Arkansas State University - Indian Yearbook (Jonesboro, AR)

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MRS. D. T. ROGERS Whose indispensable literary aid to the publication staffs, whose unfailing loyalty to the school, whose untiring interest in the individual student, as an instructor, and whose generosity as a friend, no word can repay ! llMMlllltillHIlltiiiilllllilllllii iiniiiiiltlliiiiiimtiiiiiinilillHiiniiiiiiiilliiiiiiniiinniM Fifteen i.llllllllHIIIIIIIIIIIIII HIIIIHIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIII1IIIIIIIIIII1IIIIIIIMIMIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIMII

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•iiHiiitniiiniiiMMiiiiiiiiiiiuiiniiiMitittiiiiiiiMiiiiitMiiiiiiiiiinMn The yearling iiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiriiHiiiiMiiiniiiiniiiiiiiuiiiiiiuiiiiiiiMiuMiiii ' i: ' MISS EDITH BARNHART This is a feeble expression of appreciation for the untiring and un- remitting efforts which she has directed to make the Yearling a book of beauty, and who uses her artistic talents to the glory of the school, and whose personality fixes the character of all with whom she comes in contact. :.IIIIHMMII1llllII!Mlllll1HIIIMIMIMtlllinill11IIMIUt ' init1llllinilUIIIIHII1tlllllllIIIIMIMI Fourteen inillllllllHIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIlllllllllllinMIMIIIIIlllllllllllllllllllllllllMllltHlltllllHIIIIIfH

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IN MEMORIAM HE ' S JUST ASLEEP He is not dead! He only sleeps to awaken at some fairer dawn That falls o ' er night ' s eternal shore ; And where the waters of some mystic sea Shall break evermore. He is not dead ! For just a night his boyish lips are numb Beneath the twilight, and the eve- ning star. A little rest, — and they shall sing again Before God ' s gates that always stand ajar. He is not dead! The flame of vibrant youth can never die And turn again to ashes, cold and gray, Somewhere beyond Life ' s sunset gates we know It lights the pathway to eternal day. He is not dead! His hands perhaps grew tired of human tasks, Weary of holding up Life ' s tangled skein. And yet, we know, somehow, some- time, somewhere He will take up these pleasant tasks again. DAVID BANKS DEAN KOHONKE JOHN SIMPSON Sixteen