North Georgia College - Cyclops Yearbook (Dahlonega, GA)

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Class of I 907. si O By THE HISTORIAN F the members of the present Senior Class, all except one entered college in 1903. The four years from that time to this repre- sent the time we have .spent trying to get ready for the struggles of life; and four grand years they would have been had as much energy been expended in trying to acquire useful knowledge as in trying to conceal the lack of it. We know these four long years will always be remembered, but we have often found it difficult to conceive how it could be true that they will be remembered as the happiest of our lives. We have thought we were getting ready to live, and now if we are only to find that the happiest of our days are already past, sad is our condition. But be the truth as it may, Senior Class has come to the ci-isis and must meet it and give account of the four years she has had to get ready for it. It seems but a few days since we came to Dahlonega in 1903. Our first impressions come back to us with new force now. We see the wonderful old college again today as we saw it then. We remember how beautiful were ail the surroundings then, how everything was calm and quiet and how the trees and the lawn were all green. We remember how kind the janitor was to ns. how he led us through all the room.s and told us what was taught in each. He led us to a room where was a wonderful collection of glass tubes and bottles and told us that was the laboratory. While telling us all this he was at the same time making us one of the most elegant speeches about the advantages of a college education, and we went away thinking it must be a wonderful .school if all the professors were as smart as the janitor. Then came the long school year in which going to college ceased to be a dream and became a reality. Our boarding house companions were Freshmen and they lost no opportunity to let us know we had to bear the name of sub. ' It happens that one of this wi.se Freshman Class of 03 is here with us now as a member of the graduating class of OT a good example of the Gaskins survival of the fittest. One by one the others have disappeared and here he is alone to receive the Valedictorian s place without a contest. He has had a remarkable career with us. Very early he impressed us witli his connnendable pride in the .section of tlu ' State from which he came, and from that day to this he has never let pa.ss an opjioi-tunity for calling attention to the fact tliat he is from South (leorgia. the land of pine trees and wire grass, potatoes and peanuts, rich fathers and pretty girls, and evei-j-thing else fitted C , r 1 iO ,1

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Senior Class Song, 1907. Our Alma Mater, thee, Dear old N. G. A. C, ' Tis thee we sing; We love thy very walls, And learning ' s quiet halls; A thrill thy bugle calls Will ever bring. O Mamma, when shall we At last from thee be free, Elsewhere to roam ? Can ' t we get ofE some jaw, Or break some precious law. Or simply just withdraw. And go on home? Nay, freedom is with thee; To know is to be free, To act or sing : Here has our strength been tried. Here have we learned true pride. Here shall our love abide; To thee we cling.

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to tempt the eye and please the fancy of a young man. Four long years he has staid away from such a land that he might educate himself and go back to be a merchant. While this member came from the extreme southern part of the State, another came from between two ridges on the very northern border, Phillips close to the noted Tennessee Copper Mines. He also came in 1903 and entered B Class, though at that time he was too little to attract any special attention. It was not long, however, until it was seen that his spirit was as big as his body was little. He was gootl in his studies and good at drill and would have been made a corporal the first year if he had not been too little. Again he showed aptness in football and could have won dis- tinction in that department of college life if he had not been too little. We can sum him up by saying he is a little man with big energy and a big purpose. Oiir class also has another little member, who by some mischance did not get here until 1904. By the wonderful kindness and goodness of his Elkan great big heart he soon won the esteem of all with whom he came in contact. lie has always had a kind word and a friendly smile for everyone. He is a polished little gentleman and the only real ornament Senior Class has. Only two others have a claim on our attention. It is the usual custom to speak of every one else before mentioning the man who plows and hoes and digs, and in obedience to this law of custom we have waited till the last to speak of our farmers. But now that we have come to them we shall make .some feeble effort to give them their dues. All honor to the sturdy toilers who till the soil and make the wealth of which our nation boa.sts. Happy is the man who follows the plow in the sunshine and lets fall his big drops of sweat as these two of our number propose to do. Both these young men staid only part of their first year with us. Both loved the farm life at home so dearly that they could not bear the idea of leaving it long enough to secure an education, but a happy solution of the problem pre- sented itself. They would turn farmers at college and learn how to pursue their beloved calling to the best advantage. So now we trust that we have given you at least an introduction to the college career of every one of our number. Senior Class, with one exception, has been here four years. We have seen classes march out in grand array on the rostrum and receive their diplomas. We have longed for the time when we might do the same. We have hoped for it with all the earnestness of which we were capable. After reaching the goal we are loath to go, but go we must. Life is before us and our work has to be done. We must say farewell to college, but its hallowed memories will be with us still. Steph ephens and Sims