Mississippi College - Tribesman Yearbook (Clinton, MS)

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THE TRIBESMAN, 192 5 Scrub Faculty G. B. Price Assistant in Department Mathematics T. F. Walton Assistant in Department Physics A. W, Trusty Assistant in Department of Chemistry J. E. Murphrey Assistant in Department of Biology R. F. Smart Assistant in Department of Biology C. Q. Sheeiy Assistant in Department of Chemistry H- J. Farish Assistant in Department of Chemistry C. B. Tucker Assistant in Department of Chemistry 25

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ARTHUR EUGENE WOOD, M.S., Ph.D. Professor Inorganic Chemistry B S Mercer University; M.S., Vanderbilt University; Graduate Student University of Chicago, Summers of 1908-10; Graduate Student, Columbia University, Summer of 1919; Fellow in Chemistry, Vanderbilt University, for two years; Professor of Chemistry, State Normal School, Florence, Ala., 1912-17- Sometime Chemist Southern Cotton Oil Co mpany; Sometime Chief Chemist Humble Oil Refining Company, Houston, Texas; Professor of Inorganic Chemistry, Mississippi College, 1920-23; Ph.D., University of Pittsburg, 1924; Professor Inorganic Chemistry, Mississippi College, 1924. MRS. J. M. KING Assistant in Department of English MRS. G. M. BOHLER Assistant in Department of English MISS E. TIMBERLAKE Assistant in Department of Education J. THOMAS ASHLEY, B.S. Business Manager B.S., Mississippi College, 1910; Business Manager Mississippi College, 1923. 2 +

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THE TRIBESMAN, 1925 Alma Mater In the quaint old town of Clinton, for a hundred years or more, The sons of our Southland have gathered precious lore ; And not alone the knowledge of chemicals and rays, Of Greek and Latin classics, of angles, years, and days, But deeper lessons far than these, with richer wisdom fraught, They’ve stored away for future days, by sage experience taught; The patient calls of duty performed from day to day, The training of both mind and heart in wisdom’s narrow way. The simple pleasures, happy games, which rounded out the time, And made the busy months seem days ' from breezy chime to chime; The old bell in the tower that tolled the fleeting hours, The stroll up the Avenue ’mid springing grass and flowers; All these are mirrored clearly on Mem’ry’s pictured walls, Along with well-loved faces, thronging the lofty halls; The happy Christmas time, the blessed Easter morn, When on the forming mind and heart eternal things were born ; All these, and more than tongue can tell, or moving finger write, Our grateful hearts to Mississippi shall willingly indite. For countless homes in North and South have felt your peaceful charm, Have learned to love your sacred walls where safe from harm The well-beloved Father — the husband, brother, son — Have gained the highest knowledge in a world of sin and strife; Have gained beside the faithfulness, the ready hand and skill, The training that has stood the test of human good or ill ; Have made the home the abiding place where love and influence flow In ever-widening circles as the ages come and go. To your classic shades, O Alma Mater, your children fondly turn, Amid the rushing tides of life our hearts shall ever yearn. And as the passing years go by, so full of stress and care, Your forming influence is felt, a benediction rare. And may your grateful child re‘n be your glory and your crown, Till Time shall be no longer and your sun shall ne’er go down. 2 6