Pikeville College - Highlander Yearbook (Pikeville, KY)

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k Hi TlieHigUaiider I FRESHMEN President .. William Murrill Vice-president Marie Robinson Secretary-Treasurer Arthur Casebolt Reporter Robert Updegraflf Class Sponsor ....—. Mary I. Spilman Grat Adams Sue Akers E. M. Burke Curtis Cantrell Arthur Casebolt Jennie V. Caudill Mrs. Herbert Chaney Bertha Childress Bertha Coleman Roy Conway Fred W. Cox Mildred J. Easley Arthur Eversole Orell Fields Donald Hales Ira Hall Richard H. Heyser, Jr. Joe Home Mary Lee Hoskins Lillie Howard Jessie Ison Junior Jackson Clifford M. Johnson Zetta Justice Grethel Marie Keesee Louise Kennedy Besse Kilgore Eugene King Andrew Layne William V. Looney Clarence Lusk Emma Lou McClure Leonard Martin Georgia Matney Louise Morris Isabel G. Murrill William A. Murrill Annette Powers Cecil Ramey Arietta Ratcliff Delores Ratcliff Joseph Riddle Millard Roberts June Marie Robinson Lounette Russell Helen Sargent Everett Sloan Howard A. Smith Angelin Spears Helen Stratton Elsie Trivette Walter Trivette Robert Updegraff Dora Webb Fayne Williamson Norah Wolford rt. Page sixteen 1929 TTTTTnrTTnTTTrnTiii[i[iiirn3 jg

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SAGO FROSH Some forty strong, a mighty crew, To brave the storms and raging brew, Came we from many lands afar To follow learning ' s shining star As Freshmen in our College dear; Not to speak, but just to hear — In Pikeville College. The Sophs were smart, and rules were drawn. Though as a force they weren ' t so strong. They sought to make us bow and bend As on our paths our steps would wend. If shoes weren ' t mates, We ' d wash the gates In Pikeville College. In classes, lab, and chapel, too. Our heads would swim and whirl anew. And swim some more, on lessons deep, And make us study great big heap. But picnics fine for all of us Would raise an awfully good time fuss In Pikeville College. In lab we blew ourselves away ; The chemicals our fears did sway. We hunted bugs o ' er hill and dale. Till day would wane and night come pale; And then we ' d eat on moonlit hills. With worms and bugs we ' ve had our thrills In Pikeville College. We ' ve Ed, and Math, and His- tory, And English, just a mystery Of words and symbols written there To ball us up and make us blare In accents loud on reading them, And in our minds to put a hem — In Pikeville College. Then winter came, as winters do. With cold, cold breeze and icy dew. To try to stop our thunderous chorus And make us full of sad remorse At slowing down and losing ground ; But on we ran with cheerful sound In Pikeville College. At mid-term, then, some more came in. With brawny arms and heads of tin ; But smart as a fox in a chicken coop For bits of knowledge ' bout to droop — A goodly bunch of cracked numskulls. Competing with this bunch of hulls In Pikeville College. And thus we sing and go along To a merry tune and joyous song. To show our love and praises too. Our Alma Mater, fair, to you; And we ' ll work hard to be true blue In Pikeville College — just to you. Rah! Rah! Rah! ' Frosh. 1929 Page seventeen