Sacred Heart College - Gradatim Yearbook (Belmont, NC)

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The G CLASS HISTORY Could each of us have been gifted with the power of Mclampus, wc would have known the pleasant relationship that awaited us at Sacred Heart in 1937 when we stepped from the valley of the grades. and we would have endured these early trying years at least with resignation. However, we would have been deprived of the surprises that each new adventure brought with it and the thrill that always surrounds the unknown. In our Freshman year we were twenty-five in number. Each was eager and hopeful, and perhaps a little complacent, too, in the newly-acquired sense of superiority, for, after all. was not this a great milestone after eleven years of concentrated labor? This egotistical outlook was not to remain long with us, for there were sophomores around who had been along these same roads, and who, even unintentionally, made us realize that we still had many things to accomplish, and that to begin was not, in any sense, to achieve. So with determination and diligence we set about our Freshman work. But al l our time was not restricted to Labor, for soft-footed Pleasure crept in too. and filled the intervals with varied activities. Plays, parties, dances, picnics, banquets, and athletics claimed their allotment and, after such breaks. we possessed rcriewed vigor for our scholastic undertakings. So, under capable guidance, we learned to devote the correct proportional time to study and entertainment, and to turn in times of stress to That Light whose smile kindles the Universe, That Beauty in which all things work and move. That Benediction which the eclipsing Curse Of birth can quench not, that sustaining Love Which through the web of being blindly wove By man and beast and earth and air and sea. Burns bright or dim, as each are mirrors of The fire for which all thirst. When we returned as Sophomores we had even more of the old ardor, and we expended it. if not always wisely, at least with a stroke in that direction. This year has marked many events of importance to us. and each small matter to which we have had a part has taken on a new and deeper meaning with the realization that it was for the last time. We are reluctant to leave behind so many friends and the school we have learned to love, but we will always have pleasant memories to inspire us to heights worthy of the ideals that the institution has instilled into our hearts. — Doris Hope, Page Fifteen 1939 K

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The Gradatim GRADUATES Clarice Wells Mt. Holly, N. C. Class Vice-President (2): Editor- in-chief Gradatim (2): Lc Cercle Fran ais (1): Basketball (1. 2): Curie Club (1. 2): Alpha Kappa Alpha (2); Honor Society (I. 2): Monogram Club (1. 2). President ( 2 ) : Teasdale Book Club ( 2 ) : Day Students ' Association (1. 2); Glee Club ( 2 ) , Secretary and Treasurer (2). Pauline Waters lincolnton, n. c. Le Cercle Fran ais (2), President (2): Day Students ' Association (1. 2 ) : Associate Editor Gradatim ( 2 ) : Teasdale Book Club ( 2 ) : Alpha Kappa Alpha (1. 2), Presi- dent (1, 2). Pugc Fourteen 1939

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The Gradatim Page Sixteen CLASS POEM As blocks of rough and unhewn stone Our Hves begin their quest. With Time and Fate we stand alone To pass or fail the test. The Muse, upon Olympia posed, Will guide the unskilled hand Along the curves of time of those Who seek a firmer stand. Onward alway and never back The sculptor ' s chisel goes: And when at last Fate makes her track Eternal marks she shows. The Rock is hard and priceless, too, From which our life is wrought. So carefully we all must hew This Thing that Blood has bought. When Life ' s unveiled by Death ' s cold hand Will yours reveal the best Of all the things at your command: Or will you fail the test. -Madge Sparks. 1939