Anderson College - Columns / Sororian Yearbook (Anderson, SC)

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INA CARTEE, Home Economics Lanier Anderson, S. C. ANNIE ANDERSON, Voire EstUerian Spartanburg, S. C. have lived long enough to know that it is best to Icnoio nothing. The glass of fashion, and the mould of farm. We can live without friends. We can live without books. Tint the analyzed man Cannot live without cooks. Lo, hear the gentle lark As it sings now so clear. Why child, that ' s Annie singing- Listen, can ' t vou hear?

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9 r WILLIE AVKAV ROBINSON, Homo Economics .1 AN I E STEWART, Home Economies Lanier Pelzer, S. C. Anderson, S. C. She is the eompletest of gwls ami tin neatest. Ait aim in lift is the only fortune worthy the finding. ' ' Why does Willie love so well Her dear old native land ? Why don ' t you know that some folks te Our country ' s name is Sam ? She knows the science of cooking Just like an open book. She ' s handy in the kitchen, And she ' ll make him a good cook.

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Senior Class Histor WIIKX Anderson College had been in existence only one year, good reports of this wonderful now institution had been spread abroad over the State, and reached many homes which wore considering the question of What College? Instantly the solution came, and eighteen ambitious sojourners decided to join the onward march at Anderson. Now, as our already numbered days too quickly draw to their close, we realize the infinite wisdom of our decision. We look back with sincerest pleasure upon our career at Anderson College. During our four years we have seen our Alma Mater emerge from childhood into womanhood, from weakness into strength, and from a small lighthouse to an educational force and power which shall leave its indelible imprint upon the characters of all who shall linger under the shadow of its flag. Among our class of eighteen Freshmen there were found the • gloomy, gloom- ier, gloomiest ; the bright, brighter, brightest ; the blue, bluer, bluest ; and the wise, wiser, wisest ; but we all very early developed into the green, greener, greenest. for the conviction soon came in ghostliest terms that Anderson College offers no royal road to learning. And oh! what a glamor that cast over us! Some fell by the wayside with that horrible Freshman malady of home-sick- ness; some decided that perhaps they were needed to help mother; others, that life would be much better without four years of college work, anyhow; and all con- cluded that a college diploma was not worth the course paid in Freshman math. But all these eccentricities lasted only for a while. With the pull and spur of upper-classmen, and the constant push and encouragement from our instructors. we very soon reset our pace toward the goal id ' Sophistry. Before reaching it, however, many sloughs of despond were passed through. It seemed for a while as if Freshman math, would bury us beneath the sods in isosceles triangles, polyhedrons, prisms, and parallelopipeds, with such monsters as sines, cotangents, and logarithms. At a day appointed we had a life and death encounter with these dragons. Victory was the result and socn we were ready to pass out of our first year at college with much mental acumen, but greatly in need of mental and physical invigoration. When we returned as Sophomores in the fall it was not as the wise, sagacious creature who knows and knows he knows. as most are shown up to be: nor as the foolish who knows not and knows not he knows not ; nor as the sleepy who knows and knows not be knows : but rather as the eager, wide-awake, and teachable who knows not and knows he knows not. (All due credit given to the faculty.)