Southwestern Louisiana Institute - Lacadien Yearbook (Lafayette, LA)

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MOTTO: Carpe Diem COLORS: Light Blue and Dark Blue FLOWER: Red Rose Senior Class Poem When in life ' s after years we ' 13 are far apart; Still we ' ll be bound together by the old-time heart to heart And golden chains of flowers, of Black-Eyed seasons dear, And other tender memories of our fleeting Senior Year. We thought we found our school life a field a-bloom with flowers, And vainly fancied, as people will, that the goal of all our powers Lay in the crossing. But not so; for we ' ve discovered late A field beyond; the goal when reached, we saw was but a gate. Through this gate we soon shall pass into green Pastures New, But to you, Alma Mater, our hope is to remain most true; And when out on life ' s moor our paths are widening far, May the lesson, learned from you, be for each a guiding star. E. P. M.

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MARIE LOUISE HORAIST Sunset, La. Graduated f rom Sunset High School, ' 12; Entered S. L. I. I., September, ' 12; Member of Avatar Society. Content to follow when we lead the way. ADNER M. LAFLEUR Ville Platte, La. Entered S. L. I. I., ' 12, from Louisiana State Normal; Member of Avatar Lit- erary Society. The scholar of scholars.

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Academic Senior History NOTHING can be more gratifying than a quiet reminiscence of a pleas- ant and profitable past. The Class of 1913 has now reached the point where it may turn a retrospective eye and view the events of the past four years ; years which have been of vital interest and im- portance to us all, years of toil and disaster, yet not without the reward and the joys of 1 work well done, and of fond hopes realized. Within the first few days after school opened, crowds of candidates had matriculated, presented their certificates or stood entrance examinations, and had been admitted into the Freshman Class. They were a singular lot, repre- senting every type of boy and girl. On the faces of all beamed a look of in- telligence, heightened by the look of expectancy and inquiry, characteristic of every new student. From the moment we stepped on the campus, slowly and surely the Southwestern Spirit began to surge into our beings with an irresistible force. Our first days were of torture and suspense on account of exams. Those who never before had made a speech suddenly became fluent orators under the magic influence of stern voices from Seniors and Faculty. Some of our parents would have been paralyzed with astonishment could they have seen us stepping around so rapidly and lively. Thus our college life began. That fall Southwestern had one of the greatest football teams in her history, losing but few games. We backed them up in spirit, and spurred them on to victory. We did well in basket- ball and baseball, too. Commencement, with its gaieties and impressive ceremonies, ended our period of Freshmanhood. With gladsome hearts we all went home for the summer months. As September again approached we felt the call stirring within us and many responded. A few had failed to return but there were others to take their places. Now we were Sophomores, each, in his own opinion, a verita- ble lord of the universe, who straightway evinced a disposition to assume the guardianship of his inexperienced successors. For all our gambols and pranks out of school, we were strictly decorous in school. We attended roll calls with astonishing punctiliousness. Military discipline was enforced strictly this year. On Saturday mornings, many of the boys, inwardly quaking, but outwardly bold, would wait to hear their names abused — meaning tours. Athletics were stronger than ever, and many of us made the Varsity teams in girls ' basket-ball, boys ' basket-ball, football, baseball, and track.