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

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3iisteg mf i xt Class xtl 1320 TRUTH comes to us from the past, as gold is washed down from the mountains of Sierra Nevada, in minute but precious particles, and intermixed with infinit? alloy. — Bovee. To chronicle the history of the Taylor University Class of 1920 individually would require record of at least eighty young Americans. There were sixty of us as Freshmen. It has been written that in the Sophomore year the class is but a shadow of its former self, even though there were enrolled that year fourteen new members, making the Sophomore class thirty-one. Our country ' s entrance into the war had drawn its toll, not only of those who had enlisted, but of many others whose withdrawal from school had been necessitated by the tensity of general conditions. As Juniors we were ten, one new name appearing that year; while in our Senior roll of twelve are included three members new to Taylor this year, two others, who be- fore they went into the army, had been Juniors with former classes, and one, who at the close of her Junior year, spent a year as a teacher. Of those who have been enrolled in the class in former years, three graduated with the class of 1919. Ten are now in other classes in Taylor, the courses of most of them having been interrupted by military service. A few are in other colleges; some have entered homes of their own ; and in the field of duty others are to be found as ministers, missionaries, teachers, banker and others. Of the twelve now composing the class, we find two, Miss Brooks and Mr. Jeffers, who have been with the class the full four years. There were eight of us here the next year; and six last year, four of whom had entered in the fall of 1917 to continue the three years. We number in the class natives of sixt states, of Porto Rico and of the Philip pines. Our preparatory and undergraduate training has been contributed to by ten high schools, three academies, eight colleges, one seminary, one summer school, one deaconess training school, one army school, one conservatory of music and two other schools. Lest some one think we are a company of uncertain wanderers, let it be noticed that we have averaged three years in Taylor. Half of the class hope to go to the mission field. In the past teaching has been the favorite occupation, followed in order by farming, preaching and soldiering. Among our number we find teacher and pupil, farmer and soldier, postman and librarian, orator and salesman, artist and athlete, deaconess and student volunteer. May we look upon our varied experiences and history as a sacred trust, and go forth from the halls and class rooms of Taylor into fields of service, not for ourselves alone, but for God and humanity wherever our call may lead us. ROSS J. HUTSINPILLER.

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wBrT -mKEB mm (Etx 6nr Mixm JBkter. And mirthful Nature revels at the close of parting day ; With pompous robe the Sun sets o ' er the tree-tops far away But sad will sound, while we linger in thy peaceful bow ' r, The vesper bell that soon will toll the parting hour. So let us loiter, O awhile, beneath thy shadow Ere the winged parting hour prompts us away to go. The tranquil hour of rest, the hour of parting soon will come And starry Night, with soft and solemn voice, w ill prompt us home; But in the silent watches of the peaceful night Our souls will pierce the dark that hides thee from our sight; And the chill night wind will bear our wish sincere to Life ' s bliss- ful shore That thou, Taylor belov ' d, may grow and last forevermore. Distinct, as herald Dawn begins to tear Night ' s jewelled shroud, Will swiftly reach our ears the voice of Duty, stern and loud. That quickening call to nobler task — to higher worth May we, prepared, be swift to answer and go forth, Forth to bless the world ; and as our Lord forgot His own Untainted Self, so may we live not to ourselves alone. Taylor, although to thee we promise naught this parting time, May we express our love and gratitude in simple rime; Love, that amidst the long days of mutual toil was born, And gratitude profound that will not die at morn. Long may the Holy Spirit that dwelleth within thy bound abide In us our hearts to cheer, our souls to keep, our steps to guide. But lo! the evening shades are deepening fast on fields and trees; I feel the kiss, I hear the murmur, of the twilight breeze ; And hark! I hear the soft, sad sound of the vesper bell That tolls the parting hour. The world is dark — farewell ! Oh, may the Hand that guides the lone, belated wanderer With thee, on Love ' s and Truth ' s unerring way, abide fore ' er! — A. Q. Gonzalez.

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ITWs Bfctt iit Ik smtsr Class MISS BROOKS— This lady from the Corn-cracker State is extremely fond of laughing. She is a deaconess by calling. Nobody, not even Mr. Lee, seems to be able to understand her. Emerson would cal lher great, but we prefer to term her paradoxical. MISS CLINE — A quiet Hoosier lady; a book-worm; fond of making all kinds of high grades. A great historian; will publish The History of Fluenza, Esq. MISS BINGHAM — A smart lady from the Buckeye State; reserved, but seems unable to conceal her love for beautiful Porto Rico. MR. LEE — A Michi-gander; a Mark Twain come to Taylor. Declares he can ' t see the molecules but claims to have heard the fly crow, The Democrat. MR. O ' NEILL— Hails from Porto Rico, and takes great pride in being Uncle Sam ' s nephew ; fond of beans, rice, macaroni and fresh bread. Lood out, Madam Suffrag- ette ! This Chrysostom of the Senior Class is determined to make mamma stay at home. The Republican. MR. GONZALEZ — A plain fellow is Prof. from the far-off Pearl of the Orient. MR. HUTSINPILLER— From the Flickertail State; married and a good husband. This gentleman seems to carry a mental scale — weighs every word he sends out. MR. JEFFERS— From the Buckeye State — married. Quiet and deep; fond of philosophic contemplation; Silence is Golden. MR. STILES — Another from the Buckeye State; married, an athlete top-notch; has a pow- erful voice ; a live-wire — shocks even her, sometimes. MR. AYRES— A Hoosier; another married Senior. Kenneth is our only scientist and mathematician ; expects to invent an instrument for magnifying and meas- uring the ions. MR. ROGERS— From the Nutmeg State. About to marry; can Cope with the situation. MISS ESKES — A Flickertail lady. A suffragette of no mean power — look out, Bill ! This lady prefers to live unto herself, and of course, if .