Milligan College - Buffalo Yearbook (Elizabethton, TN)

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fMM:WM ' MW- Senior Class Poem Year after year has taken flight. Till now they niimher four, Since through Milligan ' s open door We passed. A new, a strange delight Did thrill us then, and make us fight For something on before. But trials have come, as come they will. And thin our ranks have grown. Each year from us were torn Dear classmates one by one ; but still We rally ' round, and with a thrill Yet find we are our own. Dear classmates, through life ' s shifting ways, Remember Milligan still, Her every dale and hill. May our happy college days Be a gentle memory, whose rays Will light and cheer at will. The future bids us rise and go ; We can not linger here. Though it be very dear. On to the fight, nor dread the foe, Bvit ever through experience grow To gain life ' s noble sphere. N. B. 24

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wWMmM White, and that his lieart was still in the right place. As soon as his work would permit he came Ijack and joined me and we had a good long talk which lasted until the wee small hours of the morning. He had kept in pretty close touch with the difl ' erent members of our class and was able to give me some very much desired information regarding our old friend Bradley Shepherd. Bradley was tlie owner of a garage in Boston, and one of his favorite sayings is, Boys, I could make a lot of money here if I had not been educated in a school where character building stood first of all. Bradley has also supped from the spring of matrimony in the hopes of finding the water of happiness, but it seems that he made a poor choice, and his life is being made miserable Iw his spouse, who is at present one of the sufi ragette leaders in Boston. To Mvhr I must also attribute the good fortune of securing your address. He had noticed in the society columns of the Johnson City Staff, to which he still subscribes, that you were soon to leave the mountains of East Tennessee, wliere you had so long stri ' en to impart knowledge into the minds of the )-oung American hopefuls, and become the bride of a noted e ' angelist. 1 know that by this time you are very anxious to know what I am doing. Nelle, yi u kn(iw at school 1 was always more fond of sleep than work, so I learned tlie art of tripping the Light Fantastic Toe and am not boasting when I sa}- that I am one of the best in the city. My brain is beginning to fag in this effort to inform you of some of the h.appenings of our old classmates: the lights of the city are beginning to go out one Ijy one; I hear in the distance the stroke of the clock as it solemnly tolls the hour of one, and my hand can hardl) ' creep across the paper. Trusting that this ma ' reach you before tlie marital ' ows are performed, and that I may recei ' e a speedy reply, I l)eg to remain, Yoiu old friend, loiiN Prather. 23

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