Lyndon State College - Northern Lights Yearbook (Lyndonville, VT)

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V E R L Y N Musing On New Year’s Eve By VV. THEODORE ELLIOTT How often do we wonder what the New Year will reveal to us within its yet unopened pages! We are ever ask- ing ourselves, “How much power have I to influence the direction of the course which I am about to follow.” In our classes and among ourselves we debate the matter, attempting to reach a satis- factory conclusion as to what part luck has to play in the drama of our lives. We are uncertain whether to accept Henley’s conviction that “I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul,” or whether to follow the school of thought of those who agree that we have no authority whatsoever in determining which pathway we shall pursue. Most of us probably do not go to the extreme of accepting either belief outright. We stand somewhere on the middle ground. While we do not know what the outcome of the game will be, we recognize the fact that the record of how we played it will depend entire- ly upon us. It is from this point of view that we are determined to make the year to come a year of profit and of happiness. If we guide our days with courage and discretion, what other out- come can there be? Sayings Of The Teachers By w. e. E. D. Mr. Hapgood—You people seem to have the idea that— Miss Blaine—Now people, today, etc. Mr. Bagster-Collins—We have already taken more time on this than I had planned, but I’ll only keep you a minute or two longer. Miss MacVey—(Um-hum, um-hum) ; All right! Miss Bole—Don’t you think; do you see? Miss Drew—Now girls — er — use your better judgment. Miss Hoffman — Please don't leave your coats in the classroom. Miss Hodges—This doesn’t explain it- self! Mrs. Buzzell—Oh-ah-Girls. Miss Fernow—Isn’t that so, class? Mr. Mathewson—And therefore—. [18]

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January 19 3 8 in Vermont as long as the duration of the course they had taken. At this time the curriculum was completely reorganized and expanded. A teacher graduating from the one- year course of training was granted a certificate to teach in the State for a limited period without further study. However, the students were encour- aged to take the full two-year course of study. After this change in the Department the school was gradually built up in attendance and scholastic standing until, in 1933, the State decided to add a third year to the two-year curriculum in operation at that time. Thus during the 67 years of teacher training work at Lyndon Institute and Lyndon Normal School, a great change has taken place. From a hand- ful of students to an enrollment of over 100; from a brief seminar discus- sion of education to a full time three- year course; from a mere library of one case to a new library building, housing 7000 volumes; this from 1870 to 1937; from 1937 to 2004??. Prelude To Winter By ISABELLE MUGFORD Out of the dusky sky a snowflake falls to kiss the earth, still warm from summer suns. Pure white stars slowly waft their way to rest upon a fevered brow, cool fingers in the night. Slender willows lift their drooping heads for the crown of sparkling jewels; jewels no money can buy. Tall firs and pines reach out their willing arms for precious robes of softest ermine snow; Maples in stately splendor wait against the night for gowns of sheerest lace touched by no mortal hands; The bubbling brooks their sweet songs stay, while snowflake blankets spread over each small stone. Till in the dawn all earthly things are but a dream. Fairyland holds sway. Into the nowhere it silently fades away, A prelude to a Winter Symphony. [17]

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