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And dearer than riches or worldly wealth is an innocent heart
that's merry.
So joyfully live, but first lei us give one toast to our college
benign.

Refrain:
Here's to the land which gave me birthl

Here's to the flag she flies!
Here's to her girls, the best on earth!

Here's to her smiling skies.
Here's to the home that waits for me.

True as the stars above!
Here's to the school in Tennessee!
Here's to the school I love!



" Heart's Desire "

I'm going back to Belmont. I'm going back to Belmont,

I'm going where the Belmont roses blow.
My heart turns back to Belmont, my heart turns back to Belmont,

My heart turns back to Belmont, and I must go.



** Parting"



The days are long, but our hearts are light.

So merry, fun-loving, and gay.
We are out on the park through the care-free, happy hours,

But have studied with a will all the day.
How sweet is the rest, after seasons of toil.

To us who are active and jolly!
By and by comes Care a-knocking at our door;

Then farewell to youthful fun and folly.

Chorus:
Laugh no more, my classmates;

O. laugh no more. I pray!
Let us sing one song for our dear old Belmont home.

Our dear old college home far away.

We've been planning for a " spread " at the witching midnight
hour.

So stolen, so silent, and so sweet;
But the end is drawing near and the parting is at hand.

Then forgive, our teacher friends, we entreat;
Give us one more chance to win your love and trust;

Forget our follies and mistakes.
The time has come when we all must say " good-by,"

And we love you for your own dear sakes.

We have thought and wrought together, classmates, tender, sweet,
and true.

Some are wayward, but all have been kind.
Now the parting is at hand, and the days are few

Till we bid you all a long and fond farewell.
To the dear old days that in memory will dwell

Let us sing with a hearty good will,
For the parting has come. So. our Belmont friends, farewell;

And, our dear old Belmont days, farewell.




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Emily Hates Martin Secretary

Alma Westox . Treasurer

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OFFICERS

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Elizabeth Perkins Vice President

Elizabeth Wade Secretary

Ethel Griffin .... Treasurer

MEMBERS

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Elizabeth Perkins
Etei.tn Hageman
Olga Cornelison
Berenice Hillis
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Alice Parker
Lucile New
Maby Nelson
Jennie White
Lucile Johnson
Elizabeth Wade
Theola Simmons

Hallie Mae Shelton
Margaret Bierschwale




COLLEGE PREPARATORY



An Iroquois Legend



Once upon a time, long, long ago, in a certain Iro-
quois village, there lived an Indian j'outh whose name
was " Canajoharie." He was the chief's eldest son and
a fine young fellow.

The summer that year had been unusually hot, and
the air had a vague menace in it that disturbed Canajo-
harie very much. He seemed to feel that some misfor-
tune was coming to his people.

One day, as he was walking along the great river,
he saw an enormous head rise slowly, and then, a little
farther out, another. These heads proved to be at-
tached to huge snakes' bodies. These monsters slowly
swam closer to land. Canajoharie shot an arrow against
their bodies, but it fell back harmlessly.

He hurried toward the village to spread the news.
But before the people could prepare for flight, the
slimy creatures had surrounded the village. The only
way of escape was by the treacherous Niagara River.

The people could not go out to get any food or drink.
A terrible famine seized the hapless village. Every day
the Indians would cluster together and pray to the
great spirit to give them some release. At last a voice
was heard to say: " Send the best .youth among you to
the river alone at sunset. Let him have fasted for three
days and three nights beforehand."

Canajoharie's heart bounded at these words, and he
straightway offered himself. Although any one who
ventured near the river was nearly certain of being



killed by one of the serpents, Canajoharie was ready to
obey the voice of the great spirit.

The old braves held a council, and they decided to
send him.

Accordingly, he fasted (although in a famine-stricken
village that was not an especial hardship) ; and just
at sunset of the third day he was ready to go. Tak-
ing a last farewell of his people, he walked to the riv-
er's edge, a mile away.

He stood expectantly watching the setting sun. Far
up the river in the direction of the great falls he saw a
strange object. A large canoe, with two men in it, was
coming toward him. When they came nearer, he saw
that they were not of his own coppery hue, but were
white as the snowy-white trillium. Their hair was not
straight and black like his own, but was .vellow as the
rays of the bright sun. Their faces shone as the snow
does when the hot sun shines upon it.

These two men spoke to Canajoharie in his own
tongue, telling him that they had come to rid the land
of its scourge. Canajoharie invited them to his wig-
wam. They went with him and told around the camp
fire that they were going to kill the monsters and that
the great spirit had sent them.

At sunrise the next day the two sti-angers fought

with the serpents. All day long they fought. Just as

the sun went down they conquered. After blessing the

people of the village, they paddled off as they had come.

LuciLE Johnson.



College Preparatory



Hear now the C. P.'s glory:

Their lofty airus admire.
Of their choice we'll tell the story,

Your slow ambition to fire.

Fair Wellesley is my choice,

With its campus broad and green;

And Harvard's not far off.
Such joys will ne'er be seen.

And Vassar is mij choice,

■With its buildings, grounds, and lake:
Now, mind, this is no fake.

And West Point's Hops are great.
And proud Bryn Mawr for wok-.

So near the " Quaker City."
It for its joys you fail to pine.

So much niore's (he pity.

And Smith — how could you doubt
That that's the place for mc.

When from its halls has just come out
Such scholars bright, you see?




Guests at the Alice Wilson Banquet



Alice Wilson Tennessee

Catherine Browx Iowa

Dorothy Hleeakd Illinois

Elizabeth Wade Tennessee

Ethel Badi^ley New York

Beatrix QrAiLE Arkansas

Winifred Bean New Mexico

TowNZELLA Jones Tennessee

Mary Stuart Hendrick Colorado

Lillian Craig Texas

Elma Haller Tennessee

Elizabeth Perkins Indiana

Miss McDonald Tennessee



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Evolution



When Darwin, Spencer, Huxley,

Shocked the scientific mind
By their plan of evolution

For the race ot human kind,
They had in mind the monkey

As the great ancestral head.
And the upward trend of natur&

As the ages onward sped.

But if this worthy trio

Should advance a theory now
That would bring them further praises

And fresh laurels for their brow,
I'm sure they'd trace the progress

Ot a schoolgirl of to-day —
Nature's maiden in September,

Fashion's cultured one in >lav.



Alma Mater



I.

Blessed mother, lovely Belmont,

'Neath thy fostering, sheltering arm

Years have sped, 'mid flowers and sunshine.
Par from every threatening harm.

Chorvs :

Alma Mater, Alma Mater,

Blessed mother mine I
Star that guides us o'er life's pathway.

Shine, forever shine!

II.
O'er life's sea thy hand didst pilot

Every weak and wandering child.
When the waves were lit with splendor.

Or when roared the ocean wild.

III.
When we leave thee, hlessed mother.

At the great world's heckoning call.
Let thy love still light our pathway.

Leading to a heaven for all.



Shopping Day at Belmont



(M. L. B.)



Dear Mrs. House:

Please buy me a pair of white lady slippers and two
pairs of black ladies' silk hose. Elsie.

Dear Mrs. House:

I would like for you to get me a real black hair switch
twenty inches long. Margaret Rickman.

Dear Mrs. House:

Will you please get me a fiesh-co'ored box of face
powder ? Trilby.



Dear Mrs. House:

Please get me a green toothbrush.



Lenice.



Dear Mrs. House:

Will you get me a cake of soap ? I need it.

Annie Wagstaff.
Dear Mrs. House:

I want some naturally curly hair.

Evelyn Russe.

Dear Mrs. House:

I want a rival killer. Clinton Brooks.



Dear Mis. House:

Please buy me an alarm clock that .will go off in the
morning. Mary Ross.

Dear Mrs. House:

I want some diamond hairpins. Inclosed find a quar-
ter. Zelda Schnabaum.

Dear Mrs. House:

I want you to get me a hair net and a brush.

LiLA Kate.

Dear Mrs. House:

Please buy me some soothing syrup.

Irene King.

Dear Mrs. House:

Please get me some paint and eye blacking.

Maie Gipe.

Dear Mrs. House:

Will you please get us some happy thoughts for mem-
ory books? The Girls.




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Beta Synodical College, Fulton. JIo.

Gamvia Christian College. Columbia. Mo.

Delta . Woman's College, Montgomery. Ala.

Epsilon Hardin College. Mexico, Mo.

Zeta Centenary College, Cleveland, Tenn.

Eta Stephens College, Columbia. Jlo.

Theta Belmont College. Nashville. Tenn.



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Lambda Transylvania University, Lexington, Ky.

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Elizabeth Eba Kentucky

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Eliz.ieeth McDoxald . . Mississippi

Rebecca Nelsox Kentucky

Grace Ruble Mississippi

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Hei.ex Stoddard Colorado

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Dorothy Hlbbard Illinois

Texie Leach Tennessee

Annie Laurie Marley . . Mississippi
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M.\RY Ross Tennessee

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CoJors: Purple and Gold



Flower: Violet

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(iamma Ward Seminary, Nashville. Tenn.

Delta Cincinnati Conservatory of Music

'i'heta Lindenwood College, St. Charles. Mo.

i'eta Belmont College, Nashville, Tenn.

Eappa . . . Campbell-Hagerman College, Lexington, Ky.

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Mu Crescent College, Eureka Springs, Ark.

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Georgia Trii.by McGoodwin . . Louisiana

. Mississippi M.\RT Nelson (pledged) . Tennessee
Tennessee



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Mississippi

New Mexico

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Open Motto: "Loyalty binds us"



Colors: Pink and Gray



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Mabian Clement .... Kentucky

Eugenia Caldwell . . . Tennessee

Ethel Bahglet .... New York

Mackie Davis Tennessee

Cora Dee Eldeed .... Kentucky

Margaret Estes .... Tennessee



Maie Gipe Indiana

H.iRKiET GoODiN Mlssouri

Evelyn Hageman Indiana

Ada Norbis Oklahoma

Eozabeth Perkins .... Indiana
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Elizabeth Skillman . . . Kentucky



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Evelyn Smith Alabama

lIoNTROSE Wtlie Texas

Geetbude Wilson Illinois

Lucy Wilson Tennessee

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Eliz.abeth W.iDE .... Tennessee
Elsie Young Kentucky



Fairport's Treasure



Caroljni Dorset sat in the doorway of her little home
in the gathering dusk and wondered how she could
pass the cold, gray winter without her mother. Even
then the summer days seemed dreary without her. She
could hear the mighty roar of the ocean, and it, too.
seemed to wail for some one lost.

Carolyn put on her shawl and walked up the shore
half a mile, and sat thinking again of her loss. When
it was very dark and she could see the big, steady light
of the lighthouse and the little, winking lights in the
cottages that looked like the moon and the stars, she
turned to go home. She stumbled against something,
and stopped to pick it up. She could tell that it was
a small box, so she carried it home with her. When a
little girl, she had often found things that had washed
ashore.

There was no light at the window nor cheery smile
at the door to greet her, as there had always been, and
she was loath to enter the house where she had been
deprived of all that made life dear to her.

When she had lighted a candle, she opened the box
she had found. In it was a card bearing an addi'ess,
and under this a little ivory case. In the case was a
beautiful pearl necklace, on which was embossed in sil-
ver " Elizabeth." Carolyn wanted it more than any-
thing she had ever seen, for she had never owned a
necklace; but she knew that it belonged to some one
else and she must return it.



That night she wrote a letter to the address on the
card, so that it could go on the mail boat the next
morning; and she wrote it on some of the beautiful
paper which her mother had bi'ought with her from
England. It bore a coat of arms that Carolyn sup-
posed must have belonged to her mother's family.

" My dear, the Duke insists that he must leave this
evening. He doesn't give any reason, except that he
has urgent business which will take him out of the city
for a while. He said he would not tell what it was nor
A\here he was going. I think he is very ungrateful to
us. 0, what can I do about the dinner I have planned
for to-morrow evening? "

" Perhaps he will tell me more about it," suggested
Mr. Dixon to his wife.

" Don't you ask him. If he can't be polite enough,
after all the kindness we have shown him, to make
some excuse, we will not trouble him. Please don't ask
him."

" 0, just as you say." he assented. " I merely wanted
to satisfy your curiosity."

" You wanted to satisfy your own. Don't you ever
ask him here again, even if he is rich and hasn't any
relatives. I shall not even be nice to him."

That evening as the Duke of Conway was on his way
to Fairport, he read Carolyn's letter again. " Yes,"
he mused, " I suppose this is the end of my search.



She will be there, or if she isn't — " He would not let
himself think that his beautiful daughter could have
died. " I have spent ten years looking for her, and
this is the first real clew I have had. The girl who
wrote the letter must be her daughter, named for her
grandmother. 0, after all, it may be just another dis-
appointment! But I guess no one else would dare to
use my coat of arms." This passed through the Duke's
mind many times that night.

When the mail boat landed, an old man slightly bent
with age, but with a firm, proud step, alighted. Evi-
dently the fishermen had just come in with their night's
haul, for men were sitting on the shore cleaning fish
and talking in a good-natured way. The old man only
glanced at them and hurried on, but he did not go to
the little hotel whei-e all the summer visitors went.
The men noticed that he walked in the opposite direc-
tion to the last house in the street, and they wondered
who could be visiting Carolyn Dorset. The old captain
of the boat had told him where Carolyn lived. He won-
dered at the peacefulness of the place where the pines
seemed to murmur of long ago. In one corner was a
very old tree, which shaded an old grave and a new one.

When Carolyn opened the door, the old Duke gasped
in astonishment : " 0, Elizabeth, Elizabeth, my daugh-
ter!"

" Who is it you are trying to find? " she inquired in-
terestingly.

" Elizabeth, Elizabeth ! Where is your mother,
child?"

" My mother was buried a few weeks ago," the girl
replied, simply.

There was a pause filled with painful memories for
both. Then the old man cried, heartbrokenly : " Eliz-
abeth gone! It is the punishment I deserved. I drove



her away in a rage, and I was always sorry. But you
have been left to comfort me. Your father — is he
dead? "

" Yes, my dear father died three years ago."

" Let me sit down and tell you a story. ,Your mother
was the most beautiful girl in England, and every one
admired her for her strength of character as well as
her beauty. Naturally, I was very ambitious for her.
She had many oft'ers of marriage; but she refused all
of her suitors for a captain of the king's army who had
no money, no title, and no prospects. She married the
man, your father, secretly; and when she told me, I
was so enraged that I sent her away, never to return
again, and she never did.

" Soon after that, your father lost his commission in
the army, and they came to America. My wife lin-
gered a few years, but finally died of grief, and I prom-
ised her to find her beautiful daughter. That was ten
years ago. Since then I have wandered in America,
disconsolate. I have longed for my home and friends ;
but I swore never to return to England until I had
found her, but I have never been able to find a trace of
them.

" When you opened the door, I thought you were
Elizabeth, just as beautiful as when she left us."

He stopped speaking. His eyes were filled with tears.

Carolyn went to a chest and brought out a box which
her mother had told her of the day before she died, but
the girl had not wanted to open it yet. She unlocked
the box with a tiny gold key that her mother had worn
around her neck, and in the very top she found a note.
There was also a little case just like the one she had
found, and this contained another necklace. Carolyn
was surprised, but she only glanced at it, and then
read the note to the old man. In it Mrs. Dorset told her



daughter to write to the Duke of Conway and ask him
to forgive his little Elizabeth and to love her daughter
as he once loved his own. She told Carolyn that she
had married against her father's wishes, but she was
sure he would welcome his pretty granddaughter to
his home.

When Carolyn finished reading, she raised her head
proudly and exclaimed : " I should never have done it.
A man who had turned my mother away could
never — "

" Don't say it, child. I have enough to bear. You
won't leave me in my old age without a living relative
who cares for me. Come, tell me that you will love me
and let me try to atone for the injuries I have done
your mother. For her sake, come. She would wish it."

" Yes, grandfather, for her sake I will."

The Duke remained with her the rest of the sum-
mer, and then Carolyn went to her mother's home. It
was a terrible thing to leave her home and her child-
hood friends, but she would always say : " For moth-
er's sake."

The afternoon before she left she again walked up
the shore alone. The little village was spread before
her, and never before did it look so beautiful to Car-
oljTi. There were the little gray cottages, once white,



with the tall pines standing as sentinels before them.
In the little yards she could see the patches of onions
and potatoes where the women were hoeing. In the
distance was the little chapel, where services were held
in summer by the visiting ministers and in winter by
the good folk of the town. At the harbor the little boys
were coming in from their last trips to the Lobster Pots
for the evening.

How beautiful all these things seemed to Carolyn,
who was to leave them forever the next day ! She loved
her neighbors, but she must leave them " for mother's
sake." She choked back the tears as she came near her
home, for she had grown to love her old grandfather
during these weeks they had been together.

The next morning when the boat left, all the people
of the village came to send Lady Carolyn away with
their blessings, for the Dorsets had been loved by every
one.

"Jack Dixon, here is a telegram from the Duke.
Read it, and read it again. You know he said he didn't
know he had a relative on earth."

And this is what caused such utter consternation in
the Dixon household : " My granddaughter and I will
arrive to-morrow. Duke." LuciLE NEVi^.




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The Blue or the Brown?



Shall it be blue or shall it be brown?

On blue I am sure we should put our foot down,

But on brown I'm afraid the Ward girls would frown.

We might have it striped, like the suit of a clown,

Or half in half, like the Paris gown;

We might have blue skirts, with a coat of brown,

And a hat of brown, with blue on the crown.

Now, what will we wear when we go down town?

What on earth would the " jelly beans " do

It they missed the brown and missed the blue?

Mr. Skalowski would be in a stew,

.And Lebeck and Loveman worried, too.

If deserted on Saturday, Ward girls, by you.

And Monday by us — admirers true

Of uniforms brown and uniforms blue.

If like other folks in each fashion new

We dressed, now who could tell who was who?




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Marcaret Bierschwale
Ejijja E. Blount
Kathrrine Blythe
Plvrte Brewster
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Aileen Carpenter
Lilah Caldwell
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Margaret Clark
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