University of Massachusetts Lowell - Sojourn / Knoll Yearbook (Lowell, MA)

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Class Song We came to thee Lowell in search of life ' s knowledge, You welcomed us warmly, with arms quite outspread, And gladly proceeded to satisfy our needs, With patience and great love you lighted our way. Although we are leaving, we ' ll never dispense with The ideals and fond hopes which you gave to us, Which caused every soul to break forth into blossom, Making our faces shine with the light from within. When from thee dear Lowell, we sadly take our leave And follow the paths which lie not far away, We ' ll always remember life ' s lessons you taught us To be forever brave, faithful, loyal, and free. Ethel L. Benson Class Poem There ' ll be days so dark that we ' ll seek in vain For the spirit of L. T. C. Though the darkness hide, She ' ll be there to guide With her outstretched torch flung free. Oh ! what joy there will be to depend on you When the way is dim, and we cannot see. How our glad hearts will yearn and spirit return To her outstretched torch flung free. We will light our torch at the temple door And guard it fearlessly. There will be strength and power in the darkest hour From her outstretched torch flung free. Leora E. Richardson 28

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Pauline Rose Mulqueeney 28 Yorktown St., Cambridge, Mass. Three Year Elementary Course ' ' She had a way of saying things That made one think of courts and kings. Clubs: Dramatic ' 34, Vice-President ' 36; Art ' 35; Junior Prom Com- mittee. One is a little envious of Pauline ' s ease in saying the simplest things in such a grand and awe-inspiring manner. Her dignified presence and lovely voice give her an excellent start for success. Euphemia Grace Murchison 19 Mason St., West Somerville, Mass. Three Year Elementary Course Her ways are icays of pleasantness And all her paths are of peace. Clubs: Art ' 34, ' 36; Literature ' 35; Army Basketball ' 35, ' 36. An athlete, and a lover of music and art is Grace. She is one who enjoys living. For three years, her gay personality brightened our class. Filled with enthusiasm and vigor, she added to our happiness. H. Doris Pagxjm 118 Avon St., Maiden, Mass. Three Year Elementary Course The mildest manner, and the gentlest heart. Clubs: Child Study ' 34; Art ' 35; Graphology ' 36; Vice-President of Class ' 36; Navy Teniquoit Team ' 35; Chairman Junior Prom; Sopho- more Banquet Chairman ' 35; Hostess ' 34. Although, Doris was with us for only three years, we were impressed by her generous and warm heart. She is a quiet and retiring person, who per- forms each task with a willingness and cheerfullness that well serves as a model to the rest of us. Florence Elizabeth Sullivan 94 Winter St., Saugus, Mass. Three Year Elementary Course Friendship is constant in all other things. Clubs: Dramatic ' 34, ' 35, ' 36; Lieutenant ' 36; Ticket Chairman Junior Prom; Ticket Chairman Junior-Frosh Hop. If a friend is needed, page Florence. She is always ready and willing to lend her services to anyone, — be it to console, amuse, or advise. Then too, she dispels the gloom and is always ready to delight us with her humorous tales. 27

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Pegasus in Our Day HERITAGE This is not a part of me Tenements of choking hearts Stones worn smooth by desperate feet Alleys where crime, not courage starts. Give me one sunset over a marsh A hill to climb when cold winds rage A pine tree covered with fallen snow That my heart may know its heritage. Milda M. Upley THE OLD APPLE TREE Pink in all its glory Stands the old apple tree Beneath my window breathing In perfumed ecstacy. Outdoors, over the hills, I know Love holds feast with life God sends the tinted breeze To conjure calm with strife. Rena A. King APPRECIATION The beauty and the wealth of nature ' s dower Is passed unseen by men of trivial mind; They walk unmindful of the dainty flower And crush and bruise with careless step and blind. They stroll beneath the stars but do not know The sacrament of summer days so fair. The rain with sun ' s rays mingling to and fro Seeming to hold the sky and breathe the air. But some blessed ones have seen the glori- ous light Of wonder and of nature and of God; And stars have beauty as if mortal sight Had been denied. Till standing on this sod They watched and felt until their eyelids burned With beauty that the world and life have spurned. Alice L. Ackroyd NIGHTFALL A little white moon and a bright curve of water, — A soft wind sighing where the last leaves cling; An unseen path edged with dusky poppies, A drowsy garden, where no birds sing. Cool night! and the aching feet may be rested O stained with earth ' s toil and travelworn — As rises the mist from the whispering rushes, Balm for the tired heart, peace is born. Hazel E. Inch TO HELEN:— Staunch and brave is the yellow crocus flower As gallantly it pushes aside the warm brown earth; Nothing, nothing at all are the cold and icy blasts. Thy petals spend the ice and snow Thinking only of the golden glow Which breaks forth in the crisp morning air. Even so, Helen, you stemmed the strain and ache Amongst the rocks, and wouldst not think Of what the wind was doing. When All your friends came back with pains and heartaches Annihilating all that spends itself in noth- ingness, You planted fruits of life and beauty in their hearts. Ethel L. Benson I MISS YOU I miss you when the early dawn Breaks on a silent world I miss you when the fragment morn Its rosy mist has hurled. I miss you when sunshine is laid O ' er fields of clovered hay. I miss you in the quiet shade Of swiftly sinking day. I miss you most at eventide When the world in silhouette Crowds life in dreams that never hide The you I ne ' er forget. Mary A. Doyle