Queens University of Charlotte - Coronet / Edelweiss Yearbook (Charlotte, NC)

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Prophecy When Springtime was at its loveliest, and the air sweetly perfnmed w,ith wild honeysuckle, I strolled along a winding path which led 1 knew not whither. By the side of the path a clear-flowing stream hurried to the sea ; and as I watched the onward sweep of shimmering water 1 wondered w hat would he tlie fate of our dear old Senior Class. When I grew tired of walking, close by the stream I spied a cool and shady nook under a drooping old willow : there I rested, but what did I see! . 11 around me grew those dainty little flowers, the sangninaria, better known as l)lood root; this flower grows in the shape of a cup and possesses the most delicate odor. In this fragrant bower of green and white, — our class colors, verily, — I sat witli bowed head, and meditated long and earnestly. Wdien at last 1 did lo( )k up, the tender little leaves shivered strangely, rustled by a whirling wind ; the dainty flowers, wide open now, nodded and beckoned wildly, as if trying to tell me a magic secret; the willow brandies bent closer around me and a voice far ofl: ' and eerie at the first, then ever nearer and clearer thrills my soul with its deep unearthly sum- mons Mortal Maiden, listen! Weary thyself no longer over the ])roblem of life, f(jr now will I solve it for thee, thou shalt glance into the wonderful l)ook of fate and see where thy colleagues will be five years from now. Kind Muse, speak on ! said T rejoicing. Thereupon the wonderful, echoing voice began to tell the fortune of our dear class president: A ncjble girl, known for kind deeds, her originality and wit, whose ambition will lead her to do much, though while studying Ethics she was slightly affected i8

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Class Poem Alay — and the birds are singing- Fresh green are the trees and grass, And the swift flying months are bringing Xew things to our Senior Class. Long years we have been just school-girls From the time of our A. B. C, Our multiplication, lunch and curls — Through high school and rule of three. Green Freshmen — with hair neatly braided And tied with a ribbon or so. Who — cheeks glowing, arms heavy laded Walked to school with our very first beau. Then Sophomores, bold and haughty A ' ith our end almost in sight W ' e had no time to be naughty Hut studied with all our might. The Junior — through College ages — Is called the love-sick class And we — well — we were not sages — But merely — the average lass. And now our last year is ended — The dearest, and sweetest and best — And we grieve as we put it behind us In the past, too, with all the rest. Xo longer as school girls, half playing. Seeing Hfe half as fun, half as work. But as soldiers in life s field of battle Not one duty daring to shirk. So we bid a farewell to each classmate And our eyes are half blinded with tears As we wish her the very best blessings In the rush of the on-coming years. And though they bring joy or sorrow I know in each heart there will be Tender love for the Class of ' 07 And our dear Alma Mater P. C. Dorcas Lott ' 07. 17

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b) ' Bcntliain ' s Alaxiiii, ' Always do acts tliat ,L; ' ivc the L,n-catest t ood tn the greatest number. ' So ' Alex. ' wlicn throug-h Collea e. decided to open an institution on this plan ; never had a Colle,s:e so many applicants ; the place was full to overflowing ' with girls from all over the country. The first year resulted in . ' -ncli success that almost all Colleges adopted her method. It was just the other day that a student asked: ' Aliss Louise, may I go up street this afternoon? ' ' Yes. dear, and get all your town friends to come over to-night, and we will have a square dance, O ! Alary! all you girls have studied so conscientiously, next week instead of having ' exams, ' we will camp the whole week and do some hunting. A short silence, — then the Aluse began again: You will remember thj sensation created by the Senior Debate, but i)erhaps you do not know tint that is not all it has produced. Helen T ' ridges, while visiting in Cumberland became cjuite tlv belle of the place. Just before her de])arture a large reception was tendered her, and among the crowd of black coats at this gathering f felen noticed one i)air of shoulders broader than the others, two brown eyes which, meetin.g her own, sent a thrill through her. They were introduced — and from the dim past of her now almost forgotten college days 1 lelen reniemliercd the debate, the help she had asked and received from a certain lawyer in that ])lace. There was only time for the meeting as she left tow n the next day — but — although the railroads are still under private control, there are many ways of getting from Cuml)erland to Charlotte and in the spring of the follov ing year Charlotte again became the scene of a debate ; and Helen — again took the affirmative side. Inez Crump, the summer after her graduation, took a school in the moimtains of North Carolina. Here she met and renewed lier friendship with a professor from A. M.. As the two were thrown much together, naturally, since ' to know her is to love her ' — this friendship soon ripened into something stronger ; and be- fore the next year ' s roses bloomed, Inez had decided that Raleigh was the most charming spot on earth in which to live. Carey Graves, whose voice attracted the attention of all in the College Choral Association, went Xorth, where she studied in the Boston Conservatory, and after years of study and ' concentration ' , secured a postion as teacher in this well- known institution. Lucy Harris took a two-years ' course in Art in an Eastern College, then a special course in designing and worked her way gradually up to fame — until now her signature may often be fr)und in the C(Mmer of the front page of many Well- known magazines. Fair Kuykendal lives cjuietly at home, showing her business ability in her excellent management of the large farm there, and her womanliness in the sweet, attractive home which she keeps for her mother and sister. 19