Davenport College - Galax Yearbook (Lenoir, NC)

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Just at the setting of the sun, When the day is ahnost done, And Hfe ' s battles all are won. By-gone mem ' ries then will come. Back to the past our mind will stray, To the dear old college far away. And to the happy days we spent, As pouring o ' er our books we bent. We studied hard from day to da ; It seemed all work and never play. But those days were merry then. From seven o ' clock till half past ten. O ' er our Trig we had much pleasure, And Cicero ' s Letters we fondly treasure.. In History we never knew a date Altho ' we toiled morn, noon, and late. Physics we always did detest On every day, and especially the tests. There ' s English, note-books, and text — ' most twenty. And required readings just a plenty. To Psychology we ever went slow. Each fearing she ' d not have first go. Then French we direfull) ' did hate For fear of verbs to conjugate. Altho ' it cost us many a sigh And left us with a tear-dimmed eye. Still with the Gai.. . we had some fun. Yet were not sorry when it was done. No more studying for Thirteen ' s four. No more meeting behind closed doors ; Those days in the Library passed away. But our hearts would ever bid them stay. — Ollic Mac Cline. 22

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i pnior (Elass llliHtnrg We are few in nun,bers, but we think quality more important than quantity t a3 ' ° ' 7 V ' ' : ■ ' ' ' ■- - T ' - - - ' Seniors and should set a good example for the others. We have studied many kinds of Meter, but we cannot decide what kind of .Measure we make— two shorts and two longs Our president, Mae Cline, has been here for two years, but vou would tinnk from her learmng :t was a much longer time. Her chief delight is reading Latin so long as she finds it easy, but when she comes to a difficult passage she mvanably thmks of some joke to tell. ■ ' ' at th. r ' ' 7 w ' ' ° ! ' T ' ' ' -■ ' ' ■ ' ' ' ' ' ' ' - Sl ' f likes best of all to sit 1, could r ' ■ ' ' ' ■ ■ S ' - « ' - - if to -y ■■ Don-t you wish Lucye enjoys telling us about the Psychology lesson from which she learns hat the Ego or Consciousness, of self lies primarily and excIusiNch- in the lovin. ' hvery day she asks if she got a letter. If sl,e ,Ii,l. she will do anything for voiT but if not, look out. ' • - ' ■ Next comes Ethel Brown, the smallest me,i,ber of our class. Her ordinary conversation is clear enough, but for the life of me I cannot remember or under- stand what she means when she tries to explain her familv history 11 that I remember just now is that one of her .listant connections is a wonderful young man — her cousin, you know. She can sit in Physics class a wh„]. pen„d and tell Miss Radford all about he e ectroscope. but it will be one of h.r own mvention. I assure you. In addition lovhl hen ' ' ' • ' ■ ' ' • ' ' • ' ' ■ • ' ' ° °- ' ' ' P As for myself, the recorder of our class, I came to Davenport in the fall of lyii with our president, both of us representatives of Lincoln County Of course I ani as proud of my robe and cap and my privileges as any Senior could be I still hope to do great things in the world some day, for every true Davenport girl does. ' ' We have all enjoyed our school life at Davenport, and have learned to love our college this year as never before. May she prosper in all years to come! — Lucy Camp.