Baptist Missionary Training School - Beacon Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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-l-i- THE BEACON T TO TI-IE TRAINING SCHOOL COMMITTEE 1 Y 1 They dream, they plan, and they labor Until the task is complete, Then turn again to a new one With a patience ever sweet. For their joyous and loyal devotion - For their self-effacing love- We express our appreciation, With thanks to God above. To the women whose prayers and dreams for our School have made its progress a reality, the students of l931 extend a message of deep love and grati- tude. We thank you, loved women of our Training School Committee, for the enlarged vision you have given us of the world's need, of our own possibilities, of God's need for us! In the heart of each Training School girl lies the question, How shall we repay the debt we owe, not only to our present Committee but to those women who loved us so long ago? The answer is found where the query arose - in the heart of each loyal student. Through whole-hearted, Whole-souled service perhaps we can pay our debt to the noble band of women who have constantly worked for our progress through long or short periods of our fifty years of existence. And it seems as if you would have it so- that our appreciation should be shown not in words and flowery tributes alone, but in the greater fulfillment of the work you have loved. Through our every dream and plan we have felt your quiet understanding and prayerful co-operation. Without you, and the Wonderful women whom you followed, there could be no Training School I Our Golden Anniversary tribute to you, loved women of the Training School Committee then, is this: that We shall bring to fulfillment the ideals set forth in your work and the work begun in 1881, that we shall study to show ourselves workmen who need not to be ashamed. And we believe your greatest happiness will come when we, through a life-time of unsellish service can say, We have been true to the heavenly vision. M. E. I-I. l 6

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--ll THE BEAcoN iii CLASS HISTORY f f Y Oh, I'm so glad you have come back to spend a few minutes with me Z Alma Mater enthusiastically greets an alumna. Sit down here beside me, dear, and let us talk. It has been years since we have seen each other, and you must have much to tell me. You say you would rather I would do the talking ? Yes, of course. I forget that you want to know about some of your sisters who came to me after you had gone to your field. This year's class? Yes, I would be glad to tell you about it. Three short years ago thirteen girls entered my doors, representing eight different states. I was rather proud of them, thinking that they would graduate the year of my Fiftieth Anniversary. Miss Virgin was their advisor, that is she was Miss Virgin until the end of the year when she married and became Mrs. J. Noble White. That reminds me that three of the class followed her example that summer and fall. Three others left to take up other lines of study. They were a lively group and put on some most enjoyable parties that year. I shall never forget the party they gave to the Seniors. They arranged one of the unoccupied rooms on the third floor to represent a Dug-out, and after a slumber party together, served breakfast with coffee and doughnuts as the main part. And, oh yes, they entertained the whole school at the annual Hallowe'en party. Even the-august faculty were required to walk squeaky stairways and take hold of slimy things that night. It was a weird and spooky occasion. But I must not dwell too long on their Freshman year. It seemed to me that they were Juniors before I realized the fact. As I said before, six of my girls did not return for their Junior year, but the seven who did come back were joined by twelve new girls. I was proud of those nineteen girls and quite delighted in their individual contributions to the life of the school. They spent weeks in planning the banquet for the Seniors. They transformed our dining room into a Japanese garden that made us all gasp at its loveliness. They were in complete charge of the evening program on Founders' Day and inspired us with their pageant, The Soul's Awakening. It was Miss Tuller who served as their advisor that year. - Then came the third year and they were Seniors, with Miss Tuller con- tinuing as advisor. One of my girls who had entered with that first group and finished her Junior year did not return for the Senior year. Another, Dorothy Sangren, who had been president of the Junior class, was needed on a new field in Natick, Rhode Island. We missed her greatly, but the class voted to adopt her as its missionary, and in that way kept in close touch with her. With the addition of fourteen new girls to the seventeen remaining ones of the Junior group, there was a total of thirty-one in the Senior class. It was a thrilling sight to see that large group meet for the Hrst time in the old Senior room, which was scarcely large enough to accommodate them all. Two of the girls, Alma Schilke and Janet Byron, were with us for only one term. at the end of which, they left to go on their Helds. The class entertained them at a farewell party in December and were pleased to have as guest of honor, Miss De Clercq. It was not until one day in January, when Miss Brimson called a meeting of the class, that I realized that these girls were Seniors and would soon be leav- ing me. But I forgot to regret the parting in the next few months of joyous activities. fffontinued on page 46j I8