Presbyterian College - Pac Sac Yearbook (Clinton, SC)

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THE COLLEGIAN 7 graduate. At a late hour of the night I was speeding home- Ward. I too, with the other passengers became drowsy and dropped off into a barely unconscious sleep. It seemed that all the While I slept I dreamed. I thought I stood and looked into a beautiful garden, fill- ed with tender young rose bushes. And as I stood drinking in their inspiring beauty, I was struck with the manner of a man standing in the midst of the garden. He was tall and thin, with an air of profound learning. There were several la- dies and a few men here and there in the garden, carefully cultivating the tender plants. They all seemed to be going according to the direction of the central personage, and the roses seemed to wave and acknowledge him as master of the garden. I dreamed that I turned from the garden and en- tered into a large forest. Here I wandered among the big trees until I came across one different from all others in the forest, there being very few of its kind found anywhere. Somehow there was cast around it an air of solemnity, and as I gazed up into its branches I saw an interesting sight. Its branches were illed with a group of pious, wise-looking young owls. The attention of all seemed to be centered upon one perched, with an air of piety and dignity, upon a limb above the rest. They seemed to be giving attention to him, as if he were directing them how to take a fight into the great outside world. ' Then as I wandered on in the forest the next thing that attracted my attention was an army of large ants. Each one of them seemed to be so intent upon what he was doing that I stopped to watch them. They were all go- ing to and fro, very busy and heedless one of the other. I noticed that some moved with great vigor and life as they hurried on their Way, others lingered and moved about as if unable to take part and enjoy the hustle and bustle and strength of all the rest. Those that lingered, I noticed, soon dropped by the wayside an-d sought shelter or aid in one special apartment among their many houses. I saw them

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6 THE COLLEGIAN an account of our success in this work for pretty fair write ups of the games and other important events were always given in the papers. The greatest time is the present, we have now arrived in the midst of the third chapter. We were Juniors. We lived up to the customs of Juniors. We assumed a more logical, dignified, mien. We made our most brilliant marks in Eco- nomics and Logic, although at times we would change our recitations into picnic concerts or what else we would decide to do-of our own accord. Our baseball player was still star- ring and at the height of fame. Their names will be record- ed in history as very noted men. At this time we were also producing some stars in Track. Having arrived at length at our Senior year, we have turned ourselves industriously to rounding out the college course. Some are studying who did not study much before, while others are turning their attention from books to men. W'hen we are out in life of anot'her sort our friends will have reason to believe that, just as we have been meeting our work better this year than ever before, so 1913 will meet its re- sponsibilities fully and squarely, and realize its motto Nihil Nisi Optimum , and come indeed to the front. And now let me say how glad I am that it falls not in the province of the present history to take in the approaching commencement season, when, though at the sight of the well- earned diplomas, we must sadly break the ties which have during four years of mutual enjoyment, fellowship and re- spect, bound us so closely together. May Fortune deal kindly with us, and especially grant that we may always remain in situation close together as in heart. Historian. Class Prophecy. I had gone through all the usual feelings, emotions and nerve racking circumstances that accompany the departing

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8 THE COLLE-GIAN emerge from this bearing a little fragment. They carried this into another apartment and exchanged it for something different and soon I saw them going again with the same life as all the rest. Soon I emerged from the forest into a beautiful green meadow. The surrounding rugged hills were filled with iiocks of grazing sheep. They all seemed to be intent upon getting as much as possible of the substance of the hills. In the centre of the meadow, I saw two men like shepherds. I could hear one singing, in sweet strains, wonderful Words of life. The other stood with one hand uplifted and beckoned to the sheep. I could hear him calling to them to come and drink from the fountain flowing at his feet. I could see no fountain, but the sheep heard the voices and great num- bers came and seemed to drink and were refreshed and Went away rejoicing. Others remained upon the rugged hills in- tent upon the subsistence found there and would not come and be refreshed by the invisible waters of the meadow. Presently I th'ought I stood upon the summit of a large ele- vation and overlooked a broad expanse. Where I stood, everything was majestic in its splendor. There was great abundance and plenty of the things of life, and the people around me were busy laying up much for themselves. But besides all this they seemed to breathe an invisible atmosphere that brought them peace and life and prosperity. And they seemed to possess a knowledge that brought them consolation and comfort. The expanse before me was different. The people were strange-looking. They did strange things, and acted in strange ways. There. too, was much of the things of life among them. But they did not seem to have the same ,ioy and peace as the people of the hill. I could see them stretching out their hands toward the hills, as if they sought possession of the knowledge that brought to others peace and consolation that they did not have. The only things familiar to me in the broad expanse were two persons. One was a little man skipping about among these strange people, stop-