Columbia College - Columbian Yearbook (Columbia, SC)

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.Sophomore Class History s g VERY young girl anticipates the thrilling experience of going away to college. Thus, when a crowd of new girls reached C. C., in September, 1912, to compose the Freshman Class of that year, it was in fulfillment of a long-looked-for desire. Wie were consoled in our seasons of homesickness, which lasted nearly all the time, by hearing the saying that a girl who never gets homesick is not worth much. Our path was rugged and steep, 'tis true, but we were too courageous to give up, when we knew that we had left behind us fathers and mothers who were making sacrifices for us, and expecting great things of us. VVe soon began to see a great many pleasures, too, of college life. VVe became charmed with life at C. C., and possessed with a great determination to have double stars sent home on our reports. That first Christmas home from college-who can tell of it? It was to us as a delightfully refreshing oasis on a desert of continuous studying. Treading upon its heels came the treat of the Freshman year, our tea- party. How it did bring back memories of our little birthday parties at home! In contrast to this came the time to face examinations. Vlfe passed through this ordeal only through the anticipation of what was to come next-vacation. The weeks have swiftly rolled away, and we have taken one more of the four great steps of college life. VVe are proud to say that we are now Sophomores. VVe returned to C. C. with the coming of September, now as old girls, ready to lend a helping hand in every way possible to those who were only then treading the same path which seemed to us a little discouraging when we, too, were Freshmen. VVe came with an earnest desire to make our good of last year, our best of this year, to make the most of our opportunities. VVe have learned to love our College, with its duties and its pleasures. Vile have learned some important and useful lessons from experience. VVe have S12fiVCH to live down that reputation which is customarily given to Sophomore classes-they call us the wise foolsf' VVell, maybe we were a little precocious in our ways, but we all have to go through that stage of college life, and let us hope that in the mean- time we were also digging faithfully for the pure gold of education- FORTY'F'lVE

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events of the college year came to pass in their regular order, The usual One fine Saturday night in February, our Class gathered in the basement to hold its banquet. Those bare, unattractive rooms were transformed into a veri- table fairyland of beauty, and for several hours various amusements and con- versation were enjoyed. Last, but not least, a tempting course of refreshments was served. And now, our voyage of nine months is nearing its close. Qur little ship, called the Sophomo the winds have blown, and the storms have raged. But now the re, has made her trip successfully. At times, the seas have been troubled, air is still, an a 15 ca g looking forward to something higher and better. For, Qur reach should d ll ' lm a ain. However, we are not quite satisfied, we are exceed our grasp, or what's a heaven for? By the last rays of the setting sun, we see a light which grows brighter and brighter. ls it another ship? Yes, and now we see the name in large, glit- tering letters. lt is JUNlQR. -NENA QDOM, Class Historian is 6 . 'vfsz' 7 4 y'l.f l Fonrv-sfx