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Entered at the Postoffice, Mars Hill, N. C., as Second Class Matter,
February 20, 1926.
By Zara Riddle.
Member North Carolina Collegiate Pre»» Aiiociation.
W. C. CAPEL,
JAMES CHERRY and
H. E. YARBOURGH,
D. L. STEWART,
A. B. PARKER-
THOMAS L. DYSARD.
..Assistant Business Manager
Boyd Brown Ray Tolbert Sam Rich
MARS HILL, N. C. FEBRUARY 27, 1930 NO. 11
Should We Not Co-operate With the Faculty^
The members of the faculty of Mars Hill College realize the
place we students are in, and they know what is best for us under
our circumstances. They have all been along the same road and
have learned by experience the things that are most helpful and
those that are most harmful to us. They know that for us to
pour over books all of the time is not human nature. We must
have some outside recreation in order not to grow one-sided in
our thinking. Yet we must not spend all of our time in play and
The rules that we have were made with these things in view.
They are all for our benefit. They are to prepare us for a life in
the future that will be of the most benefit to us and our fellow
men. The rules are not made to spite us or anything like that.
The faculty is willing to cooperate with us in every way pos
sible. They are always glad for suggestions. They do not want
us to feel that they are trying to run things over us. They want
. to work out with us the best solutions of the problems that arise
in our life here. A good example of this is seen in the attitude
taken by the Dean in the matter of radios, talking machines, and
card playing in the boys’ dormitories. He did not say that one
must not play different games in the dormitories nor that he
must not keep musical instruments, but realizing the need for
recreation, ordered several games to be placed in the assembly
'halls where all may enjoy them and permitted the use of musical
instruments there also.
By these things we see that the members of the faculty are
willing to grant our wishes when they are just. If they are will
ing to co-operate with us, then ought we not be willing to co
operate with them? Ought we not to obey the rules set down for
us or go where these rules do not apply? Although we see no
harm in doing a certain thing, if there is a rule against it, ought
we go ahead and do it when there may be some one watching us
who would be harmed by doing this same thing?
Of all the religious organizations on this campus there is not
one that is more important than the Baptist Young People’s
Union. The opportunities offered for the development for every
phase of the Christian life are not to be found in any other or
The ten unions on Mars Hill campus seek not to train num
bers but the individuals who will comprise .the church member
Probably the question may be asked. Why have the B. Y. P.
U. when we have the Sunday School Y. W. A., Minister s Confer
ence, and Volunteer Band? The answer is simple. The Sunday-
School purposes to teach the Bible; Y. W. A. teaches young
women in missions; the Voluntter Band is for those who have
been called for special service; and the Minister’s Conference is
for the ministerial students in our college. Now where shall we
train the average Christian girl and boy ? There must be some
thing offered to train them in Christian service. The B. Y. P.
U. solves the problem. From this organization comes our pas
tors, our missionaries, Christian leaders, and personal workers.
Here we get material for our Volunteer Band and Mini.ster’s
The B. Y. P. U. goes beyond its task of training in church
membership. It brings one face to face with the needs of the
world, and makes him yearn to use the talent that God has given
Every student on the campus should be affiliated with one
of the ten unions. There is a place for every student to fill.
There are many latent talents in this school. The B. Y. P. U.
will bring these out. Many students will find the task at which
they can work unwearied ,and their lives will blossom and unfold
in the sunlight of God’s love.
Stranger Than Fiction
Who Are Gone
Mars Hill Now
Someone has aptly said that we should squeeze out of each
moment all the happiness there is in it before letting it go. What
better thought could be passed on to the students of Mars Hill
College than that they get the most out of every minute—-now!
A great number of students are so in love with the glowing
yesterdays and the promising tomorrows of their lives that
they fail to become interested in the todays of their lives. One
thing can certainly be said in behalf of a successful business man
and that is that no matter what the condition of his financial
affairs may be, he is always found on his feet. He lives now!
He uses the reverses as well as the successes in his business to
advantage. This, however, cannot be said of the great many
students of our college.
Of course they are eager to have events happen in their lives,
but they fail many times to get the experiences they should
receive from those events. Each event in a student’s life should
have its own helpful effect upon him or her. Each student so
wants to have great happenings in his life he forgets to be happy
in the meantime.
The student who gets the most out of life today is the one
who stays “happy in spite.’’ The most popular person on Mars
Hill College campus is the person who always has a smile for
everyone and enjoys life now. It is a known fact that one happy
person means more to our college than a dozen grumblers ever
Grumblers never look higher than the stones in the streets.
They can easily find fault with the food, people and even the
buildings of the institution. Instead of looking for the beautiful
scenery which surrounds the college, they ai*e prone to find some
thing wrong with the buildings.
A good motto for the students at this college, to learn and
practice is “Nobody whines at Mars Hill College.’’ Then they
will be able to squeeze from each moment every drop of hap
piness it has for them today. —Margaret Allen.
The Day of Daze—May 23, 1930.
hi the Time of Terror—January 13-18.
A Comedy of Errors—Greek F.xam.
The Valley of Silent Men—Married
Love’s Labor Lost—-An old maid teach
The Amateur Gentleman
The Steadfast Tin Soldier—Paul Fox.
The Scarlet Letter—Report Cards.
The Last Lesson—Two o’clock period.
Ttcice-told Tales—Teacher’s jokes.
Much Ado About Nothing—The Nun’s
Ld Miserables—Pupils who failed.
The Crisis—Final avcr.age of 74.
AH Quiet on the Western F'ronI—The
Dante's Divine Comedy—Souplinc.
In the I’alare of the King—Dean Carr’s
A Little City of llope--K\xx^ Hill.
Adventures in Understanding—.Appear
ance before executive committee.
Soldiers of Fortune—Cost of Marching
Adventures in Friendship—^I.ady facul
Deienseiess America—Student Body.
4 Window in Thrums—Front rcxim of
The Old Curiosity Shop—Bulletin
Board after delinquent lists are
Sentimental Tommy—Tom Dysard.
The Singing Fool—Ray O’Brian.
The Mysterious Rider—Nash.
The Top of the World—Bailey.
The Unknown Quantity—Soup.
Red Pepper Burns—.A. T. Usher.
Mrs. Red Pepper—Patty Moore.
.4 Bitter Heritage—C-Il Privileges.
Moon Madness—Daddy Blackwell.
Something for Nothing — Paul Hund
ley’s Biology Paper.
ir^ All Live Through It—Commence
The Enchanted Hill—Little Mountain.
Never the Twain Shall Meet — Two
sides of auditorium.
They .Also Serve—Diningroom girls.
The Black Knight—Faculty meeting.
The Bobbsey Twins—Mull girls.
Land of the Free—Melrose and Brown.
The Magic Garden — Faculty Recep
Paradise Lost—Delinquent list.
Paradise Regained — Dates for ball
The Virginians—M. \'. Cousins and
Man and the Moment—.Mr. England.
Inn of the Hawk and Raven—Stewart’s
My Best Girl—Miss .Allen.
Huckleberry Finn—W. O. Rasser.
Patent Leather Kid—Ned Jarrett.
In Memoriam — Plemmons, Sprinkle,
—By Ruth Cooper.
By Ruth Cooper
Among the many sacred treasures of
the mind there is none more beautiful
than the memory of our departed dead.
VVe know not where they have gone; we
know not what may be their fate in that
land from which no traveler has ever
returned. We stretch out our arms to
them, sometimes with sad resignations,
knowing that it was for the best, some
times with bitter agony, sometimes with
a remorse that gnaws our very hearts.
But loud as may be our cry, passionate
as may be our appeals, no answering
voice conics to us from across the dark
ness. VVe do not know whether they
hear our suplications, whether they are
conscious of the love and longing that
fill our hearts; yet we love to think of
them and rejoice in the thought that
one day we shall again clasps them to
.And who can s.iy that the frightful
war which a few years ago devasted the
world and brought to men more grief
and pain and agony than was ever be
fore heaped upon the human heart has
not caused a great awakening of faith?
So many hearts were broken; so many
arms were stretched out in agonized ap
peal to the dead ones who were snatch
ed away in the frenzy of battle or two
perished of starvation and misery. The
yearning for the pressure of the varnish
ed hand, for the kiss of the lips that are
cold, has become so overwhelming that
the hearts of men have turned as sel
dom before to the hope of life beyond
the grave and of some means of com
munication with the beloved dead.
Great scientists like Sir Oliver Logge
in the intensity of their yearnings have
convinced themselves that they are able
to hold converse with the beloved ones
whe have passed awa. Many books have
been written by those that have messages
from the other world or think that they
have had. In all these books there is a
strange similarity. They all tell the same
story that the dead have gone off into
some distant land of bliss or woe, but
that they are near at hand, watching
over their loved ones with an undying
affection, rejoicing in their happiness
and sharing in their griefs. We do not
believe this but we should cherish the
memory of those who gave their lives
on the battlefields.
Unfortunately we too ..often fail to
let our friends know how much we love
them until it is too late and the hand of
death has closed their ears to our voice
of love. VVe have loved them all along;
but when they have passed away, how
often w'e reproach ourselves for kind
words we failed to utter when wc had
the opportunity for gentle thoughts that
remained unexpressed. .-Absorbed in busi
ness or study or in social affairs, we let
the days slip by without letting the heart
of our friend, which is starving for a
kind word, realize the depth and ser
iousness of our love. Then when the
cold hand of death has been
his heart we comprehend wit]
how remiss we have been, ho
loving deeds we have intended
done have been left undone, he
loving words have remained
For those who are dead we can
nothing save to cherish their
with fond affection, to think
virtues and their charms and
their faults that troubled us
but which were after all of sud
We should live much with
They should be with us oftet
walks and in our vigil. Thei
fiot be forgotten because they h
ed away. Perhaps our friends
of our loving thoughts; perl
affection brings them joy or co
as it did in life. At any rate i
for our own souls. Base is the
forgets his friends, living or d
deed, ’tis the dead who should
sacred. Our living friends ma
estranged or unworthy, but
can never change. 'I’hc memory
loving kindness should be a saci
guarded in the inmost shrine a
But while we should cheri^ll
inory of the dead we should m
for them overmuch. We must
to the first irresistible shock
but there is no excuse for i
mourning. If there is a life b«
grave, we know that our friend)
pier where they are. If dca
eternal sleep, then they are at
we find a friend peacefully sic
read lightly'lest we disturb hit
recognizing that sleep is a preci
and if the sleep of the living i|
then the eternal sleep of the d
a thing of grief. Immoderate
for the dead is but a form (
ness. We are not mourning for
for ourselves. The love that ]
niourii gives us the assurance
arc either in a better world or
at peace. Our mourning is for
loss in being deprived of tli
their companionship; and in g
to this selfish sorrow, wc forg-
saddening those around us w
our duty to make happy. S
under the delusion that wc ca
of the beloved dead without a
Foi such an idea there is no f
We should think much of oui
dead, but without vain r _
their loss. Rather we should
with them by attempting to caji
work which they have started
our energy trying to make
beautiful for those whom G
His graciousness has spared to
“The ideal life i: in our
never will be still. We feel thi
ought to be beating beneath
we are.’’- Phillips Brtxtks.
WE SUPPLY EVERYl
THAT GOES INIt
OF ANY KIND
J. MORGAN RAMsl
MARSHALL. N. C
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