THEHILLTOP, MARS HILLCOLLEGE, MA R S H 1 L L, N. C.
UNCLE CHARLIE. THOU LIVEST
Entered at the PostofRce, Mars Hill, N. C., as Second Class Matter,
February 20, 1926.
Member North Carolina Collegiate Press Association.
J. A. McLEOD
__W. C. CAPEL
JAMES BALEY, JR.
...-DE FORREST HASTY
-ELLEN ROYAL JONES
A. B. PARKER
D. L. STEWART
Quickened, I turn me to my task.
With grief-born joy I sing; j'
For in my heart he dwells alway
In Love’s eternal spring. j
I cannot say, and I will not say
That he is dead. He is just away.;
With a cheery smile and a wave
He has wandered into the unka
And left us dreaming how very^
It needs must be, since he lu^
MADELINE MAY, JAMES CHERRY, WILLIAM
CAPEL, PEARLE JUSTICE, THERON KING
, The title of this article will doubtless make it very conspicuous, and by
this means, it is hoped, the eyes of the offenders may be caught. The phase
of campus life that it is to discuss might profitably be announced now so
that the readers may know what they are perusing. It is obvious that cer
tain members of the Mars Hill student body are ocntamlnated with that
acute disease called “Hydrophobia," and it is the mission of this article to
inquire into the seriousness of the cases and see if the patients have a per
Now, getting back to the subject announced in the beginning, let us first
attack the cause of the disease. I have noticed invariably that these ani
mals—for animals they must be—^are subject to pitiful and heartrending
screams immediately after every meal. They perch themselves in the middle
of the campus, and there scream and babble and slobber and foam at the
mouth! Deafening screams! Raving maniacs! Would that they could regain
sense even horse sense, for that is better than none—and be human beings
once again. I’m sure that the entire student body extends its sympathy to
these patients, and science will not rest until they are cured. For the Lord
knows, everyone wants them cured, even for their sakes. From the above
diagnosis, leading scientists of Mars Hill declare that the disease is caused
by loss of equilibrium, that is, the weight of the head does not balance the
weight of the body, thus leaving them in a dazed condition.
Now. in considering the cure for this horrible disease, it is feared that
^e trend toward nature has lasted so long that the patients are incurable.
But, O Despair! O Hope! O Deplorable Race! Let us consult the oracles,
the sun and the moon and the stars! Let us do all that is within our power,
for if this disease is not very soon cured, we may conclude that old intelli
gent is dead; modern ignorance has killed him. Then “Tears! idle tears!
(To Charles W. Roper of South Carolina, a beloved leadw in
social, literary, and religious activities, member of the Class
of 1928, who died last Easter, six weeks before his gradua
Did someone ask who never knew him?
O Easter Hope, answer those who loved him,
“Uncle Charlie, thou art near,
Death’s no master;
O Eternity, thou art here.
Hear the glad chorus from the dear old Hill,
He liveil he lives! he lives!
How truly Easter’s triumphant dawning
Symbolizes Uncle Charlie’s final conquering;
Dying daily, he taught me to live.
O Spirit of His, thou art living still,
O Comfort, speak of loved ones dear,
“Because 1 live, ye shall live.”
Purple mountain grandeur, happy violets—all Nature sings.
He lives! he lives! he lives!
Shall I not hear anew his life’s true message?
“Life abundant” Christ offers me, as him.
O Little Mountain, Uncle Charlie’s altar.
Bid my spirit kneel today
O God, Mars Hill pleads for men like Roper.
Let him live again in me, I pray.
Live, Christ, in us that our lives may proclaim.
He lives! He lives! He lives!
—One of the many whom he helped to live.
More About the
The Endowment! The Endovnujirl
What is the endowment?
students have followed every
that has been taken toward thdiis
dowment fund, and as yet the t
not know what it is. ev
The endowment is a sum of rai-re
that is invested in the name oi on
school and the interest comes U
school to pay the expenses. The T1
mediate need of Mars Hill Collq on
additional endowment of $76,0>d:
meet the requirements of the
ern Association of Colleges. The
manent need of Mars Hill Collej
an endowment great enough to
Mrs. Moore, the bursar, a dij F
peace, a day in which she wi nd
able to meet the expneses of ]
Hill College with no embarraa^'
to her or others.
This day appears to be in
when we consider the interest
has been taken so far in Man
College endowment by the sti^ ^
and the alumni, as well as those
have been faithful to the instil
from the beginning. We of the
dent body owe those who come is.
aid us and the institution, in.
Em Lonesome for You
The flowers are blooming; the birds are singing; spring is here, and with
spring comes tennis. Somehow the tennis fever just worries a fellow to
death until he patronizes the tennis courts which, incidentally. Mars Hill
fails to have, i. e., a sufficient number. The boys especaily are forced to
wait long periods and play short ones, unless they are lucky enough to
win out.. Challenges are so numerous that many other boys fail to play
tennis because they become disgusted at waiting.
Mars Hill has a few courts, but even these few are not in condition for
playing. If all the tennis courts which have been left unfinished were fin
ished ahd put into good shape, tennis conditions on the campus would be
much better. Furthermore, after the courts are in good shape, only those
wearing tennis shoes should be permitted on them, in order to keep them
Why not form a tennis club and with the dues keep the courts in shape
and equip them well? Perhaps only those who were members of this club
would be permitted to play on a certain court or courts which the club
money had equipped. Would this not create an interest in tennis? Would
this not aid in making our courts better? This is merely a suggestion.
Think about it; and while you are thinking, think a little thought about an
intercollegiate tennis team. Numerous colleges smaller than Mars Hill have
intercollegiate tennis teams. It would require practically no expenditure
for equipment. Several oclleges, as the writer knows from experience, would
gladly play us. Why not give it a trial?
When the mellow moon shines
Through the tall darksome pines.
And the mocker sings free
In the old apple tree.
I’m lonesome for you.
When the brook trickles down
Through the grassy-green ground.
And the noon-hour draws near
With its rest and its cheer,
I’m lonesome for you.
In the sweet month of May,
When the spring-breezes play
O’er the old waterfalls
Where the mocking bird calls,
I’m lonesome for you.
A miracle hath come upon the land.
The tall trees stand
And lift their eyes to the dear face
“If a man die, then shall he live
Christ’s love lights up the winding
ways of men.
The light is on the hills; the night
“I am the resurrection,” Jesus said
The daffodils have slipped their buds.
The ice-bound brook runs free;
I cannot say that he returns—
He never went from me.
When sweet spring and her train
Bring the old scenes again.
And the earth puts on life.
Will you be my—Sweetheart?
I’m lonesome for you.
There came no winter to my life.
But strange, new sense of grrace,
Though oft I yearned his tender
The comfort of his face.
time of need, our everlasting
Those who come from the rd p
hills and the level country hi fg
longing in their hearts for whs
finds here. But we must all j.g
that there is a spirit at Mari
College that has been estabU
and when this spirit gets hold j.
person it fills him with enthui.Qi
for knowledge and for higher q
This spirit may be given to
through a larger college. A i g
college may be realized by the)on
csts of you and me in Mars Hil(icl
lege in later years. May thc^
Hill College Spirit get hold of u trl
our pocketbooks and keep a .«a(
hold on us always. —Sam R
MINISTERIAL GROUP ME^ill
(Continued from Page l)|e
Mine.” Those taking part in th^n,
cussion were as follows:
His Will,” Mr. Abrams; “Kn«oi
His Will,” Mr. Brooks; “Lovinj r
Will,” Mr. Bridges; “Doinglie
Will,” Mr. Barnett. r
Following this program, the p
ference entered the business s^2
and a program committee wi al
pointed consisting of the pre(?s
and the group captains. The meil
was dismissed with prayer h;
Wells, after a closing song. Jp
Sing a Song
What Has Happened to the Swimming Pool?
From all appearances, the swimming pool has petered out. All efforts
to raise money have evidently stopped. Students are talking every day of
withdrawing, their contributions. The fund will decrease rather than in
crease if something isn’t done and done quickly. As the saying goes, noth
ing stands still. It must be either going up or coming down. Are we going
to let the swimming pool fund increase or decrease? Those who haven’t
contributed should do so at once and those who have contributed, but who
can contribute more, should do so, too. Perhaps it isn’t too late yet to
finish the pool before commencement, and now is the time we need a pool
Don’t forget to sing your song
When the world seems going wrong;
It will help you on the way
If you sing your song each day.
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You may help some weaker one.
Feeling that he’s almost done.
Feeling all around is sad
And that none are gay and glad.
Despite the prevailing opinion on the campus that we shall have spring
holidays, it seems that this is impossible now. The main argument advanced
against spring holidays is that it isn’t in the catalogue. It certainly would
be a shame to do anything that isn’t in the catalogue. Well, we are generous.
We can at least speak a word for next year’s Mars Hillians. We can ap
peal for a change in the catalogue to prepare for spring holidays. Why
not plan to have htem? It isn’t especially a surprise, although that wuold
have come in handy for us poor sufferers this year. Well, anyway, the cat
alogue needs changing to provide for spring holidays; so next year this ex
cuse cannot be made.
If you sing your good old song.
It will help you out of wrong.
It will keep your steps aright
On the path that leads to light.
Remember Mother with a Drug Store Gij[
Life is built from day to day;
What you do and what you say
Builds your life up true and strong;
’Twill be easy with a song.
When you sleep beneath the clay
Passers-by will always say:
“Life was good with him along.
For he always sang a song.”
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