Bethany College - Bethanian Yearbook (Bethany, WV)

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Senior Poem I. Our liappv college days will soon be o ' er Our work together here be done; We ' ll gather in these ancient halls no more, For purpose grave, or bent on fun. Four years have swiftly passed since first we met In joy on this old college hill. Four crowded, happy years — can we forget What they have brought of good and ill ? We came from north and south, from east and west, This Class of Nineteen Ten, to fight For learning ' s precious prize — to do our best For home ' s dear sake and our delight. II. Strangers at first, soon many friends were found In our own ranks, and those beyond. Somehow, ' tis so that on this sacred ground Friendship e ' er wields her strongest bond. Yes, in the depths ot the ample treasure-box (We feel, and gladly testify). Which only Alma Mater ' s child unlocks, Among the shining gems that lie Therein, far from the least, the living pearl Of Friendship richly glows and gleams; Within this casket fair our fancies furl Their wings, and rest in pleasant dreams. m. What of Ambition ' s call, which once we heard In clarion tones, and followed here ? To that are other calls e ' en yet preferred. Are old-time alms yet held most dear? Each one must answer this to his own heart, Yet all can say with words sincere. That of old, selfish aims, the better part Alone remained, after one year Ot life in Bethany. And now there sounds A higher, clearer call to serve; We see a vision of the bleeding wounds Of the sad old world, and we ' ll not swerve From purpose deep and firm, to soothe and heal. This only can we speak, but more we feel. IV. To thee, dear Alma Mater, we would sing With grateful hearts. To thee we ' ll strive to bring The tribute of our lives well spent. On thee with love our eyes are bent In sad farewell. Yea, fare thee w ell. Our Bethany, dear Bethany; farewell. Our comrades true, of Nineteen Ten, The royal, loyal Class of Nineteen Ten, To one and all, a last, a long farewell. M. G. C. 26

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John H. Cable Ma - we introduce to you Hist ot all the President of the Class. He is the President of the Y. M. C. A. and a member ot the Athletic Board as well. There ' s a reason. Beneath that shock ot coarse, black hair is a mind and under that unseemh ' black coat a heart to which every student m school must pa ' respect. He gives himself wholl - to what he attempts. That is why we tear to predict anything as to his tuture. We fear that we shall fall far short of his attain- ments. Ethel Charnock What the Class t u i i lacks m quantity it more than makes up in ijuahtw and this is especially true with respect to the gentler sex. Miss Char- nock is one ot those tew bright oung ladies which it is the good tortune of this Class to possess. A bizite ot the bizites. Miss Ethel has the admirable qualit ot knowing when and where. Her standing in all lines of college activity is one ot which she ma ' be justh ' proud. E. A. Johnston If this Class does not become an important tacior on the foreign mission field, the historian will be ver - much surprised. With men ot such abilit and consecration as E. A. lohnston, who has little time for biz and other frivolous things, and yet is full of s mpathy and optimism, some honor must come to the Class of 191 1. He came from Kimberlin Heights, and that good place has put its stamp upon him. This is no mean tribute. 28