Marshall University - Chief Justice Yearbook (Huntington, WV)

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OLIVE mw mm knode McLAimiX Honrs, lluiiliiik'loii, IV, V«, When it comes to rlaw spirit or any oilier kind of pep, wo ojiii always lunik on Hew luivinjr mon than her full share. Tin amount of eneiyy alio develop when occasion doinnnd is simply astonwhinjr and this elmracteristic has Imvii of irivjit lirtirfit to tin class of 'IS, Here's to one ofoiirmost loyal and enthusiastic ineiiihoix. Dkwky McC'akk.mikk. I’hoonixvillo. I’ji. “Small, 1ml mighty. is his slogan. AihI vvi liml Ills wonls are true: I'or wo think I lint tlioro is nothing That hoVI hesitate to ilo.

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IitKXi: Watts. Huntington, W. V . V. M .1.. Story Trlhrx Club Here is n recently •.•aincd member of onr class, anil a very valuable one sin- is indeed. Irene is an all-around athlete, yet ihx-s not ney-leet Iter studies. Kspeeially does she show her brilliance in Knirlish. where she and .Mr. l-'ranklin always nifree Isanti fully (!). We feel sure that Irene leaves ns well equipped for any contest in the world. I.II.I.IAX WlUsOX. Huntington. W. Va. This is Lillies lirst year with 11s. hilt ill that time she has Iweomc ail indis]ieiisahle uieinlier of our class She has proved to la- a standby, foi she never fails to do what is asked or ex|wetisl of her. Her work in the Kill t'ross riMini has lieen COM-inendahle. She is all excellent student, as well as a good classmate, and is as | opiilar with the faculty as she is with her classmates. L »i (■I-Ativs St. xi.i:v. 11 lint inert on. V. V«. Who is th.ro nt Marshall who .loos not know this delightful little person ? Dainty, and elusive tilmlys reminds us of u gay hatter fly who. flitting along in an air nutnnor. toiiolios only the bright iiu.i happy spots of life. I lor .lis |M sition Inis won the iuliuir.it ion of all the teuohors an.l students. She has captured many hearts of the opposite sex. II :ij:n Kiiuuks. I’. H . .1.. Krmo) hMia The most studious srirl of tin olass of Is is piotur.'d here. She has never l»oen known to fool away her time, hut is always studying Her excellent grades show that het study is not in vain, either. Helen has lovely blue eyes which always have a smile in them. In fact, she is one of the prettiest girls in the flass of IS. We don’t know exactly what Helen wants to do. hut we think she will go on to college and soon lie a very learned woman.

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SENIOR DAY Of nil tlto days of this wonderful year, The Ides of Marrh was hy far most dear: Twenty-four girls in Green and White, With the Orange and Mine made a pretty sight; Aiul eight Senior lioys with green neekties. Wore the Orange and Blue its you may surmise, Making the tirst view of the kind this year. And no other scene could lie half so dear. This is not all of this wonderful day. At eight in the evening came the roundelay; Songs and dances and private ehnts. Games and “eats and all like that: Decoration and shamrocks, and numerous mints. Green and White iee cream are only hints; For too numerous arc the joys of that day To permit of detail, just let me say. Many remarks and glances passed. As the Seniors went from class to class; Kven the teachers did not disregard The harmonious effects of the Senior placard; Some granted privileges to the Class of IS. Others made holiday to honor the scene. Four hours were passed this Intppy way. By the Senior Class on its Senior Day. The girls and boys this life enjoyed While painting fond memories which will ne'er lie destroyed; For the joy in their hearts can not la expressed. Ami its lasting value can only lie guessed. You will never know just what did Unless you were in that ‘IS Class; But all tilings must end, so the poets say. And at last came the end of this wonderful way. But one great hour was yet to conic. That wonderful hour from twelve to one. On the eha|M'l stage the class did march Oil this long remembered Mi's of March. Songs were sung and dances danced. Stories were told and a leeture advance ]; The hour was a joy to be held most dear. But. alas! the photographer did not appear. At eleven o'clock good-nights were said. And then came the thoughts of off to lied. The girls from town, and the hoys of the clam Sought their homes with happy laughs; But when the Dorm girls to their rooms had departed. The havoc wrought there made some broken-hearted. But no one was hurt, no one deeply grieved. And all is now well, it is believed. Ct.vm: f . I.Ksrt’.K, 'Is. 2S Cl.YOK I . I.RSTRR, IS.