William Woods University - Echoes Yearbook (Fulton, MO)

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.L STUDENT COUNCIL HIS year, as in past years, William Woods has been governed by Student government. Under the very efficient leadership of our Student president, Sara Richlcie, the council has had a most suc- cessful year. The council is composed of sixteen representatives from the student body. Student body chapel is conducted by the student president every Saturday morning. Sometimes it is given over to announcements, and sometimes the time is taken up by more enjoyable activities. To show that they are interested in something besides the blue-book, the members of the council gave a formal dinner party, and they gave a dance the night after exams were over. Other bright spots in the lives of the council members were the week-end at the Cabin, the breakfast for the old members and the student affairs committee, and the cozy party Dean Sherrill gave on Sara's birthday. W Page 25 GRACE LARSON MARY BUMB.-xRGER V 7' NIADELINE MAUPIN , NAOMA RAMEYf MARY FRANCES ROBERTS DUANE COE DoRoTHY STUTTLE VIRGINIA CARDWELL .,- ' lf' J j: vi ll l I 1 1 l ' , I fi'-if -x JS' , r ,, f f-1 -v 'l I l A '.. I ',-- ,V I U , ,, ,,f . .. ,, , v If ,z fe

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SARA RICHKIE FLORENE PIURST HARRIE1' BULLOCK HARRIET COLLINS HELEN NELSON ANNADA TACKETT BEULAH BOLLINGER XVINIFRED WINE THE STUDENT COUNCIL OFFICERS SARA RICHKIE . . . . . President ' FLORINE I'IURST . Vice-President HARRIET BULLOCK . HARRIEI COLLINS MEMBERS BEULAII BOLLINGER, Elliot HARRIE'I BULLOCK, Booth MARY BUMBARGER, Elliot VIRGINIA CARDWELL, Jones DUANE COE, Jones I-IARRIET COLLINS, Senior FLORENE I-IURST, Senior GRACE LARSON, Senior MADELINE MAUP'IN, Booth HELEN NELSON, Senior NAOMI RAMEY, Cockrell SARA RICHKIE, Senior MARY FRANCES ROBERTS, B Secretary Treasurer nngalow DOROTHY STUTTLE, Edwards ANNADA TACKETT, Booth WINIFRED WINE, Jones Page 24

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SONNET When I am far from you the day is deadg The flowers fadeg the birds no longer singg And time flies slowly past on leaden Wing To mend Life's garment with an endless thread. And yet, each day but rents my cloak again, For masqued F ate is joyed to make us part, And opens Wide more wounds to tax my heart, And I must reach up to the stars in vain. It seems not right that we should not be near, When Life for us holds only singleness And peace and everlasting happiness. Without you, Life holds only doubt and fear. And yet I should not let myself be sad, I know that you love meg I should be glad. Night is softly stealing down the hills, Though the tops of the trees are bathed in a golden light, The shadows are playing at hide-and-seek, And the sun is kissing the world goodnight. I loved you when that very sun First Woke this World to joy and song, And when the Night sings Nature's last sweet Lullaby-dearest, I will love you still. -J. B. PgZ6