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THE HILLTOP, MARS HILL COLLEGE, MARS HILL, NORTH CAROLINA
The Hilltop
Plain Living And High Thinking*
Entered at the postoffice. Mars Hill. N. C.. as Second class matter.
FEBRUARY 20. 1926.
MEMBER NORTH CAROLINA COLLEGIATE PRESS ASSOCIATION
AND SOUTHERN JUNIOR COLLEGE PRESS ASSOCIATION.
A VETERAN OF CHRIST AND THE
THE CONFEDERACY-DR. ROBECT
BELOVED PHYSICIAN IS EIGHTY-
SEVEN YEARS OF AGE.
STAFF
S. MARION JUSTICE
Editor-in-chief
MADGE MYERS
ASSOCIATE EDITOR
MARTHA STACK
SOCIETY EDITOR
DAVID MASHBURN
STATE EDITOR
SARA FOX
RELIGIOUS EDITOR
MR. JOHN A. McLEOD
FACULTY Advisor
SAM JUSTICE
ATHLETIC Editor
MARY MCLEAN
POETRY Editor
CONWAY SAMS
ALUMNI Editor
FALK JOHNSON
Assistant alumni editor
MANAGERIAL
BOMAR LOWRANCE
BUSINESS MANAGER
WILLIAM WYATT
ASSISTANT BOS. MGR.
ALBERT SUTTLE
ADVERTISING MANAGER
HUBERT SMITH
CIRCULATION MANAGER
REPORTORIAL
WILLARD GRIGGS
EXCHANGE MANAGER
THEODORE CUTCHIN
TYPIST
REEVES COLVILLE
MARTHA WAGER
GERALDINE BARRETT
THOMAS SPEED
SARA CORPENING
HAZEL HERNDON
VOL. VI. MARS HIHLL, NORTH CAROLINA, NOV. 30, 1931 NO. 5
On Thanksgiving
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The college year is at its height of gayety during the season
of society anniversary programs and approaching Christmas
holidays. Thanksgiving Day fits into the campus calendar as
only a half-holiday in the rush of activities, but as a day of
thanksgiving it loses none of the fullness and the simplicity^ of
its meaning. Its observance consists of a program, an offering
and a prayer at the regular chapel period. A special offering
fittingly carries out the purpose of the day; but the sincerity of
one who gives is tested by his offerings throughout the year.
Anything less than the cheerful and rigid practice of tithing
is a denial of gratitude. It cannot truly and unselfishly be in
our hearts unless our benevolences are generous according to our
means. Beautiful sentiments are not enough for Thanksgiving.
The ostentatious gesture does not suffice. One day out of three
hundred and sixty-five is totally inadequate. It is the self-
knowledge that one has consistently given his best, or the reso
lution to show in deeds as well as words the expression of the
thanksgiving, that makes this day one of gratitude. College
students often fall short of the teaching older than Abraham,
to give a tenth. Let Thanksgiving remind us that to tithe is our
duty—and our privilege.
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Joe Again
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The proposal to erect a marker to Joe, made in the Hilltop
recently, has caused considerable comment here and there. The
following communication from the Asheville Chapter of the
Confederate Memorial Association is deeply appreciated:
Asheville, N. C., Nov. 19, 1931.
We, the Ladies of the Confederate Memorial Association, wish
to commend and endorse the efforts of students of Mars Hill
to erect a marker to the memory of “Joe," the negro slave who
was put up as collateral to raise funds for the College. May you
have success in the undertaking.
MRS. R. A. COGNER, Pres.
MRS. CHAS. SLUDER, Cor. Sect’y.
Scriblerus Club Meets Lions Lose To
For Reorganization
Mr. and Mrs. Huff Hosts to Club at
Monthly Meeting.
Alumni Team, 13-6
A Number of Grads Appear in Uni
form for Contest.
On Tuesday evening, November
17, the Scriblerus Club held its reg
ular monthly meeting at the home of
Mr. J. B. Huff, sponsor of the club.
A large part of the time was given
•over to the business of reorganizing
the club, which is henceforth to be
■strictly an English club. After the
•appointment of committees and the
completion of other business, the fol
lowing program was rendered. “The
Development of Drama in Roman
Literature,” Hazel Sprinkle; “The
Development of the Drama in French
Literature,” Wilson Lyday; “The De-
elopment of the Drama in English
Literature,” Dorothy Allen.
Mrs. J. B. Huff, hostess, graciously
served refreshments to the follow
ing: Misses Pattie Moore, Catherine
Rollins, Kathleen Gilleland, Hazel
Sprinkle, Dorothy Allen, Eva Rob
bins and Messrs. Mard Pittman, M.
H. Kendall, Wilson Lyday, and Lem
Freeman.
The Scriblerus Club, now an Eng
lish Club, plans to step forward this
year and win for itself a larger place
among the organizations on the
campus.
“There is only one route to the
deepest spirituality of God; that is
safeguard your devotional life.”—
J. L. Hill.
“Jesus never one time made an
abusive attack on the Roman Em
pire, but held up the vision of the
Kingdom of God as it would come.”
r. D. Newton.
On Saturday, November 21, the
Lions lost a hard fought game to
the Alumni team of ’27 on the local
turf, 13-6. The Lions played a hard
game; but they could not offset the
weight and experience advantage of
the winning team. The Mars Hill
boys made a desperate comeback in
the second half and had it not been
for the fact that the old grade were
allowed free substitutions and as
many time outs as they desired the
result might have come out in favor
of the Lions.
The Alumni scored in the first per
iod on a steady drive down the field
to the five yard marker, where Dick
Anderson plunged over for the score.
The same process was repeated in
the third quarter with Anderson
again making the tally. The Lions’
only score resulted in the last period
when Isenherg intercepted one of
Furches’ heaves in midfield and took
it to the 20-yard marker before be
ing downed. On the next play Al
britton flipped a pass to Stephens,
who stepped across the goal line for
the score.
Among the old grade coming back
for the game were, Furches, Suggs,
D. Anderson, Plemmons, Graham,
Carter, Glasgow, Baber, Ward, H.
Anderson, Dockery, Joyner, Andrews,
Moore, Caudel, Robinson, Camnitz,
J. Albritton and Edwards.
“Character cannot be developed by
giving self license.”—Charles How
ard.
D. L. Stewart.
Have you met him? He cannot
go here and there as he used to; for
eighty-seven winters have dimmed his
eyes, ^and turned his hair to vener
able white, and halted his agile step.
But he loves still, passionately, the
society and the souls of people; and
it is a pathetic reflection that Doctor
cannot visit the boys and girls as he
once did, but must wait patiently for
them to come to see him. It is a rich
experience to talk and joke with Doc
tor about the serious and the hum
orous turns of lif«.
We remember a time, five years
ago and more, when this venerable
man with frosted hair, impressive
and upright though small of stature,
went whither he would on the camp
us with no other aid than his cane,
taking cheer and the word of life—
as did the Master he loves—with
him. Then came the gradual dim
ming of eyesight; and we witnessed
Doctor making an effort that was at
once heroic, inspiring, and pathetic:
for seeing blindness and confinement
at the door, and his opportunities to
visit the sick and the lost fast reced
ing, he needs must capture another
medium of expression. So we found
him, day after day, a man eighty-
seven years of age, patiently laboring
at his typewriter to learn the touch
system of typewriting so that he
might still write when darkness should
overtake him.-Now the little mechan
ical typeYvriter has become an instru
ment of life to many; and Doctor
writes almost a faultless letter
though he never sees what he writes.
You may find him now almost always
either at the typewriter or with his
Bible of raised letters, still doing all
the good he can. He is always hap
py to have young men and young
women come to see him, and he is rich
in advice on the problems of life and
religion.
In 1686 Doctor Robert’s ancestors
were Protestants, living in France,
numbered with the hated and perse
cuted Huguenots. A ship was ob
tained by a company of Huguenots
who fled their religious oppression
and came to America, the land of re
ligious freedom; and this company
of brave Frenchmen, among whom
were the ancestors of Doctor Robert,
established a colony near Charleston,
S. C. It was either Pierre or Daniel,
both men being in the direct line of
Doctor Robert’s ancestry, who was
captain of this Ship of oppressed
freemen; and in the old Huguenot
church, which was founded by this
colony and which is still standing in
Charleston, the name of Pierre may
be found on the wall.
Doctor J. C. Ro-bert was born May
4, 1864, at Rohertville, S. C., which
town was founded by his ancestors
of the name. Doctor remembers a
very impressive incident in his early
years—that at the age of five he was
taken by his grandfather to see the
President, who in 1849 was Zachary
Taylor, the hero of the Mexican War.
His grandfather Robert, a wealthy
and influential man of Rohertville,
fought with the Whigs in the Revolu
tionary War, the great struggle for
independence, which set this land of
America free from the oppression of
thrones aiid “established” religions.
When Doctor Robert was a young
man, the terrible conflict between
the North and the South was raging.
When he was eighteen years of age,
he enlisted in the army of General
Lee to fight for the Confederate
cause. He was in the battle of Mai- ^
vern Hill July 7, 1862, which was
one of the important battles of the
early war between the States. While
in Lee’s army Doctor Robert received
an appointment as a second lieuten
ant in the Provisional Army of the
Confederate States of America, and
went to fill that place. Trying to
discharge the duties of his office in a
conscientious way, he once held up
for inspection an emissary from Gen
eral Johnson’s army and was severely
scolded for it by Johnson’s adjutant
general. While he was in this strained
position, the inspector-general show
ed himself a friend to him; and upon
finding that Doctor wanted to go
back into the regular service, he gave
him a horse and sent him back to
Tree’s army as adjutant for Colonel
Joseph Dillon, who was making the
trip. Doctor had a close call once
ments of my great Cre
’hence, must die eterm
less saved by the sacre
ment of His son Jesus. .
J. C. R(
Ajh
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All of us will recall tl
of a few weeks ago wh
Robert spoke in chapel. I
ing that day and his vo'
scarcely to the middle of
ing, so that half of us di —
the message; and this fact Fil
sible for the suggestion aidog
ance of this story, that tl Toi
might know Doctor Robj —
It is a fitting close, theiabl*
Doctor’s theme: LIFE lUrke
AL. Where will you spenj —
asks Doctor; and where \viberi
he told us how to make sufctor;
a follower and disciple flirial
gre
DR. ROBERT
Alexis Vinokurol^j’^^^
Interesting Caniou
Russia & Mail'th
and
while on this journey, when he and a
partially deaf companion were at
tacked by some yankees; hut after
emptying his musket he managed to
conceal himself by turning his horse
into a thicket. Among other inter
esting experiences of this trip Doc
tor relates a story of finding a fine
mule which got away from the yan
kees; whereupon Doctor captured him
and sold him for seventy-five dollars.
It was also during this romantic trip
as adjutant for Colonel Dillon that
Doctor met the young woman who
later became his first wife.
After the war Doctor Robert
taught school for a w'hile, his first
school being at Chatawa, Mississippi.
Then he began studying medicine,
and graduated from the University
of Nashville, which is now Vander
bilt University, in 1868, at the age
of twenty-four. Thus over the long
period of approximately half a cen
tury the hand and spirit of this noble
Christian doctor has ministered to
human need.
At the age of sixteen Doctor Rob
ert became a Christian. He has had
since that time a passion for trying
to lead people to his Christ. In the
year 1868, on the 10th of April,
starting out on his career as a physi
cian, Doctor set down in written
words some resolutions and princi
ples that he meant should be as
lamps to guide him along his path of
life; anl he has lived up to these
principles. This 63-year-old paper
still exists, and we are privileged to
print the following excerpts from it:
Preposterous it seems, |
the influence of Mars l^can
circles the globe, hut lateT
her, Alexis Vinokuroff (f ^
Vin-o-kos-raff) came here|
to the fact that in far 1 ^
churia the name Mars Hil}^‘
The biography of Mr.^^
is one of profound intef^
native of Russia, his hoi^
uated just a few miles fr^
in Panza province. Whenf'
to understand the signified
ligion he was converted >
Orthodox church. As
allowed to read the Bibler
priest. Mr. Vinokuroff
spiritual development wasU* ‘
an incomprehensible
ever well satisfied with Ri
Fo
ig IT
its traditions, he was
leave Russia and go to
churia, as his father
ness concession there
that the family be not
Here he come in contaeij^re
tist Missionaries from Aiur
was ultimately convertea'To
new religion. It "was al ®
Sunday School, says Mr.
that he realized that he j
world for a purpose. A picoi
could never have been i r
him through the veil of j
thodoxism. It w'as there 1^*
to enter the Baptist
Becoming zealous in tin n.
the Baptists, this young i
After years of study and pre
paration for the professional
life, I thank God that I have
been brought safely and with
abundant blessings to this the
commencement of my career as
a Practitioner of Medicine.
On day before yesterday the
10th day of April, 1868, I came
out to this location, near Pleas
ant Hill Baptist Church, eight
miles South of Austin, Prairie
County, Ark.
In contemplating my previous
life, during boyhood, during the
progress of the war, and during
the period since its termination,
I am led to exclaim (while hum
bly acknowledging my great sin
fulness and my total unw’orthi-
ness of God’s mercies) : “Bless
the Lord, O my soul, and forget
not all his benefits! ...”
My journey of life seems now
only to be fairly entered upon—
it appears as I view it now, a
highway laid out in perspective.
And while starting out on* this
end of it, I here write down a
few general directions for a
traveler on his way to Eternity,
as I have learned them by God’s
providence. “O send out Thy
lights and Thy truths; let them
lead me; let them bring me unto
Thy holy hill, and to Thy tab
ernacles!” . . .
I am a creature of God’s prov
idence, endowed with reasoning
powers and immortal spirit. The
great object of my creation is
found in these words: “Thou
shalt love the Lord thy God with
all thy heart, with all thy soul,
and with all thy mind; this is the
first and the great command
ment. And the second is like
unto it: thou shalt love thy
neighbor as thy self.” I recog
nize the fact that in myself I
cannot perform these require-
B
the fricnlship of many
Missionaries. For a lor
lent his untiring service
sionary cause exclusi'
preached in difTerent pat
churia with his Amcrical/Jj
among whom was the Rei
Leonard. Mr. Leonard Pa
realized the possibilities ids
tential in the bosom of \
man, and also knowing a'
cation to be the chief efU
success, advised Mr. Vifyt
come to America to c(|
study. While an Orthj
Vinokuroff said he had sti^^
I emabics of all types, with]
I tion of becoming an en^^
also took three years of
Harbin, not knowing at th(
he would ever have the
coming to America. “Mr|jei
says Mr. Vinokuroff, “ad|
come to Mars Hll, and f ^
had to overcome many 4^y
order to come, that explafeo
here.”
In my interview with th
kuroff, he in telling hist
gave many interesting deiS
cannot here be given. He]
Hill the following tributl
persuaded that I could ha^
better choice than to chL
Hill because of the Chrisi.-
phere that is prevalent on]
us.
“The strangest sight
was the arm of a Christiania
around a bum.”—J. L. Hi!
“The Anti-Saloon League
the churches of the count
together in a truce to fight:
question.”—C. A. Upchur^*
“All a man needs to pr
self from the contaminati”
cohol is just a little bit oft
J. L. Hill.
“There is forsooth today!
bush on every campus ou
God speaks to those who
—Charles Howard.