William Carey College - Crusader / Pine Burr Yearbook (Hattiesburg, MS)

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3 : .=- fr ,; i Senior Class Will E, the members of the Senior Class of the Mississippi Woman ' s College, in the city of Hattiesbure, in the county of Forrest, and state of Mississippi, itching in our own ignorance, being in an intolerant state of mind and of sound memory, realizmg that we are about to depart, and that the time is short wherein we may get rid of some friendships not really .crth having; we do, with much solemnity of purpose, make, publish and declare this to he our last will and testament, hereby separating us from all our misfortunes and bei;o vin3 same upon our successors. We, the united and loyal members cf the said class of Nineteen-Twenty, do hereby will and bequeath to the forthcoming classes of Mississippi Woman ' s College the excellent records of scholarship that we, as a class, have maintained, together with all the dignity that attends a Senior. We do hereby bequeath to the curios of M. W. C. museum, our noble caps and gowns, as reHcs of the dark ages when woman wore headdress designed for man. To those self-centered Juniors of said school, we hereby bequeath the dignity which our silver-tasseled caps and silver-beaded gowns inspire, feeling assured that it could not pass into worse hands ; and we do hereby bequeath our most valuable keys, which will unlock all their troubles, and a searchlight, that they may find the Senior Privileges, which we so earnestly sought in vain ; also having had the poverty of the Juniors impressed on us by their failure to honor us with a reception, we heap coals of fire upon their thoughtless heads, by directing our Treasurer to turn over to them all funds left in our treasury. We plead that the faculty hold our memory dear, trusting this bequest may not inspire other curs to seek the same protection. The following girls do now come in line ; hearing their respective statements, le them speak: Be it known, that I, Addie Mae S ' evens, while in my sane mind, have no idea of giving away anything of value, so I leave the Presidency of the Senior Class to the most progressive candidate. We, Kathryne Brumfield, Anna Bell Spell and Gladys Covington, speak with one voice to say farewell forever to those obnoxious things called study, exams, lectures, and note-books. And we leave all our surplus knowledge of the Y. W. A. to be sold to flunkers as they see lit. I, Mae Middleton, having never attained my right mind, am hard put to choose something valuable enough to leave. Having a certain craving for Math, I place into the hands of some careless Junior my most beloved Analytics, which has caused me many sleepless nights. We, Vera O ' Mara. Linnie .Allbritton and Ethel Dove, having starred ilj recitals, and yearning to leave behind us a necessary evil, bestow our practice period) upon the Victrola. Page nineteen

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Senior Class History I. THE DARK AGE 5 5jjN the far-away dim past of the year 1916-1 7, from near and far came a host of young minds eager to taste of the fountain of knowledge. As many others before them have done, and as many in the future will do, they thought a taste of this fountain would be sufficient. As has been said, and wisely too, They knew not, and knew not they knew not. So, for one brief year this host sipped of the fountain, and passed onward sincerely believing they knew all things. II. THE RENAISSANCE But as the days swiftly passed and the year 1917-18 was presented to the world by Father T ime, there came in the mmds of many of this host, an awakening. They yearned for another taste from the fountain of last year. They had come unto this: They knew not, and knew they knew not. Gladly did the parents of these send them for another drink ; and when at the end of the second brief year they wended their way homeward, their faces were joyous, yet pensive, for they were thinking, A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or touch not the Pierian spring. III. THE MIDDLE AGE And again Father Time presented a year of possibilities to the world ; and no one more eagerly grasped for these than did this wistful host. All through the year they toiled and struggled, sometimes becoming famt, but never losing sight of their goal. This was indeed the most trying of years, but these strong-purposed minds overcame all diffi- culties, and when at the close of the school year they again sought their homes, they went Knowing, and knowing not they knew. But in each heart was the determination to return the following session and drink from the depths of the fountain. IV. THE MODERN AGE And behold ! when again they gathered within the walls of their college home they were — Seniors! Joyfully they shouldered the pleasant burden of the last quarter of their journey. In vain did frowns try to supplant the happy smiles upon their faces. Victorious they emerged from the struggle, each head held high, each face turned to the future, each young woman seeking her place in the ranks; each saying within her heart, I know, and know I know, Yet must confess, the more I know, I know I know the less. Class Historian. ' age eighteen

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Like the Oriental, who comes wafted in on the odor of incense, comes three, Edna Mangun, Mae Jopes and Annie Neely. Draw back that they may speak. We hereby wish the continuance of all things good, and we are for our successors having a hot time. Behold our last onion to be planted in Dr. Johnson ' s garden as seed for onions to fill the multitudes of future M. W. C. ideals. We know of no more self-sacrificing gift. I, Willie Smith, having the best voice in scho ol, and enough talent to spare a measure to the fair Mrs. Joiner, do beg that she give me recognition for my unusual genius. Gola Mangum died from a severe attack of rosebuds and left no will. Florence Ferguson, declared unbalanced by the court, was duly cared for. Her property, consisting of a large blue sunbonnet, was given to the needy on Easter moming. The court made provision for the sale of her skates to pay off her debts Be it known that we, Maggie Hendrick and Lydia Watts, have grown weary of being book-worms ; we give and bequeath to the Science Department our minds, vvashing prosperity to profit by knowledge of our ailments. We, I. B. Buford, Edna Fort and Theta Plunkett, having the entire Speech Arts Department to dispose of, have decided to take it along with us, fearing its decease if left behind. I, Rennie Dear, feeling called upon to return good for evil, hereby summon all my giggles and psychological knowledge and will them to Katie Mae. And lastly, we. Myrtle Hunt, Eunice Collins and Fannye Morris, have one thing each to be rid of: Our alarm clock to the future inhabitants of Senior Hall; our chapel responsibilities and the privilege of pulling the bell cord to some aspiring Junior. We are free now to enjoy life. In witness hereof, we, the Class of 1 920, swear that the above is the true and only solution of disposing of our property, personal and otherwise. (Signed) Class of 1 920. Page tment