The DIALETTE is the official news
paper of Montreal College, and is published
monthly by the Staff of Student Publica
tions. Its purpose is to give the student a
fair and unprejudiced view of campus life.
EXECUTIVE STAFF
Leta Miller
Asst. Editor Janet Ruth Smith
Business Manager Sarah Jackson
Advertising Manager Mary Williams
EDITORIAL STAFF
Feature Editor Mary Ruth Marshall
News Editor Chappell Mikell
Reporter Frances Thorne
Sports Editor Catherine Harper
Art and Publicity Heide Funke
Sponsor Miss Elizabeth Maxwell
Senior
In the spring, we proudly watched our
freshman class representative, Ruth Rozier,
a pretty blond from South Carolina, march
across Anderson Lawn in the May Court
procession.
The next year we returned to Montreal
as sophomores, feeling a little superior in
our newly-elected positions to the incom
ing freshmen who did not know every
thing as WE did. We lived in Hower
ton Hall this year and revelled in the
large rooms of the new building. This
year, Helen Duke was our president and
Miss Maxwell was chosen as our sponsor.
Our main responsibility for this year
was the Christmas party. The morning
Class Poem
We, the Seniors of ’53,
Have a wonderful tale to tell to t ee.
A tale of several pairs of feet
That have walked the paths of dear
Montreal.
As Freshmen the feet were light and gay
And danced and tripped along the way-
Hikes and parties, games and classes;
fair lasses!
NOTHING
parties,
daunted
these
o As the second year came into view,
of this event we spent hours in Hower- And the paths to the feet were no longe
Class Hislory
September 6, 1949, thirty-nine awe
stricken freshmen entered the gates of
Montreat College to begin a new career.
For some, it was a day of anxiety, for
others it was a day of excitement and
anticipation, but for all, this day was the
beginning of a new experience. Not even
the heavy clouds and drizzling rain could
dampen this feeling of independence and
adventure, for we could now speak of
ourselves as “College women”. We im
mediately began getting settled and started
“fixing up” our rooms in College Hall
and Fellowship.
After the weeks of orientation, we felt
a little more at home and with some
confidence began using the terms “Board,
Council, and Cabinet”, hoping that on
at least the second try we would get these
elusive names correctly placed. We felt
that we had mastered at least part of
the handbook and we hoped that the part
that had escaped us would not be needed.
Our first step forward in this fresh
man year was to elect a class sponsor
and a class president. Miss Smith was
chosen as our faculty advisor and Sarah
Ann Sherman, a vivacious Alabamian, was
elected to lead our class.
Our first chance to prove our worth
was in giving the Thanksgiving Banquet.
The dining room was resplendent in com
shocks, pumpkins, and pilgrim waitresses.
We were quite proud of our contribution
to this traditional day.
We then receded from the limelight,
giving our time to those bewildering and
absorbing duties of exams, until our
Fresman Talent Show. This was held at
Easter when we showed the world AND
the upper classmen the various talents
that their “little sisters” po.ssessed.
ton Rec Room tying “trees” on chairbacks
for our Winter Wonderland. Rudolph
the Red-Nosed Reindeer made his appear
ance, and, with the help of five other
reindeer, Santa Claus was pulled into our
forest on his sleigh.
This year, Nancy Armistead, a day stu
dent, represented the sophomore class in
the May Court.
Our junior year, we returned to Mon
treal to settle in*o our work a little more
seriously, for we suddenly realized that
we had only one more year! Pat Williams
was elected as our president and Miss
Maxwell was re-elected sponsor.
Our important work for this year was
giving the Junior-Senior Banquet. We set
about making our plans for this, deter
mining to give the VERY BEST Junior-
Senior that had ever been given or ever
would be given. We cut down trees from
the mountains, borrowed grassrugs, cap
tured a cloud from the sky, and imported
fairies who danced in the candle light.
new, .,
The feet slowed down to a calmer ga>
Seriousness caused it. (also weig
As juniors the steps were slower yet.
Slowed by a life that each one set
To a schedule just bursting out t e
seams—
Classes and trips, and clubs and tea
The Senior year has at times seen
stagger.
Perhaps a stumble—but always a j
We’re proud! Shall I tell you of w
we are proud? ,,
Proclaim it in accents clear and lou
We’re proud of our school; as proud
can be! g
Here in this place we have learned o
That God can work in the hearts o lu
And guide our lives by His mighty s
We’re proud of our teachers, who by
their lives .
Have set an example to which each s ri
jiave sei an example lo winv,, ,
Jolene Parks, who was transformed into we’re proud of the things we’ve learned
a fairy queen, waved her sparkling wand
and changed the forest into a place of
magic. We felt that we really had
reached our objective after this banquet.
Our May Court representative for this
year was Mary Ann Smoak.
Our Senior year found us with a new
feeling of responsibility, for now WE
were the leaders of our school. As our
president for this year, we chose Colleen
Story. Once more the Thanksgiving Ban
quet was ours to sponsor. “George” and
“Matilda”, our department store manne
quins, represented our Pilgrim ancestors.
Mary Ann Smoak as May Queen and
Jolene Parks as senior representative
graced the May Court.
Now the time is drawing near for grad
uation. But before this final ceremony,
the Senior Class will present “The Heiress”',
a two-act drama, under the direction of
from them ,,
That didn’t come out of the textbooks
trim.
We’re proud of the things that we
learned, . gg
The things accomplished, the pr^
earned.
So ends this story of college days,
The feet now leave for far-flung
Helen Duke
our sponsor, Mr. Green. This is a
title for each of us, for we are md
heiresses of the gifts of rpijese
gifts of strength, beauty, and truth.
qualities have been instilled in us y
school and now they are ours o
and further develop in the servic
our Lord.
Class Historian,
Patricia Willianis.
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