West Virginia Wesleyan College - Murmurmontis Yearbook (Buckhannon, WV)

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For tlie barbecue luncheon in the gymnasium, professors laid aside their briefcases and notes to don chef ' s caps and aprons, to carve pork, tn serve guests and students graciously. It was the largest dinner ever held at Wesleyan. Many had to be turned away. Dr. Roy L. Smith, editor of The Christian Ad- vocate proved that he was a master of words, phrases, and forceful and meaningful thoughts. He will long he remembered for that address. faces — new, wrinkled, strange, old, shining, youthful — all appeared at Wesleyan. Floyd N. Shaver, alumni secretary, was most re- sponsible for the gathering of these alumni and friends. His service added much to the success of this ■ ■ momentous day. He appeared here and there — greeting old grads, wel- coming guests, arranging last-minute details, and smoothing complications. Dr. Wallace B. Fleming ' s Alma Mater of the Mountains was joy- ously sung over and over on that day. I Ie has given eslevan labor, service, and support through the long years he has been associated with her. These are only a few of the traits which characterize the vice presi- dent. This day — the day of going and coming, the day of reward and ful- fillment, Bishop ' s Day, reception, dedication, inauguration, home-com- ing, was many in one, a day not soon to he forgotten. The new eslevan seemed to be already in the making. The atmosphere was that of the he- ginning of something big and dy- namic. 17

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CHAPTER III Jlauil Pel Week Like islands in a misty sea, they scan. Here is biology, there is his- tory; here is art, there is economics; here is philosophy, there is chemistry — islands, distinct in outline. And there are many more equally distinct in outline. But the pattern is vague if there is a pattern — or else the ele- vation is tuo great. Clouds and fogs and mists distort the light rays or blot them out at times. Then with one swoop of the mind, the pilot passes beneath the clouds. It takes but an instant of his time — and there is history and biology linked by a neck of land into a con- tinent as it were. And commerce lies nearer music than one would, have judged. With one ore dip beneath the mists, the scene is clear. The archi- pelago is one great and vast ocean patterned in beauty and in truth. A student is a pilot exploring the universe, coming upon a new world fro far above the clouds. His job is to chart for himself the zap that he is to carry with him for life. Ex- acting is the task. He must note the bay of friendship, the isle of pleasure, the sea of experience, and the straits of society. Before he leaves, he must plot the route carefully that he ay return when he will, with happiness as the ode of travel and not the destination. 19