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THE HILLTOP, MARS HILL COLLEGE, MARS HILL, NORTH CAROLINA
THE ACADEMY PRESENTS
We, The Staff
Note: The entire class has enjoyed contributing to this issue of
the Hilltop^ and we are grateful for the opportunity to appear in
print.
STAFF MEMBERS
Richard R. Padgett Editor-in-Chief
William Fi.emixg Associate Editor
Eleanor Harrington Society Editor
John W^agner Sports Editor
Literacy
Have you ever harbored a serious thought on the subject of liter
acy? Perhaps, but even then you may have gained a misconception
of the truest meaning of the word. W' e immediately think that
the reference is to the ability to read and write, but the meaning
is much deeper. To be truly literate one must be able to read
and write with understanding! Do we alw^ays express ourselves
completely? Many of us have formed the habit of saying just
enough to make sense without being clear on all points. We must
not leave the issue in mid-air, neither should we be too lengthy
in our writings and discussions. Conciseness is more important
than ampleness. The ability to cover the subject in as few words
as possible is the greatest characteristic of the good speaker or
writer. Let us take stock of ourselves and attempt to analyze our
own faults. Surely we don’t want to remain illiterate.—R. R. P.
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Friends
“If nobody smiled and nobody cheered.
And nobody helped us along.
If each one looked after himself.
And good things all went to the strong 5
If nobody cared just a little for you.
And nobody thought of me.
And we all stood alone in the battle of life,
W^'hat a dreary old world this would be.
Life is sweeter by the friends we have made.
And the many things in common that we share j
And we would live on, not for self alone.
But for our friends who care.
It’s giving and doing for somebody else—
On which life’s splendor depends j
And our greatest joy, when it is all added up.
Is found in the making of friends.”
Yes, we need friends along life’s rugged road, and Mars Hill
is a good place to make friends. It has been said that “a man
that has friends must show^ himself friendly.” This is true, for
if we expect to have loyal and sincere friends we must be friendly
ourselves. The loyalty of a true friend is unwavering j his devo
tion is realj and his sympathy is sincere. No words can express
the value of a true friend. Yes, along life s rugged pathway
we need friends. ^
The Prospective G-II
Glass Of ’37
Let Us Pretend That The Date
Is March 10,
1937
-o-
Yes, Fm The Guy!
“If any wrong has been done, then I did it. I’ll w^alk the circle
and talk to a girl whenever I want to. Why? Just for the sim
ple reason that I am the guy who doesn’t give a continental about
the old rules of this school. What do I care? Why 111 even
stand in front of Spilman and yodel all day long. All the girls
think I’m cute anyway, so what else matters. For all I care,
the dean can do his worst. Who is he to tell pie what to do? My
dad is paying his good dough for me to be here, so what s it to
anybody what I do? Furthermore, I’m going to get my car
up here regardless of regulations. This is a free world and if I
want to have a good time who should worry? If I break my
neck it’s my business. Why do I say all this stuff? Well, its
this way. You see I’m the chump of all chumps, and nobody else
So what?”
Are you the person who was heard to utter the above words.
Perhaps not, but just the same you have heard some one say prac
tically the same things. Yes, it is true that seldom would any in
dividual be harmed, but can’t you see that if every member took
the stand taken by the person quoted that the result would be
disasterous? You are not going to be a chump, are you? R. R. P.
Eleanor Harrington is that silent,
yet efficient member who gi*ades all
the papers for the teachers.
Ferrell James is president of the
Mars Hill Standard B. Y. P. U’s.
Betty Elliott is president of the
Nonpariel Literary Society.
Many C-I’s have joined.
While I think o>f it, Fred Heberling
is president of the B. S. U.
Jessell Cochran is the Clio presi
dent. She is a good one, too.
Hazel Massie keeps the library
rom one to six o’clock. Why the
boys go to the library in the aftei’-
noon.
M'eechem is sure to be the baseball
star this season. Who will get his
etter?
T. R. Simpson, you know — the
ladies’ man, rings the bell. He seems
o have time on his hands.
Prof. Calvin Beckwith now' helps
Stringfield take pictures of the beau
tiful C-I’s.
John Wagner is door keeper for
the Eu’s. And by the way. Bill
leming is president. I understand
that since the boys have given him a
imited time to talk they are getting
on fine.
J. M. Barnett is editor of the HILL
TOP and Richard Padgett is editor-
in-chief of the LAUREL.
Margaret Jackson has slowly but
surely worked herself up to being the
president of the French club.
Honorable Charles Tranum has
now received his B. S. degree. You
know, “bull shooting.”
Jim Murrel is now the assistant
coach. Not bad for such a shy lit-
:le boy.
Carlton Marsh lectures to the
C-I’s every Friday on his foreign
travels.
Joe Thomas is head of the Sunday
School Department.
Pauline Wenz is president of the
Y. W. A. Her “old lady” has organ
ized a music club.
Bobby Wright is president of the
Student Council. He does little ex
cept see that nothing happens.
John Moore happens to be the
lead waiter in the dining room.
Neil Saunders is president of the
I. R. C., and James Frazier is presi
dent of the Scribblers’ club.
Frieda Joiner can type up a storm,
so she is Mr. Canup’s assistant.
John Ross is head of the Study
lall and Messrs. Teague, Wagner,
Tranum and Padget are coaches.
Let us now go back to 1935. Do
vou not see a great future? We
truly hope that we shall be able to
bring success to dear old M.H.C.
Glass Is GosmopoHtan
Doubtless the most striking char
acteristic of the Adacemy class this
year is its cosmopolitanism. Just
what does that term mean? We find
hat it means that which belongs to
all or a part of the world and that is
exactly what our class represents.
The w'orld! Perhaps that sounds like
an exaggeration but nevertheless it
is true. Our representation is from
both hemispheres and it embodies
three continents and a gi'oup of is
lands. Even after narrowing the
group dowm to the states alone we
find that our members come from
many parts of the country at large.
All this is still more startling when
we realize that numbei's are not re
sponsible for this interesting class,
for actually there are fewer than
fifty persons in the group.
It w'ould be interesting to be able
to delve in detail into the back
grounds of these class members ac
cording to their respective homes.
Centers of government, finance and
industry represented.
The group includes the Philippine
Islands, Brazil, Germany; the cities
0(f Washington, D. C., Detroit and
New York and the states of Florida,
New Mexico, Georgia, Tennessee,
South Carolina, Vii’ginia and, of
course, Noi’th Carolina.
Can You Believe—
That if all the members of the
Academy class were to go to their
homes and return during the spring
holidays an approximate distance of
74,824 miles will have been covered?
This is enough mileage to send one of
our class-mates around the w’Oidd
three times and still have enough
left over to make three trips to
Asheville. (We’ll take the trips to
Asheville.)
Evolution Of Our
Gandy Store
Eleanor Harrington
“Cris, will you sell us some
candy?” “Nina, we haven’t some
candy.”
Age Extremities
Seen In Academy
This year’s academy class is notable
for the extremity of ages represented.
>ne extreme is that of the “knee-
pants” age. The other is that of the
married person which composes that
permanent plane” as referred to by
4r. Richardson in his chapel address,
red Taylor, son of Rev. Mr. Taylor,
who comes to us from Brazil, is rep-
•esentative of the former group. He
is an autstanding student with great
scholastic ability. In the latter group
ipear the names of Mr. and Mi's,
Paul Roberts of Tennessee; Mr. and
Ml’S. Grover Kinelaw and Ferrel
James, w'ho comes to us alone, his
family remaining in Greensboro.
I Gan’t Get Over It
How To Gob
Jack Wagner
“That’s an attractive tie you are
wearing today. Where did you get
it? Say, that isn’t bad. Look how
that yellow blends with black. Boy!
How do you tie ’em that way?
Do you want to make the honor
roll, get good grades, have many
friends?—learn to cob, be a good
“yes man” that can say no once in
a while. Don’t stay on the other side
of the street and yell “cobber”! Get
on the “in and in.” May I give you
a few rules, a few principles from
which you may build up your own in
dividual flourishes? Study your vic
tim, learn his or her habits, philoso
phies, likes and dislikes, whether she
is a talker or listener. Always do
this before you attempt anything.
Never spread it on too thick be
cause it may peel off if you do. It
is better to just say a word than to
go into a long eulogy on what ever
your line of approach is.
I may as well mention some man
ners of approach. If a person is
proud of his new suit, work on that,
agree with him on every point, un
less he calls you a mule. If your vic
tim is a “testy” old professor dis
agree with him on a few points and
then let him prove them to you. He
will think you a person of great rea
soning ability. Always be tactful. A
lot depends on being tactful. Every
body likes a person who is tactful.
If you will but observe these few
rules you will become one of the
chosen few, unless the members of
the faculty read this!
By Jick
Some people may think that Betty
Elliott prefers a curt manner. Par
don us, we meant to say “Kirk.”
After four years Jimmy Reid seems
to be singing his swan song at the
feet of the “girl back home,” in fa
vor of Dick Padgett. This gives the
Mars Hill co-eds their long awaited
“break.”
Was Hoffman fired or did he re
sign in favor of a new “position” in
the dining hall?
“Cricket” is worried since the doc
tor diagnosed Leonard’s trouble as a
double case of heart trouble. We
wonder which case is the worst.
Jimmy Keid is in “Adele” of
mess. Linden Street disinherits him.
Jack Wagner and Dick Padget
tossed a coin for first chance with
:he new brunette addition to the class
but a C-II seemed to beat their time
Maybe some people don’t give a
“Hoot” about the impressions of vis
iting speakers. Ask the guy who
went to sleep in chapel.
Frieda Joiner is trying to “make”
Lover’s Lane.
“I am starving to death.” “I have
got to have something to eat right
now!”
“Gris, what kind of candy do you
have?”
These are the cries one will hear
from the gilds if he enters Spilman
at ten o’clock. They are heard con
tinuously until the ten-thirty lights
flash every night of the week ex
cept Sunday nights.
The candy was once sold in a bas
ket in Miss Bowden’s room but to
day we have a show window for our
candy outside one of the girl’s door.
The first orders of candy were never
more than one dollar and now they
are never less than twenty-five dol-
ars.
The same kind of appeals are made
by the girls today as made by those
years ago. All the girls want candy
outside the scheduled hours but it
couldn’t be sold and will not in the
future.
The candy store has served in
many valuable ways. From it twenty-
five dollars were given for the Lottie
Moon Christmas offering for For
eign Missions. Special contributions
are made regularly to the mission
aries on the foreign fields. Fifteen
dollars were given to help send dele
gates to the B. iS. U. convention in
Memphis last fall. Special boxes of
food and fruit are sent to the sick
with money from the candy store.
The Y. W. A. Windows are also
bought with this money. Other ex-
The Triumph Of
Imagination
(An Excerpt from a City Note)
Oh, fairest of the fair, attar of the
rose. Oh, thou whose ubiquitous
countenance is forever kissed by the
vagrant gypsy winds of spring and
fall, whose brow is as delicately
moulded as the one-day Southern
moon, whose eyes are like twin star
sapphires, and whose lips are closest
kin to melting rubies drenched with
the wild free morning rain. I treas
ure such a sanquine affection for
thee, dearest, that my very sanity
quakes and trembles like the withered
lotus stalk bending ’neath the icy
breath of the cold far northern wind
howling ’cross the barren steppes like
the mournful eerie wail of the Ban
shee suffering the excruciating tor
tures of the nethermost depths of
hell.
Thy balmy lips instill within me a
sense of saporous exhilaration—urg
ing me toward a revocation of all
that is ethereal and sanctimonious.
Thy sateen cheek hath the pale pear
ly pink of sea shells—^heaven’s sweet
est tint, urging my ingenuous heart
and soul into a di-etemal liquation of
sublime equanimity. And, dearest, as
I lie abed at night, nought but sweet
dreams of thee peruse my nocturnal
slumber. I fashion thee and me wan
dering amidst the verdant fields of
far away Elysium, our hands en
twined, and our hearts enthralled to
the harmonious music of incompar
able Orpheus, basking in the friend
ly smile and approbation of fair
Venus. ’Twas ever thus—and ’thus
twill ever be.
Thine eternally,
J. FRAZER.
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penses of the Y. W. A. come from
the candy store profit.
When we patronize the candy
store we are helping the Y. W. A. in
its conH'ibutions to the missions on
foreign fields beside satisfying our
sweet tooth. Thanks to Cris for her
splendid work at the candy store.
Here’s success to the good old
“life saver” candy store in the years
to come as has been in the past.
Bring out your Spring
Clothes and let
‘‘ Steamboat”
make them look like
new
MARS HILL
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