Louisburg College - Oak Yearbook (Louisburg, NC)

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THE C AK, 1 933 LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT We, the Senior Class of 1933, as we see growing nearer the day when we shall depart from our Alma Mater, and realizing the inability of carrying our col- lege possessions with us, do hereby make and declare our last Vill and Testament. To Dr. Wilcox we leave our sincerest thanks for the many things he has done for us. To the faculty we leave the right to direct the incoming students of this college out of the depths of ignorance into the light of knowledge. To the Junior Class we leave the suggestion that they have as good a sponsor as Aliss Ziegler. To the Sophomore Class we leave our many sup- posed privileges in hopes that they will make as much use of them as we have. To the Freshmen we leave our sincerest hope that they will have enough members n;xt year to ha ' e class officers. F. H. Allen, Jr., Testator. 25

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THE OAK, 1 933 Frances got her diploma, hui sJie migJit as ocv tear it, She 7narried Jier Ernest and ho-u: can iir Barr-it. Herbert Clark is not in jail, But teaches math at Princeton or Yale. Sara gre-zv iveary of poetry, and has gone to live at Jf ' arsa , N. C. Myrtle Mitchel (one ne-ver can tell) e thought ' v:ou d be a teacher, But ix-hat do you think Myrtlr did She married a poor preacher. A famous dancer is Ethel Xichols; She got thin by eating pickles. In the Franklin Times, I believe I have read That rirginia ' s an instructor in Physical Ed. John and Mary, the famous double, Have made a fortune by making trouble. Prudence took on the habit at dear old L. C. No-ll- she ' s telephone operator at JFindsor, N. C. And Evelyn McCullers, ice thought she ' d be a preacher, But she goes to all the baseball games, selling peanuts in the bleachers. The noise you heard all over the nation, If as Ben T. in Congress, delivering an oration. The fate of Doris Strange, my friends, is easy to acknoiv ' .edge, Miss Ziegler died — aand ivent to heaven — Doris teaches at the College. Poor Helen remained an old maid — please don ' t sob; She couldn ' t decide betv:een Harry and Bob. The entire truth I nov; have told. Fm sure v:e ' re vcortli our v:eight in gold. Louise Tuxstall, Prophetess. Sfe nc

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THE OAK, 1933 S m =)n( ) ( % i , n TT Qldss oem Perhaps this story ' s tragic, or at least that ' s how it seems; But it soon will be all over, and live only in our dreams. So we will not let it sadden us, it ' s for better we should know, That it ' s only just a picture — that it ' s all a passing show. We hare liked all our instructors — and we hope they ' ve liked us, too; We have had to meet our classes, and we ' ve tried to sit them through. The study seemed unceasing, for each one must learn his part; Sometimes ' twas just a comedy, sometimes a broken heart. But though we ' ve slaved and studied throughout two weary years. We count we ' ve had more gladness than of sorrow or of tears. And we ' ve recithed the sane conclusion that may save us lots of strife, That dear old Louisburg College is just another school of life. Sara Hicks. 26