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

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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

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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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jj Our Colors E have chosen unusual colors because we feel that we are indeed an unusual class, and we step forward under no banner, and flaunt no colors, save those to which we can swear our individual allegiance. Our motto, To thine own self be true! is thus put into practical demonstration, even at this early stage of our greatness, and we feel that it has prompted us wisely and well in the selection of the old rose and silver, we have blended together to symbolize our characteristic principles. Old rose is the symbol of richness, value, depth of true culture, inspiration, and the true wisdom that is not of today alone, but of all times. It is the ancient symbol of eternal life and knowledge that endures throughout the ages in the tones of philosophic lore with no spot nor stain to mar or blur the perfection of its manifestation. It cannot be eradicated nor any part of its tone obliterated. On the canvases of the world ' s masterpieces, it represents the secret hue that the modern artist seeks in vain to unearth from the spirit-forces of those who have passed on to other spheres. But the tubes are twisted and dried, and only the resultant hue remains to lead men on to further effort and more exhausting search. Therefore, it represents an ideal yet unattained — a goal still to be sought for — an inspiration ever fresh and new, to hold the interest of aspiring humanity. All this is the old rose to us. Silver is, of course, the symbol of value, representative of the metallic clink of many coins, that symbolize the price we must pay for all life ' s rich gifts, and the price life must pay back to us for what we have to offer at her shrine. It stands for the coin of the realm — the medium by which every door may be opened to us, and to whose clink all forces keep step and all human hearts respond. Silver will buy nearly everything in the world — but not quite all. There is where we need the old rose, the true culture of mind with its heritage of long-buried ages before whose magic touch even the purse strings are of no avail. But it is not only because of its financial value that we chose the silver. It is one of the greatest treasures of the earth, and as such, signifies much to us in its promise of our power to wrest from the world the best it has to offer, even gifts that are hidden beneath the surface, and not easily discovered by the average eye. Besides, there is a sterling worth to the silver article, though but a mere toy, that stamps it as one of permanence, utility and duration, easily kept shining and free from the tarnish of every destructible element before which so many less valuable materials decay and become no longer fair to the sight nor pleasant to the touch. There is likewise a ring of sincerity in the silver coin as it is dropped to the surf ace of floor or table, that speaks the truth and real value, beside which the dull thud of the lead, or the peculiar clang of brass is a mocker and a snare. Yes, it means all this to us ; and when, after the passage of years, the silver threads begin to sprinkle with plentiful profusion the locks of our hair, they speak of wisdom and attainment, and of full life, rich with experience and achievement, and still blend reverently and beautifully with the old rose on the cheek that was once the blusliing bud of some far-off Senior Year. Page lwenl -one