Florida State University - Renegade / Tally Ho Yearbook (Tallahassee, FL)

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Raymond Bellamy, Ph.D. Patron of Class of 1921 Mrs. S- L- Cawthon Patroness of Class of 1921 PAGE 14

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would not destroy a single tree. Knowing this and trusting him as I did, my life was very happy indeed. As the years flew swiftly by, many organizations made their appear- ance on the campus ; they grew and flourished, or dwindled and died as the need for them was manifest. There were literary clubs, social clubs, de- bating societies, and sororities. But the three organizations which I have watched with greatest interest are the Y. W. C. A., Student Government, and the Athletic Association. The Y. W. C. A. began many years ago with a very small group of girls who were thinking about God. We, of the forest, yield to God our whole allegiance, so I was very glad indeed to see the young women of my college learning this same lesson. The path of this organization was not always smooth. There were many set-backs and trials, but blessed by splendid leaders and with God ' s help, its influence has grown each year. I can see, as you do not, my child, how much it really means ; how it has helped the women of this college. Then, there is Student Government. No, it did not come easily. For many years the discipline and rule of the college was entirely in the hands of the teachers. Some times, sad to say, the teachers were very unsymna- thetic, and it was the height of girlish ambition to get around the profs, as they called it. When the Student Government Association was formed eisrht years ago, it was not strong, for the responsibility of making and abiding by their own government was a new one for all these girls. Each year the students have become more and more dependable : disobedience has ceased to be a pleasure. The rules which students make for themselves are rules for which they know the reason ; are rules which they want to live up to. To all the woods folk honor is the greatest of virtues. So nothing could be dearer to my heart than the steady upward progress which my colleere students are making. The Athletic Association has done great things for the college, which no other organization could have done. I have watched its growth with interest. It has made women appreciate their bodies and learn to use them well. It has promoted athletics of every kind, and has raised the college athletic standards very high. On the day when the record for hurling the discus was first broken, there was no one prouder than I. Never has the campus looked more beautiful than on the 19th of Sep- tember, 1917. The ivied walls still shone in their summer green. The fragrance of fall pine needles was in the air. Then came the class which I love best of all — your class — the class of 1921. What has happened since that momentous autumn day, you know as well as I. I have followed every movement of your class with greatest interest — from the days of Freshman caps and pig tails to the latest dignified march in cap and gown. Your triumphs and successes through all four years are familiar to me, and as I look into the future, I can see — Suddenly I sat bolt upright. Why, I have been asleep, I exclaimed ! While I watched the lengthening shadows on the grass, I sighed deeply. The afternoon had passed in idle dreaming, and my story was still un- written. As I rubbed my hand against the tree, it came over me like a flash — the spirit of the pine had told my story. PAGE 13

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ALMA MATER In this happy hilly country there ' s a college all should love ; Tis our Alma Mater standing in a fragrant piney grove ; O ' er her towers blue skies are bending and happy children rove Where the cheerful sunlight falls, O ' er her tow ' rs blue skies are bending, O ' er her tow ' rs blue skies are bending, O ' er her tow ' rs blue skies are bending, Where the cheerful sunlight falls. O ' er her tow ' rs blue skies are bending ; on her slopes the sunlight falls ; And the glory of a promise lingers ' round her cherished walls. Let us labor to fulfil it — ' tis our Alma Mater calls, Calling to her children dear. Alma Mater, kindly mother, may thy skies be ever bright, May thy days be ever sunny, may thy glory have no night ; May thy daughters now and ever honor and defend the right, As the years go rolling by. May thy loving daughters honor and revere thy noble name ; As the sunlight on the waters be the splendor of thy fame ; As the years go rolling past us, may our love be still the same, And thy halls be ever dear. PAGE 15