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THE HILLTOP, MARS HILL COLLEGE, MARS HILL, NORTH CAROLINA
Be a well dressed stu
dent at Mars Hill
with a
SUEDE JACKET
for collegian or coed.
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Let us serve you in
any dry goods line. It
will be a pleasure.
J. F. AMMONS
—THE—
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Plenty of Hot Water
Two Baths.
Room and Board or Room
Rent only at prices as low as
can be had.
Avoid cold and muddy
roads by getting close in, at
no higher cost to you.
Furnished Rooms in The
Gibbs Building—Shower and
Tub Baths.
Rent Very Reasonable.
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R. S. GIBBS
Mars Hill, N. C.
C iv.ri
elcqiwr'Students
Old and New
A complete line of Fresh
Fruits, Cakes, Candies, Bread
& Meats, Sandwich Spreads
for that mid-nite feast.
Six years on the Campus,
trying to please you.
Always Prompt, Courteous
Service Awaits you at
WELLS MARKET
Phone No. 7
PLAGUE SWEEPS
THROUGH SCHOOL
Doctors Investigate Queer
Malad'-. Must Be
Checked.
Mars Hill, Sept 13—It has been
reported that an epidemic of an un
determined nature has invaded the
student body of Mars Hill College,
and, despite frantic efforts to check
it, is spreading rapidly. Doctors from
every corner of the Village are busy
investigating this highly contageous
disease and are seeking to arrive at
its cause. As yet, they are completely
baffled. Dr. I. R. Nihil, who addressed
the doctors of Madison County in the
Convention yesterday, stated;
“We are doing all in our power to
investigate and check this epidemic
in our college. This disease, we frank
ly admit, is the most mysterious that
has ever been known in the history
of medicine. At the present time, we
have under close observation about
three hundred persons, victims of this
painful disease. So far, only a very
few have developed serious cases.
“The disease is highly contagious.
It may be spread by talking, by see
ing someone who resembles a very
good friend back home, by receiving
letters with the home town postmark,
and by listening to “Have You Ever
Been Lonely?” crooned over the
radio.
“The symptoms in all cases are
quite similar. The victims drift aim
lessly about, tear-streaked faces
showing marked signs of apathy.
Their appetite is poor, and they care
fully avoid the onions—so like the
ones that Mother used to serve. Many
are given to severe griping. A very
few in serious conditions have act
ually been heard to make rash state
ments to the effect that they’d “give
anything to be at home to-night.”
Such declarations are usually follow
ed by an outburst of tears.
“A definite cure has not been dis
covered, but through careful obser
vation we have found that cheerful
associates, friendly words, and a for
getting of self are measures that may
be employed to lighten a case of home
sickness.”
lower cases
it isn’t our usual manner to be
schnozzling our way into others af
fairs but we couldn’t help jotting
a few self-evident facts on our cuff
as we wander pro and con about the
campus
John corbitt registers a bit of a
frown when he reflects upon the
situation of bernice and another John
have you notices mark orr smiley-
ing so broadly lately?
and it seems that an innovation at
mars hill is the new light-signal sys
tem operating between a third-story
Spillman window and a room in mel-
rose
bunker says that he has so many
social duties to pay that he can scarce
ly barrett
fanny-wanny and scruggsy-wuggsy
are back in the same old rut
miss lyle is trying to ward off miss
Owens but gray is an awful attrac
tive color—and girl too.
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TRAVELETTES
Scattered Bits from a Traveler’s
Diary.
June 5;—Boston.
Visited “cradle of American liber
ty” and saw statues of men who
rocked it . . . Stopped at “Hatch
house” where Paul Revere hid the
night of his alarming ride . . . Revere
galloped to immortality on a bor
rowed horse . . . Motored over hal
lowed ground of Lexington and Con
cord . . . Saw at glances Hawthorne’s
mossy manse, the little red school-
house where Louisa May Alcott first
studied, Lowell’s verandaed home,
Thoreau’s Walden Pond, and numer
ous other national shrines . . . Ex
pected Cambridge, a small village . . .
Found a thriving city of more than
100,000 but hasn’t a hotel . . . Each
chimney of a Tory’s house was bord
ered with a black stripe ... All
Quaker church buildings were sur
rounded by brick walls . . . Saw where
Mary Baker Eddy of Christian
Science fame was buried . . . Her
casket is under water and has a
canopy overhead . . . Witnessed an
Italian funeral marching down the
street to the accompaniment of a
brass band . . . Heard all day a bus
speeler who looked like a soft shelled
crab . . . Listened to Ben Bernie’s
music and went to bed wondering at
Bernie’s similarity to A1 Jolson . . .
July 17:—Richmond.
. . . Traveled over the Civil War
battlefields near Richmond ....
Fought the whole war over with my
companions . . . The Yankees didn’t
reach Richmond until after Lee sur
rendered . . . The city was burned but
not by the Northerners . . . Evacuat
ing Southerners burned the U. S.
Government buildings and what food
they couldn’t carry with them . . .
Drove beside the longest row of Lin
den trees in the world ... It centers
the Boulevard in Richmond and is re
puted to be longer than the one in
Unter die Linden, Germany . . . Wil
liam Byrd, one-time governor of
Virginia, wrote his own epitaph prais
ing himself highly . . . Saw this sign
over house near Richmond: “Wash
ington slept in this house” . . . Sim
ilar signs were posted over various
houses along the road . . . Presently
reached a hotel with the following
above it: “Washington did not sleep
in this hotel but you can” . . . Visited
site of the battle of the “crater”
where approximately 6000 Yankees
were killed by Southerners who were
supposed to have been blown up by a
powder mine laid by the Blue . . .
Richmond is one city where one can
get all the ice cream he wants, or
should want, for a nickle . . . Auto
mobiles in funeral processions here
keep their lights burning so that no
other cars will break into the line . . .
Returned home wondering if all Vir
ginians are like the woman who had
inscribed on her parent’s tomb
stones: “Here lie the bodies of
and , Virginians, ‘of such is
the kingdom of Heaven’ ”...
Editor’s Note: Readers are invited
to submit personal travel experiences.
alma reid has been crying every
day since school commenced course
we don’t know why but because we
are in a generous mood we’ll give her
to tommy williams and throw in a
batch or two of letters to “boot”
we’re not inquisitive but we’d be
glad if anybody told us why marian
mcmanus threw away a ring when 1.
c. chiles told her it looked like one
from kress
A Heaven Sent Man
A. M. Burleson.
This day marks well times measured
round
Of three score years and three—
When the birds glad song held a
sweeter sound
In the towering maple tree.
The angels peeped through the gold
en bars
Of the ivory palace wall
Where the flaming light of the silver
stars
Fell soft on the temple tall.
On earth the hills and valleys smiled.
Fair flowers looked up at the trees.
The sparkling rills rolled by so mild
As the sound of a summer breeze.
Perhaps the distant planets swung
With a little more daring flight
When the message came and the song
was sung
Rolling down from the realms of
light.
For God had willed to make a man
To serve His cause divine—
In keeping with creation’s plan
With an arm to lift, a light to
shine—
That’s why the elements took note
Eind nature bowed her head
The day fulfills what the angels
wrote
What seers wise have read—
“There was a man sent from God”
Stands true through the ages long
While his feet touch softly this mor
tal clod
The world is inspired with his song.
So up through the shadowland of pain
Yet sent by the Giver of life
Came a star of hope decreed to reign
Through the battle’s heated strife—
God flung in the crucible a mass of
gold
Then a wee little measure of dust
The dust will vanish as the years un
fold
But the pure shining gem can’t
rust—
Its luster gleams with radiant beams
In the night when the sea is dark
The mariner’s heart with new hope
teems
As he guides his tossing bark.
The years have proved all my crude
lines claim
For the man whom God had sent
Millions will gratefully honor His
name—
Their love make His monument.
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wyatt exum did a neat piece of
work when he bought new window
curtains in anticipation of the girls
visiting his dormitory but maybe he
can take ’em back
names don’^t mean a thing to lyn
morgan, she started wearing his
medal before she even knew “click”
elliot’s name.
now that lib grubbs has sent her
iiamond ring back the college swains
are lining up in an attempt to fill her
date schedule.
we wonder how many bob burnett
Tld handle if he was not bothered
h crutches, the other night he had
> dates and two crutches.
He has stood where the clouds of
darkness roll
In each hand a gleaming light—
One for the head, the other the soul
The hope of the children of night.
So today our hearts rejoice with him
Where he still toils on so free
With a soul of steel—a faith not dim
Though his years be sixty-three.
May he still be spared through the
coming years
To labor and wisely plan—
’Till the master calls and the glory
falls
On the soul of the heaven sent
man.
Editors Note: This poem was writ
ten in honor of Dr. Moore on his
sixty-third birthday by A. M. Burle
son, a former Mars Hill man.
A. M. B.—9-10-33.
A LETTER
Editor’s Note: (Efforts of
to write to his girl.)
Dearest,
My Only One, (boy, what
of a girl sits across the tal
me. Wonder if I can get
I’ve been here two weeks
I’ve been just too busy
(Wonder where that girl is
Everything is quiet here
doing. (Hey, you fellows
How do you expect a man to
This is quite a beautiful
SI
tin,
m
s I
I look out my window, I can
moon as it comes creeping
the mountain tops, (Wonde
ever stop raining?) peeping
this light studded campus-
so prettily in the corner of
ley. Some fellows are just ou
window singing some of the
sweetest songs I have eve^p*^
(From the next room comes
ley sound of male voices j(^^,
gether in “Goofus.”)
The place, the time, the s:^
ings, and the very atmosphei^^^
me wish more than ever that
giving was to-morrow, so I (
with you. (Wonder if Goad
me on that Thanksgiving trl^
he’d better.) ^ °
Please, dear, send me a pir^k
your own sweet self. I want*°^
bad—how it would brightei ^
bare walls. (Why in thum G(
didn’t that girl from Asheviiani
graph that picture. ‘SweetheJC£
stead of “Pal”?) ty.
Must close now. Have someh '
to prepare. (Hey, John, whatCii
01
m«
mean running off like that!
on;
minute.)
Lot
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queries, but if you’ve got on
ing of honesty about you, yoi^
that question before reading
wer.
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What did the date 1492
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nigh at hand.—How did L
come out of his last fight? Jt
our socks, in a hole at the ^
What door in the lobby of
Waldorf-Astoria in New Y-e
made famous? Don’t peep,
the cuspidor. Just a little spit
nery, sir.—Espied you recen
published opinion that “a fr
need is about the only kind oi
one ejin finrl fViooo
one can find these days?
have been wondering the w
wherefore of this column, I 1
tempt to enlighten you. Thi
column ain’t supporting nothi
nobody. It’s too frail. It couldn
support the worries of a papa fl
had lost his job with a circi
non-partisan, non-sectarian, ai
hundred and nonny (hey nonr
ny) non per cent pure and coi
ed for your entertainment a
vancement. We advance eve:
but your next week’s allowi
If you have any knots to be
we will be glad to hear from
Hadja thot of it thet tha sani
thats a north one to us coul
south wind to the Chinese.—J
cording to G. Marx “a laps
well, there are twenty to th
and not one of them worth
on.” Don’t scream. I’ll stop rig
Abie S
The ten Mars Hill B. Y.
have begun in earnest the w
the year. The presidents wh
the work for the term are: W
Joyce Wellborne; Charles I
Millicent Young; Charles
Daniel Johnson; Preston, Johi
ette; Apex, Darrell Middiet
liot. Bill Martin; John Lake,
Powell; Judson, Mark On
Climbers, Robert Mosely; E
Calvin Connor.
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