Union College - Golden Cords Yearbook (Lincoln, NE)

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-be Uvotilnn, '37 i' F334 it 'WH U ,.. f H-...J Yifinttills A GOLDEN CORD THAT WAS NEVER I-IUNG We sat in my office talking business. I-Ie was a business man, and I a college president. The conversation shifted, as is often the case, to the work of Union College. , I have heard, he said, that your college is not quite like the ordinary college. For instance, your students don't smoke. And they don't dance. I hear a lot of things of that sort. Iust what is your program? Let me show you something, I said. Step into our chapel. And into the chapel we went. Look at that picture of Union over the platform with the Golden Cords running out to the maps of the hemisphere placed one on each side of the picture. Each Golden Cord stands for a Union trained man or woman who has gone from these doors to a foreign land to tell the story of Iesus. See! from Union there runs cords to nearly every heathen land. cords that are carried from the heart of Union to the heart of hun- dreds of our sons and daughters, cords that bind this school and her true sons and daughters to a great cause. You asked me why we are so careful? It is because we have a great work to do and it calls for a type of training and of consecration that doesn't go with cigarettes, dancing, theaters, and the like. Our young people are nearly all careful in their living. From the ranks of these who sit here from time to time hearing the story of Iesus and the needy world there will go many more men and women whose eyes are lighted with holy fires of consecration to His service. And as they go each heart will spin another Golden Cord from Union to Mis- sions. ' I stopped. I was a bit embarrassed. I had said too much. No doubt he was bored: probably thought I was trying to impress him. ' We stood a moment. That's wonderful! he said. I looked at him, and there were tears in his eyes, but he was unashamed. When I was a boy, he continued, I wanted to go to a school like this. It was my dream that I would give my life to some high serv- ice, and the world would be better for my Christian ministry. But my father was too practical. fHe said practical as though he hated the word.l And he pressed me into another type of school and I lost my way. Well, I must hurry,' he' said, and turned and left with a man- ner like that of a little boy who hastens from your presence that he may cry alone. And I knew that his heart had a wound that the years had not healed. -P. L. THOMPSON. L tttfiiil '

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' l -W 7593 ' n ECP ,C il ' w o . Qdwilg' ? f 'C M 'f Pearl L. Rees ISS PEARL L. REES, who has been dean of women in Union College for the past ten years, has mothered more than a thousand girls, and has, through her never-tiring efforts, won a place in the hearts of all her girls. Miss Rees came to Union College in 1920, the year North Hall was purchased for the young women's school home. She found a good build- ing well furnished, but bare and cold, without charm, because there were no homey, intimate, well-chosen accessories. She has improved every possi- bility, and today if the girls who were here ten or even five years ago could come back they would hardly recognize our home. Every North Hall girl has reason to be proud of her home and its maker. Miss Rees has endeavored to be a living example of what she wishes her girls to be along both spiritual and cultural lines. That our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace - King's daugh- ters, all glorious within, is the motto ever held before the young women of North Hall. Miss Rees is instructor in Home Administration, a course which prepares students for preceptorial work, All of the preceptresses in the Central and Northern Unions, with only one exception, have had their training under Miss Rees' supervision. p ' I V, ,99:,:,9,,999:,9 3,:,:,EH cccccccccccccccc: 1 man Q