Hillman College - Pioneer Yearbook (Clinton, MS)

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Page tl»ent -seven THE PIONEER, 192 1 The Pioneer Were I to form a string of pearls To hang on Memory’s wall, I d treasure our old PIONEER, The rarest gem of all. Sweet memories of youth and joy, Of girlhood days gone by. Of dear old Hillman, loved of all, Will last until I die. The years may disappointment bring, As far from here I stray, But the Pioneer will bring back joy And memories of the day. The sound of Hillman’s dear old bell Its pages will recall. And many a face I would forget Twill hang on Memory’s wall. C. E. M.

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THE PIONEER, 192 1 Page liventy-six Senior History EORGE ELIOT said, “The happiest women, like the happiest nations, have no history.” If this be true, the Class of ’20- 21 can rightly be included in the list of the blessed. For serene and happy have their college days been; marked by no cataclysms nor outstanding disasters, and by no evils other than characterize the ordinary routine of school life. Since the year ’17 our class of thirty-two has been gathering from seventeen counties of Mississippi and one of Arkansas, to drink from Hillman’s fountain of knowledge. Out of this number sixteen high schools are represented, four being agricultural high schools. Some came in the year ’20 from other colleges. Our real “pioneers’’ are Huella, Della Mae, Pauline, and Jessie, who have progressed from “preps’ to seniors through a long and honorable career. During the evolution of this Senior Class they have passed under the chastening hand of three lady principals, and but four of the faculty who received them “in the raw” remain to see them pass from “Hillman portals” as finished products? Out of this splendid class of thirty-two we have literary graduates, twenty-nine; piano graduates, two, Jessie and Tirsa; expression graduates, one, Gladys Gilmore. During these years we have been delving in science, logic, philosophy, and history. We have read and studied into and beyond the midnight hour; read until our eyelids have refused to open; studied until the machinery of our cranium was overheated with friction. We have invetstigated the mysteries of the human soul; we have studied philosophy of all kinds, and have even practiced it. We have fallen in love with Wisdom, and have assumed the vows of an evangel to go out into the world and proselyte the disciples of Ignorance. While the history of cur class was in the making, the world was passing through an upheaval and readjustment, every phase of which has left some impression on our own careers. It is the worthy ambition of each one to fittingly meet the call of a new day and reflect credit upon our Alma Mater.. HISTORIAN.

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