Atlantic Christian College - Pine Knot Yearbook (Wilson, NC)

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OFFICE STAFF KATHRYN LAMM Office Secretary MILDRED D. ROSS Bookkeeper

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ADMINISTRATION

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The small dark cell was cold, very cold, and r VjSSSjfw’ JV ••• v»v • •■•tlLTra • ' ■ JA ' A ' n • , t t ough the paneless window almost cast the light of the little lamp into darkest oblivion . . . but still it flickered on, casting forth its small feeble light out into the deathly still of the midnight. . . . The halls and cttbli- cles were all silent now—no sound of “Gloria in Excelsis” came triu — phantly rolling forth fropi the Chapel—no sound of “Aves”—no devout telling of beads. . . . All Was silent. ... So silent! . . . Except for th — — scratching of the quill, as the frozen, boney finger painfully forced; it nver -the manuscript—transforming the dull parchment into the, living cfimej livihg story of Man and his God. . . . On and on through the night, the scratch- ing continued, for there was not much time left for th down the wonderful things on the cold paper. . . T TBe eyes grew dimmer everyday, from straining year after year to see the wonderful words in the feeble light—but on and on worked the quill. . . . Death stood just oqtside the window and beckoned, with a cold finger froia Ijis Eternal Night—but on and on wrote the quill. . . . The work ‘e fimglrbdr ; . . Man had a right to know. ... A right to the gleam of the Eternal Light was his dufy- nay, his love—his life, to hold aloft the Torch Of jto be a Beacon to All Men, to light them through the Ages called Dark. . . . Thus on and on through the night, the quill crawled it’s, agonizing way. . . . And brighter and brighter .grew the Torch, as' higher and higher it cast its flame aloft. . . . ( Hdbeb t-Lum Vito.e: Cecil Willis.