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the hilltop, mars hill college, mars HILL.N. C.
Entered at the Postoffice. Mars Hill. N. C.. as Second Class Matter.
February 20. 1926.
Member North Carolina Collegiate Pre»» Asiociation.
STAFF
W. C. CAPEL,
Editor
PEARLE JUSTICE, .
Associate Editor
EteFOREST HASTY,
Associate Editor
PEARLE JUSTICE, _
Society
\MES CHERRY and
H. E. YARBOURGH,
Athletic
L. STEWART,
Poetry
lACK MOORE,
Alumni
MANAGERIAL
A. B. PARKER
THOMAS L. DYSARD.
FRANK DALE
JAMES CHERRY-
—Business Manager
-Assistant Business Manager
Circulation Manager
Exchange Manager
Frank Dale
REPORTORIAL
Boyd Brown Ray Tolbert Sam Rich
After Eleven Years
The signing of the armistice eleven years ago brought un
known happiness to the minds and hearts of millions of people
The preceding years of strife and turmoil had made destitute
numbers of homes, had made many friendless and without fam
ily. The treaty meant much then. Does it mean as much now?
We were eager to accept any plan then that guaranteed safety
to the people, for strife had been our lot for several years. As a
whole, do the people realize the meaning of the treaty, and do
they feel the individual responsibility they have for maintaining
peace? If not, then it is the duty of each of us to inform our
selves on many things. World peace is a thing that has been
sought for by every civilized nation. Until world peace is sought
after and attained, parts of the world will yet be in a semi-bar-
barious state.
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The Question of Clubs
On our campus there are three learned clubs. I think they
are of great value to the college, though not in the way they
exist at present. When I say exist I mean just that. In my esti
mation they are doing well to keep alive. Under the strict rules
it is almost impossible for them to have enough members to form
a club of any kind. For instance, the Scribleris Club now has
four student members and nine from the faculty. Is this what
you would call a club? The other clubs set forth about the same
conditions. There is much knowledge to be gained from the bi
monthly meetings of these organizations. Scores of students
are eager to grasp this knowledge, but they are deprived of the
privilege, just because they cannot make an A on each subject
they are taking. Why not accept a plan similar to this: Let
those who fill certain requirements become members of depart
mental clubs. Then take those who are capable of making A on
all their work and form one club of honor. This would be a goal
which everyone would strive to reach. Let s think about this ser
iously and make conditions such as to let more students get the
benefit of club work. —D. A. H.
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founders of our nation and our col
lege, to give thanks for life and the
fullness thereof.
Let us consider the question of
holidays. We are prone to want too
many. Yet a rest now and then is
helpful both to teachers and stu
dents. One reason sugegsted as to
why we don’t get more days at
Thanksgiving is that a few students
could not possibly go home and get
back in time for the following Mon
day classes. Then why in name of
Socrates don’t we get more for
Christmas? As it is now proposed we
(those who live close by) only have
time enough to go home and say,
“Here we are; goodbye.”
Shall this year be a repeater of
last year? Let us hope not. Prov
idence stepped in last year and gave
us a lengthened vacation.
Those who are away from home
the first time feel that six days—de
ducting four days in traveling to and
from home—are not enough to make
up for the energy spent in school
during the fall months. We who are
more hardened feel a longing for the
home folks and others. We know that
the days spent at home are profit
able. We return to our school with
a song on our lips and a greater de
sire to succeed.
Is there no way for us to get a few
more days at Yuletide? It seems that
some one has erred in making out the
calendar for this year. “To err is
human.” But why twice? Can we
not profit by our mistakes? In prin
ciple we can copy the colored man
who was asked whose fault it was if
the mule kicked him. His logical re
ply was, “The first time it is the
mule’s fault; the second time it is
mine.”
One who would appreciate action
on this important matter,
Boyd Brown.
Wonder if he’s fighting now.
What he’s done an’ where he’s been;
He’ll come out on top, somehow—
Slif 1, knit 2, ptri 14.
—Jessie Pope.
Non-Combatant
Before one drop of angry blood was shed
I was sore hurt and beaten to my knee;
Before one fighting man reeled back
and died
The War-Lords struck at me
They struck me down—an idle, useless
mouth.
As cumbrous—nay, more cumbrous
than the dead.
With life and heart afire to give and give
1 take a dole instead.
With life and heart afire to give and give
I take and eat the bread of charity.
In all the length of all this eager land
No man has need of me.
That is my hurt—my burning, beating
wound;
That is the spear-thrust driven thru
my pride!
What aimless hands, and moutli tliat
must be fed,
I w'ait and stand aside.
Let me endure it, then, with stiffened
lip:
1, even I, have suffered in the strife!
Let me endure it then—I give my pride
Where others give a life.
—Cicely Hamilton
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Till the war-drum throbb'd no longer,
and the battle-flags were furl'd
In the Parliament of man, the Federa-
tion of the world.
‘'An d the"^ shall beat their swords into
flowshares.
And their spears into pruning hooks.
ARS POETAE
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Lest We Forget
THE SOLDIER
If I should die, think only this of me;
That there’s some corner of a foreign
field
That is forever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
The Dawn of Peace
Eleven o’clock. A dead silence falls over the war-torn front
The ears, long attuned to the whine and crash of exploding
shells fail to record the sudden quiet. The utter stillness is
ghastly, feverish, then comprehension comes to the weary men
standing under arms. They shout, they cry, a few silently thank
their Master. The war is over; the cream of the manhood of the
earth are killed or crippled. Nations have hurled themselves at
one another’s throats either for selfish purposes or for national
glory, and back at home a few leaders close tired eyes with a
prayer of thanksgiving that it is over; but is it? Is the blare of
the trumpet, and the crash of arms stilled in the lands of civil
ized folk? We fought for peace, men died for peace, has it
dawned ?
The dawn of peace was not the first feverish reaction to the
hideousness of war. Time will rob it of its ugliness and revive
some of its former glory. It was not in the worship of the men
who returned; it lies in the minds of youth. In education is the
dawn of peace. When peace methods supplant war methods,
when histories tell of the terribleness of war, of its grim real
ities and not of its glory, then will peace be a reality. No con
clave of nations, however just and however well-meaning, can
long endure without the support of the men at home. The sup
port of peace comes from within, not through the application
of external force.
Never before has the world witnessed such a drive for uni
versal peace, a peace that will be permanent, not temporary,
a peace that is not a peace of nations, but a peace of the souls of
men. Such a peace is dawning, not in our senatorial chambers,
but in our Christian classrooms; and there it will ever dawn, and
grow until like the noonday sun, it will envelop all that it
touches in its glory. —C.
f\ dust whom England bore, shaped,
made aware.
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her
ways to roam,
A body of England’s, breathing English
air.
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of
home.
ftnd think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives back the thoughts by England
given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as
her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and
gentleness.
In hearts at peace, under an English
heaven. —Rupert Brooke.
ALUMNI
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Both the faeulty and students were
grieved to hear of the recent death
of Mr. John Watson, who was among
the great men sent out from Mars
Hill College. Mr. Watson’s home was
at Burnsville, N. C., and he was a
representative to the legislature in
1927 and 1928. He was also an at
torney-at-law. The community and
section of the state in which he lived
will miss him much.
Mr. A. R. Waters is field
the Tar River Association,
N. C. He has been in B.Y.I
Sunday school work since
graduated in 1924.
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Miss Aleta Baker and Miss
Belle Nichols are at the
School, Louisville, Kentucky
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The new superintendent of
school in Mars Hill Baptist 1, la
is Mr. N. S. Whitaker. ThA th«
of the community are look!
ward to great work from M
aker.
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The pastor of the First
Church of Knoxville, Dr. F. F
has recently written a book
he discusses “This Is My
“The Baptist Message to the
World,” “Co-operative Pi^
and several other important
The book is worth its weight
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Mr. Paul Cooper is princip
Afton-Elberon consolidated i
Warrenton, N. C.
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Mr. S. G. Chappell is a’,
agent of the Pilot Life
Company^ Greensboro, N.
Chappell is at Shelby, N. C.
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Mars Hill was sorry to loi
citizen in the person of Rev,
M. Stroup, who is now doing 1
in the Alexis Baptist Church'^®.
N. C.
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Mr. Norvell Satterfield is 8^ _
and treasurer of the Gi
Building and Loan Company
Dorothy Satterfield is work
an insurance company.
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Oak Hill high school, Lena
is very fortunate in havip
its faculty members Mr. an4j^^
M. Abernathy, both former 1
students. Mr. Abernathy is
of the high school and is doi
lent work. Mr. Abernathy i
cipal of the Collettsville hit
for four years, and he left
that is a credit to any man.
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THE DEAD
Dear love, they say thou art at rest.
I heed them not, though thou art long,
Dreaming that thou, with heart still
strong
For fighting, followest some far quest.
They say, dear heart, I must forget.
Nay, though the agony be deep.
That memory can never sleep.
Thy passioned kisses linger yet.
They say, dear love, the daisies blithe
Shall o'er thy head in summer spring.
Daisies! ... I see thy body swing
Lithe and strong-limbed, above the
scythe.
Dear Love, they say that in the light
Of heaven's joy our souls shall meet.
Dear God! I want thee now, the sweet
Sight of thee—not in heaven—tonight.
—Violet Gillespie.
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Socks
Shining pins that dart and click
In the fireside’s sheltered peace
Check the thoughts that cluster thick—
Twenty plain and then decrease.
Ele was brave—well, so was I—
Keen and merry, but his lip
Quivered when he said good-by—
Purl the seam-stitch, purl and slip.
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Mr. R. L. Tolbert, Barrett, W. Va.,
was graduated from the high school
department last year. Recently the
sum of $26.00 to go on the endow
ment was received from Mr. Tolbert.
If all the students would take such
an interest in their Alma Mater the
endowment would soon be raised.
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Among the additions to the fac
ulty of the University of New Hamp
shire for 1929-30 is Dr. H. G. Dun
can as associate professor of econo
mics and sociolog;y. Dr. Duncan has
the following degrees: A.B., Wake
Forest, B.S. and Th.M., Brozer Theo
logical Seminaiy, Th.D., Southern
Baptist Theological Seminaryl, and
A.M. and Ph.D. from the University
of Pennsylvania. Dr. Duncan has
taught in three different universities
and has written a book entitled
“Race and Population Problems.”
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Rev. J. A. Hunnnicutt, pastor of
the Frst Baptist Church of Mt. Gil
ead, was recently re-elected clerk of
the Montgomery Association.
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Mr. W. L. Griggs, pastor of the
Ninth Avenue Church, Charlotte, has
recently closed a meeting in his
church which he says was one of the
finest meetingrs he has ever held. Mr.
Griggs did the preaching himself and
the people are well pleased with the
success of the meeting.
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OPEN FORUM
To the Editor of the Hilltop:
Looking ahead we see only ten
days proposed for Christmas and none
for Thanksgiving. Have the control
lers of the powers of this college for
gotten the days of yore when they.
WHEN YOU THINK OF
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too, were students? We think not;
yet there are the aforesaid holidays
down in black and white.
No mention is made whatsoever
about Thanksgiving. Although we,
the younger generation are consid
ered fast, nevertheless we would stop
on that day to thank God for the
Never used to living rough.
Lots of things he’d got to learn;
Wonder if he’s warm enough—
Knit 2, catch 2, knit 1, turn.
THE HOWARD STUDIC;
Best Work at
Popular Prices
Hark! the paper-boys again!
Wish that shout could be suppressed;
Keeps one always on the strain—
Knit off 9, slip the rest.
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Asheville, N. G.