Northern Oklahoma College - Roundup Yearbook (Tonkawa, OK)

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-G H- .vias s V , Sw ff l 5 ': aria.. ggfigg.. ,gf gwflailgaf .MMI : '-f:.,,.4a' 'wash M- I-fe--'f -' Choosing and Having Rose Vacin, '17 Oh, youth! for whom the sun is rising, From this world's possessions must tho Good and bad, can both be had, One to gain, the other lose. Before you are heaps of pearls' 21110 sold 011 which your choice doth rest, Would you not be a. foolish chooser - If you did not take the best? Then before you in abundance, I-leaps of doubt and envy will be spread Self destruction through indulgence With discouragement and dread. But so are cheer. and joy and 116309, 'Faitl1, freedom and Christ-like purity Before you as accessible As the offered stones unworthy. 'Tis not the fact of good and evil, Nor the abundant store of eachg But Choosing, that determines having, Whether low or liflgliest goal you reach May Ruth Muskrat, '17 There jist aint a sweeter girl Than my May. You can't find a richer pearl Any day. Laughin' with you all the Whileg Mother lips an' mother smileg That is May. Sees your troubles all at onct, Does my May. Soares 'em off too, all at onct, Out the way. She knows how to sympathize, An' to bake the nicest pies, Don't you May? An' I love this girl o-' mine, Don't I May? 'Cause she makes my sun to shine Night an' day. An' her pretty eyes o' blue Mirror back my love so true. Love for May? 1 146 u choose Q

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5'-7 '3 1 1. . Aww- -449 r r-rv. 91 ca 'Q of the ligure in the picture. The figure was one of the most beautiful that I have ever had the pleasure of witnessing. Gowned in plain black without a single adornment. she presented a face that was only enhanced by her garb. An involuntary exclama- tion escaped me, Puritan!', The picture by her side fully proved this, for it was of a young man simply dressed in Puritan style with a stern repressed look on his noble countenance. The two' indeed must have made a beautiful couple. I gazed at the pio- tures several moments in a reverent silence, and thought that the owner of the librarb' was certainly fortunate in having such ancestors. But soon my attention wandered and I began to inspect the books. I noticed that all the volumes were well boundg in fact most of them being in leather. I took down a volume and started aimlessly to turn the pages. It was then that I caught sight of the name of the author. Mather, Cotton Mather, was the name inscribed on the book. What was a book like that doing in a librarv like this? Again I looked to be sure of the name. Then I began in ear- nest to look at this curious library. I started down the shelf on which I had found the first book. All seemed to have been written by this same author, Cotton Mather. I-Iere were copies of his manuscripts and essays, there a volume of sermons, and at last I found a complete edition of the Magnalia. Reverently I took out Book Two which I found to be written about the early American heroes. the first book which tended to incite American patriotism. As I turned over the pages, I thought of the man who had written this book. We are accustomed to condemn much and praise little. But I wondered if we had a right to condemn such a man as this. He has written on- ly good of his fellow men, and it is no more than right that we write only good of hilm. Soon I replaced the book, and started in search of something new. I ascended a shelf. and lo and behold, there was Jonathan Edwards. The Freedom of the Will was the first Volume that I saw. and with a sense of pleasure, I began to look through it. There must have been some thirty odd volumes of his works, nearly a complete list, I saw a book of his sermons in which was his Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God, and thought of passages that I had read. Even to me it seemed a shame that a man of hiS ability should be judged by this one sermon when he has written a book lilte the Free- dom of the Will. . Then the thought flashed through my mind that this was no ordinary library: this must be a real Old Colonial Library. I replaced my 'book and went over to the other bookcase to make sure of my find. The first thing that greeted my eyes was a. book by Claptain .lolrn Smith about Virginia. Next was Bradfordis Of Plymouth Planta- tions side by side with Winthropis .Iou:nal', and Samuel Sewall's' t'Diarf'. Then came a list of authors of the same period, some of whom I had never heard. I-Iere was a story bv the jovial William Byrd about the adventures of his lifeg and there was the 'tDay of Doom by YVigglesworth, the book which although it may seem ludicrous, is nevertheless- the sincere expression cf an honest man. One could hardly believe that so much had been written in so short a time as evidenced by this library. In one Cor- ner l found Franklin's Autobiography Which although not of this period was of this time. I drew the chair up before the fire, and started reading the Autobiography when slow- ly and without any intention. I dropped off asleep again. This time I really did wake up with a jump. As soon as I found my bearings, 'I heard some one knocking at the door, It was my father, and he was telling me ,itn no uncertain 'tone to go to bed. It was 'then that I realized that my beautiful adventure had been only a dream. but I was satisfied, for it would help me greatly in preparing my paper o-n An Old Colonial Library. 145

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' arisen. Cv 4-f.f,a'f if 59' uri--2 ,w an ,y'a,,fgpf-, 1 ,fffgc.,-pg,---:iv .gf-an Q-j'41.::!l' 'Mtfe tl:-J v 5:4 l lx - 6 fc Men Men are interes-tin ' tg I ' v Ig clea ures, but not all men are equally interesting. Some are interesting tor 'one thing and some for another. There are different kinds and classes ot men. There are the self-made meng the successful meng the unsuccessful' the hon- est and the dishonest men. There ' r l , gentlemen. Men dfiffer a great deal as t a. e a so handsome men and homely men-and a few 0 personal appearance disposition, tastes, habits etc but in some few things, they are all essentially alilkef They like to be thouffht, f D 0 the stronger and sterner sex and recognized as monsters-and some seldom have the opportunity to do so-yet this little illusion is' dear to the masculine heart. Men are, by nature, as kindly, sympathetic, and tender as womeng but they conceal these finer, emotional feelings for fear of being thought of as effeminate. Men hate to be thought eft'e1n.inate. They are not so sentimental or emotional as women, and they attach less importance to little things, to little trifles that women remember and cons'der. And right there is the fundamental difference between men and women. Men are punctual. exact. They do not jump at conclusions: but when they once reach a conclusion, -they are not to be moved. They are inexorable, having inflexible Wills. Men are usually looked upon, or have been looked upon, until lately-as mentally superior to women. Some are. Some are strength, firmness and stabilityg capacity for are not morally superior to' Women, neither explanation of this seeming paradox is, that not. We think of men as embracing action and fitness for business. But men are they inferior to them morally. The there are two standards of morality-one for men and one for women. Now. of course, this ought no-t be, but ftis sho. Man's highest conception of morality is honor and woman's is virtue.. Society xyill pardon women fo-r lapse of honor quicker than it will a man. Society Will D211'dOf1 Ill fl man H lapse of vi,-tue, but yvill ngf forgive a violation of honor.. Of course, this is wrong morally. But the men are greatly responsible for t-hi-S BVU. ' A Men are essential: also very Useful- They HTS 21 VGTY D1'9S9Ht hell? 111 tlme Of trouble. For my part, I am glad there are were just one more. 147 so many of them, only I wish that there MERRIAM COLLINS, '15.