Cumberland University - Phoenix Yearbook (Lebanon, TN)

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PHOENIX 4 mm MM James Oscar Baird ¥W : . V V 7 -J ' - O

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In grateful recognition of his long and unselfish service to Cumberland University, and of his earnest effort to preserve its finest traditions ; in acknowl- edgment of the debt the stu- dents owe him for understanding and helpfulness ; in appreciation of the broad culture, the sense of honor, and the high ideals he has impressed on all, the 1930 Phcenix is dedicated to James Oscar Baird

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To -CiuimberlaiK -« — In front of our Alma Mater Stand ready now, bugler, and blow — Give notes of encouragement — daily — For the students who are weary and slow For those who are dreaming of castles Blow it easy from morning to night ; The day ' s treated some of them badly — Oh, blow them at least a good-night. A CHALLENGE Then blow for the fathers and mothers — Who lieth at nighttime awake. Thinking oft of youth ' s aspirations — (Blow soft for the old time ' s sake). And the old, old love of their childhood Is their young, young love again. And the years sweep them back into sunlight On the music of your glad refrain. A man ' s but a man in the daytime, With studying and playing for gain; Then at night when lying there sleeping He lives it all over in vain. When the shadows creep over the campus, And the stars are twinkling o ' erhead. Then dream of the Cumberland spirit. Show that life has come from the dead. But, arise in office and classroom — Day dawneth — night cometh — then rest ; For dreams are dearer to laborers Who do their duty best. Arise — fling far the banner and colors, Ye students of Cumberland — a host ; And — God, the stars, and the angels Can see thee guarding thy post. So blow for him gently and easy — For him who is battling along, Who faces the sunshiny morning With the happiest kind of a song; At the first streak of dawn appearing Arouse for the task of the day — Encourage his heart for the labor Which is his on any highway. Then front of the battle-.scarred gridiron, Tile dianiond, the basket ball gym. Three times — blow loudly and clearly — .Sliow presence of courage and vim ; How bravely they fought for colors Of Cumberland — the school of renown, And fought to the finish of battle With never a grimace nor frown. Then near each teacher ' s snug dwelling Each note blow steady and clear. For they are the shapers of soul-life To all who are eager to hear ; Blow loudly the note of enchantment Lead on their thoughts of the day To fashion youth ' s highest ambitions To live on heaven ' s highway. Hark, sir, and the day ' s work is over, The restless is resting deep. And God has ready nothing better For a man that ' s tired — than sleep. The things that he did are recorded. Past longing — and passing regret. But they who would, maybe somewhere There ' s a chance of doing them yet. Arise — dream dreams — and slow to the finish,- Give echoes a chance to ring ; With God and the stars and the angels The night is an awful thing. Awake, ye heralds of knowledge. Before you is the Pathway Uivtrod, Some day heaven issues the orders To make your report to God. {Beloved late Professor G. Frank Burns at Cumberland University)