Chowan College - Chowanoka Yearbook (Murfreesboro, NC)

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' 13 Class Poem The time has come when we must j art And now as we Ufe ' s journey start From this beloved old C. ( ' . ' ( ' ' ll l( t our watchword ever be — Onward ! The long expected day is here The most renown ' d in our career ; Ev ' n though it seems the vict ' ry ' s won Our task in life is just begun. Onward ! While wand ' ring o ' er our lawn so fair Plucking a flower here and there, The mocking bird with his sweet song Gave us cheer as we passed along. Onward ! However hard the path did seem No time was spent to stop and dream But this brave class went pressing on Until in sight was seen the dawn. Onward! Oh, Alma Alater, fare thee well! For we no longer with thee dwell, But hope wherever duty leads To ])raise thy name and act great deeds Onward !

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mined to become a missionary. When I studied the picture carefully I saw an immense crowd in a great cathedral, then suddenly Madge came tnppmg ni and by her rich tones the throng was held spellbound. Silently as the snowfall the picture changed and the tlioiiglitful face of Mary Emma Long came into view. I saw her with wrinkled brow solving the problems of life and with this as her motto, Where there ' s a will there ' s a way. She had been successful and yet in the next jiicture there was a great change— she appeared happier and brighter as she sat in an armchair and read her poems, which have made her world famous. I saw n ext the figure of Marie Evans. After taking her A.B. degree from Chowan College she decided she wanted a musical education. She studied ui America several years and graduated at the New England ( onservatory. She went abroad to studv, and while over there she won much fame. After refvismg several splendiil offers she retm-ned to America and accepted the position of her former teacher at the Conservatory. The coals seemed cold, and still there were some of my classmates I had not seen. I could not imagine what had become of them or what the suddenly dying away of the coals meant. I searched them over and finally it seemeil as it I were carried away by their mystic influence into some strange land, perhaps Mexico, and while there I was passing through a large hospital and to my surprise I met Georgia Hartley in the hall ; she was a practising physician and missionary. She told me how she ' regained her health and strength after graduation by hivmg the Bees. This jMcture faded and another took its place. I saw Louise ' ann, tlu lial)y of our class. Although she was yovmg, she was brave to do and to dare. Li the city of St. Louis there was conveiied ' a Woman ' s Congress for the purpose of procuring votes for women. The gift of golden oratory made her easily a leader and in the parade she marched with the vanguard, and as she marched sang, Dare to be a Daniel. Last but not least I saw i)ictured in the coals the sweet, serious face of Etta Banks. Her speech is silver and her silence goklen, for with a glance she can speak volumes. I saw a large church decorated with violets and rich yellow chrysanthemums ; a huge arch was near the altar. The candles were lighted and I heard the sweet voice of Madge, while at the organ was Marie. As the strains of the Wedding March swelled forth from the organ, I saw my class- mates entering one by one. They were dressed in yellow with huge bunches of violets ill their arms. As the picture faded away I saw Etta kneeling at the altar wrajipcd in bridal draperies and at her side knelt her heart ' s king. A bow and Dr. Bruuer was gone, the coals gray and lifeless.

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Certificate in Enj lish Minnie I ' earl Ward Alatliincan Lewiston, North Carolina ' Kindest acts and thoughtful deeds were in in her very looks.