Labette Community College - Parkan Yearbook (Parsons, KS)

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X. , 'S w '.. x Small piles of gray rock barely visible in the burned grass. next a pool of water, cropped out of thc Kansas plain. As the sun sank lower in the west, a breeze began waving the straw- colorcd grass, and rippling thc waters of the wide. shallow pool. The man crouching low in the rocks might have been ayoung Indian, such was his garb. His skin was a light bronze color, and as he gazed across the water, the vision of a beautiful PAGE 6 ,ml - Indian woman appeared before him-his wife of a monthg to hiin this was hallowed ground. In a clump of trees a short distance to the east was I1 group of three houses. The small trading post had operated but two months in Soutlieastern Kansas, but rapid growth was ahead. And a few years later the Indian dared no longer to visit the pool where he lost his love. After fifty years., during which houses were built all around the hallowed ground of the

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Indian. the plot was bought hy the city, Par- sons. to he consecrated to no ordinary purpose. Seven years ago, a brick edifice was erected, to carry on the education of future citizens, in high school and junior college. And the ground remains hallowed-not for the original Indian dwellers, hut for the hundreds of students who continue to eome here for inspiration and devel- opment, and then to move on to higher and higher destinies. ALMA MATER To Parsons Junior College we all sing. 'Tis she whose name' is always high in sport Achievements for each year. She is king. Of her we sing great deeds of good report. To Parsons Junior College we still sing, For through her activities friends are made. 'Tis only happiness these friends will bring. Her name held high., with banners we parade. To Parsons Junior College we all owe Much of the happiness we've gained from books. This debt creates a love we shan't outgrow, For it's stored in our hearts in little nooks. An infinite amount of praise is hers. Through her we've seen and enjoyed the game Of school life. We students should confer Upon her, honor worthy of her name. -Joe Allen, J. C. '33. PAGE 7