhauser) Wagner 

Polonaise  in  E  flat Moszkowski 


COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


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THE    FRENCH  PLAY. 


A  large  company  of  invited  guests  gathered 
in  the  chapel  Tuesday  evening,  the  22d,  to  wit- 
ness the  plays  given  by  Miss  Ludwig's  two 
French  classes.  Miss  Ludwig  explained  that 
the  plays  were  learned  in  the  regular  line  of 
study,  as  the  course  required  a  certain  amount 
of  memorizing  of  French  which  was  made  more 
interesting"  by  being  learned  in  the  form  of  a 
play.  "La  Jeune  Savante"  and  "Les  Cuisinieres" 
were  the  ones  given.  The  former  is  the  more 
difficult  from  the  standpoint  of  language  drill, 
but  the  dramatic  action  of  the  latter  is  more 
pronounced. 

"La  Jeune  Savante"  tells  of  the  first  day  in  a 
boarding  school  taught  by  Madame  de  Valnais. 
Almedorine,  a  girl  from  the  countrv,  is  the  sub- 
ject of  witticisms  by  the  other  girls  of  the  school 
especially  Zelie,  a  little  aristocrat  who  later  finds 
herself  related  to  Jeanne,  a  poor  woman,  who, 
with  her  two  children,  Trinnette  and  Fanny, 
known  as  the  "incorrigibles,"  have  been  intro- 
duced during  the  action  of  the  play.  All  of  the 
parts  were  e.xcellently  taken. 

"Les  Cuisinieres"  is  the  tale  of  the  mis- 
behavior of  Francois,  the  cook  and  Ernestine, the 
maid,  who  have  been  left  by  Madame  Beloiseau 
to  prepare  dinner.  They  ask  in  several  friends 
to  lunch  and  provide  too  the  quantity  of  provis- 
ions desired  by  madame.  Conspicuous  upon  the 
table  which  was  laid  during  the  action  of  the 
play  was  a  lobster.  In  the  midst  of  the  merry 
meal  they  are,  surprised  by  the  return  of  madame. 
Consternation  reigns — the  hat  the  milliner's  maid 
left  for  madame  is  thrust  into  the  provision  box 
and  the  lobster  is  deposited  in  the  hat  box  where 
later  it  is  found  by  madame.  The  action  is  very 
lively  and  was  given  in  a  very  interesting  man- 
ner. The  play  ends  by  madame  forgiving  all  the 
pranks  as  the  day  is  her  birthday. 

The  cast  ot  the  two  plays  was  as  follows: 

LA     JEUNE     SAVANTE. 
Personages— 
Madame  de  Valnais  -  -  Bess  Barker 

Claire  -  -  -  Mira  Morey 

Adele  -  -  -  Ellen  Ball 

Louise  -  -  -  Opal  Farmer 

Flore  -  -  -  Gertrude  York 

Almedorine  _  -  _  Nannie  Myers 

Alice  Wadsworth 

Ethel  Craig 

Lillian  McCullough 

Franc  MoHett 


Zelie 

Rose 

Madame  Monclar 

.Jeanne 

Trinnette 

i'anny 


Etna  Stivers 
Olive  Glick 


Violin  solo— "Les  Marseillaise" 

Mias  Garner,  accompanied  by  Miss  Harvey 

LES    CUISINIERES. 
Personages— 

Madame  Beloiseau  -                 -                    Louise  Moore 

Francois  -                       Mary  Thompson 

Ernestine  -                          -                    Mabel  ShuH 

Heloise                -  -                                   Edith  Phillippi 

Catherine  -                   -                        Emma  Bullard 

Virginnie  May  Brown 

Le  Mere  Grobec  -             -                       Lulu  Smith 

Miss  Ludwig  has  done  exceptionally  fine 
class-room  work  during  her  two  years  connection 
with  the  college.  Last  year  through  a  mutual 
friend  in  Paris  she  arranged  a  correspondence 
between  her  pupils  and  those  of  two  French 
girl's  schools  which  is  still  being  carried  on  with 
excellent  results. 


ELOCUTION. 


The  recitals  given  this  month  have  been  tour 
in  number.  That  of  Anna  Luise  Stevenson,  with 
Edna  Line,  pianist,  occurred  March  26th.  with 
the  following  program: 

The  Prairie  Fire  I  „  . 

Linden  Street       f  Waterman 

Deacon  Tubman's  Race Jas.  K,  Murray 

Gondoliera Liszt 

H  I  Were  a  Bird _ Henselt 

The  Boy  Orator  of  Zepata  City R.  h.  Davis 

Caprice  espagnol Moszkowski 

Wet  Weather  Talk \ 

"Little  Halie" I  ,       „   „,, 

Tho'ts  for  the  Dis  .ontented  Farm'r  f '"'^-  ^^-  ""^^ 

"Do  They  Miss  Me" J 


Advanced  pupil's  recital,  given  April  4th. 
PART   I. 

"A  Pair  of  Lunatics" Werner 

"He"— Ethel  Wylder. 
"She"— Lillian  McCullough. 

Aunt  Sylvia's  First  Lesson  in  Geography Anon 

Myrtle  Thompson. 

Romeo  and  Juliet,  Act  II,  Scene  V Shakespeare 

Juliet— Minnie  Huckeby. 
Nurse— Mabelle  Hill. 

Two  Home  Comings McDowell 

Sara  Davis. 

P^ART    TWO. 

MERCHANT   OF    VENICE 

Act  IV— Scene  I— Shakespeare. 


Scene-Venice,  A  Court  of  Justice. 


College  Greetikgs. 


Antonio 

Bassanio 

Gratiano 

Salarino 

Duke 

Portia 

Nerissa 

Clerk  of  Court 

Judges 


Myrtle  Thompson 

Ethel  Wyleer 

Minnie  Huckeby 

Jessie  Achenbaeh 

Sara  Davis 

Lillian  McCullough 

Ethel  Read 

Anna  Stevenson 

J     Maude  Moore 

I        Stella  Shufl 


Senior  recital    by    Maude   Hoskinson  Moore, 
assisted  by  Elsie  Layman,  pianist,  April  9th. 

Evangeline Longfellow 

a    The  Banishment, 
b    Moonlight  on  the  Prairie. 
(Guitar  accompaniment,  Inez  Huckeby.) 

Nocturne,  Op.  12 Leschetizky 

Czardas MacDowell 

Tommy's  First  Smoke. Anon 

The  Rose  Bush Caldwell 

Other  Side  of  the  Moon Fawcett 

"Old  Mother  Goose" Phelps 

Scherzo,  B  flat  minor Chopin 

Aunt  Susan's  Quilt Wood 


The  following  is  a  senior  recital  by  Estella 
Shuff  g-iven  April  17th,  assisted  by  Elizabeth 
Doying,  pianist: 

When  Knighthood  was  in  Flower Caskoden 

(Mary's  Refusal  of  France.) 

La  Sauterelle Parker 

Spring  Song Sinding 

Buildingof  the  Ship Longfellow 

Twelfth  Night,  Act  II,  Scene  4 Shakespeare 

Slrangeron  the  Sill  ..  T.  B.  Read 

Little  Brown  Baby Dunbai 

March  Militaire  Schubert-Tausig 

Monologue:— "Sweet  Girl  Graduate" Phelps 


LABORATORY  DAY. 


The  hall  bell  sounds,  B,  hurry  up 
And  And  our  private  key, 
O,  here  it  is  in  a  tin  cup 
As  rusty  as  can  be. 

Where  is  my  denim  apron  blue 
Adorned  with  many  a  holey 
And  say  do  you  know  how  to  do 
The  one  about  charcoal? 

I  heard  a  Junior  say  Just  now, 

"Er  hat  mich  gekusst," 

Come,  come,  such  talk  she  won't  allow 

Until  we  are  dismissed. 


O,  B,  and  did  you  go  last  night 

To  the  contest  on  the  hill? 

Here,  hand  me  that  ammonium  white. 

The  stuff's  about  to  spill. 

The  H  and  O  unite,  I  think. 
For  they  fond  lovers  are, 
I  wonder  if  their  spirits  sink 
When  e'er  they  meet  a  Jar?" 

Oh,  B,  I'll  tell  you  of  the  fuss 

I  had  with  him  last  night. 

He  said— but  what  a  dreadful  muss        , 

I  ne'er  saw  such  a  sight. 

Turn  out  that  flame,  right  quick,  I  say. 
There  goes  my  last  good  flask 
It's  lively  times  we  have  today 
Nor  easy  is  the  task. 

There,  that's  the  old  two-fifty  bell 
My  chum  goes  to  the  gym 
O,  I've  so  much  I  want  to  tell 
Our  chance  is  very  slim. 

At  last,  we're  thro'  and  now  we  go 
To  have  some  Jolly  fun, 
I'll  meet  you  on  the  street  below, 
We'll  take  a  two  mile  run. 


A  DAY  AT  THE    WOMAN'S 
COLLEGE. 


Recently  it  was  my  privilege  to  spend  a  day 
at  the  Woman's  college,  Jacksonville,  Illinois,  to 
lecture  to  students  and  note  the  remarkable  pro- 
gress the  institution  is  making. 

For  fifteen  years  I  have  been  either  a  confer- 
ence visitor  or  a  trustee  and,  therefore,  have  had 
a  good  opportunity  of  knowing  the  workings  of 
the    institution. 

The  friends  of  the  college  have  ever  spoken 
words  ot  praise  of  the  character  of  the  work 
under  every  administration,  but  for  ten  years 
past,  under  the  presidency  of  Dr.  Harker,  no 
other  college  under  Methodist  patronage  has 
made  more  rapid  and  substantial  progress. 

During  my  recent  visit  I  met  in  the  chapel  a 
much  larger  mumber  of  young  women  than  I 
ever  met  before,  and  they  were  the  healthiest, 
brightest  and  most  earnest  looking  bodv  of 
young  women  I  ever  met  in  any  college. 

The  healthy  appearance  may  be  accounted  for 
largely  by  the  character  of  the  food  given  them 
and  their  physical  exercise,  tor  one  hour  each 
day  is  given  in  the  gymnasium  under  a  compe- 
tent physical  teacher. 

The  teaching  in  the  different  departraetits  is 


I 


COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


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of  a  very  hig-h  order.  The  members  of  the  fac- 
ulty are  not  only  g^raduates  from  our  best  institu- 
tion s,  but  have  had  special  training  in  the 
branches  which  they  teach. 

Miss  Austin,  the  lady  principal,  is  not  only 
an  exceptionally  good  teacher,  but  is  showing 
rare  qualities  in  meeting'  the  responsibilities  of 
her  new  position.  She  knows  how  to  secure  the 
love  and  confidence  of  the  young  women. 

The  religious  instruction  in  the  college.  I 
will  venture  to  say,  is  not  equaled  in  any  of  our 
educational  institutions.  In  addition  to  the 
special  instruction  given  by  the  president  and 
tlie  Scripture  rehearsals  in  connection  with  the 
daily  chapel  exercises,  normal  instruction  is  giv- 
en in  Bible  geography  and  history, etc.  I  was  sur- 
prised and  delighted  in  observing  the  readiness 
and  accuracy  with  which  the  students  recite  se- 
lections from  the  Psalms  and  the  New  Testament 
from  memory. 

Lectures  are  also  given  on  the  authenticity, 
inspiration  and  literary  characteristics,  of  the 
Bible. 

The  musical  department  is  not  surpassed  by 
any  college  in  the  West,  and  a  larger  number 
of  young  women  are  taking  advantage  of  the 
musical  advantages  than  ever  before. 

The  college  offers  excellent  advantages  to 
young  women  desiring  instruction  in  art  and 
elocution,  which  are  being  appreciated,  as  shown 
in  the  increased  number  in  tlie  classes. 

The  growing'  popularity  of  the  college,  as 
seen  in  the  steadily  increasing  attendance, makes 
it  absolutely  necessary  to  enlarge  the  building; 
and  the  present  indications  are  that  a  new  wing- 
to  the  building  will  be  commenced  very  soon,  so 
it  will  be  ready  for  occupancy  at  the  opening'  of 
tlie  next  school  year. 

It  is  a  hopeful  indication  that  more  men  and 
women  of  wealth  are  considering  the  importance 
of  this  college  than  ever  before.  It  is  well  that 
the  Methodists  should  get  this  college  upon  their 
hearts,  for  it  is  the  only  woman's  college-  we 
have  to  day  in  this  great  Mississippi  valley. 
While  our  colleges  and  universities  have  been 
thrown  open  to  both  sexes  and  many  of  our  peo- 
ple are  firm  believers  in  coeducation,  still  the 
fact  must  be  recognized  that  possibly  one  half  of 
our  Methodist  parents,  when  they  send  their 
daughters  away  to  school,  desire  to  send  them  to 
a  woman's  college.  If  we  cannot  make  ample 
provision  to  educate  our  Methodist  girls,  other 
denominations  will    and    we  will  sustain  irrepar- 


able loss.  The  trustees  and  conference  visitors 
of  the  woman's  college  held  a  full  board  meeting- 
March  6,  and  by  a  unanimous  vote  instructed  the 
executive  committee  to  proceed  to  erect  an  addi- 
tion to  the  college  building  not  to  cost  exceeding 
!!;25,000.     The  meeting  was  full  of  enthusiasm. 

Rev.  Horace  Reed,  D.  D..  Decatur,  111. 


COLLEGE  NOTES. 

Dr.  Horace  Reed's  interesting  impressions  of 
the  college  in  this  number  is  taken  from  the 
Northwestern  Christian  Advocate. 


Nelle  Yeomans  who  was  a  member  of  the  sen- 
ior class  up  to  the  Christmas  holidays,  was  mar- 
ried within  the  month  to  Edward  Arnold  Sewell 
at  her  home  in  Danville. 


Hedwig  L.  Weldi,  '01,  now  sojourning  in 
Los  Angeles  sent  a  charming  account  of  her 
travels  in  southern  California  which  came  just  a 
day  too  late  lor  the  April  Greetings. 


No  little  flurry  was  caused  by  theannounce- 
ment  of  Miss  Helen  M.  Taylor's  resignation  a 
few  weeks  ago,  and  the  interest  increased  -when 
the  girls  learned  that  she  was  married  a  few 
days  later  to  Mr.  Shumaker,  a  post-graduate 
student  of  Chicago  University.  Miss  Taylor  was 
parted  from  with  sincere  regret  only  lessened  bv 
the  fact  that  her  leave-taking  was  the  means  of 
restoring  Miss  Line  to  her  old  place  in  the  facul- 
ty. Miss  Line  returns  to  the  science  department 
much   benefited  in  health  bv  her  vear  of  rest. 


On  the  evening  of  March  29th,  a  reception 
was  given  at  I.  W.  C. ,  by  President  and  Mrs. 
Harker.  The  reception  room  was  decorated  in 
blue  and  yellow,  the  college  colors.  By  the  ar- 
tistic decorations  in  red  and  white,  the  recitation 
room  back  of  the  chapel  was  transformed  into  a 
very  pretty  refreshment  room.  Here  the  mem- 
bers of  the  sophomore  class  served,  while  in  the 
front  of  the  chapel  Jennie  Harker  presided  at  the 
frappe  bowl.  Unfortunately,  many  of  the  in- 
vited guests  were  detained  at  their  homes  by  the 
rain,  but  all  who  were  present  agreed  that  it  was 
an  evening  of  general  enjoyment. 


19  ¥ 


CoivLEOE  Greetings. 


'THE  LAY  OF  THE 
LAST"— WAFER. 


A  little  flour  and  water 

With  other  things  mixed  in 
Kneaded  up  quite  well,  you  know. 

And  then  rolled  out  quite  thin. 

Packed  up  in  a  good  3ize  d  box 

With  others— Just  like  me, 
And  sold,  down  at  the  grocery  store. 

To  the  people  ol  the  I.  W.  C. 

Carried  on  a  large,  white  plate 

To  the  board  where  Miss  Ludwig    pre- 
sides, 
Oh,  the  hair  breadth  escapes  there  efJected. 

Would  rival  a  sportsman's  wild  rides. 

So  onward  and  onward  I  circle 

"fill  at  last  I'll  be  dizzy,  I  lear, 
it  I  don't  fall  off  of  the  tabic, 

I'm  sure  there's  is  no  rest  for  me  here. 

Just  as  I  think  I'll  get  rested, 

I'm  called  for  from  Edith  or  Blanche 

Till  I  wish  every  meal  time  that  1 
Could  fall  in  some  kind  of  a  trance. 

I  have  seen  so  much  sorrow  and  trouble, 
As  I  bade  my  companions  farewell, 

And  now  I'm  the  last  of  the  party. 
And  I  have  the  whole  story  to  tell. 

I  am  waiting,  still  patient  and  silent. 

For  1  know  that  my  time's  drawing  near. 

The  requests  of  those  at  our  table 
for  wafers,  1  constantly  hear. 

Take,  now  this  advice,  all  ye  wafers. 
If  hardships  you  dont  want  to  see. 

Don't  go  to  a  girl's  boarding  school. 
And  don't  go  to  I.  W.  C.  ■ 

—Golden  Burry 


COLLEGE  NOTES. 


Miss  Cowgill  spent  a  few  days  in  Chicag'o 
recently,  taking-  in  the  sigflits  of  the  city. 

The  last  of  the  senior  essays  have  been  read, 
and  we  are  now  greatly  interested  in  the  essays 
being  given  by  our  juniors. 

Three  of  our  teachers.  Misses  Knopf,  Brahm 
and  Harvey,  took  advantage  of  the  excursion 
rates  to  Chicago  Easter.  They  report  a  most 
enjoyable  time. 

Mrs.  Samantha  White  Watson,  '74,  suffered 
the  loss  of  her  second  son,  Douglas  J.,  from  the 
effects  of  la  grippe  on  March  14,  Springfield.  111., 
aged  twentyone  years  and  four  months. 


Clara    Murphy  spent  a  few  days  at  her  home 
in  Pittsfield  the  past  month. 


Corinne    Musgrove,  accompanied   by   Lenora 
Brahm,  spent  a  recent  Sunday  in  Chicago. 

Sara  Davis,  accompanied  by  Olive   Phillippi, 
spent  Sunday  the  20th,  at  her  home  in  Pittsfield. 


The  studio  is  a  busy  hive  these  daj-s.  The  com- 
position class  is  illustrating  the  "Lady  of  Sha- 
lott, "  in  the  life  class  much  interest  is  shown, 
Jessie  Sharpe  posing  for  the  modal  and  on  anj' 
of  these  bright  afternoons,  enthusiastic  groups 
may  be  seen  wending  their  way  through  the 
many  unfrequented  parts  of  town  in  search  of 
the  picturesque. 

The  Phi  Nu  society  held  its;  regular  meeting 
Thursday,  April  15th.  A  very  good  program 
consisting  of  an  original  poem,  a  recitation,  a 
Phi  Nu  song  and  debate  was  given.  The  sub- 
ject for  debate  was.  '■'Resolved,  that  the  Wom- 
an's College  should  adopt  a  uniform."  The 
work  of  the  debaters  on  both  sides  was  very 
good,  as  each  side  presented  some  forcible  ar- 
guments. 

The  conference  visitors  spent  Thursday 
morning  at  the  college,  visiting  the  classes,  not- 
ing the  equipment  and  examining  the  character  of 
the  work  done.  They  expressed  themselves  as 
much  pleased  with  the  work,  and  with  the  many 
improvements  from  year  to  year.  It  is  the  duty 
to  report  the  condition  of  the  school  to  the  trus- 
tees and  to  the  conference.  Those  present  were 
Revs.  A.  L.  T.  Ewert,  Theodore  Kemp,  M.  M. 
Want  and  C.  F.  Buker. 


President  Harker  was  agreeably  surprised 
Thursday  morning"  by  a  gift  of  twenty  volumes 
of  a  beautiful  edition  of  the  poets  and  represen- 
tative^authors  presented  by  Miss  Neville  and  the 
English  classes.  A  few  weeks  ago  a  similar  sur- 
prise came  in  the  gift  of  thirty  five  dollars  from 
Miss  Kreider  and  the  Glee  Club  to  be  applied  to 
the  new  building.  Such  incidents  show  the 
interest  of  teachers  and  students  and  are  greatly 
appreciated. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


17-^ 


VOL.  V 


JACKSONVILLE,   ILL.   MAY,    1902. 


NO.  9 


LITERARY. 


FLOWER    SONG. 


MARTHA    CAPPS-OLIVER. 


All  in  tbe  spring-time  wben  soft  winds  are  blowing. 
Sbeddlng  their  perfume  o'er  hlll-slde  and  plain, 
All  In  the  spring-time  when  brooks  are  a-flowing. 
Comes  a  soft  whisper:  "O,  waken  again  I" 
Shy  little  blossoms  asleep  In  the  grasses. 
Buttercups  golden  and  violets  white. 
Rouse  from  your  slumbers  for  Zephyr  is  calling— 
"Open  your  eyes  to  the  beautiful  light." 

Over  the  fleld  and  the  copse  and  the  dingle. 

Over  the  mountain  and  valley  and  hill. 

Upward  they  spring  and  their  spirits  commingle. 

Borne  upon  odor-wings  viewless  and  still; 

Up  through  the  ferns  and  the  long  grasses  peeping. 

Light  as  a  whisper  or  tones  of  a  dream. 

Hither  they  hasten  adorning  the  meadow. 

Gracing  the  bill-side  and  fringing  the  stream 


This  is  the  song  as  it  rings  sweet  and  clear 
Rising  and  falling  from  far  and  anear: 

Thty  have  ilept  thro  the  lonff.  long  winter 
But  now  when  the  soft  raini  6ea( 
They  upringfrom  their  dreamy  slumber-i 
And  crowd  round  the  young  Mays  feet. 

e     e     e 
IMPRESSIONS  OF  CALIFORNIA. 

^  yOW  often   I    have  thoug-ht  of  the  College 
<^^H  girls  as  I've  g'azcd   on    this   feast  of 

V^  waving^  palms  and  rolling'  lawns  and 
profusely  blooming  flowers,  and 
wished  that  by  the  sorcery  of  some  modern  Alad- 
din the  entire  College  might  be  transported  hith- 
er some  bright  morning.  It  is  certainly  an  ideal 
spot  for  boarding  schools.  I  am  quite  confident 
there  would  be  no  murmuring  against  "morning 
walks"  here,  although  it  is  to  be  feared  the  in- 
evitable murmuring  would  come  when  the  one 
who  "led  tlie  line"  began  to  wend  her  way  back 
toward  the  side  stairs.  [I  suppose  "up  the  side 
stairs"after  tlie  morning  walk  is  still  the  fashion.] 


It  has  been  said  of  California  that  it  is  the 
land  where  people  "irrigate,  cultivate  and  ex- 
aggerate," but  I  believe  the  latter  charge  is 
rather  an  unjust  one,  as  many  statements  in  re- 
gard to  California  products  must  necessarily 
seem  monstrous,  because  the  articles  them- 
selves are  monstrous.  For  some  unknown  reason 
this  land  seems  to  be  a  favorite  child  of  mother 
nature  and  she  smiles  upon  it  with  an  exceeding- 
ly partial  warmth.  Its  skies  vie  in  blueness  with 
the  for-get-me-not  beds  beneath,  its  palms  grow 
tall  enough  to  brush  the  very  housetops,  its  air 
is  always  sweet  with  the  fragrance  of  blooming 
flowers — and  such  flowers — roses  festooning  the 
very  eaves,  geranium  bushes  with  stems  that  you 
can  scarcely  span  with  both  hands,  heliotrope 
that  grows  in  great  fragrant  bunches,  acres  and 
acres  of  gorgeous  poppies  and  whole  hedges  of 
calla  lilies  whose  flowers  grow  almost  as  large  as 
— well,  the  rising  bell  at  I.  W.  C. 

All  this  profusion  of  flowers  and  verdure 
seems  all  the  more  beautiful  after  coming  through 
the  desert  regions  of  New  Mexico  and  Arizona 
where  as  far  as  the  eye  can  reach  there  is  noth- 
ing to  be  seen  but  a  dreary  expanse  of  sand  and 
alkali  with  an  occasional  forlorn  looking  tuft  ot 
sage  or  cactus  here  and  there.  This  is  the  home 
ot  "Alkali  Ike"  who  figures  so  prominently  on 
the  funny  page  of  the  newspapers. 

The  region  is  not  without  its  charms,  how- 
ever. At  almost  every  station  at  which  we  stop- 
ped a  group  ot  Indian  women  and  girls  sur- 
rounded the  train  bringing  articles  of  pottery  to 
sell.  Their  dress  was  more  fantastic  than  I 
have  ever  seen  it  pictured  even  in  the  wildest  and 
wooliest  stories  of  the  west,  especially  that  of 
the  Isleta  and  Moki  Indians.  The  girls  of  the 
latter  tribe  wear  their  hair  in  two  peculiar  twists 
extending  from  behind  each  ear,  to  represent  an 
open  squash  blossom,  while  the  married  women 
wear  theirs  twisted  downward  to  represent  a 
faded  squash  blossom.  The  little  Indian  babes 
are  just  too  dear,  cuddling  on  their  robust 
swarthy  mothers'  backs,  and  I  won  the  goodwill 
of  one  of  the  squaws  because  I  admired  her 
plump,  greasy  little  papoose,  but  she  was  the 
only   one   I    could   induce  to  talk  to   me.     One  of 


iio_ 


College   Greetings. 


our  party  tried  to  take  a  snap  shot  of  a  pictur- 
esque little  mite  of  about  eight  years,  all  wrapt 
in  a  g'orgeous  red  shawl,  and  when  she  was 
asked  to  stand  forward  a  little  she  promptly 
turned  her  back  the  minute  she  saw  the  kodak 
pointed  at  her  and  piped  in  a  shrill  voice  over 
her  shoulder,  "If  you  kif  me  ten  cent." 

Among'  the  places  of  interest  we  visited  in 
southern  California  was  the  old  San  Gabriel 
mission,  built  in  1776  by  the  Spanish  priests. 
We  were  quite  a  merry  tally-ho  party  of  sixteen 
with  waving  flags  and  tooting'  horns,  ^ut  when 
the  horses  drew  up  before  the  time-stained  mis- 
sion with  its  crumbling  adobe  walls,  a  sort  of 
hush  fell  upon  us  and  we  were  all  conscious  of  a 
deep  awe  as  the  aged  priest  who  met  us  at  the 
door  led  us  into  the  dim,  musty  smelling  chapel, 
explaining  objects  of  interest  and  pointing  out 
the  merits  of  the  rare  old  paintings  which  lined 
the  walls,  one  above  each  pew.  They  were  till 
brought  from  the  Old  World  and  some  of  them 
are  perfect  gems  of  art.  One  portrait  of  the 
Christ  which  hangs  just  opposite  the  door  is  es- 
pecially fine.  The  features  are  so  mellow,  so 
tenderly  radiant  that  their  expression  dwells  in 
the  mind  for  days  after.  The  garment  is  of  a 
deep,  rich  red  which  has  a  beautiful  luminous 
glow,  the  like  of  which  I  have  never  seen  in  a 
modern  painting.  The  background  is  but  poorly 
executed,  in  fact  little  attention  seems  to  have 
been  paid  to  it,  all  the  pains  and  all  the  genius 
having  been  centered  on  the  figure  of  the  Master. 
In  a  dim  corner  stood  the  old  worm  eaten  con- 
fessional, also  from  across  the  waters.  When  I 
commented  on  the  wooden  bars  placed  across  the 
front  of  the  confessional,  the  old  priest  smiled 
and  said,  "Yes  miss,  I  nailed  them  there  my- 
self. Some  of  the  young  people  came  in,  you 
know,  and  one  would  stand  here  and  be  the  fath- 
er and  the  other  would  stand  there  and  confess 
to  him.  They  passed  many  jests  and  had  a 
great  deal  of  fun,"  and  then  reverently  lowering" 
his  voice,  "but  this  is  not  the  place,  you  know." 
From  there  he  led  us  to  an  ante  room  where  the 
old  baptismal  fount  was  standing,  which  had 
been  brought  over  from  Spain  long  before  the 
founding  of  the  mission,  and  from  whose  copper 
basin  many  thousands  had  been  baptized.  Of 
the  six  bells  which  were  originally  set  in  the 
tower,  each  one  in  a  separate  arched  opening-  cut 
in  the  massive  wall,  four  are  still  extant,  han"'- 
ing  there  in  their  crumbling  prisons,  stained  and 
discolored  by  age. 


The  mission  itself  stands  there,  gazing  from 
its  rugged  windows  as  from  gaunt  pathetic  eyes, 
mournful  with  the  consciousness  of  a  defeated 
purpose,  but  like  the  broken  Spanish  dynasty 
of  which  it  is  a  fragment,  its  decaying  walls  still 
breathe  an  air  of  stubborn  pride  that  will  cling 
to  it  until  it  falls  to  diii^|i,;>  It  is  a- characteristic 
of  the  west  that  things. are  either  exceeding!}' 
old  or  exceedingly  new-.  The  country  is  filled 
with  these  relicsof  thgJa'ia'bit'ious dream  of  Spain, 
while  the  modern  civilization  of  the  region  dates 
back  only  a  very  few  j'ears. 

A  tour  through  California  is  not  complete 
without  a  visit  to  one  of  its  ranches  where 
oranges,  lemons  and  olives  are  g-rown.  The 
question  of  water  and  irrigation  is  the  chief 
problem  a  farmer  in  this  region  has  to  contend 
with.  In  fact,  one  of  the  ranchers  informed  me 
that  he  did  not  buy  his  farm,  he  simply  bought 
the  water  and  received  the  land  thrown  in.  One 
of  our  party  was  extremely  disappointed  with 
the  orange  groves,  they  didn't  come  up  to  her 
ideal  at  all.  She  had  had  visions  of  climbing  up 
into  the  trees  and  sitting  among  the  branches 
leisurely  picking  oranges  from  right  and  left, but 
a  thrifty  orange  g'rower's  trees  are  far  from  being 
climbable,  as  they  are  carefully  pruned  and 
dwarfed  each  year  into  a  round  bush-shaped  tree 
of  about  ten  feet  in  height.  This  process  tends 
to  rriake  the  fruit  juicier  and  larger.  Nor  are 
the  groves  carpeted  with  green  sod  as  she  had 
fondly  pictured.  Up  to  the  very  base  of  the  trees 
the  soil  is  all  plowed  under  like  a  corn  field. 
After  the  oranges  have  been  picked  they  are 
placed  in  tubs  of  warm  water  in  which  a  quanti- 
ty of  pearline  has  been  dissolved  and  are  scrub- 
bed with  little  brushes  until  the  black  gummy 
coating  which  gathets  on  the  skin  of  the  orange 
has  been  removed.  The  fruit  is  then  rinsed  in 
cold  water,  wiped  dry  and  packed. 

The  preparation  of  the  olive  is  not  nearly  so 
simple  a  process.  The  fruit  is  picked  partially 
green,  placed  in  several  solutions  of  h^e  in  order 
to  soften  the  skin  which  is  extremely  tough, 
then  rinsed  through  clear  water,  then  laid. in  a 
weak  brine  and  lastly  in  strong  salt  wat«r  in 
which  they  are  kept  ready  for  the  market.  The 
entire  process  of  curing':  fcalves  aboutotie  month, 
no  wonder  olives  are  fifty  cents  a  bottle.  We 
seldom  thought  as  we  consupied  thetn-  at  cur 
'feasts"  in  combination  with  cheese  .wafers,  cu- 
cumber pickles  and  other -indigestibles  of  the 
complicated    process  tliey  had  to  go  through    nn- 


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til  they  were  ready  for  a  colleg'e  girl's  palate. 
The  so  called  ripe  olive  has  a  taste  which  is 
practically  the  consummation  of  all  bitterness, 
compared  to  which  quinine  itself  is  a  delicacy. 

The  owner  of  the  ranch  we  visited  had  tastes 
that  were  aesthetic  as  well  as  practical.  His 
home  is  surrounded  by  a  little  park  of  palms  and 
winding"  drives  shaded  by  drooping-  pepper  trees. 
A  lovelier  spot  I  have  never  seen.  The  cottajje 
itself  is  all  smothered  in  jasemine,  roses  and  wis- 
teria, and  as  you  sit  on  the  vine  curtained  ve- 
randa where  the  breeze  wafts  in  the  fragrance  of 
orang-e  blossoms  and  heliotrope  and  listen  to  the 
voices  of  the  birds,  telling-  in  their  own  language 
the  joyful  story  of  the  flowers  and  the  cloudless 
sky.  it  seems  as  if  the  Creator  himself  were  just 
a  little  closer  here  than  elsewhere,  for  it  is  so  like 
that  Eden  which  He  once  bestowed  on  man. 

Through  all  the  chang^es  of  seasons,  while 
the  east  is  buffeted  by  blustering"  winds  and 
beaten  with  sleet  and  hail  the  sun  beams  down 
upon  this  favored  land  with  the  same  warm  un- 
changing' smile,  the  birds  continue  to  pour  forth 
their  happy  melody,  the  earth  still  decks  herself 
in  her  luxurious  verdure  and  the  roses  still  hang" 
in  rich  fragrant  clusters,  shedding  their  petals 
in  rosy  tinted  showers  at  the  breath  of  every 
breeze.  Hedwig  L.   Wildi. 

Los  Angeles.  Cal. 


THE   FORMATION  OF 
CHARACTER. 


GRACE    HARMON,   '02. 


AMONG  all  the  possessions  which  man  may 
have,  among  all  the  honors  worthy 
^^  of  attainment,  there  is  no  posses- 
sion more  precious  and  no  honor 
more  valuable  than  a  noble,  beautiful  character. 
It  is  within  the  power  of  all  men  with  God's 
help  to  secure  for  themselves  this  most  lovable 
and  most  praiseworthy  thing  in  the  world — char- 
acter. There  is  no  need  of  an  explanation  of  the 
meaning-  of  the  term,  for  everyone  knows  that 
character  is  what  we  are;  the  presentation  not 
of  one  quality,  but  of  all  the  qualities  of  our 
whole  nature.  To  battle  bravely  and  cheerfully 
with  difficulties;  gain  all  possible  out  of  pleasure; 
to  seek  profit  in  every  advantage;  willingly  to 
g-ive  aid  when  it  is  needed;  to  remove  gloom  and 
despair    from    ihose    around  us;  to  be    religious. 


honorable  and  honest;  to  love  all  men;  tohate 
all  forms  of  pretension;  to  owe  no  man  a  debt, 
save  the  debt  of  brotherly  love — that  is  character. 
In  fine  the  perfect  character  is  that  modeled 
after  that  grandest  personality,  Jesus  Christ, 
who  in  himself  is  infinitely  perfect. 

Time  is  short  and  quickly  passes,  therefore 
this  task  should  be  begun  as  early  as  possible, 
almost  as  soon  as  the  child  is  able  to  talk  and 
should  be  continued  to  the  end  of  life.  Impres- 
sions made  in  youth  are  lasting  and  great  care 
should  be  taken  in  regard  to  the  nature  of  those 
impressions.  The  trainers  of  the  child  upon 
whom  rests  g-reat  responsibility,  should  direct 
their  own  steps  in  that  way  in  which  they  wish 
the  child  to  follow,  for  above  all  things,  the 
child  is  in  need  of  a  g-ood  example.  The  father 
and  the  mother  are  the  first  teachers  and  their 
work  begins  by  teaching-  the  little  one  the  great 
truths  ot  Christ,  for  it  must  ever  be  borne  in 
mind  that  religious  training-  should  precede  all 
other  training.  At  the  knees  of  the  parents,  the 
child  first  learns  of  the  Creator,  why  he  is  in  the 
world  and  tor  what  end  he  must  strive.  There 
he  learns  his  lessons  of  truth,  honesty,  puritv, 
obedience,  humility  and  love. 

Later,  when  the  child  enters  school  his  train- 
ing in  part  is  put  into  the  hands  of  instructors 
who  should  realize  the  responsibilities  attached 
to  their  office.  All  teachers  ought  to  recognize 
the  fact  that  it  is  their  duty  to  be  mindful  of  the 
spiritual  as  well  as  the  material  development. 
Different  teachers  possess  different  character- 
istics and  their  influence  upon  the  child  depends 
upon  their  own  characters. 

The  social  training  g-oes  hand  in  hand  with 
the  relig-ious  training-.  Without  relig-ion  a  good 
social  condition  cannot  exist.  Many  people  think 
that  if  they  move  about  in  society  circles  com- 
posed of  wealthy  members  who  lavish  their 
wealth  in  amusements  and  entertainments,  but 
who,  when  religion  and  morals  are  considered, 
are  inferior  they  are  in  the  best  of  society.  Cour- 
tesy and  politeness,  without,  relig-ion  amount  to 
nothing..  It  must  be  remembered  that  associa- 
tions and  surroundings  have  much  to  do  with 
the  development  of  character.  Parental  influ- 
ence is  strong,  but  let  the  boy  or  g-irl  have  bad 
companions  and  the  result  is  often  far  from  de- 
sirable. There  is  an  old  proverb  which  says, 
"Tell  me  with  whom  you  go  and  I  will  tell  you 
what  you  are.  "  and  it  is  true  that  you  can  very  of- 
ten   judg-e    a    person  by  his  associates.     The  evil 


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influences  of  bad  companionship  are  well  illus- 
trated in  the  words  of  St.  Augustine: 

"Bad  company  is  like  a  nail  driven  into  a 
post  which  after  the  first  or  second  blow  may  be 
drawn  out  with  little  difficulty,  but  being-  once 
driven  in  to  the  head,  the  pinchers  cannot  take 
hold  to  draw  it  out  but  it  can  only  be  done  by 
the  destruction  of  the  wood." 

Success  demands  character.  A  man  may  be- 
come rich  and  gain  power  and  notoriety  without 
possessing-  those  qualities  which  constitute  a 
man  in  the  real  meaning  of  the  word,  but  he  is 
far  from  being  truly  successful.  Honesty  often 
prevents  the  accumulation  of  wealth,  but  never- 
theless, leads  to  success.  To  be  thrifty  and  yet 
not  miserly;  to  be  ambitious  to  excel  in  one's 
work;  to  be  ever  mindful  of  the  fact  of  death  and 
judgment,  are  things  that  lead  to  success.  A 
noble  soul,  a  pure  body,  a  long  list  of  good  and 
useful  deeds  are  riches  that  last  forever. 

It  is  the  moral  duty  of  every  one  to  strive  to 
gain  as  nearly  a  perfect  character  as  possible., 
not  only  for  its  importance  to  himself  but  in  or- 
der that  he  may  be  an  example  for  his  fellowmen. 
Jesus  Christ  humbled  himself  unto  poverty  and 
led  a  most  holy  life  of  suffering  that  he  might 
lead  mankind  to  life  everlasting.  And  what 
nobler  thing  can  man  do  than  help  along  hu- 
manity by  practicing  virtue  and  self-sacrifice. 

"So  live,"  as  Bryant  says: 

"That  when  thy  summons  come  to  Join 

The  innumerable  caravan  that  moves 

To  that  mysterious  realm,  where  each  shall  take 

His  chamber  in  the  silent  halls  of  death. 

Thou  go  not.  like  the  quarry  slave  at  night 

Scourged  to  his  dungeon,  but,  sustained  and  soothed 

By  an  unfaltering  trust,  approach  thy  grave 

Like  one  who  wraps  the  drapery  of  his  couch 

About  him,  and  lies  down  to  pleasant  dreams." 

While  the  formation  of  character  is 
of  such  value,  yet  it  must  not  be  forgotten  that 
its  perfection  needs  careful  attention.  When  the 
foundation  has  been  laid,  and  the  framework  has 
been  completed,  then  all  the  finishing  must  be 
added.  The  method  of  perfection  is  beautifully 
illustrated  in  the  quotation  of  a  writer  who  says: 

"When  a  painter  has  almost  completed  a 
picture  he  takes  his  finest  brush  and  gives  it 
those  almost  infinitesimal  touches  that  idealize 
it  and  make  it  perfect.  So  with  life.  We  put  in 
our  foreground  and  background  and  middle- 
ground  with  a  free  hand  and  a  strong,  perhaps 
careless  touch;  but  as  we  grow  older  and  life 
gathers  meaning  and  character,  the  details  be- 
come   more    and    more    important — the    little  ex- 


periences, the  slight  shades  of  feeling,  the  spirit- 
ual moods,  the  deeds  we  used  to  think  too  slight 
for  reckoning.  Unless  all  these  conform  to  the 
character  we  have  been  trying  to  establish,  God 
cannot  be  satisfied  with  the  result.  God  looks 
for  that  final  perfection  whose  every  detail,  even 
the  slightest  is  in  perfect  harmony  with  the 
whole.  Only  thus  does  character  become  per- 
fect and  finished  and  beautiful.  As  we  grow 
older  we  ought  to  be  able  to  add  the  same  deli- 
cate idealizing-  touches  to  life  that  the  artist  adds 
to  his  picture  in  order  to  make  it  perfect.  This 
is  what  the  discipline  of  earth  is  teaching  us  to 
do,  and  what  we  may  do  with  ease  and  sureness 
if  we  are  obedient  to  God's  teaching. 

THE  AMERICAN   WOMAM  AS 
JOURNALIST. 


HETTIE    ANDERSON,  '02. 


IT  has  been  said  that  news.papers  in  America 
are  the  guides,  philosophers  and  friends  of 
the  masses.  There  was  a  time,  and  that 
time  is  not  far  past  when  the  pastor  thought  for 
the  parish  in  things  political  as  well  as  spiritual. 
So  long  as  the  masses  were  church-going  the 
clergy  retained  its  place  as  a  great  leader  in  po- 
litical thoughts,  but  the  modern  tendencN-  is  to 
ignore  the  church  as  our  average  Sunday  con- 
gregations testify.  Tennyson  in  Morte  D'Arthur 
says:  '-The  old  order  changeth  giving  place  to 
new."  This  sentence  may  well  be  applied  to  the 
present  conditions  which  have  divided  the  clerical 
burden  and  laid  half  of  it  on  the  editorial  shoul- 
ders. It  is  as  if  we  especially  desired  to  empha- 
size the  separation  of  church  and  state. 

The  American  most  of  all  needs  the  news- 
paper. American  lite  means  action  if  it  means 
anything  at  all.  It  is  a  life  of  great  possibilities. 
Though  the  business-like  Yankee  has  never  vis- 
ited Cape  Colony  or  Nova  Zembla,  nevertheless 
he  hopes  to  do  so  some  day  and  reads  the  paper 
with  this  hope  running  through  his  mind.  Then, 
too,  the  different  nationalities  with  which  he 
daily  comes  in  contact,  furnish  him  with  an  in- 
centive to  know  more  of  foreign  life.  Although 
magazines  furnish  a  vast  amount  of  information 
in  elaborate  articles,  yet  the  great  city  dailies 
and  weeklies  reach  all  the  magazine  readers  and 
a  vast  audience  besides.  The  poorest  laborer 
has  a  ver3'  good  idea  of  all  the  public  men  and 
that  knowledge  is  not  from  magazines,  but  the 
newspapers. 


College   Greetings. 


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The  farmer  is  warned  of  approaching'  storms 
and  drouths  by  the  newspaper.  The  financier  for- 
sees  approaching  panics  in  the  conditions  as  ex- 
plained by  newspaper  reports.  Every  thing  that 
can  be  ot  public  interest  from  the  Emperor  of 
Germany  down  to  the  miner  in  Colorado  is  duly 
reported. 

It  has  been  charged,  and  not  altogether  un- 
justly, that  our  newspapers  meddle  too  much 
with  the  private  affairs  of  the  great.  But  on  the 
other  hand,  they  give  us  such  insight  into  life's 
struggles  and  ruling  motives  tliat  we  cannot 
sanction  a  wholesale  condemnation. 

We  have  seen  that  newspapers  supply  both 
information  and  entertainment.  Per  a  few  cents 
per  week  we  are  daily  given  a  record  of  the 
world's  changes.  For  our  sakes  heavy  presses 
roar  all  night  and  lights  burn  in  dusty  offices  till 
the  morning  sun  comes  up.  Every  member  of 
the  force  from  editor  to  office  boy  contributes  to 
the  issue's  success. 

Twenty  years  ago  the  American  girl  invaded 
the  realm  of  printer's  ink.  With  only  her  own 
hands  to  depend  on  for  bread,  she  entered  upon 
this  new  field.  There  was  a  need  for  her,  she 
was  heartily  welcomed  and  slie  intends  to  stay. 
For  women  as  well  as  men  read  the  papers.  She 
can  report  as  well  as  a  man  and  in  her  own  field 
can  surpass  him.  No  one  can  so  well  report 
weddings,  fashions  and  receptions.  It  is  said 
that  women  are  especially  successful  in  inter- 
viewing the  distinguished  members  of  their  own 
sex,  because  of  their  superior  tact.  The  old 
proverb,  "See  an  octupus  catch  an  octupus" 
seems  to  hold  here  as  well  as  elsewhere. 

The  American  newspaper  for  the  most  part 
is  a  collector  of  short  stories.  He  who  can  take 
three  or  four  bare  facts  and  construct  an  inter- 
esting story  is  the  desirable  reporter.  The  young- 
woman  who  can  tell  a  story  well  is  just  as  much 
in  demand  as  her  brother,  and  is  paid  equally  as 
good  wages.  In  the  matter  of  payment,  journal- 
ism is  the  only  business  that  pays  equal  wages 
to  its  beginners,  be  they  women  or  men.  All 
newspapers  pay  from  five  to  eight  dollar  per  col- 
umn for  work,  regardless  of  the  sex  ot  the  writer. 

The  women  who  have  succeeded  in  this  com- 
paratively new  line  of  work  are  holding  good  po- 
sitions. The  one  objection  so  far  has  been  that 
just  asafeminine  journalist  becomes  of  most  value 
to  a  paper,  she  marries  and  leaves  the  staff. 

The  requirements  of  a  woman  reporter  are 
good    health,  a  common    scliool  education,  a  legi- 


ble hand,  courteous  manners.  She  must  have 
some  skill  in  clearly  expressing  herself,  and  will 
improve  as  she  gains  in  experience.  The  daily 
contact  with  all  classes  of  people  will  add  greatly 
to  her  education,  tor  she  will  find  all  types  that 
a  Dickens  or  a  Kipling  can  portray.  As  an  ex- 
ample of  what  is  often  rquired  of  a  young  woman 
reporter  the  following  incident  is  given:  A 
young  lady  of  22  years,  working  on  a  New  York 
paper,  was  told  one  afternoon  to  go  to  New  York 
for.  an  interview  with  Sara  Bernhardt.  A  four 
column  article  was  to  be  made  up  for  the  paper 
in  time  for  the  next  evening's  issue.  She  reach- 
ed Philadelphia  at  7  o'clock,  interviewed  the  ac- 
tress between  acts,  took  supper  with  her  and 
started  back  at  three  o'clock  in  the  morning.  By 
four  o'clock  she  had  finished  the  four  column  ar- 
ticle. It  found  favor  with  the  public  and  the  girl 
was  given  a  better  position. 

Miss  Midy  Morgan,  for  years  the  live  stock 
reporter  for  the  New  York  Tribune,  was  one  of 
the  first  to  take  up  the  work  of  reporting.  She 
was  from  a  good  Irish  family,  was  well  educated 
and  had  traveled  far  and  wide.  She  was  one  of 
the  best  judges  of  horses  in  America,  so  good  in 
fact,  fhat  Victor  Emmanuel  commissioned  her  to 
buy  a  hundred  head  for  his  own  use.  She  visited 
the  stock  yards  daily  for  years,  and  made  a  de- 
cided success  in  her  work.  The  many  women  re- 
porters who  have  followed  her  prove  that  a  wom- 
an is  not  out  of  place  in  the  newspaper  world. 
Some  are  even  claiming  the  editorial  chair.  Mar- 
garet Fuller,  the  first  editor  of  The  Dial,  set  up 
such  a  standard  of  excellence  for  her  paper  that 
even  the  brilliant  men  who  contributed  to  its 
columns  found  it  hard  to  reach.  And  as  a  later 
example,  Mrs.  Knapp,  editor  of  The  Ladies' 
Home  Journal  till  her  retirement  in  1890,  receiv- 
ed S'10,000  a  year  for  her  services.  While  such 
salaries  are  not  usual,  nevertheless  this  instance 
shows  that  it  is  not  impossible  for  a  woman  to 
command  a  high  price  in. exchange  for  her  brain 
labor. 

As  a  training  school  for  literature,  journal- 
ism, has  no  equal.  Nearly  all  the  magazine 
writers  have  served  a  faithful  apprenticeship  as 
reporters.  The  daily  contact  with  comedy  and 
tragedy  gives  a  good  foundation  for  later  work. 
Women  as  well  as  men  long  to  express  themselves 
to  leave  a  record  of  their  individuality  written 
upon  the  minds  of  mankind.  The  work  of  jour- 
nalism enables  them  to  gratify  this  wish.  The 
income  is  steady  and  if  the  woman  reporter  has 
genius  or  talent  she  is  in  a  position  when  in  due 
time  she  will  be  appreciated. 


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Not  quite  two  weeks  ag'o  the  ground  was 
broken  for  the  new  building-.  At  the  chapel 
service  were  the  ministers  and  other  friends  of 
the  institution.  After  the  singing  of  tlie  Gloria 
President  Harker  referred  to  the  occasion  and 
said  that  nothing  could  better  express  the  grati- 
tude we  all  owed  than  the  doxology  which  was 
heartily  sung.  The  faith  which  the  past  had 
shown  to  be  well  founded  in  the  Father  of  mer- 
cies was  well  represented  by  tlie  23d  Pslam, 
which  all  were  asked  to  repeat;  the  confidence  in 
the  guiding  hand  of  Providence  all  should  have 
was  best  expressed  by  the  121st  Pslam  which 
was  recited,  and  finally  the  motive  which  sliould 
impel  all  lives  was  set  forth  in  selections 
from  the  13th  chapter  of  1st  Corinthians. 
Prayer  from  one  of  the  ministers  present  follow- 
ed after  which  President  Harker  exhibited  the 
spade  which  has  figured  so  often  in  College  his- 
tory. The  spade  has  served  on  various  occa- 
sions; the  last  one  in  digging  around  a  pole  erect- 
ed on  our  premises  and  bearing  the  words  "For 
Sale."  It  was  indeed  fitting  that  this  should 
Jiave  been  removed  for  I  trust  there  will  never 
come  a  time  wlien  anything  pertaining-  to  this 
plant  will  be  for  sale.  This  spade  has  served  to 
break  the  ground  for  two  additions  already  and 
now  it  will  be  used  at  another  epoch,  a  larger 
enterprise  needing  much  work  with  larger  faith 
and  courage.  This  spade  was  decorated  in  the 
crimson  and  white  of  the  senior  class  and  the  line 
<.){  march  formed  for  the  campus.  Grouped 
about  the  spot  upon  which  we  hope  to  see  the 
stately  new  building,  the  college  song-  was  sung 
after  whicli  the  president  took  the  spade  and 
raised  the  first  dirt. 


I       COLLEGE  DEPARTMENT.        | 


ART  NOTES. 

Miss  Cox  has  recently  joined  the  Art  depart- 
ment. 

It  is  too  early  to  speak  of  our  term  exhibi- 
tion, but  it  promises  to  be  the  best  held  tor  a 
number  of  years. 

The  department  is  closing-  successfully  and 
the  outlook  for  next  year,  with  the  assured  fact 
of  a  fine  new  studio,  is  a  promising  one. 

One  of  the  most  important  things  to  happen 
to  the  Art  Department  this  year,  has  been  of  re- 
cent occurrence,  and  will  no  doubt,  leave  a  last- 
ing   effect.       Now the    Art    student    wears 

not  only  an  I.  W.  C.  pin,  but  an  Art  pin  also 
graces  her  frock.  In  shape  it -is  similar  to  an  old 
coin;  bound  on  either  side  by  the  lotus  blossom; 
the  surface  of  it  bears  the  liead  of  an  ancient 
Egyptian  Ruler  and  appropriate  lettering. 

On  Friday  May  9th  a  sketching  party  ot 
twelve  or  more  started  out  on  one  of  their 
pleasant  sketching-  trips.  Then  until  four  thirty 
brushes  and  pens  were  busy  with  trees  and  sky 
and  flowers.  Work  laid  aside  these  twelve  were 
joined  by  others  of  their  number  and  with  Mrs. 
Pitner.  Misses  Cole  and  Patterson  as  g-uests,  the 
students  of  the  Art  department  were  ready  for 
another  spread.  It  a  little  later  on,  one  could 
have  been  a  bird — or  a  Plymouth  Rock  chicken 
— they  might  have  seen  twent)-  seven  happy  peo- 
ple comfortably  seated  in  hammocks,  chairs  and 
benches  arranged  in  a  hug-e  circle,  on  the  east 
lawn  of  beautiful  Fairview.  We  cannot  tell  of 
all  the  good  things  we  had  to  eat;  surprising-  it  is 
that  some  even  lived  to  tell  the  story,  for  one  girl 
so  they  say,  ate  ten  sandwiches,  five  bananas 
and  other  things  in  proportion.  Our  only  gentle- 
man, a  Plymouth  Rock  chicken,  was  a  hearty 
eater  of  pickles,  olives,  angel  food  and  lemonade. 
He  was  monarch  of  all  he  surveyed  and  was  not 
hindered  from  helping:  himself  to  anything  in 
reach,  or  in  fact,  out  of  reach.  He  was  indeed  a 
great  addition  to  the  party.  At  seven  thirty, 
after  a  jolly  time  around  a  grate  fire,  with  Miss 
Cole  telling- — we  almost  said  yarns — we  came 
home,  tired  but  happy  and  all  voted  the  day  a 
"-rand  success. 


COLLEOE   Greetings. 


//^' 


FRESHMAN  TROLLEY  RIDE. 


The  Freshmen,  ever  since  the  opening'  of 
school  last  September,  have  held  monthly  social 
meeting's.  In  this  vvay  the  members  of  the  class 
have  become  better  acquainted,  and  the  games 
played  and  the  refreshments  served  on  the  sec- 
ond Wednesday  of  each  month  will  long-  be  re- 
membered. 

The  last  meeting  was  celebrated  by  a  trolley 
ride.  Each  member  invited  a  g'uest,  and  it  was 
a  merry  party  that  rolled  away  from  I.  VV.  C.  on 
Thursday  afternoon,  May  I5th.  The  supper, 
prepared  by  Miss  Ludwig',  our  class  officer,  was 
spread  upon  the  g'rass  in  the  school  yard  at  the 
end  of  South  Main.  The  party  then  returned  to 
the  car  and  sped  over  the  city  of  Jacksonville  un- 
til seven  o'clock,  when  each  returned  to  her  les- 
sons. 

We  have  had  our  last  fun  as  Freshmen.  The 
hay  ride  and  Junior-Freshman  party  will  never  be 
forg'otten.  May  we  be  as  tun  loving  and  loyal 
as  Sophomores.  We  close  the  year  with  "Three 
cheers  for  the  Uivendar  and  white." 


THE  PRIMARY  ENTER- 
TAINMENT. 

Nothing  is  more  pleasing  than  a  smiling  face, 
be  it  that  of  a  child  or  a  flower.  On  Monday 
evening.  May  12.  the  large  audience  assembled 
in  the  College  chapel  were  greeted  with  a  blend- 
ing of  both  child  and  flower.  No  more  beautiful 
entertainment  lias  been  given  by  any  department 
then  was  given  by  these  little  people  who  "g'o  to 
school"  to  Miss  Patterson.  Part  1  was  made  up 
ol  songs  by  the  school  and  recitations  by  two  or 
more  of  the  girls  and  boys.  It  would  be  difficult 
to  make  particular  mention,  because  each  in  his 
own  way  did  so  well,  and  put  to  shame  many  a 
grown  up  boy  or  girl  in  the  audience.  The  sec- 
ond part  was  a  flower  festival, tlie  children  giving; 
two  character  numbers  in  which  they  represent- 
ed flowers  in  their  costume  and  conversations.  A 
fete  in  flowerland  was  a  costume  cantata  in  which 
the  children  sang  and  pantomimed  charmingly. 
Because  unusual  for  so  voung  a  voice  to  sing  so 
sweetly,  mention  mig'ht  be  made  of  little  Hazel 
Claus  in  her  solo,  "The  Flower  Girl."  Great 
credit,  indeed,  is  due    Miss  Patterson,  Miss    Cole 


and  Mrs.  Kelp,  who  had  the  work  in  charge,  as 
it  reflected  skill  in  handling-  children,  as  well  as 
infinite  patience.     Below  is  the  program: 

PART    I. 

Music  -  -  -  The  .School 

"May."  "The  Birdies'  Ball." 

When  Uncle  Charlie  Comes  -  -  John  Mathers 


The  Cat-Tails 
Music 

The  Dairy  Maids. 
The  Robin. 
The  Jack-Rabbit's  Tail 
Wakin'  The  Young  Uns 
Day  Dreams 
Music 

The  Owl 
The  Powder  Box 
The  Tree-Toad 
The  Bumble-Bee 
Learning  How  To  Sew 


Charlotte  .Seiber 
The  School 
May's  Coming 
The  Big  Drum. 

Albert  Barker 

Helen  Campbell 

John  Kolp 

The  School 

The  Woodpecker 

Jeannette  Taylor 

Louis  Harker 

James  Kolp 

Dorothy  Kitner 


PART   II. 

FLOWER  CARNIVAL. 
The  Sun  and  Violet  -  -  Kittie  Haas 

"The  Gypsies"— The  Fairy.  Nasturtium,  Lily,  Oleander,  Mig- 
nonette,Larkspur, Almond, Columbine, Peony. 
Rose  and  Bee. 


'Quarrel   of  the  Flowers' 


-Morning  Glory,  Lily,  Rose  and 
Grass. 


Fete  of  Flower  Land"— Fairy 

Snow  Drop  Song 
"Flower  Girl" 

Sweet  Violets 
"Forget-Me-Nots" 

Daisie's  .Secret 

Quarrel  of  the  Buttercups 
"Rose-Bud's  First  Ball" 

Welcome  to  June 


Millicent  Rowe 

School 
Hazel  Claus 

School 

School 

School 

School 
Ruth  Taylor 

School 


THE    YEAR'S    ATHLETICS. 

Last  November  the  Director  of  our  Physical 
Training  Department  presented  a  plan  to  the 
students  for  organizing'  and  controlling  an  Ath- 
letic Association.  The  idea  was  received  with 
enthusiasm  and  on  November  sixth  the  Athletic 
Association  was  organized  and  the  officers  were 
elected  for  the  year  with  Amy  Fackt.  President; 
Ethel  Read,  Vice  President;  Sara  Davis  2d,  Vice 
President;  Anna  White,  Secretary;  Dorcas  Kirby, 
Treasurer;  Lena  Yarnell,  Sergeant  at  Arms,  and 
Lenore  Brahm,  Reporter. 

During;  the  season  the  Athletic  Association 
has  held  si.v  regular  meetings. 

In  the  excellent  constitution  adopted  at  these 
meeting's  has  been  formulated  the  purpose  of 
the  association  which  is  the  advancement  of 
athletics  for  recreation  and  physical  development. 


/8   L 


COIvLEOE   GREETINOS. 


At  these  meetings  have  also  been  read  the 
valuable  letters  received  from  other  important 
women's  colleg'es,  giving  the  association  very 
interesting  accounts  of  their  athletic  work. 

At  the  opening  of  the  spring  work  six  bas- 
ket ball  teams  were  organized.  The  two  strong- 
est teams  were  called  Harvard  and  Yale;  the  sec- 
ond, Princeton  and  Cornell,  and  the  two  teams 
composed  of  the  smallest  girls  of  the  College, 
Brownies  and  Midgets. 

Tennis  also  affords  much  interest  for  all 
times  in  the  day.  The  five  tennis  courts  are  in 
constant  demand. 

A  very  large  number  of  the  girls  are  mem- 
bers of  the  athletic  association;  as  members  of 
this  organization  they  have  had  the  pleasure  of 
visiting  the  different  gymnasiums  of  the  city  and 
witnessing  the  athletic  exhibitions,  which  have 
been  held  from  time  to  time. 

On  account  of  the  great  interest  which  the 
girls  have  taken  in  athletics  this  year  the  work 
has  been  very  successful  as  well  as  enjoyable. 

Basket  Ball  Scores  1902. 

B.       M. 

March    4,  Brownies  vs.  Midgets 12  15 

March  28,         ' 3  11 

April     11,         5  7 

May         9,          4  0 

Total  -  -  -        24    33 


March  15,  Princeton  vs.  Cornell 13  0 

April       2,         '•             •'         "       13  11 

April     16,         "             "         "       5  0 

Total             -            -            -        31  11 


March  21,  Yale   vs.  Harvard 14     19 

April     15, 12     16 

May        7, '       10      4 


Total 


36    39 


*      ®      « 
THE  SOCIETIES. 

The  open  meeting  of  the  Belles  Lettres 
society  occurred  Monday  evening,  April  28th. 
The  program  opened  with  an  enjoyable  piano 
solo  "Tocatelle"  (A  Dupont)    by    Nina    Mitchell- 


An  essay.  "Mary  Jane  and  Milady"  by  Lillian 
McCullough  treated  the  servant  girl  question  in 
a  novel  and  highly  entertaining  fashion. 

An  impromptu  speech  on  "Fads"  was  given 
by  Golden  Berryman  who  found  a  rich  field  to 
draw  from.  The  fads  of  college  girls  were  pic- 
tured in  a  bright  amusing  way  and  many  clever 
hits  indulged  in  that  evoked  laughter  and  ap- 
plause. 

"The  Tenor"  a  recitation  given  by  Mabelle 
G.  Hill  told  of  the  rude  awakening  of  the  dream 
of  a  girl  bewitched  by  a  tenor. 

Olive  Mathis  was  the  orator  of  the  occasion 
and  handled  her  theme  "The  Maid  of  Orleans" 
with  much  ability. 

A  charming  paper  entitled  "Looking  Back- 
ward"enabled  Beulah  Dyer  to  read  the  history  of 
the  Belles  Lettres  girls  as  it  probably  never  will 
be — the  more's  the  pity. 

A  piano  solo  from  Inez  Huckeby  closed  the 
first  part  of  the  program  after  which  came  the 
debate  on  the  question:  Resolved,  That  the  di- 
vision oi  labor  as  it  now  exists  tends  to  hinder 
the  development  of  the  individual. 

The  question  was  affirmed  by  Edna  Read 
and  Ethel  Craig  and  denial  was  made  by  Edith 
Joy  and  May  Thompson.  Both  sides  were  well 
presented,  making  the  debate  a  close  one  but 
the  ability  went  to  the  negative  and  the  merits 
were  voted  the  same  way. 

This  marks  the  closing  of  a  successful  year 
in  the  history  of  old  Belles  Lettres.  a  year  of 
marked  increase  in  numbers  and  of  faithful 
painstaking  endeavor. 

Next  year  will  doubtless  see  them  in  their 
new  hall — that  hall  which  successive  generations 
of  loyal  Belles  Lettres  have  seen  in  their  dreams. 
There  is  now  in  the  treasury  close  to  S200.  to- 
wards the  S500.  pledged  b)'  the  society  towards 
it.  If  any  old  wearer  of  the  yellow  feels  an  im- 
pulse of  generosity,  an}'  offering  will  be  grate- 
fully received  by  any  of  the  following  officers. 

The  Officers:—  ' 

Edith  Joy,  President. 

Edna  Read,  Vice  President. 

Minnie  Huckeby,   Secretary. 

Louise  Moore,  Treasurer. 

Golden  Berryman,  Corresponding   Secretary. 

Cora  Truitt,  Chaplain. 

Bertha  Todd,  Critic. 

Sadie  Triplett,  Librarian. 

Ethel  Read,  Sergeant  at  Arms. 

Florence  Tunison,  Chorister, 

Hazel  '\sh,  Mabel  Ash,  Pages. 


College   greetings. 


9-7 


PHI  NU  OPEN  MEETING. 


Monday  nig-ht,  May  5th,  witnessed  the  clos- 
ing- of  Phi  Nu's  successful  year.  The  decora- 
tions were  in  the  faint  pink  of  crabapple  blossoms 
festooning'  the  stage. 

The  prog-ram  opened  with  Schubert's  inspir- 
ing- "March  Militaire,"  well  rendered  by  Irene 
Kinne,  Clara  Franke,  Emma  Bullard  and  Mabel 
Barlow. 

Anna  Luise  Stevenson's  oration  on  "Manual 
Training-  in  Education,"  was  a  strong,  torceful 
plea  for  the  equal  development  of  hand  and 
brain. 

Blanche  Sonneman  had  the  "Amateur,"  and 
this  number  of  the  Phi  Nu  journal  was  replete 
with  brig-ht  local  hits,  bits  of  poetry  and  other 
interesting  matter. 

Genevieve  Capps  read  a  thoughtful  essay  on 
"The  Magazine  Public  and  its  Demands,"  which 
was  heard  with  close  attention,  after  which  came 
Jessie  Achenbach's  recitation  on  "The  Two 
Churches  of  Qwaket,"  a  recitation  which  showed 
what  careful  training  added  to  natural  elocution- 
ary powers  has  accomplished  for  her. 

Annie  White  e.xtemporized  on  "Recreations" 
in  which  she-spoke  of  tennis  in  the  summer,  long 
walks  "in  the  same  direction"  in  winter,  the  trips 
the  Juniors  and  Seniors  have  enjoyed  to  the  pub- 
lic library  — "to  study,  you  know" — how  twilight 
hours  have  been  utilized  in  "drop  the  handker- 
chief," and  leap  frog  has  been  suggested  not  the 
proper  thing  for  the  second  floor.  Then  came 
basket  ball,  the  wooden  horse  in  the  gymnasium 
and  the  need  was  expatiated  upon  for  a  lake  in 
the  back  campus  to  provide  rowing  in  summer 
and  skating  in  the  winter. 

Corinne  Musgrove  sang  "Elsa's  Dream"from 
Lohengren,  after  which  came  the  debate,  "Re- 
solved, that  there  is  a  tendency  to  overorganiza- 
tion  among  women."  On  the  affirmative  were 
Lois  Rogers  and  Mary  Thompson,  while  Eliza- 
beth Harker  and  Ethel  Wylder  sustained  the 
negative,  which  won  the  decision  of  the  judges.af- 
ter  a  debate  that  was  instructive,  entertaining 
and  at  times  amusing. 

The   Phi  Nu  officers  for  the  coming  year  are: 
Ethel  "Wylder,  President. 
Elizabeth  Harker,  Vice-President. 
Mary  Thompson,  Recording  Secretary. 
Emma  Bullard,  Corresponding  Secretary. 
Nannie  Myers.  Treasurer. 


Amy  Fackt,  Prosecuting  Attorney. 

Anna  White,  Critic. 

Mabel  Barlow,  Chaplain. 

Edith  Weber,  Librarian. 

Etna  Stivers,  Assistant  Librarian. 

Lois  Rogers,  Chorister. 

Lulu  Mai  Taylor,  Mabel  Miller,  Ushers. 


RECEPTION  FOR   SENIORS. 


Miss  Katherine  Dickens  Cole  was  the  hostess 
Thursday  evening,  May  1st,  at  a  reception  given 
in  honor  of  the  Senior  class.  The  receiving 
party  included  beside  Miss  Cole,  who  is  the  class 
officer.  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harker,  Miss  Austin,  and 
Miss  Gertrude  Tanner,  the  class  president. 

Over  one  hundred  guests  were  present  and 
the  hours  from  eight  to  eleven  teemed  with  pleas- 
ure for  all.  The  reception  room,  library  and 
chapel  were  tastefully  decorated,  the  red  carna- 
tion, the  class  flower,  being  much  in  evidence. 
One  feature  of  the  entertainment  entirely  out  of 
the  ordinary  was  a  maple  leaf  hunt.  The  leaves, 
each  one  numbered,  were  hidden  in  obscure 
places,  and  two  prizes,  one  a  box  of  maple 
creams,  the  other  a  May  basket,  were  awarded 
the  two  most  successful  hunters.  Hot  maple 
sugar,  the  syrup  sent  from  Miss  Cole's  home  in 
Ohio,  olives  and  wafers  were  served  by  Juniors 
of  the  Elocution  Department.  Two  gracious 
young  ladies  liberally  served  the  thirsty  with 
frappe.  The  affair  was  most  "sweet"  and  one 
long  to  be  remembered. 


AT  A  BREAKFAST. 

The  Seniors  of  the  I.  W.  C.  with  their  class 
officer,  Miss  Katherine  Cole,  were  entertained 
the  first  Monday  in  May  by  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harker, 
at  a  breakfast,  served  from  11:30  to  2.  Dr.  and 
Mrs.  T.  J.  Pitner,  Dr.  and  Mrs.  S.  W.  Thorn- 
ton, and  the  heads  of  the  several  departments  of 
the  school  were  present,  and  for  everyone  the  oc- 
casion was  of  the  most  pleasant  nature. 


Miss  Porter,  her  pupils,  and  invited  guests, 
enjoyed  a  picnic  and  pleasure  ride  in  the  country 
last  Tuesday  afternoon.  May  20th. 


i 


COLLKOE   GREET]  NOS. 


COLLEGE  NOTES. 

Mabel  Curtis,  '01,  visited  with  friends  at  the 
I.  W.  C. 

The  Freshmen  and  friends  enjoyed    a   picnic 
Thursday. 

Mrs.    Harris  of  Bushnel,  111.,  is  liere  visiting' 
her  daughter  this  week. 


Mrs.    J.    S.    Campbell  of   Murdock,   was   the 
guest  of  her  daughter,  Lillian,  last  week. 


Miss    Knopf    entertained    her    cousin.   Miss 
Maude  Snyder,  of  Chicago,  over  Sunday. 


Ethel    Roberts — class    of    '01 — formerly     of 
Chrisman,  now  resides  in  Indianapolis,  Ind. 


Mr.  W.  D.  Fairbanks  called  on  his  daughter, 
Lulu,  one  day  this  last  day  of  school. 


The  last  Junior  essay,  entitled  "A  Trip 
Through  Yellowstone  Park"  was  read  b}'  Mary 
Thompson. 

-A 

*   it- 
Miss    Ludwig,  with   her  French  girls  and  in- 
vited friends,  enjoyed  a  pleasant  trolley  ride  and 
lunch  at  the  country  club  last  Thursday. 

*'  * 
Our  friend,  Mr.  Nichols,  entertained  us  Sat- 
urday morning  the  22d,  at  chapel  time,  with  a 
very  interesting  account  of  his  trip  to  Mexico.  We 
all  enjoyed  viewing  the  lovely  collection  of  Mexi- 
can drawn  work. 

Both  the  students  and  faculty  of  I.  W.  C.  are 
looking  forward  to  a  pleasant  vacation.  Miss 
Cowgill  will  go  abroad.  Miss  Johnson  will  spend 
the  summer  in  El  Paso,  Texas,  Miss  Garner  will 
first  visit  in  St.  Louis  then  go  to  her  home  in 
Columbus,  Ohio,  Miss  Ludwig  will  go  north  for 
the  summer.  Miss  Porter  is  planning  to  take  a 
trip  to  the  Denver  convention  and  Yellowstone 
Park. 


Indications  are  very  favorable  for  having 
the  new  building,  judging  from  the  scene  on  the 
west  side  of  the  campus.  The  girls  find  it  diffi- 
cult to  study,  regardless  of  approaching  exam- 
inations, so  interested  are  they  in  watching  de- 
velopments. 

A  brief  announcement  in  a  late  St.  Louis 
paper  contains  the  sad  intelligence  of  the  death 
of  Mrs.  Mabel  Farmer  Seamen.  She  was  for 
several  years  a  pupil  of  the  College  and  had  en- 
deared herself  to  a  large  circle  of  friends.  The 
circumstances  of  her  death  were  particularly  sad 
for  she  had  been  married  but  eight  months  be- 
fore to  Lieutenant  Seaman,  of  the  United  States 
army,  who  is  now  on  his  way  to  the  Phillipines 
and  does  not  know  of  the  untimely  ending  of  his 
wife's  life.  The  funeral  was  held  in  same  church 
where  the  wedding  was  solemnized  only  eight 
months  before,  and  the  sorrowing  company  was 
made  up  largely  of  persons  who  witnessed  the 
marriage  ceremony. 

*  * 

'Ml  the  girls  of  the  College  who  are  members  of 
the  Y.  W.C.A.  can  testify  to  the  good  that  it  has 
done  this  year.  The  association  has  not  only  in- 
creased in  numbers  but  so  many  who  have  found  it 
hard  to  take  part  in  Christian  service  have  enter- 
ed into  the  real  spirit  of  Christian  living.  This 
is  shown  by  the  interest  in  the  little  girl  from 
India,  Martha  Weaver,  whom  the  association  has 
been  educating,  and  the  deep  sorrow  over  her 
death.  This  loss,  however,  will  not  be  allowed 
to  interfere  as  the  girls  have  decided  to  support 
another  child  next  year.  Another  proof  of  the 
great  interest  shown  is  the  general  Bible  circle 
to  be  arranged  this  summer.  Each  member  of 
the  Faculty  gave  her  favorite  verse  or  chapter: 
these  were  divided  and  a  certain  section  for  each 
day  decided  upon.  These  are  to  be  printed  in 
pamphlets  and  each  association  member  will 
read  the  same  section  each  day.  thus  keeping-  in 
touch  with  one  another  and  keeping"  up  the  g"en- 
eral  interest. 

The  leaders  have  made  their  topics  very  in- 
teresting and  all  have  joined  heartily  in  making 
the  meetings  a  success.  Our  president.  Amy 
Fackt,  will  go  to  Lake  Geneva  to  the  confer- 
ence and  v^'ill  bring"  us  man\-  new  thoughts, 
which  will  help  the  work  next  j-ear.  Let  us  car- 
ry this  wonderful  influence  of  the  Y.  W.  C.  A, 
to  our  various  homes  and  come  back  ne.xt  year 
strengthened  and  determined  to  be  more  active 
and  willing  servants  tor  God  so  that  our  Associ- 
ation  will  be  still    better  than  it    has    ever    been 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


VOL  V. 


JACKSONVILLE,    ILL,  JUNE,    1902. 


V   ^<B 


NO.  10 


A    PRAYER. 


(Dedicated  to  the  Class  of  1902.1 

HETHER  for  us  the  lowly  round 

Or  wondrous  high  event, 
Still  keep,  O  Lord,  within  our  hearts 

The  simple,  pure  intent; 
Whether  for  us  the  cool,  green  va  le 

Or  sultry,  barren  steep. 
Lend  us  sure  vision,  that  our  steps 

The  narrow  way  may  keep. 

As  patience  leads  to  godliness 

May  all  our  trials  here 
Help  us  to  climb  to  upper  heights 

As  climbs  the  mountaineer; 
Wayfaring  souls  which  touch  our  own 

In  daily  thought  or  deed, 
O  may  they  gain  some  kindly  grace. 

Or  courage  for  their  need! 


Dust-gray  and  frayed  our  pilgrim-robes 

From  paths  of  care  and  woe; 
Christ!    leave  us  in  Thy  cleansing  stream 

Till  they  are  white  as  snow; 
Strength  for  our  daily  work  we  ask— 

A  little  gladness — then 
The  balm  of  rest  for  tired  eyes 

And  heaven  at  last!    Amen! 


-Marth.\  Capps-Oliver. 


CLOSING  OF  THE  YEAR. 


^^k       HE  baccalaureate    service    was   held    this 
JL  year  in  Grace   church    the    morning-  of 

the  25th.  Rev.  Wm.  McElfresh  read 
the  Scripture  lesson.  A  chorus  choir  furnished 
special  music  and  Miss  Kreider,after  the  sermon, 
rendered  with  beautiful  effect,  "The  Lord  is  My 
Light."  Rev.  Theodore  Kemp  preached  the  ser- 
mon from  the  text  in  Phil.  1:12,  "Not  that  I 
speak  in  respect  of  want,  for  I  have  learned  that 
in  whatsoever  state  I  am  therein  to  be  content." 
The  sermon  was  an  eloquent  plea  for  the  rest- 
ful spirit,  for  adaptability  to  one's  surrouuding-s 
and  for  fullest  Christian  service.  At  its  close 
President  Marker  thus  addressed  the  <,rraduat- 
ing  class: 

"Young-   Ladies   of   the   Graduatin"- Class— 


These  are  days  you  will  remember  as  long-  as  you 
live.  You  have  looked  forward  to  this  time  for 
several  years  and  you  have  reached  this  place  of 
honor  by  a  steady  and  continuous  course  of  work, 
pursued  with  patience  and  with  perseverance. 
You  are  of  the  number  who  have  continued  to 
the  end,  for  whom  and  for  whom  alone  the  crowns 
are  reserved.  We  are  glad  this  morning  to  greet 
you  as  worthy  wearers  of  the  laurel  crown. 

There  are  many  things  in  the  life  of  a  presi- 
dent of  a  college  like  this  with  its  many,  many 
needs  and  its  loads  of  care  and  responsibility, 
which  makes  the  position  anything  but  enviable. 
But  I  am  ready  to  say  that  the  pleasure  derived 
from  sharing  with  each  class  the  success  of  their 
achievements,  from  watching  your  development 
from  girls  to  women,  your  growth  in  mental 
power,  in  force  of  character,  in  earnestness  of 
purpose,  in  Christian  thoughtfulness — the  joy  in 
these  developments,  and  of  thus  entering  into 
your  lives  for  good,  to  me  makes  every  burden 
light,  and  makes  me  feel  that  I  would  rather  be 
your  president  than  have  any  other  work  in  the 
world. 

My  dear  girls,  my  heart  has  followed  you 
through  these  years!  I  have  longed  above  all 
tilings  for  the  development  in  you  of  true  wom- 
anliness. You  will  soon  forget  most  of  your 
studies;  what  you  have  vvill  change  with  your  en- 
vironments; but  what  you  are,  what  you  have 
come  to  be,  this  will  remain. 

I  always  feel  that  these  few  final  words  to  a 
class  may  be  remembered  by  them  when  many 
other  words  are  forgotten.  I  therefore  wish  to 
make  them  very  definite  and  to  give  a  special 
message  to  each  class.  I  believe  that  I  have 
such  a  message  for  you  that  is  especially  ap- 
propriate. 

You  have  been  pre-eminently  my  "building 
class."  Your  years  in  college  have  been  coinci- 
dent with  the  most  marked  period  of  growth  and 
development  in  the  history  of  the  school.  Your  ■ 
freshman  year  witnessed  the  change  of  name  to 
Woman's  College  and  the  foundations  laid  of  the 
new  east  wing.  Your  sophomore  year  saw  the 
addition  of  the  old  Lurton  property.  You  assist- 
ed  in   digging   out   the  "For  Sale"  sign  and  you 


4^0 


COLLEGE;  Greetings. 


saw  the  ground  broken  for  the  new  west  wing-. 
Your  junior  year  saw  the  enlargement  ot  the 
heating  plant  and  you  have  recently  as  seniors 
decorated  with  your  colors  the  historic  spade  and 
joined  in  its  use  in  breaking  ground  for  another 
large  addition  to  the  building. 

You  are  my  "building  class." 

What  then  is  the  motto  I  want  you  to  carry 
away  with  you?  It  is  one  which  has  been  on  my 
heart  all  these  years  and  T  speak  these  words  to 
rnyself  as  well  as  to  you: 

"Except  the  Lord  build  the  house,  they  la- 
bor in  vain  that  build  it." 

To  be  permanently  successful  all  our  doing 
must  be  begun,  continued  and  ended  in  Him.  It 
is  vain  for  us  to  rise  up  early  and  sit  up  late,  to 
eat  the  bread  of  anxiety  and  care,  if  God  is  not  a 


PRESIDENT      HARKER. 


partner  with  us  in  our  work.  If  the  Lord  is  not 
building  the  Woman's  College  we  are  laboring  in 
vain  in  its  building.  But  the  college  was  found- 
ed in  prayer  and  faith,  its  corner  stone  was  laid 
for  His  glory  and  every  conception  and  every  ef- 
fort in  its  growth  and  upbuilding  has  been  with 
prayer  for  His  guidance  and  with  unwavering 
faith  in  His  presence  and  His  blessing. 

Now  join  me  this  morning  in  adopting  this 
motto  for  your  individual  lives.  You  are  build- 
ers; you  have  been  laying  the  foundations,  the 
future  will  bring  you  the  materials  for  the  up- 
building  of   your  house;  do  not  believe  that  you 


can  build  it  alone.  Testing  days  will  come  to 
you  all  sooner  or  later,  the  fire  will  try  each  of 
your  work  of  what  sort  it  is;  the  foundation  of 
God  alone  standeth  sure  and  only  the  super- 
structure that  follows  His  plan  will  abide. 

Unless  the  Lord  build  your  house  you  will 
labor  in  vain  in  its  upbuilding. 

It  is  cause  for  devout  thanksgiving  that 
many  of  you  have  already  given  your  lives  in 
God's  keeping.  If  there  is  one  who  has  not  will 
she  join  us  in  this  consecration  this  morning,  so 
that  we  may  all  make  our  lives  God's  temple  and 
as  an  unbroken  class  unite  in  the  prayer: 

"Enter  thy  temple,  glorious  king! 

And  write  thy  name  upon  its  shrine. 
Thy  peace  to  shed,  thy  ]oy  to  bring, 
And  seal  its  courts  (orever  thine." 


COMMENCEMENT    DAY. 


TC^  Great  audience    had   gathered    Tues- 

/  \  day    afternoon    at    2:30  o'clock,  filling 

V.®  Centenary  church  even  to  the  galleries 
by  the  time  the  white-gowned  gradu- 
ates came  slowly  wending  their  way  up  the  main 
aisles.  The  huge  platform  had  been  dainth'  be- 
decked with  flowers  and  the  group  in  white  com- 
pleted tiie  beautiful  picture.  After  the  invoca- 
tion by  Rev.  A.  L.  T.  Ewert  an  artistically  ren- 
dered selection  from  the  college  violin  teacher. 
Miss  Garner,  "Legende,"  Wieniawski,  the  speak- 
er of  the  afternoon  was  presented.  Rev.  Camden 
M.  Cobern,  D.  D.,  pastor  of  St.  James"  M.  E. 
Church,  Chicago.  His  theme  was  "The  Learn- 
ing of  the  Ancients,"  and  he  handled  it  in  a  mas- 
terly manner.  Dr.  Cobern  has  made  a  close 
study  of  archaeology,  having  the  advantage  of 
wide  foreign  travel  and  being  present  at  excava- 
tions both  in  Palestine  and  Egj'pt,  and  having 
conducted  three  parties  to  the  country  of  the 
cliff-dwellers.  Furnished  with  a  seemingly  il- 
limitable share  of  facts,  his  language  is  flowing 
and  beautiful,  and  he  opened  up  a  new  world  — 
nay,  an  old  and  wonderful  world — of  thought 
which  the  following  merely  suggests: 

•Schools  are  no  new  thing  on  this  planet. 
There  were  some  wise  men  here  even  before  we 
came.  There  were  men  with  good  brains  in  the 
dark  days  of  the  tallow  dip,  50  years  ago,  or  in 
the  darker  days  500  or  5,000  years  ago.  Man 
was  man  from  the  first.    There  never  was  an  age 


College  Greetings. 


0  3/ 


when  liiimanit)  as  u  wliole  liad  readied  tlie  hij^li 
plane  of  culture  which  it  now  occupies.  Yet 
men  of  brain  and  splendid  achievement  can  be 
found  in  every  generation  of  the  past.  The  main 
proposition  we  are  to  prove  is  that  man  is  man. 
As  a  minister  it  matters  not  what  form  of  dust 
God  used  in  creation.  In  any  event  there  was  a 
first  man,  and  when  he  appeared  he  was  man; 
with  world  and  God,  consciousness,  and  he  stands 
the  only  poet,  historian  or  astronomer.  So  man 
is  man.  While  individual  men  in  all  ages  have 
shown  power  there  never  was  a  time  when  cul- 
ture had  reach- 
ed so  high  a 
plane  as  now. 
In  other  ages  all 
i  m  p  ro  vements 
and  advances 
were  for  the  few. 
This  is  the  poor 
man's  Utopian 
ag'e.  The  mil- 
lionaire of  80 
years  ago  could 
not  have  had 
more  than  the 
liumblest  citizen 
of  today.  >  The 
poorest  man  to- 
day can  have 
medical  atten- 
tion and  various 
advantages  tliat 
,  were  denied  to 
crowned  heads  a 
few  years  ago.  I 
know  young 
men  who  have 
done  more  to 
chang-e  the 
world      than 

would  have  been  true  of  Methusaleh  had  he 
rounded  out  1,000  years.  Yet  I  know  that  any 
student  may  look  back  and  find  men  and  women 
whose  records  are  stimulating — men  like  Frank- 
lin, Everett,  John  Stuart  Mills,  and  in  the  musi- 
cal world,  Gounod,  Mozart,  Wagner  Mendelssohn. 
We  might  go  back  farther  still  and  find  instances 
of  young-  men  who  were  the  peers  of  the  greatest 
mathematicians  and  scientists  ever  known.  We 
might  go  back  to  the  Aug^ustan  ag-e  in  Rome  and 
the  golden  age  in  Greece  and  find  men,  great 
men.     We    laug^h  at  the  old  paths  and   trails  and 


SNAP  SHOTS  FROM  THE  ART  STUDIO. 


we  go  by  the  lightning-  express.  But  'it  is  a 
great  thing-  to  make  the  first  trials  scientifically 
and  still  greater  to  leave  highways.  Who  are 
the  great  musicians,  are  they  not  the  ones  whose 
names  are  far  back  in  history?  Most  of  our  so- 
called  modern  musical  inventions  and  contriv- 
ances were  in  use  among  the  ancient  Asiatic 
nations,  even  the  names  of  our  notes  being-  known 
to  the  ancient  Indians  and  Greeks.  Systems  of 
notation  were  in  use  in  ancient  times.  In  the  re- 
cently discovered  hymn  of  Apollo  1,100  years  old, 
the  curious  ancient  notes  appear  above  each  cor- 
responding syl- 
lable. Pipe  or- 
gfans  are  no  new 
invention.  The 
Talmud  tells  of 
a  pipe  organ  in 
Jerusalem  2.000 
years  ago,  run 
by  water  power. 
whose  notes 
could  be  heard 
15  miles  dis- 
tant at  Jerico. 
Every  thing 
points  to  a  cul- 
ture and  a  civili- 
zation even  at  a 
period  2,000 
years  before  the 
Trojan  w  a  r, 
w  h  i  c  h  seems 
most  surprising 
to  our  modern 
pride.  W^iere 
do  we  get  our 
modern  novel- 
ties in  draperies 
and  frescoes  and 
furniture?  From 
the  recently  uncovered  palaces  of  Asia.  Where 
does  Tiffany  get  his  finest  modern  examples  of 
jewelry?  From  the  jewel  boxes  of  Egypt,  which 
were  buried  in  Abraham's  day.  Where  do  we  get 
our  finest  novelties  in  glassware?  From  the  an- 
cient Etruscans  and  Phoenicians.  Where  do  we 
g-et  the  models  for  onr  most  magnificent  archi- 
tectural constructions?  In  Egypt  or  India  or 
Greece.  By  the  side  of  the  best  of  ancient  times 
our  finest  Chicago  palaces  look  like  brick  kilns 
or  stone  quarries.  We  have  no  buildings.  Ours 
are  but  shanties  when  compared  with  theirs. 


^^^ 


COLLEOE   Greetings. 


The  same  truth  af>plies  to  our  supposed  im- 
provements in  ships  and  in  the  applied  principles 
of  hydraulics.  The  ancients  were  certainly  in- 
terested in  science  as  much  as  we  are.  In  the 
university  of.  Babylon  before  the  days  of  Moses 
sciences  were  taught  and  problems  were  propos- 
ed which  would  bother  us  now.  Centuries  ago 
geometrical  works  were  published  and  astronom- 
ical data.  We  were  brought  up  to  believe  that 
it  is  a  recent  discovery  that  the  earth  is  a  sphere, 
yet  there  are  those  who  tell  us  that  centuries  be- 
fore Christ    it    was   known    that   the   earth    was 


MAY   PARTY — I.  W.  C. 


round  and  that  the  true  theory  as  to  the  cause  of 
moonlight  was  known.  When  it  comes  to  mat- 
ters of  legislation,  too,  we  are  indebted  to  the 
ancients  who  lived  as  far  back  as  2,000  years  be- 
fore Christ.  There  are  today  copies  of  wills 
made  at  that  early  day  which  would  stand  the 
test  of  our  courts.  The  same  general  truth  is 
applicable,  too,  to  the  field  of  medicine.  These 
men  of  the  olden  times  had  brains  and  were  vers- 
ed in  literature,  art,  law,  medicine,  philosophy, 
science,  etc. 

May  the  learning  of  the  ancients  inspire  us 
today  with  both  reverence  and  ambition.  One 
may  be  renowned  the  world  over  as  a  scholar 
and  yet  be  a  failure  as  a  man.  Get  out  of  selfish- 
ness. Do  not  spoil  your  life  for  a  career.  Lord 
Bacon  did  it  and  thousands  have  done  so  since. 
St.  Paul  was  the  greatest  man  of  his  age  and 
yet  he  gave  up  his  fortune  and  profession  for 
what  he  thought  to  be  his  duty.  I  pray  you  in- 
vest the  best  forces  of  your  life  and  heart  on  the 
same  side  as  did  St.  Paul  and  St.  John." 

Miss  Kreider  then  sang'  a  scene  and  aria 
from  Der  Freischutz-Von  Weber,  after  which 
President  Marker  in  a  few  last  words  award- 
ed the  diplomas.  This  year's  class  includes  the 
foUovvin"': 


CLASSICAL    COURSE. 

Hettie  Anderson,  Kinderhook. 
Beulah  Pearl  Dyer,  Jacksonville. 
Grace  Margaret  Harmon,  Jacksonville. 
Flora  Cyron  Shuff,  New  Berlin. 
Evesta  Gertrude  Tanner,  Mahomet. 

SCIENTIFIC    COURSE. 

Ella  Garfield  Blackburn,  Jacksonville. 
Rifena  Edna  DeFrates,  Jacksonville. 
Pauline  Elizabeth  Patton,  Virden. 
Olive  Elizabeth  Phillippe,  Mahomet. 

ELOCUTION. 

Jessie  Margaret  Achenbach,  Rockbridge. 

Ethel  Waive  Read,  Piper  City. 

Maude  Hoskinson  Moore,  Lebanon,  Mo. 

Estelle  Mae  Shuff,  Jacksonville. 

Anna  Luise  Stevenson.  Jacksonville. 

DRAWING    AND    PAINTING.      . 

France  R.  Wakely,  Jacksonville. 

MUSIC. 

Piano  forte — 

Josephine  Correll,  Buffalo. 

Clara  Belle  Franke,  Newton. 

Nina  Louise  Hale,  Roodhouse. 

Irene  Adele  Kinne,  Highland. 

Ellen  Corinne  Musgrove,  Seymour. 

Fannie  Marie  Onkeii,  Cliapin. 
Piano  forte,  teacher's  course — 

Mary  Ethel  Dudley,  Lovington. 

Minnie  Elma  Huckeby.  Jacksonville. 

Tessa  Inez  Huckeby,  Jacksonville. 
Voice  culture — 

Elizabeth  Tucker  Mathers,  Jacksonville. 

POST    GRADUATES. 

Piano  forte — 

Lillian  Wilhelmina  Batz,  Jacksonville. 
Lucinda  Mvrtle  Larimore,  Jacksonville. 


Tuesday  evening  was  given  over  to  the  com- 
mencement reception.  No  cards  had  been  is- 
sued, but  between  the  hours  of  eight  and  ten  the 
great  rooms  were  thronged  with  friends  of  the 
class  of  1902.  Red  carnations,  the  class  flower, 
were  everywhere  in  evideqce  in  the  reception 
room  while  roses  and  fieur  de  lis  were  used  else- 
where lor  decoration. 

President  and  Mrs.  Marker  received,  assisted 
by  Miss  Austin  and  Miss  Cole,  further  down  the 
line  came  the  twentyseven  graduates.  Assisting' 
in  entertaining'  were  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  H.  Osborne, 
Dr.  and  Mrs.  T.  J.  Pitner,  Col.  and  Mrs.  E.  C. 
Kreider,  Judge  and  Mrs.  O.  P.  Thompson,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  A.  T.  Capps,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  R.  S.  Wood, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  F.  L.  Stead  and  other  members  of 
the  faculty.  It  was  an  occasion  of  much  eujov- 
ment  mingled  with  some  regret  on  the  part  of 
the  girls  in  whose  honor  the  function  was  given, 
since  it  was  the  last  event  in  tour  happy  \-ears 
of  colle<>'e  life. 


COLIvEOE   GREETINGS. 


^33 


ALUMNAE  MEETING. 


Tlie  day  tliat  is  always  of  most  interest  to 
old  students  is  of  course  Alumnae  Day.  A  re- 
union of  the  class  of  1901  was  held  at  9  o'clock 
with  Miss  Austin  who  had  served  as  their  class 
officer.  It  was  an  informal  g-athering-,  but  prov- 
ed most  enjoyable  to  those  fortunate  enough  to 
be  present. 

The  Alumnae  Association  of  the  College  of 
Music  met  an  hour  later,  the  important  matter 
of  discussion  being  the  advisability  of  merging 
the  organization  into  that  of  the  general  associa- 
tion as  proposed  last  year.  It  was  decided  to  ac- 
cept the  invitation  provided  tliey  could  be  con- 
sidered a  department  of  the  association,  the 
second  vice  president  to  be  chosen  from  their 
number  and    serving  as  chairman  ot    the  depart- 


Gertrude  Tanner,  the  class  president,  fitting- 
ly responded,  after  which  Miss  Sue  Ellis,  '52,  ex- 
tended greetings  from  the  Academy,  to  which 
response  was  made  by  Mrs.  Eleanore  Boston 
Putman,  '95.  Two  solos  from  Nevin,  "Stars  of 
the  Summer  Night"  and  "Mighty  Lak  a  Rose'" 
were  sung'  by  Mrs.  Grace  Buxton  Brown,  '95,  of 
Divernou,  in  a  way  that  showed  the  sweet  voice 
had  not  lost  its  power  to  charm  in  spite  of  new 
and  absorbing'  duties. 

The  annalist's  report  by  Frances  Melton,  '98, 
was  charmingly  written,  notes  from  which  will 
be  found  elsewhere,  though  for  lack  of  space 
only  items  not  hitherto  published  in  the  The 
Greetings  are  g'iven.  Mrs.  Minerva  Dunlap 
Scott,  a  member  of  that  famous  class  of  '52, 
which  has  kept  in  touch  with  every  class  grad- 
uating' since  its  time  and  been  represented  at 
every  alumnae  reunion,  read  a  tender  little  paper 


SNAP  SHOTS  FROM  THE  SCHOOL  OF  ELOCUTION. 


ment,  also  one  member  of  the  nominating  com- 
mittee to  be  selected  from  the  musical  alumnae, 
and  the  general  association  to  allow  them  §25, 
annually,  to  cover  the  expense  of  an  alumnae  con- 
cert, should  one  be  given.  'Phe  resolution  was  in- 
troduced in  the  afternoon  meeting  and  was  car- 
ried. Mrs.  Lucy  Dimniitt  Kolp,  '88,  president  of 
the  musical  alumn;Le  presided,  and  Jessie  Whor- 
ton,  '97,  served  as  secretary. 

At  two  o'clock  in  tlie  afternoon  came  the 
general  association  meeting'  in  the  reception 
room  with  about  75  members  of  the  alumnae 
present.  The  meeting  was  called  to  order  by 
Mrs.  Lucy  Dimmitt  Kol|\  Pres.,  Mary  Huntley, 
'98.  serving  as  secretary.  The  meeting  opened 
with,  prayer  by  Mrs.  Mary  McElfresh  Bennett, 
■  liich  the  president  in  brief  words  welcom- 


after 
ed  the 


;raduating  cla;- 


expressive  of  52's  love  and  loyalty  to  their  Alma 
Mater  and  sister  alumnae. 

A  telegram  conveying  greeting's  from  Mary 
E.  Dickson,  '88.  was  received  and  read,  after 
which  came  the  address  of  the  afternoon.  "A 
Study  of  Shakespeare,"  by  Mrs.  Belle  Paxton 
Drury,  '63,  of  Orleans.  It  was  a  brilliant  paper, 
written  with  a  ^uie  grasp  of  a  great  subject, 
showing  not  only  exhaustive  research  but  strik- 
ing originality.  No  finer  production  has  ever 
been  given  before  the  alumnae. 

McDowell's  '-Witch's  Dance,"  by  Emma 
Burnett,  was  a  delightful  close  to  a  thorouglily 
delightful  program. 

A  business  session  followed,  the  minutes  of 
last  meeting  were  read  hv  Miss  Huntley,  secre- 
tary, and  the  re[)orl  of  the  treasurer,  "^lice  E. 
Tiirlev.  "77,  was  oiven. 


i^d. 


COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


President  Harker  then  responded  to  an  in- 
vitation to  address  the  association  and  g'ave  a 
most  inspiring-  talk  in  which  he  described  a 
wider  circle  of  influence  than  he  has  ever  before 
allowed  himself  to  speak  of,  venturing  a  proph- 
esy that  within  the  next  five  years — if  realized — 
will  place  the  College  in  the  front  ranks  of  wom- 
en's educational  institutions  in  this  country. 
Referring-  to  the  movement  called  the  Loyal 
League  which  he  is  just  now  endeavoring  to 
bring  before  the  alumnae  and  interested  friends 
outside,  he  said:  "The  first  need  of  any  colleg-e 
is  friends.  The  second  .need  is  that  these  friends 
should  keep  the  college  constantly  in  mind,  and 
should  be  frequently  giving  evidence  of  their  in- 
terest. Many  never  give  anything  to  a  college 
because  they  cannot  give  a  large  sum.  They 
forget  the  accumulative  value  of  small  gifts." 

The  business  was  settled  with  such  dispatch 
that  the  lengthened  social  hour  that  followed 
was  most  enjoyable.  Younger  graduates  bore 
dainty  sherbet  cups  about,  filled  with  creme  de 
nientlie  ices  that  were  charming-  with  sprigs  of 
green  and  scarlet  fruit.  The  decorations  were 
pink  and  white  with  carnations  in  profusion. 
Mrs.  Ella  McDonald  Brackett '80,  Mrs.  Eifie  Black 
Baxter,  '94  and  Maude  Harker  '98  had  these  ar- 
tistic details  in  charge. 

Mrs.  Lillie  Ruddick  Thompson,  '77,  chair- 
man of  the  committee  upon  the  Student's  Aid  so- 
ciety reported  the  following  officers  elected: 

Mrs.  E.  H.  Rowe — President. 

Olive  G.  Dunlap — Secretary  and  Treasurer. 

Mesdames  S.  D.  Osborne,  Minerva  Scott  and 
Alex  Piatt — E.xecutive  committee. 

Mrs.  J.  W.  Putnam,  Mrs.  E.  M.  Kinman  and 
Mrs.  E.  C.  Lambert — Committee  on  constitution 
and  by-laws. 

Mrs.  Putnam,  chairman  of  the  latter  com- 
mittee, reported  a  constitution  and  by-laws, 
which  were  adopted.  The  work  of  organizing 
for  the  support  of  a  Students'  Aid  society  was 
started  under  most  auspicious  circumstances, 
with  a  membership  of  over  30. 

The  session  closed  with  the  selection  of  the 
following  officers: 

Mrs.  Anna  Ewert  Ervin,  '99 — President. 

Mrs.  Belle  Paxtou  Drury,  '63— 1st  V-Pre,s. 

Reon  E.  B.  Osborne,  '96— 2d  V-President. 

Anna    Hinrichsen,  '97 — Recording  Secretary. 

Allie  Turley,  '77 — Treasurer. 

Delia  Dimmitt,  '86 — General  Secretary. 

Grace  Ward,  ''^.^— Annalist. 


A     STUDENT'S    NOTES    ON    THE 
ART    EXHIBIT. 


ALWAYS  one  of  the  most  interesting  fea- 
tures of  commencement  time  is  the 
,^  Art  Exhibit.  The  exhibition  this 
year  is  much  larger  and  much  supe- 
rior in  many  respects  to  those  of  former  years.  It 
consists  of  some  of  the  work  done  by  all  of  the 
students  during  the  past  term.  On  entering  the 
college  parlors  one  saw  first  the  work  of  France 
Wakely.  who  has  this  year  completed  the  work 
in  this  department.  All  of  her  work  is  char- 
acteristic, and  while  many  of  her  sketches  are 
dainty  and  pretty,  others  are  handled  in  a 
stronger  manner,  and  show  her  real  abilit}'  as 
an  artist.  Miss  Wakely  has  specimens  of  work 
in  all  lines,  her  color  work  being  the  more  prom- 
inent, perhaps.  Studies  of  violets  and  carna- 
tions in  oil,  and  several  out  door  sketches  in 
water   colors.      One   interesting   feature   of   the 


THE   COLLEGE   IN   SUMMER. 


year's  work  is  the  work  of  the  composition  class. 
Miss  Wakely  has  some  excellent  compositions  in 
water  colors.  Her  black  and  wliite  work  is 
strong,  tliere  being  sketches  from  life,  and  from 
the  cast. 

The  work  of  the  other  pupils  is  of  a  propor- 
tionately high  standard.  Ever\'where  one  is  im- 
pressed with  the  advance  that  all  of  the  students 
have  made  in  this  work  since  last  term.  Al- 
though some  have  been  working  for  only  a  short 
time,  all  of  tlie  work  shows  careful  study,  and  in 
many  cases  ability.  There  are  a  great  m?.ny 
studies  in  oil  and  water  colors  in  a  variety  of 
subjects.  A  study  of  magnolias  in  oil  by  Flora 
Lyon  is  very  beautiful,  also  several  out  of  door 
sketches,  and  flower  studies  in  the  same  me- 
dium, hv  Elizalietli  Harker.    In  water  colors,  stu- 


College  Greetings. 


t^^ 


dies  of  flag's  and  fruit  by  Fay  Dunlap,  also  still 
life  and  out  of  door  sketches  by  other  pupils,  de- 
serve special  mention.  In  black  and  white  there 
are  several  studies  from  still  life,  and  work  from 
the  cast.  On  Friday  afternoons  the  class  has 
worked  from  the  model  and  one  can  easily  rec- 
ognize many  of  the  poses  which  have  been  done 
both  in  pencil  and  color.  The  work  done  by  the 
children  of  the  primary  department  is  both  in- 
teresting and  attractive. 

The  work  of  the  china  department  is  exhib- 
ited on  a  long'  table  in  the  center  of  the  room. 
Tliere  are  many  handsome  and  original  designs, 
worked  out  in  dainty  and  harmonious  colors. 

Miss  Knopf  is  the  efficient  and  popular  in- 
structor in  this  department,  and  her  faithfulness 
and  untiring  efforts  may  be  seen  in  all  the  work 
of  the  pupils.  The  department  has  been  full  this 
year,  and  both  teacher  and  students  may  well 
feel  proud  of  this  display. 


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The  Rose  Bush 
Her  Little  Boy 
The  Other  Side  ol  the  Moon 

Miss  Maude  Moore 

The  Shipwreck  (from  David  Copperfleld) 
Miss  Ethel  Read. 

As  You  Like  It,  Act  II,  Seen 
Twelfth  Night,  Act  II.  Seem 
Hamlet,  Act  III,  Scene  1 

Miss  Stella  Shufl. 

PART  n. 
Variations  on  a  Scotch  Air 

Miss  Mathers 
God  Only  Knows  .  _  . 

Once  In  A  While       -  -  - 

Me  and  Liza  Jane 
Graduation  Day  Essay  (A  Spryngldylle) 

Miss  Stevenson. 
Preparing  for  Company 


The  Village  Singer 


Miss  Read. 
Miss  Moore. 


Monologue:  "The  Sweet  Girl  Graduate" 
Miss  Shuff. 


Caldwell 

Anon 

Kawcett 


Nixon  Waterman 

Jas.  Barrie 

Mary  Wilkins 

Frederick  Holm 

Phelps 


THE   WOMAN  S    COLLEGE    SHOWING    THE    ADDITION    NOW  -BEING    MADE. 


RECITALS. 

The  first  of  the  three  recitals  of  commence- 
ment week  was  that  of  the  graduates  of  the 
School  of  Elocution,  Friday  evening-,  May  23d,  in 
Grace  Church.  The  full  and  varied  program 
was  as  follows: 

PART  I. 

Organ  Solos- 
Prelude  and  Fugue  in  E  minor  -  -  Bach 
Berceuse  (from  Jocelyn)           -                   Godard  Warren 
Miss  Elizabeth  Mathers. 


Three  Fishers  f 

Miss  Jessie  Achenbaeh, 

The  Boy  Orator  of  Zepata  City 

Miss  Alma  Stevenson. 


Chas.   Kingsley 


R.  H.  Davis 


Saturday  evening-,  also  in  Grace  Church, 
came  the  commencement  concert  which  in  the 
opinion  of  the  musical  public  was  the  most  finely 
rendered  student's  program  in  years.  It  was 
made  up  ot  the  following-  numbers: 


Impromptu  in  A  flat 


Fruhlingsrauschen 
Rhapsodic,  No.  13 


Romance,  Op.  57 
Ballade  in  A  flat 


Miss  Correll. 


Miss  Onken. 


Miss  Musgrove. 


Ariette  from  Der  Freischutz 

Miss  Mathers. 


Sinding 
Liszt 


Tschaikowsky 
Chopin 


von  Weber 


4s^L 


COIvLEOE    GREETINGS. 


Czardas,  Op.  24 
March  Militaire 


Miss  Hale. 

PART  II' 


Arabesque,  Op.  18 

Etude,  Op.  25,  No.  7 

A  Midsummer  Night's  Dream 

Miss  Kinne. 

Wedding  March  and  Elfin  Chorus 

Miss  Franke. 


MacDowell 
Schubert-Tausig 


Schumann 

Chopin 

Templeton  Strong 

Mendelssohn-Liszt 

MacDowell 


Dudley  Buck 


Maestoso,  Allegro  con  fuoco. 
Miss  Larimore. 

My  Redeemer  and  My  Lord 

(From  Golden  Legend) 
Miss   Mathers. 

tConcerto  in  E  flat  -  -  Liszt 

Allegro  maestoso,  Adagio,  Allegro  Animato. 

Miss  Batz. 

♦Orchestral  parts  on  second  piano. 
tOrehestral  parts  on  the  organ. 


On  Monday  nig-ht  preceding-  commencement 
occurred  the  seventh  annual  alumnae  concert. 
This  has  always  been  an  eag-erly  anticipated 
event  when  the  old-time  students  are  welcomed 
back  with  an  enthusiasm  that  increases  with  the 
years  of  their  separation  from  the  old  coUeg-e 
home.  The  prog^ram  was  not  a  long-  one,  but 
each  number  was  well  executed  and  won  hearty 
applause.     The  numbers  were; 

Rondo  -  -  -  Chopin 

Misses  Batz,  1900,  and  Larimore,  1900. 

Fairy  Footsteps  -  -  -  Hollaender 

Misses  Goodrick,'94,  Blackburn,  '01,  and  Mrs.  Skiles,  '95. 

Tsehaikowsky 

Polonaise,  Op,  46.  No.  12  -  -  MacDowell 

Miss  Blackburn,  '01. 


Aria— Roberto 


1  tu  Che  adore 

Miss  Goodrick,  '94. 


Sonata,  Op.  49,  No.  3  (First  movement) 

Miss  McClelland,  '97. 


Baigiel 


Dragon  Flies  .  -  - 

Misses  Goodrick, '94,  Blackburn.  '01  and  Mrs.  Skiles,  95. 

Romanze  from  concerto  in  E  minor  -  -       Chopin 

Miss  Layman,  '99. 

Orchestral  parts  supplied  on  organ. 

Mr.  Stead. 

Rhapsody,  No.  12  -  -  -  Liszt 

Miss  Doying,  '01. 


CLASS  DAY. 

The  throng-  that  filled  about  every  inch  of 
space  the  chapel  afforded  at  2  o'clock  sharp  Sat- 
urday afternoon.  May  24th  had  placed  in  their 
hands  prog-rams  like  this: 


"Four  Years  in  a  Boarding-  School: 
Comic  Drama  of  School-Girl  Lite. 


List  of  players: 


Jessie  Achenbach 
Ella  Blackburn 
Rifena  DeFrates 
Beulah  Dyer 
Grace  Harmon 
Minnie  HuckebyJ 
Irene  Kinne 
Maude  Moore 
Marie  Onken 
Olive  Phillippi 
Flora  ShuH 
Anna  Stevenson 
France  Wakeley 


Hettie  Anderson 
Josephine  Correll 
Ethel  Dudley 
Clara  Franke 
Nina  Hale 
Inez  Huekeby 
Elizabeth  Mathers 
Corinne  Musgrove 
Pauline  Patton 
Ethel  Read 
Stella  Shufl 
Gertrude  Tanner 


SYNOPSIS. 

Prologue— Beulah  Dyer. 

Act  I— Freshman. 

Scene  1— Opening  Day.    Reception  Room  at  the  College. 

Scene  2— A  Typical  Saturday  Night.    A  Student's  Room. 

Act  II— Sophomore. 
Scene  1— Discussion  of  Class  Entertainment.      A  Recitation 

Room. 
Scene  2— The  Study  of  Athletics,  pra  and  con.    A  Student's 

Room. 

Act  III— Junior. 

Scene  1— A  Junior's  Dream. 

Part  I,  the  Letter.  Part  2,  the  Dream  Proper  and  the  Awakening 

Act  IV— Senior. 

Scene  1— Senior  Class  Meeting,  Gertrude  Tanner,  President. 

Scene  2— Distribution  of  Gifts,  Ella  Blackburn. 

FareweIi""Falr  thoughts  and  Happy  Hours  Attend  On  You." 

The  formal  black  type  gave  little  promise  of 
the  hour  of  enjoyment  that  was  to  follow.  The 
protrayal  of  the  life  of  a  college  girl  was  vividly 
given  and  there  were  many  clever  hits  that 
though  not  so  palpable  to  the  audience  as  to  those 
whose  history  was  touched  upon,  yet  proved 
mirth-provoking.  The  prologue  was  brightly 
written,  a  history  in  little  of  the  twenty  five  from 
their  earliest  years  down  to  their  coUeg-e  daj-s, 
then  came  the  four  acts  and  they  seemed  to  cover 
quite  all  the  experiences.  The  Saturday  night 
scene  when  the  crowd  of  girls  came  together 
each  in  negligee  with  her  bag"  ot  work,  one  with 
a  pair  of  very  long  stockings  and  begging-  the 
loan  of  "a  little  black  thread."  when  tliey  all 
talked  at  once  and  fell  upon  the  refreshments 
with  such  keen  appetites,  was  very  well  done. 
The  touch  of  sentiment  came  in  tlie  third  act 
when  the  junior  who  had  been  grumbling-  at 
everything  in  general  and  particular,  too.  re- 
ceives the  letter  which  calls  her  home.  Then 
face  to  face  with  the  necessity  of  leaving-  college 
life  behind  liefore  tlie  goal  has  been  reached,   she 


College  Greetings. 


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suddenly  finds  out  how  dear  it  is  and  she  "makes 
her  moan"  in  such  natural  fashion  that  more 
than  one  old  graduate  who  had  "been  there  be- 
fore"felt  their  eyes  grow  dim  for  a  brief  moment. 
The  senior  class  meetingf  conducted  with  such 
quick  precision  marked  the  last  evolution  in  the 
chattering  inconsequent  group,  now  grown  well 
poised,  dignified  and  worthy  the  honors  they 
bear. 

The  clerk  had  evidently  studied  the  charac- 
teristics of  the  class  to  advantage — or  disadvan- 
tage— for  the  quotations  applied  provoked  much 
merriment. 

As  II  whole,  the  afternoon's  performance  was 
unique,  skillfully  planned,  and  thoroughly  en- 
joyed. 

T         ®         ® 

OF  INTEREST  TO  ALUMNAE. 


Elizabeth  Winterbottom,  '98,  is  spending  her 
vacation  visiting  friends  in  Boston. 

Mrs.  Ray  Lewis  Griswold,  '99,  and  baby 
daughter,  are   visiting  at  her  home  in  Bluffs,  111. 

Wednesday  evening,  June  11th.  occurred  the 
marriage  of  Ivillian  Wilhelmina  Batz,  1900,  to 
Robert  L.  Stice. 

Phebe  J.  Kreider,  '90,  is  spending  her  vaca- 
tion abroad,  the  guest  of  a  friend  at  her  country 
liouse  in  England. 

Mrs.  Ella  Yates  Orr,  '67.  of  Pittsfield,  re- 
cently returned  from  a  stay  of  several  months  in 
Southern  California. 

Emma  Burnett,  '97,  of  Waverly,  is  to  spend 
the  summer  in  study  at  the  Mathews  Summer 
School  of  Music,  Chicago. 

Mrs.  Eva  Davenport  Gillham,  '95,  entertain- 
ed Ila  McClelland,  '94,  of  Williamsville,  who  ap- 
peared in  the  alumnae  concert. 

Another  wedding  of  interest  to  recent  gradu- 
ates was  that  of  Mary  Margaret  Balcli,  '97,  to 
John  Webster  Johnson  of  Mattoon,  June  18th, 

Grace  Ward,  '95,  and  Elsie  Layman,  '99,  sail- 
ed for  Europe  a  few  days  after  the  close  of 
school.  They  are  members  of  a  party  making  a 
three  months'  tour  abroad. 

Urla  Rottger  of  last  years  class  is  more  than 
fulfilling  the  things  expected  of  her  in  her  work 
in  the  Chicago  Musical  College.  It  is  an  open 
secret  that  she  is  to  make  her  final  entrance    up- 


on the  stage  in  Paris  under  the  personal  direc- 
tion of  Mr.  Ziegfeld  who  predicts  a  brilliant 
future  for  the  fortunate  possessor  of  so  musical 
a  voice. 

Mrs.  Eunice  Walker  Harris,  '69,  entertained 
her  two  daughter,  Mrs.  Blanche  Buxton  Barnes, 
'92,  of  Minneapolis,  and  Mrs.  Grace  Buxton 
Brown,  '95,  of  Divernon,  111.,  during  commence- 
ment week. 

Mrs.  Belle  Short  Lambert,  '73,  was  a  dele- 
gate to  the  recent  biennial  of  the  General  Feder- 
ation of  Women's  Clubs  at  Los  Angeles,  Cal., 
spending  a  delightful  six  weeks  in  sight  seeing 
through  the  west. 

Mrs.  Rachel  Harris  Phillippi,  '72,  of  Mahom- 
et, 111.,  and  her  daughter,  Mrs.  Ida  Phillippi 
Gatch,  '99,  of  Cincinnati,  were  guests  of  the  Col- 
lege commencement  week,  having  come  to  attend 
the  graduation  of  Olive  Phillippi. 

Mrs.  Male  Short  Wadsworth,  '76,  of  Broc- 
ton,  Mass.,  is  visiting  lier  parents.  Dr.  and  Mrs. 
Short,  during  the  month  of  June,  having  been  a 
guest  of  Governor  and  Mrs  Yates  at  a  house 
party  at  the  executive  mansion  in  Springfield. 

In  leaving  Jacksonville,  Miss  Mary  Dickson 
has  been  greatly  missed  by  many  friends.  She 
has  been  followed  with  our  love  and  interest, 
and  her  success  elsewhere  has  been  dear  to  us. 
After  a  course  of  study  in  New  York  City,  she 
has  opened  a  studio  in  Waterman,  Illinois.  The 
Waterman  Leader  says  of  her  work  that  already 
her  classes  have  so  grown  that  it  has  been  ne- 
cessary to  rent  a  building  for  the  accomodation 
of  her  pupils.  Of  her  performance  in  a  recital, 
given  recently,  it  was  said  that  "words  of  praise 
were  on  every  hand.  She  certainly  is  a  fine 
player,  with  full  command  of  her  instrument." 

A  March  Central  Christian  Advocate  con- 
tains a  notice  of  the  death  of  Mrs.  Eva  Haire 
Wallis  whose  name  appears  in  the  catalogue  as 
a  member  of  the  class  of  '69.  She  was  really  a 
graduate  of  the  Southern  Illinois  Female  College, 
an  institution  that  ceased  to  exist  soon  after  she 
left  in  '66.  It  was  stated  on  commencement  day 
in  '69  that  her  request  to  be  considered  an  alum- 
na of  the  college  had  been  complied  with  by 
the  board,  and  that  the  courses  of  study  in  the 
two  institutions  being  of  equal  grade,  she  was 
therefore  entitled  to  the  honors  of  the  school. 
She  was  the  wife  of  Rev.  William  Wallis  of  the 
Southern  Illinois  Conference.  Her  death  occur- 
red the  7th  of  last  March. 


1^  ^ 


College   Greetings. 


Mrs.  Dell  Moudy  Nicholls,  of  the  class  of  '80, 
has  been  manag-er  of  the  Alabama  hotel  in  Chi- 
cago, and  had  with  her  her  mother,  whom,  as 
she  writes  in  a  charming  letter  to  the  annalist, 
the  girls  of  '80  will  remember  was  with  me  that 
last  year  at  dear  old  I.  F.  C.  Mrs.  Nicholls  re- 
cently went  to  New  York  and  has  been  accom- 
panying her  little  daughter.  Imejeanne  Mignon, 
who  is  a  member  of  Mrs.  Patrick  Campbell's 
company,  doing  the  small  boy's  part  in  Matter- 
lank's  romantic  drama,  "Pelleas  and  Melisande." 
She  is  a  very  talented  child,  her  acting  is  de- 
scribed as  clever,  more  than  clever,  it  is  artistic 
and  beautiful.  With  a  clear  voice,  childish  yet 
wonderfully  intelligent  this  little  girl  played  her 
part  with  rare  sweetness  and  strength.  The 
acting  was  not  acting,  it  was  a  living  impersona- 
tion of  a  tender,  original,  innocent  child.  Not 
content  with  acting  the  child  has  written  a  trag- 
edy, a  comedy  and  some  poems.  Of  her  tragedy, 
she  says,  in  her  sweet  child  way,  "I  think  it  is 
going  to  be  very  strong.  L  took  lots  of  time  to 
write  it."  One  who  has  had  a  personal  interview 
with  this  little  girl,  only  ten  years  old,  says  that 
"though  she  aspires  to  the  great  and  complex 
work  of  playwriting,  and  though  she  sings  beau- 
tifully and  acts  sweetly,  the  best  of  all  is  that 
she  is  a  dear  little  girl,  not  a  bit  spoiled."  So 
greatly  pleased  if  Mrs.  Campbell  that  she  ex- 
pects to  take  Petite  Mignon  back  to  England 
with  her  at  the  close  of  her  American  tour. 


On  May  20th  at  the  family  home  on  West 
College  Avenue,  so  recently  that  it  is  impossible 
yet  to  realize,  Mrs.  Eliza  Deweese  Huffaker,  '83, 
passed  away  after  months  of  painful  illness. 
Much  of  her  girlhood  was  passed  in  the  college, 
her  earliest  education  being  given  into  the  hands 
of  the  president's  daughter,  then  Miss  Male  Short, 
so  that  she  was  an  inmate  of  the  college  home 
for  more  consecutive  years  than  usually  happens. 
She  leaves  a  husband,  three  children,  and  her 
mother,  whose  only  daughter  she  was  to  mourn 
her  loss.  To  them  goes  out  our  tenderest  sym- 
pathy in  this  dark  hour. 


A  death  occuring  during  the  year  which  has 
received  no  notice  is  that  of  Mrs.  Henry  Rieves 
of  Paris,  111.  She  was  of  the  class  of  '62  which 
numbers  Mrs.  Martha  Capps-Oliver  and  Mrs. 
Rhoda  Tomlin-Capps  of  this  place,  also. 


Gertrude  Stiles,  '85,  spent  last  year  in  Europe 
where  she  passed  a  long  term  of  work  and  study 
in  the  art  of  bookbinding,  Sienna,  Italy,  and 
London.  She  has  returned  and  located  in  Chi- 
cago. Two  of  her  books  were  shown  at  the  ex- 
hibit of  the  Architectural  Club  at  the  Art  Insti- 
tute. A  description  of  the  bindings  may  be  in- 
teresting. One,  the  Visitors'  Book,  has  oak 
board  covers,  held  together  by  clasps  of  plaited 
leather,  which  slip  over  silver  hooks.  The  other, 
the  Maud  of  Tennyson,  is  bound  in  dark  red 
levant,  inlaid  with  small  white  flowers,  green 
dots  make  a  margin,  and  the  whole  is  finished 
in  gilt  tooling.  Competent  critics  have  pro- 
nounced this  one  of  the  best,  if  not  the  best  ex- 
ample of  artistic  bookbinding  in  America. 
Hearst's  Chicago  American,  which  gave  a  full 
half  page  to  the  enterprise,  published  Miss  Stiles' 
picture  \vhich  while  it  bears  not  the  faintest  re- 
semblance to  the  original,  is  a  compliment  caus- 
ing us  all  to  feel  a  pride  in  t!ie  "clever  Chicago 
woman"  of  the  sketch. 

Mother'Dumville,  an  old  time  Methodist  saint 
who  died  nearly  30  years  ago,  should  never  be 
forgotten  by  the  friends  of  the  Woman's  College, 
for  she  rendered  it  very  important  aid  at  a  most 
critical  period  in  its  history.  The  o-casion  I  can 
never  forget  for  she  made  it  memorable.  It  was 
during  a  session  of  the  Illinois  Conference  held 
in  Jacksonville  in  1860.  The  conference  was  con- 
sidering the  case  of  the  Woman's  College  which 
was  heavily  indebted  and  was  in  danger  of  being 
sold.  The  outlook  was  indeed  gloomy.  Mother 
Dumville  was  in  the  room.  It  was  before  the 
days  of  women's  participation  in  any  public  exer- 
cises at  conference,  and  tor  a  woman  to  rise  and 
address  the  conference  was  well  nigh  as  unusual 
and  startling'  as  an  apparition  from  the  other 
v^'orld.  But  Mother  Dumyille's  soul  was  stirred, 
and  she  dared  to  make  a  speech.  It  was  very 
brief,  but  wonderfully  effective,  for  it  was  the 
elocjuence  of  brave  words,  accompanied  by  brave 
actions.  She  said  in  substance,  "I  am  a  poor 
woman  and  have  nothing  but  what  I  earn  by 
daily  toil, but  I  have  a  hundred  dollars  to  give  to- 
ward the  liquidation  of  the  debt  and  to  save  the 
college  to  the  church."  The  effect  was  marvel- 
ous. If  an  electric  bolt  had  struck  the  confer- 
ence the  effect  could  hardly  have  been  more 
marked.  The  preachers  shouted  and  wept  and 
rallied  to  the  rescue,  and  the  college  was  not  sold 
but  continued  in  its  career  of  usefulness. 


(t.  R.  S.  McElfresh. 


5V 


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COLLEGE  GREETINGS. 


13^ 


VOL.  VI 


JACKSONVILLE,    ILL,   OCTOBER,    1902. 


NO.   1 


A  CHIFFON  GOWN. 


IT  was  late  Saturday  afternoon  at  Riverside 
Hall.  Study  hours  were  over,  the  release 
bell  had  just  rung  and  all  the  girls  along 
the  corridor  had  swarmed  into  Anne  Gif- 
ford's  room.  They  had  a  fashion  of  doing  this 
whenever  occasion  offered  and  it  was  not  alto- 
gether due  to  the  fact  that  Anne  had  a  suite  with 
windows  overlooking  the  river  and  the  sweep  of 
St.  Louis  below. 

The  earliest  comers  had  preempted  the  win- 
dow seats  and  all  the  available  cushions,  the  rest 
were  on  the  bed,  while  Anne,  herself,  sat  Turk- 
ish fashion  on  the  floor.  She  had  on  a  yellow 
satin  slip,  with  deep  frillings  of  lace  that  fell 
about  her  rounded  neck  and  arms.  She  had 
picked  up  her  violin  and  was  drawing  the  bow 
lightly  across  the  strings,  dividing  her  attention 
impartially  between  the  melody  evoked  and  the 
chatter  of  the  girls. 

A  girl  with  eyes  fixed  meditatively  on  Anne's 
extraordinary  costume  presently  asked,  "How 
much  longer  will  you  have  to  pose,  Anne?  Isn't 
the  picture  most  done?  I  do  wish  Bet  would  let 
us  see  it." 

"She  won't,"  said  Anne,  "don't  ask  her,  girls, 
it  irritates  her  bo.  I  haven't  had  so  much  as  a 
glimpse  over  her  shoulder,  myself.  I  think  she 
must  have  it  about  finished,  though." 

"I'm  glad  I'm  not  a  genius,"  exclaimed  anoth- 
er girl,"  if  the  nerves  Bet  Lombard  has  goes 
along  with  it." 

"Hush,"  warned  Anne,  and  even  as  she  spoke 
the  door  opened  and  Bet  came  in,  her  hands  full 
of  damp  brushes,  her  paint  apron  over  her  arm. 

"Bet,"  exclaimed  one  visitor  with  her  nose 
in  the  air,  "you  smell  worse  than  a  fish-wife." 

"It's  the  true  art  atmosphere,"  cheerfully  re- 
sponded Bet,  "if  you  find  it  too  stimulating  for  a 
Philistine,  throw  up  a  window." 

She  stretched  herself  at  full  length  on  the 
softest  rug  within  reach.  "Play,  Anne,"  she 
commanded  in  a  tone  that  nobody  else  would 
have  dared  use  toward  Anne.     Anne  clasped   the 


violin  with  a  firmer  hand  and  beg?n  to  play,  at 
first  softly  and  with  indifference,  then  with  in- 
creasing life  and  movement  as  she  grew  into  the 
mood  for  it.  Finally  she  stood  up  and  under  the 
witchery  of  the  "Hungarian  Airs"  the  girls  stop- 
ped talking  and  settled  themselves  to  listen. 

From  a  high  artistic  standpoint  the  playing 
was  very  possibly  full  of  faults,  but  there  was 
both  fire  and  force  in  it  and  Anne,  herself,  with 
her  dark  head,  pink  flushed  face  and  changeful 
eyes  was  no  small  accessary  charm. 

In  the  midst  of  the  impromptu  concert  there 
was  a  sharp  knock  at  the  door  and  before  Bet 
could  even  call,  "come,"  the  preceptress  was  in 
the  room. 

"Girls,"  came  in  clear  explicit  tones,  "you 
seem  to  have  forgotton  that  this  is  Saturday  af- 
ternoon." 

That  was  all,  but  the  instant  it  was  uttered 
twenty  girls  scattered  in  as  many  directions  to 
emerge  a  moment  later  in  sweeping  caps  and 
aprons,  carrying  out  furniture,  dusting  table 
covers,  wielding  brooms,  in  the  whirl'  of  the 
weekly  boarding  school  sweep. 

Miss  Moulten  walked  on,  thinking  of  Anne 
and  wishing  that  she  was  not  so  possessed  of 
music.  The  music,  in  itself,  was  all  right  of 
course,  she  did  not  depreciate  the  uplifting  and 
ennobling  force  of  that,  but  Anne's  grace  and 
good  looks  brajight  her  too  much  admiration  in 
the  exercise  of  her  undoubted  gift.  She  appear- 
ed on  every  public  program,  her  bearing  was  be- 
coming confident  and  as  her  mind  reverted  to  the 
fantastic  yellow  gown,  she  thought  she  detected 
in  her  style  ot  dress  a  desire  to  model  herself  too 
much  on  the  lines  of  the  stage,  and  resolving  to 
look  after  her  more  closely  the  busy  woman  hur- 
ried on  to  other  duties. 

Anne  divested  herself  of  her  satin  slip  and 
she  and  Bet  fell  to  work. 

The  room  was  full  of  college  household  gods, 
the  mirror  stuck  full  of  photographs,  the  favors 
strung  along  a  pink  silk  cord  formed  a 
history  in  little  of  four  years'  gala  nights  and 
days,  while  the  wall  was  gay  with  posters  with 
here  and  there  a  spirited  little  sketch  of  Bet's 
lighter  moments.    A  Yale  pennon  and  score  card 


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COLlvEOE    GREETINOS. 


occupied  the  place  of  honor  over  the  study  table. 
These  Anne  took  down  and  dusted  with  a  care- 
ful hand,  saying,  "Jack  is  coming'  home  next 
week." 

"Who?  Oh,  John  Archer,"  said  Bet,  who 
cared  nothing  for  boys,  then  indifferently,  "will 
he  be  out  to  see  you?" 

"Ye — s,"  Anne  thought  he  would,  she  hoped 
he  would,  but  she  did  not  like  to  be  too  sure. 

Bet  went  on  with  her  dusting,  she  had  reach- 
ed the  photographs  now  and  she  gave  a  careless 
flirt  of  her  rag  across  the  handsome  boyish  face 
of  the  Yale  student,  but  she  had  already  forgot- 
ten him  in  a  far  more  absorbing  interest — her 
picture. 

Early  in  the  year  some  St.  Louis  patron  of 
art,  with  more  money  at  his  command  than  he 
knew  what  to  do  with,  had  offered  a  prize  for  the 
best  work  of  a  pupil  from  any  art  school  in  the 
city,  the  judges  to  consist  of  five  artists  of  un- 
questioned authority  in  the  canons  of  art  from 
other  cities,  the  prize  to  be  one  year's  free  tuition 
under  the  most  eminent  instructor  St.  Louis 
then  had,  with  as  ufiicient  amount  to  defray  the 
cost  of  living.  It  was  worth  five  hundred  dollars 
at  the  very  least  calculation  and  it  had  stirred 
every  ambitious  girl  in  the  studios.  And  Bet 
Lombard  had  tried  for  it. 

"Come,"  she  said  as  soon  as  the  final  touch 
had  restored  the  rooms  to  their  accustomed  or- 
der, and  Anne  knew  she  was  to  see  the  picture. 

The  late  afternoon  light  streamed  with  a 
tempered  mildness  through  the  skylight  on  the 
big  gaunt  studio  with  its  winged  victories  and 
other  high  company  ot  immortals.  Bet's  easel 
stood  in  a  remote  corner.  She  reversed  the  can- 
vas and  Anne  gave  a  little  low  cry  of  pleasure. 

What  a  stranger  would  have  seen  was  the 
figure  of  a  young  girl  with  wind-blown  hair 
against  the  soft  spring  background,  holding  a 
bunch  of  narcissus  in  her  hand,  but  Anne 
caught  a  glimpse  of  something  deeper.  She 
stood  for  a  long  time  fascinated  and  absorbed. 

"Well,"  demanded  Bet,  at  length,  and  with 
some  impatience. 

"Bet,"  said  Anne  slowly,  "it  don't  look  one 
bit  like  me." 

"Still,"  said  Bet,  "I  painted  what  I  saw. 
I've  heard  it  said  that  sitters  never  like  their  own 
portraits.  Aside  from  whether  I  have  caught 
your  likeness  or  not,  what  do  you  think  of  the 
picture.?" 

"As  a  picture— Bet — it  is  beautiful — beauti- 


ful. There  is  something  light  and  airy  and  sug- 
gestive of  arrested  motion  in  it.  It  might  stand 
for  an  enbodiment  of  spring. 

"What  are  you  going  to  call  it,  anyway"? 

"Narcissus,"  said  Bet. 

"Oh,"  laughed  Anne,  "then  it's  the  flowers 
you've  meant  to  paint  all  along  unless  you  had 
the  myth  in  mind,  bnt  that  wouldn't  do  for  Nar- 
cissus was  a  man,  you  know." 

"No,"  said  Bet,  "It  was  you  that  I  tried  to 
paint  in  the  most  effective  way  I  could."  The 
narcissus  was  an  afterthought,  but  the 
yellow  note  was  so  dominating  that  I  concluded 
to  call  it  just  'Narcissus.'  I  thought  you  would 
rather  have  it  catalogued  so — if  it  really  does  get 
in.  Do  you  think  it  will,  Anne?  Oh,  I  so  hope — 
and  pray — it  will." 

Bet  dropped  down  before  the  picture  and  sat 
with  both  arms  about  her  bent  knees,  rocking 
back  and  forth  in  an  anxiety  that  touched  de- 
spair. 

Anne  was  amazed  at  such  an  outburst  from 
self-contained  Bet. 

"Oh,  Bettie,"  she  said,  gently,  "does  it  mean 
so  much  to  you?" 

"It  means  everything,"  and  Bet  smothered 
a  sob  that  cut  straight  to  Anne's  heart. 

Two  days  later  the  picture  was  boxed  and 
sent  off,  and  with  it  went  five  others  from  the 
Riverside  Hall  studio. 

"And  there's  no  telling  how  many  hundreds 
of  others  will  be  there,"  wailed  Bet  to  Anne  in 
the  solitude  of  their  room. 

To  all,  except  Anne,  she  seemed  to  feel  the 
utmost  unconcern.  Not  even  the  art  instructor 
whose  encouragement  in  broken  English  "to  wait 
and  hope  for  ze  result"  was  privately  poured 
forth  into  her  ear,  dreamed  how  the  girl's  soul 
hung  on  the  issue.  But  Anne  knew  things  about 
her  that  no  one  else  knew,  how  hardly  she  had 
struggled  for  these  years  in  college,  from  what 
meagre  resources  she  had  met  the  expense,  with 
little  or  no  sympathy  from  her  kinsfolk  at  home. 
And  it  was  without  doubt  the  highest  tribute  to 
Anne's  largeness  of  soul  that  she  felt  the  same 
by  Bet  alter  she  knew  she  had  drudged  in  farm- 
ers' kitchens  at  two  dollars  a  week  and  had 
picked  berries  which  she  herself  carried  about  for 
sale  at  so  much  a  gallon  that  she  might  make 
the  few  hundreds  of  dollars  her  father  left  her  go 
as  far  as  possible. 

Anne  would  instantly  have  divided  every- 
thing   she  had  in  the  world  with  her,  even  to  the 


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contents  of  her  wardrobe,  but  for  the  self-respect- 
ingf  Puritan  strain  in  Bet  that  made  her  abhor 
obligations.  She  could  starve,  but  she  would 
not  beg-  nor  borrow,  though  she  loved  Anne  none 
the  less  sincerely  for  having  steadily  and  per- 
sistently  resisted  all  impulses  of  her  generosity. 

The  advantages  to  be  derived  from  the  win- 
ning of  the  prize  were  hardly  to  be  calculated. 
It  meant  one  more  year  of  study  under  a  master 
whose  services  Bet  would  never  otherwise  have 
suiBcient  money  to  command,  a  year  uninter- 
rupted by  an}'  outside  distraction  and  free  from 
all  thought  as  to  expense,  then  there  was  the  dis- 
tinction of  being  "on  the  line"  in  the  annual  ex- 
hibition. 

That,  of  itself  alone,  was  worth  more  than 
all  the  rest. 

It  would  be  her  best  justification  for  all  these 
years  of  devotion  and  sacrifice,  and  it  would 
strengthen  her  faith  in  her  own  ability. 

"If  I  win — ,"  the  thought  presented  itself 
countless  times  every  day — "Uncle  John  won't 
think  it  is  all  foolishness,  throwing  the  money 
away,  as  he  calls  it  now,  and — if  I  fail" — invari- 
ably followed  close  after  from  the  deeper  recesses 
of  a  fearful  heart — "why,  then  it  is  all  over  with 
me.  I  shall  go  home  and  teach  a  country  school 
and  work  in  somebody's  kitchen  of  summers, 
xnowing  that  I  have  aspired  to  something  im- 
possible for  me  to  reach." 

And  so  Bet  had  settled  it  in  her  own  mind, 
and  very  likely  she  was  right,  for  people  with 
faith  shaken  in  their  own  ability  either  do  no 
work  at  all  or  suffer  a  paralysis  of  effort  which 
amounts  to  the  same  thing  in  the  end. 
(To  be  Continued.) 
9      s      e 

A  VISIT  TO  ROOKWOOD. 

OLIVE   E.    PHILLIPPI,    '02. 

rO  all  who  love  beautiful  china  and  pottery, 
a  trip  through  the  Rookwood  Pottery  of 
Cincinnati,  Ohio,  would  prove  a  great 
treat.  At  least  so  it  proved  to  me  when  I  visited 
the  pottery  while  in  Cincinnati  this  summer.  We 
so  often  see  beautiful  pieces  of  chinaware, 
appreciating  them  for  their  outward  value  and, 
if  we  know  nothing-  of  the  processes  required  to 
perfect  them,  our  appreciation  is  low  for  we  have 
no  conception  of  the  work — value  they  represent. 
It  was  with  the  view  to  tracing  a  piece  of  pottery 


through  the  various  stages  that  I  visited  Rook- 
wood. On  this  visit  I  was  very  fortunate  in  hav- 
ing for  my  guide,  one  of  the  head  decorators. 
This  pottery  is  not  only  famous  in  the  United 
States  but  abroad  as  well,  and  it  affords  an  ex- 
cellent opportunity  to  those  who  so  desire  and 
are  interested  in  this  art  to  acquaint  themselves 
with  the  different  processes  and  stages  through 
which  a  piece  of  ware  passes  from  the  time  the 
potter  receives  it  as  a  piece  of  clay,  until  it  is 
ready  for  e.xhibition  or  sale. 

The  pottery  was  founded  in  1880  by  Mrs. 
Bellamy  Storer,  the  wife  of  our  minister  to  Spain 
who  named  it  "Rookwood,"  after  her  father's 
country  estate  near  the  city.  Its  first  location 
was  on  Eastern  Avenue,  but  year  by  year  addi- 
tions were  made  to  the  building  and  the  work 
spread  to  such  an  extent  that  a  new  site  was 
necessary.  The  ground  then  secured  was  on  the 
bluff  of  Mt.  Adams,  overlooking  all  the  lower 
Cincinnati  and  in  1892  the  present  picturesque 
building  was  completed  which  now  stands  as  the 
permanent  home  of  the  famous  Rookwood  Pot- 
tery. Mrs  Storer  has  no  longer  a  controlling  in- 
terest, but  is  only  a  shareholder  in  the  stock  com- 
pany. In  1883  she  accepted  as  her  partner,  Mr. 
W.  W.  Taylor,  who  assumed  the  active  direction 
of  the  works  and  became  the  president  of  the 
present  company  when  Mrs.  Storer  retired  in 
1890 

In  my  trip  through  the  pottery  the  guide  con- 
ducted me  first  to  the  room  where  the  formation 
of  a  piece  of  Rookwood  begins.  The  clay  is  taken 
by  the  potter  and  shaped;  sometimes  on  the 
wheel,  when  it  is  called  "thrown,"  and 
sometimes  moulded  in  a  plaster  of  Paris  form. 
The  clay  used  isScund  in  Ohio  and  Indiana,  and 
is  prepared  for  use  by  several  processes  of 
thorough  kneading,  after  which  it  is  kept  in  a 
cool  place. 

After  the  shaping  process,  the  clay  piece  is 
given  to  the  decorator  and  painted.  The  process 
used  in  the  pottery  differs  from  that  prevailing  in 
most  factories,  in  that  it  uses  absolutely  no 
printed  patterns,  the  decorators  being  encouraged 
to  cultivate  individual  artistic  feeling.  The 
great  variety  of  designs  presented  is  a  result  of 
this  absence  of  a  specified  list  of  subjects.  The 
designs  most  popular  at  present  are  heads  from 
life,  flowers,  and  fruit.  The  colors  used  vary  as 
much  as  the  designs  themselves.  At  first  only 
yellows,  browns  and  reds  were  seen,  but  almost 
any  color  ma}'  be  seen    in   the  pottery    of   today. 


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CoLLEOE   Greetings. 


Some  of  the  most  remarkable  effects,  and  those 
held  as  favorites  by  prizers  of  Rookwood,  are 
those  known  as  the  "Tiger  Eye,"  so-called  be- 
cause of  its  similarity  in  color  to  the  lights  seen 
in  a  tiger's  eyes,  "Goldstone",  -'Aerial  Blue", 
"Iris"  and  "Sea  Green."  It  is  well-nigh  impos- 
sible to  classify  the  coloring  of  Rookwood  from 
the  paint  used  in  decorating  it,  owing  to  the 
many  accidents  which  may  occur  in  the  firing, 
which  is  the  next  step  in  the  process. 

In  the  firing  process,  the  pieces  are  placed  in 
huge  kilns  and  arranged  in  rows  one  above  the 
other.  After  a  kiln  is  filled  with  pieces,  the 
opening  to  it  is  bricked  up  and  cemented  over  in 
order  that  the  heat  may  remain  inside.  The 
kilns,  three  in  number,  are  fired  by  crude  oil,  no 
coal  being  used  for  them.  After  the  desired  tem- 
perature is  obtained,  the  kilns  are  allowed  to 
cool,  and  later  the  entrances  are  opened  and  the 
pieces  removed.  It  so  happened  that  I  visited 
the  pottery  at  a  very  opportune  hour,  as  I  saw 
the  three  kilns  each  in  different  stages  of  heat- 
ing. The  first,  which  had  cooled  very  rapidly. 
had  been  opened  and  the  clay  pieces  removed,  I 
was  permitted  to  step  inside  of  it  and  examine 
the  apparatus  within.  The  entrance  to  the  sec- 
ond was  torn  away,  and  I  could  see  the  rows  of 
jars  in  the  same  position  that  they  had  had  dur- 
ing- the  firing  process.  The  third  kiln  was  as 
yet  unopened.  After  the  firing  process,  the  clay 
pieces  are  at  the  stage  called  "biscuit." 

The  ware  is  now  glazed  and  fired  again,  after 
which  it  is  completed.  The  glazes  most  com- 
monly employed  are  yellow,  green  and  white. 
The  matt  glaze  has  a  dull  finish  and  does  not 
really  look  glazed  at  all.  Even  after  this  brief 
explanation,  it  seems  incredulous  that  a  finished 
piece  of  Rookwood  has  passed  through  twenty- 
one  hands,  but  such  is  the  case. 

Another  interesting  feature  presented  by  a 
piece  of  Rookwood  is  the  decorator's  mark  on  the 
bottom  of  the  piece.  This  usually  consists  of 
the  decorator's  initials  arranged  in  an  artistic 
monogram,  but  this  manner  of  affixing  the  mark 
is  entirely  optional,  and  may  take  any  form  the 
decorator  chooses;  however,  it  is  usuall}'  onh'  the 
most  accomplished  decorators  who  cut  their  full 
names  on  their  work.  Whether  the  decorator's 
name  be  used  or  not,  the  Rookwood  monogram 
qP  must  be  incised  on  the  bottom  of  every  piece. 
This  mark  v^'as  adopted  in  1886,  before  v^'hich 
date  various  marks  were  used,  such  as  Mrs.  Sto- 
rer's  initials,  a  design  of  a  kiln  or  a  flock  of 
rooks. 


One  must  not  have  the  impression  that  the 
present  perfection  in  Rookwood  has  always  exist- 
ed; far  from  it.  It  was  brought  about  by  con- 
tinued experiments,  each  one  revealing  some  new 
possibility  of  the  materials  at  hand.  Growth 
and  development  are  characteristics  of  Rook- 
wood. We,  as  a  nation,  have  in  this  pottery 
something  of  which  we  may  well  be  proud.  It  is 
ours  exclusively,  and  under  no  circumstances  can 
the  least  credit  be  claimed  by  any  other  country. 
This  is  due  to  the  fact  that  all  the  materials 
used  are  found  in  the  United  States,  and  even 
the  decorators  are  students  of  the  Art  Academy 
of  Cincinnati,  with  the  exception  of  one  K.  Shi- 
rayamadani,  a'Japanese.  Nevertheless,  the  pot- 
tery produced  is  world  renowned,  receiving  the 
grand  prize  at  the  Paris  Exposition  in  1900  and 
the  gold  medal  at  the  Pan-American  Exposition 
at  Buffalo  in  1901.  Some  one  has  well  said  that 
it  is  the  presence  of  qualities,  not  the  absence  of 
faults,  that  gives  value  to  a  work  of  art.  It  is 
toward  this  aim  that  the  manufacturers  of  Rook- 
wood have  been  striving — the  attainment  of  the 
highest  possible  perfection  in  artistic  worth 
rather  than  mere  money  value.  It  is  thus  that 
Rookwood  has  gained  and  maintains  its  high 
rank  among  the  most  valuable  and  artistic  pro- 
ductions of  today. 


THE  STRENUOUS  LIFE  FOR 
GIRLS. 


TRENUOUSNESS.  or  perhaps,  stren- 
_^  uosity — I  am  not  quite  sure  which 

is  the  better  form  of  the  insistent 

noun — is  a  quality  which  has  long  existed  in  peo- 
ple and  things;  but  the  high  honor  and  the  im- 
portant role  which  are  claimed  for  it  today  are 
somewhat  recent;  and  before  the  claim  is  grant- 
ed it  would  be  well  for  us  to  have  a  little  clearer 
idea  of  what  the  quality  means.  Is  it  simply 
another  name  for  earnestness,  vigor,  energy? 
Surely,  then,  it  is  a  g'ood  thing,  and  much  to  be 
desired  in  boys  and  girls,  in  men  and  women.  It 
is  not  the  higiiest  qualitv.  Thoughtfulness  i'& 
higher.  Sincerity  is  hig-her.  Charity  is  highest 
of  all.  But  these  noble  traits  are  enhanced  in 
value  when  they  are  filled  with  courage  and  lived 
out  with  steady  force. 

Running   the   word   back    to   its   root  in  the 
Greek,    we    had    strcncs,   "strong,    hard,    rough. 


College  Greetings. 


6Z 


harsh,  especially  of  sounds" — for  example,  "the 
strenuous  trumpets."  Precisely!  The  strenuous 
life  is  the  life  that  sounds  like  a  trumpet.  It  is 
dominant,  assertive,  militant.  There  is  a  tone 
of  defiance  and  strife  in  it.  It  is  next  door  to  a 
strident  life.  If  this  is  what  it  means,  it  is  not  a 
natural  nor  a  desirable  life  for  girls. 

I  take  it  for  granted  that  a  man  and  a  wom- 
an are  of  the  same  worth  and  not  of  the  same 
kind.  A  woman's  special  and  inestimable  value 
in  the  world  lies  just  in  the  qualities  which  make 
her  womanhood.  And  these  are  the  things  which 
strenuousity  must  disturb,  if  not  distroy. 

A  serene  and  gentle  dignity;  a  tranquil  wis- 
dom to  counsel  and  restrain;  a  fine  delicacy  of 
feeling,  quick  to  rejoice,  tender  to  suffer,  yet 
patient  to  endure:  a  subtle  sense  of  the  values  of 
small,  unpurchasable  things;  a  power  of  great 
confidence  and  of  self-sacrifice  almost  limitless 
where  love  speaks  the  word  and  dutv  shows  the 
task;  and  instinct  of  protection,  and  a  joyful 
pride  in  mothering  the  weak;  a  brave  loyalty  to 
the  rights  of  the  heart  against  "the  freezing 
reason's  colder  part;"  a  noble  hunger  and  thirst 
for  harmony;  an  inpregnable  strength  of  person- 
al reserve;  and  an  exhaustless  generosity  of  per- 
sonal surrender — these  are  the  native  glories  of 
womanhood.  These  are  the  things  that  life,  if 
true  and  well  ordered,  should  deepen,  unfold, 
brighten,  and  harmonize  in  the  perfection  of  a 
woman's  character. 

The  pity  is  that  men,  whose  share  in  the  or- 
dering of  life  has  been  larger  than  their  thought- 
fulness  has  earned,  have  often  made  it  difScult.if 
not  impossible,  for  woman  to  keep,  much  more 
to  develop,  the  best  part  of  her  womanhood.  A 
social  order  that  blindly  disregards,  in  its  so- 
called  progress,  the  distinctive  needs  and  rights 
and  uses  of  great  multitudes  of  women,  taking 
away  their  domestic  occupations,  and  failing  to 
make  a  place  for  them  in  the  new  industrial 
system,  legislating  them  into  independence  and 
educating  them  for  dependence,  declaring  in 
words  their  equality  and  in  wages  their  inferior- 
ity, pushing  them  irresistibly  into  the  struggle 
for  a  living,  and  forgetting  to  give  them  either 
an  equipment  for  the  strife  or  a  place  in  the 
ranks,  is  in  effect  not  a  social  order  at  all.  It  is 
a  social  confusion. 


We  sometimes  say  of  a  woman  that  she  does 
her  work  as  well  as  a  man,  so  that  it  cannot  be 
distinguished  from  a  man's  work.  This  sounds 
like  praise,  but  it  is  really  blame.  Something 
has  been  lost.     Distinction  is  the  crown  of  work. 

I  am  no  advocate  of  a  narrower  life  for  a 
woman,  but  of  a  life  which  shall  be  broad  enough 
for  her  to  unfold  her  own  nature.  The  worst 
slavery  is  that  which  makes  a  woman  pretend  to 
be  a  man. 

The  strenuous  life  for  a  girl  is  a  form  of  hys- 
teria. It  is  a  functional  disorder.  It  sacrifices 
strength  for  spasms. 

Suppose  she  is  at  college,  studying.  How 
shall  she  get  the  best  intellectual  results — ac- 
curacy of  perception,  breadth  of  vision,  delicacy 
of  taste,  respect  for  truth?  By  disreg-arding  the 
balance  of  her  physical  and  mental  nature,  and 
plunging  into  an  intense  pursuit  of  special 
knowledge,  a  fierce  competition  for  marks  and 
honors  and  prizes?  The  achievement,  whatever 
it  may  be,  will  hardly  compensate  her  (or  us)  for 
its  probable  cost.  Poise  is  more  precious  than 
penetration.  Learning  may  be  a  climb,  but  wis- 
dom is  a  growth.  The  best  that- we  know  is  the 
harvest  of  a  quiet  mind.  The  sanity  of  scholar- 
ship depends  upon  a  normal  life.  The  finest 
women's  college  is  for  women.  The  best  girls  in 
it  are  never  imitation  boys. 

Suppose  a  girl  goes  in  for  physical  exercise, 
out-of-door  sports,  and  pastimes.  Is  the 
strenuous  life  the  one  that  will  give  her  the  most 
real  pleasure  and  the  best  development?  Too 
much  of  our  sport  has  already  passed  through 
the  process  of  contest  into  the  stage  of  conflict. 
When  a  game  becomes  a  public  show  the  player 
is  changed  into  a  performer.  The  nervous  strain 
the  restless  ambition,  the  championship  fever, 
which  have  transformed  most  of  our  play  into 
the  hardest  kind  of  work,  are  not  influences  fa- 
vorable to  the  development  of  womanly  qualities. 
They  are  not  even  good  for  the  making  of  sound, 
strong,  and  graceful  bodies.      ****** 

Studying  or  playing  or  work,  she  owes  her 
first  allegiance  to  the  ideal  of  her  womanhood. 
She  can  never  do  anything  in  the  world  that  will 
be  worth  half  so  much  as  what  she  can  be.  But 
she  can  never  be  her  best  unless  she  does  some 
thing,  and  does  it  well. 

The  strenuous  life  for  girls  is  the  martial 
music  tor  violins.  They  can  play  it.  But  it  does 
not  sound  well. — From  a?i  article  by  Henr\'  Vav 
Dyke,  in  Harper's  Bazai . 


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It  is  a  fortunate  youngf  woman  whose  colleg'e 
life  falls  in  these  days  of  higfh  prosperity.  Ten 
years  ag'o  when  president  Harker  first  took  its 
cares  and  responsibilities  upon  himself,  the  bold- 
est could  scarcely  have  caught  a  vision  of  the  col- 
lege as  it  is  today.  For  all  these  school  years 
since,  it  has  been  possible  to  report  an  increase 
in  attendance  and  interest  and  a  somewhat 
broader  outlook  for  the  school.  The  growth  has 
been  persistent  and  steady,  but  it  has  not  been 
rapid  until  this  year  when  it  seems  to  have  gone 
by  a  bound.  No  doubt  the  prospective  building 
as  announced  last  spring  had  much  to  do  with 
this  state  of  affairs.  It  was  certainly  an  allur- 
ing picture,  that  of  a  new  thirty  thousand 
dollar  addition  with  accommodations  for  forty 
more  house  students.  Long  before  last  year  ended 
there  were  numerous  applications  for  these  new 
rooms.  By  the  middle  of  August  every  room, 
new  and  old,  had  been  engaged  and  many  appli- 
cants were  forced  to  seek  quarters  elsewhere  in 
the  city.  There  were  delays  in  the  building  un- 
avoidable but  irksome,  and  it  was  found  impos- 
sible for  it  to  be  in  complete  readiness  by  the  17tih 
of  September,  the  opening  of  school.  Even  now, 
as  the  middle  of  October  approaches,  the  od 
cupants  of   the  new  rooms  are  barely  settled  and\ 


the  household  taken  on  its  accustomed  order. 
The  house  is  full,  indeed,  it  is  very  full.  The 
house  pupils  already  number  133,  and  that  com- 
pletely exhausts  the  accommodations  intended  to 
provide  for  the  forty  new  pupils.  The  increase 
in  numbers  is  appreciable  whenever  the  girls  ap- 
pear in  a  group,  as  for  instance  upon  last  Sun- 
day morning.  It  being  conference  Sunday,  there 
were  no  services  in  any  church  of  our  denomina- 
tion in  the  city.  The  pastor  of  the  Baptist 
church,  with  thoughtful  courtesy,  sent  a  special 
invitation  for  the  presence  of  the  girls  at  his 
church,  nine  seats  being  required  for  the  accom- 
modation of  his  visitors.  There  are  two  hundred 
seats  now  assigned  for  chapel  and  the  total  en- 
rollment has  reached  the  three  hundred  mark.  All 
departments  are  fuller  than  ever  before,  in  the 
mus  c^departnient,  alone,  the  enrollment  is  one 
hundred  and  fifty,  seven  teachers  being  required 
to  keep  pace  with  the  work.  Of  teachers  there 
are  now  twenty  three,  four  more  than  were  en- 
gaged last  year.  Concerning  the  new  building, 
the  fittest  word  remains  to  be  said  when  the  last ' 
workman  leaves  and  the  odor  of  fresh  paint  and 
varnish  dies  out  from  the  corridors.  Though 
the  inconveniences  have  been  accepted  good  na- 
turedly  on  the  part  of  all,  the  full  joy  of  owner- 
ship is  still  somewhat  in  anticipation.  Still  one's 
enthusiasm  is  apt  to  break  forth  just  at  the  mere 
privilege  of  walking  up  that  wide  smooth  cement 
walk  and  standing  for  a  moment  to  look  down 
from  the  front  entrance  that  even  in  its  unfinish- 
ed condition  gives  the  impression  of  stately  pro- 
portions. A  year  or  so  ago,  one  in  close  con- 
nection with  the  College  remarked  that  the  real 
barometer  of  the  College  was  the  president's 
morning  chapel  talk,  that  one  could  invariably 
tell  whether  things  were  going  well  or  ill  b}-  the 
tone  pervading  the  talk.  She  would  surely  catch 
the  cheerful  optimism  of  the  talks  these  clear  Oc- 
tober mornings.  Perhaps  might  even  have  guess- 
ed in  advance  from  the  mere  announcing  of  the 
hymn  the  good  news  suppressed  for  a  time  a  few 
days  ago.  It  was  about  the  gift  of  five  thousand 
dollars  promised  last  spring  which  has  just 
materialized  in  the  shape  of  a  cheque.  The  manv 
guesses  hazarded  at  the  time  as  to  who  these 
generous  doners  were  are  now  set  at  rest  by  the 
announcement  that  they  are  Mrs.  Hardtner  and 
her  daughter,  Mrs.  Blackstock  of  Springfield. 
To  them,  one  and  all.  we  tender  our  sincerest 
thanks  for  so  largely  helping  us  to  realize  the 
beautiful  and  commodious  last  addition.  / 


College  Greetings. 


0  S 


COLLEGE  DEPARTMENT. 


FIRST    DAYS. 


the  weather  to  retard  the  progress  of  our  new 
building',  and  we  are  again  moralizing  on  the 
subject  of  capital  and  labor.  But  our  president 
is  not  an  idle  man  and  seems  to  be  keenly  inter- 
ested in  such  puzzles  as  effect  the  body  politic, 
and  it  may  be  we  are  at  the  end  of  the  trouble. 


Although  the  students  and  teachers  of  the 
past  three  or  four  years  find  no  novelty  in  re- 
turning to  new  builded  additions,  yet  there  was 
this  year  the  sound  of  hammer  and  saw,  the 
odor  of  paint  and  varnish,  and  the  busy  hum  of  a 
string  of  workmen  to  greet  us  as  we  entered  the 
College  on  Sep.  16th  and  17th. 

Even  teachers  familiar  with  the  school  for 
the  last  five  or  six  years  found  themselves 
lost  in  the  search  for  familiar  rooms — even  the 
dining  room — and  to  those  who  came  on  the  mid- 
night trains  the  situation  was  certainly  bewilder- 
ing. These  first  days  remind  one  of  the  crowded 
rooms  of  a  summer  cottage  with  a  house  party 
in  progress.  Three  or  four  single  beds  in  a 
room  is  not  an  uncommon  sight,  while  the  teach- 
ers dodge  about  from  one  room  to  another  in  or- 
der to  meet  their  classes.  If  this  state  of  things 
were  to  continue  indefinitely,  there  would  un- 
doubtedly not  be  the  atmosphere  of  hearty  good- 
will and  cheerfulness  that  pervades  the  school. 
Every  one  is  helping  loyally  to  make  the  situation 
as  agreeable  as  possible  and  the  end  is  almost 
at  hand.  The  rooms  on  the  third  floor  will  be 
occupied  before  the  end  of  October,  while  the 
other  floors  will  be  in  readiness  in  a  fevv  days 
more.  Then  we  will  have  one  of  the  very  best 
buildings  for  educational  purposes  it  is  possible 
to  find.  And  visitors  will  find  every  room  oc- 
cupied with  bright,  pretty,  witty,  and  busy  young 
women  who  work  when  they  work,  and  play  when 
they  play,  as  all  young  and  healthy  people  should 
do.  The  present  is  full  ot  promise  for  large  re- 
sults, and  we  confidently  look  forward  to  realize 
the  best  year  in  the  history  of  the  College  which 
has  already  a  long  and  honorable  record. 


ELOCUTION, 


We  note  with  much  pleasure  that  the  stren- 
uous president  of  the  United  States  is  grappling 
with  the  strike  problem.  We  trust  he  will  mas- 
ter it  in  order  that  we,  as  well  as  the  country  at 
large,  may  experience  relief  from  trying  situa- 
tions. Last  year  we  were  annoyed  in  adjusting 
the  heating  plant  because  of  a  strike.  This  year 
the  labor  problem  entered   into   a   combine  with 


The  Department  has  enrolled  more  new  stu- 
dents than  has  ever  occurred  before  in  the  open- 
ing week.  Together  with  its  old  Students,  they 
form  an  interesting  class  of  young  women,  all 
enthusiastic  and  vigorous  in  this  work. 

Three  Seniors  this  year:  Sara  Davis,  Lillian 
McCullough  and  Ethel  Wylder. 

We  are  proud  to  note  that  our  graduates  of 
'99  are  to  pursue  their  studies  in  Boston  this  year. 

The  school  has  a  delightful  studio  in  prepa- 
ration in  the  new  building,  a  hall  20x44  feet  with 
si.x  south  windows. 

They  will  soon  be  in  possession  of  their  new 
quarters  near  and  will  be  "at  home"  to  all  friends 
after  the  middle  of  October. 

Announcement  is  made  of  the  coming  wed- 
ding of  Maude  Moore,  '02,  to  Dr.  Martin  of  St. 
Louis. 

Many  parents  came  this  fall  with  their 
daughters,  showing  a  lively  interest  in  and  sin- 
cere sympath}'  with  both  the  management  of  the 
school  and  the  improved  opportunities  ofl^ered 
for  study. 

*     ®     e 

ART. 

The  work  of  the  art  department  opens  in  a 
very  promising  manner, — an  unusual  number  of 
students  having  enrolled  for  so  early  in  the  term. 
For  the  present  the  reception  room  is  a  studio — 
and  it  looks  rather  strange  with  its  array  of 
casts,  studies,  etc.  We  expect  to  be  in  our 
new  studio  in  a  very  short  time  and  it  promises 
to  be  a  most  delightful  place. 

An  addition  to  the  equipment  of  the  studio 
is  a  China  kiln  which  fills  a  much  felt  need. 

Among  the  new  students  enrolled  are,  Misses 
Eads,  Pearson,  Gray,  Miller,  Woodward,  Gotf, 
Georgia  and  Magie  Harris,  Charles.  Edith 
Phillipi,  Sonneman  and  Mabel  Shuff,  with 
a  goodly  number  of  last  years  stndents  continue- 
ing  their  work. 


Q^  C  {£>  COLLEOE   Greetings. 

SOCIAL.  LETTERS. 


One  of  the  last  treats  of  September  was  a 
watermelon  feast  on  the  back  campus.  Noth- 
ing- more  delicious  and  tempting-  to  the  lover  of 
"good  things  to  eat"  could  be  imagined  that  the 
appearance  of  long  tables  set  out  under  the  trees 
and  loaded  down  with  great  slices  of  the  nicest 
ripe  melons.  When  the  130  girls  surrounded  the 
tables,  the  picture  was  complete.  As  it  would  be 
unkind  to  those  not  present  to  enlarge  unpon  the 
delights  of  the  occasion,  they  will  be  left  wholly 
for  the  imagination  to  complete.  The  treat  was 
provided  by  Judge  Whitlock  who  has  been  a 
friend  both  in  need,  and  indeed,  for  many  a  year; 
and  this  time  he  was  a  friend  in — well,  in  luxury. 
The  young  ladies  expressed  their  appreciation 
by  a  rising  vote  and  hearty  speech. 


Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harker  entertained  the  faculty 
informally  one  evening  the  second  week.  The 
object  was  to  afford  an  opportunity  for  the  teach- 
ers to  become  better  acquainted  with 'each  other, 
and  with  the  new  members.  There  are  this  year, 
several  new  instructors — Miss  McDowell,  Miss 
Long,  Miss  Bruner  and  Miss  Burnett.  Refresh- 
ments were  served  during  the  evening,  and  every 
one  enjoyed  the  entertainment  provided. 


The  trolley  ride  given  by  Dr.  Harker  to  the 
house  girls  was  a  very  delightful  affair  and  was 
therefore  happily  enjoyed  by  all  who  participat- 
ed in  it.  The  cars  were  waiting  when  the  bell 
rang  at  four  o'clock  and  were  soon  filled  with  a 
very  merry  party,  and  the  ride  was  begun.  We 
went  down  East  State  street  from  the  College, 
passing  along  the  south  side  of  the  square  until 
we  came  to  the  Deaf  and  Dumb.  Then  we  turn- 
ed and  were  whirled  madly  down  to  the  Country 
Club,  the  ride  back  was  even  more  interesting 
than  that  going,  when  we  reached  the  square 
we  were  switched  off  on  the  tracks  on  Main  street. 
The  ride  down  Main  street  was  new  to  many 
and  was  very  interesting.  We  were  all  disap- 
pointed when  we  reached  the  end  of  this  track 
for  it  meant  that  we  must  return  home  and  thus 
end  one  of  the  most  delightful  rides  of  the 
season. 


School  For  the  Blind,  Nashville,  Tenn. 

September  28th,  1902. 
Dear  Girls: — 

This  is  one  of  the  days  we  look  forward  to 
here  at  school  but  I  remember  it  is  a  laboring- 
day  at  I.  W.  C.  I  was  thinking  this  morning 
about  the  old  college  and  wondering  how  you 
were  getting  along;  of  course  work  is  well  start- 
ed by  this  time.  It  is  quite  a  task  to  get  the 
work  all  straightened  out  in  a  blind  school.  I 
got  so  impatient  the  first  week.  The  music 
teachers  couldn't  begin  on  their  work  until  the 
literary  classes  were  all  formed. 

There  are  a  hundred  and  eighty  five  children 
and  fully  three  fourths  of  them  take  music;  and 
by  that  I  don't  mean  lessons  on  just  one  instru- 
ment. Some  of  the  older  children  take  piano, 
organ  and  voice,  besides  their  chorus  and  literary 
work.  They  surely  have  enough  to  keep  them 
.  busy.  Every  child  has  to  be  in  a  chorus  class 
and  they  are  under  my  direction  with  the  assist- 
ance ol  the  director.  We  have  a  junior  chorus  of 
ninety,  a  large  girls'  chorus  of  thirty  and  a  mix- 
ed chorus  of  about  fifty.  These  classes  meet 
every  afternoon  e.xcept  Wednesday,  and  that  af- 
ternoon we  have  musical  history,  theorj',  etc. 

Our  hours  are  in  many  respects  like  the  col- 
lege. We  rise  at  six  fifteen  and  I  must  say  I  do 
miss  hearing  William  go  around  with  the  rising 
bell.  Our  chapel  is  at  eight,  then  we  have  six 
forty  minute  divisions  before  dinner.  In  the  af- 
ternoon school  begins  at  one  fiftj'  and  the  music 
teachers  teach  until  five  ten.  We  have  Wednes- 
day mornings  free  and  all  of  the  teachers  have 
their  evenings  except  the  ones  that  are  on  charge. 
We  have  to  take  turns  in  keeping  stud}-  hall,  but 
that  doesn't  come  very  often  as  there  are  a  good 
many  of  us. 

We  have  six  music  teachers;  and  I  might  say 
our  director  is  a  graduate  of  the  New  England 
Conservatory. 

The  school  building  is  on  quite  a  large  hill 
so  we  can  see  all  the  pretty  scenery  around  south 
Nashville.  The  Cumberland  river  is  just  east  of 
the  building  a  little  way. 

Anyone  that  has  been  south  has  of  course 
noticed  the  saying  "you  all".  It  sounds  very 
odd  now  but  I  suspect  I  will  soon  be  saying  it 
for  vou  hear  it  so  much.  I  do  enjoy  hearing-  the 
southern  people  talk,  itheir  words  sound  so  soft 
and  pretty. 


COLLEQE   GREETINOS. 


07 


Tuis  letter  will  g'ive  you  some  idea  of  my 
work  for  the  year.  Hoping-  you  may  have  a  very 
successful  year,  accept  the  best  wishes  of  an  old 
colleg-e  ofirl.  Mabel  Okey. 


[The  following'  is  from  a  letter  received  from 
Mrs.  M.  E.  Lane  during  the  Federation  of 
Woman's  Clubs  held  last  spring-  in  Los  Angeles. 
It  contains  an  incident  too  delig'htful  to  be  pass- 
ed over  even  at  this  late  date.] 

On  the  first  day  of  the  session  I  was  passing 
through  the  Department  of  Information  looking 
for  a  friend,  when  a  lady  took  hold  of  my  dress 
and  said,  "Did  you  ever  attend  school  in  Jackson- 
ville?"    I  told  her  that  I  did. 

"Well,"  she  said,  "lam  Georgia  Watts,  do 
you  remember  me?" 

I  told  her  that  I  remembered  the  Georgia 
Watts  of  long. 

"Well,  I  am  she.  I  cannot  call  your  name 
but  something  told  me  that  I  had  seen  you  there." 

I  told  her  my  name  and  we  had  a  delightful 
short  visit  with  the  promise  that  I  should  call 
at  her  boarding  place.  In  passing  down  the 
street  about  an  hour  after  I  met  Clara  Ibbetson 
Weir  who  resides  at  Carlinville,  111.  I  told  her 
that  I  had  -just  met  Georgia  Watts  and  did  she 
remember  her?  "O,  yes,"  she  said,  "she  was  one 
of  my  classmates.  Where  is  she?  I  shall  be  so 
glad  to  see  her."  I  gave  her  the  address  and  she 
called  and  the  meeting  was  such  as  might  be  ex- 
pected from  classmates  of  1854,  I  think,  and  who 
had  not  seen  each  other  since,  that  is  what  I  un- 
derstood Miss  Watts  to  say — now  Mrs.  Wilson 
of  Kansas. 

Wednesday  I  met  Georgia,  I  also  met  Mrs. 
Mary  Clampit  Merine,  who  was  a  delegate  from 
Kansas  City  and  who  was  of  the  class  of  '55.  I 
told  her  of  having  met  Miss  Watts  and  that  she 
v^'as  stopping  at  the  Belle  View  Terrace. 

"Well,"  she  said,  "that  is  where  I  am  stop- 
ping." And  so  they,  too,  met  after  a  separation 
of  more  than  40  years. 

When  I  called  upon  Georgia  she  said,  "Isn't 
it  marvelous  that  1  should  have  singled  you  out 
of  all  that  multitude  of  women,  and  then  that 
you  should  be  the  means  of  bringing  Clara  Ibbet- 
son and  I  together.  We  were  brown  haired  girls 
when  last  we  met.  (I  was  not  grown.")  This 
meeting  together  here  seems  perfectly  wonder- 
ful to  me." 

And    indeed  it  does  without  a  single    linking- 


circumstance  to  bring  it  about,  for  I  am  sure  that 
I  had  not  thought  of  her  for  years  and  there  is 
scarcely  a  resemblance  of  the  olden  times. 

I  am  glad  to  note  that  this  bi-ennial  of  great 
and  notable  women  was  represented  by  several  of 
the  alumnae  of  our  Woman's  College,  and  among 
them  Mrs.  E.  C.  Lambert,  as  well  as  Mrs.  Clara 
Ibbertson  Weir  who  has  rented  a  cottage  for  two 
months  at  Santa  Monica  Beach,  California.  Mrs. 
Georgia  Watts  Wilson  has  since  spent  a  week 
with  her  there,  and  I,  also  expect  to  visit  her. 

The  meeting  with  Mrs,  W  ilson  was  a  great 
pleasure  to  us  all.  It  seemed  almost  like  a 
meeting  with  the  dead  so  long  had  it  been  since 
we  had  met. 


GENERAL  NOTES. 


At  the  opening  of  school  this  fall  we  see 
many  ncA'  faces  but  we  are  glad  to  welcome  them. 

Three  of  last  year's  class  are  back  in  the 
house — Corinue  Musgrove,  Ethel  Dudley  and 
Olive  Phillippi,and  several  others  of  the  class,  all 
taking  music. 

Blanche  Williams,  '99,  will  study  music  and 
elocution  this  winter  at  the  New  England  Con- 
servatory, and  Mae  Cleary.  '99,  will  study  elocu- 
tion at  the  Emerson  School  of  Oratory,  Boston. 

A  young  lady  in  the  psychology  class,  when 
asked  to  describe  the  brain,  said  it  was  di- 
vided into  two  hemispheres — eastern  and  west- 
ern. 

Lena  Thompson,  a  former  elocution  student 
of  I.  W .  C.  and  who  graduated  at  the  New  Eng- 
land Conservatory  School  in  June,  '02,  has  been 
visiting  in  Jacksonville  for  several  weeks. 

The  first  Saturday  night  of  the  year  the  Y. 
W.  C.  A.,  as  their  custom,  entertained  the  fac- 
ulty and  students.  This  year  it  was  in  the  na- 
ture of  a"swapping"party,  each  one  having  some- 
thing to  swap. 

The  friends  of  Hettie  Anderson  '02,  and 
especially  the  class  af  1902  will  feel  a  deep  sym- 
pathy with  her  in  the  recent  loss  by  death  of  the 
sweet  little  sister  whom  they  saw  at  commence- 
ment time  last  year. 


lo  ^ 


College  Greetings. 


Lenore  Brahm,  '03,  is  attending  school  in 
Maryland  this  year. 

The  entire  building  will  be  in  use  by  the 
middle  of  the  month. 

Genevieve  Capps  has  just  recovered  from  an 
attack  of  typhoid  tever. 

Corinne  Musgrove  attended  the  wedding  of 
her  brother  in  Chicago. 

Sarah  Triplet,  '03,  will  enter  school  late  ow- 
ing to  the  illness  of  her  mother. 

Delia  Stevens  is  back  in  school  this  year  af- 
ter having  spent  a  year  at  the  U  of  I. 

A  brother  of  Mrs.  Ella  Yates  Orr,'67,  an  alum- 
na of  the  College,  died    last  week  at  Griggsville. 

The  girls  have  moved  into  the  rooms  on  the 
second  and  third  floors  of  the  new  building. 

Olive  Phillippi,  '02,  also  her  sister,  Edith,'05, 
spent  several  weeks  this  summer  in  Ohio  and 
Kentucky. 

Mrs.  Sheny  of  Chicago  was  entertained  at 
dinner,  Oct.  10,  and  gave  an  interesting  talk  at 
evening  chapel. 

Among  those  who  attended  the  State  Fair  at 
Springfield,  were  Nannie  Myers,  Mattie  Brown, 
Mary  Eads,  Stella  Shepherd,  Geneva  Laid,  Besse 
and  Jennie  Harker,  Emma  Bullard  and  Nelle 
Yates  Taylor. 

Miss  Margaret  Haley  of  Chicago  was  in 
Jacksonville  in  attendance  upon  the  Woman's 
Suffrage  Convention  and  was  entertained  at  the 
College  at  luncheon  on  Oct.  10,  the  guest  of  Miss 
Ludwig.  She  spoke  to  the  house  girls  in  the  af- 
ternoon. 

Dr.  Root,  a  returned  missio  ary  from  India, 
spent  two  days  recently  at  the  College  in  the  in- 
terest of  the  students'  volunteer  movement,  and 
during  the  day  gave  the  girls  several  interesting 
talks.  One  that  was  especially  enjoyed  by  the 
girls  was  on  boarding  school  life  in  India. 


ALUMNAE 

The  marriage  of  Linda  Boyce  Layton,  '97,  to 
Dr.  Albert  Graff  was  solemnized  at  the  home  of 
the  bride's  sister,  Mrs.  Mattie  Layton  McGhee, 
'87,  Lincoln,  Illinois,  in  August.  Their  home  is 
to  be  Merritt. 


Another  marriage  occurring  during  the  same 
month  was  that  of  Martha  L.  Cox  '94,  to  Mr. 
Thomas  H.  Buckthorpe  of  this  city  which  is  to 
be  their  home. 


Cards  have  been  received  from  Mrs.  Helen 
Digby  Davis  announcing  the  birth  of  twin 
daughters,  Isabelle  Lenore  and  Helen  May, 
July  30th,  at  Marquette,  Mich. 


IIM  MEMORIAM. 


The  circumstances  surrounding  the  death  of 
Mrs.  Mae  Keuyon  Fouche  of  the  class  of  '98  were 
peculiarly  sad.  She  had  been  married  but  one 
short  year  to  Dr.  A.  L.  Fouche  of  Petersburg 
and  beside  her  husband  and  sorrowing  parents, 
she  left  a  seven  weeks  old  son.  The  last  sad 
rites  were  conducted  by  the  pastor  of  her  girl- 
hood's home — Athens — and  her  College  president. 
Dr.  Harker.  As  Mae  Ken}'on,  she  had  endeared 
herself  to  all  who  knew  her  during  the  years  of 
her  life  here  in  the  College.  Attractive,  gifted, 
and  possessing  all  things  worth  living  for,  it  is 
one  of  the  incomprehensible  ways  of  Providence, 
that 

"One  so  lovely  should  have  a  life  so  brief." 

Died,  August  25,  1902,  at  Kinderhook,  111., 
Dorothy  Esther,  sister  of  Hettie  L.  Anderson, '02. 

In  her  beautiful  little  lifetime  of  almost 
seven  years,  Doroth}'  had  won  for  friends  all  the 
wide  circle  of  her  acquaintances,  and  the  loss  of 
her  family  is  the  loss  of  many  others. 

Gifted  in  music,  she  had  planned  to  study  at 
I.  W.  C.  We  honor  those  who  have  finished  the 
course  in  this  famous  old  school, but  we  would  not 
forget  this  little  child  who  so  desired  to  be  num- 
bered among  us.  Surely  in  that  land  where 
all  is  beauty  and  music,  there  Dorothy's  soul  is 
satisfied. 

The  last  sad  rites  were  conducted  at  the 
Kinderhook  M.  E.  church  by  her  pastor,  Rev.  A. 
V.  Babbs,  who  had  a  few  mouths  before  baptized 
and  received  her  into  the  church. 

"After  life's  fitful  fever  she  sleeps  well." 


' 


I  COLLEGE  GREETINGS  \ 


VOL.   VI 


JACKSONVILLE,   ILL,   NOVEMBER,    1902. 


NO.  2 


-A  CHIFFON    GOWN- 


(Continued  from  last  month.") 

rHE  disting-uished  g-entlemen  who  met  on 
a  certain  morning  in  Ma}'  to  consider 
the  respective  merits  of  exactly  one 
hundred  and  thirteen  "best  efforts"  ot  exactly 
that  number  of  young  persons, entered  upon  their 
task  with  cheerful  alacrity,  discoursing'  the  while 
of  the  stimulus  such  competitions  were  to  the 
growth  of  the  true  art  spirit.  They  weighed  and 
compared  and  discussed  with  the  calm  deliber- 
ation that'  became  great  art  critics,  aware  that 
their  expenses  were  being  paid  and  that  fetes 
were  preparing  in  their  honor. 

They  never  knew  how  hard  one  unknown, 
insignificant  art  student  was  finding  it  to  live 
through  those  long  drawn  hours  of  suspense. 

They  fell  upon  her  picture  without  mercy  as 
being  too  bold  a  conception  for  a  novice  to  have 
undertaken.  There  were  the  difficultiesof  figure 
and  flesh  tints  besides  the  modeling  of  the  hand 
which  this  girl  should  have  known  taxed  the 
skill  of  even  a  Healy  that  he  added  a  tew  hun- 
dreds to  the  price  of  ever  portrait  requiring  the 
painting  of  a  member  that  expressed  almost  as 
much  character  as  the  human  face  itself.  Such 
subjects  were  to  be  left  to  great  artists,  and  hav- 
ing said  as  much,  they  passed  on. 

The  next  time  they  stopped  considerably 
longer  before  the  "Narcissus"  and  one  said, 
"Granting  that  it  is  all  wrong  for  an  amateur  to 
attempt  the  impossible,  there  is  good  dravving 
there." 

"And  clear  color,"  spoke  another. 

"And  astonishing  vigor,"  added  a  third, 
"someway  I  like  the  audacity  of  it." 

There  was  none  of   the  calm    and   sweetness 


Bet  usually  ielt  stealing  upon  her  at  morning 
chapel.  She  never  heard  the  prayer.  She  was 
fortifying  herself  to  bear  an  overwhelming  dis- 
appointment. She  could  not  have  told  one  word 
of  the  song,  but  she  knew  that  Anne's  clear  note 
was  missing.  So  Anne,  too,  had  given  up  hope 
in  her  behalf. 

It  had  been  three  days  now  since  the  judg- 
ing of  the  pictures  and  no  word  had  come — three 
days,  she  counted  over  dully  to  herself. 

Then  President  Loomis  rose  as  if  to  dismiss 
them,  but  instead  he  said,  gently,  "I  think  Prof. 
Fribaut  has  an  announcement  to  make." 

The  wiry  little  Frenchman  began  before  he 
had  even  mounted  the  platform.  "I  have  ze  hon- 
aire  to  announce  to  you,  young  ladies,  ze  great 
and  distinguished  painters  appointed  to  judge  ze 
pictures  have  awarded  ze  first  place  to  Mees 
Elizabeth  Lombard." 

Bet's  eyes  went  shut.  She  had  an  indistinct 
impression  of  Miss  Moulten  losing  her  dignity 
and  leading  on  in  the  wild  and  frenzied  cheering 
that  broke  loose  and  deepened  into  an  indescrib- 
able roar  of  class  and  college  yells  that  subsided 
only  when  Dr.  Loomis  rose  again  to  make  a 
speech,  every  word  of  which  Anne  remembered 
and  told  over  to  Bet  later  on.  It  was  warm  with 
the  dear  man's  own  delight  and  pride,  and  he 
wound  up  by  saying  they  must  have  a  holiday  in 
which  properly  to  honor  the  occasion  and  that 
they  were  all  to  take  advantage  of  it  for  a  visit 
to  the  Art  Exhibit  to  see  the  picture  which  had 
brought  new  lustre  to  the  fame  of  old  Riverside. 
And  then  he  came  down  and  shook  Bet's  hand 
and  said  some  words  that  caused  her  to  know 
the  sweetness  of  her  success  lay  most  of  all  in 
having  won  her  president's  approbation.  Prof. 
Fribaut  came  next,  in  his  enthusiasm   he   floun- 


2i,D 


College   Greetings. 


dering-  like  a  lost  man  in  a  sea  of  unrecognizable 
Eng-lish,  but  the  joy  spoke  out  for  itselt  and  the 
white  missive  he  left  in  her  hand  was  of  good 
clear  print. 

Miss  Moulten  and  the  girls  had  vanished. 
Bet  met  them  in  the  hall,  but  they  hurried  by 
with  luminous  faces,  their  arms  full  of  flags 
and  bunting-.  They  were  too  busy  celebrating 
the  victory  to  waste  time  on  the  victor. 

She  looked  after  them  with  moist  eyes  and  a 
bwelling  throat.  She  knew  now  something  of 
vs^hat  it  meant  to  win  a  college  honor.  She  felt 
humbled  in  the  presence  of  such  manifestations 
and  rich  in  the  possession  of  such  friends.  She 
wished  her  father  and  mother  could  have  lived  to 
see  this  day.  She  had  a  great  desire  to  share 
her  overflowing  happiness  with  some  one  and  in 
the  flush  of  that  feeling  she  sat  down  and  wrote  a 
long  letter  to  her  uncle  John,  telling  him  every- 
thing about  it,  even  to  the  flags  set  floating  to 
the  breeze  from  every  available  point  on  River- 
side's grey  front.  She  felt  particularly  tender 
toward  the  hard-fisted  old  farmer  who  had  never 
shown  much  inclination  to  make  her  hard,  path 
smoother. 

The  letter  finished,  she  suddenly  recollected 
the  note  Prof.  Fribaut  had  handed  her.  She 
read  it  twice  over  and  when  Anne  came  in  she 
held  it  up  for  her  to  see.  It  was  an  invitation  to 
the  Art  Club'dinner.  Anne  knew  all  about  those 
famous  dinners  where  the  notables  in  music,  art 
and  letters  were  all  to  be  seen  and  heard  at  their 
cleverest  and  best. 

"Oh,  Bet!"  she  cried,  joyfully,  "this  is  the 
very  best  of  all.  My,  but  aren't  you  grand?  And 
what  are  you  going-  to  wear?" 

Bet  pointed  an  expressive  finger  toward  the 
bed  and  Anne  saw  that  it  was  strewn  with  the 
entire  contents  of  Bet's  trunk.  Her  eyes  ran  dis- 
couragingly  over  the  bed.  She  knew  every  single 
article  in  Bet's  wardrobe,  but  she  seated  herself 
aloft  on  the  trunk  for  a  strict  inventory 

"This  won't  do,"  she  began,  spurning  with 
her  foot  an  old  fashioned  sprigged  challie.  "And 
this  white  has  a  darned  place.  Oh,  Bet,  can't 
you  have  a  new  frock?" 

"No,"  and  Bet's  lips  closed  with  decision. 
"I'll  barely  get  home  as  it  is,  and  I  have'nt  a 
penny  to  spare  on  extras." 

Anne  knew  it  was  useless  to  say  more,  and 
she  fell  to  studying  the  possibilities  in  a  white 
victoria  lawn  with  last  summer's  sleeves  and  a 
zigzag  darn  in  the  back  breadth. 


"I  suppose  it's  got  to  be  this,"  she  said.  "I 
wish  I  could  touch  a  match  to  the  old  thing- 
though." 

Bet  laughed,  not  very  joyouslv,  either,  for 
she  had  all  a  girl's  yearning  for  the  fit  and  the 
beautiful  in  clothes. 

Anne  was  preoccupied  all  the  way  down 
town.  She  was  wondering  what  could  be  done 
in  the  way  of  furbishing  up  that  dowdy  old  white 
lawn. 

The  capacious  Art  Association  building  was 
in  the  pleasant  ferment  of  varnishing  day.  Grave 
art  critics  were  there,  but  the  throngs  of  beauti- 
fully gowned  women  and  little  chattering  groups 
on  the  divans  lent  it  the  lively  character  of  an 
afternoon  tea  in  the  full  flow  of  conviviality. 
The  bevy  of  Riverside  girls  streamed  along  with 
the  procession,  moving  past  the  pictures. 

The  "Narcissus"  was  hung  where  the  light 
struck  it  most  favorably.  The  arch  face  of  Anne 
looked  down  with  a  hint  of  light  laughter,  as  if 
she  cared  nothing  at  all  for  the  buzzing  com- 
ments of  the  passers-by  to  which  the  real  Anne 
was  listening  with  the  liveliest  interest. 

A  particularly  jolly  group  went  by  and  one 
of  them  inadverteutlv  brushed  against  Anne  and 
in  turning  to  beg  her  pardon  she  found  herself 
face  to  face  with  John  Archer. 

"Why,  Anne  Gifford,"  he  cried  with  more 
warmth  than  the  chance  meeting  seemed  to  war- 
rant. "I  declare  I  don't  know  which  one  of  you 
to  shake  hands  with,"  and  his  glance  went  up- 
ward to  the  girl  in  the  butterfly  gown. 

"It  is  not  a  bit  like  me,"  said  Anne  under 
her  breath  as  they  strolled  to  a  quiet  corner. 

"Not  good  looking  enough,  hey?" 

"It  is  not  that,"  she  said,  a  trifle  disdainful- 
ly. "I  dont-know  how  to  put  it  into  words,  but 
I  feel  like  Bet  has  left  out  a  part  of  me  and  not 
done  me  quite  justice,  either.  There's  no  seri- 
ousness in  that  creature  of  air  and  sunshine, 
now,  is  there?" 

"Not  a  suspicion  of  seriousness,"  he  answer- 
ed, smiling  so  broadly  that  Anne  gave  up  trying 
to  explain  herself  and  turned  it  off  by  saying, 
lightly,  "If  you  think  I'm  never  serious,  come 
over  some  Tuesday  morning  when  I'm  taking-  my 
violin  lesson  and  Herr  Greulich  storms  at  me." 

"That  reminds  me,"  exclaimed  John  Archer, 
"of  what  I've  been  sent  out  to  do  this  afternoon. 
I  declare  it  I  hadn't  forgotton  everything  about 
it.  The  Mater  has  a  big-blow  out  on  her  hands 
for   Thursday  night.     It  is  to  be   a   gypsy   fete. 


College  Greetings. 


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and  I'm  commissioned  to  g;et  her  a  real  Bohemian 
to  furnish  the  out — of — door  music.  Do  you  sup- 
pose one  is  to  be  hired  in  tliis  city?" 

"I  dont  know,"  said  Anne,  tliouglitfully. 
"They  don't  play  well,  you  know  that,  I  sup- 
pose at  least  they  are  almost  invariably  self- 
taught.  Why  don't  you  g'et  some  one  who  can 
give  you  Hungarian  music — the  real  thing" — and 
let  them  make  up  for  the  part.  Anybody  could 
do  that.  Why  I  could  do  it  myself,  Jack!" — her 
eyes  shown  like  twin  stars  as  an  idea  occurred 
to  her — "hire  me." 

"You  don't  mean  it,"  he  said. 

"I  do  mean  it,  Jack  Archer."  and  she  added 
energy  to  lier  assrtion  by  a  little  impatient 
stamp  of  her  foot.  "I  want  some  money.  I 
want  it  more  than  1  ever  wanted  anything-  in  my 
life  before,  for — well,  no  matter  what — it's  all 
right,  though,  and  you  would  say  so  if  you  knew 
what  I  mean  to  do  with  it." 

She  looked  serious  and  sweet  and  so  deeply, 
persuasively  in  earnest  that  he  said.  "All  right, 
I'll  fix  it  up  with  mother,  or  is  she  to  suppose 
you  are  a  mere  Bohemian." 

"Let  her  know  who  I  am,  of  course,"  and 
Anne  said  it  in  a  way  that  caused  the  young  fel- 
low to  offer  a  hasty  apology  for  he  hardly  knew 
what. 

"An  invitation  will  be  mailed  you  tonight,' 
he  said,  "and  I  shall  come  for  you  myself.  There 
is  Loomis,  now.  I  wonder  if  I  hadn't  better  ask 
him  if  you  may  go?" 

Anne  nodded  and  he  was  off  to  where  the 
fine  strong  head  of  the  president  was  raised  in 
contemplation  of  the  picture  which  was  of  su- 
preme interest  to  the  college  world  just  then. 

"Yes,  it's  all  rig'lit,"  Jack  Archer  came  back 
a  moment  later  to  say,  "and  now,  Esmeralda,  we 
may  as  well  settle  the  small  matter  of  the  in- 
demnity. The  mater  said  I  was  to  offer  this," 
and  he  pressed  what  Anne  saw  to  be  five  ten  dol- 
lar bills  into  her  hand,  feeling  that  it  was  an  ex- 
tremely awkward  thing  to  do,  but  when  he  saw 
the  transformation  in  Anne's  face  it  startled, 
him.  It  was  positively  luminous  with  joy. 
®      ®       ® 

THE  FORCING  SYSTEM  IN    EDU- 
CATION. 


[Paper  presented  before  the  Ladies"   Education 
Society  of  Jacksonville.] 


HE  rhymes  learned   in   childhood  are  often 
insistently  suggestive  to  the  moralizer.    One 
such  rhyme  beset  me  yesterday.     I  found  it 
dodging  at  me  from  every  corner.     When  I  learned^ 


it,  I  little   thought  that  as  a  faithful  PegaSns,  it 
would  carry  me  before  this  worthy  society. 
"Robert  and  William  were  very  fine  men; 
They  lay  abed  till  the  clock  struck  ten; 
Then  Robert  got  up;  said,  'The  son's  very  high; 
The  pig's  in  the  pasture;  the  cow's  in  the  sty.'" 

This  never  seemed  right  to  me  as  a  child; 
how  could  really  fine  men  sleep  so  late  in  the 
morning  to  the  utter  neglect  of  both  cow  and 
pig?  I  understand  it  better  now,  for  I  must  ac- 
knowledge that  I  have  often  been  William  my- 
self, and  if  you  will  allow  the  frankness,  you 
have  probably  to  some  degree,  and  in  some  par- 
ticulars, been  Robert.  You  must  see  that  it  is 
very  magnanimous  in  me  to  let  you  be  the  honor- 
able Robert  who  got  up  first,  and  so  first  discov- 
ered the  hopeless  mix-up  in  the  live  stock. 

One  need  not  bewail  the  conditions  of  our 
schools  or  feel  that  evils  cannot  be  remedied. 
Ten  o'clock  was  all  too  late  to  start,  but  we  are 
bound  to  believe  that  Robert,  with  the  tardy  as- 
sistance of  William,  took  the  cow  back  to  pasture 
and  as  logically  drove  the  pig  to  the  sty. 

You  have  been  dealing  as  a  society  and  as 
individuals  with  many  educational  problems. 
Has  the  question  of  forcing-  pupils  through  our 
crowded  courses  been  met  and  settled  to  your 
satisfaction?     I  think  not. 

First:  What  are  the  schools  supposed  to  do 
for  pupils?  We  are  dealing  with  life,  not  talents; 
but  as  truly  here  as  there,  "To  him  that  hath 
shall  be  given."  We  seek  in  education  real  gain, 
increased  worth.  We  believe  that  education,  for 
one  thing,  should  help  the  pupil  to  material 
good.  He  should  come  not  only  to  self-control, 
but  to  a  power  of  control  in  the  affairs  of  men 
and  over  the  forces  of  nature.  He  must  learu  to 
be  master  of  his  own  circumstances;  a  dictator  of 
the  local  environment.  Furthermore,  if  truly 
educated,  he  must  see — and  ver}'  young  children 
can  be  brought  to  see  this — that  his  relation  to 
his  family,  his  neighborhood,  his  nation,  is  a 
moral  relation,  involving- responsibility  to  others, 
and  an  obligation,  all  extensive  and  all  binding, 
to  meet  such  responsibilities  frankly  and  honest- 
ly. He  must  see  things  as  they  are — in  no  per- 
verting light,  and  then  attempt  to  make  them  all 
thtitliis  hopes  and  his  dreams  would  have  them. 
The  school  boy  faces  life  as  a  prophet,  and  at  the 
same  time  as  one  who  compels  the  fulfillment  of 
his  own  prophecy.  The  boy  whose  school  life 
.has  not  aroused  a  growing  sense  of  power  in 
'■^imself  to  accomplish  certain   ends,    recognized 


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College    Greetings. 


as  good,  and  a  corresponding  sense  of  responsi- 
bility and  obligation  in  all  his  relationships  to  his 
God  and  to  his  fellow-men — I  care  not  how  bril- 
liant he  may  be  in  mathematics,  or  how  skilled 
in  the  languages,  is  but  illy  educated  it,  indeed, 
one  may  use  the  word  educated  at  all. 
"Life  means,  be  sure  both  head  and  heart — 
Both  active,  both  complete,  and  both  in  earnest." 

Adequate  education,  it  seems  to  me,  depends 
upon  a  tew  simple  conditions.  The  pupil  must 
be  taught  to  see  things  clearly,  without  bewilder- 
ing hazes;  whether  he  is  working  a  problem  in 
proportion,  or  translating  from  one  language  to 
another,  or  discussing  the  causes  of  the  French 
revolution.  He  must  see  things  clearly.  Then, 
seeing  clearly,  lie  must  judge  them  honestly, 
considering  them  from  an  impartial,  unprejudiced 
standpoint.  Lastly,  he  must  develop  a  will  that 
can  act  upon  such  judgments  whenever  action  is 
demanded.  We  shall  probably  agree  at  once 
that  seeing  clearly,  judging  fairly  and  acting  ac- 
cordingly, are  three  great  elements  of  distinction 
in  the  educated  person. 

But  what  has  this  to  do  with  crowding  and 
forcing  in  our  educational  work?  Do  we  not  see 
that  forcing  is  absolutely  irreconcilable  with 
such  a  type  of  education  as  we  have  agreed  upon — 
and  its  most  subtle  foe?  Under  such  a  system, 
a  child  is  hurried  through  the  common  branches, 
pushed  on  from  grade  to  grade  because  he  hap- 
pens to  learn  easily,  regardless  of  the  fact  that 
he  needs  to  assimilate  his  studies,  not  merely 
svv'allow  tliem.  He  must  grow  by  them  if  he 
would  live,  and  it  takes  time  to  grow. 

Hurried,  careless  work  is  not  disciplinary, 
and  all  who  are  concerned  with  children,  even  all 
grown  up,  people  who  consider  themselves  seri- 
ously, see  the  necessity  of  discipline.  The  trained 
mind,  with  a  few  facts,  is  worth  much  more  than 
the  untrained  mind  with  a  great  number  of  facts. 
There  is  far  more  educational  value  in  one  prob- 
lem worked  out  intelligently  to  its  full  demon- 
stration than  in  a  dozen  merely  approximated, 
2x2  is  4,  and  not  even  one  millioutii  more  or  less. 
Lack  ot  exactness  and  insincerity  in  school  and 
in  all  later  work  arc  bound  to  be  the  results  of 
the  forcing  system. 

A  child  ought  to  be  an  animated  interroga- 
tion point;  he  ought  to  ask  questions,  and  his 
questions  deserve  careful  consideration.  He  is 
getting  materials  upon  which  he  can  b;isc  ju^-' 
ments.  Suppose  he  is  studying  United  StqTO's 
historv.     It  is  much  better  for  him  to  understand 


why  a  certain  plan  failed  in  a  military  campaign 
or  why  the  passage  of  a  certain  act  meant  suc- 
cess to  one  section  of  the  country  and  trouble  to 
another,  than  to  know  any  list  of  names  or  of 
tabulated  facts  that  remain  to  him  but  names 
and  meaningless  facts.  No  personal  researcli 
work  is  possible  in  the  forcing  system.  The  pu- 
pil has  no  time  tor  questions;  the  teacher  no 
chance  for  g'eneral  discussion;  desire  soon  fails. 
And  just  as  surely  will  the  pupil's  judgments  be- 
come mechanical.  There  can  be  no  development 
of  reason.  The  answer  is  the  all-important  item 
in  the  mathematics  of  a  school  so  conducted. 
Pupils  half  grown  in  body  and  but  a  third  grown 
in  mind  are  often  loaded  down  with  studies  quite 
outside  the  sphere  of  their  interests  and  far  be- 
yond their  ability  to  master.  With  thirty  minute 
recitations,  or  less,  they  attempt  all  languages 
(English  excepted)  and  consider  themselves 
versed  in  all  the   'ologies'  of  Webster. 

I  say  'think  themselves  versed,'  and  the 
phrase  leads  to  what  seems  to  me  a  most  impor- 
tant point.  It  is  well  that  every  man  and  every 
woman  realize  his  own  attainment  and  recognize 
his  own  power  to  be  and  to  do.  Hopeful  natures 
are  alwaj^s  the  strong  natures,  but  hopes  must 
be  well  fonnded,  or  they  are  but  mockery.  The 
world  is  real,  and  people  and  things  are  real. 
They  are  what  they  are — some  very  great  and 
good,  some  very  mean — and  it  seems  to  me  wrong 
to  allow  any  growing  child  to  think  he  knows  or 
feels  or  does  that  which  he  does  not  know  or  feel 
Of  do.  It  is  not  honest,  and  it  will  lead  to  dis- 
honesty in  the  pupil.  Moreover,  no  study  can  be 
dignified  in  the  eyes  of  a  pupil  who  crams  or  is 
crowded  from  grade  to  grade.  Now,  studies 
should  be  dignified,  and  not  reg'arded  flippantly. 
The  boy's  mathematics  goes  back  to  the  infancv 
of  races.  His  history  counts  time  by  centuries. 
His  language  is  an  epitome  of  human  life.  Noth- 
ing can  be  trivial,  and  it  is  really  a  great  thinjf 
for  a  boy  or  girl  to  realize,  though  duly  recog^niz- 
ing  his  own  powers,  that  he  or  slie  is  very  little, 
indeed — a  mere  speck  in  a  great  world;  that  hu- 
man life  and  human  endeavor  are  great  subjects; 
that  the  events  of  history  do  not  merely  happen. 

"I   doubt   not   through   the   ages   one  increasing 

purpose  runs. 
And  the  thoughts  ot  men   are   widened  with  the 

process  of  the  suns." 

It  is  better  to  hold  the  world  great  and  one's 
self  little  than  to  think  one's  self  great  and  the 
workl  a  cunningly  devised  toy.  The  forcing  sys- 
tem leads  to  misconceptions  of  self,  and  so  unfits 
for  usefulness.  It  destroys  independence;  it  be- 
littles truth.  "    Ruby  B.  Neville. 


CoLivEQE  Greetings. 


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MISS  MELTON'S  LETTERS. 


We  had  ex-Governor  and  Mrs.  Beveridge,  of 
Illinois  ('72-'76),  with  ns  on  Sunday.  They  both 
knew  Jacksonville  well,  and  Mrs.  B.  had  taken 
special  interest  in  the  state  institutions.  She 
knew  Dr.  Gillett  intimately,  and  spoke  with  spe- 
cial warmth  of  her  reg'ard  tor  him.  Judg-e  Mor- 
rison was  a  particular  friend  of  the  governor's. 
He  also  said  he  had  known  our  relatives  in 
Springfield.  Mrs.  Beveridge  is  a  very  remarka- 
ble woman.  She  is  a  public  speaker:  intimately 
associated  at  times  with  Margaret  Bottome  and 
other  eastern  women  engaged  in  like  work.  She 
said  she  once  met  Dr.  Wm.  McDonald  and  J.  A. 
Wood  at  Dr.  Gillett's,  in  Jacksonville,  and  knew 
them  personally  in  California,  where  Dr.  Wood 
now  lives,  I  believe.  I  know  only  one  other 
woman  who  can  equal  her  as  a  talker,  and  that 
one  Mrs.  Stephen  Baldwin  (our  Dr.  Baldwin's 
wife.)  The  dear  old  governor  is  truly  a  "dear;" 
he  is  nearly  eighty  years  old.  They  are  living 
now  in  Los  Angfeles,  and  are  out  in  the  east  on 
a  pleasure  tour,  accompanied  by  their  son  and 
his  family.  We  expect  them  back  on  the  24th 
inst.  Mrs.  B.  is  a  W.  F.  M.  S.  lady,  and  has 
long  been  interested  in  Miss  Russell.  Then  we 
had  Bishop  and  Mrs.  Galloway  with  us  a  few 
weeks  ago.  I  enjoyed  them  very  much,  indeed; 
the  bishop  is  a  true  southerner;  and  to-da)'  Miss 
Montgomery,  Presbyterian  mission  in  China,  and 
her  home  friend,  Miss  Jourolmon,  of  Tennessee. 
Miss  Montgomery  formerly  lived  in  Quincy,  and 
knew  Uncle  Jim  Singleton's  famil}''  and  the  Mt. 
Sterling  relatives  by  name,  at  least.  I  suppose 
there  is  no  port  in  the  world  where  one  has 
such  opportunities  of  meeting  people  as  in  Nag- 
asaki during  the  last  few  years  since  the  Philip- 
pines were  opened  up.  I  am  constantly  running 
upon  some  acquaintance  or  some  one  of  whojn  I 
have  heard,  or  who  has  heard  of  me. 

The  carpenter  is  at  work  on  my  packing 
boxes.  I  have  four  packed  alread\';  almost  every- 
thing but  my  pictures.  I  had  so  zvanled  to  start 
home  in  December;  but,  if  I  keep  well,  shall  re- 
main on  till  spring.  I  am  not  yet  sure,  but  am 
getting  ready,  and  shall,  anyhow,  ship  my  freight 
in  a  few  months  at  the  farthest,  and  probably 
earlier. 

School  opened  last  week  with  an  attendance 
of  120  to  start  on.  We  shall  get  up  to  200  before 
the  year  closes.     I  am  teaching  all  sorts  of  things; 


whatever  is  most  needed.  In  my  general  Jiistory 
class,  I  have  Japs,  Chinese,  Eurasian,  Russian, 
English  and  American  1  That's  a  positive  fact! 
I  think  I'll  have  their  photos  taken.  The  work 
is  encouraging,  but  slow  always  in  Japan.  The 
people  seem  so  taken  up  and  satisfied  with  them- 
selves, But  persistent  effort  must  and  docs  tell. 
I  so  wish  you  could  see  our  school.  I'm  afraid  I 
can  never  make  it  rea/ to  you.  Oh!  I  can  hardly 
wait  to  get  home.  Just  think!  'tis  five  years 
since  I  left;  five  years  the  26th  of  this  monthi 
The  years  have  been  happy  ones — busy  aud  full 
of  much  that  has  been  new  and  widening-;  and  I 
feel  so  thankful  for  them.  But  how  I  shall  wel- 
come home!  The  new  friends  are  many  and  de- 
lightful, but  I  shall  always  feel  a  warm  regard 
for  the  old  ones,  and  no  others  seem  quite  the 
same. 

Takaki  Hotel,  Anzen,  Japan. 

see 

I  came  up  here  last  ]Monday;  'tis  onh-  a  day's 
trip  by  steamer  and  chair,  and  one  of  Ihe  places 
of  Japan.  But  people  only  come  in  the  summer, 
and  I  have  usually  gone  north  then,  thinking-  I 
could  come  here  an}'  time;  consequently,  I've 
never  gotten  up  before.  Mr.  Peeke,  of  the  Dutch 
Reformed  Missions,  and  Miss  Conover,  a  friend 
of  his  from  New  York,  came  at  the  same  time. 
We  rode  in  jinsikisha  for  an  hour  and  a  half,  as 
far  as  Magi,  then  embarked  in  a  horrid  little  old 
steamer  with  literally  no  accommodations.  Plo 
and  I,  with  the  privileges  afforded  on  first-class 
tickets,  rode  on  the  bridge  until  we  tipped  so  far 
over  from  side  to  side  that  we  were  obliged  to 
come  down  and  stretch  out  on  third-zX's.'s.'s,  benches; 
after  two  hours  we  reached  Obama,  a  seaside  re- 
sort. There  is  a  fine  hotel  there,  and  we  took  a 
room  for  an  hour,  bathed  and  brushed  our  hair, 
and  in  another  hour  were  ready  for  a  three  hours' 
chair  ride  up  several  thousand  feet.  It  was 
splendid!  The  moon  came  out,  bathing  every- 
thing in  a  flood  of  soft,  white  radiance.  Our 
road  wound  round  the  mountain  for  miles.  We 
had  four  men  each,  and  our  chairs  they  carried 
on  bamboo  poles.  We  enjoyed  it  all — that  is, 
most  all — for  about  a  mile  from  our  destination 
the  mists  began  to  g'ather  on  the  distant  peaks, 
and  before  we  knew  it,  a  delug'e  of  rain  poured 
down — p-o-u-r-e-d!  Florence  had  on  a  thin  white 
dress  and  only  a  jacket  extra;  I  was  more  fort- 
unate, having  a  good  kahki  skirt  (tell  Frances) 
and  my  rain  coat;  but  wc  were  both  good  and 
wet,  and  were  ushered  into  the  hotel  hall-way 
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HALLOWE'EN  PARTY. 


The  evening-  of  October  31st  afforded  a  scene 
of  merriment  at  the  coUeg-e,  the  occasion  being-  a 
Hallowe'en  party  given,  this  year,  by  the  fresh- 
men in  honor  of  the  juniors. 

The  reception  room  -was  tastefully  decorated 
in  purple  and  g-old,  the  junior  colors,  while  the 
red  and  white  of  the  freshmen  were  in  evidence 
in  the  chapel.  One  of  the  rooms  at  the  rear  of 
the  chapel  was  used  as  the  refreshment  room; 
the  other  had  an  uncanny  appearance,  being- 
dimly  lig-hted  with  jack-o-lanterns,  and  contain- 
ing a  cornstalk  wigwam,  a  wierd  looking;  ghost, 
and  a  tent  of  mysteries.  In  another  room  was 
the  usual  fortune  teller's  tent,  which  was  sur- 
rounded by  crowds  all  evening.  All  over  the 
halls  were  apples  suspended  on  strings  or  float- 
ing in  tubs,  and  jack-o-lanterns  also  occupied  a 
very  prominent  place  in  the  decorations.  Alto- 
gether, the  Hallowe'en  effect  was  perfect. 

Almost  all  of  the  guests  were  costumed,  and 
the  variety  of  characters  was  unusiiallv  good, 
there  being  representatives  of  almost  every  race, 
class  and  profession. 


Among  the  features  of  amusement  were  In- 
dian dances,  a  performance  by  "The  Nine  Won- 
ders" circus,  and  a  grand  march  by  all.  Refresh- 
ments of  pumpkin  pie,  taffy  and  apples  were 
served  in  the  refreshment  room. 

On  the  whole,  the  freshmen,  with  their  cla«s 
officer,  Miss  McDowell,  proved  themselves  adepts 
both  in  decorating  and  entertaining-. 
see 

THE  JUNIORS  ENTERTAIN. 


There  must  be  some  poetic  spirit  in  the  jun- 
ior class;  at  least,  the  seniors  think  so;  in  fact, 
they  know  so,  as  they  have  in  their  possession 
an  invitation  which  is  proof  ot  the  tact.  Its  lines 
certainly  indicate  that  some  bright  junior  has 
been  inspired. 

Great  rejoicing  prevailed  among  the  seniors 
when  they  found  the  juniors  were  to  take  thesi, 
alas!  where?  No  one  seemed  to  know.  F'or  a 
whole  week  the  seniors  experienced  the  most 
dreadful  suspense.  The  old  saying-,  "Half  our 
enjoyment  comes  from  anticipation,"  made  a  deep 
impression  on  the  seniors  those  days.  But,  as 
the  darkest  mystery  must  some  time  come  to 
light,  so  t'::s  one  was  solved.  After  a  delightful 
little  ride  on  the  train,  the  joyful  party  soon 
found  t!iemselves  visitors  in  the  little  town  of 
Markham.  The  juniors,  with  the  assistance  of 
Dr.  Harker  and  Miss  Austin,  safely  conducted  us 
to  our  destination,  which  was  no  other  than  Lib- 
erty school  house.  And,  oh!  what  fun  we  had — 
the  juniors  and  seniors.  Wanderings  about  the 
adjoining  country,  various  g-ames  and  amuse- 
ments, made  the  afternoon  pass  away  only  too 
quickly,  Finally  evening  came,  and  with  it 
'wolves'  appetites;"  but  no  need  of  worry  on  this 
point,  as  the  juniors  had  provided  a  most  excel- 
lent supper.  Jack-o-lanterns,  leaves,  cornstalks 
and  the  senior  colors  adorned  the  little  school 
house,  thus  making-  it  the  more  attractive. 

Nine  o'clock  found  the  merry  party  swiftly 
speeding  homeward,  with  a  recollection  of  one  of 
the  most  enjoyable  outings  ever  experienced. 

Three  cheers  for  the  juniors   and   their  class 

officer! 

see 

ATHLETICS. 

The  Athletic  Association  is  a  very  prominent 
feature  of  the  colleg'e  this  j'ear.  Never  before 
has  such  an    interested    spirit    been    manifested. 


College  Greetings. 


1/^" 


The  g'ames  are  well  attended,  and  tlie  players 
are  inspired  with  the  interest  of  tliose  looking  on. 

The  Athletic  Association  had  its  first  meet- 
ing- October  22d,  and  elected  oflScers  for  the  places 
vacant.  Delia  Stevens  was  made  president,  and 
Annie  White  treasurer. 

The  second  meeting  was  held  November  12th. 
Miss  Sonneman  was  made  vice  president,  and 
Miss  Davis  sergeant  at  arms.  Permanent  cap- 
tains for  the  Yale  and  Harvard  teams  were 
chosen — for  the  former,  Miss  Read;  for  the  latter, 
Miss  Stevens. 

It  was  necessary  for  all  who  wished  to  belong 
to  the  association  to  join  before  the  first  of  No- 
vember, and  that  fact  leaves  from  our  roll  many 
who  are  very  anxious  to  become  members.  How- 
ever, another  chance  will  be  open  to  them  during- 
the  second  term.  We  now  have  a  membership  of 
seventy  (70.) 

There  have  been  four  games  of  basket  ball 
this  year.  The  first,  October  15,  Harvard  vs. 
Yale,  the  score  8  to  0  in  favor  of  Harvard.  The 
second  game  was  played  October  22,  Harvard  vs. 
Yale,  the  score  being  9  to  0  in  favor  of  Yale.  The 
the  third  game  October  29th,  Blanch  Sonneman 
and  Mabel  Harry  as  captains,  the  score  being  5 
to  4  in  favor  of  Miss  Sonneman.  October  12th, 
Fern  Stubblefield  and  Edna  Starky  as  captains, 
the  score  14  to  2  in  favor  of  Miss  Stubblefield. 
Other  games  have  been  arranged  for,  but  on 
account  of  bad  weather  were  postponed.  An  in- 
teresting plan  has  been  adopted  for  the  tennis 
tournaments.  There  will  be  two  teams,  four  on 
each  team.  The  four  on  each  team  will  contest, 
and  the  winner  of  one  team  will  play  the  winners 
on  the  other  team,  and  thus  establish  a  cham- 
pionship. 

The  athletic  girls  have  an  advantage  over 
the  other  girls  in  attending  games  in  the  city. 
They  have  already  attended  two  basket  ball 
games — the  Deaf  and  Dumb  and  High  School. 

The  g-irls  hope  to  do  much  this  year  in  the 
athletic  line,  and  they  surely  will,  for  the  pros- 
pects were  never  brighter. 

OFFICERS. 

Delia  Stevens,  president. 

Edith  Plowman,  first  vice  president. 

Blanch  Sonneman,  second  vice  president. 

Edna  Starky,  secretary. 

Annie  White,  treasurer. 

Edith  Davis,  sergeant  at  arms. 

Edna  Read,  reporter. 


ELOCUTION  NOTES. 

The  new  Elocution  Hall  is  fairly  open  now 
for  both  work  and  visits.  We  expect  it  will  pre- 
sent a  most  inviting  appearance  when  the  fur- 
nishings are  completed. 

The  entertainment  given  Saturday  evening, 
November  8tli,  was  quite  a  success,  both  from  an 
artistic  and  a  financial  point  of  view.  Miss 
Cole's  reading  presented  a  unique  picture  of  do- 
mestic life  among  the  colored  people,  and  the 
characters  were  well  rendered,  as  the  applause 
at  the  close  attested. 

The  farce  was  "funny,"  as  all  of  Howell's 
farces  are.  The  parts  seemed  all  to  be  well 
chosen,  for  the  finished  interpretation  was  good 
throughout.     Below  is  the  program: 

READING. 

"The  Gentleman  of  the  Plush 

Rocker"         -         -         -       Ruth  McStuart 
Miss  Cole. 

FARCE. 

■■The  Letter  of  Introduction." 

W.  D.  Howells. 

Scene:     A  library  in  a  Boston  flat. 

CHARACTERS. 

Mr.  Roberts  (literary  man")  -  Etna  Stivers 
Mr.  Campbell  (practical  joker)  -  Ethel  Wylder 
Mr.  Westgate  (an  Englishman)  -  Sara  Davis 
Mrs.  Roberts  -  -  -  Lillian  McCullough 
Mrs.  Campbell  -  -  -  Edith  Plowman 
Bella Alma  Booth 

Six  attractive  posters  were  made  for  the  play 
by  young  ladies  of  the  art  department — Misses 
Lyon,  Charles,  Paswalters,  Harker,  Pierson  and 
Scott — and  their  work  was  greatly  appreciated 
by  the  elocution  girls. 

Q  $  ^ 

COLLEGE  OF  MUSIC. 

The  first  pupils'  recital  of  the  year  was  a 
private  one,  Thursday,  October  28th.  The  large 
number  present  made  one  realize,  to  some  extent, 
how  the  College  of  Music  is  growing.  The  total 
enrollment  now  is  about  160. 

The  Glee  Club  has  been  organized  again 
with  Miss  Kreider  as  director.  Officers  have 
been  elected,  and  every  one  seems  ready  for  a 
good  year's  work.  There  are  24  girls  in  the  club 
this  year. 

A  second  private  recital  was  held  November 
6th. 


II 


COLIvEOE     GREETINOS. 


The  students  of  the  CoUeg-e  of  Music  were 
especially  fortunate  this  mouth  in  hearing;  Emil 
Liebling;,  who  gave  a  lecture  and  concert  in  Grace 
church  Monday,  November  3d.  Monday  morn- 
ing', in  Mr.  Stead's  studio,  he  gave  an  informal 
talk  to  a  number  of  Mr.  Stead's  advanced  pupils, 
which  was  especially  helpful.  The  lecture  in  the 
afternoon  was  on  "Piano  Study,"  and  was  ex- 
ceedingly interesting-  and  helpful  to  music  pupils. 
He  also  played  several  numbers,  which  were  thor- 
oughly enjoyed.  There  was  a  larg-e  attendance 
at  the  concert  in  the  evening.  When  one  noticed 
the  long  procession  of  college  girls,  it  was  not 
surprising  that  a  philosophical  looking  old  gen- 
tleman, who  was  evidently  a  stranger  in  Jackson- 
ville, was  heard  to  remark,  "What  a  perfect 
stream  of  humanity!  migrating  they  know  not 
whither!  and  most  of  them  vjomcn,  too!" 

The  College  has  purchased  eight  new  pianos 
since  the  term  opened,  and  yet  there  are  no  vacant 
practice  divisions.  The  music  hall  is  a  busy  place 
from  8  in  the  morning-  until  9  at  night. 

Good  work  is  being  done  on  the  clavier  this 
term.  For  a  while  the  constant  ticking  of  the 
metronomes  caused  many  a  curious  gaze  in  the 
wrong  direction,  but  now  it  has  become  an  old 
story. 

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SOCIETY  NOTES. 


The  Phi  Nu  society  is  unusually  prosperous 
this  year.  At  each  meeting,  they  welcome  many 
new  and  worthy  members,  who  will  aid  much  in 
strengthening  the  character  of  the  society.  It  is 
the  earnest  desire  among  the  members  to  make 
the  society  work  of  a  very  high  standard,  judging 
from  the  work  and  the  programs  which  have  been 
given  this  fall. 

At  the  last  meeting,  the  society  was  especially 
fortunate  in  having-  with  them  Miss  Kreider,  a 
former  member  of  Phi  Nu,  who  gave  a  very  in- 
teresting and  instructive  talk  on  her  trip  abroad 
this  summer.  Her  talk  was  made  all  the  more 
enjoyable  by  passing  among  the  members  a  great 
many  views  of  the  interesting-  places  she  visited. 
She  gave  several  views  to  the  society  for  the  new 
room.  This  kindness  was  especially  appreciated, 
as  the  members  are  trying  hard  to  get  the  new 
room  furnished. 

There  is  a  great  deal  of  enthusiasm  in  the 
society,  and  we  expect  soon  to  have  things  com- 
fortably arranged  and  ready  for  earnest  work. 


SOPHOMORE  CLASS. 

The  sophomores  of  the  Woman's  College  met 
early  in  the  school  year  and  effected  their  class 
organization.     The  officers  elected  were: 

Golden  Berryman,  president. 

Alice  Wadsworth,  vice  president. 

Grace  Engles,  secretary. 

Anna  Marshall,  treasurer. 

Lena  Yarnell  was  appointed  reporter  to  the 
Greetings. 

The  class  roll  numbers  28,  all  but  five  being 
girls  that  live  in  the  building. 

The  senior  class  invited  the  sophomore  class 
out  for  the  hours  3  to  7  o\\  Saturdav.  October 
19th.  This  was  the  first  of  the  class  entertain- 
ments, and  was  highly  enjo3'ed  by  the  members 
of  both  classes  and  several  invited  g-uests.  The 
girls  were  first  given  a  trolley  ride  out  to  the 
Country  club  and  then  given  all  privileges  of  the 
grounds.  Golf  clubs  were  provided  for  those  who 
wished  to  play;  others  joined  in  games,  and  all 
enjoyed  themselves  verv'  much.  A  very  nice 
luncheon  was  served  in  true  picnic  style,  and  the 
return  ride  closed  one  of  the  most  enjoyable  af- 
fairs extended  to  the  sophomore  class,  and  the 
seniors  were  voted  royal  entertainers. 

On  November  5th,  the  class  held  their  first 
class  social.  Refreshments  were  served  by  the 
entertainment  committee.  These  informal  gath- 
erings are  a  pleasure  to  the  class. 


NOTES. 


Miss  Patterson  spent  Sunday,  October  2Sth, 
with  Miss  Knopf,  at  the  latter's  home  in  Cliicag-o. 

Misses  Tart  and  Work  spent  a  recent  Sun- 
day at  Miss  Work's  home  in  Beardstowu. 

The  annual  alumnae  reception,  held  in  the 
College  parlors  the  first  of  November,  was  large- 
ly attended  and  greatly  enjoyed. 

Both  literary  societies  are  now  holding  meet- 
ings in  the  new  society  halls. 

Dora  Burnett,  a  former  student  of  I.  W. 
C,  visited  her  cousin,  Emma  Burnett,  a  week 
ag-o. 

Miss  Cole  visited  over  Sunday,  October  26tli. 
in  Spring-field,  the  guest  of  Mrs.  Alice  McElrov 
Griffith,  class  of  '52. 


COLivEOE  Greetings. 


ly? 


Some  15  young"  ladies,  and  Miss  Austin  at- 
tended the  state  Y.  W.  C.  A.  convention  held  at 
Champaign  a  week  ago. 

Amanda  Loose,  one  of  the  girls  of  1900-1901, 
visited  Elizabeth  Harker  a  week  since  and  re- 
newed old  acquaintances. 

Jennie  Loose,  of  Tuscola,  spent  a  Sunday 
recently  with  friends  in  the  College.  She  leaves 
soon  for  California. 

Miss  Cole  and  Miss  Knopf  visited  in  Waverly 
over  Sunda\',  November  2d,  g'uests  of  Mabel  Cur- 
tis, '01. 

Miss  Urla  Rottgx-r.  '01,  who  has  been  study- 
ing voice  in  Chicago  the  past  year,  gave  a  most 
delightful  song'  recital  at  the  Christian  church, 
November  Hth.  It  was  one  of  the  most  artistic- 
ally rendered  prog^rams  ever  given  here.  Miss 
Bruner,  soprano;  Miss  Long,  violin,  and  Prof. 
Stead,  organ,  assisted.  Miss  Kreider  acted  as 
accompanist. 

Miss  Hedwig  Wildi.  '01,  of  Highland,  111., 
was  a  guest  of  Miss  Austin  for  several  days  the 
first  of  the  month. 

Among  those  who  took  advantage  of  the 
Chicago  excursion,  October  25th,  were  Misses 
Knopf,  Patterson,  Stuart,  Williamson,  Long  and 
Bruner,  of  the' faculty,  and  the  students — Misses 
Sonneman,  Mills,  Ball,  Reed,  Berryman,  Jessie 
Bullard,  Emma  Bullard,  Olive  Mathis. 

QUO 

(Continued  from  page  5.) 
before  an  admiring  (?)  crowd — victims  to  the 
proverbial  breeze  shower!  There  are  three  ho- 
tels here:  we  like  ours  best;  each  room  has  a 
separate  bath,  and  'tis  very  quiet,  and  the  peo- 
ple are  congenial  and  nice.  The  famous  hot 
springs — sulphur — are  all  about  us.  I  should 
think  it  would  be  a  fine  place  for  neuralgia,  for 
this  morning-  I  passed  a  place  where  the  water 
ill u'/cd  up  all  about,  and  I  dipped  my  handkerchief 
in  and  'twas  boiling-  hot!  You  stick  your  um- 
brella in  the  ground  most  anywhere,  and  hot 
water  spouts  up.  In  many  places  the  stream  is 
thrown  twenty  feet  in  the  air. 

This  morning-,  in  company  with,  the  Rev. 
Coultas  (Church  of  England),  we  went  over  to 
the  "Glen,"  where  two  Nagasaki  families  (Dutch 
Reformed  Mission)  have  summer  cottages.  Miss 
Conover  is  stopping  there.  She  was  a  bit  home- 
sick. I've  had  the  malady  in  all  of  its  stages,  so 
I  think  I  can  detect    the    symptoms.     She    has    a 


very  fine  position  in  New  York  City,  and  is  out 
here  with  old  friends  for  a  year's  rest  and  vaca- 
tion. 

We  had  some  delicious  peaches  for  tiffin  to- 
day— the  first  fruit  I  have  dared  to  eat  for  some 
weeks.  You  know  there  has  been  some  cholera 
in  Nag'asaki:  it  has  been  declared  a-n  infected 
port,  and  while  we  have  not  been  at  all  uneas}', 
still  we  have  guarded  our  tables  and  prohibited 
all  fruits  and  vegetables  and  fish  from  coming  to 
the  house.  Here  we  have  fresh  mountain  fish 
daily. 

Saturday  we  are  leaving  for  Obama,  and  on 
Monday  expect  to  return  home  via  Isabaya  in  a 
fasha  (carriage!)  I'll  write  you  all  about  the 
ride  later. 

I'm  writing  this  letter  in  a  steamer  chair — in 
a  position  not  exactly  conducive  to  regular  hiero- 
glyphics! 

Thursday  night,  9  o'clock.  —  We  had  such  a 
funny  time  to-uight!  Extra  guests  came  in,  and 
the  proprietor  asked  Madam  Marix,  a  French 
lady  from  Nagasaki,  to  sit  at  our  table.  Some 
one  had  seen  a  bear  during  the  day  in  the  hills, 
and  madam  didn't  quite  understand  what  "bear" 
meant,  and  I  didn't  know  the  French  word.  Well, 
we  carried  on,  trying  to  tell  her,  and  she  gestic- 
ulated till  we  roared  and  got  the  whole  room 
laughing.  I  was  seized  with  one  of  my  old 
school-room  fits  of  giggling.  Next  to  us  sat  a 
Parsee  g'entlemau,  facing-  me,  and  he  simply  ex- 
ploded; he  knew  the  joke.  Madam  would  say, 
"Ye-es,  3'e-es,  top  of  hill — very  line  view;  ye-es, 
line  view!" 

"No,  madam;   it  was  a  b-e-a-r." 

"Yes,  ye-es;  tine  view,  that;  be-au-ti-ful!" 

We  have  taken  two  lovely  walks  to-day.  This 
is  a  charming-  place!  I  never  dreamed  it  could  be 
so  beautiful!  Oh!  Japan  is  lovely!  We  are  only 
here  tor  a  week,  and  have  come  in  the  fish  sea- 
son; not  any  rain  since  the  first  night  of  our  ar- 
rival. 

Mamie. 


CHAPEL  ECHOES. 

W.  II.  Reed,  (if  British  Columbia,  was  pres- 
ent at  chai)el  one  morning-  recently,  and  greeted 
the  students  with  a  bright  little  talk.  Mr.  Reed 
was  associated  with  the  early  history  of  the  Col- 
Icg-e  as  financial  ag-ent  and  has  many  interest- 
in"-  memories. 


^^^ 


COLLKGE     GREETINOS. 


Mrs.  Dr.  Oldham,  of  Chicago,  a  returned 
missionary  from  India,  gave  a  stirring-  address 
on  the  afternoon  of  Wednesday,  October  29th. 
She  told  of  the  founding  of  the  Singapore  school 
by  herself  and  Dr.  Oldham,  who  is  now  mission- 
ary secretary  of  the  Methodist  church.  Her  talk 
was  an  exceedingly  interesting  and  instructive 
review  of  the  noble  work  done  in  that  institution 
in  India. 

Mrs.  Coleman,  the  state  secretary  of  the  Y. 
W.  C,  A.,  visited  the  College  November  8th  in 
the  interest  of  the  annual  convention,  and  gave  a 
short  but  enthusiastic  talk  in  morning  chapel. 

Tuesday  morning,  November  18th,  Amy 
Facbt,  the  president  of  our  College  Y.  W.  C.  A., 
gave  a  general  report  to  the  young  ladies  in 
morning-  chapel  of  the  great  meeting  at  Cham- 
paign the  week  before.  It  was  a  pleasure  and 
an  inspiration  to  those  who  had  remained  at 
home  to  hear  of  the  heart  interest  manifested  by 
the  student  force  of  the  state  in  that  gathering 
together  of  young  men  and  women  who  are 
actively  at  work  to  help  the  coming  of  the  King- 
dom upoii  earth.  Our  Y.  W.  C.  A.  is  a  large 
membership  of  earnest,  enthusiastic  and  helpful 
girls,  who  are  trying  to  live  cheerful,  practical 
Christian  lives. 

see 

WEDDING  BELLS. 


ALUMNAE. 


Lillian  Campbell,  of  Murdock,  111.,  a  student 
tor  two  years  at  I.  W.  C,  was  married  November 
13th  to  James  G.  Dinwiddle,  of  Jacksonville. 
They  will  be  at  home,  236  Park  street,  after  De- 
cember 1st. 

ess 

PENCIL  AND  BRUSH. 

The  "best  people"  are  working  very  hard 
preparing  for  the  Christmas  exhibition  to  be 
given  in  three  weeks.  The  new  china  kiln  is  in 
working  shape  now,  and  the  amount  of  china  on 
hand  to  be  decorated  tor  Christmas  presents  be- 
speaks for  the  kiln  a  violation  of  the  "Union" 
mills,  for  it  will  certainly  be  compelled  to  work 
over  hours. 

Art  Teacher — "Miss  X,  please  to  adjust  your 
plumb-line." 

Miss  X — '  'My  ■plunib=line!     Where  is  it?" 
Miss  A — "Mine  is  over  there  on  the  floor." 
Miss  X— "On  the  floor?     Why,    I   don't   see 
V&Q  ;phim!" 


Wednesday  evening,  Nbvember  26th,  a  pretty 
home  wedding  near  Pisgali  united  Daisy  Alice 
Rawliugs,  of  the  class  of  1900,  and  Edwin  Leroy 
Stimpson  for  life.  A  number  of  the  bride's  old 
college  friends  participated  in  the  happy  event. 
The  future  home  of  the  couple  will  be  DeGraff, 
Kan. 

Ida  Evelyn  Hamilton,  of  '94,  was  married 
October  29tli  tc>  Orvey  Williamson,  of  Barry, 
wliich  place  will  be  their  home. 

Cards  were  received  late  last  month  an- 
nouncing a  double  wedding  at  the  home  of  Rev. 
and  Mrs.  A.  M.  Danely,  Champaign,  111.  The 
brides  were  Nellie  Cole  Danely,  '94,  who  was 
united  to  Albert  Sidney  Brooker,  editor  of  one  of 
the  Quincy  papers,  and  her  sister,  Emma  Ade- 
laide, who  became  Mrs.  Joseph  William  Royer. 
The  home  of  the  latter  is  to  be  Urbana,  111. 

A  telegram  was  received  on  the  28th  by  rel- 
atives in  the  city  announcing  the  sad  death  of 
Mrs.  Mattie  Laning  Smith,  '90,  in  Colorado, 
where  she  had  gone  a  few  months  before  for  the 
benefit  of  her  health.  She  leaves  one  little 
daughter,  three  years  of  age. 

Elsie  Layman.  '99,  writes  interestingly  of 
her  music  study  in  Berlin.  A  few  weeks  ago,  at 
a  reception  given  at  the  American  ambassador's 
home,  she  chanced  to  find  Bertha  Reed,  '95, 
among  the  guests,  and  a  joyiul  meeting  it  proved 
for  both  of  the  sojourners  in  this  far  country. 

Mrs.  Aline  Stevens  Davenport.  '91,  has  the 
sympathy  of  all  in  the  death  of  her  husband, 
November  23d.  She,  with  one  little  daughter,  is 
left  to  mourn  his  loss. 

Students  of  several  years  back  will  be  inter- 
ested in  the  announcement  of  the  marriage  of 
Edna  McFadden  to  Dr.  Emil  Richard  Zanglein, 
November  25tli,  of  Streator,  111. 

Mrs.  Bertha  Wilson  Harding  '88  is  at  home 
in  Denver,  from  a  long  trip  to  Old  Mexico. 

Mrs.  Katherine  Short  Walker  '76  has  been 
visiting  her  sister  Mrs.  Male  Short  Wadswortli 
in  the  east  and  on  her  return  trip  stopped  for  a 
few  days  with  her  old  friend  Miss  Alger,  at  one 
time  a  music  teacher  in  the  College.  Miss  Alger 
is  now  teachin<r  at  a  normal  school  in  New  York. 


x/o 


I  COLLEGE  GREETINGS  \ 


VOL.  VI. 


JACKSONVILLE,   ILL,   DECEMBER,    1902. 


NO.   3 


THK  DISTRICT  SCHOOL  AS  IT  IS 

BY  PYX 


GRINDING    IN    THE    PRISON    HOUSE — PART    I. 

^^  AMPSON,  poor,  splendid  fellow!  What 
1  ^  an  athletic  hero  he  would  have  been 
(^^y^~*^  if  he  had  been  a  college  man!  Car- 
rying- off  the  g-ates  of  Gaza  for  a 
Hallow-e'en  joke,  and  choking  a  lion  to  death  for 
pastime!  What  a  foot  ball  man  he  would  have 
made!  He  had  the  strength  and  the  hair  and 
the  knack  of  winning  the  admiration  of  all  the 
beauties  of  his  day. 

But  when  they  cut  off  the  seven  fated  locks, 
then  he  became  only  a  slave,  "grinding  in  the 
prison  house."  Now,  I  never  did  any  remarka- 
ble deeds  of  strength.  The  place  where  my  ex- 
perience touches  Sampson's  is  in  -'grinding  in 
the  prison  house." 

Every  morning  I  turn  the  key  in  the  school 
house  door,  knowing-  that  I  must  grind  through 
twenty-four  recitations  before  I  may  be  free.  I 
must  direct  the  "thinking  processes"  of  thirty- 
five  busy  brains  for  the  next  seven  hours.  I  have 
simply  rented  my  head  to  district  number  12  for 
five  days  of  the  week. 

The  big  boys  are  playing  "catch,"  and  the 
little  boys  are  admiring  them.  The  big  girls 
are  playing  "two  old  cat,"  and  the  little  girls  are 
up  at  work  in  the  "play  house."  I  am  pretend- 
ing to  read  "Lazarre,"  but  in  truth  I  am  listen- 
ing to  the  everlasting  tinkle,  tinkle  of  many 
pianos  away  up  near  the  roof  of  a  big  building 
that  somehow  has  replaced  the  little  white  school 
house.  I  am  walking  down  the  long  halls  with 
a  brisk  breeze  blowing  the  hair  all  about  my 
eyes.  No,  no;  not  that  door!  This  one  is  hers. 
She  is  inside  at  the  piano.  What's  that?  Who's 
that  screaming?  The  big  building  vanishes,  and 
I  am  on  the  play  ground  at   No.    12   listening-   to 


many  excited  voices,  all  trying  to  tell  me  that 
little  "Ed'ard"  is  hurt.  There  is  a  huge  bump 
above  his  eyes,  from  which  a  tiny  red  stream  is 
slowly  trickling  down  the  dirty  little  face.  The 
children  crowd  around  and  explain  how  they 
didn't  see  him,  and  the  ball  bat  somehow  hit 
him.  I  send  one  member  of  the  sympathetically 
noisy  crowd  for  a  camphor  bottle  and  another 
with  the  rusty  basin  for  some  cold  water.  From 
that  composite  locker  of  the  institution,  my  desk, 
I  fish  out  some  court  plaster,  and  "Ed'ard"  is 
finally  patched  up.  He  departs  with  a  big  red 
apple  in  his  fist,  and  the  crowd  follows  him.  Btit 
the  odor  of  camphor  is  on  my  hands,  and  there  is 
a  little  blood  stain  on  my  tie  where  "Ed'ard's" 
tousled  head  rested  against  it.  Where's  that  old 
"tin"  watch  of  mine?  One  o'clock!  And  I'm 
again  "Grinding  in  the  Prison  House!" 

WHEN   THE  WIND   IS   IN   THE   EAST. — PART   II. 

What  a  fog  there  is  this  morning  along  the 
river!  It  spreads  out  a  cold,  white  mantle  of 
rain  dust  and  wraps  us  all  in  its  damp,  chilly 
folds.  I  wonder  how  many  of  the  children  will 
defy,  to-day,  the  rampant  creeks  and  the  muddy 
roads  to  receive  instruction  in  "readin",  "ritin" 
and  rithmetic? 

They  are  dear  children,  to  be  sure,  but  as 
restless  as  a  drove  of  yearling  colts.  I  kept 
twenty-four  of  them  in  yesterday  for  being  too 
noisy.  I  made  them  spend  the  time  in  doing 
some  simple  little  exercises  in  physical  culture. 
Instead  of  feeling  properly  punished,  they  were 
highly  pleased,  and  I  dare  say  they'll  be  bad  on 
purpose  to-day.  There!  that  foolish  rubber  is 
stuck  fast  in  the  mud!  Now  the  other  one  is  off! 
Never  mind,  school  ma'am;  sit  down  on  this 
stump  and  put  them  on  again.     What  good  times 


21  0 


Colleoe:  Greetings. 


the  I.  W.  C.  girls  are  having-  this  year!  Buck- 
wheat cakes  and  brown  sugar  syrup  at  fudge 
parties!  How  I  should  enjoy  seeing  one  of  the 
old  dens  again,  with  the  rug  pushed  back  and 
"the  crowd"  camped  in  the  middle  of  the  floor!  I 
believe  even  sixty  lines  of  Virgil  would  seem  a 
cheerful  substitute  for  hearing  seven  different 
drawling  voices  proclaim  the  axiomatic  truth 
that  "Fishes  can  not  live  long  out  ot  the  water." 
The  wood  is  all  wet  this  morning;  there  isn't  a 
splinter  of  kindling,  and  here's  that  v^'retched 
old  schedule  to  be  made  out! 

"Thank  you.  Jack,  for  bringing-  the  mail. 

"Now,  this  letter  is  from  Miss  Graham,  the 
county  superintendent  of  schools;  wants  me  to 
tell  in  institute  next  Saturday  "How  to  Arouse 
the  Slovv  Pupil."  Ye  gars  and  starters!  I  mean 
stars  and  garters!  That  is  the  one  bit  of  peda- 
gogic wisdom  that  1  have  been  trying  in  vain  to 
discover  all  these  months.  This  letter  is  from 
home;  this  one  from  the  American  Book  Com- 
pany, and  this — well,  tl:is  one  is  all  right,  I 
guess  (reads  slowly) ;  no,  it's  all  wrong,  too.  I 
wonder  if  there  is  any  one  left  this  morning  who 
is  in  a  good  humor?  Robert,  go  clean  your 
muddy  feet,  and  tell  Henry  to  stop  that  yelling 
in  the  hall.  George,  shut  the  door — "The  wind 
is  in  the  east." 

QUEliLINd    A    RIOT— PART    III. 

It  is  an  ideal  day,  one  that  would  have  set 
Washington  Irving's  pen  going.  'JMie  purple 
liaze  hovers  above  the  long  line  of  hills  across 
the  Mississippi — the  hills  that  shut  me  in  my 
world,  the  Box  Iron  district.  The  children  are 
playing  across  the  brook  beneath  a  lordlv  cild 
elm  tree,  and  I  must  stop  my  endless  air  castle- 
building  and  sweep  the  school  room.  I  get  into 
my  big  apron,  and  attack  the  rows  of  desks  with 
an  old  broom.  The  dust  flies  up  in  my  face,  and 
is  half  smothering  me;  but  no  matter,  the  task 
must  be  completed  in  just  twenty  minutes. 

All  at  once  the  thump  of  many  feet  on  the 
steps  outside  warns  me  that  something  has  hap- 
pened. The  door  is  flung  open,  and  a  flushed, 
disheveled  crowd  surges  in.  First  and  foremost 
is  the  usually  amiable  little  Frenchman — now, 
alas!  a  literal  personification  of  "bloody  mouthed 
vengeance."  Close  behind  him  comes  his  hered- 
itary enemy,  a  stolid  little  German,  who  is  un- 
concernedly wiping  his  bloody  nose  on  a  very 
much  torn  shirt  sleeve.  The  jaunty  Irishman, 
with  his  hat  on  the  back  of  his  head,    his   hands 


in  his  pockets  and  a  smile  on  his  Hibernian  coun- 
tenance, politely  informs  me  that  Carl  and  Jean 
have  "just  had  a  little  foiglit."  I  lean  against 
the  dusty  blackboard  for  support,  and  a  great 
sickening  wave  of  pity  sweeps  over  me — pity  for 
all  the  puzzled  teachers  in  college  and  out  of  it. 
Thirty-five  pairs  of  eyes  are  focussed  on  my  face. 
What  is  a  feminine  (?)  Solomon  to  render  as  a 
decision?  I  lean  forward  on  my  broom  and  de- 
mand,   "Who  began  this  trouble?" 

"Wy,"  says  a  slow  spoken  back- woodsman, 
showing  a  mouthful  of  very  large  teeth.  "Wy, 
ye  see,  Herman  Garner,  he  began  to  pound  Carl 
Schmidt,  an'  Carl  he  hit  Herman  in  tli'  eye,  an' 
then  John  Garner,  he  come  up  an'  hit  Carl,  too." 

I  turn  to  Herman  Garner.  "Did  you  begin 
this  fight,  sir?"  I  demand. 

"No,  ma'am;  Jean  hit  me,  an'  I  kicked  him 
back,  an'  then  Carl  began  to  hit  John,  an'  I  hit 
Carl  in  the  nose  just  as  Carl  smashed  Jean's 
mouth." 

Carl  then  presses  forward  to  relate  his  side 
ot  the  story,  but  I  interrupt  and  ask  one  of  the 
larger  boys  what  he  knows  of  it.  He  laughs  and 
says  he  doesn't  knovk^  anything  about  it,  only 
that  all  at  once  they  were  all  fighting  like  cats 
and  dogs.  The  smallest  boy  of  the  crowd,  the 
tiny  "Ed'ard,"  suddenly  pipes  up,  "They  was  a 
pullin'  in  Needle's  Eye." 

A  torrent  of  light  pours  in  upon  my  sorely 
puzzled  brain.  Of  course.  A  picture  rises  of 
two  long  lines  with  arms  clasped  about  each  oth- 
er's waists,  and  'pulling,"  too,  with  all  the 
strength  of  twenty-five  health}'  children.  One 
row  was  weaker  than  the  other;  the  living  chain 
suddenly  gave  way;  everybody  fell  on  evervbodv 
else;  everybody  "got  mad,"  and  the  free-for-all 
fight  followed. 

A  glad  feeling"  of  relief  rises  within  my 
troubled  breast  at  this  logical  explanation  of  the 
difficulty,  and  the  terrifying  dread  of  having  to 
thrash  everybody  departs.  I  wave  my  broom  and 
say.  "You're  every  one  into  this.  Get  out  ot 
here!"  There  is  a  moment  of  astonished  silence, 
then  a  great  howl  of  joyful  relief,  a  grand  rush 
for  the  door,  and  the  crisis  is  past." 

FOR    ALL    THIS — WHAT? — PART   lY. 

It  is  Thanksgiving  day,  and  as  I  sit  in  my 
snug  little  room  in  the  big"  old  brick  farm  house, 
my  mind  runs  back  over  the  past  three  months 
of  contact  with  the  world — the  real  world. 

"The  little  parchment  roll  that  Dr.  Harker 
gave  me  six  months  ago  is  in  my  desk   at   home, 


COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


B.II 


forg-otten,  only  when  I  chance  to  remember  how 
hard  I  had  to  work  for  it.  The  dear,  familiar 
faces  smile  down  upon  me — my  own  '02  class. 
Where  are  they  this  day — our  splendid,  whole- 
souled  g-irls?  Letters  now  and  then  reach  me 
bearing  news  of  '02's  as  post-graduates,  as  teach^ 
ers,  as  bridesmaids,  as  home  bodies,  the  best  of 
all. 

Below  '02's  picture  is  another  picture.  I 
cannot  but  smile  even  when  I  remember  what  a 
pest  they  sometimes  are — "The  Troublesome 
Forty." 

I  have  g"iven  them  twelve  weeks  of  my  best 
effort.  They  told  us  at  I.  W.  C.  that  our  best 
could  not  fail  of  reward.  That  was  ages  ago 
now,  but  truth  ought  to  be  the  same  in  all  ages. 

I  have  built  fires,  carried  wood,  waded  mud, 
swept  floors,  confiscated  chewing  gum  supplies, 
shook  the  naughty  boys  by  their  coat  collars, 
soundly  thrashed  one  offender,  made  myself  a 
general  terror  to  evil  doers,  and  explained  puz- 
zling facts  till  my  parched  tongue  clove  to  the 
roof  of  my  mouth. 

For  all  this,  what  shall  be  my  reward? 
Ought  a  poor  pedagogue  to  expect  more  than  the 
monthly  handful  of  coin,  "the  common  drudge 
'twixt  man  and  man?"  They  taught  us  "over 
there"  that  the  best  could  not  fail  of  its  reward. 
What  is  my  reward? 

Firstly,  the  seed  is  only  sown;  the  harvest 
is  not  yet.  But  there  are  pleasing-  indications  of 
a  sometime  crop  of  good.  Here  is  a  squirrel- 
headed  lad  of  ten,  with  carelessness,  shiftless- 
ness,  ignorance,  and  poverty  to  chain  him  down 
forever.  He  has  tailed  twice  on  this  arithmetic 
lesson.  I  say,  'Now,  I'll  give  you  one  more 
chance.  Will  you  try,  Ray?'  His  answer  was, 
'I'm  not  going  to  say  I'll  tyy:  I'm  going  to  have  it 
to-morrow!'  May  Heaven  bless  the  boy  and  pick 
a  few  of  the  many  stones  out  of  his  way,  for  of 
such  gritty  stuff  heroes  are  made. 

Here  is  another,  an  Ishmaelite,  in  the  world 
which  has  small  use  for  Ishmaelites.  For  his 
teacher's  sake,  he  has  dropped  much  of  his  ob- 
jectionable language;  he  has  taken  to  combing 
the  curly  mop  of  hair  that  before  went  unkept; 
he  even  attends  school  regularly  and  studies 
earnestly,  unknown  virtues  before.  I  notice  that 
the  "Age  of  Chivalry"  is  dawning  for  him,  and  if 
a  pure  ideal  can  only  hold  him  up  for  a  while, 
some  other  kind  influence  may  be  given  to  lead 
him  from  the  evil  of  the  world.  And  so  we  might 
go  on.  The  good  need  but  little  help;  they  are 
able  to  care  for  themselves.     It   is  the   weak    we 


must  help  to  be  good.  As  I  see  them  falling 
down  frequently,  yet  constantly  getting  up  again; 
as  I  note  their  improvement  in  neatness,  manners 
and  general  knowledge,  I  know  that  I  shall  not 
need  to  wait  for  my  reward  at  the  end  of  time. 

A  CHIFFON  GOWN. 


(Continued  from  last  month.) 

Late  Thursday  afternoon,  as  Anne  was  com 
ing  up  the  stairs  from  the  practice  room,  she  saw 
Bet  starting  down.  She  was  in  a  high  state  ot 
excitement,  and  kept  gesticulating  wildly  for 
Anne  to  hurry.  She  seized  her  on  the  third  step 
down,  and  forcibly  drew  her  the  rest  of  the  way. 

"There's  an  express  box^for  me — think  of 
it!"  she  whispered  excitedly.  "It's  a  long  white 
one  and  looks  just  like  those  the  girls'  dresses 
come  in.     What  do  you  suppose  is  inside  of  it?" 

Anne  was  likewise  in  a  ferment  of  curiosity, 
but  they  took  the  time  to  pin  an  "engaged"  card 
on  the  door  and  lock  it  securely  from  the  inside 
that  they  might  have  an  undisturbed  half  hour 
while  Bet  began  to  loosen  the  string. 

It  was  more  mysteriously  tied  than  a  gordion 
knot,  but  finally  it  yielded,  and  the  long  lid  was 
flung  aside.  Then  came  layer  upon  layer  of 
loose  soft  tissue  paper,  and  under  all  these  flut- 
tering wrappings  lay  a  gown — a  perfect  dream  of 
a  gown.  With  hands  that  shook  a  very  great 
deal.  Bet  held  up  the  vvliite  and  misty  thing,  light 
as  a  summer  cloud,  with  its  girdle  of  wrought 
daisies  and  breast  knot  of  blue  velvet. 

She  gave  a  little  scream  of  delight,  and,  lay- 
ing it  down^  fell  back  a  step  or  two  to  take  in  the 
full  measure  ot  its  loveliness. 

"Oh!"  she  cried,  and  clasped  her  hands  in  an 
ecstacy  of  pure  joy,  "I  never  dreamed  of  any- 
thing like  this — never — see,  Anne,  it  has  a  silk 
underslip.  It's  from  Uncle  John,  you  know — in 
the  letter  I  got  yesterday  he  said  he  was  calcu- 
lating a  little  surprise  for  me.  I'd  written  him 
about  the  art  club  dinner,  and  your  fixing  up  my 
old  torn  lawn  to  make  me  respectable,  but  who 
would  have  thought  this  of  him?" 

"Your  uncle  John — why,  of  course!"  and 
Anne,  who  was  peering  into  the  box,  suddenly 
began  to  laugh  in  the  most  absurd  way.  She 
was  almost  as  overjoyed  as  Bet. 

"Look  here!*  she  cried,  "he's  even  sent  you 
gloves,  and  slippers,  and  a  cobweb  of  a  handker- 
chief— what  an  uncle  John  you've  got.  Bet,"  and 
she  went  oft"  into  renewed  fits  of  laughter. 


CoivLKGE  Greetings. 


^2Z 


The  news  ot  Bet's  good  fortune  flew  in  an 
incredibly  short  time  throughout  tlie  hive  of 
girls,  and  they  swarmed  iu  from  all  along  the 
corridors,  excited  and  voluble,  and  all  rejoicing'. 
There  were  none  to  envy  Bet.  One  girl  wanted 
to  "do"  her  hair,  another  to  hook  her  gown,  and 
several  more,  right  in  plain  sight  of  the  rules 
tacked  on  the  door  explicitly  forbidding  borrow- 
ing, came  forward  with  offers  of  fans  and  jew- 
elry. 

The  process  of  dressing  went'on  under  these 
distracting  circumstances,  and  it  was  good  to  see 
the  pink  creep  into  Bet's  thin  face,  and  to  note 
the  softening  glow  in  the  grey  eyes  that  were  or- 
dinarily a  little  too  sharp  and  eager. 

Bet  would  never  be  a  beauty,  even  the  trans- 
forming power  of  the  exquisite  gown  could  not 
quite  make  her  into  one,  but  when  she  was 
dressed  and  ready,  she  made  a  picture  of  girlish 
happiness  and  innocence  and  grace  which  was 
quite  as  satisfactory  to  the  eye.  She  turned  on 
the  staircase  a  minute  to  gather  her  filmy  skirts 
in  one  white-gloved  hand  and  wave  a  gay  fare- 
well with  the  other,  then  she  ran  lightly  down. 

Prof.  Fribaut  was  waiting  in  the  hall  to 
hand  her  into  the  carriage.  He  bowed  very  low 
and  exclaimed,  with  keen  surprise,  "I  have 
brought  madame,  mv  wife,  to  see  one  pupil  of 
mine  who  paints  so  clear  and  fresh.  Behold!  I 
find  her  not,  for  she  is  become  a  princess.  The 
gown  of  mademoiselle,  it  is  divine!" 

And  all  smiles  and  blushes,  the  princess 
rolled  away  to  live  througli  the  supreme  event  of 
life  thus  far  to  her. 

Upstairs  in  the  cleared  room,  Anue  was  mak- 
ing a  toilette,  too.  With  nervous  haste  she  flung' 
herself  into  the  little  scarlet  gown  with  its  glit- 
tering short-sleeved  bodice.  A  long  cloak  cov- 
ered her  completely,  and,  violin  in  hand,  she  stole 
softly  down  into  the  hall  to  forestall  .Tack  Arch- 
er's ring  at  the  bell.  Her  heart  beat  high  with 
excitement,  and  through  it  all  was  a  queer  prick 
of  conscience.  For  the  first  time  in  her  college 
life  she  was  doing  something  clandestine,  but  it 
was  too  late  to  withdraw,  even  if  she  had  wished 
to  do  so,  for  she  saw  Jack  Arclier  was  coming  up 
the  steps. 

The  old  Archer  place,  with  the  columns  of 
its  deep  galleries  showing  huge  and  white  inside 
the  wrought  iron  gates,  was  a  r»mnant  of  old  St. 
Louis.  It  had  been  a  festive  place  before  the 
war,  but  tonight  it  outshone  all  its  traditions  in 
the  fantastic  beauty  of  the  gypsy  fete. 


Late  in  the  evening  a  group  of  gentlemen 
came  down  the  stone  steps  together.  It  had  been 
an  occasion  of  much  serious  enjoyment  to  these 
cong'enial  spirits,  and  with  their  adieus  made 
they  were  still  engaged  in  the  discussion  of  Max 
Muller's  contribution  to  science,  and  what  place, 
if  any,  time  would  likely  accord  his  versatile 
genius.  Jack  Archer,  hovering  devotedly  near 
the  discursive  philosophers,  saw  them  start  down 
the  carpeted  walk  before  he  rushed  back  to  his 
duties  as  host.  But  the  sweep  of  green  lawn  un- 
der the  parti-colored  lights  filled  with  gay  prom- 
enaders,  was  not  to  be  resisted  altogether,  even 
by  philosophers.  From  somewhere  in  the  dis- 
tance came  the  sound  of  a  violin  in  the  wild  swirl 
of  the  music  that  is  like  none  other  the  world 
over  for  passionate  expression.  Still  talking, 
they  strolled  towards  it,  and  through  an  opening 
in  the  shrubbery  caught  the  gleam  of  a  scarlet 
g'own  at  the  door  of  a  gay  little  tent. 

In  unspeakable  weariness,  Anne  run  her  bow 
along  the  strings.  She  had  been  playing  steadil}' 
for  three  hours,  and  the  tension  on  her  nerves 
was  momentarily  becoming  greater.  It  seemed 
to  her  that  if  she  had  to  go  on  much  longer, 
something  would  give  way  within  her  and  snap 
like  a  broken  string'. 

Her  head  was  in  a  strange  whirl.  And  some 
of  the  comments  she  had  overheard  made  her  face 
burn  under  its  borrowed  Bohemian  hue.  These 
people  had  no  idea  that  she  was  one  of  them; 
they  thought  of  her  onlv  as  a  hired  professional. 
The  way  that  some  of  them  looked  her  over  made 
her  hot  with  resentment  and  wrath.  With  a 
shiver  she  drew  a  step  nearer  the  tent.  The 
scarlet  gown,  with  the  glitter  of  its  twisted 
strands  of  beads,  became  on  the  instant  an  abom- 
ination. "Oh,"  she  thought,  with  a  growing 
pain  at  her  heart,  "if  I  might  only  wake  up  in 
the  clean,  sweet,  wholesome  atmosphere  of  River- 
side Hall  and  find  it  all  a  troubled  dream!" 

And  then  she  raised  her  eyes,  full  ot  weari- 
ness and  miser}',  and  saw  straight  before  her — 
President  Loomis.  He  was  standing-  a  little 
apart  from  the  crowd,  his  arms  folded  across  his 
chest,  his  mouth  set  in  a  close,  stern  line,  a  look 
in  his  eyes  none  would  care  to  meet.  He  turned 
away  immediately,  and  the  faces  all  about  Anne 
became  a  blur. 

The  guests  had  all  gone  when  Jack  Archer 
came  racing'  across  the  lawn.  Anne  was  still  at 
the  tent  door,  her  head  drooping  and   her   hands 


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tightly  interlocked,  looking  for  all  the  world  like 
a  poor  bedraggled  poppy  in  a  pitiless  rain. 

"Anne,"  he  said,  pausing  to  gasp  for  breath, 
"will  you  ever  forgive  me?  There  were  some 
folks  I  had  to  see  across  the  river.  I  came  back 
as  quick  as  ever  I  could,  but — the  last  suburban 
train  has  just  gone.  " 

Anne  stared  at  him  strangely  for  a  minute 
or  two. 

"And  Dr.  Loomis  was  here,"  she  said  with  a 
shiver.  "I  never  dreamed  of  him  being  here. 
But  he  saw  me.  He  stood  right  there  and — 
looked  at  me. " 

She  covered  her  face  with  both  hands  as  the 
recollection  of  that  dreadful  moment  broke  over 
her  again.  She  got  up  and  stood  unsteadily, 
holding  to  the  tent  pole. 

"It  can't  be  very  far,"  -she. .went  on,  desper- 
ately. "I'm'going'to  walk.  [  I  must  get  back  to 
Riverside  tonight. " 

She  started  to  brush  past  him,  but  he  took  a 
stride  after  her  and  laid  a  firm  grasp  on  her  arm. 

"Now,  see  here,"  he  said,  in  a  burst  of  boy- 
ish wrath,  "it's  albmy. fault  that  3'ou  are  in  this 
box.  I  ought  to  have  known  better  than  to  have 
let  you  take  the  risk,  but  I  never  for  an  instant 
dreamed  of  Loomis  being  here — don't  know  yet 
how  it  happened.  I  stuck  by  him  all  eveninsi" 
until  I  got  him  out  of  the  house.  I  supposed 
you  were  safe,  then.  You  may  blame  me  for  all 
that — and  more,  too — but  I'll  be  hanged  if  I'll  let 
any  girl  think  I  would  let  her  walk  six  miles 
home,  alone,  and  at  the  dead  of  night,  too!" 

The  words  and  the  grip  on  her  sleeve  were 
both  convincing,  and  Anne  stopped  while  he  add- 
ed, in  a  quieter  tone,  "The  carriage  will  be 
around  in  ten  minutes,  and  mother  is  going' 
with  us." 

Miss  Moulten  answered  in  person  the  bell 
that  rang  through  Riverside  Hall  at  the  unearth- 
ly hour  of  one-thirty  that  morning.  Anne  lifted 
a  vvhite  face  and  fled  tremblingly  past  her  with- 
out one  word  of  thanks  or  farewell  to  Jack  Archer, 
and  he  quite  overlooked  the  omission.  He  was 
grave  and  anxious,  too,  and  made  what  explana- 
tion he  could.  He  had  purposely  driven  the  car- 
riage close  enough  that  the  light  from  the  hall 
might  fall  on  it.  It  would  go  for  something,  he 
thought,  that  Anne  had  not  been  brought  home 
in  the  middle  of  the  night  unchaperoned,  but  he 
drew  certain  swift  conclusions  from  the  unyield- 
ing' aspect  of  the  preceptress  that  sent   him  back 


to  the  carriage  full  of  contrition  for  his  own  part 
in  the  night's  transaction. 

It  was  the  first  and  only  time  that  Anne  had 
ever  been  summoned  to  what  the  irreverent  had 
years  ago  dubbed  the  "judgment  hall."  Presi- 
dent Loomis  turned  about  in  his  chair,  and  once 
more  Anne  felt  those  penetrating  eyes  search  her 
soul. 

It  never  occurred  to  her  that  Jack  Archer 
might  have  been  there  before  her,  moved  by  a 
chivalrous,  if  vain  impulse,  to  throw  himself  in 
the  breach,  and  that^Dr.  Loomis  had  a  double 
motive  in  the- questions  he  put  to  her.  They 
were  close  questions,  but  she  answered  them  all 
until  it  came  to  the  money.  She  admitted  re- 
ceiving the  fifty  dollars. 

"I  can't  tell  you  what  I  did  with  it,"  she  said, 
and  repeated  it  twice  over,  growing  paler  and 
firmer  each  time. 

"But  I  must  know,"  he  said,  and  there  was 
not  another  girl  in  Riverside  who  would  have 
dared  resist  the  tone  he  used. 

Anne  shook  her  head,  the- entreaty  in  her 
eyes  almost  robbing  the  act  of  open  rebellion. 
She  had  gone  as  far  as  the  door  when  she  turned 
slowly  back.  ^"  There  was  something  she  had  to 
say — something  she  wanted  to  ask,  but  the  presi-' 
dent's  face  was  already  bent  over  his  papers,  and 
in  it  was  no  hint  of  that  justice  which  is  tem- 
pered with  mercy. 

"It  is  all  over  with  me,"  she  thought,  with 
despair  in  her  heart;  "he  means  to  expel  me.  I 
know  it,  and  it  will  break  father's  heart." 

The  story  of  Anne's  escapade,  with  man}' 
wild  additions,  spread  tlirough  all  Riverside,  and 
there  was  even  a  slight,  guarded  account  of  it  in 
one  St.  Louis  daily  in  which  she  was  spoken  of 
as  serving  for  the  model  of  the  Narcissus  picture, 
which,  as  a  piece  of  amateur  work,  had  attracted 
wide  interest  for  the  cleverness  of  its  handling. 
If  it  had  stopped  there  it  would  not  have  been  so 
bad,  but  the  article  ended  with  a  twenty  line  de- 
scription of  Anne's  figure  and  face,  her  beauty 
and  cleverness,  hinting  at  possibilities  in  her  tor 
the  stage,  in  which  capacity  it  was  whispered 
the  public  might  yet  hear  of  her. 

When  that  scurrilous  item  had  been  sent 
broadcast  over  the  country,  Dr.  Loomis  sent  for 
Anne  again. 

Without  a  word  he  handed  her  the  paper, 
and  she  read  it.  Then  he  picked  up  an  open  let- 
ter and  gave  that  to  her.  It  was  from  Anne's 
father.     She  had  a  vision  of    his    distressed   face 


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as  he  sat  writing'  it,  but  as  she  read  on,  the  pity 
was  all  drowned  out  of  her  in  the  hot  rush  of  in- 
dig'nant  surprise. 

So  he  believed  that  of  her!  that  she  was 
smitten  with  the  madness  of  a  life  before  the 
footlights.  He  did  not  say  so,  but  evidently 
there  was  a  fear  in  his  mind  that  the  money  had 
been  earned  for  the  furtherance  of  some  such 
purpose  as  this. 

She  laid  the  letter  down  as  if  it  had  stung' 
her. 

"What  have  you  to  say  for  yourself?"  began 
the  president,  patiently. 

"Nothing,"  said  she,  holding  her  head 
proudly. 

"Anne,"  he  warned  her,  "it  ill  becomes  you 
to  assume  this  attitude.  I  have  given  you  a 
week's  grace  already,  hoping  that  your  own  sense 
of  what  is  fit  and  right  would  lead  you  into  clear- 
ing' this  matter  up.  Your  father  will  be  here  at 
this  time  tomorrow,  when  you  may  expect  defin- 
ite action  upon  j'our  case," 

The  juries  who  had  sat  under  Judge  Gifford 
and  witnessed  his  strict  administration  of  justice 
never  dreamed  him  capable  of  the  emotion  he 
was  striving  to  keep  down.  He  had  been  for  an 
hour  closeted  with  President  Loomis.  Jack 
Archer,  who  was  periling  his  class  standing 
more  every  hour  by  his  persistent  refusal  to  leave, 
was  with  them,  a  more  than  willing  scapegoat. 


Anne,  holding  herself  very  erect,  and  reflect- 
ing the  unyielding  aspect  of  her  father  in  his 
official  capacity,  sat  in  one  of  the  office  chairs. 

The  stillness  was  strenuous  and  oppressive, 
when  of  a  sudden  a  hurried  knock  fell,  and  with- 
out further  warning  Bet  Lombard  burst  into  the 
room.  She  held  a  blotted,  scrawled  letter  in  her 
hand,  which  she  waved  as  if  punctuating  the  in- 
coherent words  she  began  to  pour  forth  about 
'•Uncle  John— and  a  white  dress— and  Anne — 
and  the  dearest  and  best  friend  any  girl  ever 
had." 

Bet  grew  so  mi.xed  and  so  tearful  and  so  des- 
perately in  earnest  that  Dr.  Loomis  summarily 
stopped  her, 

"One  thing  at  a  time,  Elizabeth,  one  thing 
at  a  time,"  he  said,  half-rising  out  of  his  chair  in 
his  anxiety  not  to  lose  a  word;  "now,  what  is 
this  about  your  uncle  John?" 

And  then  the  story  all  came  out  as  Bet  had 
pieced  it  together  bit  by  bit — of  how  Anne  had 
been  filled  with  pity  that  Bet  must  needs  go  in 
her  poor  clothes  to  the  art  club  dinner— of  how 
the  chance  had  come  to  her  of  making  this  money 
all  in  a  moment,  and  without  any  time  for  reflec- 
tion as  to  the  wrong  of  the  act — of  how  it  had  all 
gone,  to  the  very  last  cent,  to  buy  the  white  chif- 
fon that  Bet  had  worn  on  the  happiest  night  of 
her  life.  "But  I'll  never  put  it  on  again,"  vowed 
poor  Bet — never,  "Oh,  Anne,"  she  cried,  sob- 
bing with  all  her  might,  "why  did  you  do  this 
for  me?  Don't  you  know  I'd  rather  have  gone  in 
rags?" 

"Don't,  Elizabeth,"  entreated  Dr.  Loomis, 
shading  his  eyes  with  his  hand  an  instant. 

Jack  Archer's  hat  had  goue  up  before  his 
face,  but  not  before  he  had  seen  Judge  Gifford 
stretch  out  his  arms  to  Anne,  who  ran  straight 
into  them. 

But  Bet  was  not  to  be  stopped. 

"They  all  say,"  she  began  again — "and  iSIiss 
Moulten  says — that  you're  going  to  expel  Anne — " 

Dr.  Loomis  was  trying  hard  to  get  a  grip  on 
his  voice. 

"We'll  not  expel  her  this  time — no,  not  this 
time,  Elizabeth,"  and  he  walked  across  the  room 
and  began  shaking  Anne's  hand  as  if  he  had  just 
met  the  chief  reward  he  sought  for  in  his  toil  in  the 
vision  of  some  finer,  nobler  force  at  w-ork  in  the 
life  of  a  girl  that  did  infinite  credit  to  her  heart. 

THE    END. 


COLLEOE     GREBTINOS. 


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^ollG|e  DGpaffmenf 

THANKSGIVING. 

K.    D.    C. 


"Ah,  on  Thanksgiving-  Day, 
When  from  east  and  from  west, 

Prom  north  and  from  south. 
Come  the  pilgrim  and  guest; 

What  moistens  the  lip, 

And  what  brightens  the  eye, 
What  brings  back  the  past 

Like " 

— a   glimpse   into   the   dining   room   of   I.  W.  C. 
about  2  o'clock  p.  m. 

The  College  has  several  anniversaries  and 
holiday  celebrations  during  the  year,  but  nothing 
is  quite  so  delightful  and  full  of  enchanting  rem- 
iniscence as  our  College  Thanksgiving  Day. 
Long  may  she  continue  to  dispense  good  cheer 
and  happiness  to  her  children! 

As  has  been  the  custom  for  several  years,  the 
usual  domestic  duties  of  the  morning  were  per- 
formed by  members  of  the  Y.  W.  C.  A.  These 
duties  began  with  the  ringing  of  the  rising  bell, 
and  included  the  sweeping  of  the  porches  and 
walks,  halls  and  stairs,  serving  in  the  dining 
room,  &c. 

At  10:30,  services  were  attended  at  Centenary 
church,  where  a  most  patriotic  and  uplifting  ser- 
mon was  delivered  by  Dr.  Post,  pastor  of  the 
Congregational  church.  He  spoke  from  the  text: 
Acta  17-28:  "For  in  Him  we  live,  and  move,  and 
have  our  being." 

About  1:30,  the  guests  began  to  arrive. 
Among  those  from  town  were  Judge  Whitlock, 
Dr.  O'Neil,  pastor  of  Grace  M.  E.  church,  and 
Mrs.  O'Neil,  and  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Pitner.  Several 
fathers  and  mothers,  sisters,  brothers  and  cousins 
of  the  students  were  also  present.  After  a  little 
time  spent  socially  by  guests  and  faculty,  the 
dinner  bell  invited  the  hungry  to  the  beautifully 
decorated  dining  room.  The  guest  table  extend- 
ed through  the  center  of  the  room  and  was 
flanked  on  either  side  by  the  tables  for  the  stu- 
dents. 


After  singing  the  following  grace: — 

"Be  present  at  our  table,  Lord; 
Be  here  and  everywhere  adored; 
These  creatures  bless,  and  grant  that  we 
May  feast  in  Paradise  with  Thee" — 

the  menu,  as  given  below,  received  attention,  and 
conversation  flowed  freely: 

MENU. 

Clear  soup. 

Olives.  Pickles. 

Roast  turkey. 

Jelly.  Potato  chips. 

Frappe. 

Oyster  patties. 

Chicken  salad.  Cheese  wafers. 

Dates. 

Ice  cream.  Cake. 

Fruit.  Bonbons. 

Coffee. 

The  last  course  on  the  menu  was  "toast," 
but  in  this  particular  case  it  was  not  "dry  toast;" 
it  savored  somewhat  of  cream  toast — very  rich. 
Judge  Whitlock,  who,  a  year  ago,  was  too  frail 
to  fully  discharge  the  duties,  was  so  far  recovered 
as  to  act  his  usual  part  as  toastmaster  for  the 
occasion.     He  spoke  upon  this  verse: 

"This  day  we  hold  an  old  accustomed  feast. 
Whereto  we  have  invited  several  guests, 
Such  as  we  love,  and  you  among  the  store. 
One  more,    most  welcome,   makes  our  number 
more." 
The'theme  being"Our  College, "Miss  Burnett 
'99,  was  introduced  as  a  member^of  the  alumnae 
to  speak  of  "The  Past."     As  this   toast]  in    par- 
ticular will  be  of  interest  to  our  alumnae  readers, 
it  will  be  given  in  full  at  the  close  of  this  article. 

'     "Its  Present," — 

"One  year  more 

Of  mercies  ever  new, 
Of  love  in  never  failing  store, 
Faithful  and  true." 

This  sentiment  was  beautifully  expressed  by 
our  earnest  and  enthusiastic  friend.  Dr.  Pitner. 

"The  Spirit  o'  the  Place"— 
"That  which  we  are,  we  are; 
One  equal  temper  of  heroic  hearts, 
Strong  in  will. 
To  strive,  to  seek,  to  find,  and  not  to  yield." 

Annie  White,  of  the  junior  class,  took 
this  as  the  theme  for  a  delightful  talk  about  the 


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real  and  imaginary  spirits,  and  especially  the 
Good  Spirit,  which  haunts  our  halls.  Miss  White 
was  especially  happy  in  her  remarks,  eas^'  and 
natural  in  her  delivery,  and  the  students  were 
"■racefuUy  represented  bv  tliis  one  from  tlieir 
number. 

"Fireside  Fancies," — 

"The  flames  by  fits  curled  round  the  bars, 
Or  up  the  chimney  crinkled. 

While  embers  dropped  like  falling-  stars 
And  in  the  ashes  tinkled." 

Miss  Austin  addressed  tlie  company  upon 
this  delightfully  fanciful  theme,  and  took  us  with 
her  into  a  most  enjoyable  dream  for  the  College 
"as  it  is  to  be."  If  she  be  a  true  prophet,  as  we 
hope  she  is— ah,  well!  it  was  a  beautiful  picture 
she  spread  out  before  us,  and  we  hope  it  may  all 
come  true. 

"Its  Future" — "The  great  secret  of  success 
in  life  is  to  be  ready  when  your  opportunity 
comes." 

No  one  present,  but  Dr.  Harker,  could  so 
aptly  reply  to  this  sentiment  His  life  is  an 
illustration  of  "being  ready,  "  and  the  success  of 
the  College  under  his  direction  proves  that  the 
great  secret  is  indeed  his.  Dr.  Harker  spoke 
feelingly  of  the  immediate  future  for  the  College; 
the  next  two  or  three  years  may  see  a  very  great 
opportunity,  and  the  friends  and  supporters  of 
the  school  must  be  ready. if  success  is  to  come. 

At  the  close  of  Iiis  remarks,  Dr.  Harker  gave 
an  invitation  from  Mrs.  Harker  and  himself  to 
attend  a  candy  pull  in  the  new  halls  on  the 
ground  floor  at  seven  o'clock.  This  last  event 
closed  a  most  delightful  Thanksgiving  Dav,  and 
both  the  faculty  and  the  students  appreciated  the 
thoughtful  consideration  of  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harker 
in  their  efforts  to  make  the  day  one  of  pleasure. 

The  decoration  of  the  dining  room  was  green 
and  gold  in  effect,  and  was  the  work  of  the  junior 
preparatory  class  under  the  direction  of  Miss 
Line.  The  result  of  their  labors  was  most  charm- 
ing, and  the  dining  room  never  looked  more 
beautiful  than  upon  this  occasion. 

MISS   BURNETT'S   TOAST. 

An  historian  is  always  chosen  after  great  de- 
liberation. One  is  selected  who  is  very  quiet, 
reticent  and  mysterious — some  chum  of  Methu- 
saleh  whose  "yesterdays  look  backward  with  a 
smile.  " 

One  who  has  flunked  with  ease  and  rapidity 
in  lier  schodl  d.-ivs.  and  if  she  knows  anv  one  fact 


she  is  wise  enough  to  keep  still  about  it  and  save 
it  for  quiet  mastication  in  her  old  age.  One 
whose  associates  regard  with  awe  and  admira- 
tion, and  not  knowing  what  else  she  is  good  for, 
have  reached  the  conclusion  that  perhaps  she 
could  relate  ancient  history.  The  choice  being 
made,  the  historian  prepared  herself  for  the  in- 
spiration. My  preparation  consisted  in  giving 
tvvo  large  doses  of  moral  philosophy  and  a  small 
slice  of  intellectual  science  to  a  musical  history 
class.  Then  was  the  vail  of  the  past  lifted,  and 
I  went  into  a  trance,  and  myriads  passed  before 
me  in  my  dream.  I  saw  a  form  beginning  to  take 
shape,  I  was  soon  able  to  distinguish  a  building 
witli  the  inscription — Illinois  Female  College 
— let  no  man  enter. 

I  saw  two  little  girls,  led  by  their  father, 
coming  up  the  walk  to  that  school  on  registra- 
tion day  of  1893.  Such  a  walk!  Bricks  which 
must  have  been  suggestive  of  the  changes  these 
girls  should  see,  if  you  judge  by  the  bumps.  The 
building  first  appeared  on  tlrat  day  of  days,  dark 
and  foreboding — 

"Tlie  day  was  cold  and  dark  and  dreary. 
It  rained,"  and  our  hearts  were  weary. 

We  beheld  a  little  man  who  reminded  us  of 
the  description  of  Moses — not  so  portly  as  the 
Biblical  man,  but  one  whose]  very  presence  im- 
pressed upon  us  the  magnitude  of  "infinite  riches 
in  a  little  room." 

Our  first  musical  treat  was  within  a  few  min- 
utes after  our  arrival,  and  was  a  marvel.  Being- 
unsophisticated  country  lasses,  we  knew  not  but 
that  it  was  some  musical  festival  given  in  our 
honor — but  soon  that  self-satisfying"  theory  was 
exploded  by  the  announcement  of  an  old  g\v\  that 
it  was  only  the  gong  for  luncheon. 

The  dining-  room  invited  in  a  witching'  man- 
ner. Dark  and  somber  walls,  with  here  and  there 
a  missing-  strip  of  paper,  low  ceiling-,  long  tables 
with  sixteen  or  twent}'  at  a  table,  little  low 
backed  chairs  with  uo  rubber  tips  but  wires  bind- 
ing up  the  broken  pieces,  and  the  combination 
producing.  Wagnerian  harmonies  when  pulled  out 
from  the  table.  But  wh3'  recall  the  first  meal, 
since  I  had  brought  an  Adam's  apple  with  me, 
and  it  hindered  my  swallowing  any  of  the  appe- 
tizing- dainties  set  before  me.  The  reservoirs, 
located  just  above  my  nose,  o'erflowed,  and  "those 
black  pearls  of  the  soul"  seemed  to  establish  the 
missing  link  in  thediarmonic  relation  of  things. 

When    we   were   more  at   home,  we  were  able 


CoLLEOE   Greetings. 


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to  look  about  us  and  notice  the  interior  of  the 
building-.  Dark  paper  on  all  the  walls,  no  sky- 
light in  the  front  hall,  but  a  corner  where  we 
dared  not  tarry  lest  the  darkness  of  uight  settle 
on  us.  Halls,  whose  echoes  were  clear  and  dis- 
tinct; no  carpets,  but  floors  to  betray  to  teachers 
the  wandering  child  lost  in  the  dark  mazes  of 
these  labyrinths — floors,  which  showed  the  marks 
of  footprints  of  time. 

The  chapel,  with  its  one  stained  window, 
elevated  platform,  its  movable  seats  that  moved 
every  time  an  individual  sat  down,  its  gas  lights, 
for  then  we  had  no  use  for  electric  lights,  the 
awe-inspiring  faculty — all  have  disappeared  and 
are  scattered  over  every  state  and  territory  in  the 
Union,  being  reduced  to  this  condition  by  the  ex- 
plosion of  an  idea.  How  we  reverenced  them 
and  wondered  how  such  wisdom,  dignity  and 
grace  could  be  ours — never  daring  to  hope  we, 
some  day,  would  shine  with  the  stars. 

Their  enthusiasm  invested  our  studies  with  a 
peculiar  charm  and  kindled  within  us  a  love  of 
learning  that  will  abide.  I  touched  the  chord 
which  a  crowd  of  memories  cluster  about  that 
will  only  grow  dearer  in  the  progress  of  time.  I 
wished  that  I  might  remain  here  with  my  youth 
renewed  forever — but  that  could  not  be — so  I  con- 
soled myself,  with  the  thought  that  remembrance 
dies  not  immediately  upon  our  departure  from 
college  halls,  that  time  nor  space  break  the  mys- 
tic bond  of  communion — but  as  the  faithful  Mus- 
sulman at  morning',  noon  and  night,  kneels  with 
his  face  toward  the  Holy  City,  so  we  aUnmiae, 
though  far  removed,  with  faces  turned  toward 
our  Mecca,  through  her  hold  converse  sweet  and 
perchance  hear  the  echi:)es  that  remain. 

I  lived  again  through  all  the  changing  vicis- 
situdes of  the  freshman  year  with  my  little  tin 
mortar  board  and  lavender  tassel,  the  important 
sophomore  age  and  junior  year.  Tlien  life  began 
in  earnest.  'Twas  then  the  knowledge,  "things 
are  not  what  they  seem,"  became  evident.  The 
faculty  belonged  more  to  mother  earth  than  to 
celestial  spheres.  Their  authority  was  less  to 
be  quaked  before.  Not  wishing  they  have  all  the 
pretensions  to  otlier  worlds,  the  girls  conceived 
the  idea  of  a  midnight  parade.  Promptly  at 
midnight,  from  a  remote  corner  of  music  hall, 
breathed  the  strains  of  Chopin's  Funeral  March — 
every  door  softly  opened  and  girls  came  forth.  In 
solemn  Indian  file,  noiselessly  they  traversed  all 
the  halls.  But  to  their  chagrin,  not  a  teacher 
appeared  to  see  the  ghostly  parade.     As   the  last 


girl  ascended  the  stair,  she  beheld  the  president 
calmly  surveying  the  unending  line,  not  a  tremor 
shaking  his  frame,  but  he  looked  as  though  he 
knew  each  spook  and  the  region  from  whence  she 
came.  It  was  this  year  the  St.  Patrick's  feast, 
the  first  spring  radishes  and  the  heart  throbs 
after  each  bite — not  knowing  which  was  louder 
and  was  more  likely  to  betray  the  forbidden 
pleasure.  'Twas  then  the  new  concrete  walk 
was  made  and  the  class  of  '97,  wishing  to  make 
their  mark  in  the  world,  conceived  tlie  idea  of 
placing  in  the  new  concrete,  above  the  basement 
entrance,  their  tin  '97.  How  important  we  were, 
but  how  crestfallen  when  some  other  class  re- 
moved the  suggestive  symbols  and  left  but  a  scar 
to  tell  the  story.  Their  replacement  and  how 
jealously  guarded  by  the  hose,  college  boys  and 
special  policeman.  But,  alas!  not  long  did  they 
remain. 

'Twas  then  the  color  rushes,  the  hash  cru- 
sade, which  was  ignobly  ended  by  the  information 
there  had  been  no  hash — but  we  had  been  in- 
dulged with  the  decoction  labeled  "potato  stew." 
The  banquets,  receptions,  the  great  Chapman 
meetings  at  the  Opera  House,  when  the  girls  in 
parquette  formed  a  part  of  the  choir.  The  de- 
cision that  William  needed  no  bell,  since  there 
were  belles  enough  in  the  College,  and  the  mys- 
tical disappearance  of  the  rising  bell — never 
found — who  knows  the  story? 

And  then  the  senior  year — the  memorable 
golden  wedding  anniversary  of  the  College.  We, 
the  first  class  of  our  new  president!  How  proud 
he  was  of  kis  children,  and  we  of  our  alma  mater. 
That  was  the  day  and  age  when  we  not  only  had 
to  write  our  senior  essay,  but  had  to  read  it,  as 
well  as  listen  to  a  commencement  address.  The 
great  reunion,  at  which  four  of  our  presidents 
were  present — Dr.  Jacques,  the  first;  Dr.  DeMotte 
Dr.  Short,  Dr.  Harker — so  many  of  the  alumnae; 
the  portrayal  of  many  wonderful  changes  before 
the  new  century  would  dawn;  the  Lurton  prop- 
erty, no  longer  a  dream;  the  buildings,  a  delight; 
the  interior  changes,  a  study;  the  growth  all 
that  could  be  desired,  until  we  became  the  center 
of  gravit}',  and  all  student  minds  turned  our  way 
with  outstretched  hands,  crying,  "Take  me, 
take  me!" 

I  dreamed  of  the  links  that  connect  the  inno- 
cent daj's  of  childhood  with  womanliood's  hopes 
ahead — 

"What  have  we  done  to  deplore — 
Each  seed  that  falls  by  the  wayside 
But  tells  of  the  harvest  in  store." 


X(±^ 


College  Greetings. 


School  days  were  over,  and  the  long'  vacation 
began;  but  the  constant  brush,  brush,  brush  of 
the  world  about  us  awakened  a  live  ambition, 
and  we  returned  to  the  old  halls  to  find  Aladdin's 
lamp  had  been  brought  into  play  within  the  time 
we  were  absent.  No  longer  an  Illinois  Female 
College,  but  an  Illinois  Woman's  College. 
Society  halls,  new  buildings,  exterior  and  inte- 
rior transformations;  it  seemed  we  had  been 
gone  but  a  day,  but  the  influence — delicate  as  the 
dying  strains  of  music  sweet,  that  sacred  influ- 
ence shall  last  and  grow  ever  stronger  'til  the 
"golden  bowl  be  broken  and  the  pitcher  goes  no 
longer  to  the  fountain." 

The  scene  is  passed,  the  vision  fade.s  from 
view,  and  once  more  the  realities  of  life  appear. 
They  find  our  faculties  the  last  addition  to  the 
faculty  of  I.  W.  C,  imparting  valuable  informa- 
tion to  aspiring  students,  managing  a  corridor 
with  ten  live  girls — prim,  pious  and  peculiar — 
dealing  as  we  were  dealt  with,  remembering  that 
heard  melodies  are  sweet,  yet  sweeter  far  are  the. 
silent  strains  which  youthful  fancy  played  — 
silent,  yet  the  echoes  are  full  of  a  glad,  bright 
harmony. 

While  the  College  rejoices  in  its  inspiring' 
history  of  more  than  fifty  years,  it  looks  forward 
to  the  rising'  sun.  Complacent  in  the  daughters 
who  have  already  won  distinction  and  loyally  re- 
turned to  lay  their  honors  at  her  feet,  she  smiles 
with  peculiar  interest  and  affection  upon  those 
who  today  linger  within  her  walls.  She  can  offer 
no  better  wish  than  that  they  may  ever  bear  with 
them  the  spirit  and  ideals  which  have  ruled  tlieir 
college  days. 

Our  task  is  done.  The  future  is  left  to  a 
prophet  who,  with  the  folly  of  youth,  imagines 
he  is  possessed  of  a  mystical  lore  that  comes 
only  with  the  sunset  of  lite. 

'•O,  tliere  are  voices  of  the  Past, 

Links  of  a  broken  chain, 
Wings  that  can  bear  me  back  to  times 

Which  cannot  come  again; 
Yet  God  forbid  that  I  should  lose 

The  echoes  that  remain  1" 

Emma  Burnett,  '')7-'0l. 


of  the  hostess,  the  guests  had  planned  to  make 
this  a  birthday  celebration,  and  two  spoons — the 
one  for  Miss  Ludwig  and  the  other  for  "John 
Henry" — were  presented  by  Miss  Austin  -w-ith  the 
good  wishes  of  the  faculty'.  The  time  passed  all 
too  quickly  while  we  were  engaged  in  playing 
"flinch"  and  "ping-pong"  and  in  partaking  of 
the  dainty  refreshments  served  by  the  hostess. 

Saturday,  November  22d,  Miss  Ludwig  en- 
tertained the  French  classes.  The  hours  were 
from  four  till  six,  and  never  were  two  hours 
made  more  enjoyable  than  these.  The  little  bird 
that  tells  so  manj'  things  made  itself  useful  on 
this  occasion  by  revealing  to  the  girls  the  fact 
that  November  22d  was  Miss  Ludwig's  birthday. 
And  so  the  girls  came  prepared  with  greetings 
and  presented  the  hostess  with  flowers,  fruit  and 
a  book,  little  tokens  of  esteem  in  which  they  held 
her.  The  attractive  games,  flinch  and  ping- 
pong,  added  much  to  the  merriment  of  the  after- 
noon. Later,  a  delicious  lunch  was  enjoyed,  and 
the  girls  departed  wishing-  the  hostess  many 
more  happy  birthdays. 

On  Friday  afternoon,  the  12th  of  December, 
there  was  a  look  of  expectancy  on  all  the  girls 
faces.  In  the  china  room,  the  tables  were  full  of 
mysterious  looking  bundles  and  paper  sacks  As 
soon  as  the  four  o'clock  bell  rang,  all  the  girls 
threw  down  their  brushes  and  pencils,  and  then 
set  ton'ork.  The  bountiful  feast  which  was  soon 
spread  out  showed  that  the  studio  girls  would 
make  good  housewives  as  well  as  artists.  Dr. 
and  Mrs.  Harker,  Baby  Ruth,  Miss  Cole  and  the 
girls  who  had  been  fortunate  enough  to  have 
been  asked  to  pose  were  the  invited  guests.  At 
half  past  five,  all  sat  down  around  the  platform 
(which  had  been  draped  and  decorated  for  the  oc- 
casion.) Sandwiches,  salads,  potato  chips,  olives, 
nuts,  cream,  cake,  fruit  and  bonbons,  and  in  fact 
everything  that  is  usually  included  in  a  college 
girls'  spread,  all  these  things  were  very  much  in 
evidence  when  the  feast  began,  but  not  for  very 
long,  for  the  thirty-six;  girls  did  justice  to  the  re- 
past. All  of  the  girls  think  that  the  new  studio 
is  an  ideal  place  for  a  spread,  and  that  Miss 
Knopf  is  a  charming'  hostess. 


SOCIAL. 

Saturday  evening,  November  the  22d,  the 
members  of  the  faculty  were  very  pleasantly  en- 
tertained by  Miss  Ludwig.     Much  to  the  surprise 


French  teacher — "Miss  X,  why  does  the  ad- 
jective vertueux  come  after  the  nounV" 

Miss  X — "Why  simply  because  every  man  is 
not  supjjosed  to  be  virtuous." 


*  COLLEGE  GREETINGS  ' 


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VOL  VI 


JACKSONVILLE  ILL  JAN  190: 


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4 


THE  STUDY   OF    SHAKESPEARE 


MRS.  BELLE   PAXTON    DRURY,  '63, 

AS  this  is  an  age  of  specialties  it  is  well  to 
carry  the  idea  even  into  methods  of 
^^  self  improvement.  No  person  has 
time  to  read  everything  that  pours 
from  the  prolific  "press  of  the  day,  so  it  is  wise  to 
determine  to  be  rooted  and  grounded  in  at  least 
one  good  book.  There  is  so  much  virtue  in 
knowing-  some  one  thing  well  that  there  is  a  say- 
ing which  advises  to  "Beware  of  the  man  of  one 
book."  "Beware"  being  used  in  the  good  sense 
that  such  a  mind  is  well  nigh  invulnerable,  at 
least  along  the  chosen  line,  as  any  subject  may 
lead  everywhere  it  is  safe  to  say  that  the  person 
ot  any  one  idea,  one  hobby,  one  book,  need  not 
necessarily  lack  a  wide  culture. 

Especially  may  this  be  the  case  if  the  author 
chosen  be'the  supremeof  writers, Shakespeare, as 
this  wide-brained,  large-souled  man  teaches  les- 
sons which  enrich  the  fancy,  strengthen  the  vir- 
tue, and  elevate  character  in  every  way,  be- 
sides furnishing  a  treasure  trove  of  ideas  for  the 
use  of  those  who  would  improve  the  social  con- 
dition of  the  people  for  he  has  clironicled  the 
light  and  shade  of  human  passion  from  the  van- 
tage ground  of  universal  comprehension.  The 
manhood  of  the  Anglo  Saxon  is  no  idle  theme, 
and  the  singer  is  no  "poet  of  an  empty  day:" — 

"The  folk  who  lived  in  Shakespeare's  day 
And  saw  that  gentle  figure  pass 

By  London's  bridge — his  frequent  way — 
They  little  knew  what  man  he  was! 

Yet  'twas  the  king  of  England's  kings! 

The  rest,  with  all  their  pomps  and  trains. 
Are  mouldered,  half  remembered  things — 

'Tis  he  alone  that  lives  and  reigns!" 

And  why?  Simply  because  he  is  so  incon- 
ceivably wise,  especially  in  that  most  desirable 
direction,  a  true  wisdom  of  life.  His  ideas  now 
permeate  modern  literature  and  his  repute  shows 
no   si<i'ns   of   decadence.       After   three   hundred 


years  his  writings  exhibit  no  marks  of  decline 
but  are  strong  and  fresh  as  if  indued  with  the 
spirit  of  immortal  youth. 

"It  I  say,"  writes  Carlyle,  "that  Shakespeare 
is  the  greatest  of  intellects,  I  have  said  all  con- 
cerning him."  And  yet  not  so,  for  Shakespeare 
was  not  simply  possessed  of  a  great  intellect. 
Many  men  have  been  thus  endowed,  he  was  also 
a  great  moral  power,  and  his  chief  virtue  lies 
in  the  fact  that  as  a  moral  as  well  as  intellectual 
guide  he  is  so  supreme. 

It  is  true  that  when  Shakespeare  wrote,  it 
was  to  produce  a  play  and  not  a  sermon.  Sim- 
ply to  point  out  a  moral  was  not  his  object.  Yet 
so  truly  does  he  picture  life  without  warning, 
exhorting  or  condemning  that  the  moral  is  self 
evident.  He  may  not  himself  have  fully  appre- 
ciated how  much  his  plays  revealed  to  others. 

Some  one  suggests,  that,  like  Columbus,  he 
may  not  have  seen  all  the  wealth  that  belonged 
to  the  new  world  of  his  discovery,  yet  his  achiev- 
ment  loses  no  claim  upon  our  gratitude.  One  se- 
cret of  the  potency  of  the  Shakespearian  drama 
is  the  fact  that  it  portrays  the  life  as  a  whole  so 
that  it  is  seen  in  the  mutual  relations  of  its 
parts. 

Of  the  poet  himself  it  is  certainly  true  that 
the  world  knew  no  more  of  him  than  that  he  was 
born  at  Stratford,  married,  had  three  children, 
went  to  London  when  he  commenced  as  actor, 
wrote  poems  and  plays,  returned  to  Stratford, 
died  and  was  buried.  That  he  was  a  poacher, 
intimate  with  bad  women,  died  of  exposure  after 
a  drunken  bout,  are  the  traditions  about  this  au- 
thor which  make  it  impossible  for  some  minds, 
such  as  Emerson's,  for  instance,  to  reconcile  the 
poet  with  his  work.  Other  men  have  lived  lives, 
he  says,  in  some  sort  of  keeping  with  their 
thoughts,  but  this  man  in  wide  contrast.  But 
with  all  due  deference  to  Mr.  Emerson's  opinion 
can  we  think  that  any  man  lives  a  life  in  opposi- 
tion to  his  prevailing  thought? 

Look  above  the  gossip  about  Shakespeare 
and  consider   how  much  cliaracter   he   reveals  in 


2  3^ 


College   Oreetings. 


his  writing's, the  calm,  profound  wisdom,  in  utter 
dissonance  to  foolish  and  unseemly  living. 

But  leaving-  the  man  Shakespeare  to  that  un- 
disturbed rest  the  epitaph  upon  his  tomb  de- 
mands,consider  in  what  ways  we  learn  of  liim. 
The  successful  study  and  appreciation  of  so 
great  an  author  as  Shakespeare  requires  certain 
previous  qualifications.  He  is  so  many-sided  that 
he  lays  a  tribute  upon  all  departments  of  know- 
ledge. This  makes  it  incumbent  upon  the  reader 
who  would  follow  him  intelligently  to  know  some 
thing  of  everything,  from  psychology  down  to 
ornithology  with  all  the  otlier  "oligies"  sand- 
wiched betvi'een. 

If  the  reader  knows  nothing  of  metaphysics 
what  shall  he  do  when  he  comes  to  the  profound 
meditations  of  Hamlet?  If  he  has  paid  no  at- 
tention to  one  of  the  most  fascinating  of  studies, 
ornithology,  how  shall  he  understand,  for  in- 
stance, the  lines  the  fool  uses  in  King"  Lear  as  an 
example  of  shameless  ingratitude? 

"The  hedge  sparrow  fed  the  cuckoo  so  long 
That  its  had  it  head  bit  off  by  it  young." 

Here  we  have  not  only  the  ornithological  fact 
that  otlier  birds  hatch  the  eggs  of  the  cuckoo, 
and  become  foster  parents  to  the  young  birds, but 
also  the  folk-lore  embodied  in  the  old  German 
superstition  that  as  soon  as  the  young  cuckoo  is 
grown  it  devours  its  foster  parents.  There  is 
tlie  additional  item  that  in  Shakespeare's  time 
the  pronoun  "its"  was  seldom  used, so, in  the  text 
line,  -'it"  occurs  twice. 

To  follow  Shakespeare  easily  and  uiuier- 
standingiv  one  must  know  not  only  history,  psy- 
chology, science,  ethics,  religion,  and  literature, 
but  must  also  have  acquaintance  with  Anglo- 
Saxon  and  early  English,  together  with  some 
knowledge  of  astrology, alchemy ,  and  otlieroccult 
sciences  of  the  middle  ages. 

His  Elfin  dramas  require  a  degree  of  insiglit 
into  supernatural  subjects, such  as  sylplis.spirits, 
gnomes,  and  witches.  When  it  is  remembered 
that  magic  was  once  considered  the  extreme  of 
sacred  knowledge,  that  seers  could  see  demons 
from  the  under  world,  the  magic  of  Prospero's 
enchanted  island  becomes  more  familiar,  and 
Prospero  is  recognized  as  the  righteous  man 
learning  in  the  tempest  of  life  how  properly  to 
combine  and  harmonize  the  real  and  ideal,  and 
so  is  able  to  command  the  invisible  elements  in 
the  person  of  Ariel  and  to  subdue  sensual  forces 
typified  by  rude  Caliban.     Aiipelius  says,  among- 


other  things  accomplished  by  magic,  that  the 
moon  was  made  to  send  a  "poisonous  spume." 
Does  this  not  throw  light  upon  Shakespeare's 
lines: 

"Upon  the  corner  of  the  moon 

There  hangs  a  vaporous  drop  profound." 

Some  adequate  cause  for  the  introduction  of 
unearthly  beings  into  the  drama  must  be  sought. 
Shakespeare,  possibly,  did  not  introduce  super- 
natural scenes  in  Macbeth  for  so  inadequate  a 
reason  merely  as  that  intercourse  with  the  spir- 
itual was  considered  possible  in  Northern  Scot- 
land. Rather  he  grasped  the  primary  signifi- 
cance of  superstition,  making  it  mean  so  much 
that  no  critic  has  as  yet  answered  satisfactorily 
the  question,  "Who  are  these  so  withered  and  so 
wild  in  their  attire? 

A  purely  objective  study  of  Shakespeare  is 
never  well  rewarded.  Much  as  the  German  com- 
mentators have  been  ridiculed  tor  their  subjective 
criticism  of  the  poet,  they  have,  nevertheless, 
stimulated  the  study  of  the  dramatist  as  no  mere 
critic  of  words,  phrases,  and  poetic  forms  can 
ever  do.  Of  what  importance  is  it  whether  in  the 
Tempest  the  witch  Sycorax  is  "blue  eyed"  or 
"blear-eyed"  if  we  get  no  spiritual  meaning  from 
the  marvelous  picture  of  human  life  the  play  so 
well  exhibits?  But,  on  the  other  hand,  if  no 
attention  be  paid  to  the  meaning  of  certain 
words,  poetic  forms,  and  figures  of  speech,  much 
recondite  meaning  will  be  lost. 

In  this  play  of  the  Tempest  if  the  mvthologi- 
cal  interlude  of  the  masque  be  not  carefullv  ana- 
lyzed and  tlie  significance  of  the  classical  figures 
introduced  be  not  duly  noticed,  there  is  danger 
of  agreeing  with  the  critics  who  see  nothing-  in 
it  except  a  pretty  scene  introduced  in  compli- 
ment of  the  marriage  of  King  James'  daughter. 
The  masque  did,  no  doubt,  serve  some  such  pur- 
pose as  a  charming  tribute  to  a  princess,  yet  it 
IS  not  merely  this,  but  indicates  the  basal  rock 
upon  which  true  connubial  happiness  is  founded. 
Here,  it  seems,  that  some  knowledge  of  mytholo- 
gy is  necessary, if  we  would  appreciate  the  poet's 
frequent  allusions  to  it.  The  critics  say  he  used 
fewer  classical  allusions  as  he  grew  older,  but 
certainly  the  Tempest,  when  Juno  sings  the  mar- 
riage song  and  bounteous  Ceres  and  saffron- 
winged  Iris  appear,  is  not  an  early  plav.  The 
poet's  use  of  mythology  is  so  admirable  that 
youthful-minded  readers,  at  least,  rejoice  that  he 
wrote  many  plays  before  he  grew  older  and  wiser. 


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Indeed  he  never  was  old,  and  was  he  not  always 
wise?  In  Merchant  ol  Venice,  how  the  classical 
allusions  add  dignity  and  force  wherever  they 
appear,  and  they  are  by  no  means  incompatible 
with  simplicity  of  style.  Yes,  the  student  who 
Would  know  Shakespeare  must  not  neglect  the 
study  of  the  ancients,  for  the  Greek  is  still  the 
world's  schoolmaster,  The  myths  are  still  preg- 
nant with  divine  ideas,  though  Pan  is  dead  and 
the  oracles  are  dumb. 

But  while  it  is  true  that  much  previous 
knowledge  is  of  importance  in  enabling  the  stu- 
dent to  appreciate  the  details  of  such  matters  as 
history,  language  and  so  forth,  in  Shakespeare, 
yet  an  uneducated  person,  who,  like  Portia,  is 
not  bred  so  dull  but  she  may  learn,  can  soon  sup- 
ply the  defects  of  being  generally  uninformed, 
for  the  strength  of  a  conquered  author,  when 
conquered  in  love,  passes  into  the  conqueror,  so 
the  reader  may  gain  by  sympathetic  insig-ht 
something'  of  Shakespeare's  larg'e-minded  uni- 
versality. They  say,  indeed,  that  the  poet  him- 
self was  no  great  scholar!  Be  this  as  it  may,  he 
certainly  has  the  power  to  create  students.  Man 
has  never  had  a  more  remarkable  teacher  than 
this  marvelous  dramatist,  who  penetrated  into 
the  verities  of  humanity,  and  by  his  occult  sym- 
pathy with  hijman  nature  depicts  what  is  in  man 
in  such  a  way  that  his  characters  are  not  only 
true  to  history,  but  true  also  to  the  individual 
within  each  reader.  Shakespeare's  dramatis 
personae  represent  mental  states  and  principles; 
his  truths,  like  those  of  Scripture,  are  of  univer- 
sal application.  His  grand  theme  is  life. — all- 
absorbing  and  mysterious  life — which  includes 
within  itselt  everything  which  may  be  dreamed 
of  in  our  philosophy,  and  the  interest  of  which 
is  commensurate  with  the  love  of  it.  When 
Ulysses  meets  Achilles  in  Hades,  he  finds  Achil- 
les still  more  interested  in  life  than  in  anything 
else.  Who  can  teach  so  much  upon  that  subject 
as  Shakespeare?  What  other  writer  has  so  in- 
fused his  philosophy  into  living  forms  that  the 
subjective  receives  an  objective  existence?  What 
other  poetry,  in  like  degree,  sublimes  reason, 
and  teaches  that  self-knowledge  can  never  be  a 
vicarious  task? 

The  first  and  most  important  preparation 
for  the  succcessful  study  of  Shakespeare  consists 
in  a  certain  mental  state,  The  mind  should  not 
be  hermetically  sealed,  but  should  be  kept  in  an 
open,  receptive  attitude,  capable  of  following 
after  truth  and  ready  to  appropriate  it  when 
found.     As  our  author  makes  "Hamlet"  say: 


"What  is  a  man. 
If  his  chief  g'ood  and  profit  of  his  time 
Is  but  to  sleep  and  feed?  a  beast,  no  more. 
Sure  He  who  made  us  with  such  large  discourse 
Looking-  before  and  after,  gave  us  not 
That  capability  and  God-like  reason 
To  first  in  s  uunused." 

Shakespeare  is  himself  a  wise  aid  in  helping 
to  relieve  the  miud  of  dogmatism  and  narrow- 
ness. He  frequently  makes  use  of  the  Platonic 
idea  of  the  tripartite  nature  of  the  soul.  It  is 
useless  to  contend  that  Shakespeare  does  not  say 
so.  He  does  not  once  mention  Magna  Charta  iu 
King"  John,  yet  what  is  this  prelude  to  the  Eng'lish 
historical  plays  if  it  be  not  an  illustration  of  the 
principles  of  Magna  Charta? 

In  Troilus  and  Cressida,  Ulysses  makes  a 
speech  in  which  he  puts  the  philosophy  of  Plato's 
Republic  in  a  nutshell,  making  reason,  affection 
and  appetite  stand  in  their  proper  order  of  prece- 
dence— 

"When  everything  includes  itself  in  power, 

Power  into  will,  will  into  appetite. 

And  appetite,  an  universal  wolf, 

So  doubly  seconded  by  will  and  power. 

Must  make,  perforce,  an  universal  prey. 

And,  last,  eat  up  himself." 

The  plot  of  most  of  the  tragedies  hinges 
upon  the  undue  development  of  one  or  another  of 
these  three  powers — will,  reason,  affection  or  the 
sensuous  nature — or  else  the  collision  is  caused 
by  disarrangement  of  the  true  order  of  prece- 
dence. As  Shakespeare  is  a  moral  philosopher, 
in  King'  Lear,  for  instance,  he  does  not  simplv 
tell  a  story  unnatural  and  irrational  in  its  founda- 
tion about  an  old  man's  madness.  Neither  is  his 
object  solely  to  depict  filial  ing'ratitude,  but 
rather  the  fact  iu  human  experience  is  drama- 
tized that  when  the  intellect  completely  surren- 
ders to  the  affections,  degeneracy  of  character 
begins,  and  the  individual,  like  Lear,  finally 
loses  command  over  himself,  the  family  and  the 
state,  Lear,  the  poor,  infirm,  old  man,  abdi- 
cates his  rig'htful  kingdom,  as  he  rages  in  help- 
less impotence  in  the  fury  of  the  storm — a 
g'reater  storm  within  himself — is  in  striking'  con- 
trast to  Prospero,  the  man  who  binds  the  hostile 
forces  of  nature  to  do  his  bidding  in  the  person 
of  Caliban,  and  sends  beneficent  ones  in  form  of 
Ariel  to  execute  his  behests. 

Coleridg'e  says  no  man  was  ever  yet  a  great 
poet  who  was  not  also  a  g'reat  philosopher.     Our 


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poet  was  a  philosopher  by  virtue  of  the  fact  that 
he  inculcates  general  ideas  which  are  the  law  to 
a  great  variety  of  facts,  and  he  also  teaches  the 
art  of  the  adequate  comprehension  of  principles. 
It  has  been  said  that  Socrates  affirmed  the  abso- 
lute goodness,  Xenophon  the  absolute  truth, 
Plato  the  absolute  beauty,  but  Shakespeare,  the 
representative  man,  who  is  said  to  have  correlat- 
ed the  Greek  and  Anglo-Saxon  cultures,  affirmed 
them  all.  Not,  of  course,  in  the  cold,  abstract 
terms  of  pure  philosophy,  but  in  the  glowing 
forms  of  poetic  expression  and  in  a  language 
which  is  indeed  'a  field  of  the  cloth  of  gold."  In 
his  province  of  dramatist,  he  solves  life's  prob- 
lems both  philosophically  and  practically,  for,  as 
he  says,  a  drama  turns  the  accomplishment  of 
many  years  into  an  hour  glass.  He  is  the  poet 
of  wisdom,  of  conscience  and  of  self-knowledge. 
No  one  can  read  him  thoughtfully  without  being 
improved  in  all  departments  of  knowledge  as 
well  as  in  taste,  feeling,  and  morals. 

It  has  been  objected  that  he  presents  for  our 
admiration  no  great  religious  hero.  How  strange 
that  he  should  be  censured  for  religious  limita- 
tions when  every  drama  has  its  text,  severe  in  its 
moral  outcome  as  the  strictest  Puritan  could 
wish,  for  Shakespeare  is  king  of  the  drama,  not 
so  much  on  account  of  his  wealth  of  invention,  or 
grace  of  diction,  or  power  of  imagination,  or 
vividness  of  fancy,  as  in  consequence  of  the 
moral  idea  in  each  f>lay.  This  idea  was  demand- 
ed by  an  age  fresh  from  the  hands  of  the  reforma- 
tion; also  by  the  moral  and  aesthetic  perceptions 
of  the  poet  himself.  No  dry,  theological  theory 
was  of  interest  to  him,  but  the  great  facts  of 
God's  universe  were  reflected  from  his  mind.  To 
him  the  world  was  not  divided  into  two  compart- 
ments, one  sacred,  one  profane;  but  the  natural 
and  spiritual  were  harmonious  parts  of  the  same 
divine  order.  Not  unmindful  of  the  life  to  come, 
he  shows  the  unseen  influences  for  weal  or  woe 
which  meet  us  here  upon  the  banks  and  shoals  of 
time.  His  great  historical  theorem  is  that  pun- 
ishment is  only  guilt  developed,  the  necessarv 
consequence  of  guilt  voluntarily  incurred.  He 
agrees  with  the  Welsh  bard,  Taliesin,  that  God 
himself  cannot  procure  good  for  the  wicked. 
Everywhere  in  the  plays  the  fact'  is  made  clear 
that  character  is  destiny.  With  us  it  is  as  true 
as  of  the  soldiers  before  the  Trojan  city — ''Troy, 
in  our  weakness,  stands  not  in-'^her  strength." 
There  is  scarcely  an  important  doctrine  or  pre- 
cept in  the  Gospel  which  is  not   directly    or  indi- 


rectly recognized  and  enforced  by  Shakespeare 
either  in  sentences  or  in  the  retributions  which 
work  themselves  out  by  natural  processes  during 
the  play. 

But,  cries  the  critic,  can  anything  excuse  the 
poet's  coarseness,  his  confused  metaphors  and 
his  anachronisms?  Yes,  for^the  coarseness  in- 
dividualizes character  as  it  does  in  life;  confused 
figures  of  speech  show  mental  characteristics, 
and  some  of  the  anachronisms  are  on  purpose. 
By  placing  palm  trees  and  lions  in  the  Garden  of 
Arden,  he  would  have  liis  reader  note  that  it  is 
an  ideal  realm  and  not  a  veritable  English  forest. 
What  if  he  does"  put  cannon  on  the  stage 
prior  to  its  invention?  What  if  he  places  Nero 
800  years  B.  C,  and  causes  a  vessel  to  be  wrecked 
100  miles  from  any  sea;  is  not  genius  a  law  unto 
itself?  For  does  not  Goethe  make  Faust  men- 
tion Luther,  while  Raphael,  prince  of  painters, 
puts  a  fiddle  in  the  hands  of  Apollo  on  Parnas- 
sus? Shakespeare  is  a  great  moral  and  intellect- 
ual guide  despite  the  carpings  of  verbal  critics. 
As  dramatist,  he  molds  cliaracter  for  the  great 
object  of  the  drama  i.s  the  purification  of  the 
passions. 

Every  age  has  its  own  poet-prophet  who 
speaks  to  it  in  its  own  language.  Shakespeare 
is  ours,  yet  belongs  to  all.  Let  Athens  have 
Aristophanes,  but  all  Greece  shall  not  keep 
Homer.  We  give  Calderon  to  Spain,  but  every 
nation  owns  Cervantes.  Dante  belong-s  to  Italv, 
Milton  to  England,  but  Shakespeare  belongs  to 
man. 

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THE  PRACTICAL  GIRL. 


GOLDEN    BERRYMAN,     '05. 

She  has,  first  of  all.  a  true  womanly  charac- 
ter, a  reputation  above  reproach,  and  a  kind, 
loving  spirit  towards  all.  She  is,  in  fact,  the 
ideal  woman.  She  is  hrst  in  every  just  and 
righteous  cause;  encourages  athletics;  is  a  fine 
student,  and,  indeed,  does  everything  well  that 
she  attempts.  But  her  religious  life  is  of  most 
importance;  for  this  she  will  stand  first  of  all, 
then  for  her  socialduties.  and  lastlyfor  her  work; 
but  she  has  the  power  of  concentration,  and  does 
not  miss  the  time  she  has  spent  among  her 
friends.  As  some  one  has  aptly  expressed  it, 
"She  has  her  heart  in  her  work,"  and  in  this  way 
she  is  able  to  accomplish  the  work  on  which  oth- 
ers would  spend  twice  the  time. 


COLLEOE   GREETINGS. 


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The  woman  of  to-day  lives  a  very  different 
life  from  those  of  the  past.  There  have  been 
three  stag-es  in  her  development:  first,  the  savage 
age,  when  women  were  mere  beasts  of  burden, 
no  reward  for  their  work,  only  harsh  commands, 
reproaches,  and  often  blows:  next,  the  heroic- 
age,  in  which  women  were  loved  and  deified,  as 
we  find  in  the  story  of  Ulysses  and  his  constant 
love  for  his  wife,  together  with  many  others 
equally  as  noble:  the  third  age  is  tlie  present 
one,  in  which  women  have  every  advantage,  and 
are  placed  on  an  equal  footing  with  men.  Ought 
there  not  be  a  great  development?  We  know 
that  men  build  the  cities,  railroads  and  ships, 
pave  the  streets,  run  the  electric  cars,  and  do  all 
the  heavy  work,  without  which  our  country  could 
not  hold  the  place  it  now  does,  but  think  of 
woman's  influence  over  this!  Some  one  has  said 
that  the  towns  and  cities  would  present  a  very 
different  appearance  if  there  were  no  women. 
What  is  it  that  urg^es  men  to  vi'ork?  Every  one 
will  say,  "Home,"  and  we  all  know  who  makes 
the  home.  How  have  all  of  the  great  men  of  to- 
day, and  how  did  all  those  of  the  past,  get  the 
training  which  enables  them  to  pursue  their 
work?  Whose  influence  moulded  their  characters? 

On  the  other  hand,  how  often,  when  we  hear 
of  a  man's  ddwnfall,  is  the  question  asked,  "Was 
there  a  woman  in  the  case?"  If  we  could  all 
realize  what  our  lives  mean,  would  we  not  all 
become  practical  girls,  and  try  to  exert  only  a 
good  and  wholesome  influence  in  the  world? 

In  Cobbe's  "Duties  of  Women,"  he  says: 

"Women  have  three  classes  of  duties:  re- 
ligious, which  includes  thanksgiving,  repentance, 
prayer,  faith,  adoration  and  self-consecration 
summed  up  in.  'Thou  shalt  love  the  Lord,  thy 
God;'  personal  duties,  including-  chastity,  tem- 
perance, veracity  and  courage,  with  the  sum- 
mary, 'Be  perfect;'  and  social  duties,  which  in- 
clude those  of  the  family,  household,  society  and 
state.  The  summary  for  the  last  group  is,  'Thou 
shalt  love  thy  neighbor  as  thyself.'  " 

Under  the  social  duties,  come  the  duties  to 
friends.  It  is  the  privilege  of  every  one  to  make 
friends,  and  what  is  dearer  than  this  intimacy 
with  one  another?  Many  have  denounced  girlish 
friendships,  saying  that  no  true  love  can  exist 
between  members  of  the  same  sex,  but  many 
women  have  been  known  to  live  with  this  rela- 
tionship alone,  and  to  be  happy  with  it.  We 
have  also  read  many  instances  where  one  has 
died  for  a  friend.     What  better  proof  of  love  can 


be  found  than  this?  The  practical  girl  forms 
many  and  true  friendships,  although,  of  course, 
some  are  dearer  than  others.  Some  one  has  said, 
"She  has  the  closest  love  for  a  few,  tender  and 
true  affection  for  many,  and  kindly  good  will 
toward  all." 

What  better  instance  of  a  practical  girl  can 
one  find,  than  in  college?  Here  one  sees  the 
comparison  between  the  true  girl  and  the  "society 
butterfly."  You  will  hear  some  one  say,  "Oh, 
she's  one  of  those  girls  who  always  has  her  les- 
sons and  won't  disobey  rules;  for  my  part,  give 
me  a  little  fun  and  less  work."  But  wait  a  little 
while  and  see  who  is  the  happier.  Soon  the 
"butterfly"  is  bewailing-  her  lot;  the  practical 
girl  has  won  the  friends  she  wanted  to  win,  to 
say  nothing  of  class  honors.  The  beauty  of  the 
social  pet,  if  she  has  any,  soon  becomes  tiresome; 
her  affected  ways  do  not  win  either  respect  or 
love,  and  she  becomes  insignificant  in  the  minds 
of  the  students  whom  she  had  hoped  to  awe  with 
her  dress  and  manners.  The  motto  of  the  society 
girl  is,  "Let  us  eat,  drink  and  be  merry,  for  to- 
morrow we  die."  She  is  never  to  be  depended  on; 
her  influence,  either  at  home  or  abroad,  is  not 
beneficial,  and  she  is  in  every  way  wholly  selfish. 

How  many  students  g-o  home  on  vacation 
and  help  their  mothers?  Many  of  them,  no 
doubt,  will  go  home,  say  they  are  tired  during- 
the  day,  spend  the  evening-s  at  theatres  or  recep- 
tions, forgetting  all  the  while  that  their  mothers 
need  a  vacation  also.  The  practical  girl  will  go 
home,  however,  with  a  different  spirit.  Her 
parents  and  friends  will  be  glad  to  see  her  home, 
and  when  the  vacation  nears  its  close,  her  people 
will  not  draw  a  sigh  of  relief  as  the  train  pulls 
out,  bearing  her  back  into  a  larger  field  where 
her  influence  may  extend  even  further  than  at 
home!  She  has  given  pleasure  to  all  with  whom 
she  has  come  in  contact.  How  different  are  her 
feeling-s  from  those  of  the  society  girl,  who  has 
had  snch  a  g-ood  time,  and  has  come  back  so  tired, 
and  is  wholly  unable  to  begin  work  again! 

By  this  comparison,  one  can  soon  see  which 
is  the  better  life  to  lead,  not  only  for  the  g-ood  of 
others,  but  for  one's  own  happiness.  Do  not  the 
lives  of  Clara  Barton,  Frances  Willard  and  Helen 
Gould  show  what  is  to  be  gained  from  practical 
womanhood?  Are  their  names  not  reverenced 
not  only  in  this  country,  but  in  the  Old  World? 
The  practical  girl  stands  on  a  foundation  of 
rock;  her  friends  will  stand  by  her,  for  she  is 
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true  to  them,  while  the  so-called   friends   of   the 
society   girl    are    ready    to   change  witli  popular 
opinion. 

But  not  only  on  account  of  earthly  favor 
should  we  desire  to  be  practical,  for  it  is  the 
direct  command  of  God.  What  better  descrip- 
tion of  the  ideal  girl  can  be  found  than  in  the 
thirty-first  chapter  of  Proverbs,  beginning  with 
the  verse,  "Who  can  find  a  virtuous  woman,  for 
her  price  is  far  above  rubies?"  The  last  three 
verses  should  sink  deeply  into  every  heart,  for 
they  are  spoken  directly  to  the  practical  girl — 
"Many  daughters  have  done  virtuously,  but  thou 
excellest  them  all.  P'^avor  is  deceitful  and  beauty 
is  vain;  but  a  woman  that  feareth  the  Lord,  she 
shall  be  praised.  Give  her  the  fruit  of  her  hands: 
and  let  her  own  works  praise  her  in  the  gates." 


"To  live  content  with  small  means;  to  seek 
elegance  rather  than  luxury,  and  refinement 
rather  than  fashion;  to  be  worth}',  not  respecta- 
ble; and  wealthy,  not  rich;  to  listen  to  stars  and 
birds,  babes  and  sages,  with  open  heart;  to  study 
hard;  to  think  quietly,  act  frankly,  talk  gently, 
await  occasions,  hurry  never;  in  a  word,  to  let 
the  spiritual,  unbidden,  and  unconscious  grow 
up  through  the  common — this  is  my  symphony." — 
Chauning. 


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SOCIETY  NOTES. 

The  Phi  Nu  society  is  still  prospering,  with 
an  increase  in  its  membership.  A  number  of 
members  have  been  taken  into  the  society  this 
month,  who  will  prove  to  be  very  worthy  and  a 
great  help  to  Phi  Nu,  as  the  ones  taken  in  at  the 
first  of  the  year  have  shown  themselves  to  be. 
The  work  among  the  members  has  been  except- 
ionally good  this  month — even  better  than  be- 
fore. The  society  work,  as  a  whole,  is  becoming 
very  strong  in  character,  and  we  hope  to  have 
some  of  the  best  work  of  the  school  done  in  our 
Phi  Nu  society. 

At  our  last  meeting,  the  following  numbers 
were  rendered  in  a  most  pleasing  manner: 

Oration Dell  Stevens 

Piano  solo         .         .         -         .  Jessie  Vandine 

Essay Hazel  Hilsabeck 

Amateur Nell  Taylor 

Impromptu — The  Joys  of  a  Post-Grad- 

uate         -         -         -  Olive  Phillippi 

Declamation         -         -         -         -  Mabel  Harry 

Reading Jen  Harker 

Recitation Jane  Johnston 

A  very  enjoyable  feature  ot  several  of  our 
late  programs  has  been  the  informal  talks  given 
on  lier  trip  abroad  last  summer  by  Miss  Kreider, 
a  former  member  of  Phi  Nu.  Her  talks  were 
very  interesting  and  instructive,  and  were  re- 
ceived with  hearty  applause  to  the  last.  She 
gave  her  last  talk  about  two  weeks  ago. 

Little  by  little  we  are  succeeding  in  furnish- 
ing our  hall,  which  is  very  encouraging  to  us.  A 
number  of  new  chairs  for  the  hall  came  a  short 
time  ago,  and  a  number  of  girls  have  been 
chosen  to  hang  the  pictures  given  to  the  society. 

As  the  term  draws  to  a  close,  we  realize  that 
time  for  election  for  new  officers  is  near  at  hand. 
We  have  been  fortunate  in  having  such  able 
members  at  the  head  of  our  society  the  past 
year.     The  officers  are  as  follows: 

Ethel  Wylder,  president. 
Bess  Harker,  vice  president. 


CoLLEQE  Greetings. 


Marj-  Thompson,  secretary. 

Nannie  Myers,  treasurer. 

Annie  White,  critic. 

Amy  Fackt,  serg-eant  at  arms. 

Corinne  Musgrove,  chorister, 

Mabel  Barlow,  chaplain. 

Jen  Harker,  Mabel  Miller,  ushers. 

Emma  Bnllard,  corresponding-  secretary. 

We  hope  to  be  as  fortunate  the  coming-  year. 
The  election  is  to  be  next  Tuesday. 

ess 

BELLES  LETTRES. 

The  new  Belles  Lettres  hall  presents  a  very 
attractive  appearance  with  the  new  oak  desk,  its 
fifty  new  oak  chairs,  its  two  large  cases  of  books 
which  have  been  accumulating  throug-h  several 
generations,  and  we  must  not  forget  to  mention 
the  rugs,  especially  the  one  on  which  extempora- 
neous speeches  are  made.  It  is  said  that  the 
"divine  afflatus"  comes  up  though  this  rug  to  the 
extemporizer.  Soon  the  society  expects  to  have 
new  curtains  which  will  add  much  to  the  beauty 
of  the  room. 

The  society  is  limited  to  fifty-five  members 
and  at  present  about  fifty-two  are  enrolled.  The 
girls  are  doi'ng  excellent  work  this  term  and  the 
programs  sliow  that  much  time  is  spent  in  prep- 
aration. 

Fronie  Kent,  a  former  president  of  Belles 
Lettres,  visited  the  society  a  few  weeks  ago  and 
gave  the  members  quite  an  interesting-  talk 
about  her  school  life  last  year  in  Delaware,  O. 
She  said  that  none  of  the  societies  there  did  as 
good,  strong  work  as  Belles  Lettres,  and  spoke 
of  her  pride  in  having-  been  a  Belles  Lettres. 

A  new  election  will  be  held  some  time  in 
February.     The  present  officers  are: 

President — Edith  Joy,  '03. 
Vice  president — Edna  Read,  '03. 
Secretary — Minnie  Huckeby,  '02. 
Treasurer — Louise  Moore,  '03. 
Corresponding  sec. — Golden  Berryman,  '05. 
Chaplain— Ethel  Craig,  '03. 
Critic— Bertha  Todd,  '03. 
Librarian — Sadie  Triplett,  '03. 
Chorister — Florence  Tunison. 
Sergeant  at  arms — Clara  Swain,  '06. 
Pages— Mabelle  Ash,  '06,  Hazel  Ash,  '06. 


ers  are  a  long-  way  off,  yet  Miss  Bruner  and  the 
girls  at  her  table  were  suddenly  inspired  not 
long  since,  and  the  following  is  the  result: 

As  I  went  homeward  o'er  the  hill, 
1  passed  me  by  a  moss-grown  mill. 
And  bathed  within  the  rippling  rill, 
But  soon  found  I  was  g-rowiug-  chill. 
And  felt  that  I  was  very  ill. 
Mother  told  me  to  lie  still 
While  she  administered  a  pill. 
Which  I  did  take  with  much  ill  will. 
As  I  was  lying  there  so  still, 
A  bird  lit  on  the  window  sill. 
As  cheery  as  a  daffodil; 
It  must  have  been  a  whip-poor-will — 
It  surely  was — for  oh!  its  trill 
Was  very  sweet  and  yet  so  shrill; 
It  sang-  and  sang  and  sang  until 
Its  music  all  the  house  did  fill. 


THE   JUNIOR-FRESHMAN 
SLEIGH   RIDE. 


Although  the  poetical  days  of  birds  and  flow- 


The  snow  which  has  been  on  during  the  last 
two  weeks  has  furnished  a  great  deal  of  pleasure 
for  the  girls  at  I.  W.  C.  There  were  several 
jolly  sleighing  parties,  and  they  all  had  a  delight- 
ful time,  we  know.  None  of  these,  however,  I 
am  sure,  was  quite  as  jolh'  or  had  quite  as  good 
a  time  as  the  junior-freshman  party  last  Wednes- 
day afternoon. 

At  15  minutes  before  four,  three  large  sleds 
were  waiting  in  front  of  the  College,  It  is  need- 
less to  say  that  these  were  soon  occupied  by  the 
members  of  the  two  classes;  and  were  soon  off 
with  the  bells  jingling  merrily.  The  sleighing 
was  fine,  and  we  were  driven  down  South  Main, 
back,  around — everywhere,  in  fact,  that  a  sled 
could  be  drawn. 

After  a  little  more  than  an  hour,  we  turned 
toward  home,  and  were  beginning-  to  think  of 
some  way  in  which  we  might  attempt  to  thank 
the  juniors,  when  the  sleds  were  stopped  in  front 
of  Vickery's,  and  we  were  invited  to  step  in. 
This  was  almost  too  much  for  us,  but  we  sur- 
vived and  reached  the  College  a  few  moments 
before  the  dinner  bell  rang. 

The  freshman  class  cannot  express  its  appre- 
ciation, but  it  wishes  to  extend  its  hearty  thanks 
and  give  "Three  cheers  for  1904!" 


S-^U 


CoLLEOE   Greetings. 


ELOCUTION  NOTES. 


Several  new  students  have  enrolled  for  work 
this  term,  Miss  Shuff,  '02,  taking-  graduate  work. 

The  classes  have  organized  for  pantomime 
and  g-eneral  literary  interpretation,  and  good, 
earnest  work  beg^uu.  The  new  home  for  the 
school  has  undoubtedly  had  an  influence  upon 
the  students,  for  there  has  never  been  more  en- 
thusiasm and  sincerity  in  this  study  than  now. 

The  senior  recital  programs  are  well  along 
in  preparation,  and  will  be  given  between  March 
15  and  April  15. 

see 

COLLEGE  OF  MUSIC. 

One  of  the  very  enjoyable  faculty  recitals  of 
the  term  was  that  of  Miss  Kreider,  given  at 
Grace  church  December  5.  Her  program  was  an 
unusually  fine  one,  and  was  enjoyed  by  a  large 
audience.  She  was  assisted  by  Miss  Long,  who 
played  in  her  usual  pleasing  manner.  The  fol- 
lowing is  the  program: 

Air  from  Elijah — "Hear  ye,  Israel"  -  Mendelssohn 
Song  Cycle — "Schoen  Gretlein"  (by 

request)  -        -         -  von  Fielitz 

Violin — Fantasie  (Faust)  -       -         -        -      Alard 

Songs— a     I  Mind  the  Day     -        -        -      Willeby 

I  b     Irish  Hush  Song       -         -       Needham 

f  c     A  Little  Thief       -         -         -  Stern 

Songs— a     Songs  My  Mother  Taught  Me  -  Dvorak 

b     Hidden  Love     -        -         -        .      Grieg 

c     The  Sandman       -         -         -      Brahms 

d     In  Autumn        .         .         .         .     Franz 

Ave  Maria Bizet 

(With  violin,  piano  and  organ  accompaniment  ) 

A  piano  recital  was  given  in  the  chapel  De- 
cember 11th  by  Minnie  and  Inez  Huckeby.  Their 
program  was  well  chosen,  and  their  playing 
showed  hard  study  and  careful  training.  An- 
other piano  recital  was  given  Wednesday,  Decem- 
ber 17th,  by  Ethel  Dudley,  assisted  by  Stella 
Shuff. 

Under  direction  of  Mr.  Stead,  the  Mendels- 
sohn club,  which  is  a  chorus  of  over  70  voices, 
meets  every  Tuesday  evening  in  the  College 
chapel.  The  girls  rooming  directly  over  the 
chapel  have  actually  been  found  sitting  spell- 
bound under  the  strains  of  Mendelssohn's  Athae- 
lie,  while  the  books  of  learning  lay  forgotten  on 
the  table  before  them. 


Several  private  recitals  have  been  held  dui'- 
ing  the  month,  and  the  programs  show  that 
earnest  and  faithful  work  has  been  done  by  the 
music  students  this  term.  The  concert  to  be 
given  next  Monday  evening  is  expected  to  be  one 
of  the  best  term  concerts. 

see 
ATHLETICS. 

The  athletic  association  held  a  called  meet- 
ing Nov.  19.  Edna  Kenzle  and  Mazie  Harris  were 
elected  captains.  The  following  names  were 
chosen: 


Brownies — 

( Mazie  Harris. 
F.    •<  Leda  Elsberry. 
I  Stella  Shepherd. 

I  Zelda  Sidell. 
C.    <  Maud  Stevens. 
I  Bertha  Todd. 

I  Edith  Weber. 
B.     <  Olive  Glick. 
(  Mabel  Harry. 


Midgets— 

(Edna  Kenzle. 

<  Edna  Starkey. 

( Mabel  Parshall. 

i  Dessa  Warner. 

<  Lucille  Brown. 
I  Birdie  Peck. 

i  Linnie  Dowell. 

<  N'ellie  Hollenback. 
"(  Mabel  Burns. 


Another  meeting  was  called  Nov.  21.  Bea- 
trice Rupert  and  Georgie  Harris  were  made  cap- 
tains and  their  teams  are: 


Princeton- 


I  Georgie  Harris. 

Anna  Hansen. 
'  Merda  Work. 

1  Lillian  Iker. 
I  Alma  Booth. 
I  Janie  Johnston. 

1  Susan  Rebhan. 
,  Belva  McArthur. 
I  Ethel  Dudley. 


Cornell — 

i  Beatrice  Rupert. 

<  Ora  Holben. 

(  Grace  Woodward. 

!  Hazel  Hilsabeck. 
Mary  Eades. 
Frances  Fait. 

( Lulu  Fairbanks. 
■!  Mary  Timmons. 
I,  Lillian  Switser. 


Now  the  six  teams  are  permanentl}' organized, 
and  each  team  has  had  two  games  during  the 
past  month.  The  first  games  were  on  the  order 
of  practice  games,  to  decide  on  the  regular  posi- 
tions of  the  players. 

Nov.  19 — Yale  with  Harvard;  won  by  Har- 
vard, 6  to  4. 

Nov.  21 — Brownies  vs.  Midgets;  won  by 
Brownies,  9  to  3, 

Nov.  28 — Princeton  vs.  Cornell;  won  bv  Cor- 
nell, 6  to  4. 

The  regular  games  were: 

Dec.  3 — Yale  vs.  Harvard;  score,  10  to  16,  in 
favor  of  Harvard;  Miss  Johnson,  referee:  um- 
pires, Sara  Davis,  Edna  Kienzle;  timekeeper, 
Mazie  Harris;  scorer,  Edna  Starkey;  linemen, 
Georgia  Harris.  Mabel  Parshall. 

Dec.  10 — Brownies  vs.  Midgets;  score,  12  to 
10,  in  favor  of  Brownies;  referee.  Miss  Johnson: 
umpires,    Edna   Read  and  Sarah  Triplett;  time- 


COLivEOE  Greetings. 


^3? 


keeper,  Anna    Lumsden;  scorer,    Frances   Scott; 
linesmen,  Dessa  Warner,  Sara  Davis. 

Dec.  12 — Princeton  vs.  Cornell;  score,  12  to 
11,  in  favor  of  Princeton;  referee,  Delia  Stevens; 
umpires,  Annie  White,  Amy  Fackt;  timekeeper, 
Edna  Starkey;  scorer,  Mabel  Parshall;  linesmen. 
Zillali  Ransom,  Lucile  Woodward. 

Volley  ball  wWl  soon  be  introduced  for  those 
girls  who  have  not  the  privilege  of  being  on  a 
basket  ball  team. 

Several  interesting"  practice  games  have  taken 
place  since  the  holidays,  and  the  custom  of  serv- 
ing tea  or  chocolate  and  wafers  after  the  game 
has  been  instituted,  which  adds  to  the  pleasure, 
if  not  the  de.xterity  of  the  athletic  girl. 

Edna  Read,  Reporter. 


NEW  ALUMNAE  CATALOGUE. 


COLLEGE  NOTES. 


President  Harker  expects  to  publish  this 
spring-  a  new  catalogue  of  the  alumnae  of  the 
College.  The  names  of  the  alumnae  will  be 
given  in  three  lists  for  greater  convenience  of 
reference: 

First,  in  alphabetical  arrangement,  g'iving 
their  names  while  in  school,  with  date  of  gradu- 
ation. 

Second,  a  list  by  classes,  giving  present 
names  and  addresses. 

Third,  a  list  by  towns,  arranged  alphabet- 
ically, showing  at  a  glance  all  that  live  in  the 
same  town  or  city. 

Experience  shows  that  it  is  very  difficult  to 
secure  a  correct  list  of  the  alumnae  and  their 
present  address.  But  such  a  list,  if  correct,  is 
of  great  value,  and  therefore  every  effort  will  be 
made  to  insure  its  correctness. 

We  request  the  help  of  every  alumna  and 
old  student.  Write  to  the  president,  and  g'ive 
the  addresses  of  all  you  know  who  have  changed 
residence  or  name  within  the  last  tew  years. 

A  list  is  also  desired  of  persons  who  have 
attended  the  College,  but  did  not  graduate.  We 
have  now  no  record  of  such  persons  at  all. 

Copies  of  the  last  alumnae  catalogue,  g-iving 
the  addresses  as  they  were  three  years  ago,  will 
be  sent  to  any  one  on  application.  We  wish  a 
great  many  would  send  for  it,  and  look  over  the 
list,  and  assist  in  making  the  new  catalogue 
complete  and  correct  in  every  way. 

We  especially  request  information  with  re- 
g'ard  to  marriages  or  deaths  among  the  alumnae. 


School  opened  Jan.  6  with  increased  attend- 
ance.    The  new  students  enrolled  are: 

Miss  VanBuskirk,  Monticello,  Ind. 

Lola  Young,  Mason  City,  111. 

Misses  Morin  and  Peterson,  Clark  Hill,  Ind. 

Maude  Cooksey,  Mt.  Vernon,  111. 

Violet  Doney,  Canton,  111. 

Miss  Potter,  Kewanee,  111. 

Miss  Smith,  Ashland.  111. 

Julia  and  Lucretia  Butts.  Lougview,  Tex. 

Edith  Loose,  '01,  visited  friends  at  the  Col- 
lege while  arranging"  for  her  sister,  Amanda,  to 
attend  school. 

A  new  teacher.  Miss  Laura  Pittman,  has 
been  added  to  the  literary  faculty. 

Miss  Stiles,  the  former  art  teacher,  at  the 
Woman's  College,  g^ave  a  very  entertaining"  ad- 
dress in  the  College  chapel,  on  the  night  of  Jan. 
15,  to  the  members  of  the  art  association  and  a 
number  of  her  friends,  on  the  art  of  artistic  book 
binding.  Miss  Stiles  resigned  her  position  here 
to  make  a  special  study  of  this  art,  and  is  now 
located  in  Chicago. 

Evangelist  Wilson  conducted  the  chapel  ser- 
vice Friday  morning,  the  23rd  and  gave  an  earn- 
est and  helpful  talk. 

Miss  Sanford,  a  deaconess  of  St.  Louis,  vis- 
ited the  College  Saturday  morning,  the  I7th,  and 
gave  us  an  inspiring  talk. 

Dr.  Butler,  of  the  Chicag"o  University,  visit- 
ed the  College  last  week.  He  gave  a  very  inter- 
esting" address  at  chapel  and  visited  several  of 
the  classes. 

Mrs.  Stead  will  spend  the  remainder  of  the 
year  in  Chicago,  studying  with  Madame  Fannie 
Bloomfield  Zeisler,  with  whom  she  studied  two 
summers  ago.  Mrs.  Stead's  pupils  are  under 
Miss  Williamson's  instruction  during  her  ab- 
sence. 

Edith  Reed,  who  has  had  such  a  long  and 
perilous  siege  of  typhoid  fever,  is  now  able  to  sit 
up,  and  is  already  planning  to  resume  her  music 
study  as  soon  as  she  has  sufficient  strength. 

The  music  pupils  have  been  increased  since 
the  holidays  to  the  number  of  perhaps  a  dozen. 


f^^ 


COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


On  a  recent   Tuesday  Rev.  C.  F.  Buker  visit- 
ed the  chapel  exercises  and  afterward  tlie  school. 


Mrs.  Katharine  McElfresh  Blair,  '84,  has  a 
daughter,  Marian,  added  to  her  household  in 
December. 


Lives  there  whom  pain  hath  evermore  passed  by, 
And  sorrow  shunned  with  an  averted  eye? 
Him  do  thou  pity,  him  above  the  rest. 
Him  of  all  hapless  mortals  most  unblessed. 

William   Watson. — 


IN   MEMORIAM. 


Lillian  Hart  posed  for  the  sketch  class  on 
Friday  afternoon,  much  interest  being  taken  in 
this  particular  line  of  work. 


Psychology  teacher  —  "Can  you  remember 
faces  easily,  Miss  B — ?" 

Miss  B — "I  can  if  they  have  made  a  deep  im- 
pression." 


President  and  Mrs.  Harker  were  in  Rock- 
bridge, 111.,  in  attendance  on  the  wedding  of  Jes- 
sie Achenbach,  '02,  to  Zeno  Curnett,  Jan.  15th. 
Dr.  Harker  performing  the  ceremony.  The  new- 
ly married  pair  will  make  their  home  in  Carroll- 
ton. 

*   * 

Mrs.  Belle  Paxton  Drury,  '6.3,  whose  inspir- 
ing address  at  last  spring's  alumnae  reunion  is 
given  in  full  in  this  number  of  the  Greetings,  is 
spending  the  winter  in  Paris,  Tex.  She  has 
been  asked  to  address  the  Woman's  club  at  their 
next  meeting-. 


The  Day  of  Prayer  for  Colleges  occurs  Thurs- 
day, Jan.  29.  The  day  will  be  observed  as  usual 
■at  the  College,  v\'ith  class  prayer  meetings  in  the 
early  morning  and  a  sermon  at  10:30,  and  a  spe- 
cial devotional  meeting  in  the  afternoon.  The 
sermon  will  be  preached  by  Dr.  Van  Pelt  of  the 
Brooklyn  church. 

* 
*   * 

Concerning  another  wedding  of  an  old  college 
girl — Ida  Hamilton,  '94 — there  vi^ere  some  inter- 
esting facts  not  given  at  the  time.  Dr.  Short, 
who  was  the  president  during  Miss  Hamilton's 
first  year  at  the  college,  performed  the  ceremony, 
using  the  ring  service,  the  ring  for  the  occasion 
being  the  one  used  at  the  marriage  of  the  bride's 
grandmother  in  Scotland  over  seventy-five  years 
ago.  Mrs.  Blanche  Scandrett  Pine,  of  Carroll- 
ton  (I.  W.  C.  student  in  '93  and  '4)  was  among 
the  guests. 


SOPHIE    NAYLOR    GRUBB. 

The  spirit  of  our  dear  friend  and  classmate 
took  its  flight  from  the  frail  body  Nov.  5th,  1902. 
She  was  born  at  Woodsfield,  O,,  Nov.  28th,  1834. 
She  was  married  to  N.  O.  Grubb  in  St.  Louis  in 
1856,  where  they  resided  most  of  her  married 
life.  She  received  her  education  in  the  Woman's 
College;  it  was  here  the  foundation  was  laid  for 
the  noble  structure — a  life  fraught  with  good 
deeds;  it  was  in  the  W.  C.  T.  U.  she  spent  her 
energies  for  sixteen  years.  .She  was  the  efficient 
national  superintendent  of  the  department  of 
work  among  foreign  speaking  people,  and  in 
this  time  she  established  the  mission  work  at 
Castle  Garden,  N,  Y.,  supporting  it  for  two 
years  out  of  her  own  funds,  the  last  year  as  a 
lecturer  in  that  department.  She  gave  100  lec- 
tures in  North  Dakota,  and  on  this  trip  she  gave 
out  20,000  tracts.  Her  heart  was  set  on  going  to 
Portland  to  the  convention,  but  failing  health 
forbade;  her  last  inquiry  before  going  was  con- 
cerning its  movements.  Hers  was  a  gentle  na- 
ture, craving  love  and  sympathy,  as  a  school  girl 
bright  and  witty,  loved  by  her  classmates.  She 
was  laid  away  in  Kirkwood,  a  suburb  of  St. 
Louis,  having  on  her  wedding  dress  of  white 
satin.  This  will  be  an  emblem  of  the  white 
ribbon  she  so  delig-hted  to  wear.  This  o-entle 
life,  rich  in  talents  and  treasures  that  might 
have  been  exchanged  for  fame  and  fortune,  pre- 
ferred humble  service  for  her  Master.  Her  vv'ork 
is  done  on  earth,  and  she  has  gone  to  receive  the 
welcome  applaudit,  "Well  done,  good  and  faith- 
ful servant;  enter  into  the  mansion  prepared  for 
you  "  In  the  good  days  to  come,  that  which  she 
hath  done,  the  sacrifices  made,  the  wrongs  right- 
ed, the  lives  lifted,  will  be  remembered,  and  will 
give  to  her  a  part  in  the  final  triumph  of  eternal 
truth.  She  leaves  a  sweet  fragrance  to  her  mem- 
ory, and  an  incentive  to  school  associates  to  go 
and  do  likewise. 

M.^RG.^RET  Morrison  Turley,  '52. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS  i 


VOL  VI 


JACKSONVILLE  ILL  FEB  iqo3 


NO 


A  QUAINT  GERMAN  TOWN. 

BERTHA    A.    REED,    '05. 


•'Und  in  Jena  lebt  sichs  bene 
und  in  Jena  lebt  sichs  g'ut." 

So  begins  an  old  student  songf.  Frederick 
the  Great  called  his  summer  home  "Sans  Souci," 
but  that  name  might  well  be  applied  to  the  little 
city  of  Jena.  No  one  hurries  there,  and,  I  be- 
lieve, no  one  worries.  To  be  sure  it  is  a  little 
exasperating  when  you  have  some  plates  at  the 
photographer's  and  you  are  very  anxious  to  have 
them  developed  immediately,  not  to  be  able  to 
get  them  for  a  couple  of  weeks,  but  the  Germans 
can  not  be  hurried. 

In  a  town  the  size  of  Jena  one  sees  far  more 
of  the  real  German  life  than  in  a  city  like  Ber- 
lin. Berlin  is  too  cosmopolitan.  All  large  cities 
are  alike  in, most  particulars.  The  most  of  the 
people  in  Berlin  dress  like  the  people  in  London 
or  Chicago.  In  the  last  few  years  all  the  large 
cities  have  conformed  to  each  other  in  dress  and 
customs.  But  in  Jena  we  see  something  of  the 
old  dress  and  customs  which  were  formerly  used 
all  over  Germany. 

Here  we  find  the  open  air  market.  The 
peasant  women  bring  the  vegetables  and  fruit  to 
the  town  in  great  baskets,  which  they  carry  on 
their  backs.  Occasionally  a  man  is  seen  carrying- 
a  basket,  but  that  is  the  exception.  Early  in 
the  morning,  on  market  days,  one  can  see  these 
women  coming  from  all  directions,  bringing  their 
products.  Many  of  them  walk  great  distances; 
others  come  on  the  trains  from  the  surrounding 
towns  and  villages.  They  are  always  bare-head- 
ed. Even  in  winter  they  wear  nothing  on  their 
heads. 

The  Market  Place  is  a  large  square  in  the 
center  of  the  town  in  front  of  the  old  Rathaus 
(town  hall).  There  the  band  plays  on  market 
days.  The  Rathaus  itself  is  of  interest.  It  is 
not  known  exactly  how  old  it  is.  Its  tower  was 
finished    some    time    in   the  twelfth  century.     In 


the  tower  is  an  old  clock.  Every  fifteen  minutes 
an  angel  walks  across  the  face  of  it.  In  her 
hand  she  carries  a  wand,  on  the  end  of  which  is 
an  apple.  Above  the  clock  is  the  face  of  a  man 
who  is  called  Hans.  All  of  these  figures  were 
formerly  covered  with  gold  leaf,  but  that  is  all 
worn  off.  At  the  end  of  each  hour  the  angel 
raises  her  wand  as  if  to  put  the  apple  in  Hans' 
mouth.  He  opens  his  mouth,  and  thus  pro- 
claims the  hour  of  day. 

Tuesday,  Thursda}'and  Saturday  are  market 
days.  If  you  will  walk  through  the  square,  you 
will  see  all  kinds  of  fresh  fruits  and  veg^etables, 
cakes,  bread,  candies,  butter,  eggs,  fish,  flowers, 
chickens,  and  even  young  pigs. 

A  woman  is  often  seen,  sitting-  on  a  basket, 
her  knitting'-needles  moving  as  fast  as  possible, 
while  she  waits  tor  a  customer.  If  you  want  to 
buy  some  carrots  or  onions,  she  lays  down  her 
knitting-  long-  enough  to  give  the  vegetables  to 
you  and  take  your  money;  then  she  goes  on  with 
her  knitting. 

It  is  not  less  interesting  to  see  the  woman 
who  does  the  buying.  She  carries  a  small  basket 
or  a  handbag  made  of  leather,  for  she  takes  the 
vegetables  home  herself.  There  is  no  one  to  de- 
liver the  goods.  If  she  has  considerable  market- 
ing to  do,  she  may  let  one  of  her  children  accom- 
pany her,  so  there  will  be  some  one  to  help  carry 
the  things  home.  Nothing  is  wrapped.  The 
beans  or  peas  are  simply  poured  into  her  basket. 

We  do  not  realize  at  home  what  an  important 
as  well  as  interesting  thing  the  market  really  is. 
It  is  the  only  place  in  the  town  where  vegetables 
can  be  bought.  There  are  no  grocery  stores. 
There  is  a  store  called  a  "Conditorei,"  where 
one  can  buy  cheese,  butter  and  eggs;  but  there  is 
nothing  which  corresponds  to  our  grocery.  It  is 
thus  very  necessary  that  every  housekeeper  should 
go  to  the  market. 

If  she  has  a  little  child  too  young  to  leave  at 
home,  she  carries  the  baby;  but  in  order  to  have 
her  arms  free  to  carry  a  basket,  and  perhaps  a 
large    handbag    too,    the    mother    wears    a    long 


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COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


ruffled  cape  made  of  bright  colored  cotton  goods, 
and  the  corners  of  the  cape  are  caught  up,  mak- 
ing a  resting  place  for  the  child.  It  makes  me 
think  of  the  American  Indian,  only  that  the  In" 
dian  woman  carries  her  child  on  her  back.  This 
German  custom  has  one  serious  objection.  The 
child  is  compelled  to  spend  so  many  of  his  young- 
days  in  this  way  that  he  does  not  have  enough 
opportunity  to  use  his  feet,  and  it  is  attributed 
to  this  custom  that  so  man}'  of  the  children  have 
bowed  legs.  The  children  are  wonderfully  good 
notwithstanding  their  punishment. 

Nothing  is  done  by  machinery  that  can  pos- 
sibly be  done  by  hand.  As  long  as  I  was  in  Jena 
I  did  not  see  a  street  cleaner.  The  men  and 
women  sweep'the  streets  with  brooms  after  some 
one  has  preceded  them  with  a  hand  sprinkler. 

Goods  are  delivered  from  the  stores  in  carts. 
pushed  by  men  and  boys.  For  delivering  coal  a 
wagon  is'  generally  used,  drawn  by  one  or  two 
horses.  When  the  wagon  stops  in  front  of  your 
door  the  coal  is  shoveled  into  baskets,  and  the 
men  carry'these  baskets  into  your  house,  on  their 
backs.  The  burdens  are  carried  on  the  back 
whenever  it  is  possible.  Even  the  children  carry 
their  books  to  school  in  satchels  v^'hich  are  fas- 
tened on  the  backs  by  straps  which  go  over  the 
shoulder  and  under  the  arm. 

The  people  in  Jena  work  hard,  but  they  are 
very  happy.  They  do  not  have  so  much  money 
to  spend  as  the  average  American  people;  yet 
they  are  contented.  When  their  work  is  done 
they  have  nothing  to  worry  them,  and  they  spend 
the  time  out  of  doors.  On  Sunday  afternoons 
the  whole  family  goes  for  a  walk — and  there  are 
so  many  pretty  places  within  an  hour's  walk  of 
Jena. 

Within  the  city  is  a  beautiful  park,  called 
"Paradies, "which  follows  the  course  of  the  river. 
There  is  a  long  avenue  of  great  old  trees,  and  on 
either  side  of  it  are  comfortable  seats  where  one 
can  rest  and  watch  the  children  at  tlieir  play  or 
ferget  one's  self  in  the  lazy  motion  of  the  water. 

Near  this  park  are  the  tennis  courts — nine- 
teen in  all — and  they  are  beautifully  laid  out. 

The  town  is  completely  surrounded  by  hills, 
and  from  the  top  of  each  one  of  them  you  get  a 
very  different  view  of  the  town  and  the  surround- 
ing country.  Many  people  think  Heidelberg  the 
most  fascinating  spot  in  Germany,  but  to  me, 
Jena  is  even  more  interesting.  Heidelberg'  is  sit- 
uated in  the  Neckar  valley  between  two  great 
hills — or    mountains,    as    they  are    called — while 


Jena  has  so  many  hills  that,  as  one  tramps  over 
them,  he  is  constantly  finding  a  new  and  more 
fascinating  view. 

From  the  "Foest,"  a  resort  on  one  of  the 
hills,  can  be  seen  not  only  Jena,  but  the  ten  or 
twelve  villages  surrounding  it.  On  this  height 
is  a  tower,  which  has  been  erected  as  a  monu- 
ment to  the  students  of  the  University  in  Jena 
who  have  fallen  in  battle. 

The  "Fuchsturm."  on  a  hill  opposite,  is  a 
tower  which  was  built  by  an  organization  of 
hunters,  and  this  place  is  a  favorite  resort  for 
them.  On  each  of  these  hills  is  an  inn,  and  each 
has  something  for  which  it  is  famous.  The 
Fuchsturm  is  noted  for  its  "Bratwurst."  This 
sausage  is  broiled  on  the  hot  coals  out  of  doors. 

The  inn  at  Kunitz,  a  village  near  Jena,  is 
famous  for  its  "Eierkuchen."  I  do  not  believe 
in  using  German  expressions  without  translating 
tliem,  but  for  this  word  I  know  of  no  English 
equivalent.  There  is  nothing  like  it  anywhere 
else;  it  is  simply  Eierkuchen. 

Above  Kunitz  rises  a  hill  which  has  on  its 
summit  the  remains  of  an  interesting  old  fortress 
called  the  Kunitzburg.  All  that  is  left  of  it  is  a 
great  arched  wall  of  stone.  But  you  will  be  a 
little  tired  by  the  time  you  have  climbed  to  the 
top,  and  will  be  glad  to  sit  on  that  broad  stone 
seat  in  the  cool  archway  of  the  wall  while  vou 
take  in  the  view  you  have  before  you.  In  all 
directions  are  other  hilltops,  which,  by  this  time, 
you  have  learned  to  know.  There  is  the  River 
Saale,  winding-  in  and  out,  as  if  it  were  trying-  to 
see  how  many  curves  it  could  make,  and  along 
its  banks  on  either  side  are  fields  which  together 
remind  one  of  a  quaint  piece  of  patchwork. 
There  are  no  fences,  but  first  a  green  field,  next 
to  it  a  yellow  one,  and  adjoining-  it  a  brownish 
one,  and  all  so  small  that  you  wonder  if  the  men 
down  there  are  not  simply  pretending-  to  farm. 
And  as  you  see  them  working,  you  cannot  keep 
from  wondering  where  the  machinery  ii=. 

All  that  you  can  see  of  the  village  at  the  foot 
of  the  hill,  is  the  red  tile  of  the  roofs,  but  it 
forms  a  pretty  contrast  with  the  fields  near  by. 

As  everything-  about  )-ou  is  so  quiet,  it  is 
difficult  to  imagine  that  there  ever  could  have 
been  war  here  which  has  broken  down  these 
walls,  but  you  do  find  yourself  wondering-  why 
the  houses  in  the  village  are  built  so  close  to- 
gether, and  then  you  picture  for  yourself  those 
days  of  feudalism.  That  period  of  history  can 
never    again    be    for    vou    simply    a   chapter  in  a 


College  Greetings. 


J3.-f/ 


school  book.  It  is  now  a  real,  living  thing. 
With  very  little  imagination  3'ou  can  see  those 
peasants  of  several  hundred  years  ago,  tilling 
the  little  fields  and  wearily  carrying  a  large  part 
of  the  grain  up  the  mountain  for  the  use  of  their 
lord  and  his  family.  What  a  fine  site  the  lord 
has  chosen  for  his  castle!  He  can  see  the  enemy 
long  before  he  comes,  and  can  warn  his  retainers 
so  they  can  come  up  to  the  fortress  for  protec- 
tion. 

The  fortress  at  Lobeda  has  more  left  of  it 
than  the  one  at  Kunitz.  Tliere  are  several  walls 
and  part  of  an  old  tower.  Of  course  we  climbed 
to  the  top  of  that  toiver  with  our  cameras  and 
took  a  picture  of  the  ruins  from  that  elevation. 
There  is  something'  fascinating"  about  climbing-. 
One  feels  a  sense  of  mastery  which  more  than 
pays  for  the  work. 

The  Jenzigberg  is  the  higiiest  point  in  the 
vicinity.  One  day,  late  in  the  summer,  as  we 
climbed  to  the  top  of  it,  I  decided  I  had  never 
seen  anything  so  beautiful  as  the  g'low  of  color 
which  shone  on  every  hillside.  The  leaves  had 
just  lost  their  green  and  were  adorning-  them- 
selves with  those  red,  yellow  and  brown  tints 
which  charm  us  so — perhaps  because  they  last  so 
short  a  time. 

I  thought  I  had  seen  Jena  at  its  best,  but  one 
evening,  just  before  I  left,  a  trip  to  the  Land- 
grafenberg  was  proposed.  This  is  the  height  on 
which  Napoleon  placed  his  forces  in  the  famous 
battle  of  1806.  I  had  been  there  often  in  day- 
time, but  this  picture  of  the  little  city  in  the 
moonlight  was  still  more  beautiful.  I  can  see 
now  those  twinkling"  lights  in  the  houses,  the 
brighter  lights  in  the  streets,  the  lights  on  all 
the  hillsides  around  the  city,  and  above  all  that 
great  moon-lit,  star-lit  sky — do  you  wonder  that 
I  could  forget  for  the  moment  that  there  was  any 
work,  any  worr}',  or  any  trouble  in  the  world? 

Jena  is  a  delightful  place  to  spend  a  summer. 
The  people  are  very  hospitable,  and  they  are 
never  too  busy  to  take  a  walk  with  you  and  show 
you  their  beautiful  country.  The}'  love  tlieir 
hills  and  they  know  how  to  enjov  them. 

Berlin,  Germany,  Jan.  19th. 


Dr.  Butler,  from  Chicago  University,  was  a 
chapel  visitor  one  morning"  recently,  and  gave 
one  of  the  most  witty  talks  of  the  year.  It  was 
thoroughly  enjoyed,  and  another  visit  from  him 
will  give  great  pleasure  to  the  College. 


A  REMINISCENCE. 

MRS.    MATTIE   MAYFIELD   HULSE,    '81. 


Illinois  Female  College  was  the  name  in 
lettered  gold  against  a  background  of  black, 
that  arched  the  gateway  twenty  years  ago,  for  it 
has  been  that  long  since  I  first  entered  its  walls 
one  fine  September  morning,  where  it  was  my 
privilege  to  spend  two  pleasant  and  profitable 
years.  After  being  received  by  Dr.  Short,  we 
were  ushered  into  the  public  parlor,  and  well  do 
I  remember  the  portraits  and  landscapes  in  oil 
which  met  the  gaze  —  the  portrait  of  Judge 
Thomas,  a  former  trustee  of  the  College,  1  after- 
ward learned,  and  a  picture  of  the  "Mount  of  the 
Holy  Cross,"  stand  out  in  clear  remembrance 
through  all  the  years  that  lie  between  then  and 
now.  Dr.  Short's  family  then  consisted  of  his 
wife  and  two  daughters — Miss  Kate,  and  digni- 
fied Miss  Mae,  his  eldest  daughter,  Mrs.  Lam- 
bert, residing  in  Jacksonville,  and  his  only  son, 
the  merry-hearted  Will,  with  his  never-failing 
spirits  and  good  nature  always  seeing  the  funny 
side  of  everything". 

My  room  had  been  assigned  in  "the  wing," 
and  it  was  there  I  met  some  of  the  girls — Laura 
Heberling,  Frank  Gordon,  Mina  DeWitt,  Abbie 
Tunison  and  many  others,  whose  friendship  I 
valued  so  much.  We  felt  that  everything  prom- 
ised to  be  all  that  was  needful  for  our  comfort 
and  progress;  for  was  not  the  entire  building 
heated  with  steam  and  lighted  with  gas,  and 
had  we  not  access  to  the  College  libraries  and  so 
many  advantages,  when  compared  to  a  certain 
little  catalogue  all  shriveled  and  yellowed  with 
age,  but  containing  in  its  list  of  old  fashioned 
names  the  077c  name  in  the  world  to  me — need  I 
say  whose  it  was?  About  this  time,  I  think  that 
very  year,  a  telephone  had  been  placed  in  the 
College,  and  happy  and  favored  was  she  who  had 
an  acquaintance  or  friend  in  the  city  to  call  her 
so  that  she  might  have  an  opportunity  for  a  con- 
versation over  the  telephone;  and  if  this  savors 
somewhat  of  the  "last  leaf,"  let  them  laugh,  as  I 
do  now,  "at  the  old  forsaken  bough  where  I 
cling."  After  the  first  few  days  came  the  re- 
action, when  a  tempestuous  wave  of  homesick- 
ness one  night  threatened  to  shipwreck  all  plans 
for  the  future,  but  in  a  short  time  the  clouds 
rolled  away,  and  all  vi'as  smooth  sailing,  and  the 
all  absorbing"  lessons  piloted  us  through  other- 
wise   melancholy    days.      Hence   came    the    clear 


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COLLEOE   Greetings. 


shining'  after  rain.  Miss  Pegram  was  then  the 
preceptress,  and  as  she  sat  in  chapel  throujfh  the 
morning  hours  she  was  regarded  a  power  indeed. 
She  was  the  teacher  of  mathematics,  and  it 
would  have  been  difficult  indeed  for  anything  to 
have  escaped  her  watchful  eye.  Many  were  the 
talks  and  admonitions  she  gave  her  girls,  and  I 
am  sure  they  were  not  all  in  vain.  Dr.  Short 
taught  the  senior  classes,  and  althoug'h  he  was 
president  of  I.  F.  C,  he  made  us  feel  at  ease, 
especially  on  "blue  Monday,"  as  he  was  pleased 
to  call  it,  if  the  lessons  were  not  quite  up  to  the 
standard.  The  literary  societies,  whicli  liad 
been  organized  in  the  earliest  years  of  the  Col- 
lege, had  been  growing  in  interest,  members  of 
each  society  being  very  zealous  in  increasing  the 
ranks  of  their  chosen  one,  and  on  the  very  first 
day  of'  my  arrival  I  was  solicited  to  join  a  soci- 
et}'.  On  due  deliberation,  I  decided  to  become  a 
member  of  the  "Phi  Nu"  society,  and  immedi- 
ately ordered  the  society  pin,  of  which  I  was  a 
faithful  wearer,  if  not  a  faithful  worker,  and  the 
tiny  yellow  maple  leaf  shines  as  brightly  and  is 
as  dear  to  me  as  in  the  first  days  of  its  posses- 
sion. 

Prof.  Bretherick  was  then  the  director  of  the 
musical  department,  and  doubtless  his  highly 
sensitive  ear  was  "many  a  time  and  oft"  offended 
by  the  jarring  discords  which  constantly  issued 
from  the  "Third  hall"  with  its  degenerate 
pianos-the  clashing  notes  of  "The  Caliph  of  Bag- 
dad" opposing  the  distant  ones  of  the  "Poet  and 
Peasant"  and  the  "Last  Smile,"  becoming- 
very  faint  through  the  hurrying  notes  of  Weber's 
"Invitation  to  the  Dance."  All  day  long  the 
practicing  was  continued,  but  I  suspect  many 
fingers  which  sped  so  lightly  then  have  aban- 
doned scales  and  arpeggios  for  the  exercises  of 
every  day  life.  Then,  too,  the  Shakespeare 
readings — how  much  we  enjoyed  them,  and  what 
friends  we  made  with  the  fair  Juliet  and  gentle 
Romeo,  the  "Melancholy  Dane,"  the  "jealous 
Moor"  and  the  "innocent  Desdemona;"  and  I  am 
glad  the  friendship  never  became  wearisome  by 
a  closer  companionship  and  acquaintance. 

On  Sunday  the  majority  of  the  pupils  attend- 
ed Centenary  church  under  the  guiding  eyes  of 
Dr.  Short  and  the  teachers,  the  line  of  march 
being  formed  at  the  front  door  of  the  College, 
where  we  walked  two  and  two  (a  la  Noah)  down 
to  the  church,  where  the  Rev.  Horace  Reed,  pas- 
tor in  charge,  pointed  us  the  way  to  Heaven. 

Our   recreation   consisted   of    a    walk    twice 


around  the  College  block,  then  home  again. 
After  supper  we  were  dismissed  by  Dr.  Short 
with  his  benediction,  and  whenever  I  hear  that 
part  of  the  psalm.  "The  angel  of  the  Lord  en- 
campeth  round  about  them  that  fear  Him  and 
delivereth  them,"  at  once  the  dining  room  of  I.  F. 
C,  Dr.  Short,  teachers  and  all  rise  before  me. 
and  I  am  at  school  again,  so  associated  is  the 
verse  with  my  college  days.  It  surely  was  a 
favorite  one  with  Dr.  Short. 

Two  prizes  were  given  for  scholarship  and 
deportment  that  year,  which  were  justly  won  by 
Emma  Kenyon  and  Eva  Giltner;  and  so  the  days 
and  weeks  -went  by,  and  the  coming  of  spring 
brought  nearer  commencement  day  with  its  pre- 
liminary dread  and  anxiety;  but  as  all  things 
must  have  an  end,  the  great  day  for  our  class 
came  at  last,  and  the  graduating  class  of  "  '81" 
was  ushered  into  Centenary  church,  where  the 
commencement  exercises  were  always  held — 
essays  in  hand,  and — shall  I  mention  it? — one 
member  of  the  class  was  told  she  could  not  take 
part  in  the  program  on  account  of  some  "dark, 
mysterious  offence"  of  hers,  but  was  permitted 
to  take  her  place  with  the  rest  of  the  class — a 
veritable  picture  of  "patience  on  a  monument 
smiling-  at  grief."  Whether  we  thought  her 
punishment  was  just  or  unjust,  I  cannot  now  re- 
member, but  it  was  surel}'  an  hour  of  bitter 
experience.  Then  came  the  reception  at  the 
Colleg-e  until  "a  late  hour,"  as  it  seemed  to  us; 
next  day  good  byes  were  said,  and  promises  to 
vi'rite  were  given,  and  because  Pate  is  often  kind 
and  will  not  part  her  curtain,  we  did  not  know 
that  for  some  of  us  it  was  indeed  a  long  farewell, 
"for  the  arrow  that  ilieth  by  noonday,  and  the 
pestilence  that  walketh  in  darkness,"  is  no  re- 
specter of  persons,  and  the  beautiful,  shining 
chain  of  friendship  has  many  broken  links.  It 
has,  indeed,  been  a  scoi'e  of  years  since  then, 
and  out  of  its  mists  and  shadows  comes  the 
sweet  face  of  Laura  Heberling-,  who  has  given 
us  many  beautiful  verses  and  stories.  Her  book, 
"Dorothy's  True  Valentine,"  a  delig-htful  book 
for  children,  when  it  was  given  to  the  world,  we 
read  with  pleasure,  and  regret  that  her  life, 
which  gave  so  much  promise,  should  have  been 
so  brief.  Then  come  Melia  Thomas  and  Anna 
Murrav.  and  Mattie  Landreth,  patient  girl,  who 
never  was  too  busy  to  plait  some  one's  hair  or 
button  the  long  rows  of  buttons  which  were  es- 
pecially' suited  to  impede  the  rush  for  the  early 
breakfasts,  for  there  were   very    few    of    us    that 


College  Greetings. 


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beloug-ed  to  the  "rising-  generation."  When  I 
received  a  circular  from  President  Harker  sug- 
gesting- the  placing  of  students  in  the  College,  it 
truly  dawned  on  me  then  that  the  years  had  been 
flying.  My  experience  is  not  unlike  that  one  of 
whom  I  read,  which  was  something  like  this;  "It 
is  not  alone  the  wee  child  that  I  mourn,  but  the 
little  one  who  was  too  keep  me  from  loneliness, 
and  with  whom  I  was  to  study  the  lessons  over 
the  winter  fire,  of  whose  honors  I  should  be  so 
proud — all  of  these  pleasures  I  have  laid  away 
with  the  child  that  was  mine  for  so  short  a 
time." 

So  many  recollections  and  remembrances 
come  before  me  at  the  name  of  I.  P.  C.  that  it  is 
somewhat  hard  to  know  where  to  leave  off;  but 
remembering  in  a  revival  meeting  (Methodist,  of 
course)  where  the  preacher  told  a  good  old  soul 
to  "be  brief,  brother,  be  brief,"  when  it  appeared 
the  brother  gave  evidence  of  appropriating  more 
than  his  share  of  the  service,  so  taking  the  sug- 
gestion to  myself,  will  say.  Farewell  to  Illinois 
Female  College!  All  hail,  Illinois  Woman's  Col- 
lege! Long  may  she  live  and  flourish!  a  benefit 
and  inspiration  to  many  of  the  future  women  of 
our  land! 

"This  memory  brightens  over  the  past 
As  when  the  sun,  concealed 

Behind  some  cloud  that  near  us  hangs. 
Shines  on  a  distant  field." 

Carlinville,  111. 

see 

AT  THE  THRESHOLD. 

MARTHA    CAPPS-OLIVER. 


Ah,  but  the  voices  calling,  calling — 

Solemn  and  low,  or  exultant  and  free. 
Major  with  hope,  or  to  minor  falling — 

Sounds  from  the  years  and  the  life  to  be. 
Calls  from  the  world  with  its  wrongs  unrighted. 

Prayers  from  the  sorrowful,  fain  of  our  tears: 
Plea  of  the  hapless,  with  toil  unrequited. 

Cries  from  despairing  ones,  conquered  by  fears. 
Voices  from  regions  far  above  us. 

Calls  from  the  green  earth's  interspace. 
Those  who  will  fear  us,  and  those  who  will  love  us. 

Calling  us,  calling  from  every  place. 
Voice  of  the  one  whom  the  heart  shall  hold  dearest. 

Who  of  ourself  shall  the  other  self  be; 
Whispers  and  echoes,  from  farthest,  from  nearest. 

Sounds  that  abide,  or  that  spirit-like  flee — 
Ah,  but  the  voices  calling,  calling — 

Sounds  from  the  years  and  the  life  to  be. 


AT  THE  END  OF  THE  TERM. 

A  chattering  group  of  girls  stood  on  the 
depot  platform — the  last  flight  of  swallows  from 
the  college  whose  tall,  time-stained  walls  could 
be  seen  a  little  distance  off.  The  end  of  the 
term  had  come,  and  all  were  going  in  different 
directions. 

The  north-bound  train  presently  pulled  in. 
It  was  twenty  minutes  late  and  endeavoring  to 
make  up  the  time.  The  conductor  with  a  face 
like  a  vinegar  cruet,  had  shouted  "All  aboard" 
in  peremptory  tones. 

The  girls  had  kissed  goodbye  once,  and  he 
feared  they  were  going  through  the  whole  per- 
formance over  again,  so  he  raised  his  voice  once 
more  in  a  savage  "Hurry  up,  there!"  and  the  one 
girl  sped  so  lightly  past  him  up  the  steps  that  he 
barely  had  time  to  seize  her  grip  as  she  passed 
him  and  assist  her  with  his  free  hand.  The 
smile  with  which  she  thanked  him  altered  his 
vineg-ar-cruet  aspect  perceptibly,  as  they  went 
inside.  Now  there  are  more  ways  than  one  of 
entering  a  car.  One  can  shoot  in  and  land  in  the 
most  desirable  seat  on  the  shady  side  in  the  wink 
of  an  eye,  and  many  women  have  this  art  in  its 
perfection.  Then  one  can  march  in  and  look 
about  with  the  air  of  expecting  the  v^'alls  of  Jeri- 
cho to  fall  down — which  they  generally  do.  But 
this  girl  went  in,  following  quietly  after  the  con- 
ductor, looking  neither  to  the  right  or  left,  and 
as  quietly  slipped  into  the  seat  he  selected  for 
her  as  if  it  were  a  matter  of  small  moment  after 
all.  There  is  the  barest  possibility  that  this 
may  have  moved  him  to  pause  long  enough  to 
adjust  the  shade  and  see  that  she  was  made  com- 
fortable before  he  passed  on. 

Left  to  herself,  it  was  not  the  traveling  man 
opposite  at  the  moment  staring  intently  into  the 
mirror  that  reflected  her  face,  nor  the  over- 
dressed woman  in  front  of  her  with  diamonds  in 
broad  daylight,  but  the  quiet  landscape  outside 
upon  which  her  eyes  rested.  Perhaps  she  was 
thinking  of  the  school  behind.  They  must  have 
been  sweet  memories,  for  a  tender  smile  curved 
her  lips — very  dear  days,  these,  from  which  she 
had  just  parted. 

Presently,  she  reached  for  her  grip  and  drew 
out  a  small  book,  daintily  bound — a  parting  gift 
from  some  college  friend.  She  read  on.  oblivious 
of  all  about  her,  until  a  slight  movement  at  her 
side  made  her  aware  that  she  was  to  have  a  seat- 

(Continued  on  page  nine.) 


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COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


TWO  DREAMS. 

BY    A    DREAMER. 


When  the  Woman's  CoUeg-e  celebrated  its 
jubilee  anniversary  in  1897,  and  many  of  the  old 
students  came  back,  and  revived  pleasant  mem- 
ories of  school  days  with  their  own  presidents, 
Jaquess  and  DeMotte  and  Short,  a  spirit  of 
enthusiasm  took  possession  of  them.  They 
looked  into  the  future  and  talked  of  great  things 
that  would  happen  by  the  time  the  next  jubilee 
anniversary  would  be  celebrated  in  1947! 

For  nearly  twenty-five  years  the  College  had 
made  no- material  progress.  Very  few  gifts  had 
been  made  to  it,  and  it  looked  ap  if  its  friends 
were  content  if  the  College  merelv  existed. 


taining  not  only  an  enlarged  chapel  and  gym- 
nasium, but  also  twenty  additional  rooms  for 
students. 

2.  A  new  west  wing,  costing  S11,000,  en- 
larging the  dining  room,  giving  a  new  and 
adequate  kitchen,  and  several  additional  students' 
and  music  rooms. 

3.  The  Lurton  lot  has  been  purchased  at  a 
cost  of  Sll.OOO. 

4.  Considerable  additions  have  been  made 
to  the  library  and  to  the  scientific  apparatus. 

5.  Two  S5,000  scholarships  and  two  $1,000 
scholarships  have  been  secured. 

6.  A  large  and  beautiful  addition  has  been 
built  across,  the  Lurton  lot,  costing  535,000,  and 
in  it,  besides  many  students'  rooms  and  music 
rooms,  are  two    Society    Halls,    a    beautiful    Art 


ILLINOIS   WOMAN  S   COLLEGE 


But  with  the  jubilee  came  hope,  and  plans, 
and  a  feeling  that  something  should  be  done,  and 
would  be  done. 

And  the  College  president,  being  a  dreamer, 
dreamed  a  dream,  and  in  his  dream  he  saw  the 
following  pictures: 

1.  An  enlarged  chapel 

2.  Halls  for  the  literary  societies 

3.  A  gymnasium. 

i.  The  Lurton  lot  purchased. 

5.  A  new  building  on  the  Lurton  lot,  to  cost  about  $25,000. 

6.  Additions  to  library  and  scientific  apparatus. 

7.  Some  .$1,000  and  some  $5,000  scholarships. 

8.  The  attendance  increased  until  there  would  be  one 

hundred  boarding  pupils,  and  a  total  enrollment  ol 
three  hundred. 

And  lo!  it  was  not  all  a  dream,  for  now   that 

but  six  years  have  passed,  what  has  been  secured? 

1.     A  new  east   wing,    costing  $15,000,    con- 


room,  and  well  arranged  laboratory  rooms. 

7.  The  attendance  has  increased  to  over 
three  hundred  students,  and  the  number  of 
boarding-  students  is  now  more  than  one  hundred 
and  thirty. 

The  dreams  of  jubilee  day  have  more  than 
come  to  pass  in  six  years,  and  over  $80,000  has 
been  added  to  the  value  of  the  College  propertv! 

And  the  College  president,  being  a  dreamer, 
has  dreamed  another  dream. 

And  in  his  dream  he  has  seen  the  following" 
pictures: 

1  The  boilers  are  removed  from  the  College  building 
and  heat  and  electric  light  and  power  for  laundry 
are  all  supplied  from  outside  of  the  College. 

2.  Other  additions  have  been  made  to  the  College  prop- 

erty, so  that  it  seems  to  be  about  double  its  present 
extent. 

3.  There  are  two   additional    buildings   an  the  College 


CoLivEQE  Greetings, 


n-^s- 


grounds,  and  it  looks  as  if  there  is  a  third  new 
building,  but  the  dream  is  here  somewhat  con- 
fused and  the  picture  indistinct- 

4.  The  attendance  oj  boarding  students  is  more  than 

two  hundred. 

5.  There  is  an  endowment  fund  of  more  than  one  hun- 

dred thousand  dollars. 

6.  The  College  has  found  some  friends  who  have  con- 

secrated their  money  to  its  upbuilding,  and  its 
future  is  forever  assured. 

And  the  College  president  has  awaked,  and 
behold,  this  is  still  a  dream.  He  would  like  to 
have  his  friends  tell  him  how  long  it  will  remain 
a  dream,  and  then  we  shall  see,  if  we  live  long 
enough.  Which  may  God  grant.  But  he  thinks 
it  will  not  be  a  dream  in  1907,  when  the  College 
celebrates  its  sixtieth  anniversary. 

He  would  like  to  know  what  you  think. 
Address  PRESIDENT  BARKER. 

Jacksonville,  111. 

SOCIETY   NOTES. 


PHI    NU. 

The  Phi  Nus,  as  usual,  are  having  excellent 
programs  given  at  each  meeting,  and  are  keeping- 
up  their  good  reputation  bv  constant  and  earnest 
work.  The  program  for  our  last  meeting  was 
rendered  in  a  very  ple;ising  manner  by  each  per- 
former. The  program  consisted  of  the  following 
numbers: 


Current  Nevvs 
Reading- 
Piano  Solo 
Amateur 

Extemporaneous  Speech 
Vocal  Solo 


Edith  PhilHppi 

Mabel  Harry 

Dessa  Warner 

Martha  Morgan 

Geneva  Lard 

Cuba  Carter 


Debate — Resolved,  That  co-education  is  ben- 
eficial in  colleges.  Mary  Thompson,  Bess  Capps, 
Edith  Davis,  Jennie  Harker. 

We  have  every  reason  to  be  very  proud  of  our 
society — the  officers,  especially,  wlio  have  un- 
usual ability  for  this  special  work.  The  officers 
for  this  term  are  as  follows: 

Ethel  Wylder,  president. 

Bess  Harker,  vice  president. 

Dell  Stevens,  secretary. 

L/Ouise  Capps,  treasurer. 

Mary  Thompson,  corresponding  secretary. 

Ann  White,  chaplain. 

Sarah  Davis,  critic. 

Linne  Dowell,  librarian. 

Corinne  Musgrove,  chorister. 

Amy  Fackt,  sergeant  at  arms. 

Jane  Johnston,  Bee  Rhupert,  pages. 


BELLES    LETTRES. 

The  Belles  Lettres  election  was  held  Feb.  3, 
with  the  following  result: 

Edna  Read,  '03,  president. 

Editli  Joy,  '03,  vice  president. 

Mabel  Parshal,  '06,  secretary. 

Golden  Berryman,  '05,  treasurer. 

Ethel  Craig,  '03,  corresponding  secretary. 

Louise  Moore,  '03,  chaplain. 

Helen  Birch,  '04,  assistant  chaplain. 

Anna  "Watson,  '08,  critic. 

Rolla  Goff,  '05,  librarian. 

Merta  Work,  chorister. 

Bertha  Todd,  '04,  sergeant  at  arms. 

Hazel  Ash,  '06,  Clara  Swain,  '06,  pages. 

The  play  which  was  given  Feb.  2  proved  to 
be  a  great  success  in  many  ways,  and  especially 
from  the  financial  point  of  view.  About  S60  went 
toward  the  debt  on  our  new  hall. 

The  doors  between  our  society  halls  have 
been  repaired.  It  is  now  no  longer  necessary 
for  some  of  the  members  to  stand  on  them  dur- 
ing- the  meeting.  We  are  very  thankful  for  this 
favor. 

The  meetings  this  term  have  been  especially 
interesting.  Excellent  work  is  being  done,  and 
the  programs  show  that  great  care  and  time  are 
being  spent  in  their  preparation.  Feb.  17  the 
following  program  was  rendered: 
Belles  Lettres  Song        -         -  -  Society 

Current  News  -  -  -  Ella  Ross 

Reading  -  -  -  Inez  Huckeby 

Piano  Solo     -  -  -  -         Merta  Work 

Extemporaneous  Speech — Trigonom- 
etry -  -  -  Golden  Berryman 
Recitation  -  -  -  -  Bess  Turner 
Vocal  Solo  -  -  -  Florence  Tunison 
Talk  on  Valentine  Day  -  -  Minnie  Huckeby 
Recitation     -----  Rolla  Goff 

Golden  Berryman's  extemporaneous  speech 
on  Trigonometry  deserves  special  mention.  It 
was  bright  and  well  given,  and  especially  inter- 
esting to  the  members  of  that  class. 

"THE    LADY    OF    LYONS." 

The  play  given  Feb.  2  by  the  Belles  Lettres 
Society  was  one  of  the  most  successful  in  char- 
acter and  rendition  ever  attempted  by  our  College 
societies.  The  idea  of  a  classical  play  is  some- 
what new  to  atteinpt,  and  to  make  it  a  success 
with  a  total  absence  of  stage  and  scenic  effect, 
and  with  a  wholly  unskilled  cast  of  characters,  is 


Aib 


COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


an  heroic  thing  to  attempt.  Yet  the  young-  ladies 
gave  a  beautiful  interpretation  of  the  lines,  and 
the  dramatic  action  was  unusual  in  its  artistic 
expression.  Miss  Edna  Read  and  Miss  Mabel 
Parshal,  in  the  leading  roles  of  Claude  Melnotte 
and  Pauline  Deschappelle,  aaised  the  effect  be- 
yond the  field  of  the  amateur,  and  their  work 
would  have  been  a  credit  to  experienced  readers. 
Misses  Mottie  Brown,  Besse  Turner,  Ethel  Craig, 
in  leading  support,  sustained  the  characters 
well;  as  did  also  those  whose  lines  were  fewer. 
These  characters  were  taken  by  RoUa  Goff, 
Blanche  Randolph,  SadaTriplett,  Gertrude  York, 
Edith  Plowman,  Myrtle  Work  and  Lillian  Iker. 


SOCIAL. 


The  crowning  event  of  the  season  was  the 
large  reception  given  by  the  senior  class  in  honor 
of  the  juniors  on  Saturday  evening,  the  31st. 
Those  in  the  receiving  line  were:  Dr.  and  Mrs. 
Harker,  Miss  Austin,  Miss  Stewart,  senior  class 
officer,  Miss  Cowgill,  junior  class  officer.  Miss 
Vandine,  president  of  the  juniors,  and  Miss 
Elizabeth  Harker,  president  of  the  seniors. 

The  reception  room  was  decorated  in  the 
purple  and  gold  ot  the  juniors,  while  senior  pink 
and  blue  adorned  the  refreshment  room,  where 
excellent  refreshments  were  served  by  dainty 
freshmen  maids. 

The  entertainment  provided  was  bright  and 
unique,  and  the  prize  was  won  by  Miss  Olive 
Mathis,  who  received  a  bunch  of  exquisite  roses. 

The  seniors  have  an  especial  gift  for  enter- 
taining, and  this  was  a  success  in  every  detail. 

St.  Valentine  visited  the  College  Saturday 
evening  of  the  14th,  and  for  several  hours  held 
undisputed  sway.  The  sophomores  entertained 
the  school  in  honor  of  the  seniors;  and  the  party 
was  certainly  a  success  in  every  detail.  Per  sev- 
eral weeks  there  had  been  mysterious  class  meet- 
ings, and  a  great  deal  of  talk  about  practicing 
for  a  play  which  no  one  seemed  to  know  anything 
about.  But  what  a  delightful  surprise  awaited 
us!  Promptly  at  7:30  on  this  eventful  evening 
the  classes,  under  the  direction  of  their  class 
officers,  marched  into  the  chapel  and  took  the 
seats  assigned  them.  The  seniors,  dressed  as 
colonial  ladies,  were  attended  by  the  sophomores 
dressed  as  colonial  gentlemen.  The  juniors 
were    costumed    to    represent   the     Scotch;    the 


freshmen  as  French  peasants;  the  junior  prepar- 
atory as  Irishmen;  the  specials  as  Old  English, 
and  intermediate  students  as  fairies.  We  did 
not  have  long  to  wait  before  we  were  all  deeply 
interested  in  the  strange  actions  of  Hamlet,  for 
the  sophomores  rendered  the  'Sew  Hamlet  in  a 
very  charming  manner  and  displayed  great  abil- 
ity for  inexperienced  actors.  When  the  play  was 
over,  the  fun  began.  We  hastened  into  the  re- 
ception room  to  meet  the  king,  queen  and  jack  of 
hearts  and  St.  Valentine.  Dainty  refreshments 
were  served  during  the  evening,  and  after  a 
grand  march  the  merry  party  broke  up.  All  ad- 
jectives fail  whenever  we  try  to  describe  the 
pleasure  of  this  occasion.  The  seniors  gave 
three  cheers  for  the  sophomores. 

Cast  of  characters  of  the  New  Hamlet: 
Hazel  Sargent  Hilsabeck         -         ■         -       Romeo 
Alice  Wadsworth  -         -         .         .  Hamlet 

Mabel  Harry Juliet 

Nelle  Taylor  .         -         .         .         .  Ophelia 

Leda  Ellsbury  -         -         -_       Lady  Montague 

Ann  Marshall Queen 

Albert  Harker  -         -         -  Master  Hamlet 

Ruth  Harker  .  .  .  .  Baby  Hamlet 
Pages  -  -  Susan  Rebham,  Edith  Phillippi 
Class  Officer         -         -         -         .  Miss  Ludwig 


MUSICAL. 


Many  interesting  events  in  this  department 
have  transpired  within  the  past  month,  chief  of 
which  was  the  comic  opera,  "The  Copper  Com- 
plication," given  the  night  of  Feb.  23d  in  the 
chapel,  under  tlie  supervision  of  Miss  Kreider. 

It  was  one  of  the  most  delightfully  picturesque 
entertainments  ever  attempted,  and  required 
weeks  of  patient  work.  A  full  house  greeted 
the  performers,  all  of  whom  deserve  special  men- 
tion. 

The  "Chorus  for  the  King."  with  solo  parts 
by  Miss  Young,  and  also  comprising  a  march, 
the  evolutio3is  of  which  were  done  with  military 
precision,  was  an  admirable  number.  The  cos- 
tumes were  charming,  and  added  much  to  the 
beauty  of  the  whole. 

Following  is  the  cast: 
Carlos,  Prince  Poppendorf.   a  Spanish  prince 

(disguised    as    a    monk),     in     love    with 

Mada  -  -  -  Annie  Youngr 


College  Greetings. 


^^y 


Due  Alfredo,  Count  Thomaso,  attendants  to 
Poppendorf,   also    disguised    as    monks, 

Ella  Dehner,  Emma  Babler 

Hudson  River,  the  "Winter  Man,"  of  River- 
side Drive,  New  York  -  Aileen  Arenz 

Senor  Hercules  Heronissius  Boomez,  who 
has  made  his  money  as  a  hand  org-an 
grinder  on  the   sidewalks    of  New    York 

Dessa  Warner 

Senora  Abring-abab  Boomez,    wife   of   Senor 

Boomez     -  -  -  -  Nina  Hale 

Mada,  daughter  of  the  Boomezes 

Elizabeth  Mathers 

Nanette,  a  French  girl,  ward  of  the  Boom- 
ezes -  -  -        Corinne  Musgrove 

Pasquita,    Mercedes,   Spanish    girls,    iriends 

of  Mada         -         Mary  Huntley,  Cuba  Carter 

Edith,  Dorothy,  Helen,  Valerie,  Hortense, 
Phyllis,  president  and  officers  of  the 
swell  N,  Y.  Charity  'Ridgepole  House- 
wood  Club, "which  exists  for  no  reason  in 
particular;  they  are  known  as  the  "Scar- 
let Sextette"  -  -  Helen  Shuif, 
Lillian  Stice,  Leta  Clark,  Mottie  Brown, 
Delia  Bates,  Bstelle  Tunison. 
Chorus    of    Spanish    Girls — Junia    Romans, 

Jessie  Bullard,  Lillian  Bell,  Edna  Read,  Gertrude 

York,  Emma  Bullard,    Olive  Glick,  Jennie  Roach, 

Stella  Shuff,  Josie  Scott,  Emma  Simpson,  Minerva 

Thomas.   Winifred  Palmer,    Inez  Huckeby,  Alice 

Briggs,  Nora  Taylor. 
Time— 1950. 
Acts  I  and  H — The  grounds  of  the  Ridgepole 

Housewood  Club  (formerly  Central  Park.) 


The  senior  song  recital  given  Thursday,  Feb. 
19,  at  4  P.  M.,  in  the  chapel  by  Corinne  Mus- 
grove, was  not  only  a  success  from  an  artistic 
standpoint,  but  was  a  delight  in  every  way  to 
her  audience.  Miss  Musgrove  possesses  a  sweet, 
clear  soprano  voice,  an  artistic  temperament  and 
shows  the  influence  of  excellent  training.  She 
sang  with  much  freedom  and  intellectual  appre- 
ciation.    Below  is  the  program: 

Songs — 

a.  Love  the  Pedlar 

b.  Smiles  and  Frowns 
Aria  from  Faust     - 

Songs — 
a.     Si  j'etais  Jardiner 


German 

Hill 

Gounod 


b.  Die  Lotus  Blume      -         -        -  Schumann 

c.  Lullaby  from  Joselyn    -         -         -  Godard 
Air  from  St.  John  the  Baptist — Righteous 

Art  Thou,  Oh,  Lord     -         -       -     Stradella 
Flower  Songs — 

a.  Flower  Tragedy     .       -        -       -  Lemmel 

b.  The  Dandelion  ....       Lemmel 

c.  The  Pine Woodman 

d.  The  Morning  Glory    -       -       .       .    Woodman 


Chaminade 


The  concert  given  Saturday  night,  the  22d, 
in  the  First  Presbyterian  church,  by  Mr.  Mac 
Dowell,  the  distinguished  New  York  composer, 
was  not  only  enjoyable,  but  inspiring  and  edu- 
cating to  the  large  number  of  music  pupils  who 
attended,  chaperoned  by  Miss  Williamson  and 
Miss  Bruner. 

Mr.  Mac  Dowell  drew  largely  for  his  pro- 
gram from  his  own  compositions. 


(Continued  from  page  five.) 

mate — a  little  shabby  old  woman  who  wavered 
about  occupying  the  vacant  place  until  the  girl's 
quick  smile  reassured  her. 

There  was  no  more  restful  looking  at  the 
landscape  or  quiet  meditation  over  the  book  after 
that,  for  the  old  woman  had  found  a  listener  and 
was  pouring  forth  a  volume  of  confidences  inter- 
esting only  to  herself,  but  listened  to  neverthe- 
less with  a  courtesy  that  never  failed  until  the 
girl  rose  to  leave  the  car.  On  the  depot  platform 
outside  a  rough-looking  man  stood  waiting,  his 
clothes  were  of  no  particular  pattern,  and  his 
boots  were  muddy,  but  his  eyes  kindled  with  a 
look  of  rapture  the  instant  they  fell  on  the  bright 
figure  of  the  girl. 

None  of  the  passengers — for  we  all  saw  the 
meeting  between  the  uncultured  father  and  his 
college-bred  daughter — could  doubt  the  sincerity 
of  the  joy  on  her  side  as  well  as  his. 

None  of  us  said  anything;  it  was  too  slight 
a  thing  even  to  mention,  but  at  least  one  of  the 
girl's  fellow  travelers  was  left  reflecting  on  some- 
thing the  Autocrat  once  said  about  it  requiring 
three  generations  to  make  a  gentleman.  No 
doubt  the  Autocrat  knew,  being  a  man  of  expe- 
rience, but  a  lady — well,  it  is  hardly  worth  men- 
tioning, but  it  often  seems  to  be  very  well  done  in 
one  generation. 


^O^  4  College   Greetings. 

NEWS    ITEMS. 


Mrs.  Coleman,  the  state  worker  of  the  Young' 
Women's  Christian  Association,  was  a  guest  at 
the'jColleg'e  during-  her  stay  in  the  city.  Her 
visit  proved  a  great  help  and  inspiration  to  the 
young"  women. 

Mrs.  Peck,  of  Cerro  Gordo,  was  the  guest  of 
her  daughter  Birdie  for  a  few  days. 

Mrs.  Julia  W.  Lyman  was  called  to  Waverly 
the  first  of  last  week  by  the  serious  illness  and 
death  of  her  father.  She  has  .  the  sympathy  of 
all  her  friends  at  the  College. 

Two  marriage  announcements  were  received 
this  month.  One  announced  the  marriage  of 
Mabel  Perlee  to  Bert  Porter  on  Thursday,  Jan. 
29,  and  the  other  was  that  of  Leola  Martin  to 
Dr.  Harry  White,  Feb.  4.  The  young  ladies 
have  the  best  wishes  of  their  college  friends. 

Senior  essays  have  been  the  vogue  lately. 
Those  thus  far  read  in  chapel  were;  -'When 
Jacksonville  was  Young,"  Edna  Stout;  "What 
the  Book  Says,"  Edith  Joy;  "A  Girl's  Literary 
Field,"  Elizabeth  Capps;  ••John  Ale.xander 
Dowie."  Elizabeth  Harker;  ■■Illinois,"  Ethel 
Craig;  '■A  Burning  Mountain,"  Amy  Fackt; 
■'The  Value  of  Literary  Societies,"  Louise  Moore; 
■■A  Girl's  Finances."  Edna  Read;  "Circuit 
Riders,"  Ethel  Wylder. 

The  Day  of  Prayer  for  Colleges  was  observed 
on  Jan.  29,  and  much  the  same  program  followed 
as  heretofore.  Recitations  were  dismissed  for 
the  day,  after  the  first  two  of  the  morning,  and 
faculty  and  class  prayer  meetings  were  held.  At 
10;30,  services  were  conducted  in  chapel.  Dr.  Van 
Pelt,  of  Brooklyn  church,  delivering  an  inspiring 
and  spiritual  sermon.  A  song-  and  praise  service 
was  held  in  the  afternoon.  The  strong-  spiritual 
atmosphere  of  the  day,  together  with  the  visit  of 
Mrs.  Coleman  immediately  following-,  and  united 
with  these  the  earnest  prayers  of  the  Lord's  peo- 
ple, has  brought  to  the  College  a  great  blessing 
in  a  special  outpouring  of  the  spirit.  A  number 
of  our  girls  have  come  into  the  larger  life,  and 
all  have  been  quickened  and  blessed  in  their 
Christian  experience. 

Mrs.  Musgrove,  of  Seymour,  111.,  is  visiting 
her  daughter  Corinne,  and  many  friends  both  in 
the  College  home  and  in  tov^'n. 


Gertrude  Tanner,  '02,  was  a  g-uest  at  the 
College  for  a  few  days.  It  is  a  great  pleasure  to 
the  "old"  girls  to  have  their  friends  return  for 
these  visits. 

We  understand  that  another  '02  class  mem- 
ber has  married.  No  one  knows  where  the  light- 
ning may  strike  next. 

Mrs.  Harker  and  her  daughter.  Maude,  went 
to  Chicago  Tuesday  morning,  the  24th.  to  be  ab- 
sent a  number  of  days. 

The  members  of  the  musical  faculty  and 
music  students  were  in  attendance  on  the  song 
recital  given  the  night  of  the  24th  by  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Geo.  .Carrie,  of  St.  Louis,  in  the  Presby- 
terian church. 

Judge  Whitlock  remembered  the  CoUeg-e  the 
other  day  by  sending  a  copy  of  David  Harum. 
The  library  shelves  would  appreciate  being 
tiiought  of  in  this  way  by  more  friends. 

One  of  the  trustees,  D.  H.  Lollis.  of  r^Iere- 
dosia,  was  a  recent  guest  at  the  College. 


RECEPTION. 

On  Tuesday  afternoon,  the  24th.  occurred 
the  reception  given  by  Dr.  and  Mrs,  Harker  to 
tlie  pupils  of  the  school  and  their  mothers.  Miss 
Burnett  stood  in  the  arch-way  of  the  reception 
room  and  presented  the  guests,  as  they  arrived, 
to  Mrs.  Harker,  with  whom,  in  the  receiving  line, 
stood  Mrs.  Short,  Mrs.  Tanner  and  a  number  of 
others. 

Assisting-  in  entertaining  were  the  resident 
alumnae  trustees  and  the  wives  of  the  trustees. 
The  spacious  rooms  were  decorated  with  a  pro- 
fusion of  cut  flowers,  and  the  Belles  Lettres  and 
Phi  Nu  halls  had  been  transformed  into  pict- 
uresque serving-  rooms,  brave  in  the  two  societies' 
colors,  where  the  daintily  g'owned  members  of 
the  under  classes  dispensed  refreshments.  The 
attendance  was  large,  and  for  many  of  the  g-uests 
it  was  the  first  opportunity  of  inspecting  the 
beautiful  and  enlarged  building'.  It  was  a  pleas- 
ure to  some  of  the  mothers  present,  who  had 
been  students  themselves  \-ears  ago,  to  find  Mrs. 
Short  assisting-  in  dispensing;  the  hospitalit}-  of 
the  home  over  which  she  had  herself  presided  for 
so  many  successive  years. 

Taken  altogether,  it  was  the  most  deliglitful 
function  of  the  year,  bringing-  happilv  together 
the  two  most  interested  elements  in  the  success 
of  the  school. 


^-f  e 


;  COLLEGE  GREETINGS  } 


VOL  VI 


JACKSONVILLE  ILL  MARCH  1903 


NO  6 


A  GIRL'S  FINANCES. 

EDNA    READ,     '03. 

This  subject  is  not  so  unimportant  as  one 
might  imag-ine  on  first  thought.  I  want,  if  I  can, 
to  show  how  money  is  spent  and  to  see  if  we 
have  the  right  attitude  in  the  spending  of  it.  If 
we  have  never  considered  our  finances  seriously, 
we  do  not  realize  how  expensive  we  are. 

At  the  rate  of  $5  a  week,  our  board  for  one 
year  amounts  to  $260.  Allowing  $150  only  for 
clothing,  this  will  require  very  plain  dressing, 
and  we  have  cost  $410.  No  allowance  has  yet 
been  made  for  Christmas  gifts,  birthday  tokens 
or  any  outside  spending  money. 

We  must  go  to  college,  and  here  is  an  addi- 
tional means  of  getting  rid  of  money.  One  of 
the  first  announcements  that  you  hear  after  en- 
tering and  being  classified  is,  that  the  president 
is  in  his  ofSce  and  will  receive  payment  for 
tuition.  Then  there  are  the  books.  Think  of 
the  number  of  books  the  English  teacher  said 
would  be  taken  up;  and  the  German  teacher  in- 
sists that  for  the  best  translation  good  Lexicons 
are  necessary,  though  $5  is  a  good  little  price  to 
pay  for  them.  Along  with  the  sciences  come  the 
laboratory  fees.  But  let  us  buy  our  English, 
German,  Latin  and  Science  books,  for  these  are 
necessary,  and  think  nothing  about  it,  unless  it 
is  the  thought  of  care  in  the  use,  so  that  if  we 
wish  we  can  sell  them  second  handed  next  year. 

Do  we  spend  any  money  unnecessarily?  I 
believe  if  you  were  to  go  into  some  rooms  of  this 
building,  you  would  find  almost  a  complete  culi- 
nary department;  at  least  utensils  enough  to  get 
a  meal.  Saturday  evening  feasts  are  not  so  bad; 
in  fact,  so  far  as  recreation  is  concerned,  they 
are  very  enjoyable,  but  if  we  judge  them  from  a 
financial  standpoint,  not  so  desirable.  They  are 
being  more  and  more  elaborated,  and  are  becom- 
ing an  established  rule.  Indeed,  a  Saturday 
evening  without  "something  to  eat"  would    be  a 


very  dry  one.  The  items  could  be  less  in  num- 
ber and  the  rule  preserved,  and  the  pocketbook, 
too.  But  the  menus,  in  a  great  manv  cases,  are 
larger  than  some  of  the  menus  that  the  matron 
prepares,  and  are  of  a  far  different  character. 

The  remark  was  made  recently  that  while 
college  girls  were  usually  thought  of  as  having 
little  money,  there  was  no  one  who  had  more  to 
spend  in  the  way  she  wanted  to  spend  it.  It  is 
well,  however,  that  the  photographers,  the 
managers  of  the  lecture  course  and  the  milliners 
are  not  of  this  opinion,  for  it  is  very  agreeable 
to  hear  any  or  all  of  them  say:  "But  you  are  col- 
lege girls;  we  always  make  them  a  special  re- 
duction." 

We  must  give  credit  to  the  treasurers  of  the 
societies — Athletic  and  Christian  Association — 
for  performing  their  duties  admirably,  as  they 
keep  constantly  reminding  us  of  our  dues  and 
fines. 

Besides,  there  are  the  classes  to  entertain. 
Oh,  there  are  numerous  things  to  give  to,  if  you 
try  to  find  them,  and  if  you  are  not  so  anxious, 
they  will  find  you.  Do  you  not  often  see  on  your 
study-table  this  notice?  '  'Please  call  at  the  office 
and  settle  your  music  and  laundry  bill;  total, 
$3.75." 

It  seems  to  me  that  it  would  be  well  for  each 
girl  to  have  an  allowance,  then  she  would  have 
something  by  which  to  gauge  herself.  If  she 
should  overspend  one  month,  she  must  plan  to 
make  the  next  month  bring  her  square  again. 
Let  this  allowance  be  $1  a  month,  for  this  is 
money  to  be  spent  as  the  girl  chooses.  If  a  girl 
is  very  economical,  she  can  save  something  from 
her  allowance  for  her  other  bills. 

Along  with  this  comes  the  thought  of  an  ac- 
count. But  in  keeping  an  account,  let  it  be  an 
hoTiesi  one.  I  know  a  girl,  not  in  school  now,  at 
least  this  particular  one,  who  had  to  present  to 
her  father  an  account  of  her  last  money  before 
any  more  was  sent.  She  usually  made  out  the 
account  while  writing  the  letter,  so  of   course   it 


2  5"^ 


College   Greetings. 


could  not  be  accurate.  She  was  fond  of  candy — 
much  fonder  than  she  cared  for  her  father  to 
know — so  was  careful  in  not  letting-  "candy"  ap- 
pear among'  the  items  more  than  twice.  At  this 
rate  there  was,  of  course,  a  deficit,  and  she  made 
the  account  balance  by  calling-  all  deficit  '-church 
collection."  This  is  a  sad  fact.  Had  this  deficit 
come  under  any  other  head,  it  would  not  have 
seemed  so  contemptible,  though  very  wrong. 

Our  giving  to  the  support  of  the  church 
should  be  another  consideration.  This  should 
come  out  of  the  allowance,  for  this  is  our  money. 
We  often  think  it  is  necessary  only  to  subscribe 
to  our  home  church,  but  when  we  remember  we 
are  here  nine  months  out  of  a  year,  is  our  Sunday 
contribution  enough? 

In  consideration  of  all  the  things  I  have  men- 
tioned, do  you  think  $600  will  overestimate  the 
actual  expenses  of  the  average  college  girl  for 
one  year?  This  seems  a  great  deal,  but  with 
this  I  have  allowed  her  society,  athletic  dues, 
church  collection  and  class  fees  to  come  out  of 
the  allowance.  Now,  a  great  many  girls  spend 
much  more  than  this  and  for  things  that  are  of 
no  use.  You  can  plainly  see  that  you  will  spend 
a  great  deal  when  you  have  a  limit  set,  so  by  all 
means,  girls,  let  us  know  exactly  where  our 
money  is  going.  Do  not  take  up  with  every  fad. 
Buy  what  is  serviceable  and  good,  and  don't 
fancy  you  must  have  every  "new  thing"  that 
comes  out. 

But  you  may  say  you  have  dealt  with  a  girl's 
finances,  but  what  about  it?  What  does  it  all 
mean?  It  comes  to  simply  this:  I  have  expend- 
ed during  my  course  a  great  deal  of  money. 
What  am  I  to  do?  Am  I  going  to  sit  calmly 
down  and  watch  others  fill  their  place  or  am  I 
going  to  be  up  and  doing?  Is  it  too  much  to  ex- 
pect a  girl  to  pay  back  her  expenses?  It  certainly 
is  not.  At  least  she  can  make  her  parents  feel 
that  those  years  have  not  been  lost.  It  is  not 
always  necessary  for  a  girl  to  leave  home  and  earn 
money,  yet  for  those  who  can  and  are  not  needed 
at  home,  it  would  be  a  wise  plan.  But  others 
must  need  stay  and  bear  the  responsibility,  and 
cheer  the  home,  which  is  indeed  a  noble  ambition. 

We  all  know  each  may  find  her  place;  and  let 
us  try,  as  best  we  can,  to  do  our  part  well.  The 
statement,  "That  we  are  alive  is  a  proof  that 
there  is  something  for  us  to  do,"  forces  upon  us 
the  fact  that  we  cannot  afford  to  lead  useless 
lives. 


ILLINOIS. 

ETHEL   CRAIG,    '03. 


Illinois  is  the  name  which  we  inherited  from 
the  Indians.  In  their  language  it  was  pro- 
nounced "Illininak,"  which  means  "we  are  the 
people,"  or  as  some  scholars  prefer  to  translate 
it,  "We  are  the  real  thing."  This  word,  softened 
by  the  French  into  Illinois,  has  ever  since  been 
the  name  of  our  state  and  her  inhabitants. 

The  inhabitants  of  Illinois,  however,  are 
usually  known  as  Suckers.  That  name  had  a 
most  creditable  origin  and  a  highly  honorable 
significance.  But  many  years  ago  the  spelling 
was  changed,  its  meaning  perverted,  and  its 
origin  obscured  by  idle  fables.  But  let  me  recall 
to  you  the  true  origin  of  the  name  which  the  men 
of  Illinois  won  with  honor  and  have  borne  for  so 
many  years  under  protest.  And  in  doing  so  let 
me  express  the  hope  that  no  true  friend  of  Illinois 
will  ever  again  use  the  epithet,  except  in  its 
proper  meaning  and  with  its  honorable  signifi- 
cance. 

Until  very  recently  the  word  succor,  meaning 
a  deliverer  or  helper,  was  in  common  every-day 
use  among  the  English  speaking  people.  It  has 
lately  ceased  to  be  used  in  ordinary  discourse, 
but  we  may  find  it  preserved  in  some  of  our 
choicest  literature.  For  example,  in  Shake- 
speare's Henry  VI,  in  Sir  William  Lucy's  appeal 
to  the  Duke  of  York,  he  says,  "Ah.  send  some 
succor  to  the  distressed  lord."  This  is  just  the 
kind  of  succors  Illinois  men  have  always  been. 
But  this  is  the  way  we  got  the  name,  according 
to  history.  In  1780.  when  Col.  Clarke  and  his 
men  were  in  possession  of  Illinois,  the  British 
sent  a  band  of  soldiers  jand  savage  Indians  to 
attack  St.  Louis,  a  village  of  Spaniards  who 
were  allies  of  the  Americans.  When  Col.  Clarke 
was  informed  of  the  dangerous  situation,  he  sent 
a  force  of  men  to  intercept  the  enemv.  By  a 
wonderful  forced  march,  the  men  from  Illinois 
reached  them  in  time  to  prevent  a  terrible  mas- 
sacre and  the  destruction  of  the  town.  A  look- 
out, on  discovering  the  approach  of  the  deliverers, 
cried  out.  "The  succors  are  coming!  The  town 
is  saved!" 

Now,  why  should  we  not  deem  it  an  honor  to 
bear  a  title  so  honorably  won?  The  people  of 
Illinois  have  always  continued  to  give  aid  and 
succor  to  Missouri,  and  next  year,  when  the 
International   Exposition,    to   celebrate   the  cen- 


COLLEOE   GREETINOS. 


^S  / 


tennial  of  the  Louisiana  purchase,  has  been 
opened,  the  lookout  from  St.  Louis,  as  he  sees 
the  people  streaming-  across  the  Mississippi,  will 
g-ive  the  same  exultant  cry  that  rejoiced  the 
hearts  of  his  fellow-citizens  123  years  before. 

Wherever  its  name  is  known,  Illinois  is 
famous  for  the  pride  of  its  people.  Unlike  the 
pride  which  has  characterized  the  Greeks,  Ro- 
mans and  citizens  of  other  climes  in  ages  past, 
the  pride  of  Illinois  is  in  her  sons  and  daug-hters. 
their  triumphs  and  achievements  in  the  fields  of 
industry,  art,  literature,  and  of  moral  and  mental 
conquest. 

The  phenomenal  progress  of  America  has  no 
more  fitting-  illustration  than  the  marvelous  in- 
dustrial development  of  Illinois.  The  person 
who  stands  on  State  street  in  Chicago  at  noon, 
and  views  the  mart  of  incessant  activity  seen 
there;  noting  the  towering-  buildings  and  im- 
mense establishments,  can  scarcely  realize  that 
where  all  this  great  activity  now  exists,  there 
was  nothing  but  a  mass  of  smouldering  ruins 
less  than  30  years  ago.  According-  to  statistics, 
in  one  of  these  buildings  the  revenues  of  the 
postal  sub-station  are  far  in  excess  of  the  entire 
postal  receipts  of  the  postoffices  at  either  Balti- 
more or  Kansas  City.  The  entire  postofiice 
business  transacted  in  Chicago  now  amounts  to 
over  one  million  per  day,  the  greatest  volume 
of  business  done  by  any  one  postofBce  in  the 
world. 

Within  the  boundaries  of  this  state  are  the 
plants  and  offices  of  six  of  the  largest  industrial 
enterprises  in  the  world.  The  daily  clearings  of 
the  Chicago  banks  is  exceeded  only  by  four  cities 
in  all  the  world,  and  the  railroads  which  enter 
that  city  would  make  two  huge  iron  belts  that 
would  encircle  the  globe  if  their  rails  were  placed 
end  to  end. 

In  agriculture,  our  state  stands  as  high  as  it 
does  industrially,  and  while  the  products  of  its 
foundries  and  factories  are  being  sent  to  all 
quarters  of  the  earth,  so  are  its  foodstuffs  and 
products  of  its  prairies  sent  to  supply  the  wants 
and  needs  of  people  in  almost  every  country  and 
clime.  It  has  been  said  that  we  can  g-row  every- 
thing that  is  good  in  Illinois,  from  the  strongest 
of  men  and  the  handsomest  of  women  down  to 
corn.  What  state  can  boast  of  greater  sons 
than  Lincoln  and  Douglas,  Yates  and  Grant, 
Oglesby  and  Logan?  And  for  beautiful  women — 
but  in  the  presence  of  so  many  reminders,  I 
refrain  from  all  comparisons.  Speaking  of  corn, 
who  ever  heard  of  such  corn  as  we  grow    in   Illi- 


nois? Its  uses  are  infinite,  and  we  have  only 
begun  to  test  its  possibilities:  for  even  now,  as 
though  all  the  other  demands  upon  our  noble 
cereal  were  not  stretching  its  possibilities  far 
enough,  we  are  making  from  Illinois  corn  an  ex- 
cellent quality  of  India  rubber. 

Had  the  good  father  Marquette  and  Louis 
Joliet,  when  they  left  Quebec  on  that  memorable 
exploration  which  resulted  in  the  discovery  and 
naming-  of  Illinois,  aimed  to  find  a  land  whose 
beauty  and  grandeur  could  not  be  excelled,  they 
could  not  have  found  one  of  deeper  fascination 
than  Illinois  has  proven  to  be  to  all  of  its  people. 
The  widest  diversity  of  natural  beauty  to  be 
found  in  any  one  state  in  the  Union  is  found 
right  here  in  Illinois.  It  has  beauties  along  the 
Mississippi  and  Illinois  which  equal,  if  not 
surpass  any  to  be  found  along  the  Hudson. 
Less  than  three  miles  to  the  v/est  of  this  build- 
ing is  a  scene  scarcely  equaled  for  pastoral 
beauty  in  all  America. 

There  was  a  time  when  a  person's  proudest 
boast  was,  that  he  was  a  Roman.  But  far  more 
logical  is  the  pride  one  feels  in  being  an  Illi- 
noisan.  Its  men  and  women  are  honored  and 
praised  because  of  mental  and  moral  worth,  and 
our  society  rests  upon  a  foundation  of  character 
rather  than  cash. 

The  children  of  the  state  are  taught  from 
early  childhood  to  seek  success  upon  merit  and 
not  to  depend  upon  superficial  influences.  This 
is  the  Illinois  idea.  It  individualizes  every  phase 
of  public,  commercial  and  social  life  in  our  state. 

When  one  studies  the  antecedents  of  the 
pioneers  who  first  settled  this  state,  it  is  easy  to 
see  from  whence  comes  this  state  pride  and 
honor  that  has  made  Illinois  famous  wherever  its 
name  is  known.  The  early  settlers  constituted 
an  harmonious  blending  of  the  highest  and  best 
types  ot  the  Puritanic  blood  of  New  England — 
scholarly,  cultured  French,  and  the  chivalrous, 
home-loving  Virginians.  It  has  been  this  state's 
proud  privilege  to  produce  one  of  the  greatest 
generals  and  military  geniuses  (Grant)  the  world 
has  ever  known,  and  a  statesman  second  to  none 
in  his  or  any  other  age  (Lincoln.)  The  great- 
ness of  her  men  is  not  a  boast  of  past  glory.  In 
our  nation's  capital  to-day  we  have  25  of  the 
ablest  and  most  influential  members  in  congress. 
And  true  to  the  traditions  of  the  past,  their 
voices  are  always  lifted  in  championship  and  de- 
fense of  an  advancing,  conquering-  Christian 
civilization     which     shall     carry     the    blessings 


SLS2. 


College   Greetings. 


Americans  enjoy  to    the    people    throug-hout    the 
world. 

Truthfully',  indeed,  has  one  of  our  poets 
said; 

"Not  without  thy  wondrous  story 
Can  be  writ  the  nation's  glory. 
Illinois — Illinois. " 

Those  who  visited  the  Pan-American  exposi- 
tion will  perhaps  never  forget  the  wonderful 
evening  illumination  of  the  grounds.  On  every 
street  and  avenue  there  were  small  columns 
about  10  feet  high  and  20  feet  apart,  which,  like 
the  roofs,  domes  and  columns  of  all  the  buildings 
and  the  great  electric  tower,  nearly  300  feet  high, 
were  all  covered  with  incandescent  lights.  Every 
evening',  as  soon  as  darkness  approached,  the 
current  was  turned  on,  slowly  at  first,  giving 
everything  a  dim,  reddish  glow,  then  suddenly, 
when  the  full  current  v^'as  turned  on,  the  whole 
grounds  was  a  mass  of  light;  and  from  the  base 
to  the  pinnacle  of  the  electric  tower  a  mass  of 
fiery  flames  shot  heavenward,  lighting  up  all  the 
adjacent  country  and  the  waters  of  Lake  Erie 
for  miles  around.  Viewed  from  the  triumphs  of 
the  past  and  present,  who  shall  say  that  when 
the  chronicler  of  the  future  writes  his  history  of 
Illinois  and  the  achievements  of  her  sons  and 
daughters,  that  his  accurate,  uncolored  chronicle 
shall  not  cause  Illinois  to  give  to  the  pages  of 
her  nation's  history  a  radiance  as  great  and  re- 
splendent as  that  which  the  indescribable  evening 
illumination  g-ave  to  the  beautiful  grounds  of  the 
Pan-American  exposition?  A  splendor  that  fol- 
lows high  moral  endeavor  and  a  radiance  which 
marks  unpolluted  civic  purity  and  unparalleled 
civic  achievements. 

For— 

"On  the  record  of  thy  years 
Abraham  Lincoln's  name  appears, 
Grant  and  Logan,  and  our  tears. 
Illinois — Illinois. " 

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TWO  PICTURES. 


It  was  an  exceptionally  good  exhibition. 
Even  the  severest  art  critics  allowed  that  the 
work,  as  a  whole,  was  most  commendable. 

That  it  was  a  popular  exhibition  was  evi- 
denced by  the  crowds  of  people  that  flocked  into 
the  beautiful  exhibition  room  that  had  never  be- 
fore seemed  so  palpitating  and  alive  with  its 
rows  upon  rows  of  canvases,  some  of  them  bear- 
ing names  that  in  themselves  vi'cre  a  guarantee 
of  worth  and  excellence. 

Those  in  the  secrets  of  the  craft  talked  glib- 


ly among  themselves  about  "sj'mbolism"  and 
"technique"  and  "atmosphere,"  handling  those 
sacred  shibboleths  with  an  abandon  that  cut 
them  distinctly  out  from  the  Philistine  hordes 
that  were  content  merely  to  gaze  and  pass  on. 

The  pictures  were  of  endless  variety,  as 
might  be  expected,  but  there  were  certain  can- 
vases before  which  the  versed  and  the  unversed 
in  the  mysteries  of  art  alike  lingered,  caught  by 
some  quality  that  spoke  to  the  eye,  the  imagina- 
tion or  the  heart. 

One  exhibitor,  with  more  than  a  dozen  pic- 
tures bearing  his  signature  on  the  line,  had 
painted  his  own  portrait,  and  before  that  stood 
always  a  lively  group — mostly  fellow-craftsmen — 
lost  in  wonder  at  the  successful  attempting  of  a 
feat  full  of  difficulties.  These  men  talked  of 
mirrors  and  long-handled  brushes,  and  the  ex- 
treme dexterity  displayed  in  the  use  of  the  left 
hand,  with  which  much  of  the  work  was  said  to 
be  done.  True,  they  did  not  forget  to  say  that 
it  was  a  most  wonderful  and  speaking-  likeness, 
but  they  seemed  more  taken  up  with  the  mere 
technicalities  of  the  portrait. 

But  it  was  not  alone  the  critics  who  stood  in 
absorption  before  it.  A  half  hour's  survey  of  the 
shifting  crowd  was  sufficient  to  discover  that  no 
eye  fell  upon  it  without  being'  instanth'  riveted. 
It  was  the  figure  of  a  man  long-  past  middle  life. 
There  were  tell-tale  marks  of  the  encroaching- 
years  in  the  fine  lines  about  the  eyes  and  corners 
of  the  mouth,  as  well  as  in  the  hair,  touched 
with  patches  of  white. 

There  was  purpose  in  the  chin  with  its  un- 
derfold  of  flesh;  there  was  power  in  the  firm 
hand,  slightly  upraised,  and  the  close-set  lips 
indicated  thorough  self-mastery — a  robust  and 
striking  personality — in  short,  the  portrait  of  a 
man  who  had  attained  all  or  more  than  he  had 
dreamed  of. 

It  satisfied — the  eye,  yes.  Looking-  at  it 
long-er  and  more  intently,  there  was  a  hint  of 
something  melancholy  as  of  a  soul  behind  whose 
longing  was  not  satisfied.  The  oftener  the  eye 
sought  the  face  the  stronger  grew  the  impression 
of  a  vague  unrest. 

Over  across  from  the  portrait  liung-  another 
canvas  bearing  the  same  flowing-  signature. 
This  was  a  bit  of  homely  landscape,  a  farm 
house  of  shadowy  outline  in  the  distance,  a  boy 
driving-  a  cow  along-  a  dewey  country  lane,  along- 
which  grew  clover,  of  which  one  could  almost 
smell  the  sweetness. 

It  was  painted    in    the    evening-    light,    when 


CoLivEOE  Greetings. 


2^63 


the  sweet  country  stillness  falls  upon  the  spirit 
with  its  "touch  of  infinite  calm."  There  was 
no  tormenting  sug'g'estion  here.  It  was  peace — 
peace  everywhere — in  the  cheery  fig-ure  of  the 
whistling^  boy,  the  placid  countenance  of  the  cow 
and  the  repose  of  the  old  farm  house.  It  was 
said  to  be  the  picture  of  the  g'reat  artist's  own 
boyhood  home,  that  by  a  mere  chance  happened 
to  hang'  directly  in  the  line  of  vision  of  the  mel- 
ancholy eyes  of  the  portrait.  He  had  painted  it 
with  a  loving  hand,  and  it  was  not  fancy — the 
eyes  did  rest  upon  it  with  yearning  in  their  quiet 
depths. 

"Long  ago;   in  the  old  Grenada,  when  the  Moors 

were  forced  to  flee. 
Each  man  locked  his  home  behind  him,  taking  in 

his  flight  the  key. 

Hopefully  they  watched  and  waited   for  the  time 

to  come  when  they 
Should    return   from   their    long   exile   to   those 

homes  so  far  away. 

But  the  mansions  in  Granada  they  had  left  in  all 

their  prime 
Vanished,  as  the  years  rolled  onward,  'neath   the 

crumbling'  touch  of  time. 

Like  the  Moors,  we  all  have  dwellings  where  we 

vainly  long  to  be. 
And  through  all   life's  changing  phases  ever  fast 

we  hold  the  key. 

Our   fair   country   lies  behind  us:  we  are  exiles, 

too,  in  truth. 
For  no  more  shall  we  behold  her.     Our  Granada's 

name  is  Youth. 

We  have    our    delusive    day-dreams,    and    rejoice 

when,  now  and  then, 
Some    old    heart-string    stirs    within   us,   and  we 

feel  our  youth  again. 

"We    are    young,"   we    cry    triumphant,    thrilled 

with  old-time  joy  and  glee, 
Then    the    dream    fades    softly,    slowly,    leaving 

nothing  but  the  key." 


CITY    OF 


BERLIN     AT 
TIME. 

BERTHA    FEED,    '95. 


HOLIDAY 


Berlin  is  a  beautiful  city.  There  are  many 
magnificent  statues  around  the  University 
building,  and  the  buildings  throughout    the    city 


are  very  handsome.  The  University  building 
proper  was  formerly  the  palace  of  Prince  Henry, 
brother  of  Frederic  II,  and  was  erected  about 
1754.  It  was  fitted  up  in  1806  for  the  then  newly 
founded  university.  It  contains  lecture  rooms 
and  scientific  collections.  There  are  at  least  a 
dozen  other  buildings  which  belong  to  the  differ- 
ent departments  of  the  university,  and  the 
grounds  surrounding  them  are  beautifully  laid 
out  and  carefully  cultivated.  There  are  5,000 
students,  and  there  is  no  university  where  women 
are  welcomed  and  treated  as  courteously  as  here. 
We  meet  people  from  every  nationality.  In  one 
lecture  a  young  woman  from  Prussia  sits  next 
me,  and  in  another  class  a  lady  from  Italy.  At 
receptions  there  are  people  from  every  European 
nation,  and  it  seems  strange  that  although  we 
do  not  know  their  language  and  they  do  not  un- 
derstand ours,  yet  we  can  talk  to  each  other  in 
German. 

We  are  not  such  heathens  here  about  news- 
papers as  you  might  expect.  The  most  satis- 
factory news  we  have  is  the  London  Standard.  It 
has  all  the  important  things  telegraphed  from 
America,  and  we  get  it  the  next  day.  I  read  it 
at  the  Woman's  Club.  There  are  Chicago  and 
New  York  papers  there,  too,  but  of  course  they 
are  mailed  from  America,  and  are  not  very  new 
when  they  reach  here.  Then  we  have  all  the 
home  magazines  at  the  club  also. 

So  many  of  the  American  people  take  lessons 
of  Frau  Doctor  Hempel,  and  on  Wednesday 
afternoon  she  always  has  an  "At  Home."  All 
her  students  are  there,  so  it  is  a  great  chance  to 
get  well  acquainted.  They  are  delightfully  in- 
formal. She  always  gives  a  lecture,  or  rather  a 
talk,  on  something  concerning  German  history  or 
art.  Lately  she  has  been  talking  about  Luther's 
life  and  influence. 

The  stores  all  during  the  holidays  were  per- 
fectly beautiful.  I  have  never  seen  such  displays 
of  dolls  and  playthings.  The  silks  and  laces, 
draperies  and  tapestries  are  wonderful.  In  the 
china  stores  the  vases  are  elegant.  There  is  a 
Holland  ware  that  seems  to  be  liked  the  best. 
But  the  confectionery  stores,  after  all,  had  the 
most  of  the  holiday  air  about  them.  Their  win- 
dows were  perfectly  gorgeous.  The  most  of  the 
candies  are  the  same  that  you  see  at  home,  only 
a  few  distinctly  foreign  thing's.  The  most  of 
these  are  in  the  way  of  small  cakes  and  cookies. 
The  favorite  of  all  with  them  honigkuchen.  It 
is  much  like  our  gingerbread,  only  it  has  honey 
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College   Greetings. 


COLLEGE  GREETINGS 


Published  Monthly  in  the  interest  of  Illinois 

Woman's  College  during  the 

College  "Year. 


DELLA   DIMMITT  -se  editor. 

DELLA  STEVENS,  •03.  I 

LILLIAN  McCULLOUGH,  '03.         )    associate    e 

CORINNE  MUSGROVE,  '02,  musical  editor. 


SUBSCRIPTION  PRICE, 


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tribute articles,  personals  and  items. 

All  communications  should  be  addressed  to 
EDITOR  COLLEGE  GREETINGS, 

Jacksonville,  III 

Printed  in  the  office  of  Frank  H.  Thomas,  Jacksonville,  111. 
No.  227H  E.  State  St.  Telephone  Illinois  418. 


SEEK  AND  YE  SHALL  FIND." 


The  story  is  told  of  Diogenes,  an  old  Greek 
philosopher,  that  he  used  to  carry  a  lantern 
about  with  him  in  the  day  time  as  well  as  at 
night,  and  that  when  his  friends  asked  what  he 
was  doing-,  he  replied,   "I  am  looking  for  a  man." 

The  president  of  the  Woman's  College  is 
looking  for  a  few  men  and  women.  He  has  been 
on  the  lookout  for  several  years,  and  has  at  times 
found  both  men  and  women  ready  upon  occasion, 
and  his  heart  is  very  glad  for  the  wealth  of  per- 
sonal friendship  he  has  secured  among  God's 
own  elect. 

But  he  is  now  looking  for  some  particular 
people.  And  it  has  occurred  to  him  to  give  his 
friends  a  brief  description  of  the  men  and  women 
he  is  seeking,  so  that  all  may  aid  in  the  search. 

1.  He  is  looking  for  a  man  or  woman  who 
will  erect  a  memorial  hall  for  music,  art  and  elo- 
cution. Such  a  building  would  cost  from  $40,000 
to  $50,000,  and  would  be  a  perpetual  memorial  of 
the  donor  or  some  friend. 

2.  He  wants  to  find  another  who  will  give 
$25,000  for  the  purchase  of  additional  property 
for  the  growing  needs  of  the  school. 

Note. — The  charter  of  the  College  provides 
that  the  property  of  the  College  cannot  for  any 
reason  be  encumbered  by  a  lien,  or  be  subject  to 
any  indebtedness,  and  the  trustees    are    ready  to 


guarantee    the  same  wise  provision  for  any  addi- 
tions made  as  above. 

3.  He  wants  to  find  some  friends  who  will 
make  gifts  from  SIOOO  upwards  on  the  annuity 
plan,  the  donors  to  receive  an  annuity  on  the 
sum  during  their  lifetime.  This  affords  a  means 
of  doing  much  good,  and  at  the  same  time  se- 
cures an  income  for  life. 

4.  He  wants  to  find  some  friends  who  will 
take  out  a  policy  of  life  insurance  for  the  Col- 
lege, thus  for  a  small  present  sum  safeguarding 
its  future  interests. 

5.  He  wants  to  find  men  and  women  who 
will  insert  a  clause  in  their  wills  for  the  benefit 
of  the  College. 

6.  He  is  looking  for  men  and  women  who 
will  give  scholarships  of  $1000  to  $5000  to  aid 
worthy  young  women  to  secure  an  education.  A 
nobler  benevolence  could  not  be  suggested. 

7.  He  wants  to  find  friends  who  will  help 
build  up  an  adequate  library  by  donations  of 
books,  and  help  equip  the  laboratory  by  dona- 
tions of  apparatus.  Lists  ot  books  and  apparatus 
specially  needed  will  gladly  be  furnished.  A  few 
dollars  given  occasionally  for  such  purposes  are 
gratefully  appreciated  by  teachers  and  students. 

In  general,  he  is  looking  for  men  and  women 
of  noble  purpose  and  generous  impulses,  who 
will  take  the  Woman's  College  on  their  hearts, 
and  resolve  that  whatever  they  can  give  in  the 
way  of  benevolence  outside  of  their  regular  con- 
tributions will  be  given  to  its  upbuilding;  who 
maybe  depended  on,  without  further  solicitation, 
to  g'ire  to  the  College  currently  whatever  their 
means  permits,  and  who  will  remember  the  Col- 
lege in  their  wills. 

THE    president's    FIRM    FAITH. 

He  full V  believes  these  men  and  women  are 
living.  Like  America  in  the  fifteenth  century, 
they  are  only  waiting  to  be  discovered.  He  pro- 
poses to  make  it  his  main  business  henceforth  to 
find  them.  His  impression  is  that  some  will  be 
found  in  Jacksonville,  some  in  Springfield,  Deca- 
tur, Danville,  Lincoln,  Champaign,  Urbana,  Chi- 
cago and  other  places  in  Illinois,  and  some 
elsewhere  throughout  the  whole  country.  And 
he  expects  to  find  them. 

Will  all  friends  please  keep  a  sharp  lookout 
for  these  people?  And  if  at  any  time  they  have 
the  slightest  suspicion  that  they  themselves  may 
be  the  persons  he  is  looking  for.  or  thai  they 
have  found  one  of  them,  will  they  not  write  at 
once,  or   telegraph    at   the    president's   expense? 


CoLivEOE  Greetings. 


^-5-6 


He  is  ready  to  g'o  anywhere,  by  land  or  by  sea, 
by  day  or  by  night,  at  an  liour's  notice,  and  talk 
with  anybody  who  can  help  find  these  missin"' 
people. 

Why  does  he  feel  so  snre  of   liiidini;  them? 

Because  he  knows  there  are  such  people.  He 
hears  almost  daily  of  their  g'iving'  a  thousand,  or 
ten  thousand,  or  fifty  thousand,  or  a  hundred 
thousand  dollars  to  some  college.  And  he  knows 
there  is  not  a  colleg'e  anywhere  with  a  gTander 
opportunity,  a  firmer  present  basis,  or  a  richer 
possibility  for  good,  than  the  Illinois  Woman's 
College,  or  one  that  can  show  better  reasons  for 
such  investments  of  beneyolence. 

And  another  reason  is  that  he  fully  belieyes 
the  promise  given:  "Ask,  and  it  shall  be  given 
you;  seek,  and  ye  shall  find;  knock,  and  it  shall 
be  opened  unto  you."  And  he  proposes  to  keep 
on  asking,  and  seeking,  and  knocking,  until  he 
secures  what  the  College  ought  to  have. 

Will  you  help  him? 

e      e      . 

MARCH   DAYS. 

It  is  hard  indeed  to  keep  our  impatient  spirits 
content  in  this  transitory  month  between  winter 
and  spring'.  For  "Still  the  north  wind  breathes 
his  frost,  and  still  the  sky  sheds  snow  and  sleet." 
We  are  fortunately  so  busy  we  cannot  find  time 
to  meditate  in  indulgent  reverie  upon  the  "win- 
ter of  our  discontent."  It  might,  however,  cheer 
us  to  remember  that  "March  is  kind-hearted, 
spite  of  ugly  looks  and  threats;  and,  out  of 
sight,  is  nursing  April's  violets,"  and  these  same 
violets  will  bloom  for  us — next  month. 

Washington's  birthday  did  not  pass  without 
celebration  at  the  Illinois  Woman's  College. 

Study  hours  were  not  observed  on  Saturday 
afternoon,  and  when  the  hour  for  dinner  arrived 
the  dining  room  was  filled  with  a  merry  com- 
pany, who  in  Colonial  costume  tried  to  bring' 
back  the  scenes  of   "the  olden  day-es." 

After  dinner  and  evening  prayer,  the  chapel 
was  soon  sought,  and  here  charades  were  acted 
by  the  various  tables,  it  having  been  previously 
announced  that  a  prize  would  be  given  for  the 
best  charade.  Some  of  the  words  that  were 
cleverly  pictured  were  Cape  Horn,  Blackberry 
Balsam,  Carrie  Line,  paradox,  cornet  solo,  stair- 
carpet,  When  Knighthood  was  in  Flower,  The 
Lay  of  the  Last  Minstrel,  investigate,  and  dec- 
laration, the  last  securing  the  reward — a  bunch 
of  beautiful  carnations. 


During  the  evening,  amusement  was  af- 
forded by  a  twine  trick,  ingenuity  was  sorely 
tested. 

Frappe  and  hatchet-shaped  cookies  were 
served,  and  the  entire  evening'  was  one  of  pleas- 
ure. 

Aside  from  tonsilitis,  grippe  and  spring  fever 
conditions,  the  health  bulletin  is  comparatively 
free,  although  tliere  have  been  quite  a  number  of 
cases  of  these  maladies  since  Xmas;  yet,  consid- 
ering the  number  of  people  in  the  College  home, 
the  proportion  of  illness  has  not  been  nearly  so 
great  as  in  the  community  at  larg'e.  We  feel 
thankful  that  we  can  report  no  serious  results 
from  the  illness  that  has  been  in  our  midst.  Such 
a  statement  argues  well  for  the  general  healthful 
conditions  of  the  school. 


SOCIETY   NOTES. 


As  our  school  term  draws  to  a  close,  it  brings 
with  it  many  functions.  The  members  of  the 
society  who  take  part  in  the  Phi  Nu  play  are 
working'  faithfully  to  make  it  a  success.  It  will 
be  given  very  soon,  within  a  couple  of  weeks. 

The  society  is  making  arrang'ements  to  cele- 
brate its  fiftieth  anniversary  this  spring',  and 
invitations  are  soon  to  be  sent  out.  It  is  hoped 
that  the  society  may  be  as  prosperous  during  the 
coming  fifty  years  as  it  has  been  during  the 
past. 

Our  societies  ovi'e  much  to  the  efforts  and 
kindness  of  Miss  Kreider,  who  presented  each 
society  with  half  of  the  profits  made  at  the  oper- 
etta. Our  share  was  presented  to  us  March  17th 
by  Miss  Kreider,  and  will  be  used  toward  the 
furnishings  of  our  hall.  We  are  very  grateful  to 
Miss  Kreider  for  this  kindness. 

The  meeting's  of  the  society  this  term  have 
been  especially  interesting.  Very  good  work  is 
being  done,  and  the  programs  show  that  much 
care  and  time  are  being  spent  toward  their  prep- 
aration.    The  program  given  March  17th  was: 

Phi  Nu  song. 

Instrumental  Solo — Ellen  Brierly. 

Current  News — Nannie  Myers. 

Amateur — Jennie  Harker. 

Book  Review — Cuba  Carter. 

Extemporaneous — Ann  White. 

Debate — Resolved,  That  civil  service  shall 
be  non-political.  Affirmative — Alta  Charles,  Nel- 
lie Hollenback.  Negative — Amy  Fackt,  Greta 
Coe. 


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College   Greetings. 


BELLES  LETTRES. 

Belles  Lettres  Society  continues  its  g'ood 
work.  The  g'irls  seem  to  take  an  unusual  inter- 
est in  their  society  and  are  ever  on  the  watch  for 
new  plans  and  sugg'estions  which  will  further 
their  advancement.  Each  member  avails  herself 
of  the  right  to  criticize  the  work  of  the  society, 
and  thus  each  one  tries  to  do  her  share  as  best 
she  may  know  how.  The  programs  the  last  few 
weeks  deserve  especial  mention,  as  they  have 
showed  hard  study.  We  are  now  working  on  the 
open-meeting  program,  and  we  want  to  have  a 
program  such  as  the  worth  of  the  society  de- 
serves. 

The  society  realized  $32  from  the  "Copper 
Complication."  This  will  go  towards  paying  for 
the  new  hall.  We  feel  very  grateful  to  Miss 
Kreider  for  the  generosity  shown  us. 

Following  was  the  program  last  week: 
Devotional  exercises. 

Piano  Solo  ...        -  Inez  Huckeby 

Current  News  -  -  -  Delia  Blackburn 
Essay,  "A  Hard  Problem"  -  Winifred  Palmer 
Solo,  "My  Little  Love"         -  Estelle  Tunison 

Reading,  "A  Sisterly  Scheme"  -  Clara  Swain 
Five  Minute  Talk  on  Riley  -  Louise  Moore 
Extempo.,  "The  Art  of  Debating"  -  Edith  Joy 
Recitation,  "How  we  Waked 

Ike"        -        -        -       Lillian  McCullough 
Piano  Solo       ....      Albertine  Larson 
Edna  Read,  Pres. 
Mabelle  Parshal,!*,  Sec. 


ATHLETICS. 


The  Athletic  Association  has  been  doing 
work  in  the  gymnasium  all  winter.  The  girls 
have  been  so  enthusiastic  that  the  interest  has 
spread,  and  on  March  2d  20  new  names  were  add- 
ed to  the  roll,  which  now  numbers  ninety  (90.) 

The  games  during  the  months  of  February 
and  March  are  as  follows: 

Feb.  4 — Yale  ts.  Harvard,  won  by  Yale; 
score,  11  to  6. 

Feb.  18 — Princeton  vs.  Cornell,  won  by  Cor- 
nell; score,  9  to  25. 

Feb.  27 — Brownie  vs.  Midget,  won  by  Brownie; 
score,  14  to  10. 

March  4 — Yale  vs.  Harvard,  won  by  Yale; 
score,  9  to  5. 


March  6 — Princeton  vs.  Cornell,  won  by 
Princeton;  score,  20  to  19. 

March  11 — Brownie  vs.  Midget;  score,  14  to  14. 

March  12 — Princeton  vs.  Cornell,  won  by  Cor- 
nell; score,  15  to  26. 

Owing  to  the  increase  in  numbers  in  the 
association,  two  new  basket  ball  teams,  the  Am- 
herst and  Columbia,  have  been  organized.  lone 
Romans  and  Birdie  Peck  were  chosen  captains, 
and  their  teams  are: 

Amherst.  F. — Leah  James.  Ora  Holben, 
Elsie  Smith.  C— Alta  Shipley,  Bessie  Stowell. 
B.— Lucetta  Butt.Stella  Shepherd,  Belle  Warner. 

Columbia.  F. — Julia  Butt,  Clara  Lohr.  Lola 
Young.  C  — Mabel  Osborn,  Lillian  Bell.  B.— 
Myrtle  Sullivan,  Birdie  Peck,  Lee  Morin. 

The  two  strongest  teams,  Yale  and  Harvard, 
play  now  in  these  positions: 

Yale.  F. — Frances  Scott,  Edith  Davis,  Besse 
Harker.  C. — Susan  Rebhan,  Georgie  Harris. 
B.— Edna  Read,  Zellah  Ransom.  Stella  Shepherd. 

Harvard.  F.— Amy  Fackt,  Sarah  Triplett, 
Fern  Stubblefield.  C— Etna  Stivers,  Leda  Ells- 
bury.  B. — Delia  Stevens,  Blanche  Sonneman, 
Annie  White. 

Edna  Read,  Reporter. 


COLLEGE  OF  MUSIC. 


A  very  enjoyable  recital  this  month  was  that 
of  Miss  Elizabeth  Doying,  assisted  by  Miss  Bru- 
ner  and  Mr.  Stead.  The  program  was  a  very 
fine  one,  and  Miss  Doying  played  in  her  usual 
artistic  manner. 

The  following  is  the  program: 
Concerto,  E  minor  (First  movement.) 

Orchestral  parts  on  second  piano  -  Chopin 
Thine  Only  ....  Bohm 

Chromatic  Fantaise  and  Fugue  -  Bach 

Etincelles,  Op.  6  -  -  Moskowski 

Polonaise,  Op.  46     -  -  -        MacDowell 

Nuit  D'Ete         ....  Binet 

La  Campanella  Etude  -  -  -      Liszt 

Another  recital  to  which  we  look  forward  is 
that  one  which  Miss  Bruner  and  Miss  Long  will 
give  in  the  College  chapel  March  30th. 

We  were  all  glad  to  have  Mrs.  Kolp  spend  a 
few  days  in  the  building  with  us  this  month. 

The  Glee  Club  has  begun  work  again,  and 
will  probably  be  heard  from  in  the  near  future. 

The  class  in  musical   history   is   very   much 


College  Greetings. 


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interested  in  the  study  of  the  lives  of  the  great 
composers  whicli  they  have  begfun  recently. 

The  Mendelssohn  Club,  whose  harmonious 
sounds  the  second  floor  girls  have  grown  to  love 
so  dearly,  will  present  Mendelssohn's  ■•Athalie" 
some  time  next  month. 

Several  new  pupils  have  enrolled  recently  in 
the  College  of  Music. 


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in  it,  and  g-enerally  nuts.  When  they  have  a 
large  cake,  it  is  usually  very  fancy,  with  much 
frosting  and  many  ornaments  about  it.  They 
like  these  for  birthdays  and  big  occasions.  They 
put  little  candles  on  them  and  place  them  in  the 
center  of  the  table. 

Since  I  could  not  be  home  Christmas,  I  think 
I  was  very  fortunate  in  having'  such  a  fine  invi- 
tation. Most  of  the  American  students  are  in 
Pensions,  and  they  could  not  know  what  the  real 
Christmas  is  in  a  family  over  here.  You  know 
every  family  has  a  tree,  and  they  have  the  real 
celebration  Christmas  eve.  We  were  invited  for 
the  whole  thing-.  They  had  an  elegant  supper 
that  evening,  then  the  doors  were  opened  into 
the  next  room,  where  the  tree  was.  They  all 
sing  one  of  their  Christmas  anthems,  and  then 
the  father  comes  in  dressed  as  Santa  Claus  and 
bring"s  the  presents. 

The  trees  come  into  the  city  in  car  loads, 
most  of  them  from  the  Harz  mountains,  and  the 
Thuringian  forests,  where  I  was  last  summer. 
They  say  it  took  1,800,000  trees  to  supply  the 
homes  of  Berlin  and  vicinity.  Preparations  for 
Christmas  begin  earlier  than  in  America.  The 
festival  is  universally  observed.  The  regular 
Christmas  festivities  last  three  days. 

In  the  Emperor  William's  Memorial  church, 
the  new  and  handsomest  church  in  Berlin, 
there  were  two  services,  one  at  two  in  the  after- 
noon for  the  children,  and  the  other  at  five  for 
grown  people.  I  attended  the  earlier  service  in 
order  to  see  the  children.  The  interior  of  the 
church  is  beautiful,  and  the  only  decoration  was 
two  large  Christmas  trees,  brig-ht  with  lights. 
The  service  consisted  of  anthems  and  hymns  by 
the  children  and  recitations  of  scripture  selec- 
tions. There  was  no  distribution  of  candy  and 
oranges,  but  at  the  close  of  the  service  each  child 
was  given  a  Christmas  token. 

During  the  holidays  we  have  had    fine  oppor- 


tunities to  hear  some  very  good  things'.  Next 
Tuesday  I  am  going  to  hear  Carrerno,  the  most 
celebrated  violinist  in  Berlin.  I  am  going  to 
hear  Godowsky,  the  great  pianist,  on  Thursday. 
At  the  Royal  Opera  House  recently  before  the 
concert,  we  were  wishing  the  royal  family  might 
happen  to  come  that  night,  when  they  actually 
appeared  and  were  seated  in  the  royal  box.  The 
emperor  could  be  easily  recog^nized  from  his  pic- 
tures. He  was  in  full  dress  uniform.  The  em- 
press looked  very  queenly,  and  was  elegantly 
dressed  in  a  bluish  grey  satin  gown  with  a  full 
jeweled  coronet  on  her  head.  The  little  daugh- 
ter looked  very  pretty  and  dainty  in  a  pink  dress, 
and  the  sons  looked  like  manly  fellows  in  their 
military  uniforms.  But  it  was  perfectly  comical 
to  see  people  stare  at  them.  Between  the  parts 
of  the  program  the  people  stood  up,  turned 
around  and  leveled  their  opera  glasses  at  the 
members  of  the  royal  family. 

You  would  not  worry  about  my  learning  to 
like  German  better  than  English  if  you  knew 
how  g-ood  it  sounds  to  hear  the  Eng-lish  at  the 
American  church.  It  seems  so  fine  to  hear  the 
singing  in  English.  You  cannot  imagine  how 
much  the  American  church  and  the  American 
Woman's  Club  mean  to  us.  The  club  is  com- 
posed mostly  of  3roung  women  who  are  studying 
here  in  Berlin.  It  is  conducted  more  for  socia- 
bility than  for  literary  work.  The  students  have 
all  the  work  that  they  can  do,  and  what  they 
need  is  a  place  for  social  life.  The  club  rooms 
are  always  open,  and  the  directress  or  an  assist- 
ant always  there.  They  have  a  good  library, 
and  it  is  always  cozy  and  warm.  Tea  is  served 
one  afternoon  a  week;  and  open  meeting's  or  re- 
ceptions given  one  evening  a  month,  when  the 
g-entlemen  are  invited.  The  club  is  not  divided 
into  sections,  as  at  home,  but  there  is  a  literary 
program  once  in  two  weeks.  It  is  a  fine  place  to 
meet  the  most  charming-  American  women  in 
Berlin. 

see 

Miss  Grace  Engle  eu]03'ed  a  visit  from  her 
father  this  -week. 

Miss  Knopf  and  Miss  Bruner  spent  Sunday 
at  their  homes  in  Chicago. 

Miss  Olive  Blunt  g-ave  a  very  pleasing  talk 
in  chapel  a  recent  morning-.  She  spoke  of  the 
man}'  opportunities  time  brings  us,  and  how 
necessary  it  is  to  seize  such  opportunities  before 
they  pass  away.      We  enjoyed  her  talk  very  much. 


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COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


UNREST. 


Hush  thee,  wild  desire! 

Seething-  ever  in  my  breast. 
Like  a  mighty  wind  that  warreth 

With  the  sea  that  fain  would  rest. 

Stay  thee,  mounting  higher! 

Casting  up  along  the  shore 
Things  I  long  to  hide  there 

In  the  depths  forevermore. 

Rest  thee;  come  no  further! 

Ravening  inward  on  thy  prey, 
Leave  me  yet  a  tew  defenses. 

Spare  my  peace  and  go  thy  way. 

I  command  thee,  fierce  desire, 
That  untamed  of  human  will, 

Shall  be  as  the  sea  to  listen 
When  He  speaketh,   "Peace,  be  still! 


Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harker,  with  the  two  younger 
children,  have  been  spending  a  few  weeks  visit- 
ing in  Citronelle,  Ala.  The  trip  is  especially  for 
he  benefit  of  the  little  boy,  Albert,  whose  health 
is  not  the  best.  We  hope  he  will  come  back 
much  improved. 

The  first  senior  recital  in  elocution  will  be 
given  by  Sara  Mabelle  Davis  Wednesday,  March 
25th.     Miss  Flora  Balke,  pianist,  will  assist. 

The  school  has  at  last  its  pin,  and  it  is 
greatly  admired  by  every  one.  The  design  was 
drawn  by  Miss  Knopf,  of  the  School  of  Art,  and 
represents  a  pair  of  mercury  wings,  with  lighted 
torch  between,  and  the  word  oratory  across  the 
top,  and  I.  W.  C.  at  the  bottom.  The  work  is  in 
relief  and  finished  in  rose  gold. 

The  first  junior  essays  were  read  this  week 
and  were  very  interesting.  Ella  Ross  told  of 
"Helen's  Travels;'"  Etna  Stivers,  "The  History 
of  I.  W.  C,"  and  Lula  Smith,  "The  Old  Days 
and  the  New." 

Mrs.  Leigh  and  Mrs.  Holmes,  of  Waverly, 
were  guests  of  Miss  Burnett  on  Wednesday. 

Miss  Cole,  Miss  Line  and  Mrs.  Kolp  were  the 
guests  of  Miss  Patterson  over  Sunday,  the  third 
week  in  March. 

Mrs.  Woodard,  of  Odin,  111.,  visited  her 
daughters,  Grace  and  Lucile,  at  the  College  a 
few  days  last  week. 

Rev.  A.  L.  T.  Ewert,  of  the  board  of  confer- 
ence visitors,  led  chapel  exercises  one  recent  Sat- 


urday morning,  and  afterwards  visited  a  number 
of  the  classes. 

During  the  past  week  the  library  has  again 
been  kindly  remembered:  Mrs.  L.  M.  Watson- 
of  Pittsburg,  Pa.,  presented  two  copies  of 
"Black  Rock,"  and  Miss  McDowell  presented 
two  copies  of  Hawthorne's  "Scarlet  Letter." 

Miss  Long  and  Miss  Bruner  will  give  the 
next  faculty  concert  Monday  evening,  March  30th. 

Mrs.  Mae  Brown  was  the  guest  of  Maude 
Harker  for  a  day  at  the  College. 

Clara  Swain  and  Edith  Joy  are  both  at  their 
homes  ill  with  measles,  which  by  an  unfortunate 
oversight  they  neglected  to  have  some  10  or  IS 
years  ago. 

Mrs.  Belle  Short  Lambert,  '73,  and  Mrs.  Kath- 
erine  Short  Waller,  '76,  who  has  been  down  from 
Oak  Park  for  a  week's  visit,  spent  a  short  time 
at  the  College,  which  was  for  .so  many  years  their 
home. 

The  German  Club  continues  its  meetings  at 
4  o'clock  every  Monday  afternoon.  A  pleasant 
feature  a  week  or  two  ago  was  the  informal  talk 
given  by  Miss  Charlotte  Stryker  of  her  impres- 
sions concerning  student  life  in  Germany  during 
her  recent  sojourn  abroad. 

The  story  the  musician  Kocian  tells  at  his 
own  expense  will  be  appreciated  by  the  girls 
struggling  with  conversational  German  and 
French.  He  writes  of  being  at  a  restaurant  in 
Chicago,  and  wishing  to  order  some  tongue, 
pulled  out  his  Bohemian-English  dictionary,  and 
seizing  upon  the  first  equivalent,  surprised  the 
waiter  by  a  demand  for  "some  language." 

The  first  warm  days  of  spring  warn  us  that 
the  end  of  the  year  draws  near.  It  is  to  be  hoped 
the  number  of  old  students  revisiting  their 
"Mecca"  will  be  larger  this  year  than  ever.  The 
Phi  Nu's  fiftieth  anniversary  should  have  attrac- 
tion for  all  the  old  wearers  of  the  oak  leaf,  and 
the  alumnae  program  promises  to  be  one  of 
attraction.  Mrs.  Mary  Callahan  Mercer.  '79,  is 
to  give  the  address  this  year. 

The  sympathy  of  the  College  people  goes  out 
to  Mrs.  Mary  McElfresh  Bennett,  whose  interest 
in  us  dates  back  for  quite  a  half  century,  in  her 
long  and  tedious  illness. 

The  "sick  room"  has  been  in  rather  frequent 
requisition  during  the  past  month  or  two.  though 
none  of  the  cases  have  been  severe. 


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I  COLLEGE  GREETINGS  | 


VOL  VI 


JACKSONVILLE  ILL  APRIL  1903 


NO  7 


OUR  NATIONAL   MUSIC. 

EMMA    BULLARD,     '04. 


"Music  is  the  voice  and  impulse  of  Nature — 
the  breathing-  of  the  life  of  the  Universe."  So 
music  has  been  defined,  and  such  definition  we 
all  recognize  to  be  true.  With  what  an  answer- 
in"-  chord  i)f  memories  our  natures  vibrate  at  the 
breathing-  of  a  song!  Possibly  it  is  a  lullaby 
which  comes  to  our  ears  bearing  us  back  to  the 
time  we  were  little  children  and  reminding  us  of 
our  sweet  mothers'  care.  Possibly  it  is  a  nursery 
rhyme  which  reminds  us  of  dolls  and  bright, 
sunny  days  lived  very  near  to  Fairyland.  It  may 
be  a  beautiful  hymn  that  brings  with  it  a  sense 
of  peace  ^nd  rest.  Or  is  it  a  patriotic  air  which 
breathes  out  its  enthusiasm  and  fills  our  very 
beings  with  resolutions  of  loyalty  and  determina- 
tion to  do  and  dareV 

Some  such  inspiration  and  influence  of  song 
must  have  been  felt  by  the  man  who,  about  200 
years  ago,  was  heard  to  say  that  "he  believed  if 
a  man  were  permitted  to  make  all  the  ballads,  he 
need  not  care  who  should  make  the  laws  of  a  na- 
tion." In  other  words,  he  meant  that  the  songs 
accepted  by  a  people  as  e.iipressive  of  a  nation's 
sentiment  have  more  power  and  influence  with 
the  people  at  large  than  tiresome  speeches  deliv- 
ered in  vast  assemblages  or  a  long  series  of 
measures  issued  for  the  sake  of  carrying  out  any 
particular  political  purpose. 

The  writers  of  poetry  and  song  may  be  said 
to  work  side  by  side,  because  the  same  conditions 
which  prompt  poetic  activity  also  foster  the  out- 
pouring of  song.  Only  after  the  poet  has  fur- 
nished us  verses  of  power  and  graceful  form, 
does  the  composer  come  forth  ready  with  his  gift 
of  harmonious  melody  to  give  to  mankind  the 
music  whereby  are  expressed  the  strongest  feel- 
ings and  noblest  sentiments  of  the  verses.  And 
melody  is  wedded  to  thought. 


Song  is  greatly  influenced  by  Nature  and  her 
works.  We  are  told  that  "in  lands  where  the 
roll  of  the  ocean  and  the  angry  peals  of  thunder 
and  the  mournful  sigh  of  the  coming  storm  are 
constantly  heard,  we  should  expect  to  find  cor- 
responding tones  in  the  music.  But  in  milder 
regions,  where  the  song  of  birds  and  the  busy 
hum  of  bees  is  continually  sounded,  where  the 
prevalent  sounds  of  nature,  the  breeze,  the  cata- 
ract, are  of  a  cheerful  character,  we  should  sup- 
pose that  the  music  would  partake  of  this  char- 
acter." 

Naturally,  too,  men  sing  of  what  their  hearts 
are  full,  and  so,  in  a  country  where  there  have 
been  frequent  wars  or  civil  disturbances,  there 
would  be  a  close  relationship  between  these  his- 
toric events  and  the  songs  of  the  nation.  From 
wars  come  songs  of  victory;  from  struggles  of 
sects  of  God-fearing  people  come  grand  and  ma- 
jestic hymns  full  of  power  and  inspiration;  and 
from  deep  national  upheavals  come  songs  of  lib- 
erty and  joy  of  freedom. 

It  is  interesting  to  note  the  effects  of  nation- 
al hymns  upon  various  people;  how  the  gallant 
and  elegant  people  of  France,  and  usually  pro. 
found  and  philosophic  Germans,  and  the  Italians, 
with  their  simple,  yet  passionate  natures,  are 
moved  by  their  various  harmonies  to  the  highest 
sentiments  of  patriotism,  leading  them  to  per- 
form deeds  of  remarkable  courage. 

In  times  of  peace,  too,  these  national  hymns 
serve  to  keep  up  the  love  of  country  and  instill 
in  our  hearts  certain  feelings  of  national  pride 
which  might  not  otherwise  be  aroused. 

Let  us  take  into  consideration  our  own  coun- 
try and  the  development  of  its  national  music. 

At  the  time  when  the  Pilgrims  came  over  in 
the  seventeenth  century,  there  was  very  little 
music  other  than  that  used  in  their  religious  ser- 
vices. There  was  a  great  difference  of  opinion 
as  to  whether  or  not  it  was  right  to  use  music 
even  there,  but  it  was  continued  with  modera- 
tion.    About  1644    it    became    customary  for    the 


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deacon  or  some  other  worthy  dignitary  to  "Hue 
off"  the  psalm  or  song-  to  the  congregation.  No 
doubt  this  was  rather  an  unsuccessful  and  some- 
times amusiag  proceeding.  An  example  is 
quoted  of  one  of  the  many  songs  which  needed 
more  than  just  the  one  line  to  complete  its  mean- 
ing: 

"The  Lord  will  come,  and  He  will  not 
Keep  silence,  but  speak  out." 
But   as    the    deacon    read   the  lines,  they  be- 
came rather  puzzling; 

••The  Lord  will  come,  and  He  will  not" 

Which  the  congregation  faithfully  repeated. 
After  which  came  the  mistifying  request: 

"Keep  silence,  but  speak  out." 

As  time  went  on,  however,  and  other  people 
less  strict  in  their  views  came  to  America,  there 
was  an  increase  of  music.  Gradually  songs  of 
other  nations  were  accepted,  especially  those  of 
England.  One  of  the  oldest,  possibly,  is  "Yankee 
Doodle."  It  is  not  known  exactly  whence  came 
the  word,  but  the  etymology  is  of  little  conse- 
quence. The  song  itself  seems  to  have  been 
used  at  first  by  the  English  soldiers  in  derision 
of  the  American  troops  during  the  Revolutionary 
War.  Later,  after  one  of  the  American  victories, 
the  tables  were  turned,  and  it  was  adopted  by 
our  countrymen  with  some  change  in  the  words, 
and  for  lack  of  any  otlier  was  for  a  time  called 
our  national  hymn. 

Another  one  of  our  old  songs  is  "Hail, 
Columbia."  This,  at  first,  was  an  instrumental 
composition,  which  used  to  be  played  by  armies 
on  the  march.  During  the  struggle  between 
France  and  England,  when  it  seemed  probtible 
that  there  would  also  be  danger  for  us  if  neu- 
trality were  not  preserved,  a  young  singer  and 
actor  conceived  the  idea  that  if  patriotic  and 
soul-stirring  words  were  put  to  this  tune,  his 
own  fortunes  might  brighten,  and,  better  still. 
inestimable  support  come  to  the  advocates  of 
neutrality. 

As  the  opera  house  in  Philadelphia  was  filled 
that  niglit,  a  two-fold  purpose  was  accomplished. 
A  young  singer  was  relieved  from  financial  em- 
barrassment, but  the  far  more  important  pur- 
pose was  accomplished — i.  e.,  national  pride  was 
incited,  and  an  international  entanglement  was 
avoided. 

Possibly  our  most  cherished  and  trul}' nation- 
al hymn,  however,   is  the    "Star    Spangled    Ban- 


ner." It  was  first  known  as  an  old  English 
drinking  song.  It  was  probably  very  familiar  to 
Francis  Scott  Key,  when,  a  prisoner  on  board  a 
British  vessel  in  1814,  after  a  night's  terrible 
struggle,  he  beheld,  at  break  of  day,  with  en- 
thusiastic patriotism,  the  emblem  of  liberty 
waving  in  seemintr  defiance  of  conflict,  and  was 
forthwith  inspired  to  write  this  song,  which  has 
had  a  wonderful  influence  upon  soldiers  ever 
since. 

It  is  said  that  during  the  Spanish-American 
war,  while  the  battle  of  Santiago  was  at  its 
greatest  heat,  the  soldiers  in  one  of  the  regi- 
ments caught  sight  of  the  flag  at  a  critical 
moment  and  began  singing  the  "Star  Spangled 
Banner."  It  so  thrilled  them  that  they  took  new 
courage  and  won  the  day. 

I  have  heard  my  father  tell  of  the  influence 
of  song  upon  the  soldiers  in  and  out  of  camp, 
and  how  at  the  beginning  of  a  struggle,  at  the 
sound  of  bands  striking  up. familiar  songs  at 
about  the  same  time  throughout  the  entire  de- 
partment, the  soldiers  were  filled  with  a  patriotic 
zeal  which  sent  them  hastening  to  their  places  in 
the  ranks  and  made  them  almost  eager  for  the 
fray.  One  particular  instance  he  often  tells  is  of 
that  bloody  battle  of  Chickamauga. 

The  entire  Federal  army  had  been  engaged 
the  whole  day  in  a  fearful  clash  of  arms.  The 
right  and  left  wings  were  broken,  and  thousands 
were  lying  on  the  field,  dead  or  dying.  Tlie- 
whole  sky  was  wrapped  in  gloom,  and  all  the 
earth  was  mourning.  The  Confederates  were 
rallying  for  another  desperate  charge,  which 
promised  to  annihilate  tile  LTnion  troc>|)s.  But  in 
the  distance  was  heard  a  great  cheer,  and  finally 
"Old  Glorv"  was  seen  thrcuigli  the  smoke.  Im- 
mediately the  bands  beg;ui  pla\ing  the  --Star 
Spangled  Banner."  There  was  new  hope.  The 
reserve  corps  had  arrived,  and  with  renewed 
vigor  the  wearied  soldiers  took  up  the  conflict, 
repulsed  all  and  held  the  field. 

Some  of  the  other  songs  which  could  tell 
wonderful  stories  of  deeds  nobly  done  are  Mrs. 
Howe's  "Battle  Hymn  of  the  Republic,"  Root's 
"Battle  Cry  of  Freedom,"  Work's  ••Marching 
Through  Georgia."  that  beautifully  pathetic 
song,  "Just  Before  the  Battle,  Mother,"  and 
Kittredge's  ••Tenting  on  the  Old  Camp  Ground." 
We  who  know  nothing'  of  the  horrors  of  war  can 
never  fully  understand  these  influences:  yet, 
those  of  us  who  have  been  permitted  to  hear 
them  sung  by  an  old  soldier  recognize  by  the  face 


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of  the   singer   that    there  lias  been  untnistakable 
power  in  the  song-. 

But  there  is  one  more,  the  power  and  beauty 
of  which  excel  all  the  rest.  This  is  •■America." 
It  has  not  always  been  so  univ'ersallv  [lopiijar  as 
it  now  is,  but  as  it  became  more  widely  known, 
it  was,  in  the  same  measure,  widely  accepted. 
How  characteristic  of  our  g^reat  nation  is  the 
spirit  of  liberty  whicli  it  breathes!  And  if  we, 
as  a  nation,  can  be  characterized  among  nations 
according  to  that  deeper  sentiment  e.xpressed — 
as  being"  a  loyal,  earnest,  trustful  people,  whose 
ruler  is  King  of  Heaven-  -how  proudly  may  we 
all  sing- — 

••Our  Father's  God.  to  Thee. 

Author  of  liberty. 
To  Thee  we  sing: 

Long'  may  our  land  be  bright 

With  freedom's  holv  light; 

Protect  us  by  thy  might. 
Great  God.  our  King." 


'LIFE  IN    A   MANSE. 


GERTRUDE    YORK,     '04. 


Life  in  a  manse  is  both  varied  and  iilensiiig-. 
In  it  there  is  abundant  opportunity  to  study  hu- 
man nature;  for  here  are  met  all  sorts  and 
conditions  of  men.  women  and  children.  Espe- 
cially is  this  true  in  a  Methodist  manse  or 
parsonage,  for  here,  every  few  vears,  the  occu- 
pants change. 

One  who  is  not  familiar  with  these  things 
cannot  imagine  what  anxiety  is  in  the  mind  of 
the  minister's  wife  about  conference  time.  Per- 
haps they  will  have  to  move,  and  if  thev  do. 
perhaps  the  schools  will  be  poor;  or  perhaps  the 
parsonage  will  be  one  of  those  relics  of  the  re- 
mote past,  which  do  not  even  keep  out  the  rain; 
or  perhaps  the  support  will  be  so  small  that 
John  cannot  be  kept  in  college  the  next  year,  or 
Mary  cannot  go  on  with  her  music  lessons.  But 
when  at  last  they  are  settled  in  their  new  home, 
after  all  the  trials  and  tribulations  incidental  to 
moving,  it  probably  happens  that  there  is  a  very 
comfortable  parsonage,  a  good  school,  just  two 
blocks  away,  and  salary  enough,  with  Aunt 
Jane's  help,  to  keep  John  in  college,  and  allow 
Mary  to  keep  up  her  music.  The  little  mother  is 
very  happy,  and  sets  about  winning  the  affection 
of  the  congregation.  For  often  in  a  small  town, 
the  people  look  with  criticizing'  eyes  on  the  new 
minister's  wife.     They  can    forgive    the    pastor's 


defects,  while  they  cannot  bring  themselves  to 
disregard  those  of  his  wife. 

She  must  be  youngs,  but  not  too  voung.  She 
must  dress  well,  but  not  too  stylishly.  And 
although  she  receives  no  salary,  she  is  usually 
the  hardest  worked  woman  in  tlie  parish.  She 
must  make  calls  with  her  husband.  She  is  pres- 
ident of  the  Missionary  society,  vice  president  of 
the  Ladies'  Aid,  secretary  of  the  VV.  C.  T.  U.,  a 
teacher  in  the  Sunday  school,  assistant  superin- 
tendent of  the  Junior  League;  and  besides  this, 
she  must  look  after  the  mental,  physical  and 
spiritual  welfare  of  her  children. 

But  what  do  the  children  do  while  their 
mother  is  away  looking-  after  all  these  other  in- 
terests? In  many  instances,  they  do  just  what 
they  please;  and  then  people  say  that  ministers' 
children  are  always  worse  than  other  people's 
children.  But  in  other  cases,  the  children  know 
enough  to  remain  at  home,  having  been  reminded 
on  previous  occasions,  by  all  due  persuasions, 
physical  and  otherwise. 

The  people  in  the  new  charge  are  not  at  all 
hard  to  get  acquainted  with.  The  first  few  days, 
while  the  minister's  family  are  unpacking  and 
trying-  to  get  things  straightened,  the  wives  of 
all  the  trustees  and  stewards  come  to  call,  and 
are  very  cordial  in  their  welcome,  inviting-  the 
minister  and  all  the  family  to  dinner  or  tea  any 
day  while  they  are  unpacking. 

Then  after  the  parsonage  is  put  in  order,  the 
social  committee  make  arrangements,  and  the 
whole  congreg'ation  sweep  down  in  a  body  to 
welcome  the  new  pastor.  And  they  often  leave 
something-  substantial  behind  them.  Of  course, 
this  is  a  delightful  wa  v  to  welcome  the  pastor, 
but  I  always  think  of  the  tired  little  mother,  who 
will  have  to  spend  the  whole  of  next  week  re- 
placing- vi'hat  had  just  been  put  in  place.  For 
most  likely  Widow  Jenkins  has  allowed  her 
three  babies  to  put  their  sticky  little  fingers  any- 
where they  wished  on  the  woodwork  of  the  piano 
or  music  rack.  And  I  imagine  the  workers  could 
almost  "gather  up  twelve  baskets  of  fragments" 
of  refreshments  oif  the  floor.  But  it  was  all 
meant  well,  so  they  must  be  thankful  for  the 
spirit. 

The  first  Sunday  is  always  a  trying  one. 
Goldsmith,  in  "The  Vicar  of  Wakefield,"  gives  a 
fine  description  of  the  Vicar's  first  Sunday  in  a 
new  parish — a  description  that  is  true  to-day,  to 
a  certain  extent.  The  minister,  of  course, 
chooses  one  of  his  best  sermons,  and  then  spends 
hours  over  it  to  see  that  it  is  faultless,    while   his 


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wife  and  children  are  naturally  anxious  to  ap- 
pear at  their  best.  The  day  is  perfect.  Every- 
body in  town  is  out  to  church.  Business  men 
and  rheumatic  old  women,  who  never  go  to 
church  unless- to  hear  a  new  minister  or  to  attend 
a  funeral,  are  there.  The  services  go  off  beau- 
tifully, and  the  minister  has  already  won  the  love 
and  respect  of  half  of  the  congregation. 

But  everything  is  not  so  fortunate  as  the 
minister's  first  sermon;  there  are  disappoint- 
ments and  discouragements  all  along  the  way. 
for  he  has  not  been  in  town  a  week  before  half  a 
dozen  old  ladies  have  been  to  the  parsonage,  who 
inform  him  they  consider  it  their  '-bounden  duty" 
to  tell  him  how  nearly  backslidden  is  old  Brother 
Perkins;  or  how  Sister  Smith  has  lost  all  her 
religion,  they  know,  for  she  has  given  a  card 
party  and  invited  all  the  young  people.  When 
he  asks  just  what  they  played,  the  ladies  do  not 
know,  but  Sister  Smith's  hired  girl  has  told  them 
there  were  cards.  Sister  Smith's  reputation  is 
saved,  however,  for  on  investigation  it  proves  the 
company  played  nothing"  more  harmful  than 
flinch. 

Then  there  are  the  omnipresent  choir  troub- 
les, but  the  minister  wisely  avoids  that  problem, 
and  lets  them  settle  it  among'  themselves. 

Brother  Brown  is  to  be  reconciled  with 
Brother  Jones,  because  Brother  Jones'  cows  got 
into  Brother  Brown's  corn  field  not  long  before 
and  left  it  decidedly  bare. 

Querulous  old  Brother  Snyder  is  to  be  visited 
and  prayed  with.  Every  time  the  minister  comes 
he  says,  "Yes,  he  is  thankful  for  what  the  Lord 
has  done  for  him,  but  he  thinks  He  might  have 
done  a  great  deal  more." 

Then  there  are  stewards'  meetings,  in  which 
I  can  almost  hear  them  praying,  -'Lord,  keep 
Thou  our  pastor  humble,  and  we  will  keep  him 
poor."  Some  of  them  tell  pitiful  tales  about  how 
hard  it  is  to  collect  the  pastor's  salary.  One 
woman  had  said,  "The  minister's  wife  hires  her 
washing  done,  and  I  can't  afford  that,  so  I  will 
not  pay  anything  on  the  pastor's  salary." 

But  this  is  the  dark  side  of  the  picture. 
"Every  cloud  has  a  silver  lining,"  and  althoug'h 
the  pastor  is  ofttimes  discouraged  and  disheart- 
ened, yet  there  are  times  when  it  is  smooth 
sailing.  When  discouraged,  he  will  probably  go 
to  see  Sister  Dee,  who  has  been  an  invalid  for  12 
years,  and  yet  is  a  veritable  saint.  It  is  a 
perfect    benediction    to    come    into   her  presence. 


and  after  having  prayed  and  talked  with  her.  the 
minister  goes  forth  feeling  as  if  he  had  had  a 
new  vision  and  is  better  equipped  for  life's 
battle. 

Then  there  is  Brother  Blank,  who  upholds 
the  minister  on  every  occasion,  and  is  willing  to 
do  anything,  from  conducting  a  service  to  pump- 
ing the  organ;  and  Sister  Blank,  who  comes  to 
the  parsonage  once  a  week,  bringing  sunshine 
and  good  clieer  with  her.  and  often  some  little 
token  of  love — a  growing  plant  for  Mary,  who  is 
studying  botany;  a  bunch  of  roses  for  the  mother; 
a  bowl  of  berries  for  the  evening-  meal,  or  some 
cookies  for  the  cliildren. 

And  what  fun  it  is  when  there  is  to  be  a 
wedding  at  the  parsonage!  Mavbe  the  -would-be 
wedded'  are  Hans  and  Gretchen.  from  neighbor- 
ing farms,  who  have  only  been  over  for  a  short 
time,  and  have  decided  to  go  to  farming  for 
themselves.  How  frightened  lie  looks,  and  how 
bashful  she  is,  yet  they  both  seem  very  happy 
when  the  ordeal  is  over.  Or  -perhaps  they  are 
strangers,  who  have  come  up  on  the  afternoon 
train  and  want  to  appear  very  unconcerned  in 
public. 

What  excitenient  there  is  among  the  children 
when  they  find  out  father  is  going-  to  administer 
baptism,  and  especially  is  this  true  if  it  is  to  be 
an  immersion.  The  children  talk  about  it  the 
whole  week  before,  and  hope'  father  will  not  be 
like  Brother  B.,  a  neighboring'  minister,  who.  on 
immersing  a  very  fleshy  lad}',  fell  down  with  her, 
and  when  finally  he  had  rescued  her.  and  asked 
the  brethren  on  the  shore  to  sing  something,  to 
cover  his  embarrassment,  they  began,  ••Pull  for 
the  shore,  brother;  Pull  for  the  shore!"  But 
father  assures  them  no  such  accident  will  ever 
befall  him.  And  what  good  times  they  have  with 
the  neighboring  pastors  and  their  families,  for 
they  can  all  sympathize  witli  one  another. 

But  best  of  all  is  the  home  life  in  the  manse. 
It  is  no  wonder  that  so  many  g'reat  men  and 
women  have  come  from  homes  of  this  kind — 
where  consecration,  duty  and  obedience  are  the 
first  lessons  to  be  learned.  What  helpful  mem- 
ories come  in  after  years  of  the  morning'  and 
evening  prayers  and  the  quiet  Sabbaths  at  home! 

The  life  is  a  very  happy  one.  because  there  is 
a  certain  joy  in  service.  If  one  wants  a  life  full 
of  service  and  opportunity  to  help  others,  I  am 
sure  there  could  be  no  better  wish  for  her  than 
that  she  might  some  day  be  mistress  of  the 
manse. 


COLLEOE    GREETINOS. 


OPEN   LETTER    FROIM    B. 
PRESIDENT. 

HETTIE    L.    ANDERSON. 


L..    EX- 


(Taken  from  Paper  read  at  Belles  Lettres  Open 
Meeting.) 

Dear  Mi.ss  Editor: — When  I  received  the  let- 
ter saying'  you  were  to  edit  the  Society  paper  for 
the  Belles  Lettres  open  meeting.  I  stopped  in  my 
walk  up  and  down  the  narrow  aisle  of  the  Box 
Iron  school  house,  and  said  to  Theodore  Roose- 
velt's picture:  "Well,  I  do  pity  the  dear  g'irl,  for 
her  task  is  somewhat  like  the  ancient  Hebrew's 
making-  bricks  without  straw." 

But  the  president  did  not  look  especially 
sympathetic.  Of  course,  I  did  not  really  expect 
him  to  show  very  much  feeling",  for  he  has  been 
so  busy  with  his  spring-  work,  calling  extra  ses- 
sions of  the  senate  to  ratify  the  canal  treaty, 
lecturing-  on  race  suicide,  discovering-  the  Monroe 
doctrine,  hunting-  bears,  and  leading  a  strenuous 
life.  Naturally,  he  is  more  interested  in  reading 
the  letters  he's  getting-  from  fathers  of  big  fami- 
lies and  looking  at  photographs  of  the  same  than 
he  is  in  thinking  of  your  troubles. 

But,  Madam  Editor.  I  have  thought  of  you. 
Though  buried  among  the  hills  of  Pike  county, 
above  whose  rock-capped  summits  the  little  blue 
Eagle  still  soars  away  in  a  thousand  yards 
of  blue  Heaven;  where  the  old  Mississippi  rolls 
its  broad,  dark  flood  ag-ainst  the  g-ateways  of  the 
Missouri;  where  the  democratic  party  is  perpet- 
ually in  majority;  where  a  head  for  arithmetic  is 
the  highest  intellectual  arribition;  where,  people 
love  and  hate  instead  of  like  and  dislike;  where 
hospitality  and  old-time  Virginia  names  abound, 
from  these,  -'mine  own  people,"  I  return  to  your 
number;  your  grief  is  mine;    your  joy  is  my  joy. 

Though  all  I  can  see  from  the  open  window 
is  a  long  dull  ribbon  of  roadway  winding  over 
the  hills,  beneath  the  oak  and  elm  trees  border- 
ing green  wheat  fields  and  budding  woods,  yet, 
as  I  look,  the  scene  vanishes,  and  I  see  you  and 
your  audience  instead. 

The  girls  are  in  their  fresh,  pretty  dresses, 
from  dignified  President  Read  down  to  fhe  little 
pages.  I  see  the  orator  of  the  evening,  with  a 
Daniel  Webster  look  on  her  face;  I  see  the  essay- 
ist and  the  little  girl  who  used  to  write  poetry 
frantically  clutching-  their  little  white  rolls, 
while  determined  lines  settle  about  the  brows  of 
the  debaters,  and,  oh — well,  Madam  Editor,  why 
should  I  enumerate  farther?  Surely  I've  given 
the    constituent    elements  of    an  open    meeting. 


But  I  would  not  forget  you  and  your  society  pa- 
per. The  society  paper  is  a  scintillating  bit  of 
brilliancy,  an  epitome  of  cleverness.  It  contains 
all  the  slips  of  the  tongue,  jokes,  bits  of  wise 
and  otherwise  sayings,  that  a  year's  memory  has 
accumulated.  Like  death  and  the  tax  collector, 
the  society  paper  passes  by  no  one.  Of  course, 
Madam  Editor,  this  learned  journal  must  be  a 
bit  irksome  when  one  has  basket  ball,  trolley 
rides,  picnics,  receptions  and  all  sorts  of  college 
affairs  to  think  about,  not  to  mention  the  minor 
considerations  of  logic,  ethics,  physics,  dynamics, 
economics  and  all  the  other  ••ic"  texts  that  one 
has  to  carry  under  her  arm  in  order  to  have  a 
pretext  for  passing-  in  and  out  the  big-  doors  of 
I.  W.  C. 

Your  feelings.  Madam  Editor.  I  judge,  are 
the  same  as  mine  when  I  explain  compound  pro- 
portion to  the  eighth  grade  arithmetic  class  after 
an  evening  spent  on  Wallace's  pond. 

But  we  have  reached  the  cross-roads.  Madam 
Editor,  and  I  bid  you  farewell. 

There  are  partings  of  the  way  from  the  hour 
we  open  our  eyes  to  the  kindly  light,  'till  it  flees 
from  lids  of  clay  forever.  But  while  life  lasts, 
there  is  ever  some  star  of  hope,  some  new  world 
to  conquer,  and  for  such  service  we  gladly  live. 

New  Canton. 

aw. 

IN  APRIL. 


Apple  blossoms. 
Opening  softly  in  a  night, 
Ling'ring  for  a  moment. 
Taking  winged  flight. 

Apple  blossoms. 
You're  the  ghosts  of  seasons  dead, 

Come  to  haunt  the  orchard 
In  the  season's  stead. 

Apple  blossoms. 
Prom  the  grave  of  other  years; 

You  are  making  mem'ries, 
Moving  me  to  tears. 

Apple  blossoms, 
Fragrant  of  a  springtime  fled — 

Oh,  that  you  could  bring  me 
Hopes  that  now  are  dead! 

Apple  blossoms, 
With'ring,  drowning  in  the  rain. 

Wasting  all  your  sweetness. 
Finding  graves  again. 

Apple  blossoms. 
Richer  life  all  coming  morrows. 

For  the  mem'ries  it  holds 
Of  an  old  year's  sorrows. 


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DR.   MCDOWELL   WITH   US. 


For  the  third  time  we  have  had  the  inspiring- 
presence  of  the  Secretary  of  the  Board  of  Educa- 
tion of  the  M.  E.  church,   Dr.  Wm.  E.  iMcDovvell. 

Early  in  March  he  notified  President  Harker 
that  it  would  be  possible  to  five  the  College  a 
day  on  his  return  trip  to  New  York  from  visiting 
the  Missouri  conferences,  and  so  a  day  was 
devoted  to  that  purpose. 

The  morning  chapel  service  was  deferred  two 
recitation  periods,  then  everything  gave  way  for 
Dr.  McDowell's  address.  He  talked  on  student 
life,  taking  as  a  sort  of  te.xt  what  he  himself 
would  do,  were  he  to  relive  his  own  college  days. 
There  were  four  things  he  would  hold  in  mind — 
first,  to  take  better  care  of  his  health,  a  matter 
too  often  lost  sight  of  in  the  acquisition  of  the 
higher  things;  second,  a  closer  application  to  the 
work  in  hand — he  would  study  harder  and  con- 
centrate his  powers;  third,  he  would  live  his  stu- 
dent life  in  connection  with  the  world   of    affairs 


outside;  tliev  were  one.  and  should  not  be  sepa- 
rated; fourth,  lie  would  strive  f<:ir  a  better  con- 
ception of  things  as  related  to  life,  and  in  this 
connection  he  told  the  story  of  how  the  financial 
panic  of  some  years  back  had  reached  him  out  in 
Denver,  where  he  had  investments.  When  it  be- 
came clear  that  what  was  strang'ely  enoug-h 
called  "securities"  were  nothing  but  so  many 
pieces  of  valueless  paper,  and  that  everything- 
was  gone,  he  got  out  his  college  diplomas  and 
spread  them  side  by  side  with  these  "securi- 
ties"— parchments  from  three  institutions  of 
learning — containing  the  names  of  Paine,  Mer- 
rick, McCabe,  Warren  and  others,  and  the  thought 
came  to  him  that  here,  after  all.  lay  his  real  se- 
curities against  the  panics  and  disasters  of  life. 

In  the  afternoon  a  conference  of  ministers, 
trustees  and  all  in  connection  or  in  anv  way  in- 
terested in  the  College  met  in  the  chapel  for  a 
g'eneral  discussion  of  the  outlook  and  needs  of 
our  own  College. 

President  Harker  opened  the  discussion.  He 
reviewed  the  past  five  years  in  which  certain 
tilings  had  been  accomplished,  namely — 

Purchase  of  the  Lurton  lot $11,000 

Addition  to  the  east  wing  in  1899 15,000 

Addition  to  the  south  wing  in   1900 11,000 

Heating  apparatus 5.000 

The  funds  guaranteed  had  been  S20.000.  pro- 
vided §20,000  on  old  indebtedness  svas  raised. 
This  was  accomplished  last  year,  and  then  came 
the  addition  on  the  west  at  a  cost  of  530,000, 
with  a  present  total  indebtedness  of  $25,000. 

He  then  spoke  of  tlie  future  and  of  the  op- 
portunities to  make  of  this  plant  as  large  an 
institution  as  Methodism  wishes  to  have,  raising 
the  questions — Do  we  v\'ant  .i  school  for  400  board- 
ings pupils?  Do  we  wish  to  r,aise  the  grade,  now 
lialf  way  between  academv  and  colleg-e?  Is  it 
desirable  to  improve  the  present  status? 

Rev.  A.  L.  T.  Ewert  insisted  that  "Not  fail- 
ure, but  no  aim  is  crime;"  he  believed  in  adding^ 
numbers,  in  urging  the  preachers  to  advertise 
the  school   thoroughly. 

Rev.  Mr.  VanPelt  paid  a  high  tribute  to  the 
lovaltv  of  the  townspeople  bv  stating  that  iu  all 
his  vear  of  residence  he  had  vet  to  hear  the  first 
word  of  criticism  on  the  president  or  his  policv. 

Dr.  O'Neal  expressed  his  pleasure  in  the 
work  and  his  astonishment  at  the  growth  of  the 
school:   there  was  no  question  of  its  right  to  live. 

The  other  ministers  present    spoke  briefly  or 


CoLLEOE  Greetings. 


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at  length,  and  Dr.  Pitner,  for  13  yeiirs  a  trustee, 
made  what  was  perhaps  the  strongest  talk  of  all, 
in  which  he  urged  the  strengthening  of  the 
things  that  are,  the  highest  efficiency  in  the 
teaching"  force,  and  the  highest  lype  in  the  stu- 
dent body.  Oualitv  first,  numliers  second,  and 
higher  requirements  for  entrance. 

Dr.  McDowell  closed  by  emphasizing  the 
need  of  the  highest  type  of  college  spirit.  The 
financial  problem  and  others  connected  with  the 
practical  workings  of  the  school  would  have  to 
be  worked  out  as  President  Harker  alone  saw 
best,  but  the  great  result,  after  all,  was  the  char- 
acter built  up  and  sent  out  into  the  service  of  the 
world. 

A  social  hour  followed,  with  the  "cup  that 
cheers  but  not  inebriates,"  and  a  mingling  of  the 
guests  in  conversation. 

Then,  in  the  eveninir,  came  what  was  to 
many  the  climax  of  a  notable  day,  and  that  was 
Dr.  McDowell's  chapel  talk  just  to  the  girls 
themselves  on  '-Unless  the  Lord  build  the  house, 
they  labor  in  vain  that  build  it."  The  play  of 
light  humor,  the  pat  anecdote,  and  the  unique 
phrasing-  that  render  Dr.  McDowell's  public  ut- 
terance so  delightful,  were  all  w.mting  here.  It 
was  the  Christ  life  he  chose  to  dwell  upon  with 
reverence  and  tenderness  and  a  spiritual  intent 
that  can  never  quite  pass  out  of  mind. 


ELOCUTION   NOTES. 


The  senior  recitals  from  the  School  of  Elocu- 
tion have  been  very  well  attended,  and  reflected 
due  credit  both  upon  the  young  ladies  and  the 
school. 

The  first,  by  Miss  Davis,  March  25th,  was 
perhaps  the  most  pleasing"  in  the  pathos  of  the 
second  number. 

The  second,  by  Miss  McCullough,  given  April 
2d,  while  enjoyable  in  each  part,  showed  particu- 
lar strength  in  the  scene  from  Henry  VIII. 

Miss  Wylder  read  April  8th,  and  made  a 
strong  climax  for  the  series  of  good  recitals  pre- 
ceding. Her  monologue  was  unusuallv  well  in- 
terpreted. 

The  3'oung  ladies,  pupils  of  Prof.  Stead,  who 
assisted  with  well  chosen  piano  numbers,  ren- 
dered uniformly  good  support,  and  their  assist 
ance  was  much  appreciated  and  enjoyed.  They 
were,  Misses  Hortense  Stark,  Jessie  Vandine  and 
Flora  Balcke. 


Following  are  the  programs  in  their  order  as 
mentioned  above: 

PROGRAM    BY    MISS    DAVIS. 

Tale  of  Two  Cities       -         -         -         .         Dickens 

a  Storming  of  the  Bastile. 

b  Conflict  Between  Love  and  Hate. 
"VVarum"  -----         Schumann 

The  "Widow's  Mite       -         -         -         -     McKeehan 

"Butterflv" Lavalle 

Befo'  de  Pa'ty      -----  Gorden 

Grandfather's  Reverie  i 

[•  -         -         Waterman 

The  Joy  Bringer  ) 

Annexation  of  Cuby     -         -         -         A.  C.  Hegan 

PROGRAM    BY    MISS    M'CULLOUGH. 

a  BabieBelle  -  -  -  -  T.  B.  Aldrich 
b  A  Soldier's  Funeral     -         -         -         -     Mousete 

c  Evolution Ben  King 

Romance  ------        Jensen 

Henry  VIH,  Act  III.  Scene  I      -  Shakespeare 

Spinning  Song         ------      Rafl: 

a  Lady  of  the  Lake     -       -         -  Walter  Scott 

(Identity  of  James  Fitz  James.) 
b  Higher  Culture  in  Dixie     -         -        Dorothy  Dix 

PROGRAM    BY    MISS    "SVYLDER. 

David  Copperfield         .         -         -         -  Dickens 

(Betsey  Trotwood's  adoption  of  David. ) 
a  Barcarolle,  Op.  40  -         .         .         .         Klein 

b  If  I  were  a  Bird  -  -  .  -  Henselt 
a  Death  of  the  Flowers  -  -  -  -  Bryant 
b  Abraham  Davenport  -         -         .       Whittier 

c   "Watchin' the  Sparkin' "      -         -         -     Brooks 

Rhapsodie  No.  4     - Liszt 

Monologue — Telephone  Romance  -  Pauline  Phelps 

PHI    NU    PLAY    "FRIENDS." 

'•The  play's  the  thing,"  was  true  of  the  play 
given  by  the  Phi  Nu  Society,  Saturday  evening, 
March  28th.  at  8  o'clock.  "Friends"  is  a  delight- 
ful society  play  of  the  present  time,  and  was 
thoroughly  well  interpreted  by  the  young  ladies. 
The  character  work  was  strong  throughout  and 
dispelled  any  feeling  on  the  part  of  the  audience 
that  they  were  witnessing  an  amateur  perform- 
ance. If  the  young  ladies  can  give  so  good  an 
interpretation,  without  stage  and  scenery,  as  has 
been  shown  by  both  societies  this  term,  what 
could  they  not  perform  under  favorable  condi- 
tions? We  need  a  new  auditorium  for  musical 
and  dramatic  recitals.  Who  will  "come  over  and 
help  us'.''" 

Cast  of  characters: 
Margurite  Otto        -         -        .        -    Aileen  Arenz 


s.  u  ^ 


COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


(Of  the  Metropolitan  Opera  House.) 
Hans  Otto Jane  Johnston 

(Her.  father.) 
Harold  Hunting-         ....    Dell  Stevens 

(Director  of  Metropolitan  Opera  House  ) 
John  Paden,  Sr.     ....       Etna  Stevens 

(A  business  man.) 
John  Paden,  Jr.  ...  Ethel  Wylder 

(A  modern  poet.) 
Adrian  Ivarje         ....       Mabel  Barlow 

(A  pianist.) 
Jenney  Merryvs'ether         .  .  .        Ann  White 

Miss  Wolfe Leda  Ellsbury 

Miss  Hartman  .         .         .         .         Bee  Rupert 

(Society  girls.) 
Henry     ......        Susan  Rebhan 

Synopsis; 

Act  I — Mrs.  Merryweather's  Lodging-. 

Act  II — Drawing-  room  at   Marg'uerite  Otto's. 

Act  III — Harold  Hunting's  apartments. 

Act  IV — Green  room  leading  to   Marguerite's 
dressing-  room  at  the   Metropolitan  Opera  House. 

Time — The  present. 

Place — New  York. 


OPEN  MEETING. 


The  fifty-second  annual  open  meeting-  of  the 
Belles  Lettres  Society  was  held  in  the  chapel 
Monday  evening,  the  20th.  The  chapel  was 
tastefully  decorated  with  the  note  of  yellow,  the 
society  color,  prevailing.  Prom  the  fixtures 
drooped  yellow  shades  in  the  shape  of  fiower 
bells,  through  which  the  lights  shone  softly,  and 
across  the  front  of  the  stage  hung-  the  words. 
Belles  Lettres,  done  in  smilas  on  a  white  ground, 
while  the  drapery  back  and  the  cut  flowers  on  the 
table  finished  a  pretty  scene. 

The  chapel  was  filled  with  friends,  old  mem- 
bers and  special  guests,  who  listened  to  a  pro- 
gram of  pleasing  variety.  The  paper  was  bright 
and  evoked  laug'hter,  and,  at  times,  applause. 

Gertrude  York's  essay  on  a  subject  she  ought 
to  be  familiar  with,  havings  first  seen  the  light 
herself  in  a  manse,  speaks  for  itself  elsewhere. 

The  original  poem  was  listened  to  with  at- 
tention, and  strengthened  the  faith  of  all  good 
Belles  Lettres  that  some  day  the  "little  girl"  will 
write  a  poem  that  will  be  heard  from  a  larger 
platform. 

The  musical  numbers  were  well  rendered  in 
spite  of  the  fact  that  almost  at  the  last   moment 


the  illness  of  two  performers  in  the  eight-hand 
number  required  a  substitute. 

Mabelle  Parshall  gave  Hale's  exquisite  little 
tale  of  "The  Man  Without  a  Country"  with  feel- 
ing and  evident  appreciation. 

The  extemporaneous  speech  proved  enjoya- 
ble, and  the  oration  showed  thought  in  the 
preparation.  The  debate  was  creditable,  and  all 
four  of  the  girls  show-ed  familiarity  with  the 
subject  and  ease  in  presenting  their  arguments. 

As  a  whole,  the  program  showed  work  and 
reflected  credit  on  the  society,  which  has  had  an- 
other successful  year  of  history. 

The  program  was  as  follows: 

Music  —  "Valse  Brilliante"    -    Moritz  Moszkowski 

Minnie  Huckeby,  '02;  Florence  Tart.  '05; 

Inez  Huckeby,  Merta  Work. 

Paper — "Belies  Lettres  Echo"  -  Editors 

Olive  Mathis,    04;  Lillian  McCullough.  '03. 
Recitation  -  "A  Man  Without  a  Country" 

Mabelle  Parshall,  '06. 
Vocal  Solo         -         -  "Orpheus  and  His  Lute" 

Mottie  Brown,  '04. 
Essay         .         .  .  .  "Life  in  a  Manse" 

Gertrude  York.  '04. 
Extemporaneous  Speech  -  Edith  Joy,  '03 

Oration  -   "The  American  Girl  and  Her  Country" 

Anna  Watson,  '06. 

Duet  -  Florence  Tunison  and  Estelle  Tunison.  06 

Original  Poem         -         -        "In  the  Silent  Night" 

Golden  Berryman.  '05. 

Debate — "Resolved,  That  there  should  be  no 
distribution  of  real  estate  by  will,  but  an  equal 
distribution  by  law."  Afiirmative — Leader.  Ethel 
Craig-,  '03;  responsible.  Bertha  Todd,  '04.  Nega- 
tive— Leader,  Mae  Thompson.  '04;  responsible, 
Winifred  Palmer,  '04. 


The  Mendelssohn  chorus,  which  meets  in  tlie 
College  chapel  Tuesda)'  evening-s,  has  been  work- 
ing" on  two  pieces,  called  "O  Sinia"  and  "De- 
part." These  choruses  received  a  great  compli- 
ment from  one  of  the  hall  g-irls  not  long  ag-o;  "I 
went  down  stairs  the  other  night  to  study  in  the 
library,  and  that  Meddlesome  chorus  was  sing-- 
ing,    'O  sinner,  depart,'  and  I  got." 

•X-    -;%- 
Some  of  the   girls   in    the   ethics    class    have 
severely  criticized  a  certain  gentleman  in  that  he 
believes  in  the  Hedronistic  theory  which   has    for 
its  aim  in  life  happiness  and  Jo}'. 


COLLEGE  Greetings. 


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COLLEGE   NOTES. 


Leta  Clark  enjoyed  a  visit,  recently  from  lier 
father. 

Helen  Tinimons  spent  Easier  at  lier  home  in 
Mouticello. 

Miss  Dawson,  of  Loving-ton.  is  a  guest  of 
Miss  Porter. 

Grace  Harmon.  '02,  was  a  gnest  at  the  Col- 
lege April  18th. 

Sara  Van  Hu^kirk  spent  liaster  at  her  home 
in  Monticello,  Ind. 

Edith  Loose,  '01,  visited  at  the  College  on 
Friday.  April  17th. 

Attorney  H.  D.  Fairbanks  was  a  College  vis- 
itor on  Wednesday. 

Flosse  Shepherd  was  called  lionie  by  the  se- 
rious illness  of  her  father. 

Mabelle  White,  of  St.  Louis,  was  the  guest 
of  Miss  Long  over  Easter. 

Mayme  Fry,  an  old  I.  W.  C.  girl,  is  spending 
a  month  in  San  Antonio.  Tex. 

Lillian  Fairbanks  spent  Easter  in  Champaign 
and  at  her  home  in  Mansfield. 

Misses  Austin  and  Cowgill  visited  Prof.  Aus- 
tin in  Bloomington  last  month. 

Dr.  Harker  has  spent  much  time  out  of  town 
lately  in  the  interests  of  the  College. 

Anne  Marshall  spent  several  days  recently 
in  St.  Louis  and  at  her  home  in  Salem. 

Those  of  us  in  the  building  are  glad  to  have 
Mrs.  Harker  home  from  her  southern  trip. 

Mrs.  Barlow,  of  Dixon,  spent  several  days  at 
the  College,  the  guest  of  her  daughter,  Mabel. 

Nelle  Taylor.  Lucile  Woodward  and  Alice 
Wadsworth  spent  Easter  with  Grace  Engle  at 
her  home  in  Bloomington. 

The  juniors  seem  to  know  a  great  deal  about 
broken  hearts.  For  further  particulars,  apply 
to  the  members  of  the  latter  named  class. 

EUura  Martin,  e.x  '03,  is  a  guest  of  her 
friends  in  the  city.  Her  friends  in  the  Colletre 
were  glad  to  see  her  on  the  campus  recently. 

Several  of  our  girls  made  their  debut  as 
choir  singers  on  Easter  Sunday.  Among  them 
were  Misses  Corinne  Musgrove,  Ella  Dehner, 
Junia  Romans  and  Cuba  Carter. 


Mrs.  W.  H.  Davis  and  Mrs.  Jefferson  Orr.  of 
Pittsfield,  were  guests  at  the  College  while  at- 
tending the  recital  of  the  former's  daughter, 
Sara. 

Announcement  has  been  made  of  the  mar- 
riage of  Fay  Duckels,  a  former  I.  W.  C.  student, 
to  Prof.  VV.  A.  Hoblit.  of  the  Blind,  on  April 
2lst,  at  the  home  of  the  bride's  parents  in  Car- 
linville. 

All  the  friends  of  Elizabetli  Mathers,  'DO  and 
'02,  will  be  pained  to  know  that  her  little  brother 
.Tohn  was  laid  away  in  Diamond  Grove  Cemetery 
April  21st  after  an  illnest^  of  two  weeks  from 
tonsilitis.  The  sympathy  of  us  all  goes  out  to 
her  and  to  her  parents. 

Among  others  who  were  awav  for  Easter 
were  Emma  and  Jessie  Bullard.  Mabelle  Miller. 
Anne  White,  Amy  Fackt,  Jessie  Van  Dyne, 
Geneva  Lard,  Martha  Morgan,  Stella  Shepherd, 
Blanche  Stockdale,  Lee  Marin,  Jessie  Peterson, 
Feme  Stubblefield,  Rena  Crum,  Maud  Stevens, 
Ellen  Ball.  Lola  Young,  Merta  Work  and  Mary 
Eads. 

The  Easter  reception  given  by  Dr.  and  Mrs. 
Harker,  assisted  by  the  faculty,  Saturday  even- 
ing, April  11th,  was  certainly  one  of  the  most 
delightful  aiJairs  of  the  school  year.  The  rooms 
were  all  very  tastefully  arranged.  The  society 
rooms,  where  dainty  refreshments  w-ere  served 
during  the  evening",  looked  especially  pretty. 
Many  guests  were  present  from  town,  and  a 
pleasant  evening  was  enjoyed  by  all. 


On  the  v\'all  in  the  English  room  are  pictures 
of  various  authors.  The  English  teacher  as- 
signed for  a  lesson  a  character  sketch  of  any  one 
of  these  men  as  the  picture  impressed  the  writer. 
The  next  morning",  in  class,  it  was  very  amusing 
that  many  of  the  essays  began,  "The  man  hang"- 
ing  on  the  wall,  whom  I  am  about  to  describe." 
etc. 

Some  late  examination  papers  yield  the  fol- 
lowing" interesting"  information:  -'Chaucer  was 
a  man  who  lived  during"  the  middle  and  modern 
ages. 

Savonarola  was  a  Roman  censor  and  a  He- 
brew prophet. 

Dante  was  a  writer  of  comedy. 

Shakespeare  was  a  very  g"enius. 

A  mummy  is  a  dead  body  turned  to  perpetual 
stone. 


M^^ 


COLLEOE     GREETINOS. 


LETTERS  FROM  ALUMNAE. 


The  president's  late  letter  of  inquiry  mailed 
to  each  alumna  when  address  was  known,  with 
a  view  to  securing'  material  for  the  new  alumnae 
catalog-ue,  elicited  some  interesting-  replies, 
among  which  were  the  following: 

Inclosed  please  find  draft  for  $5,  one  of  the 
"little  contributions"  which  you  said  would  be 
acceptable  for  the  College. 

Wish  it  were  $500,  for  the  cause  is  worthy. 
Sylvia  Gardner  Hume. 
*  * 

I  regret  that  I  am  unable  to  correct  or  add  to 
the  list  of  catalogue  names  vou  sent  me  some 
time  ago.  I  have  entirely  lost  trace  of  many 
that  were  in  college  at  the  same  time  I  was,  and 
am  not  in  correspondence  with  any  of  the  mem- 
bers of  my  class.  Please  accept  the  enclosed  $5 
with  my  best  wishes  for  the  success  of  the  Col- 
lege and  the  work  you  are  engaged  in. 
Yours  truly, 

Katherine  M.  Blair. 

* 
The  making  of  a  new   catalogue  pleases   me. 
for    the    old    one    has  had  a  star  before  my  name 
for  several  years,    and    naturally    that    is    rather 
.  depressing.     Instead  of  being  dead,  as    the   star 
would  indicate,  I  have  always  been  well,  and  '-no 
evil  thing  has  e'er  come  nigh  my  dwelling-  place." 
The    prosperity    of    the    College    is   very    en- 
couraging-.     If  it  were    possible    I    would    gladly 
help  you  financially  as  well  as  with  good  wishes. 
Hoping-    that    your   present  success  may  con- 
tinue, 1  am,  Very  truly  yours, 

IVANiLLA  Dunham-Ball. 

I've  just  read  with  pain,  and  at  the  same 
time  joy,  your  open  letter  and  appeal  for  the 
Alma  Mater. 

Perhaps  I'm  one  who  does  not  g-ive  because 
of  the  necessity  of  a  small  gift.  This  I  will  con- 
sider. My  loving-  interest  in  the  work  being-  done 
by  you  and  your  associates  never  fails.  My 
spiritual  birth  dates  from  a  November  evening, 
1854,  inside  that  old  College.  I  oug-ht  to  do 
something  for  it.  Other  appeals  have  reached 
me,  but  we  in  Colorado  conference  have  had  a 
great  struggle  to  hold  on  to  our  Methodist  Uni- 
versity in  Denver,  and  this  has  kept  me  from 
attempting-  anything  more. 

I  glory  in  your  resolution  to  build  a  College 
for  Women  that  will  stand  beside  the  best  and 
rank  with  the  first.      We  are   no    longer  a  female 


college.  I  trust  we  may,  by  the  prescribed 
course  of  study,  be  admitted  to  the  Collegiate 
Alumnae  Association,  of  which  I'm  an  associate 
member,  but  cannot  be  regularly  admitted  be- 
cause my  College  is  below  the  grade  required; 
perhaps  this  is  so  no  longer. 

I  now  go  east  every  summer, as  I  have  work  at 
Chautauqua,  New  York,  but  cannot  leave  m}' 
home  in  time  to  be  with  you  at  commencement 
e.xercises.  Tliis  is  greatly  regretted  by  me,  as  it 
would  give  me  great  pleasure — yes.  joy  of  heart — 
to  walk  those  halls  (so  chang-ed  now)  once  more, 
and  call  up  t!ie  dear  faces  and  voices  once  more. 
I  thank  you  for  the  invitation  to  be  present.  My 
prayer  is  that  you  -may  sec  now.  as  you  will  see 
in  the  future,  what  a  gracious  opportunity  for 
service  is  yours. 

The  influence  of  college  life  abides,  and  is  a 
great  moulding  power.  I  think — more  especially 
upon  a  woman's  life. 

Most  cordially  yours, 
(Mrs.  B.  T.  )  .Minerva  E.  Vincent. 


After  graduating  from  t"he  I.  F.  C.  in  1864,  I 
spent  the  following  year  at  home  with  my  parents 
in  Lincoln,  111.  The  next  32  consecutive  years 
were  spent  in  teaching.  For  several  years  be- 
fore going  to  the  College  I  had  taught  in  the 
public  schools  of  Lincoln. 

One  year  after  leaving  the  College  as  a  pupil 
it  was  my  pleasure  to  return  as  a  teacher.  For 
14  years  I  was  a  member  of  the  Colleg-e  faculty. 
Two  years  as  a  pupil,  three  years  as  a  teacher 
vv'ith  dear  Dr.  Adams — a  man  of  more  earnest, 
simple  Christian  faith  I  never  knew.  For  four 
years  I  taught  with  Dr.  DeMotte.  and  seven  years 
with  Dr.  Short. 

In  1882  I  left  the  College  and  went  to  Xenia. 
O. .  where  for  five  years  I  taught  in  Xenia  Col- 
lege, a  co-educational  institution,  of  which  Dr. 
DeMotte  was  president 

In  1887  I  received  an  appointment  as  teacher 
in  tlie  State  Institution  for  the  Blind  at  Colum- 
bus, O.  The  work  was  fascinating,  but  after 
five  years  a  change  in  the  political  administra- 
tion of  the  state  caused  tlie  removal  of  us  repub- 
licans, and  I  taught  again  in  the  Lincoln  city 
schools. 

In  1899  I  was  invited,  by  Mrs.  Jane  Bancroft- 
Robinson,  first  vice  president  of  the  Woman's 
Home  Missionary  Society,  to  engage  in  the  Dea- 
coness' work  of  our  church.  Resigning  from  my 
school  desk  I  accepted  the  invitation.  In  this 
work  you  will  find  me  busy  to-day  as  secretary 
of  the  Cunningham  Deaconess"  Home  and  Or- 
phanage at  Urbana,  111. 

It  would  take  pages  to  tell  of  the  precious 
memories  awakened  by  this  brief  review  of  my 
life  work;  of  the  eternal  friendships  formed, 
priceless  beyond  estimate;  or  of  my  gratitude  to 
the  Father  above  that  He  has  for  so  long  a  time 
counted  me  worthy  of  employment. 

Mary  S.  Pegram. 


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I  COLLEGE  GREETINGS  ; 


VOL  VI 


JACKSONVILLE  ILL  MAY  1903 


NO  8 


SOME  TYPES  OF  GIRLHOOD 
IN  TENNYSON. 


HAZEL   HILSABECK,    '04. 

T  is  said  that  of  all  the  poets  Tennyson 
has  drawn  the  most  life-like  as  well  as 
the  most  charming-  portraits  of  g-jrlhood. 
Loving'  and  loved,  his  winsome  maidens 
live  in  our  thoughts,  and  seem  to  be  a 
part  of  the  real  world  of  men  and  women 
rather  than  shadowy  creations  of  a  poet's 
fancy.  With  equal  tenderness  and  delicacy  the 
master  hand  of  this  artist  has  fashioned  dainty, 
demure,  little  maids  or  merry,  careless  girls; 
consistently  he  has  portrayed  both  perfections 
and  imperfections  and  sympathetically  he  has 
made  or  marred  the  lives  of  his  heroines. 

With  the  greatest  diversity  these  pictures 
are  sketched,  no  two  are  alike,  but  on  the  con- 
trary each  girl  portrayed,  interests  us  because 
she  has  something  new  and  delightful  to  offer  as 
soon  as  her  acquaintance  is  made.  The  Lily 
maid  of  Astolat,  Elaine  the  fair,  is  one  of  the 
most  pure  and  beautiful  characters  Tennyson 
portrays — she  is  a  beautiful  type  of  the  age  of 
chivalry.  A  great  love  changes  her  from  a  joy- 
ous care,  free,  merry  girl  into  a  woman.  In  the 
garden  of  women  Elaine  is  the  fair  and  stately 
lily,  sweetest  and  purest  and  loveliest  of  all  the 
flowers.  She  lived  far  away  from  others,  having 
as  her  only  companions  her  father  and  her  broth- 
ers. In  loving-  and  serving  them  and  in  trying 
to  fill  a  mother's  place,  she  spent  a  happy  un- 
eventful girlhood  until  the  coming  of  Lancelot 
wrought  that  marvelous  change. 

"Won  by  the  mellow  voice  before  she  looked. 

She  lifted  up  her  eyes 
And   loved  him  with  that  love  which  was  her 
doom." 

What  a  beautiful  love  it  was!  She  did  not 
try   to   conceal   it,  but  with  a  child-like  boldness 


she  urged  the  great  knight  to  wear  her  favor  at 
the  tourney,  and  when  he  finally  consented  and 
rode  away  with  the  "red  sleeve  broidered  with 
pearls"  on  his  helmet,  she  climbed  up  to  her  tow- 
er with  mingled  feelings  of  joy  and  sorrow  and 
"lived  with  phantasy." 

All  too  soon  her  day-dreams  were  broken  by 
the  news  of  the  outcome  of  the  tourney.  She  de- 
termined at  once  to  go  to  the  wounded  Lancelot, 
and  we  see  a  touch  of  pretty  wilfulness  as  sitting 
on  her  father's  knee  and  stroking^  his  face;  she 
cleverly  won  his  consent  to  go  care  for  the  knight. 
Upborne  by  her  great  passion,  she  nursed  him 
back  to  health  with  infinite  patience  and  tender- 
ness.    How  she  longed  to  win  his  love,  as 

"Morn  by  morn,  arraying  her  sweet  self 

In    that   chosen   she   deemed  she  looked  her 

best. 
She  came  before  Sir  Lancelot." 

What  wonder  was  it  that  with  her  one  hope 
shattered,  her  one  passionate  love  unrequited,  her 
heart  was  broken  and  her  life  was  crushed. 

In  her  death  as  in  her  life,  she  was  generous 
to  Lancelot  and  thoughtful  for  her  dear  ones. 
With  a  voice  sad  but  sweet  she  sang  her  own 
death  song: 

"Sweet  is  true  love  tho' given  in  vain,  in  vain; 
And  sweet  is  death  who  puts  an  end  to  pain — 
I  know  not  which  is  sweeter,  no  not  I." 

And  the  knight  as  he  gazed  on  her  face, 
"delicately  pure  and  marvelously  fair"  in  death, 
said  to  his  king: 

"Pair  was  she,  my  king; 
Pure  as  you  ever  wish  your  knights  to  be. 
To  doubt  her  fairness  were  to  want  an  eye. 
To  doubt  her  pureness  were  to  want  a  heart," 

Lilia  whose  portrait  appears  in  the"princess" 
is  an  ideal  nineteeth  century  girl,  ambitious  and 
full  of  life  and  spirit. 

A  rose  bud  set  with  little  wilful  thorns. 
And  sweet  as  English  air  could  make  her,  she!" 


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How  refresliing  she  is  with  her  decided  lit- 
tle waj's  and  her  merry  laugh!  We  hear  her 
sweet  voice  sing-ing  those  beautiful  songs  and 
putting  her  whole  soul  into  the  music  until  her 
audience 

"Thought  her  half  possess'd, 

She  struck  such  warbling  fury  through  the 
words." 

As  she  finishes  an  inspiring  battle  hymn, 
how  eagerly  she  claps  her  hands  and  cries  for 
war,  throwing  down  her  glove  and  calling  for  a 
champion  for  her  sex.  In  rapt  attention  she 
listens  to  the  story  of  the  "Princess,"  as  told  by 
her  brother's  friends,  and  she  gladly  does  her 
part  with  the  songs.  No  wonder  her  brother 
loved  this  little  "hearth-flower;"  no  wonder  he 
missed  the  "mignonette  of  Vivian-place"  when 
he  was  far  away  from  home!  Who  could  but 
love  her  as  she  loyally  says — 

"O!  I  wish 

That  I  were  some  great  Princess;  I  would  build 
Far  off  from  man  a  college  like  a  man's. 
And  I  would  teach  all  that  men  are  taught; 
We  are  twice  as  quick!" 

Now  we  come  to  the  "Queen  rose  of  the  rose, 
bud  garden  of  girls" — Maude,  the  poet's  favorite. 
How  tenderly  and  lovingly  Tennvson  has  devel- 
oped her  character. 

First  we  see  the  little  girl  as  she  is  described 
by  her  childhood  companions — 

"Maude,  with  her  venturous  climbings  and  tum- 
blings and  childish  escapes; 

Maude,  the  delight  of  the  village,  the  ringing 
joy  of  the  hall; 

Maude,  with  her  sweet  purse-mouth  where  my 
father  dangled  the  grapes; 

Maude,  the  beloved  of  my  mother,  the  moon- 
faced darling  of  all!" 

And  she  is  described  with  the  same  tender- 
ness when,  after  a  long  absence,  she  returns  to 
her  childhood's  home,  a  maiden  of  singular 
beauty,  who  has  "fed  on  the  roses  and  lain  in 
the  lilies  of  life."  Every  spark  of  her  lover's 
distrust  is  gone  as  he  hears  her  singing,  "With 
her  exquisite  face,  and  wild  voice  pealing  up  to 
the  summer  sky."  We,  too,  can  see  her,  the  tall 
and  stately  maid,  not  yet  seventeen,  with  sunny 
hair  and  eyes  of  violet  blue,  a  sensitive  nose,  and 
ripe,  full  lips.  Can  we  realize  that  her  face  was 
ever  cold,  or  was  it  a  jealous  love's  fancy?  Look 
at  her  in  the  garden,  or  "in  her  own  little  oak- 
room,"  where  she  sits  with  her  music  and  books. 


Or  see  her  in  the  village  church,  as  "she  lifted 
her  eyes  and  suddenly,  sweetly,  strang'ely  flush- 
ed." when  she  found  they  were  met  by  her  lover's. 
Whenever  we  meet  her  she  is  the  same  beautiful 
and  lovable  creature.  How  hard  it  is  to  have  her 
story  end  in  tears  and  sadness — sadness  deeper 
than  that  of  Elaine — for  in  the  blasting  of  her 
hopes  two  hearts  were  broken,  while  Elaine  suf- 
fered alone. 

The  poem  called  bj'  her  name  is  full  of  mel- 
ancholy, and  distrust,  and  yet  above  it  all  Maude 
stands  out  in  her  purity  and  beauty,  and  leaves  a 
lasting  impression  of  her  character. 

Only  a  few  favorites  have  been  chosen  from 
"The  Multitude  of  Maidens."  Tennyson  has  a 
host  of  portraits  illustrating  as  many  types. 
Among  them  are  those  of  Lilian,  of  Madeline, 
perfect  in  love-lore,  of  gay  and  careless  Rosalind 
and  of  rare,  pale  Margaret. 


THE   DESERTER  FROM   FORT 
SILL. 


It  was  quiet  about  the  barracks.  The  gulf 
breeze  that  nightly  reaches  the  Indian  Territory 
had  but  just  sprung  up.  There  was  frostiness 
in  its  breath  that  made  the  camp  fire,  around 
which  sat  a  stockman  and  three  "hands,"  wel- 
come. 

A  soldier,  strolling  along  Medicine  creek, 
survej'ed  their  "spread"  lontriugly,  hesitated  a 
moment,  then,  stepping  out  of  the  shadow, 
joined  the  group. 

The  men  looked  up.  said.  "Hello!  stranger," 
and  hospitably  asked  him  to    "fall  to." 

During"  the  meal  the,  stockman  chanced  to 
say  he  was  on  his  way,  with  the  twentv  odd 
horses  grazing  along  the  creek,  to  Illinois,  and 
hoped  to  make  Centralia  in  time  for  a  great  horse 
sale  advertised  for  the  5th  of  November. 

The  soldier — he  was  ver}'  joung' — looked  into 
the  fire  and  said,  wistfully,  "Illinois,  that's  my 
home!     I  wish  I  were  going  with  you." 

"Come  along,"  said  the  stockman,  heartily. 
"If  you  can  put  up  with  our  grub,  there's  plenty 
of  it,  and  you're  welcome  to  it,  but  it  would 
hardly  do  for  you  to  go  away  with  these  things 
on,  would  it?" 

He  touched  the  sleeve  of  army  blue — there 
were  epaulets  on  the  shoulders. 

"I  hate  them,"  exclaimed   the  soldier,  bitter- 


COLLEOE   GREETINOS. 


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ly.  "You  don't  know  what  it  is  to  be  held  down 
to  a  grind  year  after  year  in  a  desert  like  Fort 
Sill,  under  the  thumb  of  a  superior  oiBcer,  sa- 
luting this  one  and  that  one,  always  drillinj;',  and 
having'  your  very  meals  parcelled  out  to  you  like 
you  were  a  dog  under  the  table.  I've  got  two 
years  more  of  it,  and  I  would  rather  wear  stripes 
and  break  rock  at  Joliet  than  spend  them  here.  I 
won't  stand  it.     Stranger — let  me  go  with  you?" 

There  was  a  despairing  sort  of  earnestness 
in  his  pleading. 

The  stockman  thought  he  knew  what  that 
feeling  of  desperation  was.  He  had  come  from 
the  drouth-stricken  region  of  Nortlnvest  Texas, 
and  here  were  the  same  withered  prairies  stretch- 
ing away  into  boundless,  desolate  waste. 

Life  in  an  army  post,  with  such  an  outlook, 
must  be  unspeakably  dreary.  His  eye  was  kind- 
ly as  it  rested  on  the  tall,  trim  figure  of  the  boyish 
officer. 

"There  will  be  six  weeks  of  it — no  razor,  no 
bath,  nothing  to  eat  but  bacon,  biscuit  and  cof- 
fee— straight,  three  times  a  day.  There'll  be 
some  Indians,  and  the  Territory  rivers  to  ford. 
You  are  sure  you  count  everything  in.  if — if  the 
army  folks  should  follow  and  nab  you?" 

"Then,  it  would  be  eighteen  months  in  the 
guard-house,"  the  soldier  said,  in  a  shuddering 
breath;  "but  I'll  take  the  chance.  If  I  can  find 
citizens'  clothes  in  Fort  Sill,  I  will  go  with  you. 
Where  do  you  camp  to-morrow  night?" 

The  stockman  drew  out  a  route-map;  the 
next  camp  was  Cache  creek,  on  the  north  side. 
He  explained  that  they  crossed  a  stream  at  night 
for  fear  of  rain.  They  shook  hands  over  it  and 
parted. 

Ne.xt  day  the  stockman  drove  slowly  onward 
through  the  camp  of  the  five  hundred  Apaches 
the  government  keeps  under  the  guns  of  Fort 
Sill,  and  half-way  across  the  parade  ground  a 
cap  was  flung  up  into  the  air. 

Into  the  camp  on  Cache  creek,  in  the  middle 
of  the  night,  the  soldier  came  and  woke  them  up 
to  hear  how  he  had  made  his  escape.  He  seemed 
to  be  the  happiest  fellow  alive.  A  light  rain  was 
falling,  and  he  persisted  in  lying  uncovered,  while 
the  rest  of  the  men  rolled  themselves  in  blankets 
over  their  ears.  He  was  braving  even  the  ele- 
ments. 

Early  next  morning  he  crawled  under  the 
wagon  sheet  and  went  to  sleep  just  because  he 
knew  the  reveille  was  then  sounding  at  Fort  Sill 
and  every  soldier  was  astir. 


Under  the  telegraph  poles  that  stretch  from 
Fort  Sill  to  Anadarko  there  are  occasional 
mounds;  they  are  the  graves  of  white  men  who 
have  died  on  the  prairies.  The  soldier  would 
point  them  out  and  say,  "There  is  some  poor 
fellow  who  never  got  out  of  the  country." 

It  was  issue  da^'  at  the  agency  for  the  Wich- 
itas.  Indians  were  coming  and  going,  and  there 
were  ominous  signs  among  them. 

The  night  before  a  man  had  been  murdered 
at  the  Washita  ford. 

The  Fort  Sill  contingent  had  been  wired  to 
hold  itself  in  readiness  for  instant  march  to  Ana- 
darko. Once  a  squad  of  military  men  halted  the 
prairie  schooner  with  its  tightly  drawn  hood,  and 
the  stockman  looked  up  fearfully.  It  was  only 
to  warn  them  of  the  Indians,  and  the  runaway, 
hidden  under  a  pile  of  blankets,  was  safe  for  that 
time. 

They  passed  now  into  the  wild  and  open 
country. 

Heavy  rains  up  toward  the  source  of  the 
Canadian  had  swollen  this  treacherous  stream, 
with  its  shifting  quicksands,  into  a  current  so 
swift  and  strong  that  it  could  not  be  forded. 

There  was  a  toll  bridge  fifty  miles  to  the 
north,  and  the  night  after  they  made  the  cross- 
ing, their  camp  was  shared  by  three  cow-boys 
and  an  old  man  with  a  snow-white  beard  that 
looked  as  if  it  had  never  had  a  razor's  acquaint- 
ance. 

This  man  knew  the  territory  from  one  end  to 
the  other,  and  while  he  talked  freely,  there  was 
a  curious  watchfulness  in  his  eye  and  a  wari- 
ness in  his  voice. 

He  had  been  hauling  wheat  to  Fort  Reno. 
From  his  bit  of  land  to  the  fort  and  back  was  a 
distance  of  one  hundred  and  fifty  miles,  and  the 
journey  took  six  days  and  nights.  His  wheat 
had  brought  him  exactly  seventeen  dollars,  and 
there  was  fifty  cents  toll  each  way.  The  men 
began  telling"  tales  of  adventure. 

The  stockman  had  grown  up  in  the  village  of 
Deerfield,  Conn.,  and  he  told  a  strange  story  of  a 
bank  robbery  that  had  occurred  there  when  he 
was  a  boy. 

The  cashier  was  murdered.  He  was  dead 
when  found,  but  by  a  chain  of  circumstances  the 
crime  was  fastened  on  a  young  man  who  had 
been  in  the  employ  of  the  bank  and  was  sup- 
posed to  know  the  combination  of  the  vault. 

He  fled,  but  a  scrap  of  paper  with,  "Father, 
I  am  innocent,"  on  it,  was  found  in  his  room. 


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College   Greetings. 


Thirty  years  after  another  man,  in  dying, 
confessed  the  crime. 

The  remarkable  part  of  it  all  was  that  the 
real  criminal  had  led  the  most  exemplary  life 
both  before  and  after  his  deed,  whereas  the  sus- 
pected man  was  known  to  have  been  wild  and 
dissipated. 

"And  what  did  they  do  about  it?"  asked  the 
old  man. 

"Nothing,"  said  the  stockman;  "everybody 
concerned  with  it  was  dead." 

"And  the  young  man's — the  innocent  man's 
father?"  pursued  the  old  man  almost  in  a  whis- 
per. 

"Dead  for  twenty  years!" 

"Still  believing  in  his  son?"  came  haltingly 
— piteously  from  the  old  man. 

"Yes." 

He  sat  perfectly  still  for  a  moment. 

"I'm  much  obliged  to  you,  stranger,  for  tell- 
ing that  story,"  he  then  said.  "Thirty  years  is  a 
long  time  to  rest  under  a  false  accusation.  I 
know,  for — I  was  the  man!" 

"Beechwood!"  cried  the  stockman.  "Can  it 
be  you're  Jim  Beechwood?" 

"Say  it  again,  stranger,"  begged  the  old 
man — "Jim  Beechwood!  That's  my  name,  and 
it's  the  first  time  I've  heard  it  in  thirty-one 
years!" 

He  laughed  aloud,  and  straightened  himself 
as  if  he  were  throwing  a  weight  off  his  shoul- 
ders. 

There  was  a  boyish  brightening  of  his  eye. 
"Jim  Beechwood,"  he  kept  muttering;  "he's 
going  back  to  Deerfield,"  and  he  fell  to  talking 
about  the  folks  he  had  known  there,  and  his  voice 
took  on  the  breadth  of  a  man  not  afraid  to  hear 
its  sound. 

The  next  morning  a  change  had  come  over 
him;  he  looked  older,  more  shrunken  and  more 
stooped.  The  rejuvenation  of  the  night  before 
had  utterly  died  out  of  him. 

"Stranger,"  he  asked,  "how  did  the  old 
Beechwood  place  look  the  last  time  you  saw  it?" 

"There  was  no  one  living  in  it.  It's  the  old- 
est place  in  Deerfield,  I  reckon,  and  there  was 
talk  of  pulling  it  down." 

The  old  man's  lip  quivered.  "You're  going 
back,"  urged  the  stockman. 

"It's  too  late — too  late,"  and  without  another 
word,  the  old  man  climbed  up  on  the  board  seat 
and  started  his  mules  across  the  toll  bridge. 

The  stockman  looked  after  him   regretfully. 


and  the  soldier's  eyes  were  fastened  on   him   in  a 
strained  eagerness  of  pity. 

"I'm  going  back,"  the  soldier  said. 

"Going  back?"  echoed  the  stockman. 
"Where?" 

"To  Fort  Sill." 

The  stockman  whistled. 

"What  about  those  eighteen  months  in  the 
guard-house?" 

The  boyish  face  paled,  the  dark  eyes  were 
full  of  trouble.  He  had  not  forgotten.  But  he 
straightened  himself,  and  the  line  of  his  strong, 
young  figure  was  that  of  the  man  in  ranks  when 
across  the  open  space  the  clear  ring  of  the  ser- 
geant's voice  is  heard — "Right  about,  face!" 

"I  shall  have  to  get  through  with  them  some 
way.  I  never  thought  until  last  night  how  it 
would  seem  for  a  fellow  to  run  away  from  his 
past — always.  My  people  vvouldn't  be  glad  to 
see  me  after  I  had  disgraced  them.  They  were 
so  proud  of  my  straps. 

"It  will  go  hard  with — with  my  mother  to 
know  I  can  never  wear  them  again." 

"No!  you're  wrong — I  won't  like  Port  Sill  any 
better  than  I  did  before,  but  whenever  I  begin  to 
feel  desperate — like  I  did  that  night  I  fell  in  with 
you  fellows — I  shall  remember  poor  old  Jim 
Beechwood.  Then,  there's  another  thing.'  It's 
ugly  to  say,  but  do  you  know — I'm  a  deserter — a 
deserter?" 

His  head  went  down  in  sudden  shame. 

The  bluff  old  stockman  was  mightily  moved. 
He  put  his  rough  hand  on  the  bent  head  of  the 
lad  who  had  endeared  himself  to  him  by  a  thou- 
sand ways. 

"I  don't  lielieve  I'd  do  it  if  I  were  you,"  he 
said;  "I  don't  believe  I  could  do  it;  but  if  you  do 
go  back,  all  I've  got  to  say '  is  that  there's  a  fel- 
\o\\  about  your  size  who's  got  a  lot  of  mighty 
good  stuff  in  him.  Deserter  or  no  deserter,  he 
ain't  no  coward — no,  sir!  he  ain't  no  coward!" 

In  less  than  an  hour  the  lad  was  off,  riding 
one  of  the  horses  he  had  bought  from  the  stock- 
man with  the  last  money  he  possessed,  resisting 
all  efforts  to  force  it  on  him  as  a  gift. 

The  last  glimpse  they  had  of  him  was  as  he 
was  making  the  brow  of  a  hill  across  the  Cana- 
dian. 

He  turned  and  saw  them  standing  on  the 
river  bank,  looking  after  him.  He  raised  himself 
in  his  stirrups  and  waved  his  cap  in  farewell, 
then  turned  his  face  in  the  direction  of  Fort  Sill, 
gave  the  salute  and  spurred  out  of  sight. 


COLLEOE    GREETINOS. 


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FAREWELL  CUSTOMS  AT  GIRLS' 
COLLEGES. 

MAE    THOMPSON,     '04. 

We,  as  students  of  the  Illinois  Woman's  Col- 
leg'e,  are  now  imbibed  with  the  spirit  of  com 
mencement.  The  enthusiastic  wells  of  some  are 
full  to  the  brim,  and  of  others  they  are  running 
over.  We  can  hear  of  nothing-  but  commence- 
ment, can  think  of  nothing  but  commencement, 
and  thus  I  could  write  of  nothing  but  commence- 
ment. 

For  the  present,  let  us  not  think  of  the  sad 
farewells  that  this  time  must  occasion,  but  on 
the  contrary,  of  the  gay,  happy  events  that  fol- 
low in  its  train.  It  has  been  well  said  that 
"Commencement  at  any  girls'  college  is  a  pano- 
rama of  charming'  scenes."  That  is  a  matter  of 
course,  where  pretty  maids,  in  their  daintiest 
gowns,  make  up  the  pictures,  and  a  velvety 
campus,  set  with  stately  trees,  is  the  back- 
ground. But  besides  this  picturesqueness  of  the 
closing  ceremonies  and  the  solemn  awarding  of 
^liplomas,  we  have  the  law  of  entertainment  for 
the  last  week.  This  entertainment  varies  v^•ith 
the  different  colleges. 

Let  u^  visit  one  of  our  elder  sisters,  "Vas- 
sar, ".and  spend  this  famous  week  with  them. 
There  the  fun  begins  with  a  "senior  howl"  to 
celebrate  the  end  of  e.\;aminations;  then  the  class 
arrays  itself  in  short  skirts  and  steals  away  to 
some  country  spot,  to  be  hostess  to  itself  and 
enjoy  itself  in  a  merry  fashion.  And  how  they 
do  enjoy  this,  for  it  is  followed  by  the  formal  oc- 
casions, bringing  guests  to  be  entertained  and 
all  kinds  of  responsibilities.  After  the  "senior 
howl,"  a  wonderfully  striking  poster  appears 
bidding  the  college  attend  the  "senior  auction"in 
the  sacred  senior  corridor.  Undergraduates  can- 
not resist  this  invitation,  for  it  is  the  only  day  in 
the  whole  year  when  they  are  tolerated  in  this 
"sacred  corridor. "  But  this  day  they  are  even 
welcomed;  there  is  an  abundance  of  fun,  since 
the  senior  auctioneer  is  the  wit  of  the  class;  and 
many  are  the  bargains  found  there,  too.  Some 
are  seen  bearing  off  vases,  pictures,  and  other 
useless  articles  of  the  seniors,  while  the  practical 
girls  are  seen  selecting  oil  cans,  rockers,  bath 
tubs,  or  anything  else  they  may  need.  The  auc- 
tion is  peculiar  to  Vassar,  but  combines  pleasure 
and  profit  enough  to  be  recommended  to  other 
seniors. 

On  the  afternoon  of  the  auction  day  comes 
the  senior  entertainment  to  the   rest   of    the    col- 


lege. The  admission  to  this  is  only  five  cents, 
but  many  a  nickel  makes  a  dollar,  and  to  all  that 
this  small  coin  entitles  an  underclass  girl  would 
be  cheap  at  ten  times  the  sum.  The  seniors 
make  this  especially  memorable,  for  it  is  their 
last  entertainment  to  the  college  world.  Some- 
times they  give  a  play  or  have  a  circus.  Some- 
times they  even  reproduce  a  whole  county  fair, 
with  country  cousins  in  costumes,  grotesque 
races,  pretty  May-pole  dances,  side  shows,  pea- 
nuts, pink  lemonade  and  all  other  events  of  a 
real  fair.  In  the  evening,  some  original  enter- 
tainment with  a  flavor  of  the  place  is  added;  and 
then  they  retire  to  dream  only  of  class  day  and 
commencement,  when  they  are  on  exhibition  for 
their  fathers,  mothers,  sisters  and  brothers,  and 
sometimes  the  latter  are  borrowed  ones. 

On  class  day  the  ceremonies  begin  with  a 
procession,  which  winds  in  and  out  over  the  sun- 
lit campus,  wherever  the  broad  white  ribbon 
marks  their  path.  The  juniors,  in  white  mus- 
lins, lead  the  way.  The  favorites  of  the  junior 
class  carry  the  famous  Daisy  chain  on  their 
shoulders,  at  the  rear  of  their  own  class  and  just 
preceding  the  seniors.  The  Daisy  chain  is  very 
beautiful,  and  is  a  symbol  of  loving  service  of  the 
whole  college.  The  freshmen  rise  in  the  small 
dewy  hours  of  the  morning  and  gather  the 
thousands  of  daisies  it  requires.  Then,  while 
all  the  rest  of  the  college  is  at  play,  the  sopho- 
mores make  the  chain,  never  thinking  hov^'  tired 
they  are  until  the  last  flower  is  in  its  place. 
Then  the  juniors  carry  it  away  over  their  shoul- 
ders. First  on  the  program  comes  the  usual 
class  day  exercises,  with  personalities  omitted. 
Then  the  procession  is  formed  again,  and  the 
seniors  lead  the  way  to  their  class  tree.  The 
Daisy  chain  is  drawn  about  them  and  dropped, 
forming  a  circle,  leaving  them  on  the  inside  and 
the  juniors  on  the  outside.  After  planting  the 
tree,  the  seniors  present  the  spade  to  the  juniors, 
and  as  the  last  ray  of  the  setting  sun  touches 
their  class  tree  they  sing  their  class  song  and 
break  up  the  circle. 

Now,  let  us  pass  on  and  visit  another  sister, 
"Smith."  Commencement  here  is  a  merry,  hap- 
py, busy  time.  The  first  on  the  program  here  is 
the  senior  play.  The  play,  it  is  said,  is  the  most 
elaborate  and  finished  dramatic  performance  of 
the  college  world,  and  as  no  senior  wishes  to  tar- 
nish the  reputation  of  the  college  with  a  poor 
play,  it  is  always  just  as  perfect  as  hard  work 
and  conscientiousness  can  make  it.  They  give 
Shakespeare's  plays  exceedingly    well,  and    have 


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given  so  main'  that  the  list  is  almost  exhausted. 
Last  year  they  gave  Romeo  and  Juliet,  and  by 
severe  critics  it  was  pronounced  as  excellent. 

Ivy  day  is  another  of  the  commencement 
celebrations  sacred  by  long-  custom.  It  is  a  pic- 
ture in  itself,and  surely  a  painter  could  desire  no 
sight  more  favorable.  It  begins  with  the  ivy 
procession  in  the  morning,  when  the  seniors, 
in  vvhite  muslins,  march  across  the  campus  be- 
tween two  lines  of  juniors,  each  carrying  a  laurel 
chain  that  measures  the  entire  length  of  the  pro- 
cession. The  white  muslins  of  the  seniors  in  the 
brilliant  sunlight,  the  green  of  the  laurel,  and 
the  flower  tints  in  the  gowns  of  the  juniors, 
make  it  a  sight  worth  seeing.  The  day  ends 
with  a  glee  club  concert  given  just  at  dusk.  As 
twilight  deepens,  magic  lanterns  appear  here 
and  there,  and  with  their  little  twinkling  lights 
make  the  scene,  it  is  said,  a  perfect  fairyland. 

Now,  we  will  go  to  Wellesle}',  where  we  wit- 
ness a  succession  of  outdoor  exercises.  The 
seniors  here  begin  with  a  garden  party  and  a 
glee  club  concert  on  the  hillside.  But  it  is  the 
senior  dance  that  is  the  most  interesting  and  im- 
pressive of  Wellesley.  They  are  very  original, 
and  each  year  represent  some  special  thing. 
Last  year  it  was  a  representation  of  nature.  A 
description  of  this  says;    "It  was   very   symbolic 


of  nature,  with  the  exquisite  nature  shades,  del- 
icate fern  greens  and  butterfly  colors,  that  drape 
the  supple,  swaying,  bending  figures  that  wave 
in  and  out  through  the  mystic  movements  of  the 
dance."  Another  one  of  Wellesley's  specialities 
is  an  open  air  play,  given  on  one  of  the  warm 
evenings  of  commencement  week.  The  audience, 
at  first,  is  seated  in  a  semi-circle,  and  sees  noth- 
ing but  the  group  of  trees  with  their  waving 
branches.  Then  suddenly,  in  the  glow  of  a  cal- 
cium light,  a  scene  from  one  of  Shakespeare's 
plays  appears,  and  how  beautiful  it  is,  with  its 
setting  of  green  and  its  fair  young  actors. 

We  might  visit  numerous  such  places  and 
find  the  self-same  interest:  but  since  it  is  only  a 
few  days  more  until  the  commencement  at  the 
Illinois  Woman's  College,  we  must  return  home. 

We  have  a  band  of  twenty  young  ladies  who 
are  about  to  make  their  farewell  bow  to  the  Col- 
lege, and  we  shall  witness  this  as  a  joyous,  yet 
to  be  regretted  festival.  Their  entertainments  in 
store  for  us  will  follow  after  the  established  cus- 
toms of  the  College;  they  will  bring  much  pleas- 
ure, yet  will  be  accompanied  by  a  dim  shadow. 
The  coming  third  of  June  takes  from  our  fold 
loyal,  conscientious  maids,  in  the  places  of  whom 
none  can  sit.  What  an  influence  they  have  had, 
what  a  bold  place  their  names  will  occupy  in  the 
history  of  our  beloved  College,  and  how  well  the 
efi^ects  of  their  well  accomplished  work  stand  out 
as  ever  twinkling  stars  guiding  the  rest  of  us 
along  our  untrodden  path.  Though  they  leave 
us  in  person,  we  know  that  ws  still  shall  hold 
their  fondest  memories. 

As  they  go  from  us  to  return  no  more,  we 
echo  Whittier's  words; 

The  end  has  come,  as  come  it  must 

To  all  things;  in  these  sweet  June  days 

The  teacher  and  the  scholar  trust 
Their  parting  feet  to  separate  ways. 

They  part,  but  in  the  years  to  be 

Shall  pleasant  memories  cling'  to  each. 

As  shells  bear  inland  from  the  sea 
The  murmur  of  the  rythmic  beach. 

And  one  shall  never  quite  forget 

The  voice  that  called  from  dream  and  play; 
The  firm,  but  kindly  hand  that  set 

Her  feet  in  learning's  pleasant  way. 
Give  and  receive;  go  forth  and  bless 

The  world  that  needs  the  hand  and  heart 
Of  Martha's  helpful  carefulness 

No  less  than  Mary's  better  part. 


College  Greetings. 


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(;o11g|g  DepaffmGnt 

THE  FRESHMAN   FEAST 


They  saj'  that  half  the  pleasure  of  auything' 
is  the  anticipation,  and  the  freshmen,  a  week  or 
two  ag'o,  feared  for  awhile  that  all  the  pleasure 
had  been  in  the  anticipation.  Several  boxes  of 
strawberries  and  as  many  dozen  cakes  had  come 
to  the  College  at  the  orders  of  the  freshmen,  who 
determined  to  close  the  school  year  with  one 
more  good  time.  After  all  preparations  for  the 
feast  were  made,  a  g'uard  was  stationed  and  the 
freshmen  eagerly  awaited  the  ringing  of  the  re- 
lease bell,  which  was  a  summons  to  the  spread. 
In  the  meantime,  the  sophomores — who,  by  the 
way,  are  saving  their  dues  and  fines  for  the  en- 
tertainment of  next  year's  seniors — being  unable 
to  resist  temptation,  seized  the  guard,  who  could 
not  withstand  such  a  mob,  and  in  a  short  time 
neither  strawberries  nor  cakes  were  to  be  seen. 

At  4'o'clock  the  freshmen  assembled,  and  the 
story  of  the  starving  sophomores  was  related. 
The  story  was  so  pitiful  and  it  was  told  with 
such  eloquence  by  the  brave  guard  that  the 
freshmen  at  once  voted  to  take  a  collection  and 
to  send  the  sophomores  a  few  more  boxes  of  ber- 
ries. Before  this  could  be  done,  however,  some- 
thing happened — the  strawberries  were  found! 
Nor  was  this  all,  but  close  by  vs'as  a  member  of 
the  class  of  1905,  who  was  rapidly  diminishing 
the  heap  near  her.  The  freshmen  thought  that 
perhaps  a  little  water  might  lielp  the  good  cause, 
and  consequently  a  few  quarts  were  contriliuted. 
What  remained  of  the  fruit  was  eaten  by  the 
rightful  owners,  who  were  really  sorry  that  their 
friends  could  not  have  had  more  of  it  (?) 

The  class  spent  a  most  delightful  evening 
and  went  away  with  a  greater  determination 
than  ever  to  make  all  others   "get  out  of  the  way 

for  1906!" 

see 

A  BANQUET. 


On  the  evening  of  April  18th  the  members  of 
the  Jacobsohn  and  Mandolin  Clubs  gave  a  most 
enjoyable  banquet  at  Vickery  &  Merrigan's.  The 
beautifully  decorated  table,  shaded  by  palms  and 


surrounded  by  the  fair  musicians,  presented  a 
charming  appearance.  After  the  feast.  Miss 
Long',  the  toastmistress,  with  a  few  introductory 
remarks  in  musical  terms,  announced  the  toasts, 
as  follows: 

The  Jacobsohn  Club — Louise  Osborne. 

Our  Mandolin  Club— Edith  Phillippi. 

The  King  of  Instruments — Anne  White. 

The  Mandolin— Leta  Clark. 

The  Guitar — Blanche  Sonneman. 

The  Piano,  "good  for  accompaniments"  — 
Mabel  Barlow. 

Our  Absent  Members — Inez  Huckaby. 

Why  I  Left  the  Club— Etna  Stivers. 

Our  Guest,  the  Vocalist — Miss  Bruner, 

The  members  present  were;  Misses  Mabel 
Barlow,  Alma  Booth,  Leta  Clark,  Mary  Eads, 
Inez  Huckaby,  Beulah  Hodgson,  Mabel  Mills, 
Lee  Morin,  Louise  Osborne,  Olive  Phillippi, 
Edith  Phillippi,  Zelda  Sidell,  Flora  Shuif,  Hor- 
tense  Stark,  Blanche  Sonnemann,  Myrtle  Short, 
Etna  Stivers,  Florence  Ward,  Anne  White,  Ger- 
trude York. 

^  Q  Q 

SOCIETY  NOTES. 

The  Phi  Nu  Society  gave  its  open  meeting 
last  Tuesday  afternoon  at  4  o'clock  before  a 
large  and  appreciative  audience.  The  pleasing- 
manner  in  which  each  number  was  rendered  re- 
tlected  much  credit  upon  the  members  of  our 
society.  We  certainly  have  reason  to  be  proud 
of  the  faithful  work  done  by  each  member  during 
the  entire  year.  We  hope  it  may  continue  during- 
tlie  coming-  year. 

The  debate  given  at  the  open  meeting-  was 
especially  interesting,  the  judg-es  giving  the 
merits  to  the  negative,  but  the  house  voting- 
them  to  the  affirmative. 

The  following  program  was  rendered  last 
Tuesday: 

Song- — Society. 

Piano  Solo— Leta  Clark. 

Amateur — Leda  Ellsbury. 

E-xtemporaueous — "Fifty  Years  of  Phi  Nu" 
— Bess  Harker. 

Vocal  Duet — Junia  Romans,  Ella  Dehner. 

Essay,  '  'Types  of  Girlhood  from  Tennyson" — 
Hazel  Hilsabeck, 

Recitation,  "Ole  Picket's  Nell" — .Tames  John- 
ston, 

Original  Poem  (A  Review  of  the  Week)  — 
Edna  Starkey. 


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College   Greetings. 


Piano  Solo — Mabel  Barlow. 

Debate — Resolved,  That  trade  unions  are  a 
detriment  to  society.  Affirmative — Leader,  Anne 
White;  response;  Louise  Capps.  Negative — 
Leader,  Lola  Young-;   response,  Alta  Charles. 

We  wish  to  make  special  mention  of  the  cel- 
ebration of  our  50th  anniversary,  to  be  held 
during-  commencement  week;  the  exact  date  will 
be  announced  later.  All  members  of  Phi  Nu 
have  a  most  cordial  invitation  to  be  present. 


held  May  29th,  and  it  promises  to  be  more  enjoy- 
able than  any  of  its  predecessors. 

Marie  Waller  posed  one  week  for  the  senior 
art  class,  and  Edna  Pierson  also  sacrificed  her- 
self for  art's  sake. 

We  hope  to  have  the  exhibition  notes  in  the 
next  number  of  the  GREETiNrxS. 

Daisy  Maxwell  and  Lillian  Hart  have  re- 
sumed their  work  in  the  studio  after  an  absence 
of  some  weeks. 


BELLES  LETTRES  SOCIETY. 


FOR  THE  SENIORS. 


The  closing-  of  this  term  marks  the  end  of  a 
very  successful  year  in  our  society.  We  have 
progressed  along-  many  lines.  One  especially 
important  feature  is  the  loyalty  and  good,  earnest 
work  that  each  member  has  given. 

Our  new  hall  has  certainly  been  a  great  in- 
centive to  the  members  in  many  ways.  With  the 
new  furniture  and  the  bright  and  happy  faces 
our  hall  has  a  most  inviting  appearance. 

We  sincerely  hope  that  our  girls  will  return 
next  September  with  the  same  vim  and  loyalty 
with  -which  they  depart. 

The  election  was  held  May  26th.  The  fol- 
lowing are  the  new  officers: 

President — Louise  Moore,  '03. 

Vice  President — Mae  Thompson,  '04. 

Recording  Secretary — Merta  Work,  '05. 

Corresponding  Secretary — Olive  Mathis,  '04. 

Treasurer — Ella  Ross,  '04. 

Critic — Golden  Berryman,  '05. 

Librarian — Clara  Swain,  '06. 

Chaplain— Bertha  Todd,  '04. 

Sergeant  at  Arms — Carrie  Luken.  '05. 

Chorister— Edith  Plowman,  '05. 

Ushers— Hazel  Ash,  '06;  Bertha  Weddle,  '08. 


ART  NOTES. 


Flora  Lyon,  Besse  Harker  and  Pay  Dunlap, 
the  graduates  in  art,  will  hold  their  exhibition  in 
the  studio  Monday  and  Tuesday,  June  1st  and  2d. 

The  regular  term  exhibit  will  be  held  at  the 
same  time. 

The  studio  girls  have  been  having  several 
pleasant  sketching  trips  in  and  about  town. 

The  regular  term  spread,  which  has  become 
a  feature   in   studio   life  here  at  I.  W.  C. ,  will  be 


Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harker  entertained  the  seniors 
at  dinner  Saturday  evening,  May  16th.  With 
the  seniors  were  entertained  Miss  Austin,  Miss 
Neville  and  Miss  Stuart— the  class  officer — of  the 
literary  faculty;  and  the  directors  of  the  different 
departments — Misses  Kreider,  Cole  and  Knopf. 

This  is  one  of  the  most  enjoyable  events  of 
the  whole  senior  year,  and  is  one  to  be  remem- 
bered after  many  others  have  been  forgotten. 
Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harker  are  certainly  ideal  hosts, 
and  the  evening's  entertainment  was  delightful 
in  every  way,  even  crowding  far  into  the  back- 
ground that  obtrusive  and  melancholy  thought; 
"One  more  of  our  last  meetings  together." 

At  6  o'clock  the  guests  all  adjourned  to  the 
private  parlors,  where  an  elegant  dinner  was 
served.  The  various  tables  presented  a  most  at- 
tractive appearance  with  the  favors,  place  cards 
and  beautiful  floral  center  pieces.  They  needed 
only  the  gay  and  the  dig-JiiJied  faces  of  the  guests 
to  make  the  picture  complete. 

A  competition  for  prize  in  writing  best  floral 
poem  of  four  lines  was  the  means  of  furnishing 
much  merriment.  The  prize  verse  was  as  io\- 
lows;  and  some  one  said  it  resembled  our  host's 
handwriting: 

The  orchid  is  the  sweetest  flower 
That  ever  graced  a  lady's  bower; 
But  no  flower  can  compare 
In  sweetness  to  my  lady  fair. 

One  verse  composed  for  the  lily  was  graced 
with  so  many  feet  that  one  cannot  "strike  the 
proper  gait"  to  read  it  with  artistic  effect: 

Your  dear  little  green  stems. 
Are  to  me  like  little  gems: 
Nature's  emerald  stalks — 
You  cheer  me  on  m}'  walks. 

The  party  adjourned  about  9  o'clock,  bidding 
adieu  to  their  hosts  with  feelings  of  miug-led  joy 
and  regret. 


College  Greetings. 


MUSIC  NOTES. 

The  chief  event  of  the  past  moutli  has  been 
the  oratorio,  Athalia,  g-iven  by  the  Mendelssohn 
club,  under  the  direction  of  Mr.  Stead,  at  Grace 
church.  The  oratorio  was  g^iven  entire,  with 
Miss  Cole  as  reader,  and  Mr.  Philip  Read  at  the 
organ. 

The  chorus  contained  seventy  voices,  and 
the  sing-ing-  showed  the  effect  of  their  arduous 
all-winter's  drill. 

As  a  whole,  it  was  beautiful  and  uplifting  to 
even  the  veriest  musical  novice,  and  the  pity  was 
that  the  whole  town  could  not  have  heard  it. 
Mr.  Stead  certainly  went  a  great  way  in  paying 
the  debt  musicians  owe  the  community  by  this 
splendid  rendition  of  Mendelssohn's  noble  con- 
ception. 

Since  the  concert,  the  members  of  the  club — 
consisting  of  the  College  girls,  students  from 
Illinois  College,  and  others  from  out  in  town — 
have  met  and  effected  a  permanent  organization, 
electing'  officers,  and  naming  committees  to  draft 
a  constitution  and  by-laws. 

Mr.  Stead  has  outlined  the  coming  year's 
work,  his'plan  being  to  g'ive  two  concerts,  one  in 
mid- winter  and  one  just  before  the  close  of 
school.     The  officers  chosen  are; 

President— Mr.  Stead. 

Secretary — J.  Philip  Read. 

Treasurer — Leona  Rawlings. 

The  magnificent  new  pipe  organ  at  Cente- 
nary church  is  a  matter  of  congratulation  for  the 
College  musical  folks,  since  all  our  concerts  are 
hereafter  to  be  given  in  that  church. 

The  org-an  was  dedicated  Thursday  evening, 
May  21st,  by  a  concert  under  Mr.  Stead's  direc- 
tion, assisted  by  Miss  Kreider  and  Miss  Bruner, 
sopranos;  Miss  Long-,  violinist;  Miss  William- 
son, pianist,  with  Miss  Doying  and  Mrs.  Kolp, 
accompanists. 

The  program  was  as  follows: 

PROGRAM. 

Concert  Overture,  C  minor,  Hollins;  Vorspiel 
to  Otho  Visconti,  Gleason-Eddy;  Pastorale  in  G, 
Wachs;  Fanfare,  Lemmens — Mr.  Stead. 

Thine,  Bohm — Miss  Bruner. 

Sonata  in  D  minor,  Guilmant;  Largo  e  maes- 
toso. Allegro,  Pastorale — Mr.  Stead. 

Ballade  et  Polonaise,  Vieuxtemps  —  Miss 
Long. 


Concerto,  G  minor;  Adagio  and  Presto,  Men- 
delssohn; orchestral  parts  on  the  organ — Miss 
Williamson. 

The  Vision,  Rudolf-Bibl;  Transcription  on  a 
Song-  by  Mendelssohn,  Whiting;  The  Question, 
The  Answer,  Wolstenholme— Mr.  Stead. 

Invocation,  D'Hardelot;  with  piano,  violin 
and  organ — Miss  Kreider. 

Grand  Offertoire,  C  minor;  Batiste  — Mr. 
Stead. 

The  pupils  of  Mrs.  Kolp  and  Miss  William- 
son have  each  given  excellent  recitals  during  the 
month,  which  were  not  only  enjoyable,  but 
showed  the  ability  of  the  pupils  and  the  consci- 
entious training  of  teachers. 

Later,  Miss  Long's  violin  pupils  have  given 
a  highly  pleasing  recital.  An  enjoyable  feature 
of  Miss  Long's  work  has  been  the  organization 
of  all  the  violin  girls  in  her  Jacobsohn  club,  and 
the  organization  of  the  guitar  and  mandolin  stu- 
dents in  the  Mandolin  club,  from  which  has  come 
much  to  interest  and  profit. 

The  Glee  club  has  been  under  Miss  Kreider's 
training  all  year,  and  it  has  contributed  its  usual 
share  to  the  year's  entertainment.  Musically, 
the  year  has  surpassed  all  records,  both  in  the 
number  of  pupils  and  in  the  hig-h  order  and  va- 
riety of  the  various  concerts  g-iven. 

The  musical  faculty  will  be  unchang-ed 
next  year,  except  for  the  probable  addition  of 
one  new  member. 

Mrs.  Stead  will  return  fresh  from  her  half- 
year's  work  in  Chicago  under  Madame  Fannie 
Bloom  field-Zeisler. 

Miss  Williamson  is  to  be  granted  a  year's 
leave  of  absence.  She  will  pursue  her  studies  in 
Chicago  under  Madame  Zeisler,  and  take  some 
special  literary  work  at  Lake  Forest. 

Mrs.  Kolp  will  study  during  a  part  of  the 
summer  in  Chicag-o. 


Alice  Briggs  left  for  her  home  in  California 
a  few  days  ago,  having-  finished  her  work  for 
this  year. 

Last  Saturday  afternoon  the  officers  of  the 
Athletic  Association,  chaperoned  by  the  physical 
director,  witnessed  an  interesting-  basket  ball 
game  at  the  Y.  M.  C  A.  building-,  played  be- 
tween Jacksonville  High  School  and  Mason  City 
High  School. 


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COLLEOE    GREETINOS. 


MORE  ALUMNAE  LETTERS. 


(lu  response  to  President  Barker's  circular 
for  information  for  the  new  fortlicoming-  alumnae 
catalogue:) 

Enclosed  please  find  my  alumnae  dues  for 
this  year,  and  I  hope,  in  the  near  future,  to  do 
something-  for  the  College,  around  which  cluster 
so  many  precious  memories. 

Mrs.  Georgie  Watts  Wilson,  '54. 

Valencia,  Kan. 


Since  my  graduation  in  1855,  with  the  ex- 
ception of  a  few  years  spent  in  teaching,  two  of 
which  were  in  the  College,  my  work  has  been 
chiefly  within  the  circle  of  my  own  home.  Part 
of  the  time  as  the  wife  of  an  itinerant  minister, 
my  place  of  residence  has  been  subject  to  change; 
but  I  have  never  forgotten  the  home  of  my  Alma 
Mater.  I  still  often  think  of  my  old  college  day,s, 
especially  of  the  evening  study  hours,  when  the 
bell  would  sometimes  ring  before  I  was  quite 
ready  to  rest.  I  would  want— perhaps  a  little 
more  time  to  read,  or  write,  or  review  my  lessons 
for  the  next  day;  but  that  relentless  bell  had  its 
appointed  time  to  ring.  Now  in  the  home  of  my 
old  age,  in  the  beautiful  city  of  Los  Angeles,  I 
wait  to  hear,  for  the  last  time,  the  tap  of  the 
retiring  bell.  May  that  solemn  hour  find  me 
with  my  work  all  done,  lessons  learned,  books 
laid  away,  ready  for  the  morning. 

In  your  letter,  you  requested  me  to  write  of 
the  Alumnae  Association,  as  I  remembered  it  in 
'58.  I  should  have  done  so  with  pleasure,  but 
found  that  I  could  not  recall  to  mind  the  work 
done  by  the  association  that  year.  I  can  say 
definitely  that  from  the  time  I  left  the  College  at 
the  close  of  the  year  '55  until  I  left  the  state  of 
Illinois,  I  attended  the  commencement  exercises 
quite  often,  and  was  present  at  many  of  the 
alumnae  meetings;  but  I  cannot  give  the  date- 
not  even  the  year— of  any  of  these  meetings  from 
memory.  There  lies  before  me  now  a  little  note 
inviting  me  to  an  "Alumnae  Levee"  in  the  Illinois 
Conference  Female  College  on  the  evening  of 
July  1st,  '57.  This  note  is  signed  by  a  committee 
of  three  from  the  class  of  '57,  namely — S.  B.  Ken- 
nedy, H.  Keplinger,  M.  E.  Terrell.  I  attended 
the  levee.  We  had  no  literary  exercises;  just  a 
pleasant  social  gathering— the  first  general  re- 
union of  the  graduates,  and  I  think  a  majority 
ot    them    were   present.     Many    of    us   met   and 


parted  that  evening  for  the  last  time.  At  that 
meeting  we  (at  least  some  of  us)  talked  about 
forming  an  association.  I  think  the  subject 
must  have  been  suggested  by  the  president  and 
teachers.  I  cannot  remember  that  we  made  an 
appointment  to  meet  the  next  day  to  organize, 
but  such  appointment  must  have  been  made,  for 
the  organization  took  place  the  next  day.  I  was 
not  present,  but  learned  about  it  afterward  from 
letters  still  in  my  possession.  One  of  these  let- 
ters gives  the  date  of    the    organization   July  2d, 

1857,  and  the  names    of    three   officers   elected 

president,  secretary  and  treasurer;  also  the  plan 
adopted  for  a  meeting  the  next  year,  which  in- 
cluded tlie  kind  of  literary  exercises  we  should 
have,  and  the  amount  of  money  each  member 
should  give  for  the  entertainment.  I  received 
also  .several  letters  from  the  secretary  in  regard 
to  the  next  meeting.  1  know  the  plan  adopted 
by  the  association  was  not  carried  out,  but 
whether  we  had  a  meeting  of  any  kind  or  not  the 
next  year  I  cannot  remember;  neither  can  I  find 
among  my  old  papers  anything  to  show  that  the 
association,  as  organized  in  1857,  was  kept  up. 
If  it  was  not,  of  course  the  first  organization 
amounts  to  nothing,  and  the  time  of  the  com- 
plete organization,  as  given  in  the  catalogue  of 
'96-7,  is  correct. 

Please  excuse  me  for  taking  up  your  time 
with  this  long  explanation,  but  I  thought  it 
necessary,  or  perhaps  justice  to  myself,  after 
having  sent  you  the  date  of  that  first  organiza- 
tion. 

I   should  be  pleased   to  visit  my  Alma  Mater 

on  the  50th  anniversary  ot  my  class;   will  do  so  if 

convenient.     I    hope    that    my    three    classmates 

that  are  left,  and  many  others,    will    be    present. 

Yours  very  truly, 

Mrs.  Faithful  Shipley  Eeey,  '55. 
Eos  Angeles,  Cal. 

*   * 

Within  you  will  find    my    second    payment  of 
ten  dollars  on  the  College   building    fund.     I    am 
glad  to  hear  that  things  are  going  v^'ell. 
Yours  sincerely, 

Mrs.  Mary  Heath  Steele. 
Sullivan,  111. 


Sara  Davis    is    spending   her  senior  vacation 
at  home. 

Miss  Cole  gave  a  recital  at  Ebenezer   church 
May  8th  for  the  benefit  of  the  organ  fund. 


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I  COLLEGE  GREETINGS  I 


VOL  VI 


JACKSONVILLE  ILL  JUNE  1903 


NO 


THE  CLOSING  OF  THE  YEAR 


S-y'OMMENCEMENT  week  was  marked  by  al- 
I  >^  most  continual  rain,  and  tlie  baccalaureate 
^^_,,^^) Sunday  was  no  exception.  But  the 
downpour  outside  had  no  appreciable 
effect  on  the  audience  that  gathered  in  Centenary 
church  the  morning-  of  May  31st,  filling  even  the 
galleries.  The  sermon  was  by  Dr.  H.  H,  Oneal, 
his  text  being,  "Whosoever  will  lose  his  life  for 
my  sake  shall  find  it."  Rev.  A.  L.  T.  Ewert  and 
Rev.  J.  R.  Van  Pelt  assisted  in  the  service.  The 
special  music  was  in  charge  of  Miss  Kreider.  Dr. 
Oneal's  sermon  was  of  great  force  and  beauty 
and  at  its  close  President  Harker  addressed  the 
graduating  class  in  the  following  words; 

'■Another  school  year  has  rolled  away,  and 
we  come  again  to  the  closing  hours  of  the  year's 
work  and  opportunity.  For  you  it  means  not 
only  the  close  of  a  school  year,  but  the  comple- 
tion of  the  school  course,  the  end  of  the  work  on 
which  you  have  been  engaged  for  several  years. 
You  have  done  good  work,  you  have  finished  the 
course,  and  now  come  the  honors  of  the  school, 
the  congratulations  of  your  friends,  the  'well 
done'  of  your  teachers,  and  your  entering  into 
our  joy.  You  are  thinking  of  this  occasion  as 
the  end  of  your  v/ork,  and  the  beginning  of  a 
rest.  I  think  of  it  for  you  as  the  beginning  of  a 
different  and  larger  work.  To  those  of  us  who 
have  experience  of  life  it  is  not  strange  that  this 
apparent  ending  should  be  called  a  'commence- 
ment.' Your  probability  of  success  in  life  can  be 
measured  by  this  test — is  this  occasion  the  end 
of  continuous  striving,  are  you  glad  you  have  fin- 
ished, and  will  you  now  sit  down — or  have  you 
just  been  getting  ready,  and  are  now  equipped 
and  eager  to  begin  some  larger,  higher,  harder 
service? 

"In  saying  these  last  words  to  my  class  each 


year,  I  always  have  the  feeling  that  T  am  talking 
not  only  to  them,  but  also  to  myself.  I  seem  to 
be  one  with  you.  It  is  not  you,  it  is  we.  We 
have  lived  together,  we  have  hoped  together,  we 
have  worked  together,  we  have  finished  this  task 
tog-ether.  And  together  we  look  out  into  the 
future,  and  gather  strength  and  inspiration  for 
the  coming  tasks.  I  believe  this  feeling  is 
stronger  this  year  than  in  any  former  year,  and 
for  myself  this  is,  in  a  peculiar  case  a  completion 
of  a  given  course,  and  a  commencement  occasion. 


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DR.    JOSEPH  R.    HARKER. 


In  agreement  with  the  trustees,  in  1893  I  took 
charge  of  the  College  for  a  term  of  ten  years. 
This  is  the  end  of  that  course,  the  completion  of 
my  appointed  work;  and  so,  with  you  looking 
back  upon  a  task  accomplished,  I  also  face  the 
future,  and  ask  for  the  same  word  of  guidance 
for  myself  that  may  seem  best  for  you. 

"And  I  believe  that  the  best  thing  I  can  do 
this  morning,  is  to  ask  you  to  join  me  in  the 
prayer  that  has  been  on  my  heart  during  all 
these   years.      It   is   part  of   the   prayer   of   the 


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COLLEOE    GREETIKOS. 


Psalmist  in  the  90tti  Psalm:  'Let  thy  work  ap- 
pear unto  thy  servants."  It  is  the  first  prayer 
that  came  to  the  lips  of  the  apostle  Paul,  when 
Christ  g-ot  hold  of  him  on  the  way  to  Damascus: 
'Lord,  what  wilt  Thou  have  me  to  do?'  I  am  sat- 
isfied that  we  have  nothing-  to  do  with  rest  here, 
but  only  with  labor.  It  was  always  the  spirit  of 
the  Master.  His  first  recorded  utterance  gave 
expression  to  this  very  thought — 'know  ye  not 
that  I  must  be  about  my  Father's  business?'  'My 
Father  worketh  hitherto,  and  I  work.' 

"I  do  not  desire  for  myself,  I  do  not  desire 
for  any  of  you,  an  easy  time.  We  have  had  this 
period  of  preparation  that  we  may  from  now  on 
do  more  work  and  better.  Lift  up  your  eyes  and 
see  the   fields   on   every   side   white   already   to 


O,  that  God  may  honor  us  by  putting  us  at  some 
work  that  requires  long  years  for  its  completion, 
the  weaving  of  some  intricate  pattern,  the  build- 
ing" of  some  magnificent  temple,  the  work  of 
which  will  engage  all  our  years,  and  the  glory  of 
which  shall  appear  more  fully  to  our  children  for 
many  generations.  'Let  thy  work  appear  unto 
thy  servants,  and  thy  glory  unto  their  children. 
And  let  the  beauty  of  the  Lord,  our  God,  be  upon 
us,  and  establish  Thou  the  work  of  our  hands 
upon  us.  Yea,  the  v^'ork  of  our  hands,  establish 
Thou  it." 

"This  is  my  prayer  for  myself  and  you — the 
honor  of  work,  continuous  work, increasing  work, 
work  whose  glory  shines  into  the  coming  gen- 
erations. The  adornment  of  God's  own  beauty, 
the   beauty  of   holiness;  clean  hands,  and  a  pure 


harvest.  We  are  young,  and  we  are  strong;  we 
are  willing  and  brave  and  ready.  Join  me  in  the 
prayer:  'Lord,  let  thy  work  appear  unto  thy 
servants.'  May  God  show  to  all  of  us  our  future 
work,  leading  us  to  it,  helping  us  to  enter  upon 
it  with  joyful  energy,  and  directing  us  in  the  do- 
ing of  it.  Life  will  be  very  full  of  happiness  to 
us  if  we  can  always  be  assured  that  the  work  we 
are  doing  is  God-appointed. 

"And  let  us  not  be  too  eagfer  to  see  the  re- 
sults of  our  labor.  We  shall  be  very  wise  it  we 
can  add  to  our  prayer:  'And  let  thy  glory  ap- 
pear unto  their  children.'  The  results  of  little. 
trivial, insignificant  tasks  may  be  seen  early.  But 


heart,  so  that  we  shall  ever  be  privileged  to  as- 
cend unto  the  [hill  of  the  Lord,  and  so  that  the 
vision  of  God  may  never  be  obscured.  And  last- 
ly the  seal  of  God's  everlasting  approval  upon 
our  work  by  establishing  it,  and  making  it  per- 
manent. Work  that  we  do  of  our  own  strength 
shall  soon  be  swept  away,  the  fire  shall  devour 
it;  the  flood  shall  overwhelm  it;  but  when  in  our 
work  our  feeble  hands  touch  the  hand  that  is  om- 
nipotent, when  He  establishes  the  work  of  our 
hands,  then  do  we  know  we  are  building  both  for 
time  and  for  eternity.  May  the  beauty  of  the 
Lord,  our  God,  be  upon  us,  and  may  all  our  work 
be  forever  established." 


CoLivEOE  Greetings. 


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COMMENCEMENT  DAY 


WEDNESDAY,  June  3rd,  witnessed  the 
final  exercises  of  the  fifty-sixth  year 
of  College  history  in  Centenary  church. 
The  weather  could  not  have  been  more  unpropi- 
tious,  the  rain  came  down  in  torrents,  neverthe- 
less a  large  audience  was  in  attendance.  The 
picture  within  was  a  bright  one  after  the  twenty 
white  robed  young  women  had  taken  their  places 
on  the  stage,  beautifully  decorated  in  their  honor 


point  them  to  the  better  pathway.  When  I  be- 
gan to  think  of  coming  here  I  asked  a  young  lady 
what  I  should  say,  and  she  told  me  not  to  preach 
a  sermon  to  young  women  only.  'The  mission  of 
Altruism  or  Little  I  and  Big  You'  shall  be  my 
theme.  There  is  no  such  thing  in  this  world  as 
absolute  independence.  We  all  lean  one  on 
another.  There  is  no  such  thing  as  the  inde- 
pendent farmer  or  capitalist.  The  wares  of  the 
merchant  are  of  no  value  unless  there  be  a  de- 
mand for  his  supply.  So  we  find  a  law  of  capital 
and  labor,  supply  and  demand,  etc.,  so  closely  re- 
lated that  one  depends  upon  the  other.  So  it  is 
true  of    social  relations.     It  is  not  good  for  a  hu- 


■^.;.V        A    LAWN 

by  the  juniors.  At  2:30  o'clock  the  exercises 
opened  with  prayer  by  Dr.  W.  H.  Musgrove.  Mr. 
Stead  followed  with  an  artistically  rendered  or- 
gan number,  after  which  President  Harker  in- 
troduced the  speaker  of  the  day.  Dr.  Joseph  F. 
Berry,  of  Chicago,  editor  of  the  Epworth  Herald. 

He  said  in  part: 

•'It  is  the  joy  of  my  life  to  meet  week  after 
week    with   young   people   and   do  what  I  can  to 


/foz 


SCENE. 

man  being  to  live  absolutely  alone.  There  is  a 
natural  demand  for  social  companionship.  The 
same  is  true  in  the  intellectual  and  moral  world. 
We  cannot  stand  alone  and  be  useful,  happy  or 
achieve  the  best  results.  So  it  follows  we  ought 
to  help  other  people  for  we  demand  help  from 
them.  That  is  the  worst  reason  that  I  could 
give  you,  but  I  want  to  give  you  higher  ones.  On 
this  higher  plane  I  find  there  is  universal  broth- 
erhood and   sisterhood.     Take   me   amongst  the 


5  ^2. 


College  Greetings. 


wealthy  and  cultured,  or  into  the  presence  of 
royalty,  yet  I  can  say  my  brother  or  sister.  Then 
take  me  into  the  scenes  of  misery  and  filth,  or 
into  the  most  humble  surrounding's;  still  the 
same  is  true.  'Am  I  my  brother's  keeper' — and 
there  is  only  one  answer,  and  it  is,  yes.  My 
brother's  sorrows  and  joys  should  be  mine.  The 
law  of  reciprocity  does  not  operate  here.  You 
owe  something'  to  your  brother,  no  matter  what 
you  gain  from  him. 

"As  a  third  reason  I  quote  the  Scripture: 
'Bear  ye  one  another's  burdens,  and  so  fulfil  the 
law  of  Christ.'  Christ  made  all  of  His  sacrifices 
because  He  so  loved  the  world.  The  apostle  says: 
'Bear  ye  one  another's  burdens  and  be  in  har- 
mony with  this  law  of  love  which  brought  Christ 


there  are  none.  True,  they  belong  only  to  the 
Christian  era.  There  is  a  picture  in  some  of 
your  houses  I  do  not  like.  It  is  the  picture  of  a 
woman  clinging  to  a  cross,  which  is  mounted  on 
a  rock  in  the  midst  of  the  storm-tossed  sea.  The 
picture  is  well  enough,  as  far  as  it  goes.  But 
there  is  a  companion  picture  which  shows  a 
woman  clinging  to  the  cross  with  one  arm  and 
the  other  reaching  down  and  saving  a  sister. 
That  is  the  picture  to  keep  before  you,  teaching 
you  to  help  others. 

"The  principle  I  am  talking  of  could  be  of 
the  greatest  benefit  in  our  present  labor  unrest. 
I  say  today'  we  are  sleeping  on  the  mouth  of  a 
volcano  in  fancied  security.  Look  yonder,  you 
see  a  procession  of    men  representing  the  toilers 


DINING    ROOM. 


from  heaven.'  The  divine  teacher  came  with  the 
new  doctrine,  serve  others  and  not  yourselves. 
You  students  have  been  studying  the  writings  of 
the  classic  eras.  Have  you  noticed  how  self- 
centered  the  world  was;  how  marked  was  the  ab- 
sence of  anxiety  for  others?  If  you  visit  the  old 
countries  your  guide  will  point  out  to  you  am- 
phitheaters where  gladiators  and  wild  beasts 
contended,  or  one  gladiator  fought  another  in 
bloody  conflict;  the  guide  will  tell  you  of  the  en- 
thusiasm of  the  people  over  the  sight.  He  v^'ill 
show  you  the  banquet  halls  which  were  the 
scenes  of  revelry  and  gluttony.  You  may  say, 
'enough  of  this;  let  me  see  the  crumbling  walls 
of   asylums   or   hospitals.'     The  answer  will  be, 


of  the  country  with  banners  inscribed,  'Death  to 
Monopoly,'  or  other  words  like  them.  Then  you 
may  see  another  body  of  marchers  representing 
the  capitalists  of  the  country.  The  banners  and 
the  attitude  of  each  class  stand  for  selfishness. 

"The  man  with  $1,000,000  and  the  man  with 
$1  grasp  for  more.  It  is  right  to  look  out  for 
your  interests,  but  do  not  look  out  for  number 
one  at  the  expense  of  number  two.  The  domi- 
nant sentiment  of  this  age  is:  I  will  achieve  suc- 
cess at  no  matter  what  cost  or  injury  to  others. 
In  our  industrial  world  today  there  is  too  much 
disdain  and  contempt  on  the  one  side  and  on  the 
other  there  is  too  much  hate.  We  cannot  have 
the   poor  take  the  place  of  the  rich.     We  can  set- 


COLLEOE    GREETINOS. 


^8^3 


tie  our  social  troubles  by  enthroning-  the  spirit 
of  altruism.  The  tap  root  of  all  antag-onism  be- 
tween the  masses  and  the  classes  is  human  self- 
ishness. There  is  only  one  hand  can  lay  hold  of 
it,  and  that,  the  pierced  hand.  The  mission  of 
altruism  means  a  renewal  of  faith  in  people. 
Have  you  noticed  the  faith  of  men  who  have  suc- 
ceeded. Savonarola,  Howard,  Luther,  Lincoln; 
our  forefathers,  were  men  of  faith.  Paith  is  the 
underlying  inspiration  for  great  deeds.  Paith 
and  optimism  mean  to  me  about  the  same.  I  do 
not  like  pessimists.  I  love  them  because  the 
Bible  says    to,  but  I  do  not  like  them.     I  have  no 


Jacksonville;  Amy  Margaret  Packt,  Mascoutah; 
Elizabeth  Belle  Harker,  Jacksonville;  Edna  Pearl 
Read.  Piper  City;  Delia  Alice  Stevens,  Monti- 
cello;  Edna  Mae  Stout,  Jacksonville;  Mary  Rud- 
dick  Thompson,  Jacksonville. 

Sciejilijic  Course — Edith  Loraine  Joy,  Chapin; 
Lillian  Ruth  McCullough,  Jacksonville;  Louise 
Eldridge  Moore.  Jacksonville;  Sarah  Emily  Trip- 
lett,  Levasy,  Mo. 

Pianoforte — Mabel  Sophia  Barlow,  Dixon; 
Leta  Clark,  Warrensburg,  Mo. 

Voice  Culture — Ellen  Corinne  Musgrove,  Sey- 
mour. 

E/ocutiofiSara.    Maebelle    Davis,  Pittsfield; 


THE    ART    ROOM. 


patience  with  young-  men  who  are  pessimistic, 
nor  for  that  matter,  middle  aged  men.  Do  not 
talk  of  good,  old  times,  for  there  were  none  in 
comparison  with  our  own.  I  am  not  old  yet,  but 
I  would  like  to  be  about  16  and  start  life  anew. 
It  is  a  wonderful  thing  to  live  today.  You  are 
going  to  live  not  so  much  for  yourselves  as  for 
others,  and  in  a  way  which  will  bring  glory  to 
you  forever." 


Pollowing    the    address,    Miss    Pliebe    J.    D. 

Kreider,  sang   an   aria    from  Judith  by  Concone, 

with    organ    accompaniment.     Dr.  Harker    then, 

acting   for   the   board  of  trustees  of  the  College, 

presented  diplomas  as  follows: 

Classical  Course — Elizabeth  Capps.  Jackson- 
ville; Ethel  Magdalen  Craig,  Jacksonville;  Sara 
Maebelle    Davis,    Pittsfield;  Eleanor    De  Castro, 


Lillian    Ruth     McCullough,    Jacksonville;    Ethel 
Wylder,  Jacksonville. 

Draiving  and  Paiyiliyig — Nellie  Fay  Dunlap, 


THE    CHAPEL. 


Jacksonville;  Elizabeth   Belle    Harker,    Jackson- 
ville; Plora  Eugenia  Lyon,  Jacksonville. 


^1 


COLivEGB  Greetings. 


PRESIDENT'S  RECEPTION. 


WEDNESDAY  EVENING'S  reception 
brought  the  commencement  festival  to 
a  close  at  once  delightful  and  memor- 
able. President  and  Mrs.  Harker,  Miss  Austin, 
lady  principal,  and  Miss  Stewart,  class  officer, 
together  with  the  twenty  members  of  the  class 
of  1903  were  in  the  receiving  line. 

The   parlors   were   beautifully  draped  in  the 
College  colors,   blue  and    yellow,   the  same  colors 


Music  which  took  place  Tuesday  evening  at  8 
o'clock  in  presence  of  the  large  audience  that  such 
occasions  invariably  call  forth.  The  program 
was  well  selected  and  varied  in  its  numbers,  and 
formed  a  brilliant  finale  to  the  year's  successful 
work.  The  department  is  more  and  more  to  be 
congratulated  in  the  choice  of  the  man  at  the 
head  of  its  interests. 

Mr.  Stead  in  his  three  years'  work  as  director 
has  succeeded  in  developing  the  School  of  Music 
to  a  degree  that  renders  it  already  capable  of 
comparing  favorably  with  the  very  best  music 
schools  the  country    affords.     He  has  brought  to 


RECEPTION   PARLORS. 


predominating  in  the  society  halls  where  some  of 
the  under  class  girls  served  frappe.  The  visit- 
ing throng  was  such  as  to  comfortably  fill  the 
parlors  and  the  adjacent  rooms,  all  thrown  open 
and  beautifully  illuminated  for  the  last  festive 
scene  in  honor  of  1903.  Dr.  Berry  was  one  of 
the  evening's  guests,  and  proved  himself  quite 
as  delightful  socially  as  he  had  been  on  the  plat- 
form a  few  hours  previous.  Altogether  this  clos- 
ing function  of  the  year  was  one  to  be  most 
pleasantly  remembered. 

see 
COLLEGE  OF  MUSIC 


Centenary   church    was   again  in  requisition 
for   the  commencement   concert  of  the  College  of 


his  task  the  spirit  of  the  true  artist  and  the  abil- 
ity to  plan  in  a  large  and  practical  way.  The 
steady  growth  of  the  department  bears  evidence 
to  his  executive  ability. 

The  three  graduates  from  the  school  were 
Leta  Clark  and  Mabel  Barlow,  piano,  and  Co- 
rinne  Musgrove,  the  others  assisting  in  the  con- 
cert being  all  juniors  of  the  department.  The 
program  was  given  from  memory.  The  response 
from  the  audience  was  immediate  and  generous  to 
an  unexpected  degree,  the  performers  in  several 
instances    being  compelled  to  return  three  times. 

Miss  Kreider's  excellent  and  conscientious 
work  in  the  teaching  of  voice  was  in  evidence  be- 
fore the  evening  was  over.  The  one  thing  said 
of  her  most  frequently  by  the  outside  public  is 
the  remarkable    skill   she   continually   shows   in 


COLIvEOE    GREETINOS. 


n^s- 


the  development  of  voice.  The  program  was  a 
varied  and  pleasing  one.  The  numbers  were  well 
and  strongly  played,  and  with  an  ease  that  show- 


MR.    STEAD. 


ed  the  result  of   severe  training.     The   program 
rendered  was  as  follows: 


Weber 

MacDowell 

Massenet 

MacDowell 

Chopin 

S(!hubert-Tauslg 

Dubois 

Liszt 


*AUegro  (Irom  Concerto  in  E  flat) 

Miss  Jessie  Vandine,  '04. 
Polonaise  _  .  -  . 

Miss  Ethel  Hatch,  '04. 
Air  de  Salome  (from  Herodiacle), 

Miss  Annie  Young,  '04. 
To  a  Wild  Rose  -  - 

Etude.  Op.  25,  No.  5       - 
Marche  Militaire 

Miss  Leta  Clark,  '03. 
Prelude,  D  minor.  In  Paradise 

Miss  Elizabeth  Mathers,  '04. 
•Hungarian  Fantasie 

Miss  Mabel  Barlow.  '03. 
A  Water  Lily  .  -  -  MacDowell 

To  Spring  -  -  -  -  Grieg 

Misa  Emma  Bullard. 
Recit  and  Cavatina  (from  Linda  di  Chamownix)    -    Donizetti 

Misa  Coriune  Musgrove,  '03. 
Rigoletto  Fantasie  -  -  -  Liszt 

Miss  Flora  Balcke,  '04. 
*Allegro,  Concerto  D  minor  -  -        Rubinstein 

Miss  Mabel  Wilson,  '04. 
'Orchestral  parts  on  second  piano. 

Q       ^       ^ 

ELOCUTION  GRADUATES' 
RECITAL 


Monday  night  was  given  over  to  the  com- 
mencement recital  of  the  elocution  seniors,  that 
also  occurring  in  Centenary  church.  The  audi- 
ence was  large  and  thoroughly  appreciative,  and 


the  artistic  and  capable  way  in  which  the  num" 
bers  were  rendered  reflected  credit  on  Miss  Cole's 
training.  The  musical  numbers  by  Jessie  Bul- 
lard, Ethel  Hatch  and  Flora  Balcke  added  much 
to  the  evening's  entertainment, 
Below  is  the  program: 


PART  L 
An  Independent  Pair 

Misa  Ethel  Wylder. 
".Mars  Chan" 

Miss  Sara  Maebelle  Davis. 
Piano  solo,  Staccata  Caprice 

Misa  Jessie  Bullard. 
Henry  VII.,  Act  III,  Scene  1,  -  - 

Miss  Lillian  Ruth  McCuUough, 
PART  II. 

a.  Over  the  Hills 

b.  "Cuddle  Doon" 

c.  Annexation  of  Cuby 

Miss  Davis. 
Fantasie  (Ruins  of  Athens)  -  Beethoven- Liszt 

Misses  Flora  Balcke  and  Ethel  Hatch. 
The  Blue  and  the  Gray  -  -  Finch 

Miss  McCullough. 

Monologue:    Telephone  Romance  -  -  Phelps 

Miss  Wylder. 

e     e     e 


Harbour 

Page 

Vogrich 

Shakespeare 


Field 

Anderson 

Hegan 


MISS    KATHERINE    DICKENS    COLE. 

CLASS     DAY 

The  class  day  exercises  were  held  in  the.Col- 
lege  chapel  Monday  afternoon  at  2  o'clock.  Rosea 
and  sweet  peas,  the  latter  being  the  class  flower, 
were  used  in  decoration  with  festoons  of  smilax 
and  pink  and  blue  ribbons  of  varying  lengths  to 
simulate  portieres  back  of  the  stage.  The  eflfect 
was  exceedingly  pretty,  especially  when  the  mem- 
bers of  the  class  all  gowned  in  white  and  wear- 
ing' bunches  of  sweet  peas  in  their  belts  took 
their  places  upon  the  stage  to  the  strains  of  a 
march  played  by  Miss  Williamson. 


8  U 


College  Greetings. 


Bess  Harkef,  class  president,  presided. 
Louise  Moore  gracefully  gave  the  address  of  wel- 
come, after  which  Edna  Read  unfolded  the 
class  history  which  was  very  entertainingly  writ- 
ten. The  class  poem  had  been  assigned  to  Eliza- 
beth Capps,  no  doubt  in  the  belief  that  she  had 
inherited  the  strain  of  poetry  belonging  to  her 
family.  "The  Princess  Ilsa"  was  the  title,  and 
the  foundation  of  her  story  was  laid  in  an  old 
German  legend  prettily  told  in  verse. 

Mabel  Barlow  followed  with  an  instrumental 
solo,  and    then    came   Ethel  Wylder's    recitation, 


nr^0tM.iK^ 


STRINGED    ORCHESTRA. 


"A  Boat  Race,"  strongly  and  vividly  given. 

Elizabeth  Barker's  class  prophecy  was  re- 
ceived with  much  enthusiasm  though  many  of 
the  bright  quips  were  better  understood  by  those 
in  the  secrets  of  the  class.  The  illustrations, 
done  by  the  art  seniors,  accompanying  her  read- 
ing were  delightful  and  provoked  much  laughter, 
especially  the  last  one  which  was  supposed  to  be 
the  future  edition  of  the  reader,  herself,  and  of 
most  amazing  bulk. 

The  class  song,  written  and  sung  by  Corinne 
Musgrove  with  the  class  all  joining  in  the  chorus 
was  a  bright  effort  that  won  her  much   applause. 

The  "Ideal  Woman"  was  the  subject  of  the 
class  oration  well  handled  by  Amy  Fackt.  Edith 
Joy  made  the  presentation  to  the  juniors,  provok- 
ing much  laughter,  after  which  Annie  White  in 
behalf  of  the  juniors  responded. 

The  rain  preventing  the  closing  exercises 
outside,  the  planting  of  the  ivy  proceeded  on  the 
chapel  stage,  each  member  of  the  class  casting  a 
shovelful  of  dirt  in  the  box  containing  the  ivy  and 
at  the  same  time  giving  a  fitting  quotation. 


PHI  NU  SEMI-CENTENNIAL 


The  half  century  of  life  accorded  to  old  Phi 
Nu  was  the  occasion  for  a  fitting  celebration  in 
the  new  society  hall  Tuesday  morning.  It  was  a 
breakfast,  and  at  10  o'clock  the  members,  past 
and  present,  seated  themselves  to  the  number  of 
about  90  at  the  tables  daintily  worked  out  in 
bine,  the  society  color.  After  the  elegant  menu 
of  many  courses  had  been  served,  Mrs.  Belle 
Short  Lambert,  '73,  toastmistress  for  the  occa- 
sion, rappedfor  order  and  briefly  stating  the  ob- 
ject of  the  gathering,  gave  the  first  toast,  "Phi 
Nu  In  My  Time,"  to  which  Mrs.  Rachel  Harris 
Phillippi,  '72  responded  in  a  very  happy  manner. 

Ethel  Wylder,  '03.  the  present  society  presi- 
dent talked  of  the  "Phi  Nu  of  Today."  giving  a 
resume  of  the  vear's  work,  the  joy  of  the  society 
in  its  present  commodious  quarters,  closing  with 
the  wish  that  the  past  and  present  might  be 
ever  closely  linked  together.  President  Barker 
responded  to  tlie  toast,  "The  Literary  Society  In 
the  College."  He  spoke  of  the  important  part  a 
literary  society  played  in  developing  individual 
talent  and  expressed  his  desire  to  further  all 
movements  looking-  to  a  strengthening  of  this 
most  important  factor  in  the  college  life. 

Emma  Burnett,  '97,  spoke  of  "Our  Semi- 
Centennial"  in  words  full  of  pride  over  the  ac- 
chievements  of  the  past  and  hopeful  looking  for- 
ward to  the  work  of  the  future. 

Miss    Cole    had    for    her  theme  ■■Phi  Nu  and 


A    BASKET    BALL    TEAM. 


the  Faculty,"  in  which  she  voiced  the  apprecia- 
tion of  the  governing'  body  for  the  spontaneous 
work    of   the   student   body  which  in  many  ways 


COIvLEOE   GREETINOS. 


/>/vi^.      f^   J 


"S? 


was  indicative  of  the  character  of  class  room  work. 

"The  Future  of  Phi  Nu"  was  the  subject  to 
which  Ellen  Ball,  '04,  gave  thoughtful  response 
in  her  look  into  the  next  half  century. 

Miss  Pegram,  '64,  and  Mrs.  Ella  Yates  Orr, 
'67,  each  gave  a  little  informal  talk  at  the  close  of 
the  program  just  before  adjournment. 

Miss  Cole  presented  the  society  with  an  old 
Phi  Nu  badge  her  mother  had  worn  at  an  open 
meeting  held  fifty  years  before.  It  was  received 
with  high  appreciation  and  will  be  framed  and 
hung  in  the  hall,  a  cherished  souvenir  of  the  past. 


here.     Probably  the  total  contributed   is   $2,000. 

These  gifts  are  greatly  appreciated, and  show 
a  hearty  interest  in  the  College.  We  hope  this 
interest  will  grow,  and  that  each  succeeding  year 
will  see  an  increasing  number  of  contributors. 
Interest  is  measured  not  so  much  by  the  amount 
as  by  the  act  of  giving. 

In  the  same  period,  gifts  have  been  received 
from  other  friends  and  old  students  to  the 
amount  of  more  than  S13,000.  One  of  the  most 
encouraging  features  of  the  development  of  the 
College  is  this  increasing    willingness  of    friends 


A    CLASS    IN    PHYSICAL    CULTURE. 


ALUMNAE     SUBSCRIPTIONS    TO 
THE  COLLEGE  IMPROVE- 
MENT  FUND. 


The  following  amounts  have  been  paid  by 
Alumnae  for  the  Improvement  Fund  since  No- 
vember, 1900,  when  the  last  report  was  made  in 
the  Greetings.  It  shows  a  total  of  $1,703  sent 
to  President  Harker  m  a  little  less  than  three 
years.  Some  alumnae  gifts  have  been  sent  di- 
rect to  Treasurer   Orear,  and  are   not   included 


W  3,  /^'>f 


to  contribute  to  its  needs.     Following  is  the  list: 

1900.  NAME.  AMT. 

Dec.    13.     I.  P.  Smith,  Pleasant  Plains,         $  50 

Feb.  22.     Mrs.N.Revnolds  Buckthorpe,'67,  2 

Mrs.  Belle' Thomas  Staflford, '64,  10 

Mch.  18.     Mrs.N. Reynolds  Buckthorpe,'67,  3 

"      30.     Mrs.  Sophia  Naylor  Grubb,'52,  5 

Mary  Martin  for  E.Kerr  Martin, '52,  5 

Apr.  26.     Mrs. Rebecca  Wood  Metcalf,'58,  5 

May    14.     Mrs.Louisa  Thompson  Bergen, '55,  2 

"      17.     Alice  Abbott,  '97,  5 

21.     Mrs.  Mary  Downs  Alderson,  '96,  1 

"      "        Mrs.  Zerilda  Meldrum  Coxa,  '58,  5 

"      22.     Myrtle  B.  Harbour,  '96,  2 


%c^ 


College  Greetings. 


** 

24. 

25. 

" 

29. 

June 

1. 

" 

25. 

Aug-. 

3. 

12. 

Oct. 

2. 

1901. 

Nov. 

6. 

" 

9. 

" 

30. 

Dec. 

22. 

" 

30. 

1902. 

Feb. 

6. 

Mrs. Mabel  Seaman  Knowlton,'91 

Mrs.Sara  Jumper  Meacham,'70, 

Mrs.  Ella  Yates  Orr,  '67, 

Mrs.  Rebecca  Brown  Brown,  '84, 

Eda  L.  Byers,  '99, 

Amelia  DeMotte,  '97, 

Mrs. Margaret  Morrison  Turley,'52    25 

Mr.  &  Mrs.  D.  A.  Phillippi, 

(Rachel  Harris,  '72), 
Mrs.  Martha  Layton  McGhee,  '87 
Mrs.  Rebecca  Wood  Metcalf,  '58, 
Mary  E.  Dickson,  '88, 
Mrs. N.Reynolds  Buckthorpe,'67, 
Mrs.  Ella  Yates  Orr,  '67, 


10 

Mch. 

11. 

1 

" 

10. 

10 

" 

25. 

5 

Apri 

2. 

1 

6. 

10 

" 

30. 

25 

May 

20. 
17. 

00 

June 

4. 

5 

5 

5 

3 

Mrs.  Rebecca  Brown  Brown,  '84, 


25 


April 

8. 

Mrs. 

18. 

Mrs. 

" 

25. 

Mrs. 

" 

29. 

Mrs. 

May 

4. 

Mrs. 

" 

12. 

Mrs. 

" 

28. 

Olive 

June 

2. 

Mrs. 
Mrs. 

Oct. 

10. 

Mrs. 

Nov. 

11. 

Mrs. 

" 

20. 

Mrs. 

Dec. 

20. 

Mrs. 

" 

8. 

Mrs. 

1903. 

Jan. 

5. 

Emm 

Louise  Thompson  Berg'en,'55,      1 

Mary  Heath  Steele,  '73,  10 

Ella  Yates  Orr,  '67,  50 

Mary  Hillerby  Mendel,  '88,  5 

Susie  Brown  Dillon,  '75,  10 

Ella  Yates  Orr,  '67,  5 

Adams,  '01,  5 

Rachel  Seegar  Wychoflf,  '66  5 

Mary  Shepherd  Kuhl,  '67,  1 

Ella  Yates  Orr.  '67,  45 

Lora  Corbly  Wylie,  '89,  10 

Jennie  Kinman  Ward.  '65,  50 
Mary  Stookey  Raudle,  '76,          150 

Rebecca  Wood  Metcalf,  '58,  15 


Emma  E.  Kenyon,  '82, 


Mrs.  Kate  McElfresh  Blair,  '84,  5 

Amelia  DeMotte,  '97  10 

Mrs.  Ella  Yates  Orr,  '67,  5 

Mrs.  Mary  Heath  Steele,  '73,  10 

Mrs.  Rebecca  Brown  Brown,  '84,  25 

Mrs.  Rebecca  Wood  Metcalf,  '58,  10 

Mrs.  Susie  Brown  Dillon,  '75,  10 

Mrs.  Belle  Short  Lambert,  '73,  25 

Mrs.  Crissie  Pratt  Decker,  '98,  5 

Total,  -  -         -        $1,703 


PRESIDENT  MARKER'S  REPORT 
TO  BOARD  OF  TRUSTEES 

i\     

I  havei,  the  honor  to  make  at  this  time  my 
tenth  report  as  president  of  the  Illinois  Woman's 
College.  It  is  now  a  decade  since  I  assumed  the 
duties  of  this  responsible  position,  and  it  seems 
not  unfitting  that  I  should  give  an  account  of  my 
stewardship  in  a  summary  of  the  ten  years'  work- 
First  of  all  I  wish-to  record  my  hum- 
ble and  hearty  thanks  to  Almighty 
God  for  His  wonderful  providential 
blessing  in  keeping  us  during  all  this 
time  from  sickness, accident, and  death. 
At  no  time  in  all  the  ten  years  have 
we  had  a  serious  epidemic  of  sickness, 
and  only  one  or  two  cases  of  serious 
illness  of  any  kind  have  occurred. 
There  has  not  been  a  sing^le  serious 
accident  of  any  sort,  either  to  build- 
ings or  to  persons.  And  in  all  the  ten 
\tcirs  there  has  not  been  a  single 
death,  either  of  trustee,  or  teacher,  or 
student  in  the  College  home.  Such 
exception  is  surely  remarkable,  and 
calls  for  the  deepest  gratitude  and 
thanksgiving.  Another  remarkable 
tact  is  that  we  have  been  able  to  say 
truthfully  at  the  end  of  each  year, 
"This  has  been  our  most  prosperous  year."  For 
twenty  semesters  it  has  been  true  that  we  have 
had  an  increase  of  students  at  each  enrollment. 
It  has  often  happened  that  a  school  for  a  few 
years  has  continued  to  increase,  but  to  do  this 
steadily  for  ten  years  is  a  most  unusual  record. 
The  increase  has  been  quite  steady  through  the 
period,  but  most  marked  in  the  last  three  years, 
and  the  last  year  has  shown  the  largest  gain  of 
the  whole  decade.  In  the  fee- ten  years  the  at- 
tendance of  students  has  increased  from  less 
than  one  hundred   to   three  hundred  and  twenty- 


College  Greetings. 


^^  ^ 


five;  the  number  of  boarding  students  from  thir- 
ty to  one  hundred  and  thirty-five;  and  the  faculty 
has  increased  from  ten  to  twenty-two  teachers. 

Two  additions  have  been  made  to  the  grounds 
of  the  Colleg-e,  the  Lurton  lot  on  the  west,  in 
1900,  at  a  cost  of  $11,000,  and  the  Self  property 
on  the  east  in  1902,  at  a  cost  of  $5,600,  much 
more   than  doubling  the  area  of  the  campus,  and 


A   CLASS    IN    GYMNASIUM.  ^ 

C  Li- 
giving  us  now  over  six  acres  of  as  beautful  prop- 
erty as  there  is  in  the  city. 

Thre.e  additions  have  been  made  to  the  build- 
ing.  First  the  extension  of  the  east  wing  in  1899, 
at  a  cost  of  $15,000.      Second, 
the  extension  of  the  west  wing       -  ^ 

in  1900,  at  a  cost  of  $11,000. 
And  third,  the  extension  of 
the  front  in  1902,  at  a  cost  of 
nearly  $35,000.  These  exten- 
sions have  been  made  in  such 
a  way  as  to  add  greatly,  not 
only  to  the  capacity  of  the 
school,  but  to  its  convenience 
and  adaptability  to  its  purpos- 
es, and  also  to  its  architec- 
tural beauty.  This  is  especi- 
ally true  of  the  last  addition, 
and  visitors  speak  enthusias- 
tically of  the  improved  ap- 
pearance of  the  building.  I 
believe  it  is  one  of  the  best 
arranged  buildings  of  its  kind 

in  all  the  country.  I  have  visited  nearly  all  the 
schools  for  young  women  in  the  central  part  of 
the  United  States,  and  have  studied  carefully 
plans  for  buildings  of  this  character,  and  1  can 
say,  that  although  this  building  has  been  added 


to  four  times,  yet,  if  some  rich  friend  would  of- 
fer me  a  quarter  of  a  million  dollars,  and  ask  me 
to  build  an  up-to-date  school  for  young  women,  I 
would  follow  essentially  the  plan  of  our  present 
building,  altering  it  only  in  a  few  minor  details. 
The  value  of  the  College  property  at  the  be- 
ginning of  the  decade  was  $60,000.  It  is  now 
worth  $160,000,  a  gain  of  $100,000;  that  is,  there 
has  been  a  greater  increase  in 
—  the  value  of  the  College  prop- 
erty in  these  ten  years,  than 
in  all  the  nearly  fifty  years  of 
its  previous  history. 

In  addition  to  this,  the  in- 
terior decoration  and  furnish- 
ing of  tlie  College  have  been 
yreatly  improved.  The  entire 
steam  heating  plant  has  been 
renewed,  and  is  now  in  ex- 
cellent condition.  Nearly  the 
whole  building  is  wired  for 
electric  lighting,  and  electric- 
ity is  used  in  most  of  the  pub- 
lic rooms.  More  than  $15,000 
'^"*-  have -been -spent    for   carpets, 

new  furniture,  pianos,  etc.,  and  few  schools  in 
the  country  can  show  more  attractive  rooms  and 
furnishings,  or  a  better  equipment  in  laborato- 
ries. /\The    courses  of  study  in  every  department 


ASwi 


A    CLASS    IN    ART    STUDIO. 

have  been  enriched  and  extended.  The  short 
course,  called  the  Belle  Lettres  Course,  was 
dropped  the  first  year.  The  Scientific  Course 
was  then  extended  so  as  to  be  of  equal  time  value 
with  the  classical.     Greek  was  introduced,  labor- 


CoLLEOE;  Greetings. 


atories  were  provided,  the  most  approved  meth- 
ods of  study  were  adopted,  additional  teachers 
were  added,  all  of  them  colleg-e  or  university 
graduates,  and  specialists  in- their  departments. 
A  year  ago  another  year  was  added  to  all  liter- 
ary courses,  and  the  College,  having  been  offi- 
cially visited  by  examiners  from  the  University  of 
Chicago  and  the  University  of  Illinois,  is  now 
accredited  with  both  these  institutions,  not  only 
for  entrance,  but  for  advanced  work.  We  are  al- 
so on  the  certificated  list  of  Wellesley  College, 
the  Woman's  College  of  Baltimore,  Oberlin  Col- 
lege, and  Mount  Holyoke  College.  A  letter  from 
Dr.  Butler,  director  of  cooperating  work  of  the 
University  of   Chicago,  says    that   the   report  of 


the  decade.  We  are  now  a  household  word  in 
Illinois,  and  our  reputation  is  beginning  to  reach 
the  farthest  states  of  the  Union.  We  have  a 
few  students  now  from  California,  Texas,  Dako- 
ta, Minnesota,  Colorado,  and  Ohio,  and  a  larger 
number  from  the  states  nearer  our  own.  Every- 
where in  our  Methodism  the  College  is  favorably 
known  as  the  only  school  for  young  women  only 
in  all  the  country  from  Pennsylvania  to  California; 
this  unique  distinction,  combined  with  its  re- 
markable growth,  and  the  solid  character  of  its 
work,  is  attracting  much  attention.  But  the 
very  best  asset  of  a  College  is  its  friends.  After 
twenty  years  of  experience  in  College*  workT  I 
can  express  the  sum  total  of  the  wisdom   I   have 


the  special  examiner  who  visited  our  school  shows 
that  we  are  doing  a  high  grade  of  work. 

In  like  manner  great  advance  has  been  made 
in  the  special  departments.  The  College  of  Music, 
the  School  of  Pine  Arts,  and  the  School  of  Elo- 
cution, have  all  greatly  increased  their  scope  of 
work  and  their  requirements,  and  have  been 
equally  successful  with  the  Literary  College. 
Mention  should  also  be  made  of  the  progress  in 
physical  culture,  the  work  of  the  gymnasium 
and  the  outdoor  exercise,  with  such  excellent  re- 
sults that  one  of  the  best  elements  in  the  reputa- 
tion of  the  College  is  the  robust  and  hearty 
healthiness  of  the  house  students. 

One  of  the  best  assets  of  a  College  is  the 
good  name  it  bears.  I  do  not  think  it  improper 
to  say  that  the  good  report  of  the  Woman's  Col- 
lege has  deepened  and  widened  with  each  year  of 


gained  in  this  single  sentence:  The  first  need  of 
any  College  is  not  money,  or  students,  but 
friends.  And  the  Woman's  College  is  becoming 
rich  in  friends.  The  citizens  of  Jacksonville 
have  been  our  friends,  our  patrons  are  our 
friends,  our  students  are  our  friends.  I  can 
hardly  go  anywhere  without  being  stopped  by 
some  one  who  tells  me  of  a  possible  student.  Al- 
most every  mail  brings  substantial  assurance  of 
friendship  in  one  form  or  another.  Everywhere 
and  in  increasing  numbers  every  year  our  friends 
are  praying  for  us,  and  talking  for  us,  and  send- 
ing us  students,  and  sending-  us  money.  That 
their  prayers  have  been  answered  is  seen  in  our 
remarkable  exemption  from  sickness  and  acci- 
dent, and  how  they  have  succeeded  in  sending  us 
students  is  seen  in  our  continuous  growth. 

What   has   been  done  in  the  way  of  gifts  de- 


COLJLEOE   GREETINOS. 


^f8 


2.  -Bj 


serves  a  special  word.  For  nearly  twenty  years 
up  to  1894  very  few  g-ifts  were  made  to  the  Col- 
lege and  it  looked  as  if  its  friends  had  forgotten 
it.  But  since  1894  there  has  been  a  gradual  re- 
vival of  interest.  The  first  year  only  a  few  hun- 
dred dollars  were  given.  The  next  year  a  little 
more,  and  then  more,  until  a  total  of  $30,000  has 
been  given  in  money,  more  than  S9.000  having 
come  in  during  the  year  just  closing-.  The  gifts 
have  come  from  hundreds  of  donors,  who  send,  as 
opportunity  may  offer,  whatever  they  can,  from 
one  dollar  up.  A  number  are  giving  something' 
every  year,  one  dollar,  or  five,  some  ten,  twenty- 
five,  or  fiifty  dollars.  I  enjoy  visiting  these 
friends   when  I  get  the  opportunitv,  and  then  re- 


and  receiving-  them,  I  have  tried  not  to- fail  in  my 
duty  in  reminding  the  friends  that  they  have  a 
still  better  opportunity  to  help  the  Colleg-e  by  re- 
membering it  in  their  wills.  It  has  always  been 
a  matter  of  astonishment  to  me  that  no  one  ever 
remembered  the  College  in  a  will.  For  fifty  years 
what  were  the  friends  thinking-  about?  I  really 
believe  that  the  remarkable  exemption  from  death 
of  trustees  and  friends  for  the  past  ten  years  has 
been  directly  providential,  and  our  Father  is  let- 
ting us  all  live  until  we  get  interested  enough  to 
make  our  wills  in  favor  of  the  Colleg-e,  or  chang-e 
them  if  we  have  already  made  them  without  such 
provision!  So  teach  us  now  to  number  our  days 
that  we   may  apply  our  hearts    to    this  matter  in 


ceive  the  gift  direct,  or  thev  send  it  by  mail. 
Several  gifts  of  one  hundred,  and  five  hundred, 
have  been  made,  and  six  friends  have  g-iven  one 
thousand  each.  Special  mention  should  be  made 
of  the  g-ift  of  $5,000,  which  was  received  last  Oc- 
tober from  Mrs.  Fannie  B.  Hardtner,  and  her 
daughter,  Mrs.  Blackstock,  of  Springfield,  es- 
tablishing a  scholarship  in  honor  of  the  husband 
and  father,  Dr.  John  Hardtner. 

In  addition  to  these  gifts  we  have  a  few  spe- 
cial friends  who  every  once  in  a  while  surprise  us 
by  another  gift  of  books  to  our  library.  God 
bless  them.  These  unsolicited  gifts  do  our  hearts 
much  good.  You  may  well  believe  that  it  means 
a  good  deal  of  work  to  suggest  and  collect  S30,- 
000.  But  this  discovery  of  friends  has  been  the 
happiest  work  of  my  life. 

While  suggesting  current  g-ifts  to  our  friends 


wisdom!  And  if  any  friends  have  so  made  their 
wills,  how  it  would  cheer  the  heart  of  the  presi- 
dent to  have  a  little  inkling-  of  it  in  strict  confi- 
dence! 

But  I  am  happy  to  record  that  we  have  made     —f-^ 
a  beginning    in    this    direction   also.     A  will  has   J^^Tu 
hp,>r>— H.>'*A:V.anH     the    tp.statnr     is     deceased,  -b-]^ 
which  a  very  valuable    farm  of  160  acres  will  in  a^ 
very  short  time  become  the  property  of  the  "Wom- 
an's  College.     The    remajka'ble    feature    of   this 
gift  is  that    the  •4orntrr,  Hannah  C.  Dever,  of  La- 
con,    111.,    never    saw    the  Woman's    College,  nor 
was  she   ever   in   our   city.     She   was   attracted 
by  the  recent  growth  of  the  school,  and  impress- 
ed by  what  she  read  of   it   in   our  church  papers. 
H-et   father,  Jaipe's   Dever,  eighty  years  ago,  was 
greatly   intei-ested   in   the   education  of   women, 
then  a  very  unpopular  interest,  and    in   his  mem- 


/LCtc^Ai  /-^-^   k^Y-r/-rUr^      Iq 


:ie2 


Colleger  Greetings. 


V 


ory  she  made  this  bequest.  The  name  of  Hannah 
C.  Dever  should  be  held,  by  the  Illinois  Woman's 
College,  in  everlasting-  and  honored  remembrance. 
She  is  the  first  of  a  noble  band.  May  there  be 
many  to  follow  her  example. 

And  now  as  to  the  future.  Surely  a  college 
with  so  encouraging  a  past  and  present  ought  to 
have  a  very  hopeful  future.  I  really  believe  the 
only  limitation  of  that  future  will  be  in  the  fail- 
ure of  its  friends  to  understand  the  signs  of 
the  times.  Too  long  its  friends,  and  es- 
pecially its  trustees,  have  thought  of  it  only  "by 
the  year."  No  college  can  live  long  on  the  one- 
year  policy.  The  most  urgent  suggestion  I  have 
to  make  is — let  your  plans  for  it  take  in  a  long 
sweep  of  time.  Plan  now  for  at  least  ten  years 
more.     And  plan  something  adequate,  something 


suggested     definite   needs   for   half  a  million  of 
dollars.      And  it  can  be  done. 

One  final  word  as  to  how  it  can  be  done.  Sim- 
ply as  we  are  doing  now,  by  securing  more 
friends,  and  by  more  firmly  attaching  those  we 
have.  There  ought  to  be  one  thousand  friends 
giving  annually  to  the  College.  Little  or  much, 
whatever  they  can,  but  some  token  of  remem- 
brance every  year.  And  also,  and  most  emphat- 
ically, there  ought  to  be  an  immediate  remem- 
brance of  the  College  in  the  wills  of  its  friends. 
If  the  trustees  alone  who  expect  to  make  wills 
would  do  this  the  future  of  the  school  would  be 
at  once  assured.  If  all  the  friends  who  really 
love  the  College  would  do  this,  all  its  needs 
would  be  provided  for.  May  I  not  with  some  de- 
gree of  hope,  urge  every  one  who   hears  this  ap- 


VIEW   FROM   THE    SOUTH   WOMAN'S   COLLEGE. 


worthy,  something  in  keeping  with  the  magnifi- 
cent possibilities  of  the  College.  No  trustee 
ever  had  a  finer  opportunity.  No  community 
ever  had  a  better  chance  to  build  a  great  institu- 
tionjthan  Jacksonville  has  in  the  Woman's  College. 
--'''^  I  do  not  believe  we  should  aspire  to  a  much 
larger  school  as  to  numbers,  and  yet,  in  view  of 
the  unique  position  of  the  school  in  Methodism, 
capacity  for  two  hundred  boarding  students 
should  be  provided.  There  should  be  by  all 
means  a  separate  building  for  the  special  depart- 
ments of  Music,  Art,  Elocution,  and  Physical 
Culture.  There  should  be  adequate  provision 
for  heating  and  lighting.  There  should  be  en- 
larged libraries  and  laboratories.  And  there 
should  be  adequate  endowment  to  provide  for 
contingencies   of   sickness  or   accident.     I   have 


peal  to  write  his  will  at  once  remembering  the 
dear  old  College,  or  to  change  his  will  to  this 
effect  if  it  is  already  written  without  such  provi- 
sion. 

As  for  S^  myself,  I  have  loved  the  work  of 
the  past  ten  years.  I  seek  my  Father's  help 
every  day  for  the  responsibilities  it  imposes;  I 
thank  Him  for  the  opportunities  for  unending 
good  that  it  affords,  and  I  pray,  "Lord  if  I  may 
I'll  serve  another  day." 

see 
REUNION  '98. 


The  class  of  '98  held  its  reunion  in  the  his- 
toric little  parlor  where  so  many  pleasant  class 
affairs  has  been  enjoyed  in  the  old  days  when  '98 


College  Greetings. 


i& 


was  a  band  of  happy  students  instead  of  five  year 
old  alumnae. 

The  room  was  decorated  with  the  well  re- 
membered marg'uerites  and  the  health  and  liap- 
iness  of  both  present  and  absent  members  was 
drunken  to  from  the  beautiful  loving'  cup,  Mrs. 
Barker's  gift  to  '98.  Cake  and  ice  cream  was 
served  as  refreshments.  There  was  much  sur- 
prise expressed  at  the  marvelous  growth  of  the 
College  since  the  days  of  '98.  Ten  members  out 
of  seventeen  were  present,  and  class  letters  were 
read  from  the  absent,  containing  bits  of  news 
concerning-  the  g^irls  of  '98. 

Grace  Gillmore  is  first  organist  in  a  large 
church  in  Ithaca,  New  York. 

Nellie  Gillespie  is  Mrs.  Frank  Kilsheimer 
now,  and  is  studying  domestic  science  and  the 
home  training  of  a  little  son. 

Grace  Jess  is  also  the  mother  of  a  little  son. 

Helen  Kennedy  graduated  with  tlie  '03  class 
at  Champaign,  while  Lela  Smith  is  busy  with 
music.  Mabel  Okey  is  also  studying  vocal  music 
in  Chicago,  and  Emma  Kverts  is  teaching  in- 
strumental music. 

Elsie  Laughney  sent  special  greetings  in  a 
very  characteristic  letter  from  Smith  College, 
saying  she  would  be  present  at  the  lOtli  year  re- 
union eveti  if  she  were  in  the  Philippines. 

Those  present  were; 

Maude  Harker,  Mary  Huntley,  Katlierine 
Keating,  Clara  Knollenberg,  Elizabeth  Winter- 
bottom,  Mrs.  Homer  Decker,  Mrs.  Frank  Clark, 
Claire  Stevenson  and  Miss  I^ine. 


ART     EXHIBIT 


'j  HE  Studio  was  the  chief  center  of  attraction 
-*-■  Monday    and   Tuesday    preceding  the 

close  of  school.  Visitors  came  in  large  numbers 
to  inspect  the  work  of  the  year,  and  much  hearty 
praise  was  heard  of  Miss  Knopf's  ability  as  in- 
structor in  the  department.  The  Jou7-nal  oi  June 
2nd  had  this  to  say  of  the  exhibition: 

"The  g-raduates  this  year  are  Misses  Fay 
Dunlap,  Elizabeth  Harker  and  Flora  Lyon,  and 
their  contributions  to  the  exhibit  of  course  form 
an  important  part  of  it,  each  of  the  three  being- 
represented  by  numerous  works. 

The  east  side  of  the  studio  is  devoted  almost 


wholly  to  studies  in  oil  and  water  color  and  the 
subjects  are  of  wide  variety.  There  are  perhaps 
more  studies  from  floral  subjects  than  from  any 
other  class  and  they  are  presented  with  rare  like- 
ness to  nature.  Of  the  floral  subjects,  'Magno- 
lias' in  oil,  a  work  done  by  Miss  Flora  Lyon,  at- 
tracts immediate  notice.  All  the  richness  and 
glory  of  the  flowers  seem  transferred  to  the  can- 
vas, there  is  a  perfectness  of  detail  in  execution 
which  tells  in  no  uncertain  language  of  Miss 
Lyon's  ability.  Another  picture  which  stands 
out  boldly  in  the  collection  is  a  sketch  of  Miss 
Helen  Colean,  done  in  water  color  by  Miss  Eliza- 
beth Harker.  Miss  Colean  was  gowned  for  a 
colonial  party  when  she  posed.  Her  hair  was  in 
accord  with  the  costume  and  she  appear- 
ed a  charming  maid  of  our  early  American  days. 
The  sketch  was  made  in  less  than  two  hours' 
time  and  certainly  indicates  that  Miss  Harker 
excels  as  a  painter  of  portraits  Of  the  various 
studies  from  Miss  Fay  Dunlap's  brush  one  which 
can  hardly  be  described  in  a  newspaper  para- 
graph, probably  is  the  best  work  of  art.  The 
study  includes  a  number  of  ears  of  golden  corn, 
which  are  at  the  side  of  a  large  kettle.  The  sev- 
eral articles  which  compose  the  study  make  it 
one  exceedingly  diflScult  of  execution.  The  col- 
oring too  is  very  difBcult,  as  there  is  great  di- 
versity of  shading,  and  the  whole  shows  Miss 
Dunlap's  grasp  of  her  work  and  an  unusually  ar- 
tistic sense  of  color. 

It  is  noticeable  that  the  exhibit  this  year 
contains  a  larger  number  of  works  in  oil  than  is 
usually  true.  The  collection  of  studies  in  black 
and  white  is  large  and  they  manifest  the  marked 
ability  of  the  intermediate  pupils.  Nearly  all  of 
the  studies  are  from  casts,  although  there  are 
several  excellent  heads  from  life.  In  another 
corner  of  the  studio  is  found  the  display  of  pen 
and  ink  drawings  and  they  are  exceedingly  well 
done. 

The  decorative  work  by  the  children  of  the 
primary  department  is  displayed  at  the  west  side 
of  the  studio  and  the  young  pupils  certainly  give 
reason  to  hope  for  great  things  from  them  in 
coming  days.  Near  this  collection  are  the  paint- 
ings in  oil  and  water  color  from  the  brushes  of 
the  intermediate  pupils,  and  some  of  them  are  so 
capably  finished  as  to  rank  well  with  the  work 
of  graduates.  Mention  of  the  exhibit  is  not  com- 
plete without  reference  to  the  china.  Many  are 
the  handsome  and  beautiful  pieces  displayed  and 
this  part  of  the  exhibit  adds  a  great  deal  to  the 
delicacy  of  the  whole. 

Miss  Knopf  has  good  reason  to  be  proud  of 
the  work  done  by  her  pupils  and  she  will  certain- 
ly share  with  them  the  compliments  the  public  is 
sure  to  pass  on  the  exhibit. 


2.  ^f 


College  Greetings. 


ALUMNAE    REUNION 


To  the  old  student  returning  for  the  com- 
mencement season,  the  chief  event,  of  course,  is 
the  annual  alumnae  reunion.  It  was  held  this 
year  on  Tuesday  afternoon,  from  2:30  until  5:00 
o'clock  in  the  reception  room,  with  the  president, 
Mrs.  Anna  Ewert  Ervin,  '99,  in  the  chair,  and 
Annie  Hinrichsen,  secretary. 

The  exercises  formally  opened  with  prayer 
by  Mrs.  Clara  Rutledge  Rapp,  '74,  after  which 
the  president  in  a  few  words  welcomed  the  in- 
coming class  of  twenty  members,  the  response 
being  given  by  Elizabeth  Harker,  class  president. 

The  customary  greetings  from  the  Academy 
were  brought  by  Maude  Smith  who  beautifully 
referred  to  her  love  for  the  honored  old  Acade- 
my now  about  to  enter  upon  its  new  life  in  con- 
nection with  Illinois  College. 

Olive  Phillippi,  '02,  gave  a  graceful  response 
to  these  sentiments. 

The  annalist's  report  was  then  read  by  Em- 
ma Burnett,  '97,  a  part  of  which  will  be  found 
elsewhere  in  the  Greetings. 

Miss  Burnett  was  under  the  disadvantage  of 
having  to  gather  her  material  together  at  a  few 
weeks'  notice,  the  annalist  elected  the  previous 
June  being  unable  to  serve.  The  report  so  hur- 
ridly  prepared,  was  heard  with  the  close  atten- 
tion always  given  this  feature  of  alumnae  day. 

Mary  Huntley, '98,  very  acceptably  sang  "The 
Spring  is  Come." 

The  alumnae  address  was  to  have  been  given 
by  Mrs.  Mary  Callahan  Mercer,  '79,  who  had  no- 
tified the  association  of  her  acceptance  early  in 
February,  but  almost  at  the  last  moment  she  was 
prevented  from  coming  by  illness. 

Mrs.  Ella  Yates  Orr,  '67,  was  called  upon  in 
the  emergency  and  asked  to  give  the  same  ad- 
dress she  had  given  at  the  National  Suffrage 
Convention  which  met  in  Jacksonville  earlier  in 
the  year.  The  subject  was  -'Anna  Ella  Carroll, 
the  Silent  Member  of  Lincoln's  Cabinet,"  and  it 
had  received  high  praise  then,  many  thinking 
that  it  should  have  been  permanently  preserved 
in  pamphlet  form. 

The  paper  fully  measured  up  to  all  that  was 
expected  of  it,  being  a  clear,  forceful,  and  most 
persuasive  presentation  of  a  subject,  new  to  al- 
most every  one  who  listened,  and  full  of  dramatic 
interest. 

At  the  conclusion  of  the  address  Mrs.  Lillian 


Stice,  '00,  gave  the  Rigoletto  Fantasie  by  Verdi- 
Liszt,  in  a  very  pleasing  manner. 

In  the  business  meeting  which  followed,  re- 
ports were  heard  from  the  secretary,  treasurer 
and  secretary  of  the  Students'  Aid  Association. 

The  dues  received  in  response  to  the  circu- 
lars sent  out  to  non-resident  members  of  the  al- 
umnae resulted  in  quite  an  appreciable  gain  to 
the  amount  in  the  treasury,  and  it  was  voted  to 
appropriate  $50.00  to  the  Student's  Aid  Fund, 
now  in  the  hands  of  Treasurer  Orear,  and  which 
will  probably  be  put  into  use  next  fall  for  the 
aid  of  some  student. 

Mercy  Jackson,  '69,  was  elected  president  of 
this  department  in  place  of  Mrs.  Marietta  Math- 
ers Rowe,  '75,  resigning,  the  other  officers  re- 
maining the  same. 

The  vote  for  trustees  resulted  in  the  choice 
of  Mrs,  Belle  Short  Lambert,  '73,  and  Miss  Pe- 
gram,   '67. 

Associate  members  of  the  association  were 
elected  as  follows: 

Mrs.  Helen  Wadsworth  Yates. 

Mrs.  Lulu  Johnson  Elliott. 

Mrs.  Bessie>DeLeuw. 

Mrs.  Marion  Grierson^Capps. 

Mrs.  Virginia  Rutledge  Soliday. 

Mrs.  May  Weagley  Hockenhull. 

Mrs.  Lucy  Randle  Allen.. 

All  of  them  have  been  students  in  the  in- 
stitution. 

Mrs.  Henry  T.  Rainey,  Mrs.  Eloise  Griffith 
Pitner,  and  Miss  Katherine  Dickens  Cole  were 
elected  to  honory  membership. 

The  officers  chosen  for  the  ensuing  year  were: 

President — Mrs. Belle  Paxton  Drury,  '63. 

1st  Vice-President — Emma  Burnett,  '97. 

2d  V-Pres— Mrs.  Minerva  Dunlap  Scott,  '52. 

Recording  Secretary — Elsie  Layman,  '99. 

Cor.  Sec'y— Mrs.  Kate  McElfresh  Blair,  '84. 

Treasurer — Alice  E.  Turley,  '77. 

The  afternoon  was  brought  to  a  pleasant 
close  with  cream  and  cake  served  by  the  young- 
er members  under  the  direction  of  Maude  Bar- 
ker, '98,  and  Mrs.  Ella  McDonald  Brackett,  '80, 
who  so  nicely  planned  the  social  part  of  the  af- 
fair. 


THE  REUNION  OF  '02, 


Although  the  skies  poured  forth  a  drenching 


COLLEOE    GREETINOS. 


^^ 


flood,  fifteen  of  '02's  twenty-five  members  as- 
sembled in  the  elocution  room  at  11  o'clock  a.  m., 
June  3d.  The  genial  Miss  Cole  welcomed  all 
with  the  well  remembered  "Come  in,  children," 
and  in  they  came,  the  dear,  old, jolly  crowd  of  '02. 

Part  of  the  number  set  to  work  making-  sand- 
wiches and  hulling  strawberries,  while  others 
draped  the  red  and  white  above  the  long  table. 
All  the  while  there  was  a  great  buzz  of  chatter- 
ing tongues,  such  fragments  as  these  coming  to 
the  surface: 

"And  Gertrude  isn't  coming!" 

"What  a  shame!" 

"May  Onken  going  tooV" 

"Anybody  else?" 

"It's  so  good  to  see  you!" 

At  last  everything  was  ready  and  all  the  ex- 
pected guests  present  except  Rifena.  The  rest 
waited  a  few  moments  and  as  she  entered  the 
door  there  was  quite  a  lively  clapping  of  hands 
in  her  honor,  and  then  the  reunion  began  in 
earnest. 

No  one  kept  account  of  the  flying  time  and 
the  dashing  rain.  They  sang  the  '02  song-  and 
gave  the  yell  with  the  old  time  zeal.  It  was  good 
to  find  one's  self  touching  elbows  with  the  girl 
whose  back  hair  had  been  your  delight  and  her 
torment  irl  the  psychology  class  of  a  year  ago. 
But  it  seemed  a  little  strange  that  on  her  left 
hand — but  of  course  such  things  do  happen  "out 
in  the  big  wide  world." 

Toasts  were  drunk  to  Miss  Cole,  Miss  Math- 
ers and  others.  Owing  to  the  remarkable  matri- 
monial record  of  the  class  there  was  a  deal  of 
lively  speculation  and  banter  in  which  every- 
body received  a  due  share  and  some  rather  more 
than  was  due.  The  impressible  scribbler  of  the 
class  arose  at  the  close  of  the  feast  and  produc- 
ing a  chunky  manuscript  read  in  verse  how 
Father  Time  had  appeared  in  a  vision  before  her 
and  revealed  the  fortunes  the  past  year  had 
brought  to  the  several  members  of  1902.  As  the 
remarks  of  the  gentleman  of  the  scythe  and  sand 
glass  were  of  a  very  personal  nature,  we  refrain 
from  giving  them  entire,  but  will  only  quote 
the  last  few  lines: 

"O,  blessings  on   old    1902,    the   class   of   spirits 

warm. 
And  blessings  on  our  faculty,  who  kept  us  out  of 

harm; 
And  blessings   on   our   K.  D.  C,  sweet,  womanly 

and  true, 
But  blessings   first  for  Gertrude   T.,  the  pride  of 

1902." 


"She  lead  us  over  battlefields,  where  junior  bolts 

fell  fast; 
She  counselled  us  in  hours  of  peace,  we  loved  her 

to  the  last; 
We  found    her   true  to  every  trust  and  they  were 

not  a  few, 
We  give  to   her   the   laurel   crown,   the   best  of 

1902." 


THE  YEAR'S  RECORD 


To  Mrs.  Helen  Digby  Davis, '93,  of  Marquette, 
Mich.,  July  30th,  twin  daughters,  Isabelle  Lenore 
and  Helen  May 

To  Mrs.  Katherine  McElfresh  Blair,  '84,  of 
Barry,  Dec.  27th,  a  daughter,  Marion  Stover. 

To  Mrs.  Martha  Blackburn  Glasgow,  '94,  of 
the  city,  Feb.  4th,  a  son. 

To  Mrs. Edna  Sibert  Thomas,Dallas,Tx.,son. 

To  Mrs.  Madge  Balch  Johnson,  '97,  of  Mat- 
toon,  May  26th,  a  son. 

To  Mrs.  Elizabeth  Layton  DeMary,  '93,  of 
Boise  City,  Idaho,  a  daughter. 

To  Mrs.  Margaret  Lane  Anthony,  '85,  of  Eos 
Ansreles,  Cal.,  a  son. 


MARRIAGES. 

Nellie  Cole  Danely,  '94,  to  Albert  Sidney 
Brooker,  of  Ouincy,  111. 

Edna  McFadden  to  Dr.  Emil  Richard  Zang- 
lein  of  Streater,  111.,  Nov.  25th. 

Pay  Duckels  to  W.  A.  Hoblitt,  April  21st.  at 
Carlinville. 

Louise  Hatch  to  Henry  Goebel,  city,  Apr.  2d. 

Linda  Boyce  Layton, '97,  to  Dr.  Albert  Trapp 
of  Boise  City,  Idaho. 

Mabel  Perley  to  Albert  L.  Porter,  of  Chicago, 
Jan.  29th. 

Leola  Martin  to  Dr.  Harry  White,  of  Hume, 
111.,  March  1st. 

Jessie  Achenbach,  '02,  to  Zeno  Carnutt,  Jan- 
uary 15th. 

Daisy  Rawlings,  '02,  to  Le  Roy  Stimpson,  of 
DeGraff,  Kan.,  Nov.  26th. 

Ora  E.  Chrisman,  ex-'96,  to  Dr.  Chas.  Grant 
Bacon,  of  Newman,  111.,  Nov.  12th. 

Ida  Evelyn  Hamilton,  '94,  to  Orvey  William- 
son, of  Barry,  Oct.  29th. 

Lillian  Murdock  Campbell,  to  James  Garfield 
Dinwiddle,  city,  Nov.  13th. 

Maude  Orr,  '94,  to  Edgar  Pendleton,  of  Mt. 
Sterling,  111.,  in  April. 

Josephine  Correll,  '02,  to  Albert  Fletcher,  of 
Buffalo,  111.,  in  February. 

Mary  Margaret  Balch,  '97,  to  Sidney  Johnson 
of  Mattoon,  June  28th,  1902. 

Sada  Vertrees,  '99,  to  Dr.  Walter  Kennedy, 
of  St.  Louis,  Mo.,  in  April. 

Matie  Welden  to  Frank  Clark,  of  the  Philip- 
pines, in  February. 


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College  Greetings. 


Bertha  Alice  Joy,  '97,  to  John  Schmink,  of 
Jennings,  La.,  June  26th. 

Maude  Moore, '02, to  Dr.  Albt.Martin,St.Louis. 

Other  marriages  have  been  those  of  Clara 
Morton  Welch,  96,  Irma  Marshall,  '01,  Louise  El- 
lis, '98,  and  Myrtle  Harbour,  '94. 

Dora  Scott. '01,  to  Olen  Cannon,  city,  Jun. 23. 

Nelle  Clarke,  '99,  to  David  Franklin  Hill,  of 
Boston,  Mass..  June  18th. 

Fannie  Marie  Onken,  '02,  to  Samuel  Edgar 
Watkins,  of  Petersburg,  June  24th. 

Lena  Rivers  Thompson,  to  Herbert  A.  Her- 
sey,  of  Boston,  Mass. ,  June  24th. 

The  reception  room  at  the  College  was  the 
scene  of  a  very  pretty  v?eddingat  high  noon,  June 
17th.  The  participants  were  tlie  president's 
daughter,  Maude,  class  of  '98,  and  Albert  Cald- 
well Metcalf.  White  canvas  edged  with  green  was 
laid  the  length  of  the  room  ending  in  a  square  of 
white  in  front  of  the  mantel  transformed  into  a 
bower  of  white  and  green  with  a  marriage  bell 
in  the  center.  As  Mrs.  Stead  played  the  wedding 
march  the  bride's  two  little  brothers  came  in 
bearing  white  ribbons  and  down  the  improvised 
aisle  of  white  came  the  wedding  party,  the  bride 
clad  all  in  white  with  flowing  veil,  attended  by 
her  sisters.  Mr.  Metcalf  had  for  his  best  man 
Albert  Johnson  of  Kewanee.  President  Harker 
performed  the  ceremony,  using  the  beautiful 
ring  service.  After  the  congratulations,  a  course 
dinner  was  served,  the  dining  room  being  deco- 
rated in  marguerites,  the  same  flower  adorning 
the  place  cards.  Then  in  a  few  fitly  chosen 
words  Elizabeth  Winterbottom,  in  behalf  of  the 
class  of  '98,  presented  to  the  bride  and  groom  the 
loving  cup  which  Mrs.  Harker  had  given  the  class 
five  years  previous  and  which  had  figured  many 
times  since  at  '98's  reunions.  They  arose  and 
each  drank  from  the  treasured  cup  which  next 
went  the  rounds  of  the  bridal  party,  after  which 
President  Harker  proposed  the  health  of  the 
bride  which  was  drunk  most  heartily  by  all  the 
guests  present.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Metcalf  left  on  the 
afternoon  train  for  their  home  in  Kewanee. 

DEATHS. 

Mrs.  May  Kenyon  Fouche,  '98,  of  Petersburg. 

Mrs.  Sophie  Naylor  Grubb,  '52,Chanute,  Kan. 

Mrs.  Mattie  Lauing  Smith, '90,  of  Petersburg. 

The  husband  of  Mrs.  Aline  Stevens  Daven- 
port, '9L  of  St.  Louis. 

The  little  daughter  of  Mrs.  Jessie  Browning 
Stone,  '94,  of  Mason  City. 

June  24th,  Ethel  Reed,  a  student  in  her  fresh- 
man year,  of  cerebral  hemorrhage. 

Little  John  Mathers  of  the  primary  depart- 
ment, of  diphtheria. 

The  Record=  Herald  contains  the  following: 

Esther  Caldwell  Finley,  died  June  8,  at  Sim- 
nasho.  Ore.  Miss  Finley  had  been  a  teacher  for 
six  years  in  the  Woman's  College,  Jacksonville, 
111.,  and  a  member  of  the  faculty  of  the  Southern 
Illinois  University  fourteen  years.  During-  the 
past  five  years  she  had  been  in  the  deaconess'  work 
of  the  church  in  Pueblo,  Col., and  Spokane,  Wash. 


;_  -  OBITUARY. 

In  March  occurred  the  death  of  Rev.  Asa  S. 
McCoy,  third  president  of  the  College  at  Pueblo. 
The  following  is  from  his  life-long  friend.  Rev. 
G.  R.  S.  McElfresh: 

"Rev.  A  S.  McCoy,  who  lately  died  in  Pueblo, 
Colo.,  was  born  in  Ohio,  where  he  was  reared  and 
educated.  He  was  graduated  from  Marietta  Col- 
lege in  1849.  He  soon  after  entered  the  ministry 
and  coming  to  Illinois  most  of  his  ministerial  life 
was  spent  in  the  Illinois  Conference.  Prom  the 
start  he  took  high  rank,  filling  some  of  the  most 
important  appointments,  such  as  Ouincy,  Carlin- 
ville,  Charleston,  Urbana  three  Times,  Waverly 
three  times,  and  Jacksonville  Centenary.  He  was 
presiding  elder  of  the  Griggsville  District  one 
term^^Jji_J.S^  he  was  called  to  the  presidency  of 
^^he-'Woman's  College,  serving  two  years.  I  am 
./'ri^pt  aware  that  any  unusual  development  charac- 
terized his  administration.  He  certainly  brought 
to  the  position  such  qualifications  of  head  and 
heart  as  made  failure  impossible.  The  College 
during  his  administration  lost  nothing  of  its  use- 
fulness and  popularity  as  a  school  for  young 
women.  He  was  kind  to  the  students,  ever  con- 
siderate of  their  welfare,  not  only  their  intellect- 
ual training,  but  also  carefully  looking  after  all 
their  interests,  temporal  and  spiritual.  He  pos- 
sessed a  rare  aptitude  for  teaching.  He  was  al- 
ways a  teacher  whether  in  the  class  room  or  the 
pulpit.  No  one  ever  heard  him  preach  without 
getting  some  new  thouglits  presented  in  a  strik- 
ing way.  He  was  evidently  an  original  thinker, 
and  did  not  deal  very  much  in  second-hand  ma- 
terial. His  sermons  were  interesting  and  profit- 
able for  two  reasons.  One  was,  they  were  in- 
structive, and  the  other  was,  they  were  deeply 
spiritual.  He  was  a  deeply  spiritual  man.  He 
carried  with  him  an  atmosphere  of  unquestioned 
piety.  He  lived  as  one  who  -dwells  in  the  secret 
place  of  the  Most  High,  and  abides  under  the 
shadow  of  the  Almighty.'  He  possessed  many 
excellent  personal  qualities.  One  was  his  ardent 
attachment  to  his  friends.  He  was  a  man  of  a 
most  affectionate  disposition,  and  when  once  he 
formed  a  friendship  he  held  on  to  it  with  'hooks 
of  steel.'  I  esteem  it  an  honor  and  privileg'e  that 
he  included  me  in  the  list  of  his  intimate  friends. 
For  several  years  we  kept  up  an  occasional  cor- 
respondence, and  his  communications  were  verit- 
able love-letters,  showing  his  warmth  of  affection 
for  old  time  friends.  His  death  bed  was  a  scene 
of  holy  triumph.  It  was  like  the  ante-chamber 
to  glory.  He  said:  'I  want  you  to  know  that 
Christ  does  not  disappoint  me.  My  soul  is  flood- 
ed with  His  peace.'  His  remains  were  broug"ht 
to  Jacksonville  for  interment,  and  certainly  there 
was  special  fitness  in  holding"  a  memorial  service 
in  the  chapel  of  the  College  he  served  so  faith- 
fully forty-six  years  before,  and  from  which  he 
was  taken  to  his  last  resting  place."