Hillman College - Pioneer Yearbook (Clinton, MS)

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9 THE PIONEER I Listening Silence All day I steal about on tip-toe, fears Close flocking around my heart, lest silence hear And turn toward me his great attentive ears. And what does he hear that he should listen so. My lonely house thus haunting, stealthy of step, And peering lynx-eyed where shadows grow? So oft I glimpse him listening in the gloom, That breathless, I in terror listen too For wee, soft sounds to crash a knel l of doom. Free If you should find me gone today. Would years with me betray m.y way? You’d go, 1 think, across the waste. Wild-eyed, and stumbling in your haste. By way of paths we ' ve worn; then down The long road to the tired town, Loud shouting the foolish name I bear, Which mocks at you from the echoing air. Glad moments I should watch you go From hills that ring my laugh s echo. Then turn to leap rocks mossy grown And match with the streamlet’s joy my own. Ruby Susan Sawyer. Page eight

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The Faculty Dr. W. T. Lowrey, President Mrs. G. W. Riley, Lady Principal Teacher of Education Mr. M. P. L. Berry, Vice-President Science and Bible Miss Mary Bell Riley History Mrs. Stella B. Miller V oice Miss Callie Dudley Piano Miss Erin Higginbotham Expression Miss Susan B. Riley English Mrs. Potter Art Miss Ele Steele French and Latin To the Faculty In days to come, when evening dies and lengthening shadows fall, And thoughts and fancies turn again to days long past recall. I’ll see the faces loved of old, depicted line by line, And greet again in memory those teachers of mine. The picture then will brighten and clear before my gaze. And joyous voices ring again the songs of yesterdays. The old-time lessons, the dreams, the plans, the fears. And all the thronging interests of our college years. And so amid the toils and cares of future life. When clouds are dark and paths are dim, and heavy is the strife, The thoughts of those I knew and loved, the friends of former years. Shall like sweet songs bid me rejoice and charm away my fears. Seniors. six Page seven

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BOOK ONE