Chowan College - Chowanoka Yearbook (Murfreesboro, NC)

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Chowanoka IT) Senio Class Omcers Mrs. W. K. McLean . Presidtnt Marietta Bruwer Vice-President Thelma Draper Secretary-Treasurer Motto: The More e Learn, the Less We Know. Colors: Rose and Grey Floiver: Sweet Peas

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Chowanoka t): MY CLASS Seniors, what of the debt we owe her- Our dear college, we adore; This our loving Alma Mater Cherished now as ne ' er before. Loyal to her, ever praising; That ' s the least that we can do To repay her; always raising Tribute to the school we knew. When I think of Chowan College, The senior class comes to my mind. Each girl added to her knowledge Chowan Life — so hard to find. First, there comes into my memory, A dancing, singing, brown-eyed las Who, you ask, disturbs my revcry? Why, Moella, need you ask? Following her, there comes another, Whose place is very hard to fill; A high light in Expression — rather; Yes, she ' ll always be a Jewell. And there ' s Marietta Bridger. I believe she read Shakespea Just loved Hamlet, I remer Something I thought very . There was Madge who chi.Mimed Thelma — Siamese twins I always say. Brunette Cooper and Blond Draper — It just happened to be that way. Then I think of Hazel Griffin; Had a rep up all her own. Intellectual — No bluffin ' ! Some dav she ' ll be widelv known. Flora Mae entered as a Senior — But she ' s loyal, I ' ll tell you; Chowanoka ' s chief editor — That shows she ' s a worker, too. As my thoughts keep on a rambling Around days I can ' t bring back, Into ,(here comes a scrambling, The busy bee — Mrs. Clara Mac. But of all these fourteen Seniors, f nlv one was brave enough .- ' nath as her major — ■sjie Mae could work that stuff. Nancy Parker was our songbird; Seems as though her voice I hear, As she ' d go upon that last word. Ring it out so sweet and clear. Tell you of Souter do I hear? The student council president. Most popular girl, ' tis very clear That uirely she was provident. Ob ' ' osalie! dear R salie, J ou ruly loved, I knew it. And who it was I plainly see. Nor do I blame you for it. - Elizabeth Watson specialized In Latin, French, and German. II was on me she exercised Her knowledge — such a sermon! But then I always was the lass Who never knew a thing. This poet soaring high and fast Came down with broken wing. But this, my class of ' 26, I ' ll ne ' er forget, no never. Each Senior in my mind will fix Thoughts that remain forever. Mkrvl Brittok,