Mississippi College - Tribesman Yearbook (Clinton, MS)

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Junior Prophecy It was late; the mystic midnight hour was fast approaching as 1 sat beside my study table with a half-closed book before me. I had just been reading a chapter on Ambition and Achievements and while meditating upon the subject and the thought which it presented, I began drowsily to think of the future and to conjecture as to what lay beyond the misty veil which seemed to prevent my gaze from penetrating further than the immediate present. The minutes passed slowly. In the distance an owl hooted dismally; the air seemed filled with faint rustlings as if the fairies and witches were abroad once more. Suddenly a pleasant voice was heard, affectionately it came — from nowhere in particular, but it seemed to fill the room. To my surprise I was not frightened, only curious to know what my strange visitor had to tell me. “So here is one” spoke the voice, “Who would look beyond the veil into the future and see what lies in store for his comrades and himself. Look then if you would be a prophet, but do not make the slightest noise or the vision will disappear”. Even as I gazed the mist began to part as if fanned bv fairy wings. The scope of my vision seemed boundless, and as my eyes wandered from city to city and from state to state I could pick out men who seemed very familiar to me, though I could not imagine why each of them should wear a golden MO upon his coat lapel. The owner of the voice noticing my perplexity informed me that these were my class mates after a few years and this their badge of honor. They appeared perfectly familiar as a class, but I could not distinguish them as individuals and I knew that 1 would have to be content with a general prophecy when I related my vision to my friends. Among the number who appeared were distinguished lawyers who had won fame by their oratory and keen wit. There were doctors, some in large cities, others appeared content to remain unobtrusively in the back ground in their work for humanity. Several were ministers who fearlessly proclaimed their Master to all men. Then came the farmers, bankers, business men, civil engineers and editors, in turn. My heart was then filled with pride for 1 saw that my class was not without its quota of representatives in the various branches of the service in defense of our country and democracy. But the appearance of a few puzzled me for they, unlike the others, had a rather subdued appearance and their insigna was draped with a filmy pink tissue, in explanation of which mv good fairy told me that these unfortunates had been captured by a seducive pink shirt waist and their career cut short. In my eagerness to identify my past comrades I immediately made an outcry and to my horror the vision vanished. The veil appeared again and once more I was in the sordid everyday world with the mystery not half solved. — Class Prophet. Page Eighteen

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Ballard. Wallace. Adams. Baldwin. Ililbun. Norris. Clark. Pegues. Snyder. Nolan. Page Seventeen

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Pres. Moll Miss Good ias SPONSOR Junior Class Officers D. H. HALL, JR PRESIDENT A. J. HARRINGTON, JR VICE-PRESIDENT TOM GURNEY SECY. AND TREASURER A. H. TEMPLETON PROPHET WEBB LATIMER HISTORIAN WALTER TAYLOR POET Page Nineteen