Sul Ross State University - Brand Yearbook (Alpine, TX)

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slBRANPO A SOPHOMORE POEM From the hill we’ve climbed so often To the Sul Ross steps of stone, Not a stone upon the campus But we claim it as our own. We, the happy Three Year Sophomores, None hereafter take that name! For our class was last year high school When Sul Ross began her fame. Then cheer and cheer again, Class, For our record true, And a class that’s worth remembering All the long years through! And so we sailed the College sea, Our colors white and green, And found each sailor true and staunch In every changing scene. And we’ve made a lucky voyage With most of us still here; All landing in the calm, blue port Of this memorable year. Then cheer and cheer again, Class, As done its course must be, The good old Three Year Sophomore Class Of nineteen-twenty-three! -Margaret Ingerson, Sophomore C ' ass. THE GREASY GRIND’S DITTY Tune: “Three O’Clock in the Morning’ It’s one o’clock in the morning; I’ve themed the whole night through. It’s one o’clock in the morning; Just one more theme to do. My inspiration comes winging; I’ll have to write now till two. T’ll sleep all night in the morning; That is just what I’ll do. Everett Westerfield, Freshman Class. crrj. « (Met 22

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a AN “IF” FOR SUL ROSS STUDENTS (With apologies to Kipling) If you can take exams without much cramming And yet make grades of which Sul Ross is proud, Work when there’s work to do, without much grumbling, Nor yet disdain to play when time’s allowed; If you can learn without despising knowledge Nor yet have knowledge your sole aim and end, Can learn, and learning, learn to love your college, Can learn, and learning, learn to live and lend; If you can take your meed of praise without dissembling And still, without a display of false pride, Receive the praise, if praise you are deserving, Nor yet appreciation seek to hide; If, when an office is bestowed upon you, You take it as an honor—not a gift— An honor to be earned, not earned already, To be proud for earning, not falsely proud of it; If, when, upon your graduation. You, thinking back, can feel your record clean, Can feel your duty done, your work well-ended, And with delight, of pleasure past can dream; If you can face your future, high aspiring, With no regret for days at Sul Ross spent, Can face it happier, nobler, firmer, truer Than when Sul Rossward first your steps were bent; If, when in later life you’ve won your laurels, Conquered success—your character tried by fire—, Your memory of Sul Ross is full of beauty, Your Sul Ross friendships true through perils dire; If, when at last you face the great Hereafter,— Your record clean and sweet as at your birth—, Your College mem’ries still have aught to cheer you, Your pride in them commends your soul’s rebirth; If throughout life—throughout to death’s dark gateway— Your thoughts, serene can wander back to youth And you can feel that life ' s been more worth living For being a Sul Ross student, then in sooth, Sul Ross is proud to have you; and your presence Shall laud your College to the skies, my hopeful youth, ' —Everett Westerfield, Freshman Clas ?. 1923 at

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Sophomore