Lincoln University - Lion Yearbook (Lincoln University, PA)

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20 LINCOLN NEWS V j PHI LAMBDA SIGMA Honorary English Society Macon Berryman ......................President William A. Jackson...................Secretary Thomas O’Daniel ......................Treasurer 7 HE Intramural Council has been much improved in their activities this year. We have witnessed events new to Lincoln, and the promotion of athletic interest in the student body has been due to the won- derful activities of this council. Besides the regular intramural games the council has also fostered independent games. This was intended to allow everyone’s participation in physical develop- ment. An enormous amount of enthusiasm was dis- played in Basketball. Besides the four class teams there were six independent teams. The winning class team was the sophomore, while the Celtics were the victors among the independents. In baseball also the classes have clashed and showed ability and worth. To increase interest, the council has given banquets to the winners. Two banquets have been staged this year, and they were gala affairs. There is no doubt that Lincoln is growing in athletics.

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LINCOLN NEWS PI GAMMA PSI CLASS SONG (To the tune of University of Maine’s Stein Song) 19 THE PARTING SONG OF PI GAMMA PSI Loved Paradise from which time drives us Hence, Enchanted isle remote from worldly din, The sons of Pi do sorrowing commence. Hear thou this swan-pitched lay to parting men. Farewell to thee our Alma Mater dear, Our love for thee borne in each falling tear In retrospect we gather up the past, Re-piece the vestiges and weep, alas, The end has come, another world awaits. The flux moves on, we mortals must keep pace. Farewell to thee who now dismisseth us To sail the hidden shoals of mundane lusts. Fear not above the deep will always shine The stately masts of thy celestial line, The sons of Pi each soul, a Captain Great Defiers Bolo, God-fearing potentates. Farewell to thee O Sweetheart left behind, Tis barren life that parts our love and thine That lacks thy bosom soft, our warmth, our rest That lacks thy radiant smile, divine, thrice blessed That lacks thy patience sweet; O sainted heart, Be damned vile hour that clefts ouf love apart, In life, in death, in Heav’n by loving won. Sweet flower born to us in life’s sweet spring The fragrance thou hast giv'n us now we sing. The hopes, the joys, the loves, the friendship true, The faded days that now seem far too few, The maidens fair that came into our lives, The mothers’ prayers that staunched us in our trials. Those faithful men who taught with word and deed That love of Him whom temporal spear did bleed. The dancing, ringing rool of morning bell, The sharp metallic clank of evening knell, The golden sunsets flamed with heav’n form’d glow, Those western hills supernal touches show. These wondrous the blisses of four years, Do sadly loom amid these rolling tears. And when that summons, hoped for, yet disdained, Hath linked our numbers to thy infinite train. We, sons of Pi, will e’er in heart be true To Lion’s might, to self, to Orange and Blue. W. T. V. FONTAINE ’30. RANA CATESBIANA Although you could not stir or croak, And cannot leap from place to place, Nor view the ferns and lirs of oak, The moistened sods that herd your race, The “lab” has taught me to admire The intricateness of thy form; What famished soul destroyed the fire That once regaled this lifeless worm? How striking is the art and skill That framed the pectoralis,—lithe! Thy fate oh Rana! is the will Of Nature kind, and harsh, and blithe. —BEN N. A .IKIWE ’30. Hail to dear Pi Gamma Psi, Shout ’till the rafters ring; Stand and drink a toast once again, Let every loyal son of David sing. Then drink to all the happy hours, Drink to the care-free days; Drink to the royal line of David, And to the class of our hearts always. To the trees, to the sky. To the Spring in its glorious happiness; To the youth, to the lire, To the life that is moving and calling us. To the gods, to the fates, To the rulers of men and their destinies; To the lips, to the eyes, To the girls who will love us someday. So hail to dear Pi Gamma Psi, Shout ’till the rafters ring, Stand and drink a toast once again, Let every loyal son of David sing. Then drink to all the happy hours, Drink to our college days; Drink to dear Pi Gamma Psi; The class of our hearts always. By HENRI N. MYRICK and L. RANDLE YOUNG. “IN THE BEGINNING” God and his kingdom would have gone well But Satan had to fall And descend into hell. Eden was a heaven Then the snake came in...... Eve got wise and taught Adam how to sin; Noah begat Shem, Ham and Japheth Tongues were confounded And B a b y i o n fell. And this was in the beginning. —THOMAS A. WEBSTER.

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i 5 LINCOLN NEWS 21 Y. M. C A. CABINET Horace Greely Dwiggins, Jr.,..............President Henri Nelson Myrick.......................Secretary Edward Singleton Gray.....................Treasurer FRESHMAN CLASS