Connecticut College - Koine Yearbook (New London, CT)

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o ni e el '-- r willk gy Al P s it o s o a0 In appreciation of the first Alumnae of Connecticut College, the Class of 1919, whose members, through their sacrifice and loyalty, laid the foundation for the Connecticut College woman of the future. To them we owe our greatest tradition, responsible Student Govern- ment. Determined and noble pioneers, they are leading us on toward the ideals for which the college was founded. Their example and friendship will ever be in our hearts. 1919S SETTING SAIL Tune: Baby's Boat's the Silver Moon' 1919's setting sail, Eager hearts and true; We will ever in our thoughts bear our love for you. Sail, Submarine, out upon life's sea! Only don't forget to turn, Back to old C. C. M. St.C. H. 20. 22

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'iHII' e il e agfbllllifbe i P ol et J.--J.iu':E'fhfl:!i:!lllflffjn H II!'.;fiiJuI.'jn!mwlll-!J'HNfl;hlh'ildgbIlm. .:E irMi.!!!n HISTORY OF 1920 IN 1918 A sun over misty hill-tops Burst forth with a dazzling glow, And shot out a laughing sunbeam To a modest window, below. The lattice swung wide, and the sunbeam, Lowering, touched a curl, Carrying with it new day, To a sleeping, care-free girl. Across the rippling sunbeam, And into the valley's shade, Glided two radiant figures, And they wakened the slumbering maid. She started, she saw not their faces, But she knew well the reason they came. And, stretching her arms out to greet them, She whispered and called them by name. Freedom, oft have I sought thee, And long at thy mountain I gaze, But never have seen the peaks clearly; Their summits bear veilings of haze. Then slowly she turned to the other, Half-fearful, withdrawing a pace. Truth, she plead, Let me behold thee, Reveal to me, pray, they face. Already have I heard the bugle; Tomorrow is calling me away. But my mother and father have held me, Saying, Daughter, not yet is thy day. Yes, the time is at hand, spoke the Truth. Tomorrow is really thine own. Today brings thine enunciation. Thy seeds of learning are sown. Wrap on this mantle of purpose, And upon thy forehead I place Thy third eye, Imagination, With which thou canst glimpse my face. Then spake Freedom, Do not misuse me; For then must I leave thee, apart, But guard me and carefully treat me, And cherish me next to thy heart. They kissed the girl and they left her. But now she was not afraid; For she had a protection, the mantle, And the third eye of vision, her aid. Mother and father, I leave thee, The bugles of life sound the call. I am growing; Tomorrow will need me; I answer the summons of all. So she left them. Twas heard in the parting. But she knew the call had been true; And they gave her the pillow, Affection, To strengthen and ease her way through. Eager for conquest, she started, The third eye of vision her guide. Purpose, she bore, and Affection; And Freedom walked close by her side. Chapter ATHLETICS There is a great commotion. The scene is laid in a large field. We see our own team fall into the hands of the adversary. Head lines in the paper next morning read, Great Freshman Gain on Hockey Field. Sophomores Gathering Reserve Forces for Junior- Soccer Drive. The next week sees these letters in large print: Sophomores Regain Lost Territory. 23