Muncie Normal Institute - Arbor Vitae Yearbook (Muncie, IN)

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History of Class '15 Ul'R long years ago we entered the NI. N. I. XVhat a frightened group o yo ngsttis wt wut l uh one s mind was filled with some iw l G l ' 1 1 - s Q - t t lg tt '- ut- .- '-,- x Y .- 1 'tul 'W ' tale ot' how the Freshmen were treated. Having at last found our seats in the assemhly room we sank out ot' sight with a sigh ot' relieti. XVe were a large class. At the end ot' the lirst year. however, we were compelled to leave some ot' our number hehind us. The rest ot' us went happily on. Although al the heginning ot' our second year our numbers were some- what diminished, as individuals we had grown wonderfully. Iinickerbockers had given way to real suits, and the girls who the year hetore had worn curls, now wore plaits tied with ribhons at the ends, During the second year our sell' esteem increased greatly. XVe were Sophomoresf Soon we were Juniors. XYe were very important people and hegan to have class meetings and to act as much like the Seniors as possible. so that we might have the proper dignity when the great event came. XVell, the great day came at last, the day on which we became Seniors. There is nothing like heing a Senior, and one has to he a Senior to appreciate the full meaning ot' the word. And how one changes! The girls who, during the second and third years wore their hair hanging down their hacks now did it up with hair pins, and as for the hoys, you could tell hy the way they held their heads, ol' what class they were members. During the winter we took a hola-sled ride to the home ot' Oral lfurst, where a very pleasant evening was spent. Another delightful evening was spent when the class went on a hay-wagon trip to the home ol' Gladys llam- ilton. Un the last day ol' the spring term the lligh School Department held an all-day picnic on the campus. Athletics and dinner were important fea- tures ot' this. XVe look hack over the years: we see the lfreslnnan, tear-stained eyes and lnalry mouth and we say, llorrorsI was l ever as young and green as that? XVe look at the Sophomore, giggling at mere tritles, and we say, Can il he that l was ever that giddy? Then with a smile ol' amusement we watch the proud .lunior as he marches through the halls and we say, Heaven for- hidf XVas that haughty expression ever on my l'ace'? Then we wonder what they think ol' us and il' they look up to us as we looked up to those lrefore ns in years gone hy. King Norsworthy, llistorian. 86

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What the High School Student Said to the Psalmist Tell me not in mournful numbers. Geonierty is all a snap. Great is the niind that never blunders lnto its labyrinthie trap. Months are short and time is tleeting, Examination day draws nigh. And eaeh day our grades are greeting Failure for us by and by. lfaeh day Miss Drummond sadly reminds us. That our work is incomplete. And we leave all hope behind us As we sorrowfully take our seat. But perhaps wt-'ll all reeover lf we work with zeal and vim, And go plodding on forever Till Geometry we win. Trust no statements filehed froin others. Remember what the hook hath said, Think! think out the propositions, Compass in hand and rules in head. XVe should eaeh get busy thinking, liefore our ehanees get too slim. liver working, never shirking, And Geometry we'll win. f-Gladys lteeves, High School. M. N. I. Fancies lll the springtime when the buds are bursting. XVhen the snow and iee have gone awayg XVhen the sun's bright rays the frost is melting, And the robin sings his song so gayg When the sweet wild tlowers to life are starting. When the green grass blades are growing tall. XVhen the sparkling brooks are onward flowing And the broad blue sky doth eover all. The M. N, l. attendants are daily seen strolling Around the broad eampus so shady and green. Then tennis eourts hourly with students are thronging And tlaesar peacefully grazing is ever to be seen. The trees are all whispering to the warm gentle breezes: The praises of the eollege that the students all sing. The fountain leaps high in joy as it pleases And refreshes the birds as they pass on the wing. The high sehool bird-boxes in the tree tops are swaying, ltoeking the birdies inside to their rest And the stars and the stripes forever are tloating Over the college that to us seems the best. As daily the High School approaches the building To their Alma Mater their respeet to pay As they gaze on the tlag that gently is tloating The heart of every one is then heard to say: All hail the Muneie Normal our dear Institution, To her every student will forever be true. And to that fair sign of a nation's devotion. Three eheers for the lted, the White and the Blue. 87