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THE HILLTOP, MARS HILL COLLEGE, MARS HILL, NORTH CAROLINA
n"he Hilltop
"Plain Living and High Thinking"
Published by the Students of Mars Hill College.. Mars Hill, North Carolina
Entered as second-class matter February 20, 1926, at the postoffice at Mars Hill,
North Carolina, under the Act of March 3, 1879. Issued semi-monthly
during the college year.
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Vol. XV.
December 7, 1940.
No. 6.
A Look On The Past-
Almost two thousand years ago God wrought His greatest
miracle and the celebration of that event is drawing near. Lot
us journey down through the ages and witness this' all-
important event in hope that it will shed a true light on
Christmas.
across the arid land toward Bethlehem we spy a
radiant, effulgent star sending its beams down into a stable,
huinble arid lowly. We meekly enter the stable and look about
us in bewilderment. What cm odd assembly! The wise men in
their robes of silken material, Joseph and Mary in the rough
work-day clothes, shepherds in their warmest clothes, angels
in shimmering raiment of luminous white, all paying homage
to a King wrapped in swaddling clothes lying in a manger.
The three gitfs of the magi ore offered to the Baby-Jesus.
Kaspar offers gold, Melchior brings the frankincense, and Bel-
thazar tenders myrrh. The heavenly host are flitting around
and joyfully chanting a chorus of hallelujah. Mary and Joseph
are kneeling before the manger, gazing with admiration writ
ten on their faces. The shepherds, led by the glowing star,
have left their sheep. They enter with their crooks and bow
before the Babe.
Although looking very insignificant, we have the unconquer
able impulse to blend our voices with the choir. The angels
are proclaiming to the world. "Behold, I bring you good tid
ings of great joy which shall be to all people. For unto you is
born this day in the city of David, a Saviour which is Christ
the Lord." —L.A.S.
T omorrow-
By Wm. J. Clark. Jr.
The Danube, by Emil Leng-
yal, is not the biography of an
ordinary river, but a pictorial
history of the countries along
the banks of this stream, paint
ed for us in bold strokes.
The Danube is presented to
us in a new light. It is not pic
tured as the beautiful blue
river of Strauss's waltz,, but as
the thread, or nerve center,
which unites all of the Bulga
rian countries.
This epic has, as is logical,
its beginning at the source of
the Danube, in the Black For
ests of Germany. Its history is
traced from the time the first
cave dweller drank from its
placid waers to the present,
when Sturka dive bombers
cast their shadows on its now
turbulent surface. The book is
divided into three distinct
parts: The Brown Danube, the
Green, Danube, and the Red
Danube.
The story of this ancient
river is told in a manner
which is inimitable. The rea
der finds himself swept along
by the current of the river as
well as by the history it tells.
Those who wish to be well up
on their reading will have this
as a must on their reading list.
Mars Hill Debates
Carson ■ Newman
Mars Hill acted as host to
Carson - Newman debating
team in Moore Hall, on Wed
nesday, Dec. 4, in a series of
non-decision debates. The vis
iting debaters were on their
first tour, and left here on
Thursday, Dec. 5, for Win-
throp College, Rock Hill, S. C.,
for an engagement. The team,
ten strong, accompanied by
Miss Jane Smith,- chaperon,
met on equal number of Mars
Hillians, composed of two
teams of girls and three teams
of boys.
The girls' team from Carson
Newman was Helen Wilson
and Emma Knight, affirmative,
versus Rose Marie Hones and
Willie Ruth Edwards, negative,
for Mars Hill. Mary Louise El
kins and Mabel Walker, of
Corson-Newmon, debated neg
ative against Gladys Brick-
house and Montez Scott, affir
mative, for Mars Hill.
The visiting boys' teams
were as follows: Affirmative,
Carl Bowen and Harry D.
Cook; negative, Joe Haynes
and Earl Stallings; Dan Sen-
terfitt and Bill Green. The Mars
Hill teams were: James E.
Hall and J. C. Jones, negative;
Paul Meyers and Wade Yates;
Cecil Hill and Norman Cau
dle, affirmative.
When we approach the end of the year there is a tendency
on the part of most of us to look backwards in review. This
may be well for a moment, but only for a moment.
We must turn our faces toward the new year, tomorrow, with
hope and courage. Certainly we made mistakes yesterday, lots
of them. They must serve, however, only one purpose—that of
profit. If we really profit by our errors of the past then they ore
no longer liabilities holding us back, but assets pushing us on.
Tomorrow holds everything in the way of opportunity that
our hearts could wish. Let us hit our goal. Give thanks to God
for tomorrow and then go to work. There is nothing which we
cannot do if we are equipped with three things—God, a dream,
and a willingness to work. Instead of letting a year pass and
then lamenting about what we might have done, why not get
in there and give our all, then look back and say, "look what
we have done." There is no goal out there in tomorrow that is
too high for us to attain. We hove everything in our favor. Let's
Slop complaining about the things that have gone wrong, and
starting now, resolve that the New Year, filled with three hun
dred and sixty-five tomorrows, will be one of accomplishment
and realization of our dreams and ambitions.
Yesterday is gone and belongs in oblivion, but tomorrow is
)urs. Let's make the best of it. —M. W.
Beyond Tomorrow-
Thoughts at this particular time of the year probably run in
one of a few channels. They are concerned chiefly with the
season just ahead and its accompanying significance in the
life of a student body. We cannot tell just what phase may be
foremost in the minds of the majority of students, but to some,
the holidays climax with the temporary expulsion from class
rooms. Others await hourly that reunion which inevitably takes
place as each holiday has its turn. Some, however, are keenly
awaiting Christmas itself. It may be a Christmas whose real
significance has become distorted—it may be a holy day kept
in the true sense of the word. Whatever its attitude, the world
is on tiptoe with anticipation.
Scarcely, however, will the celebration end before there come
thoughts of an equally important season. A New Year will be
gin once more as the cycle of centuries continues. With it will
come the inseparable resolutions and festivities character
izing man s conception of the proper welcome. The boisterous
laughter will linger, then die, and the NEW day will begin as
numerous others, with no obvious change save the fresh cal
endar on the wall.
Edward John Trelawney. ad
venturer, navigator, lover, tra
veler, and friend of the poets.
This biography by Margaret
Neilson Armstrong is a tap
estry woven of the threads of
the life of one of England's
most picturesque characters.
Trelawney is the story of a
man. He is not just an ordi
nary person but one who has
led a life unlike that of any
other. Being the child of an un
happy marriage his life gets
off to a bad start. He is put
into strict private schools
where his naturally jovial if
not boisterous personality is
stifled.
Because of a trivial misde
meanor he finds himself on a
vessel bound for oriental ports.
After this voyage the sea be
comes his first love. During a
very exciting adventure he
finds himself married to an
Arab chieftain's daughter.
This lovely girl gives him the
happiest years of his life, but
she soon dies at sea.
Trelawney then meets his
ideals, Shelley and Lord By
ron. They are inseparable in
spile of frequent petty quar
rels and tiffs.
This book is written in such
a manner that it is impossible
for the reader to lay it down
until its red cloth cover closes
on the finish. It is highly re
commended for truly enjoyable
Enalish parallel.
Campus Personals
Congratulations to June
Childs! After her two and one-
half weeks' stay in an Ashe
ville hospital with an appen
dectomy, we are indeed happy
to have her with us again.
Our hearts go out in sym
pathy to Frances Winston on
the passing away of an aunt.
We regret also that Frances
Harris has returned to her
home in Newell. We are eag-
erally awaiting her return next
year.
Thanksgiving was indeed
joyous here at Mars Hill. In
poured boxes of fruits and
goodies and surprises plenty.
Our happiest surprise, though,
was the return of so many of
our beloved alumni. In this
group we were delighted to
find Bill Merritt, T. C. Wag-
staff, Mary Lib Jackson, Ha
rold Spainhour, Rush Beeler,
Joe Harper, Hilda Stoker, Bill
Griffin, Helen Trentham, who
brought with her her room
mate from Woman's College,
and Kathleen Frink.
More recently two more
alumni who are now State
Baptist Student Workers re
turned to the campus. They
were Louise Lane and Mary
Lee Ernest; and from the re
ception they received, they
may be sure that Mors Hill
does not forget its alumni.
But it must not necessarily be thus. Even now, as Christmas
obscures all other important thoughts, there is a vague deter
mination to begin again with the coming of the New Year It
will not burst forth in glorious resolutions as the clock strikes
twelve. It is a deep-rooted realization that time has been squan
dered, potential talents have remained undisturbed, and good
has been left undone. It is an urge to meet every day—pre
pared, profiting by today's forgetfulness. These subconscious
murmurings vibrate and quicken with each unpleasant mem-
ory, and the New Year becomes even more significant. That
fresh calendar will not register merely the successive digit
it will oKer with every twenty-four hours the illimitable possi
bilities of a new leaf. S G
A la Winchell:
Scenes on the campus . . .
Mrs. Vann sitting school-girl
fashion on the Moore Hall
steps patiently coaching o
backward Germite. Nein? Con
firmed bachelors coyly cater
ing to the whims of coaxing
co-eds at the football games
. . . The town citizens tumin?
out en masse for the sheep
supper . . . the favorite dish d
same supper being apple
cider. Hungry faces, fresh
from boarding hall stew-beef
staring in the freshly-washed
windows wistfully at the food
laden counters . . . Onion-head
haircuts, which make us thank
ful for our matty locks these,
outumny days.
Object lessons in pep and
spirit observed at girls' soccer
and hockey classes . . . Ath-
letesses cheering madly for a
game they can't understand
(much less ploy) during the
week, and then going to foot
ball gomes on Satiddy for the
glamour rather than the cla
mour afforded by their pres
ence. Boys at the same game
(football) trying to out-
wisecrack their fellows for the
delectation of their dates.
People are talking about . . .
How everybody would like to
hike up Bailey—if it were not
for the steep mountain en
countered on the way. The
enigma attached to the sport
is. What fim do chaperons
qet out of trudging over the
same path continually with
nothing but their own thoughts
cmd the mountain scenery to
entertain them while dating
couples are cooing (and woo
ing?) gayly — 'just within call
ing distance of the cha
peron?' "
Random ramblings at oppor
tune times can result in unique
pictures . . . such as the
pseudo-embarrassed scurrying
of nighty-clad" co-eds upon
sighting a masculine visitor in
Edna Moore Dormitory after
8:30 . . . and unique (?) hear--
ings, such as the comment
overheard which compliment
ed how good the band looked
on the football field in its ma
neuvering and formation
making from the top of the
Science Building. (How did the
playing sound at ' that great
distance?)
Have you ever marveled
at . . . The eruption of school
spirit collegians can give
when their team gets behind
the eight-ball? The amazing
abundance of the many-faceted
knowledge of a college pro
fessor? The confusion of mu
sic (?) that bulges out the
Music Building walls? (How do
they stand it?) The small-boy-
at-a-birthday-party m a n n ers
of Mars Sillier students at on
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