Taylor University - Ilium / Gem Yearbook (Upland, IN)

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Retrospection of HAD started out upon a journey. The day was beautiful and all about me the trees and grass, in act, all nature was trying to make me joyful. In truth, I was joyful, for here I was, startmg out with some |)leasant companions for the city of Seniority. We had just come from Academyville where we had spent many happy days. In order to reach the city, toward which we were going, it was necessary to pass through Freshman Junction, Sophomoreville, and Juniorburgh. In all these places there were fierce giants, such as: College Algebra, Greek, and History. In order to go from one town to the other one must beat back all these foes. I had learned all these things from Catalogues, and from other pilgrims who had gone through the city of Seniority, and were now out far beyond in the great world. I had just gone through Freshman Junction, when my companions left me to go into other lands. But as I trudged on almost heartbroken that I was to make this journey alone, I had the pleasure of a great surprise. Just as I was about to enter Sophomoreville a certain Tanner joined with me and with her was one called Allen. These two maidens were very enjoyable company and I was glad that we had met. As we hastened on we found that we could easily do our work bv asking help from God and reading from our Bibles as ve labored. College Seniors After the three of us had passed through Sophomoreville we at once came over against Juniorburgh and, to our amaze- ment, learned that three other pilgrims would join us here. One was a Kidder who had formerly been a pilgrim, but had stopped for a few years to preach and to take unto himself a better half. Another was a Draper, a very bright little lady who believed that women should vote. She had raven locks while the other lady, by name Brooks, had very light hair. Then we six pushed on remembering that before us were many tasks. Hardly had we left Juniorburgh and entered the grand old city of Seniority which is noted for great wisdom than a man and his wife attached themselves unto us. They were known to us as Thompson and we did enjoy their presence with us very much. At this time a certain one Lewis, hailing from the east, joined our company. Thus, as I passed through Seniority with these good friends, I was glad as I cast a retrospective view back on all those places through which we had passed, that in place of the ones who had departed from me at first, these good people had joined me. Then as we nine stood at the other end of Seniority, at the Commencement pier upon the river of Life, we bade each other a happy adieu. A Pilgrim Senior.

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Walter L. Thompson Enlered upon ihe journey of life near Anderson, In- diana. The followino schools have been great fac lors in educahng this man: Anderson Normal, Houch- lon Seminary, and Indiana Universilv. After being converted, and filled with the Spirit, he received a call to the Gospel ministry. After completing ihe Con- ference course of study, he was a pastor for seven years in the Weslcyan Methodist Church. Later he laujrht in the Wesleyan Methodist College, Central S. C. He entered Taylor in 1912 and will graduate from Ihe Greek Theological course and will alio receive the decree of A.B. His life will be spent in the mniitry. Ml «. Bun ICHE L. H. i RTSO N Thompson Was b orr 1 near ■ the : beaut. ful lake Chautauqi ua in Western N, LW Y ork. She atlen ided Faconer Hish School a. ad Hon; :hlcr 1 Semin lary. No V York. She taught foi .ir years in New Y ork publ ic schools, and Ihree years in the Wesleyan Methodist College. Cen- tral, South Carolina. She entered Taylor University in 1912, and will graduate wilh the degree of A.B. She has been a great help to her husband in the past. In the future we trust that her labors wilh her husband may be fruitful. Burt W. Le vis Is a nair , ' e of (he e mpire s tale. Af:e .,. . altending Hi gh School for !■ wo ye. ars he , :nteri :d Sla nfo rd Sem- ma r.V, New -i ' ork and g ladualed frc .m tha t in istilution. He : h ,as tak, :n post grad uate w jrk i in Slai ifoi -d Sem- ina ry. and ' as a 1 student m Syi ■acusi = Univ ■ersi ly. He IS a 1 minister of Ih e Pen lecoslal Chu rch of thl e Naza- len ,es. The Univ. ersily of Ihe Slat e of Nei IV York ca le him a life c nlifical le for t each ne. This ; centle- ma n ( entered Taylc ir in 1 hi. fall of 1912 a nd wdl re- cei ve Ihe de f A.B . He .VI 11 lake p osl- graduale vo rk m Ta- Hor ne ■xt ye ir.

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Class Poem of College Seniors When, in vain one has sought inspiration When gone is the treacherous Muse, Then, we buckle on cJetermmation. (hor my classmates I could not refuse!) The class needs a poem — for certain! And the poet (?) must needs sing the lay. So here ' s tor the class of 1913 Who are launched out on Varsity Bay. ' The Bay ' s full of skiffs, small and greater. Some listlessly float with the tide; Some bending to oars, sooner or latei Will merge on the lull ocean wide. But a queer, motley crowd are the barges! Varied hued, varied shaped, varied speed. And when the bay unto the sea merges. The class of ' I 3 takes the lead. See how deltly Miss Aliens cruiser Is managed with womanly skill. Of determination accuse her — I he way ' s found where there is a will ! Demure, patient, faithful Miss Tanner Well ballasted ' s her vessel ' s hold. And lucky I 3 ' s on her banner. She ' s true to the silver and gold. Miss Golden hair Brooks, pessimistic. Who graces this fleet, not by chance, Has fitted out bark quite artistic. To launch on the ocean ' s expanse. And there ' s cheery Miss Draper ' s liner Which she has faithfully toiled to equip. Constancy will well define her, And she ' s all in ship-shape for the trip. In the van is our president ' s gunboat. Nine long years he has floundered the bay- But now on his ear falls the sea-rote. Hurrah. Holmes, away, then away! Close behind is friend Lewis ' s schooner With sails all set to the breeze! If the Thompson ' s skiffs got there no sooner In the rear they, too, enter the seas. Ne. t, IS mariner Kidder ' s vessel. Twas launched some time since the ark. The storms with which he ' s had to wrestle Would have wrecked a frailer bark. I hen we ' re out on the cruise of Life ' s Ocean, Our Pilot will see us safe thru. We leave now with tenderest devotion Farewell ! From ' 1 3 to T. U.