Louisiana Polytechnic Institute - Lagniappe Yearbook (Ruston, LA)

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the world ' s work, knows no superior in the South; a school where hand and heart join in doing the bidding of the trained mind. The school owes no thanks to the Association for this development, but we hope a new era has begun in which its development will be so interwoven and united with the efforts of the Association as to identify the advance of the one with the growth of the other. The activities of the Association are becoming material and worthy of sup¬ port. A scholarship of $100.00 has been given this year to a former student who would otherwise have been compelled to leave the school and lose a year while making enough money to continue. This scholarship will be continued at all costs, and if possible two or more such scholarships will be given next year. The funds for this undertaking are obtained from the memberships of the Association in the shape of dues of $1.50 per annum. The Association no longer satisfies itself with the encouragement of socia¬ bility among its members. That there should exist a strong feeling of fellowship and friendship is essential, but we are beginning a new era in which an effort is being earnestly made to make the Association a strong central figure around which will be grouped individual activity directed earnestly and zealously toward the upbuilding of the L. I. I. 18

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Alumni Association. OFFICERS. A. B. Freyer, ’05. President. Miss Ruby Dean Bransford, 03. Vice-President. Harry Howard, ’97. Secretary-Treasurer. THE ALUMNI ASSOCIATION. The Alumni Association of the Louisiana Industrial Institute was organized as an association in 1899. The school itself was organized in 1895, and in 1897 its first graduate took his degree. Since those days, many changes have taken place; the school has grown and taken its place with other institutions for higher education in the State and the South; the Alumni Association has grown with the school, year by year being reinforced with the new life and new spirit of each succeeding graduating class. The Association in the beginning directed its attention more strongly to the social entertainment of its members, bringing them together annually in a public program and an Association banquet. The business meeting was a mere formality for the purpose of electing officers. The Association seemed to have no serious purpose, no definite aim in its organization, and its members drifted in spirit fur¬ ther and further away from it. The Association and the school seemed to have no other bonds than those few of its members who were teaching in the school. So much for our organization of yesterday. Today we are confronted with a new condition of affairs. The Association is composed of two hundred and twelve strong, active and enthusiastic members, men and women, who represent the citizenship of our land and who aid in the direction of its affairs. We have among us, men and women who are representative of all that is good and noble, men and women who have become directors of destinies, men and women who reflect credit upon themselves, upon the Association and upon the school. The Association now stands for more than the annual program, banquet and formal election of officers: it stands as representative of a school which, by per¬ sistent effort, has come to be recognized as a power in the educational world. It represents a school which, as a producer of men and women, citizens, factors in 17

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Senior Class-’09% Motto: “All that is to be learned is not found in books.’’ Colors : ' Pink and White. Flowers: Pink and White Hyacinths. OFFICERS. John Warren . President. Sallie Robison . Vice-President. Auline Peevy. Secretary and Treasurer. Vivienne Cook . Musician. Annie Marry . Historian. CLASS POEM, ’09 ’Twas only a few short years ago That they entered the L. I. I. With looks that were timid and steps that were slow P»ut with hopes and ambitions high. And then as they passed from day to day Back and forth in the long dim halls, Their joyous laughter chased dull cares away And they loved the old Institute walls. And now—that those glad, happy days are past, Those days which we all loved so well. We gather once more—for the laurel at last. And to bid good-bye ere we go. We turn, then, to see if each is here. Each happy, familiar face. But we find some have left ns year by year And there’s many an empty place. L util, in the class of Naught-Nine and a half, We number but twenty-four, But each one is ready to take up his stafif And go on life ' s journey once more. May we always be loyal, and, no matter where To Alma Mater be true I11 our memories planting a garden fair In colors of crimson and blue. 19