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THE HILLTOP, MARS HILL COLLEGE, MARS HILL, NORTH CAROLINA.
October 21, 1944.
Q'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 Post
Office at Mars Hill, North Carolina, under the Act of March 3, 1879.
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BUSINESS STAFF
Business Manager Nathan LeGrand
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Advertising Manager Jerry Dayton
Typist Jane Wright
Volume XIX.
October 21, 1944.
Number 2.
Speaking Of Founders’ Day-
Mars Hill did not formally observe Founders’ Day. The
glee club under the direction of Mrs. Souther did give us
a delightful echo of the day in chapel on Monday. Inci
dentally, this is the first time the glee club has appeared
this year.
Founders’ Day is supposed to be celebrated on the Sat
urday nearest October 12, which is the birthday of the late
Edward Carter, who gave the plot of land on which the
first building of the college was erected in 1856. Mars Hill
has had a colorful history. A host of men and women have
poured their lives and their money into the building and
•maintenance of the institution through the years. It seems
most fitting that succeeding students should always look
■back over the way the college has come and pay homage
to those who have made the college what it is.
' This year it was necessary to omit the celebration, as
we were engaged in a series of revival services. Let us hope,
however, that in the future the observance of this day will
be resumed with bigger and better programs. —T. H.
A bout That Date-
■ Can you be singled out of a crowd as one who complains?
Do you spend the time set aside for dating grumbling
about the social regulations at Mars Hill College? If you
are guilty, you are one of few; for, according to our point
of view, we find that social regulations have very little
effect on th^ majority of students.
, At our college are some 700 students. But how many of
'this large number date? We have found that out of this
group only about 100 date on the average of once a week.
'What’s the matter with the other 600? We realize that the
armed services have taken many of the young men, and
I still more will be leaving, but why not make the best of
the situation which now exists?
Some of us, however, take too much for granted. We
feel that if a boy and girl are seen together three or four
times they are in love, and we would not think of asking
either of them for a date. Most girls will jump at the
chance to date someone else; and as for the boys—well,
“variety is the spice of life.’’
We have also noticed that some of the boys will not
even date a girl, yet they stand around Spilman after
every meal and watch those who do. What’s the matter?
The girls aren’t dangerous—or are they? We do not advo
cate dating every day nor are we in favor of serious love
affairs on the campus, but we do believe that a greater
fellowship between the boys and girls on the campus
would add to the happiness of all. —B. C.
We Lift Our Faces-
How many times have we complained about the way the
rain persisted in falling for hours, and the many tasks we
have to do throughout the day here at “The Hill.’’ Doubt
less, if we would take the attitude that “an honest con
fession is good for the soul” and face facts, the total num
ber of times that we complain about simple occurences
would be startling.
We forget the comfort of the friendly atmosphere of
the campus and the beauty of Mount Bailey as its highest
point is wrapped by a shroud of fog on an early morning.
We fail to express the serenity of the hills about us as the
persistent hand of night pushes the sun lower and lower
into the peaceful arms of the mountains. We stroll heed
lessly through the crackling leaves of a brilliant autumn
and walk beneath skies graced with tranquil stars. We
ignore the knowledge that youth of other countries face
an existence of uncertainty and fear. They long for the
finger of peace to cover them and provide an open path
for free and happy lives. We forget that the men on the
Y ester day
In Tennessee
La;t night I thought of yesterday
And lovely things I’d seen,
Of how I dreamed along the way
Of things that might have been.
If only you were here with me
To watch the soft blue sky.
To see the pine trees in the wind,
And hear them softly sigh.
But you are far away from me
Where life seems wrapped in
grays.
And I, tonight, must dream of you
And all our yesterdays.
—Lillian Miller.
rhe long pine shadows fall on red
clay banks,
Tl'.e contemplative buzzard flies
above;
The dust is settling on a country
road;
The stealthy lizard shows hi.-;
frightened eyes;
And autumn rests upon her sage-
grass couch.
In Tennessee.
Euthalians Debate
Military Trainin
FIFTY - SIX NEW MEMBEB
ARE INITIATED INTO
THE SOCIETY
October Reverie
It is a sacrilege • to try
To name that worldless bit of blue
Framed by the fiery poplar tree
And scarlet maples nearer by.
The chickens’ futile chatter in t’.:e
yard,
A buzz-saw snoring in the distant
woods.
The farmer urging on his passive
mule.
The monotones of life—the sights
and sounds—
Now seem to lull the folk to
sober ease.
In Tennessee.
•\ debate on compulsory mi
tary training featured the thii
regular meeting of the Euthali!
Literary society, which was he Hs
Friday night, October 6, in t thi
Euthalian-Nonpareil Hall.
The question was, “Resolve
That after the war every b
eighteen years of age should ha
one year of military traininj
Jimmy Pegram and Ed Long, x)
held the affirmative, while Wi®*'
ton Connelly and Alton HaP
represented the negative.
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It is a bitter thing to see
Those towers gleaming in the suii
Stripped' quickly bare and desolate
Of glory that was once a tree.
Then let me hide those stars of
gold
And crimson deep within myself,
That they may flower in my heart
And make me glad when I am old.
—Mary Sue Midleton.
The scent of yellow honeysuckle
blooms,
The earthy smell of toil on farm
ers’ clothes.
The rising dust made fragrant by
a rain,
A breath of perfume from a pass
ing maid.
And these familiar odors all
abound
In Tennessee.
Wells, Brookshire
Head Cheerleaders
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Wells, a holdover from last year.
She was assisted by Liza White,
Doris Stone, Thelma Deal, Bobbie
Grinstead, and Caroline Boyles,
all Juniors.
Chief Evelyn Brookshire, with
the help of Jerry Dayton, Anna
Lois Thompson, Agnes Davis,
Phyllis Penley, and Dusty Davis,
led the yells for the Wolves. All
the cheerleaders are members of
the Senior class.
Now mingling voices rise from
cotton fields
In plaintive songs once sung by
those long dead;
Old customs and the people slowly
change.
But hold a sort of warmth and
mellowness
That brings a longing now when
autumn comes
In Tennessee.
—Betty Stinnett.
Business Only
Doctor: “You have acute ap
pendicitis.’’
Wac: “Listen, sir, I came here
to be examined, not admired.’’
judges—Miss Katherine Abee
Mr. and Mrs. Harvey Lance—gate]
a decision in favor of the i
firmative.
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In addition to the debate,
program included an origitgj'.^j
oration by Tommy Stapleton, 
titled, “Our Status Quo.” 'I
pre
oration was based upon the i^
was
mg
that man’s selfishness is respjjjj^
sible for his worldliness.
Mountain music by “Dub L^.^y^f
and his Skillet Dickers” in®
duced a note of gaiety in •
program. The personnel of
“Skillett Dickers” included Jim'
Pegram, Neal Ellis, Walton O
nelly, and John McLeod.
During the roll call of visit
which concluded the progri
twenty-one men expressed th
desire to become Euthalians.
On Friday night, October
Euthalians attended the final
vival services in a body with
Philomathians. Afterward tl
returned to the hall for the f
degree initiation of the fifty-
new members.
fields of battle, scattered far and wide, wade through mud
and move bodies of their dead comrades aside as they push
on to* the inevitable victory.
Let us lift our faces from the earth to the sky with
gratitude and appreciation. Let us prepare ourselves here
for a life that will be clean, pure.and useful in the days
to come. —L. M.
Y.W.A. Circles Ho
Their First Meeti
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the year. The goal for Yd
Woman’s Auxiliary is 100 f
cent attendance. Because of '
excellent showing made at !
first circle meetings, its memt
are on their way to reaching *
goal.