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THE PANTHER
December, 1948
Lost
Gone that little of his soul He gave
me
Labor on I must, I cannot crease.
Vain, because the thing I force from
labor
Shall not, cannot equal what is lost.
I vision had of that that’s truly
nature,
Pure a thing, sweet, and undefiled,
With a charge to use, if not, to lose it.
Failed my trust, now ’tis gone from
me.
Read the bards, pattern after ancients.
Plagiarize their lines, fill their forms.
Gone the natural grace the depth of
feeling,
Gone with youth, and so forever
gone.
Style and technique cannot strike a
balance.
Toil, sorrow on, but never through
Give the life, the soul and all forever
For youth the glowing eye
That sees life true.
“Courage”
My House
My house some say
Is still the same,
Built for the storms
Of rich acclaim.
Though on my house
Fell wind and rain,
My house they say
Remained the same.
Some know the splendor
Of the outer door;
Beyond that glitter
They know no more.
Inside, my house
Is not so bright,
In day it’s dark—
’Tis so by night.
Within its walls
I fain would see
The joys of life
With smiles for me.
Lord, in my house
Some light let come,
Then from my house
True smiles can run.
J. Brown
The Editor and staff of The
a
Panther” extend to Clark
Community and to all wishes
for a Very Happy Christmas
and a coming year of Peace and
Good Will
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CHRISTMAS SEALS
THOUGHTS IN A PSYCHOLOGY
CLASSROOM
(Continued from Page Three)
Life is not life without Burdens.
Sometimes they come two-fold . . .
Pressing upon the weak back of man,
crushing him to pieces . . .
Pieces where fragments of life can
not be found.
Pieces which have never known the
beauty of love,
Courage, where art thou when life
seems so bitter, and these things
called Burdens are so painful ?
Courage, art thou one of the frag
ments of life that has been
crushed by the iron hand of Bur
den?
O God! Many suffering people call to
you for love, and many suffering
people call to you for understand
ing,
But O God! All of us call to You
for a tiny bit of Courage.
Gwendolyn Jackson
Rehabilitations
You remember when we came.
It’s not a thing that one forgets.
I often heard the folks explain
Those bitter men, Oh, they’re the
vets.
We tried, yes we sincerely tried
To smooth away the grit and rough.
And show them all that down within
We really weren’t so hard and tough.
And most, we learned to laugh again.
Dim grew these bleak Pacific rocks.
We changed our blood stained battle
gear
For blazer coats and gaudy socks.
And then at last we stood where we
Had hoped to see some peaceful light.
But God looked down and laughed
aloud,
And earth girds up again to fight.
Carswell Vinson
Proiect Your Home
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they would be liked and that I should
be commended and praised. You know,
the desire for social approval. I dare
not say that I give less than a hoot
for what people think or that I should
like to live my own life, for then, as
any student of general phychology
could tell you, I should only be ra
tionalizing.
PANTHERS CONQUER
XAVIER 19-12
(Continued from Page Four)
period in an all-out effort to overcome
the Panthers’ 13-0 lead. Kirkle Her
man, Gold Rush halfback, knifed over
from the Clark one, but the Panthers
increased their lead to 19-6 on a pass
and lateraal from Gray to McCoy to
Ponder. In the dying moments of
the game Xavier scored their final
TD on a pass from Sims to Merri-
weather. Clark had 14 first downs to
Xavier’s 11.
CLARK COLLEGE GRID MENTORS (left to right) : Head Coach Marion (Hooks) Curry, Assistant Coach Charlton Hamilton,
and Assistant Albert Wdtki--
The Clark Homecoming and frater
nity queens were presented during
the half, Miss Mildred Brawner, of
Chicago, Ill., reigned as “Miss Clark.”
MR. MERNER VISITS CLARK
The Clark Family was honored
with the presence of Mr. Garfield D.
Merner, Chairman of the Committee
of Buildings and Grounds of the Col
lege Board of Trustees.
It has been the custom of Mr.
Merner to make periodic visits to
Clark, to which he is not only con
nected as a member of the Board of
Trustees but through his family
which has been one of the most gen
erous contributors in making Clark
the institution it is today. He is the
nephew of the late Mr. and Mrs. Hen
ry Pfeiffer in whose honor two of
our dormitories are named.
While on our campus the studest
body had the opportunity of receiv
ing from Mr. Merner words of wis
dom and encouragement.