Bacone College - Warrior Yearbook (Muskogee, OK)

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48 TI-IE BACONE CHIEF birthdays. Dressed backwards? Well, I should say, the grandest of ties, brooches and the daintiest of lavallieres adorned the backs. Skirts were fastened in front, middy blouse collars in front, and shoes on the wrong feet. My! They certainly were a complex looking set. The honorees were requested to perform stunts backwards. After some exciting games we drank a hot chocolate to set us going right with the world, and went oif to islumberland. YE SYXTH DEGREE. A tackie partie whych of corse yew wood tern up yer probosces at, sich an idear, but lissen her, and let me tel yew weuns know all there is for a feller to know about a tackie partie and fer a good time, shucks, nothin else ain't in it. Whie them ther girls they ramsaked that ther buildin from wun end to tuther fer the mos reedicklus lookin garb that could a 'bin scraped up. Every animals, nashun, grate men and little ones wuz represented at that partie. Talk about education things, yeu dont need to go clear off to the wor1d's fare as San Fran- cisco and uther monstrous metropolistic cities, just simply pull oif a tip top tackie party, you kud see the wurld in a nutshell rite heer at hum. BANQUET. The very word banquet carries you to ye olden time when you sat down and enjoyed- a big feed . Celestial cookeries and toasts. It was with sadness that the Juniors carried the Seniors to such heights, knowing that they would never return again. Blue and gold colors made unique decorations upon the snowy white linens. The table was laid for twenty. Four Sumptuous courses were served. President Randall pre- sided as Master of Toasts . His talk on Sunshine was beautiful, and he fittingly applied it to the students. The welcome address by John Murphy, so carefully pre- pared, almost brought tears to the Seniors' eyes. Gus Chou- teau gave the Response expressing the appreciation of the class for the hospitality of the evening and the splendid comradeaship given to them by the Juniors during their last year. Ruth Gilbert gave a very creditable talk on What I think of a Bacone Boy . James Jones talked on What I think of a Bacone Girl . The class prophecy was read by the prophetess, Ida Tiger.

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THE BACONE CHIEF 47 four o'clock, which was a splendid reminder for obedient stu- dents to get back to school. All aboard yelled the conductor to the running boys and girls. Soon they were seated in the car and on their way back to the famous hilltop, where the final of the second de- gree was enacted. ' Hallowe'en came with every nook and corner of Rocke- feller hall haunted. The House of Nights could not have been more possessed with shrieking spirits on that October night. The boyis used this measure to entertain the girls for the evening. At the main entrance an escort took us in charge and led us on a grand march from cellar to garret and from there to the Goblin Den, where we sat down to await the re- maining events of the program. To our great surprise four of the boys made handsome looking darkies and sang a Dixie quartette. It sho wuz line. A cat concert followed, showing how harmoniously such an unlimited number of tones may be blended. A wonderful exhibition of some new species of animals, originated by the genius of the boys was given. After this the witches told our fortunes. Eatables in keeping with the occasion were served, and favors given to each one present. The spirits of HalloWe'en had never seemed more alert or active. We went to bed only to dream weird dreams of the third degree of social life at Bacone. In return for the kindness shown by the boys, Mother Morford consented that the girls give them a reception. Now I do wish that you could have seen those girls when they came into Sacajawea Hall, dressed to a perfect dream. Flitting fairies are not in it. During the first part of the evening the boys conducted an Ichabod's School . Their wit and humor kept the crowd almost in convulsions. A play, The Burglar Alarm, given by the girls made quite a hit. Several readings and songs were rendered by them also. Refinement and culture pervaded the atmosphere throughout the evening. All thought it was the best yet . No degree in Bacone social life before, Ever attained the success won by number four. YTRAP DRAWKCAB. CThe Fifth Degreej Backward turn backward, O, time in your flight, and give me a good time just for tonight. Shouted the girls while they descended the stairs to join in the fun of a backward party given in honor of four girls'

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THE BACONE CHIEF 49 As the old saying goes, The last is always the best , held good at the banquet when Mrs Randall talked on In- terests of Education . . For half an hour or so there was much competition be- tween the two classes in class yells and songs. Thus ended the golden seventh degree in the social life of Bacone, and still there's more to follow for all eyes are turned toward the annual May-day picnic, but it will take a whole volume to give an account of it so we will leave its history to be recorded by future Baconians. N 107 s ,vlyrs ,fl ,gs l Pl ix -X it ag is X18 Ai