Central Wesleyan College - Centralian Yearbook (Central, SC)

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SALUTATORY Happy—yes. we are happy today; how could graduates be otherwise? We are glad that such an enthusiastic audience of fiiends and instructors has gathered to greet us on this our graduation day We aie pleased to have completed this part of our col ege training, and to move on in our development to, what we trust may be, truly influential lives. The class of 1931 extends to you a most cordial welcome. We must progress for today is our commencement. The highe t success ought to be ours. Each day opportunities for a finer growth, derived from the knowl- edge of literature, art, and science; the chance of better culture through religion, wise association, and travel; and the way to a more ideal character are open to each of us. Our training demands that we accomplish a worthy work, humanity demands that we d our duty, and God demands that we do our best. So may each one, “Looking forward through the years, labor ever onward, unharmed by doubts or fears. Today we boldly tear aside the veil that hides the future from our view, and cast away with it our college privileges and pleasures, but the memories of the college so dear to us will ever be an inspiration when we encounter the graver problems so soon to confront us. Before us hes the world. Grave are its responsibilities. Our equipment is g. od. our armor strong so we are looking forward to nothing save success. The time is now at hand when it is necessary for us, as a class, to part: but the ties of friendship which we have formed during these two years of our college course, we defy either time or circumstances to weaken. As the years roll on, our Alma Mater will remain in our hearts wreathed with glory, and the fondest memories of her will ever c ing to us us we review the scenes of bygone days and familiar faces—companions cf our earlier years endeared to us by many a tie. We shall ever treasure the remembrance of the many happy scenes of our school days here and it is to this last event of our school life that we bid each of you welcome— yea, thrice welcome! —Evangeline Hames.

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'I1 -( WE ME-CO OUR FUTURE It was an ideal day for motoring and exploration—fleecy white clouds joyfully chased each other across the blue of the heavens, and a sportive little June breeze seemed laden with happy promises and the perfumed breath of the roadside flowers. The time was two weeks after graduation from W. M. C. and Mary Lois Binns and 1, former classmates, were enjoying a motor trip in the mountains of North Caiolina. it was not entirely a pleasure jaunt for we were making a collection of old English Ballads and the superstitious tales and folk-lore of the surrounding settlements. The road we were endeavoring to follow was hardly more than a trail, so abandoning the car, we started walking to a rude dwelling which we spied in the distance. Lipon arriving at the cabin, we decided that it would probably be a treasure- house, yielding many rich finds in the shape of old ballads and folk-songs. Nor were we disappointed. The sole inhabitant seemed to be a toothless old crone of uncertain age who sat mumbling before an open fire. Bidding us welcome, she told us many tales of moun- tain feuds and also disclosed to us the fact that she was known locally as a necromancer. In a spirit of fun, we asked her to predict the events that would befall ou’r class- mates by 1940. She looked steadily at us a moment and replied, '“Go back to your car. Drive three miles down the mountain until you come to the crossroad. Then look in the first hollow tiee to the left. In it you will find a box which will tell you that which you wish to know. Now go!” Half-fearfully, half-seeptically, we returned to the car. Nevertheless, we followed her instructions and found the tree. Inside it We actually found an old brass-bound box. Forcing the lock we found a single sheet of paper inside with the following inscriptions I. Elmire Bolton, in this year 1840, have been instructed by a spiiit to place within this box a prophecy to be found by Evangeline Hames and Mary Lois Binns in 1931. The prophecy will concern their classmates, the graduates of ’31. The events forecasted will take place before 1940.” Norene Adams, the jolly, earefiee maid of the class, after teaching school a few years, will marry a certain farmer lad of Pickens. Gertrude Mahaffey will be a graduate of the Boston Conservatory of Music and after a tour of the States will continue her studies in Europe. John Kelley will build a private office on the college campus so that he can persuade the new co-eds to become members of the Keewanis Literary Society. Mildred Miller, together with a certain young man who graduated in ’32, will be busy at her life-work of rescuing souls from sin. Vivian Youngblood will become Dean of Women at her Alma Mater and as punish- ment for her similar indiscretions in the past will spend her time after the 10:00 o’clock- bell has rung seeing that all lights are out. Gaines Evatt will have found his “inspiration” in a certain young lady of Georg a, and she will be a notable factor in his attainment of success as a Christian lawyer. After learning that success comes through “I cans” and not “I can’ts,” Virginia Alexander will impart the principles of the alphabet to beginners in a certain school near her home. A prominent advocate of woman’s position in the business world will be Miss Lois Earle, who is well satisfied with her position as “somebody’s” confidential secretary, The class will be represented in Africa by Mr. George Hilson, who will be always remembered for his deep spirituality. An important member of a famous Evangelistic team will be Miss Florace Sides. Her lovely soprano voice is a splendid aid in winning souls to Christ. One of the members of the class will be a poet. Lucia Merritt will become famous as a twentieth century poetess and hymn writer. The field of oratory will not be altogether neglected, for in his spare moments Mr, James Hilson lectures on “How To Become A Successful Business Manager Of A School Publication.” Mr. Hilson is a school teacher during the week, but on Sunday he instructs his flock in the ways of righteousness. Ziphie Moore will be a famous evangelist known as the “John Wesley of the twentieth century.” On June 24, 1940, Mary Lois Binns will celebrate the fourth anniversary of het marriage to a certain enterprising young chemist connected with the Gulf States Paper Corporation of Tuscaloosa, Alabama. It is foreoidained that Evangeline Hames will be At this point a truant breeze snatehed the precious document from my hands and it sailed out of sight among the trees and Mary Lois and I were left in ignorance of my fate. EVANGELINE HAMES.

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 WE ME-CO VALEDICTORY We are deeply moved by an emotion that we cannot explain—an emotion of sadness because of the severing of the ties that have been very dear to us. In every tongue we find one word that draws down the curtain upon the brightest scenes of earthly life—and tonight as the curtain falls forever upon the joyous scene of our happy college days here, we say to you good-bye. Dear parents and friends, we extend our greatest appreciation for your interest in us. We are indebted to you for inspiring us and urging us to success. So it is to you, dear friends and parents that we must say farewell. Farewell! To you, the Local Board of Managers, we have come with our last farewell, To you who have stood by the college in times of severe trial, and have spent youi untiring efforts in behalf of us, we say farewell. Then to our beloved President it remains for us to say farewell. You have taught us a lesson of a life devoted to helpfulness. We thank you for your courteous treat- ment and your interest in our welfare. Nor is it in mere compliance with custom that 1, in behalf of our class, tender you our sincere gratitude for your relations with us in the years now closing. We hope that you may long be spared in full strength to direct the affairs of our Alma Mater. In the name of the class of 1931 I bid you farewell. Most honorable teachers, to you has been given the task of impressing directly upon our minds those truths that shall develop the truest manhood of each nature, and of implanting in each brain and heart the germs of knowledge, whose perfect giowth will form lives of success, and whose fruitage will be the crowning of well spent lives. How well you have discharged this responsibility, the present but faintly shews; the future alone can tell how well, how faithfully you have labored in our behalf. And now we bid you farewell with the hope that your memory of us will be as pleasant as ours shall be of you. As we leave our Alma Mater it is with a profound respect for her history, and with the firm purpose to live so as to add honor to her name. For the class which follows in our footsteps it is hard not to feel a pang of jealousy, but as we say, farewell,” we also say, All hail! We pray that as you take our places you will fill them more worthily than we. To you we commend the interest we have cherished together, knowing that your enthusiastic loyalty is no less than ours. We shall be lonely many times when we think of the brotherly compan- ionship which we have had with you. For most of us this is our farewell forever. Good-bye. And now, dear classmates, I fain would linger over our last good-bye. Class- mates, tried and true, farewell. We knew this time must come, but we tried to place it so far ahead. It would be next year, next term, two weeks away. It could not be so soon. We have been trying to say good-bye during these last days in order that this last hour might not be so sad. But the end has come and the good-bye has not been said. It behooves us well to step cautiously as we cross the threshhold upon the daz- zling sunlight and deafening tumultuous whirl of the busy world. Think not that all is sunshine nor that fame will await you for, “He who would win must labor for the prize. If the thought should arise, Are we adequate to the task of shaping out course so as to reach the goal, let the success of others he our stimulus. I can wish nothing higher or happier than that through our lives, in joy or sorrow, there may remain with us the consciousness of duty well performed, of trials nobly endured, and of a life faithfully lived. In the hope of such a future I bid you all good- bye. I bid you not merely good-bye but good-morrow. —Lois Earle.