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"Plain Living and High Thinking
Published Semi-Monthly During the School Year by the Students of
Mars Hill College. Subscription Price 50c Per Semester.
Entered at the Post Office, Mars Hill, N. C., as Second Class Matter,
February 20, 1926.
Managing Editor.
Paul Early
Orville Campbell
Faculty Adviser Falk Johnson
James Walker
Sam Smith
Lucile Long
Mary Corpening
E reth Johnson
John Owen
John Ball
Ada Wall
Mac Norwood
Mary L. Herring
Bill Blaine
Virgina Cates
Bill Duckworth
Dorothy Lee Savage
Helen Crutchfield
Emily Patrick
James Griggs
Leah Oglesby
Roger Bell
David Middleton James Kirk
Business Manager ..Banner Shelton
Advertising Manager J- Evans
Circulation Manager
.Vernon Bixby
Vol. XIII.
SEPTEMBER, 17, 1938
No. 1
In divinity and love what is most worth saying
cannot be said.—Coveniry Patmore.
Someone said this was just another custom, this welcoming of
the Cl students to the Hill, but somehow it seems to be a great
privilege. This is your first Hilltop and here we wish to pause and
bid you really welcome.
One year ago about this same time we C IPs were reading the
same sort of article and were beginning to comprehend fully how
delightful our stay at Mars Hill was to be. We were beginning to
see the great opportunities that were to be ours in all sorts of fields
of endeavor; and a great love foi* this stronghold of influential,
practical Christianity was growing daily in us. It wasn’t emotional
or superficial. We found this love to be real and a part of our lives.
Those athletes in our group were finding fighting for Mars Hill
a joy; our work of all kinds for the college was pleasant because
We knew we were helping the college as we helped ourselves. Daily
we formed friendships by associations which enriched our lives and
■hrhich have lasted and will last. As we entered into society work
these friendships grew and our love of the Hill grew, for we realized
that nowhere else were there any such active, interesting, and informa
tive organizations of that kind. We learned to give and take; we
learned so many things. But there were so many things that we
missed. However in missing them, we did other things more thor
oughly. This is the sort of welcome we wish to extend to you. Take
advantage of your opportunities to serve, but never neglect the
prime duty, classwork and regular study. If you are going to be
happy to enjoy your extra-curricula work, you will have to do it
on the assurance that your regular work is in good shape.
With this word we wish you all success as you prepare to take
our places on the campus next spring. It will come very soon, so
realize you are preparing now, and good luck! —P.D.E.
Campus Changes
Our Own
As this paper goes to press every student on our campus is
thinking of the greatest leader that this school has ever known—
our own beloved Dr. R. L. Moore. For the past several months this
great Christian teacher has been in ill health, but he has gone on
about his work and complained to no one. Several times already
this year he has met his classes here on the campus when he should
have been in bed.
We of the staff have often wondered just where Mars Hill would
be today had it not been for this unsung leader. It is possible that
it could be just as great a college as it is now, but in our opinion
we do not think that it would be.
When a Mars Hill student leaves the campus the first question
that he is usually asked, “How is Dr. Moore getting along?” Many
of the most influential men and women in the business world today
will tell you that he has enriched their lives to an immeasurable
degree. Unselfish, willing to help everyone, loyal to worthy convic
tions, and having a perfect faith and trust in Christ, he has made
all who have known him love and honor him for what he is.
Some who don’t really know Dr. Moore might ask what his
reward for such a life might be. What greater reward could a man
want than to watch such an institution as this, which he has during
forty-one years led to the among junior colleges, really become
a power also in Christian influence and education.
We salute Dr. R. L. Moore as one of God’s truly great of this
generation. We are joined by all who know him in appreciation for
his life given to Mars Hill and for what he is continuing to mean
to us all. May he be spared to us for many years in his usual vigor
of body, mind and spirit. O.B.C.
By John Ball
Change, what someone has call
ed the only certainty, has made
itself known on the campus at
Mars Hill this year. And well it
might, for here is always wel
comed anything that will serve
to increase the potentialities of
the educational program.
The major problem in the past
has been, and still is, the lack
of space and equipment to ac
commodate the many students
who petition for admittance. The
college has done its best not to
deny any whom it could reason
ably care for. The results have
not always been convenient be
cause the physical equipment is
yet inadequate and becomes more
so as the enrollment increases.
This year the completion of
the Edna Corpening Moore Dorm
itory has been a step forward in
relieving somewhat the problem
of insufficient dormitory space
for girls. This has also permitted
the second floor of Treat to be
remodelled for two studies, one
for expression, the other for art.
W’ith the expression studio
moved from what is now the south
wing of the auditorium, seating
capacity there has been increased
to take care of the extra number
of students over last year.
Another rearrangement result
ing in an extra class room was
the removal of Coach Roberts’
office into the room formerly oc
cupied by visiting teams. In the
future, visiting players will find
their accommodations in the Wood
cottage, directly behind the gym
Nor was the college wholly
forgetful of the boys this year.
It has obtained two additional
cottages for their use: Wharton
cottage behind the library, and
Buckner cottage opposite the en
trance to the athletic field. Also
two rooms were made available
in President’s Blackwell’s new
home at Edgewood.
No doubt there is much
pointment among mosquitoes,
moths, and other insect pests
when they see the new screens
on the windows of Melrose. Their
hunting grounds will for a time
be limited to Brown dormitory;
but there, too, in a short time,
will be erected an impassable
barrier to any unwelcome winged
Despite attempts to increase
the efficiency of the dining hall
and kitchen, there still exists a
serious need for further enlarge
ment. The facility of the kitchen
was greatly improved during the
past summer by enlarging the
floor space and most of all, the
addition of an electric dish-wash
er. The boys will enjoy the en
largement of their entrance to
the dining hall. The girls, too,
will find their new entrance an
improvement over the past.
All that has been possible, tak
ing into consideration what was
available, has been done. Without
this year’s additions and reorgan
ization the college would certain
ly be in a difficult position. The
older students realize this and
can perhaps more completely ap
preciate the efforts being made
to care for the increased enroll
ment. To those who are new, we
would suggest patience and co
operation to the fullest in the
program for the year now begin
Mars Hill college already has
its niche in the hearts of those
who know her. The years to come
will see that niche deepened and
made an everlasting monument to
Christian education.
A streaked sky, all filled with
A windswept lawn that’s covei
With leaves of dullest brov
The pungent scent of pines;
The heaviness of soggy grass.
Wet morning-glory vines.
A large old-fashioned garden
Behind a crumbling wall;
A little stone encircled pool.
With autumn flowers, damp and
Where tiny stars may fall.
The scent of bmming leaves;
A stalwart oak, deep bent with
A bird begins his evening song
Upon a tree’s brown limb;
The wind has died—the rain
And raindrops from the eaves.
The sky’s left gray and di
The whitest roses, wild and blown.
Their petals on the ground;
—Helen Crutchfield,
Ramblers* Roost
Here we go again studes, back
to “ye ole grind.” Ah, college
days — moccasins, daffy frocks,
saddle oxfords, new hair-do’s,
home-sick lassies and, we might
add—lads . . .
September again . . .
Three months can change lots
of things especially on the sen
timental side. Could it be the
heat of July or was it the cute
girl and handsome life-guard
that one is apt to meet while va
cationing. Oh well, this is just
routine news, but what has hap
pened to last year’s circle-trotters?
Let’s snoop a bit, shall we? . . .
Louise Moore has found another
Charles Atlas in the form of a
he-man from Texas, his name is
Bee-Bee and no stuff, this time
it’s real . . . Lucy Lackey Lockett
has lost her pocket and Kirk too
There were no tears . . . Fay
and Murray are off the bumpy
road to love; we hear it’s a hand
some fella from Raleigh . .
Ain’t it worse but so much for
that, let’s turn to newer romances
. . . Roger Bell and Hilda Stoker
have done been around the circle
many a time . . . Bill Davis, the
Casanova, has so-o-o many girls;
you must eat Wheaties, Bill, nice
going . . . Hocutt Goodman has
another red-head this season, not
bad Hocutt, not bad . . . Monk’s
present and past girl friends are
rooming together, woe is you.
Monk, wow! . . . By the way, this
year’s crop of misses are dee
vine but where are the men to
date ’em, oh where, oh where can
they be . . . all the boys have
fallen in love and with a very
lovely lady, Mrs. Jelks; they say
she is a—well. Mammy ....
“Flash” Gill acquired his nick
name by swishing around so, in
the dining-room, he carries one
whole plate at a time, isn’t he
wunnerful ...
Things ’an stuff . . .
“Butch” has a new step, I think
it’s the Jello shag, “Tear It
Down” . . . the girls’ new dorm
looks swell but not near as swell
as what it holds . . . the presi
dency of the Crude society hangs
between Kays Gary and Royal
Jennings, may the worst man
win ... We heard a cute one the
other day: “Tody” Wall asked
Sam Smith where he was from
and he answers, “I’m a little Stiff
from Bowling.” Cute people . . .
Our choices from this week’s wax
discs are Skinner Ennis’ “Lamp
light,” and Benny Goodman’s
“One O’clock Jump.” How about
writing to the “Top of the Morn
ing” in Asheville and represent
M.H.C. again this year; you get
By Orville Campbell
Thingumabobs: Another yeai
new faces—new smiles—eve
one in a happy spirit—seniors
turning and greeting old friei
and teachers—new students
ing to become accustomed
things—the freshmen class
year is tops—luck to you—do
get homesick — remember y
came here for an education
although you may be away fi
“your one and only” for ab
nine months you can truly
that it was worth it when you
turn—after you know every!
and get into the general run
things you will find that this
the best place in the world—a
rightly so, because it really is.
Thoughts while strolling: S
the well known “Chilie” Si
mey on the circle—Already up
his old tricks—’Tis rumored t
Dean Carr asked Mr. Sumt
when he registered this yi
what he wanted to have put do
for his life’s work—His only
ply was that he had already tl
everything but law, so he wo
start out by trying that—
Summer I looked forward to i
ing the new girls dormitory
Several times I tried by half cl
ing my eyes to picture what
finished product would look I
—It was beyond all expectati
and due credit shoud be gii
President Blackwell, Mr. Tfl ^
and others who were really ^
sponsible — While twiddling
thumbs between classes, I ha
long talk with John Lewis—I i
already all aglow over the y« I
book this year and with his a j
ity it should be tops—Have j ^
ever noticed the friendly attiti
of some people and the unfriel *■
ly attitude of others—Don’t f
get that the first impression
the one that really sticks and i
your best to make it a good o:
I wonder if you’ve read this
—My appreciation if you ha
Delayed Buck—One lent to
Backward Pass—An “F” av
Quarterback—Minor refund.
Halfback—Man on his w;
Touchdown—Bend over.
Wide Sweep—Big broom.
Single Wingback—Well forr j
to hear your name over the ra 'j
anyhoo ... (
Ancient Eggs and Boo-Kays .
The new voice teacher is o! s
with a capital O . . . It’s rej ]
awful that Scotty Andrews j ]
comes up for summer schc ]
Don’t you think so, boys??? ll
Ballard, cause of many a quive
ing heart gave the co-eds a ; 
when he started squiring a to 
girl about . . . Well, this is
for now, folksies. See ya n
time. '
Yore’s, ’
, Hoke Wall'

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