Lenoir Rhyne College - Hacawa Yearbook (Hickory, NC)

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Junior Poem Hear the Jiininr ' s little story. ' Tis not lilled with fame ami t;lory ; But with love and labor true. And the loyalty that grew As we learned in these three years, How to share each other ' s tears. Ah ! the troubles we have h.ail, They wi:iul l make our story sad, But we ' ll tell how throu!.;h the gloon;. We could see the roses liloom; How they make our ii.alhway jjriiiht. Turueil our d.irkness iiUo liujlil. Once tipon a morniuti f.air You saw our banner ua int; ' there On L. C. ' s steeple prtaul and liiKli. Then you heard the otliers cry. . 11 witli en ' y lend ,i hanil : Send our tla;.; lhrout;liout ihe land. This may seem cjuite strange to you But with the flag the deer went too ; And, as the deer, our little hand Soon will travel throughout the land, With Esse iiiiiiiii z ' ulci ' i ever As our motto broken never. ' Tis prophesied liy some of late That if our class does graduate. Here and there the earth will quake. Ah ! How old L. C, will shake ! Such a crashing if she falls, When these scientists leave her walls. H this prophecy give you fear. Come to me and you shall hear The little fifteen are not so great; And if a moment you will wait, I ' ll picture right before you here The future of my classmates dear. First you ' ll see a statesman true. Crowned with roses fresh with dew; ( Im- celebrated professor next. And then the four who take a text. . nd preach the Word of God S(-. well I do not ]ia e tile time to tell. After this you ' ll see a farmer. Two athletes in baseball armor. When grand nuisic strikes your ear, (3ur famous actress will appear. Then last of all, omitting me, I hree little hotieswives you will see. You may call it great or small When these scientists, one and all. Their long and toilsome race Ii.ive run. A crown of thornless roses won. Still they ' ll lie ratlier than they ' ll seer In all their works a lasting sunljeam. — Pearl Setzer, Poet.

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Junior History HAI ' I ' ILY we chanceil u])on the spot. They say we wore the verdant luic when we came. It was a small matter to us what they said. We came tii do. See? For L. C. our number was large. It was the class that had been looked for. lie is a Fresh, they woukl say. lUit we considered this no mean honor. Soon we learned the college waw learned to love a Fresh wherever we saw him, and stuck to him n i matter what he did. Fortunatch ' , he was always right. The kindness of our good girls was early manifested. No girls were ever more thoughtful. Their kind deeds can never be forgotten. Our Freshman year was a happy one in many respects. When we came again they called us Sophs. How happy we were! Cive us the way. Freshmen. Do not sneer at us, Juniors. Speak to us. Seniors. Some who had been with us did not return, but others came to join us. W ' e welcomed them. Now we went the way with greater zeal. We would know it all. In Math, we to ok the way. . sk Pat about Geoiuetry and Trig. (.)ur class figured well in the Literary Societies. We were rep- resented in the . nniversaries in both Freshman and Sophomore years. We furnished some of the best athletes. Ask about nur Willieboy. Next we approached the campus somewhat seriously. Grave questions had come into the minds of the Ju- niors. We were glad to find that our number was yet large. We meant business this time. Ask ProfTy Little what we did for Deutsch. The luembers of our class held their own when they appeared on the Anniversaries this year. In athletics we were not lacking. Some of our dreams have come true; others have not. We have nothing to regret. We have gone our way merrh ' . plucking roses wdien they bloomed. Our record is for the public to investigate. The entire fifteen of us ho]ie tn return and finish our course. F. R. Yoder, Historian.

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Soph omore v iass Clc F. M. SPEAGLE, President. L. L. HUFFMAN, Vice-President. i IARY MAUNEY, Sec ' y and Treas. IDA BELLE NEAS, Prophet. O. B. ROBINSON, Historian. EULA MORGAN, Poet. MOTTO: Life is short; therefore iiuilce it useful. ' YELL Vampu, Vampu ! Wahu, Wahii, Wah ! Sophomore, Sopliomore ! Yahu, Yahu, Yah ! COLORS: Violet and Gold. CLASS ROLL H. P. Flowe, Hickory, N. C. Margaret Henuri.x, Concord, N. C. L. L. Huffman, Stanley, Va. Mary Mauney, Newton, N. C. Maude Miller, Hickory, N. C. EuLA Morgan, Mauldin, S. C. Ruth Moser, Hickory, N. C. Ida Belle Neas, Parrottsville, Tenn. O. B. Robinson, Gastonia, N. C. LiLLiE Sease, Gilbert, S. C. F, M. Speagle, Henry, N. C. R, A. SwARiNGEN, Hickory, N. C. CuRLEE Wagner, Hickory, N. C. H. D. Walter, Mooresville, N. C.