Wofford College - Bohemian Yearbook (Spartanburg, SC)

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book he knew and loved so well, the Bible. Among his last words to the Wofford students, delivered from the college rostrum, were Wofford students are gentlemen. Are we measuring up to these words? We shall never look upon his like again. ' Twas an inspiration just to see him, to say nothing of having been in his lecture room. He is gone but his memory lives. The pall bearers from our class were: M. S. Lively and D. T. Ouzts. Ch. ' .pte? IV The Senior Class We are seniors. What does it mean? Soon we say good-bye to the college we have learned to love so well. Our officers this year are: President, T. E. Crane ; Vice-President, H. G. Hardin; Secretary and Treasurer, D. T. Ouzts; Poet, E. K. Epps; Prophet, T. H. Campbell; Historian, W. J. McGarity. H. Hucks is Editor-in-chief of the Journal with W. R. Wightmaii as Business Manager. The Editor-in-chief of the Bohemian is T. E. Crane and O. C. Bennett, Business Manager. H. G. Hardin is president of the student body, and C. E. DuPont president of the Y. M. C. A. The literary society presidents have been Calhoun, E. K. Epps, W. J. McGarity. W. Y. Dillard, Jr., and P. H. Thomp- son; Carlisle, O. C. Bennett, M. M. Brooks, H. Hucks, and J. C. Wrightson; Preston, H. G. Hardin, T. E. Crane, C. E. DuPont, and W. P. Meadors, Jr. Mr. Wrightson was one of the representatives in the Davidson-Wofford debate, and W. V. Dibble goes to Greenwood this year to represent us in the Oratorical Contest. Our commencement speakers are: H. G. Hardin, H. Hucks, H. Langford, M. S. Lively, W. J. McGarity and D. T. Ouzts. Conclusion We are standing at the close of our college course. Ere long we begin alone the work which lies before us. Success is brought by continued labor and continued watchful- ness. We must struggle on, not for one moment hesitate, nor take one backward step for in the language of the poet: The gates of hell are open night and day, Smooth the descent and easy is the way; But to return and view the cheerful skies, In this, the task and mighty labor lies. Our long and happy association is nearing an end. We have esteemed each other, loved each other, and must with each other part, and we feel that the separation soon to take place between most of us will be final and forever. W. Jay McGarity. i8

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Vice-President, M. L. Stuckey; Secretary and Treasurer, C. H. Carlisle. Every year a medal is offered to the best Freshman declaimer. The contest is held on the evening of Carlisle Day. At the contest this year Mr. DuPont, the class president, presided and introduced the following speakers: From the Calhoun Society, L. C. Brady, Jr., and H. I. Ellerbe; the Carlisle, H. Hucks and W. D. Hutto, Jr.; the Preston, W. V. Dibble and H. G. Hardin. Mr. Hucks was the winner of the medal. Chapter II THE SOPHOMORE CLASS After having spent our first summer vacation as a college student we returned in September, 1908, determined to do better work than we did in our Freshman year. Our class this year numbered but fifty-eight. It was gratifying to some of us to know that we would not be called Fresh again. This year our class officers were: President, W. P. Meadors. Jr.; Vice-President, H. G. Hardin; Secretary and Treasurer, H. M. Snyder. The Sophomore exhibition was the event of the year that we looked forward to with great interest. The societies elected the following speakers: Calhoun, W. Y. Dillard, Jr. and E. K. Epps; Carlisle, H. Hucks and C. W. Rankin; Preston, G. C. Bull. W. P. Meadors, Jr., was the presiding officer. Chapter III THE JUNIOR CLASS Just one-half of our college course has been spent. It has been said that the work of the third year in college is the hardest in the college course. We found it pleasant. We were beginning to study. The silver lining behind the cloud could be seen. Our class officers were: President, O. C. Bennett; Vice-President, H. Langford; Secretary and Treasurer, D. M. Turbeville. We sent Mr. H. G. Hardin to Greenwood to win the State Oratorical Contest medal, and he did, being the third brother and sixth Wofford representative to win the honor. The Junior debaters were: Calhoun, C. H. Carhsle and W. Y. Dillard, Jri; Carlisle, M. S. Lively and W. D. Hutto, Jr.; Preston, H. Langford and W. R. Wightman. The debate was presided over by O. C. Bennett, who made the farewell address to the Senior class in behalf of the three literary societies, after which he presented to each of them their society diplomas. This year we witnessed the opening of the Whitefoord Smith Library, a long felt want at Wofford. This is one of the handsomest and best equipped library buildings in the State. Near the beginning of the year God in his wisdom saw fit to remove from our midst our Grand Old Man, Dr. James H. Carlisle. During the previous years of our col- lege course he met us regularly and lectured to us in his own characteristic style on the 17

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Class Poem The evening shadows lingering have gone, The golden sun sinks slowly in the blue, How glows the parting gleams ! How calm the breeze ! Then night lets fall a robe of deepest hue; This toilsome day we ' ve tottered with our tasks, And wearily we ' ve climbed this lofty peak, We ' ve sighed and watched the slowly moving sun, Till now this sunset brings the end we seek. This college day of four long years is o ' er. To watch its sunset we have waited long. How calm ! How peaceful is the end. How sweet Its lingering moments make our parting song. We ' ve fought so long the blast of this hard life, And though through strife we ' ve gained the long sought Classmates ' tis sad — -but we must say farewell. Ere we shall part to climb life ' s rugged knoll. Farewell to thee our old Ahna Mater, How long we ' ve labored in thy stately halls, ' Twas thou who took us by our youthful hands. And led us forth to face the world ' s great calls; Though still we love thee we must each be gone, To face the tasks of Hfe God doth assign. There toiling we shall ever think of thee, Ane ever proud to know that we are thine. To you kind masters we must say farewell, How faithful you have toiled to lead us on! Always with care and patience, you have led Us back to lofty paths from which we ' d gone. We ' ll miss you when we face the battling world, For there we ' ll find no hand to guide us through. And not till then we ' ll truly give you thanks. For friendly deeds you ' ve never failed to do. And now classmates a last farewell to you, Our ever toiling days are over here. But this old world is strong and hard to move. And we ' ll unite our strength again out there; So put aside your grief and deeper plant Some kind and noble thought of friends who ' re true, Then pause and think that we perhaps may part, No more to meet while earthly tasks we do. Remember classmates as you face this world, There ' s nothing grander than a noble life; So then strive not for fame, nor earthly wealth. But help to free men ' s souls from crushing strife; And soul to soul live with thy fellow-man, And hand in hand walk with thy Savior blest, Thus friend to God and man a voice we ' ll wait: Come unto me and I will give thee rest. E. K. Epps. 19