Southwestern College - Moundbuilder Yearbook (Winfield, KS)

Page 15 text:

n. Under the mullling blacl4ness of the night was heard the heavy pulsing of drums, then a burst of spirited song. Far above on the hilltop, the four pillars waited. See, there they comeln lK Of?,l All Southwesternl Ah, well l remember that First night TQ years ago when Dr. Allen made this dream of his a part of Southwestern tradition. Qne class alter another they've come marching up those steps-lilce some ancient ceremonial, the torch bearers at the head of each class, the twisting, living stream ol light up and down the H77 steps, the rhythmic chant From out the deep night . . l.ool4 at their laces. 'L-lhey wonlt forget this night. lhat moment by the Mound when the trumpet sounds From l2ichardson's dome and down in the valley there is the answering echo of another, that moment when each one lays his roclc on the Mound, he becomes a part of Southwestern. Everything he W t you try Whcaties? ' Class colors arc black and blue ' Give a cheer, give a cheer kle the frosh and your n me is mud ' Sorry, l'm tied up for today For the boys who lead us here Page ll

Page 14 text:

I 1 , K , I Q 1 l ' Acute rcgistrationitisg symptoms: haggard faces and relinquishment of all cash and per- sonal secrets. At night the sun went down in a bloodshot slcy, and darkness brought release and gaiety. The Freshman Mixer began the whirl of events, and the Ghost Walk and party at Murray's served as prelude to the Student tDirectory. Then one sweltering day the freshmen made their annual pilgrimage to whitewash the lt was not all worl4, not by a juglul, For the girls brought sand- wiches 'n cider. Who says itis hard--paint- ihg the HSN? , i , , ,,- , . Again the lrosh triumphed in the tug-o- 'M' 4. - . war'across the lagoon on Class Day, which . . , ,dawned Fair and clear as a soap ad model's slcin. Up on the hill not a creature was . 4 stirring, not even a prof. Beginning with D.ipsy-Doodle , the Alma Step-Mater, on the courthouse lawn Ceveryone l4ept his shirt onj, Southwestern began its march triumphant through town to Island Parlc. There, amid cheers and gnashing ol teeth, college educa- tion proceeded with hog-tying and sacl4- Fight contests to a down to earthi' level. Class Day: ' Just before thc battle, mother, On our way to Island Park, E - , Page 10 Q

Page 16 text:

does in Four years on this campus is the reply of the second trumpet to the challenge of the First. ulixtremely poetic-but true, granted the matter-ol-fact pillar, ancl a great craclc ran the length ol its outer clignity. Qui Seven-thirty on a clear September morning ancl a girl, her hands lull of small vvhite envelopes, l coming up the steps. y i H L-lo be, or not to be-that is the questionf N murmured the poetic pillar, at whose base a copy of Shakespeare had once been forgotten. 'Those envelopes are rush invitations, you know what that means. Ah, yes-girls in whispering tatleta, Flovvers at their throats-' HGirls in whispering circles, hearts at their throats, brother actives on their Feet- i l'layracl4 rides, teas, lormals--H Ul:lour and Limburger cheese on us the night ol initiationln ' Freshman masterpiece: the S . ' Two Builder presidents at the Mound. Page 12