Mississippi College - Tribesman Yearbook (Clinton, MS)

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Sophomore History We r ead the Histories of the Sophomore classes of the past years, and we find that they were composed of all types of men, from “Stute Walkers” to army officers. The fellows of the Sophomore class this year are not of the “goose pond” specie but by evolution accompanied by hard digging have shown to the other classes what manhood and patriotism are. Patriotism and loyalty are terms that can safely be applied to the Sophomore class of this year. The men here are exhibiting their loyalty to the College by doing “a big bunch of stuff” in all phases of the work, while those in Battery E who would have been Sophomores are training to scalp “big Willie” and make him “A sweet William”. The Sophomores of this year realized their duty to Uncle Sam, and he realized his need of them. He demonstrated his need by taking the fellows one by one to do that service in which many heroes of the past have left home and friends to die. Meekness, diligence and thrift are words not too good to be given to our class this year. Meek because the wisest man has recommended that virtue, diligence because we do not know that we will get to handle these bunches of stuff next year and thrift because our Government, the greatest in the world has requested this of us. In athletics the Sophomores do not claim all the honors this year, but as a natural consequence of physical ability and endurance we have been nobly repre- sented. In football, both in class games and intercollegiate we have “put the pig skin through and hit the gridiron hard”, in so much that the wise have won- dered and the ignorant were amazed. Unusual distracting conditions seem really to have been an incentive for stud ious habits and high grade classroom work. A serene calmness, promoted by serious motives, has excluded much frivolity and high flown bombast, but has included within its sphere qualities that stand for real worth for future activity. — Historian. Page Fourteen

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Pres. Tyler (In r. S. N. Service) Pres. Maxuum Sophomore Class Officers LUTHER F. TYLER PRESIDENT A. A. MANGUM VICE-PRESIDENT W. L. PACK SECY. AND TREASURER M. L. FRANKLIN HISTORIAN J. T. BALDWIN PROPHET E. E. BALLARD POET (A. A. MANGUM, was elected President when Tyler entered the service.) Page T hirteen

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Sophomore Prophecy As 1 was seated on my front porch one fine morning in 1950, an aeroplane lighted in front of the house on the lawn. An old gray haired man was helped from the machine and approached the house. Eising to meet the visitors I immediately recognized the venerable Prof. Wallace with whom I was intimately associated in my college days. The aged visitor took a seat and we entered into a conversation at once. The discussion drifted back to college days. “Well, do you remember that 1 promised my Sophomore class in 18 that 1 would make a tour of the globe in my eighty-third year? 1 have fulfilled that promise right recently. “Leaving my home I crossed the Atlantic in my touring plane and made a tour of England. When in this country 1 was surprised to meet the Ambassador from the United States who was a member of the class of ’20. From England I journeyed to distant parts of the world. “While in Alexandria, Egypt, I was pleasantly surprised to find that one of the great Universities of that city had been founded and successfully managed by a prominent member of the Sophomores of 18. Into India another Soph, had made his way and as a result a great commercial company had sprung up under his guidance. “Of the class of 20 there are theologians, scientists, philanthropists, philo- sophers, politicians and diplomats; laywers and statesmen, all of them guys who have sure enough beans on their shoulders. The whole class is made up of men enjoying the best of health, with a high moral standard, and great intellectual endowments, all of which have aided greatly in the world’s improvement since the Great World war. “Taking the class of ’20 as a whole 1 believed it to be, and now know it to have been, the greatest of all the classes graduating from the grand old institu- tion.” — Prophet. Sophomore Poem The twilight blurs the splash of fire Where glowing purple tints peep through The chinks between the western clouds And pearl gray showers feebly brew. Above, the milky rim of moon In pensive watch lights up his face, And shyly casting here and there He goes his silver way apace. The crooning chirp of nesting birds And some glad insect of the night In song upon a fringe of grass Is blended with the dying light. Oh, Youth; Oh, Man: Oh. Womankind! Come here and sit for one brief hour And I will tell thee of all truth As here reposed in Nature’s Bow’r. —Poet. Page Fifteen