Centenary College of Louisiana - Yoncopin Yearbook (Shreveport, LA)

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q i 2 5 C$eOJo MCOpW Officers of Administration George S. Sexton, D. D Centenary College President John A. Hardin, A. B., A. M Centenary College Dean of College and Director of Summer School Mrs. A. R. Campbell. A. B.. A. M Centenary College Dean of Women Pierce Cline, Ph.B., A. M Centenary College Registrar George M. Reynolds Centenary College Secretary of Faculty Amanda McDonald Reynolds Centenary College Secretary to the President Mrs. V. H. Thomason Shreveport Assistant Secretary Mrs. John A. Hardin Centenary College Lihrarian Mrs. M. 0. Griffith Centenary College Dietitian Mrs. S. A. Montgomery Centenary College Matron of Women ' s Building Iredell M. Clark Centenary College Bursar Mabel Wilson Long Shreveport Bookkeeper Drs. T. I ' . Lloyd and B. C. Garrett Shreveport College of Physicians Earl A. Davis Centenary College Coach Homer II. Norton Centenary College Athletic Director 9 2 5 J Page ttventvfii

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T i 2 5 A Hundred Years of Centenary By Delia Munday, ' 25 III A hundred fateful years have passed, And with them passed a thousand things That men had dreamed would live and last. Yet fled away on hurrying wings. I ' ve seen the Red Man pass away, And where his wigwam lately stood The white man ' s temple stands today, A city for the silent wood. II And in that change I ' ve borne a part; How nobly, let the records tell. My creed was written in the heart Of those who bravely fought and fell. My loyal sons have borne my name On fields of conflict far and near; I make no other bid for fame Than this: they always held me dear. My strength has been in the hearts of men, Men who have walked in the ways of the great; Wielders were they of sword and pen, Builders were they of church and state. A hundred fateful years have passed, And yet, in truth, I am not old; Another hundred like the last Will leave my story half untold. IV I stand for God, for life, and truth, I face the daybreak, not the dark: Beneath my banners dauntless youth Still marches forward toward the mark. A hundred years stretch out before — Years full of deeds for those who dare. I stand beside the open door And lift my banner in the air. i 9 5 if! v Fall in! The triumphs of the past Are naught beside the ones to be; I ' ve nailed the pennon to the mast, I know no fate but victory. By God ' s own grace I ' ve led the field On many a glorious day; Youth cannot fail, youth will not yield, While Centenary leads the way. = J I ' nue twenty-seven