Frankfort Pilgrim College - Pilgrim Yearbook (Frankfort, IN)

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JAMES STONE North Carolina Class Treasurer I will instruct thee and tcaeh thee in the Way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eyef' Major: History. Degree: A. B. You might have painted that picture, I might have Written that songg Not ours, but others that triumph, Tis done and well done-so ,long! The subject of this sketch-James W, Stone is treasurer of the class of 1930. 1-Ie is a native ofthe splendid state of North Carolina, where he began his education in the public schools. At an early age, he was saved and sancti- ned and called to preach. Heiviewed life more seriously than most young peo- ple. The questions of the depravity of man, his sin and salvation took such :1 hold upon him that he felt woe is me if I preach not the Gospel . At the same time he felt the need of a greater preparation and a call to prepare. entered Frankfort Pilgrim College on its opening day 1928 and has steadily pursued his education Winning his diploma at commencement the last of May, 1930. The second year of his work here he not only carried his course of study. but was pastor of the church at Forest. He expects to make the min- istry his life work. The Bible has become his counsellor and the Holy Spirit his guide. He is often heard to state that he purposes to be true to his con- victions and be loyal to Christ until he reaches his final triumph. Heaven is the place of victory and triumph. This is the battle-fieldg there is the triumphal procession. This is the land of the sword and the spearg that is the land of the wreath and the crown. Oh, what a thrill of joy will shoot through the hearts of all the blessed when their conquests will be made complete in Heaveng when death itself, the last of foes, shall be slain, and Satan dragged as captive at the chariot wheels of Christ. 363 '-35- nnnunnmmn

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ia Uh? gg ! PEARL SIMS Indiana Class Secretary KJ Take fast hold of instructiong let if her not go: for she is thy lifef' Major: Education. Degree: A. B. 4 V z 'The busy world shoves angrily aside The man who stands with arms akimbo set, Until occasion tells him what to dog And he who waits to have his task marked out, Shall die and leave his errand unfulfilled. Hur time is one which calls for earnest deeds. The life of Miss Pearl Sims has become one that is constantly beckoning from the common walks of life in the world to better and nobler things and to higher virtues in christian experience and activities. This girl has not found life made up of roses without thorns, of sunshine without shadows, or of joys without sorrows. But she has found a Savior that tinds for her the perfume despite the thorn, the sunshine beyond the shadow, and the joy in the midst of sorrow. Her education has helped her to be optimistic. courageous, and has shown her the way into the deeper depths of the truth of the old Book. Her greatest ambition is to bc God 's child of faith in active service, but she feels called to service in the line of teaching and instructing others. Let us at this place take this testimony as though it were coming from her own lips: The educated rationalist may laugh at you. But tomorrow he will be trodden under foot, and will go down to shame and everlasting con- tempt. 'Stopf you say, 'suppose he graduated from one of the great Univer- sities? or suppose he is at the head of one of the Universities? I can not help that. God makes no special regulation for the graduates of great Universities. Rejecting the Bible. they will go down to be companions of the most abandoned wretehes in the universe. and more miserable than they. because of their su- perior edueation. Une rule for all-for great brain and little brain: for high- foreheaded flreek professor, and for flat-skulled Esquimaux: 'He that be- liveth and is baptized shall be savedg and he that belieevth not shall be damned '. -

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U KK A LOUISE NICHOLS VVest Virginia t'Let the words of my mouth, and the meditations of my heart be accept- able in thy sight, O Lord, my strength and my redeemerf' Major: English. Degree: A. B. Life, we've been long together, Through pleasant and through cloudy weather ,Tis hard to part when friends are dear,- Perhaps 'twill eost a sigh, a tearg Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time: Say not 'Good night,'-but in some fairer elime Bid me 'Good morning'. Good morning.', a cheery voice ealled at the doorway whether it. be morn- ing, noon or evening. A bright face appears for a moment and leaves a sense ot joy and of help for the remainder of the day. Life perhaps has been chang- ed from gloominess to thankfulness, and hope has been lifted above trials and diffieulties, though the girl of the cheery good-morning'l has passed on. Such lives are worth while lives whether their deeds take on the heroic or the more common phases of the daily routine. Louise Nichols knows what it is to fight adversity and win her battles. Her learning while in Frankfort Pilgrim College has been won at the price of having to attend the sehool of hard knocks at the same time. Genial, Jovial, always ready with a counter thrust to the pleasantries of sehool day conversations. it Louise was a hard worker, always ready to lift the burdens from others' shoulders. She knew how to tit in where needed. She gave exeellent work as assistant in our Expression Department. Her last testimony in Chapel was one of courage and determination to press on with Christ, and left a eonscious- ness of the deep hope that was in her soul. Her spirit seemed to say, i'Christ1 is the star ot' hope. I would like to have my death-bed under that star-I would like to have my eye on that star, so I eould be assured of the morning. Then the dash of the surf on the sea of death would only be the billowing up of the promise. 'When thou passest through the waters I will be with thee, and the rivers. they shall not overflow thee. All other lights will fail the light that falls from the scroll of fame, the light that flashes from the gem in the beautiful apparel, the light that tiames from the burning lamps of a banquet-- but this light burns on and burns on. 'Welcome, sweet Lord Jesus, welcome eternity' No other star ever pointed a mariner into so safe a harbor. No other star ever sunk its silver anchor so deep into the watersf, ! -gig-