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THE CAMPUS MIRROR
Front row left to right: Mosetta Miles,
Aquilla Jones, Thelma Bolling, Thelma
Brown, Alice Webster, Alma Ferguson,
Frankie Clark, Eunice Roberts; Middle row:
Gaston Bradford, Mrs. Naomi Smith, Retha
Jackson, Estelle Bailey, Irene Dobbs, Wil
lie Barnett, Beatrice Tucker, Myrtle Clarke,
Sadie Brown; Back Row: Mrs. Maggie
Powell, Barbara Smith, Florence Jones,
Julia Pate, Pauline Nelson, Ann Nabrit.
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“WE SHALL ARRIVE”
CLASS POEM
By Frankie J. Clark, ’29
There is a goal we must attain
Exalted as the stars;
There is a prize that we must gain
Through hardships, bolts and bars.
No matter how we have to strive
We shall arrive, we shall arrive.
We have a mark set long years past
No foe could e’er despoil.
The winds may blow with stormy blast
To make us stop our toil;
But snares we’ll use to make us thrive.
We shall arrive, we must arrive.
There is a way that we must go
Which leads up to the sky.
No one that road with flow’rs will strow.
We fight our way, or die,
But we’ll keep faith and keep alive
And we’ll arrive, we will arrive.
There is a task for each to do;
God made no supplement.
Labor, we must, have courage too,
We’ll toil and be content;
We’ll work just as the bees in hive—
We will arrive, we will arrive!
Life's great tomorrow lies so bright
As now we say farewell.
We’ll tread the narrow path to light,
And of its Good will tell.
When we from it have life derived
We’ll shout at last, “Arrived! Arrived !’’
THE LAMP
By Julia E. Pate, 1929
O ancient Lamp with handle, spout and dome,
O dim and smoky Lamp of bronze or clay,
0 “Lamp of Learning” first for Greece and
Rome,
Wilt thou, too, signify our aims today?
Our flame of hopes, ambitions, plans and deeds
Now sometimes blown by testing breezes strong,
Our vessel which must have the fuel it needs
To face the world with confidence and song;
Our wicks of knowledge, faith and love divine,
Which we shall never fail to snuff and trim;
So that our lights of truth may always shine
And flicker not—nor ever once grow dim.
Our fuel—the dominating will to dare
To learn and live the truths that make men free,
To realize the dreams of those who care,
All these, O Lamp, we emblemize in thee.
The Lamps of nineteen hundred twenty-nine
Shall send their rays where needed light is lost.
In years to come they shall from summits shine
And burn forever; it matters not the cost.
Burn, to cheer the sad and lonely hearts,
Burn, to find the lost and friendless one,
Burn, to give new light to earth’s dark parts,
Burn, through others, even when life is done.
CLASS SONG
By Maggie Moore Powell, ’29
(Tune: Auld Lang Syne)
The class of twenty-nine has come
To the parting of its ways;
But we shall still be joined in heart
By ties of college days.
Chorus :
We’ll e’er remember college days
For college days are dear
Our Alma Mater we adore;
Her mem’ry we’ll revere.
The white and blue shall emblemize
Our ideals every one, -
And lead us on to victory
’Till all our work is done.
SENIORS’ ACTIVITIES
Bailey, Estelle—
1925- 6 President, Wheatley-Fauset Literary
Society; Y. W. C. A.
1926- 7 Christian Endeavor; Campus Mirror
Staff
1927- 8 Student Council; Sec. of Class; Sec.
Campus Mirror Staff; Story Telling
Club
1928- 9 Business Mgr. of Campus Mirror
Barnett, Willie—
1925-6 Sec. Christian Endeavor; Wheatley-
Fauset Club; Y. W. C. A.