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Show THE DIXIE OWE College The College members are all here to answer the New Years roll call, except Israel. He answers to Uncle Sams roll call, now. In his leaving us we lost a very efficient member of our class. We are proud of him, for we know he will serve his country well, as he alway has his school. The College class gave a matinee I ec. 2, in his honor. Our work has been rather quiet this last month, but there is promise of great things to come. There are in the College some rare spirits, geniuses you may call them if you will, whose talents will in some time not far distant, be made known to you in unheard of roles. This is only a hint, as yet I am not permitted to unfold more of these wonderful accomplishments, that will be demonstrated for your pleasure. Hut watch these reports closely and from time to time more will come to you as the unknown is developed. E. H. Freshie Notes The lively bunch of Ereshies entertained at a class party in the new gymnasium last month. The fore part of the evening was spent in dancing, then followed a good program which consisted of games, songs, poems and stories. The dance by our class father and mother, the second, was very amusing. After lunch had been served the remainder of the evening was spent in more dancing. East Saturday the Frst Years caused the whole school to sit up and take notice and certainly woke up the Second Years by beating them in a debate. Eida Cox. 9 The Way of A Resolution Before we start on this quilt, Mrs. Sampson Quarrick announcIve got something to say. ed, Ive got a letter here from my Jane, whos livin in Hlain City, an shes tellin me bout her makin New Year resolutions. Now you might say that were a Society, seeins were always workin together, an, I think its a fine chance for us to make a resolution. Aggie Foreman nodded briskly, Ive alius wanted to belong to a sciety. What shall we resolve? If ever bodys makin resolutions, I think we ought to make some too, nodded Prudy Patterson. Thats just what I was say-iand !lrs. Sampson recovered the floor, 'there aint no reason why we cant be stylish if we do live in Pattersville. Now Ive been thinkin of a lesolution fer us, an Im set on the one that Jane tells is in her society its to stop gossipin and sayin things about folks. Now then this here society is goin to have that fer their New Years resolution. Are n, ye all willin? Six heads nodded assent, Miss Martha Timmins alone remaining erect. Aint you willin, Marth.y? they all queried. I aint objectin lo any resolutions you make. I aint bound by em, answered Martha. They worked steadily for ten minules and while they worked they discussed quilt patterns. My mother, said Mrs. SampStarted son, 'made this quilt. like twenty-fiv- e it something years ago. Its called the Charm Quilt, there aint no two pieces in it alike. It took her sixteen years to make it, just workin on it off an on, angettin new pieces from folks. Well land sakes! Remember that piece of gingham? cried me and Sary Hannah 'Thomas, both had best dresses like that to go in our weddin outfits. Miss Martha Timmins reached far over the frame and touched Rea piece of brilliant pink. member that? she asked. Dicy Watkins, they chorused and laughed. An she aint lookin a mite better now than she list'd lo, said Eanny Wade. Me an Tolly was just talkin about her last, night. Ih' says somebody ought to take them children o hers an dress em up once an teach em what manners is. My, but waI kin snt that pink dross a sight it, see the behind (it way just brown trimmin too. Her house, Nancy Thurman added, inside an out, looks just about as neat and tasl.v as that dress did. You wouldnt, believe it if I was to tell ou what I saw her Hold on! thus interupted Mi-sQuarrick, suddenly noticing a pecular smile on Martha Timmins face, Hold on, weainl lo gossip here. A dead silence followed, Martha alone kept on smiling. Five ten minutes were ticked away by the old clock, then Well look here! from Martha. Her fingers rested on a piece of heavy red material figured with big white horse-shoeQuick remem ber-anflashed into their faces, Job Peters horse-shoshirts!, they cried. Well, well, I didnt never expect to see a piece of that again, and Aggie Foreman wiped mirthful tears from her eyes. Poor old cranky Jell I guess there aint one here he didnt ask to marry him, is there? I guess there aint, laughed Nancy 'Thurman, He asked me an, Malviny Speers the same ! . s. ce e |