https://d1y502jg6fpugt.cloudfront.net/54066/archive/files/6f2c847ca64a7a404f8f9c3510465613.pdf?Expires=1781740800&Signature=Hj0d3aNP298OzGRVNIHkPytCbDEYw80ygXxXPQaFX0QW2dCpe-2Q%7E84MULE2z0jKWgpTpD5LJf4Ki2G99fuOPM6%7E51vJgJzicgCEab3COwMRWvWC5iYbcAey-i%7E2otlYxGBNy2qNNhUVgAPh-xMvG3e3iXnoDAK6yTVl3QLDdlz1Z2vmrrEbtVKBB0EQaf6eLZonTerVPXSqroFd74IZM5P3rhWauAd4LnzWz-VHDReEmMrWtPz9pS9E2k38rMw7-61ASp6OJSmZOP-Mn72dGLGlIWR52r-vEFqsZlj-Vje51Q-HYn7h-NjzhF4PuHpuAJmEaKgGKhL4haEkBJK5aw__&Key-Pair-Id=K6UGZS9ZTDSZM 8e7698b12e2842abb2ef5b0e5adcc22b PDF Text Text �News, Alumni, & Public Relations Box 5056 Tennessee Tech ��Book One Classes Book Two Clubs Book Three Literary Societies Book Four Jokes Book Five Athletics Book Six Poets' Corner �I Npresenting this book to the student body of Tennessee Polytechnic Institute, we, the staff, assure you that it represents our best efforts and we hope it will be appreciated as such. That there are faults is undisputable, but may these faults serve only as an aid to our successors. Opportunity has given us the privilege of producing the first annual. The way in which we have taken advantage of this opportunity is best shown by our last work, this book. Of course we are proud of it; and we do not think it boasting to say 'fj!f, ~\." ob that we consider it a step p ~ forward in the progress of ~ T. P. I. Y/!" Aside from the wide experience gained by all members of the staff, the work has been beneficial to us in the way of forming friendships through our co-operation. Because of this it is with a feeling of regret that we surrender the operation of the paper to our successors. We hope next year's staff will make the Tech Dynamo a greater factor in the life of Tech than it was this year. We can assure the incoming staff of the hearty co-operation of the faculty and the student body that it is essenial to the type of paper Tech merits. As is true of all annuals, when you finish this book you will have laughed with us and thought with us for a time and then passed on. We trust that you also will receive some lasting benefit from it. Wi ",Ml'11/ �The Tennessee Polytechnic Institute HE Tennessee Polytechnic Institute, which was made possible by an Act of the Legislature on March 15, 1915, was launched by Prof. Thomas A. Early as its chief executive, and became a part of the state's school system. During the first summer of his administration he applied himself to the work of preparation and organization with such zeal and efficiency that in four months' time he accomplished more than would have ordinarily been expected in a whole year. At the opening the institution was full of the best type of students, and it has been in a most flourishing condition ever since. Its success from the beginning has been remarkable. The number of students present from the very beginning has exceeded the most sanguinC' expectations of its most ardent friends; while its practical courses of study and student help program, which Mr. Early has constantly made a part of his program, have won for it a genuine favor and practically overcome all opposition to the institution. Under the diI'tection of President Early this institution has led the way for Tennessee institutions in the training of disabled soldiers as it did in the training of technicians for the army during the war period. Not only have the accomplishments of this institution along these lines attracted the attention and appreciation of the entire state, but the institution has also received recognition from every Legislature since its establishment, and we feel that to President Early is due the credit for making possible this splendid record. This institution has furnished leadership for the work of agricultural development, for the work of making happier and mor,e efficient homes, as well as for the development along many other lines in this section of the state; and the sphere of its great usefulness to the people of this state is rapidly increasing. It has been as a beacon light for progressive and practical education; and its influence for character building, strict morality, law enforcement, the suppression of crime, �and the practical training of young men and women has already demonstrated the wisdom of its policy and ideals, which we feel entitle its first president and directing genius, Prof. Thomas A. Early, to the gratitude and appreciation of all the friends of the institution. Handicapped by insufficient equipment and financial support and forced to start amid the abnormal conditions created by the World War, this institution has made the greatest progress ever attained by any similar Tennessee institution in the same length of time. This remarkable record has been no accident. It has been made possible by the splendid executive ability and constructive policy of its chief executive. To the immortal progl1essive spirit of the institution, Prof. Thomas A. Early, who has dedicated and consecrated four of the best years of his life to the manhood and womanhood of this Upper Cumberland Section, this Annual is dedicated as a mark of respect and esteem by his friends who have known his benevolent influence and untiring and unselfish sacrifices. �1)edicaled CChe Staff in [Behalf of the Student [Bod]) 'Prof ~homas .fl. Garly �PROF'. THOMAS A. EARLY President �.... "'" :' Back Row: .::;, :,~{:~:~~ ..~:~. EDITORIAL STAFF OF TECH DYNAMO Burton, Overton, Walker, Hatfield Lowe, Johnson, Ensor, Burton. Middle Row: Langford, Countiss, Myers, Cloyd, Flatt. Front Row: Jarred, Chapin, Algood, Finley, Myers. Cummins, �Editorial Staff of the Tech Dynamo ......... Editor-in-Chief . ...Assistant Editor J. B. COUNTISS .. SALLIE MYERS. ASSOCIATE EDITORS ANNA . MARY CUMMINS .. . ELMER A. LANGFORD ... JANIE LowE. .. WESLEY . FLATT ... VALERIA BURTON OVANLIE MYERS ... Ross ..Senior BURTON MAUDE CLYDE CHAPIN......Belles 1. ENSOR.. MARY WALKER...... THOS. LowE. BRUCE OVERTON............. KATHERINE JARRED.. ROSLAND ALGOOD. ROSE NELL (E) Locals E xchang e ............. ociety 8 A thletics . Poetry .............J olees JOHNSON BUSINESS C. C. CLOYD. CLIBOURNE HATFIELD. . Class Lettres . Shenuoods .. Pallaclins Upper Cumberlands .. y. M. C. A. y. W. C. A. ..................Glee Club Agricultural Club DEPARTMENT ...Business ....Assistcmt Business Manager M anciger �The Purple and Gold The Purple and Gold of memories dear Enshrine our hearts today; May the teachings of' these colors Remain with us for aye. The Purple may stand for royalty, The Gold for worth untold. We'll always prove our loyaltyWe'll uphold the Purple and Gold. Our Alma Mater's standards bright We'll bear wher'er we go. We'll do our best in every way Her glories to others to show; Our lives shall stand for all that's right, Our hearts for courage bold. We'll show to all T. P. L's might, We'll uphold the Purple and Gold. CLEO MCGLASSON. ��CLYDE 1. Livingston, ENSOR Tenn. President Senior Class '20; President Sherwood Society '20; InterSociety Debater '19; Reporter Tech Dynamo '20; President T. P. 1. Literary Society (Summer School); Vice-President Y. M. C. A. '20. "T he trying shall suffice; The aim, if reached or not, lV1 akes great the life." LILLIE MAUDE CHAPIN Cookeville, Tenn. Vice-President Senior Class '20; President Belles Lettr'es Literary Society '19; Secretary Athletic Ass'n '19-'20; Reporter Tech Dynamo. "Fair girl of eighteen, Fresh glittering with graces Of mind and of mien." �SALLIE MARIE MYERS Granville, Tenn. President Y. W. C. A. '19-'20; Winner Essayist Medal '19; Ass't Editor Tech "Dynamo"; President Belles Lettl'es Literary Society '18; Vice-President T. P. 1. Athletic Ass'n '20. "He?' air, her manne1'S, all who saw admired, Courteous though coy, and gcntle though retired." JOHN BASCOME COD -TISS Cookeville, Tenn. Editor-in-Chief "The Tech Dynamo"; President "Tech's Country Life Club" '20; Treasurer T. P. 1. Athletic Association '20; President Sherwood Literary Society '19; Assistant Instructor in Agriculture. "Face with gladness overspread; Soft smiles by human kindness b1-ed." �EVA LILLIAN SMARTT Cookeville, Tenn. Secretary- Treasurer Senior Class; Secretary Agriculture Club '20; President Belles Lettres Literary Society '18-'20; Secretary Y. W. C. A. '20. "Peace channed the street beneath her feet, And honD?' charmed the air, A nd all astiT looked kind on hm' A nd called heT good and faiT." W ALTER Ross BURTO ' Cookeville, Tenn. Student West Point Militarv Academy '16-'17; Service Seventh Field Artillery, First Division, '17-'19; President Sherwood Literary Society '19; Inter-Society Debater '20; Senior Class Reporter "Tech Dynamo." "What a piece of work is man: Ii ow noble in reason; how infinite in faculties." �ELMER A. LANGFORD Livingston, Tenn. President Sherwood Literary Society '19; Sec.-Treas. T. P. I. Literary Society (Summer School); President Y. M. C. A. '19-'20; Winner of Wyly Medal in InterSociety Debate '20; Exchange Editor "Tech Dynamo" '20; Class Representative '20. "The prize yOt~ drectn~ of today Will not fade when you grasp And melt in your hand away." ALTA CLEO MCGLASSON Cookeville, Tenn. Inter-Society Reading Contestant '19; Critic Belles Lettres Literary Socie~y '18; Class Historian '20; Ass't Librarian '18, '19, '20. "Never saw I mien 01"face In which more plainly I could t1'ace Benignity and common sense Repining in perfect innocence." it �RHION R. Livingston, MCGEE Tenn. President Upper Cumberland Literary Society '18; Inter-Society Debater '18-'19; Critic Upper Cumberland Literary Society '19; Class Prophet '20; Manager of Book Store. "H e looks befoTe and afteT And pines for what is not." IDAH MAE WOMACK Cookeville, Tenn. Graduate Carthage High School '17; Inter-Society Reading Contestant '20; Member Belles Lettres Literary Society. "A .ve1'Y showe1' Of ea1"thly beauty is thy dowel"." �Technical Training and Intellectual Development By ELMER Il A. LANGFORD, College Class Rep1'esentative EN and systems change. The educated man of today is very differen~ from. the educate~ man o~ fifty . years ago. He IS fashIOned by a dIfferent kmd of training. It is no longer accepted that the elements of scholarship consist only in the knowledge of the classics and mathematics. These have their place of course. but the popular idea of education now is that there must be a compromise between the training for making a living and the training for making that living worth while after it has been made. This idea has brought technical training into prominence. The need of technical training has greatly increased with the change in social, economic, and industrial conditions. The great inventions which revolutionized industry made it imperative that the working men have technical training in order to obtain employment from the owners of the machinery of production. This evolution of industry brought a special demand with it-a demand for trained men. The world needs men who are educated along technical lines as it never needed them before. A real democracy must see that the chance for a technical education is open to everyone. The education of the great majority in the vocations that they are to pursue is essential to the work of the world. The pride of every nation rests upon the training of its individuals, for the strength and renown of every nation depend upon the manif,est inventive and constructive genius of all its individuals. Technical training aims at the production and perpetuation of an industrious and intellectual nation and of placing intelligent men in all the vocations of life. It elevates labor and makes work pleasant. It broadens the field for mental activity, making even the strong mind more resolute and comprehensive. Intelligence and efficiency are its ideals. Judgment and reason constitute its steady and h �unshaken base. Its whole end and aim are educational inasmuch as it evolutioni7ies both physical and mental capacities. It develops the underlying principles-the science as well as the art. Proper education prepares one for the immediate duties and responsibilities of life. The student should come out of school with the elements which prepare him to enter readily into sympathetic co-operation with the institutions of his country and time. Technical training has this preparation as its purpose. It makes every thinking person of this section of Tennessee rejoice to know that we have a Tennessee Polytechnic Institute dedicated to the great cause of giving that training to young men and women which prepares them to take their proper places in the world. What personal existence, humanity and God require of us are: "A heart to resolve, a head to contrive, and a hand to execute." Without such unison and concurrence in the different walks of life, human greatness would become imperiled, national honor would be set at naught, and we would drift back into barbarism. And it must be remembered that the resolutions of the heart and the plans of the mind would be of no value without that training which prepares one to execute such resolutions and plans. �Class History OT many years ago the common opinion about history was expressed in the words, "Happy is that people who have no history." To persons holding such a view history was a record of cruelties, misfortunes, and destructions. This opinion, common enough a generation ago, is held by few today, for we are beginning to r,ealize that history is less a narrative of events than a record of progressthat it should not be a record of the horrors of the class, but of its achievements. The history of the Class of 192'0 consists of several volumes containing some four hundred pages each, but owing to limited time and space, only the most important facts about the class in general, and remarks of vital interest about the individuals will be here given. As far as we are able to discover by deep research and patient investigation, the history of the class dates back only as far as the year 1916, with record of only three members who were to form the foundation of the wonderful class. Of prehistoric records or accounts of all who fell by the way or drifted into other lands of learning, we can find no trace. But the class had its real beginning in the year 1918, with all of its present members except two. It was then organized into an approved and systematic body of workers always co-operating for the good of the class. Many . honors fell to the class, such as the essay medal, which was won by Miss Sallie Myers, and it was regarded by all the school with respect and admiration. In the y,ear 191'9 all the choice members of the high school and college years began the adventures of a new year as Seniors. They were as follows: Sallie Myers, Lillian Smartt, Cleo McGlasson, Maude Chapin, Idah Mai Womack, Elmer Langford, Ross Burton, Clyde Ensor, Rhion McGee, Bascome Countiss. In October, 1919, the class met in the English room and a motion was put before the house to elect the officers for �the term expiring June 2', 1920. Woman's suffrage prevailed throughout, and ballots were prepared for election of President. The counting revealed Mr. Clyde Ensor had received a good majority. Other officers were: Lillian Smartt, Secretary, and Maude Chapin, Treasurer. In all the years of school history there has been no class known to surpass or reach a higher degree of efficiency than the Class of 1920. In the beginning the President was first and uppermost with the class. "Stand by the President" was our greatest privilege. The P~esident had power to levy taxes for stationery and ink, also on any books or literature that might be needed; the right to veto any act which he deemed harmful to the class; appoint such officers as were not expressed in the constitution, and fill such vacancies as occur on account of tooth and sleepiness. As has been previously stated, the history of the Senior Class is somewhat obscure, but a brief biography of each important member will be here given. First, Mr. Clyde Ensor, our President, who joined our class in 1917, who has aimed high and believed himself capable of great things. He has aspired to be a clergyman, and all his past history will prove that he has consistently followed his ideal. 'Still, he has not objected to an occasional round of "hob-nobbing" in the hall, and the expression on his face has often made us think that his favorite passage was, "Eat, drink, and be merry." Miss Lillian iSmartt, the Secretary of the class, has proved herself master in that line of work. Since she hails from Brush Creek, and has been with us only a short time, and has furnished us with neither biography nor autobiography, we can only judge her prehistoric days by the elements we see blended in her present nature. At first glance, you would think her a man-hater, but we find she was once connected with a very interesting love affair. Miss Maude -Chapin, whose brown eyes and charming smile have unconsciously (so tradition says) captivated the heart of many a young man, investigation of papyrus �manuscripts reveals the fact that she reveled in books, if the book were one whose prevailing theme was "dreams" or memories. Mr. Ross Burton, the hero of the class, won his title in France while fighting for America. He only joined the class this year, but he wears laurels no other Senior does. Mr. Elmer Langford is the pious. member of the class. His early life is as mysterious to us as the darkness of the middle ages, but his countenance tells the tale. You can read the story without manuscripts of the past. In looking at him you can say with the poet: "He is part of all he has met." Miss Sallie Myers has a face so smiling that it seems to denote that she did nothing but be glad before she came to T. P. I. It has been told by some of her historians that she is very fond of a fellow who drives a Ford, but recent investigations show that she loves the Ford regardless of the driver. Now, we must hear something of the member of our class who was so generous to refuse the title of Mascot, though "they thrice urged him to accept." He did not believe in farmers' unions, and violently protested when asked to join the Overall Club. He has become famous for his ability to eat about half of the chocolate candy in the bookstore becaus,e the mice have depreciated its value too greatly for the public to be benefited. I speak of Mr. Rhion McGee. Miss Cleo McGlasson is the studious member of the class, and has gained much fame because of her strong leaning toward woman's rights. She is a living suffragette. She is noted for her ability to refrain from hob-nobbing when the halls are overcrowded. Mr. Bascome Countiss has gained fume as chief hobnobber of T. P. I. He does so in hall, in chapel in classroom, on campus, and in the library especially. He has gained the good will of all he meets by his winning and diplomatic manner of conversation. He has won many honors in school, holding now the position of Editor-inChief of TECH DYNAMO. �Now our college days are ended. Tonight divides, as no other time has ever done, the past from the future of our lives. One short epoch of history we have already safely concluded. Another epoch is soon to begin which will end only when ends the history of our lives. What that future history will be, whether prosperous or disastrous, none of us can tell. But this we know-it will depend upon ourselves-upon the use we make of the gifts and powers we possess-upon the ends we choose and toward which we work-upon the worthiness of our aims and purposes in lii'e. The history of the class is the foundations we have laid for after-learning and work in life. But they are good foundations and weU laid. The superstructure is yet to be reared thereon, and it doth not yet appear what that shall be. It can depend only upon us. The world is waiting for us. It has need of us-sore need of us-for all our gifts and culture and power. It has a place, too, for ,each of us. It may not be an exalted or a conspicuous place. The acclaim and plaudits of men may not await us. Not a name in the dear Class of 1920 may ever be known to fame or live on a historic page. Not one of us may eVN' achieve what men call greatness. But in the sight of God and all good men there is a greatness which each of us may surely attain. There are honors which we may win, the luster of which will remain when coronets and crowns and heads that wear them are alike in the dust. There are songs for us the melody of which will linger in tremulous sweetness in our hearts when all mortal minstrelsy shall c~ase to ravish the ear. Is it fancy? Do I say too much? No. It is only the greatness of a good and true life-a life the poorest and humblest may liv,e. A life that bravely and patiently stands in its lot, be it lofty or lowly; that gratefully accepts and wisely uses whatever of earthly good providence bestows, and makes the most of passing opportunities and finds a �sure and sufficient reward in the consciouness of useful burdens cheerfully borne and daily duties faithfully performed. Millions have achieved that greatness, earned those honors, heard those songs and died like conquerors whose lives were as modest and humble as the flowers of the lowly vales wherein they dwelt. Let us then be true to ours-elves, to our age and to our country. True to the college wherein we have been nurtured and to the obligations imposed by the inteUeetual and moral culture and power we have here received, and we shall help to make the history of our nation as successful as that of our class. �Class Poem Two years ago our ship set sail; O'er unknown seas our bark did glide. 'Sometimes indeed the light did fail, But ne'er for long the son doth hide. a 'Twas merry crew set gaily out To bring the old ship home in June. We sailed the whole wide world about, Now June the first is very soon. The boys of this gay band are five, Langford, Countiss, Ensor, Burton. They are really, truly men all five, Likewise McGee, that, too, is certain. The maidens, too, once six now five, For Rettie stopped at Christmas tide. She went away and left us five, But her we could not blame or chide. Theroe are Lillian and Cleo, Maude and I, And Idah Mai, who is married, you know. We love and laud her to the sky. She's pretty and yet she needs no beau. Together we have traveled long, But now alone we must set forth. Each dreams of making right the wrong, Although his way lead south or north. In looking back along the way They seem two sweet, un shadowed years, Without of gloom one single ray, We cannot help our farewell tears. SALLIE MYERS. �Class Prophecy T was in the summer of 1919. Well I remember the day and the circumstances attendant upon my . first meeting with the one whom I have reason to believe should become an unquestioned leader in science. For several days I had been fishing in a Tennessee stream with no more than commonplace adventure, but on the: morning of the eight day, becoming tired of the monotonous murmuring of the water, I clambered up the rocky hillside following the river, with no apparent aim in view. The slope was steep and the thick growth of ivy between the rocks made climbing difficult, and at the same time served to remind me that doubtless I was the first human to place foot there since the passing of the Redman. Then you may imagine my surprise when on stumbling over a tangled vine I found myself sprawled in a well beaten path which terminated at a spring babbling nearby. With some curiosity as to where the other end of the path might be I followed it, and presently came to the opening of a cave in the side of a well-nigh inaccessible cliff. I hesitated a moment, and as I did so a pale, emaciated figure, which I first took to be that of an old man, but on closer scrutinization saw could be no more than forty, stepped from the opening and greeted me with a startled stare. I might tell you of how his distru~t changed to friendship; how I became in a way possessed of the greatest secret in the world of science, but my story here deals with the results rather than the incidents of our meeting. I can only say that he was a young scientist who had withdrawn from the haunts of men in order that he might work uninterrupted in his experiments with explosives. His laboratory was the cavem to which I have already alluded. Incidentally he informed me after I had visited his cave many successive days and completely won his ,friendship and confidence that he had accidentally discovered a compound long sought by chemists and had also, as much by chance, found that it had properties before undreamed [I �of in the world of science. At his earnest solicitation I agreed that he might try the virtues of this wonderful drug upon me, and it is with this my tale begins. I lay upon a couch in this strange cave-laboratory and inhaled the vapors of this compound in much the same way I might have taken chloroform. Even as the first fumes passed through my nostrils I felt a spirit of content creep over me, together with an idea of supreme indifference to anything then existing. Very quickly I became oblivious to my surroundings, passing, I suppose, into a sort of trance. I do not know how long this lasted, but gradually I emerged from the blackness which shrouded me into surroundings heretofore unfamiliar. I stood on the platform of a railway station with a traveling bag in each hand. A train, electrically driven, came to a stop before me, and, in a semi-dream, I climbed aboard, where, finding the car crowded, I scarcely noticed the other occupant of the seat I took. Unconsciously I drew from my pocket a letter already opened and as I gazed at it, slowly understanding returned. I drew out the folder and reread it: "Your presence is requested at the twentieth annual banquet of the Class of '20, Tennessee Polytechnic Institute." The twentieth annual banquet! And I had been present at only two! Well, anyway, this should be one I wouldn't miss, and, competely myself again, I smiled in anticipation of the long-expected reunion. My spirits much improved, I began to take notice of my fellow-passengers, naturally turning first to the one at my side. He was of medium height, and fat, well dressed, but his calloused hands and sun-browned face betrayed the fact that he had lived a life in the open, and when I turned to him the jolly smile with which he greeted me invited confidence. "My name's Countiss," he said; "J. B. Countiss." I started! What, this corpulent individual the Bascome Countiss of former days! I could scarce believe it, and yet there was something familiar in that open, genial smile. �After a moment I recovered myself sufficiently to make myself known, and, after he had expressed his surprise, we each began asking questions about our experiences and those of our friends. In reply to my insistent questions, he said: "Yes, after I graduated from Tech I went to U. T. for two years, then got a job as county agent in Morgan County After about five years of this I found the dearest little woman on earth (I afterwards learned she weighed three hundred), married, bought a farm in Davidson County and settled down. I've been pretty lucky, I guess; own over a thousand acres and a controlling interest in the tobacco warehouse in the county seat." He told me that his eldest son was graduating from the High School Department, and that he was on his way both to attend the graduating exercises and to meet with his own old class again. I had spent the past eighteen years in South America, and, in consequence, knew very little of what occurred among myoId classmates, but Bascome was a living oracle, pouring forth volumes of information which to me was highly interesting. He told me that Maude had started out bravely to be a missionary, but had at last succumbed to love in a dear little cottage with a promising young lawyer to share it. The cottage has changed to a mansion, and the once promising lawyer now has success assured, but the love remains unchanged. She alone of the ten will not be with us, as she, with her husband, is spending the summer in Europe. Here Bascome broke off and stared fixedly at a slender, handsome woman of forty a few seats away. "Well, by George!" he gasped, slapping me on the back, "if there ain't Sall Myers." "What!" I exclaimed, and then, still more surprised, "Is her name still Myers?" "It is that," he replied; "but it's her own fault. Folks say she has hoo no less than sixteen proposals since she left T. P. 1., but not one of them would do. She has such high ideals, you know. 'She taught school for three years �after that memorable spring of 1920, and then she started in the millinery business. It was wonderful how success followed that woman. One store was not enough and she added another and then another until now she is the owner of a chain all over West Tennessee." I crossed over and addressed Miss Myers, who at first frowned upon me, mistaking me, I suppose, for a masher, but when I had established my identity she became more gracious and invited me to sit down. I did so and for half an hour we talked over the things then foremost in our minds-the old days at Tech. In the midst of an animated resurrection of a scene at our. last class meeting in the old English room, we were disturbed by the conductor bawling out, "Cookeville, Cookeville." We jumped from our seats at the once familiar name, and immediately began the tflurry of collecting baggage and crowding toward the front. "Truly, this is a goodly sight." This from a striking gentleman in clerical costume who was vigorously sha:king hands with both Countiss and Sallie at the same time, and whom, I was given to understand, was the Rev. Clyde I. Ensor, pastor of M'cKendree Church, who now constituted the receiving committeee. We were hurried into a waiting motor, in our e,xcitement barely escaping being crushed by a Dixie Avenue Street car, and borne out around the beloved campus, then back to the old Arlington Hotel, with its memories of Sunday evening escapes from the dorm. On the veranda of the old building were three others of the old class, who, since I was expecting them, I had no difficulty in recognizing. The beautiful figure in mourning was certainly Lillian-did you say 'Smartt ? Well, so we knew her, but she had seen fit to change it, having married a wealthy merchant of a nearby city, and then fate had deprived her of her chosen soulmate, leaving her, however, with a beautiful town and country place and large holdings in mining stock. And the well-poised, capable-appearing woman beside her was our old class historian, Cleo McGlasson, now Superintendent of Public Instruction in Alabama. �after that memorable spring of 1920, and then she started in the millinery business. It was wonderful how success followed that woman. One store was not enough and she added another and then another until now she is the owner of a chain all over West Tennessee." I crossed over and addressed Miss Myers, who at first frowned upon me, mistaking me, I suppose, for a masher, but when I had established my identity she became more gracious and invited me to sit down. I did so and for half an hour we talked over the things then foremost in our minds-the old days. at Tech. In the midst of an animated resurrection of a scene at our. last class meeting in the old English room, we were disturbed by the conductor bawling out, "Cookeville, Cookeville." We jumped from our seats at the once familiar name, and immediately began the Iflurry of collecting baggage and crowding toward the front. "Truly, this is a goodly sight." This from a striking gentleman in clerical costume who was vigorously shaiking hands with both Countiss and Sallie at the same time, and whom, I was given to understand, was the Rev. Clyde I. Ensor, pastor of McKendree Church, who now constituted the receiving committeee. We were hurried into a waiting motor, in our excitement barely escaping being crushed by a Dixie Avenue Street car, and borne out around the beloved campus, then back to the old Arlington Hotel, with its memories of Sunday evening escapes from the dorm. On the veranda of the old building were three others of the old class, who, since I was expecting them, I had no difficulty in recognizing. The beautiful figure in mourning was certainly Lillian-did you say 'Smartt ? Well, so we knew her, but she had seen fit to change it, having married a wealthy merchant of a nearby city, and then fate had deprived her of her chosen soulmate, leaving her, however, with a beautiful town and country place and large holdings in mining stock. And the well-poised, capable-appearing woman beside her was our old class historian, Cleo McGlasson, now Superintendent of Public Instruction in Alabama. �They greeted Sallie in the way long common among the gentler sex, and Countiss and I with hearty handshakes and smiles, then our attention was called to the third occupant of the veranda by his own august self. Judge Burton gave us a professional handshake, coupled with a ponderous greeting which I scarcely understood, but knew from the hearty manner meant that he was glad to see us. We found that he had practiced at the bar for several years, and had built up such a reputation that his district had now honored him with the position of Chancellor. But now a limousine draws up to the curb and from it steps the only one of the class whose future was decreed before we parted on that memorable first of June. She has about her that something, that indefinable dignity mixed with grace, which commands attention. "I just couldn't wait until tonight to see you!" she cried. "Ray said you were all here and I had to come right over." Mrs. Womack, of all the class, remained in Cookeville, but the Cookeville we knew is not the Cookeville of the present time, having increas~d in population many times over, and as it has increased the business of Womack & Co. has grown with it. She spends a large part of her time attending club meetings and theater parties. Here we were interrupted by a bellhop paging Mr. Ensor. He bore a telegram from Elmer A. Langford, announcing that he had missed his train and would not arrive until nine o'clock. "And what about Elmer?" I inquired. "Oh, he is a lecturer with the Radcliffe Chautauqua and is their greatest drawing card," Cleo replied at once. "Mr. Langford is a wonderful speaker and holds his audiences spellbound with his surpassing eloquence and earnestness." More may have been said of him, but there was such a general effort on the part of everyone to recall old incidents and inquire as to the success of each other that I was unable to hear it. For more than two hours the animated conversation ran on. I learned of how our Alma Mater had grown until �it was now next to the largest school in the state, and of the unlimited uplifting power it was exerting in the educational world. I listened and talked with the rest until at last my mind seemed to grow clouded and I lost interest in the pleasant memories, my brain becoming Plore and more darkened until I drifted into a state of unconsciousness, scarcely hearing the announcement that it was time to move toward the banquet hall. I do not know how long I was again in this semi-trance, but when I returned to my normal senses I was, as you surmise, in the cave-laboratory of the hermit-chemist on the lonely cliffs of the river. And he was bending over me eagerly asking if his experiment had proven successful. It undoubtedly had, but for the moment I was too deep in the vision his art had brought to me to give him answer. If you would know what the future holds in store for you, how the fates have outlined the way you must tread, seek the lone hermit in his carvern, ivy hid, above the turbulent mountain stream. For he will never return to the world. �Class Will PON behalf of my client, the Senior Class of 1920 of Tennessee Polytechnic Institute of Cookeville, Tennessee, I have called you together upon this serious and solemn occasion to listen to her last will and testament, to receive from her dying hand a f€w gifts she has to bestow in her last moments. Cutting loose so rapidly from life and finding so many things of such gigantic proportions to be attended to before the end should come upon her; realizing, too, at the same time that she had no longer any time left to spend in cultivating her own virtues, she did collectively and individually deem it best to distribute these virtues with her own hands to those friends whose needs they seemed best fitted. We, the Senior Class of 1920, having reached the end of our career here, and being in possession of full mind, memory, and understanding, do make, publish, and declare this our last will and testament, her€hy revoking and making void all former wills by us at any time heretofore made. We do direct that our funeral services shall be conducted by our friends and well wishers, our President and all his ever-wise competent faculty, who have been our guardians for so long, enj oining that the funeral shall be carried on with the dignity and pomp to which our standing in school entitles us. Of such estate as it has pleased the flates and our strong arms to give us, we do dispose as follows: ARTICLE I We give and bequeath to our beloved faculty, who have been our faithful instructors, a sweet and unbroken succession of restful nights and peaceful dreams. No longer need they lie awake through the long watches of the night to worry over the uncertainty whether this one is doing his night's work, or that one will know his Math in the morning class, or the other will remember every rule in the Spanish grammar. �We know there has been a hard strain on them, for Seniors are said to be at all times difficult to manage, but they have done their duty faithfully, and verily now they shall receive their well-earned reward. ARTICLEII We give to the Juniors, first, our seats in classroom and chapel. (May they endeavor to fill them as advantageously and as faithfully as we have done.) Second, any stubs of pencils and scraps of paper that we may leave behind us in the excitement of gathering up our cherished treasures, may they feel free to make use of them and feel perhaps that they in some mystic way will impart some of out knowledge to them. ARTICLE III We do hereby will and bequeath our hobnobbing places to Hugh Lee Regan and Mary Idah Morrison, Dewey Nix and Mary Isbell, Earnest Shoemake and Elizabeth Dow, Joe Webb and Maud Allison, and Tom Lowe and Gillie Cummins. May they be more successful than we have been. ARTICLEIV To anybody who might find it, we bequeath Bascom's old gum, found on the underside of desks, banisters, auditorium chairs or any other likely of unlikely places. He has sometimes had to rid himself of it in too much haste to pick and choose the most desirable means of disposal. ARTICLEV To Miss Valeria Burton, who is lacking in dignity, we hereby will and bequeath to have, own, and to use with her own pleasure, our dignity. ARTICLE VI To Johanna Noonan we will the right of making announcements in chapel every morning next year, as this privilege seems to have been denied her this year. ARTICLE VII We give to Leonard Dunnivan Ross Burton's bluff, to accompany his hyperbole. �ARTICLE VIII To Dorothy Gregory we give Clyde Ensor's executive ability, but not his beauty, for he will still feel the need of that, he fears, and would not be coaxed into leaving it behind, even with Dorothy, who needs it so badly. ARTICLE IX We will and bequeath to Mary Cummins Rhyon McGee's ability to sing and his opinions of woman suffrage. X Most school boys are lacking in ambition, and for this reason we will and bequeath to C. C. Cloyd, Sallie Myers' ambition to be beautiful. ARTICLE XI We will and bequeath to Hixie Brown Cleo McGlasson's lack of time and boisterous ways. ARTICLE ARTICLE XII To the English department we give Elmer Langford's and Mrs. Womack's knowledge of Tennyson and Browning. We trust the department will be able to survive it. ARTICLE XIII To next year's Librarian we give Maud Chapin's library key and fountain pen which have dangled from a gold chain all this year. We trust that the melody they made will never cease. ARTICLE XIV To some benighted Freshman, anybody who will accept it as it is yet unclaimed, we bequeath Lillian Smartt's troubles as class Secretary and Treasurer. ARTICLE XV To the school as a whole we leave our poor and unfinished subjects and our bad reports. Besides these enforced gifts we leave behind, not of necessity, but of our own free will, our blessings, tender memories of our pIeasant associations here, our forgiveness for anything that we may not have exactly appreciated in the demonstration of the past, and a pledge of friendship henceforth and forev€'r. �All the rest of our property not herein disposed of (after paying our debts and funeral expenses) we give and bequeath to our Dean for his use and benefit absolutely, and for his disposal for the good of the coming classes as he may see fit. We do hereby constitute and appoint the said Dean sole executor of this our own last will and testament. In witness whereof we, the Seniors of 1920, the testators, have to this, our will, written on one sheet of parchment, set our hands and seal this the 29th day of May, 1920. WHY STUDENTS OF TECH WERE EXEMPT THE ARMY FROM Rhion McGee~Incapable of a serious thought. Francis M'addux-Wateful of ammunition (powder, etc.) Bernice Wright-Would smoke us out of camp. Rosalind Algood-Rapid fire tongue. Ovanlie Myers-Too dramatic fur common soldier. Bruce Overton-No shoes in the army large enough for him. Janie Low~Subject to fits of laughter at inopportune time. Bascome Countess-Not responsible for what he says. Johanna Nonnan- Too proud to fight. Jodie Conger-Nature too peaceful (?). Callie Marcome-Too humane for modern warfare. Medora Maddux-Eyes that misbehave. Bonnie Hudson-Voice detrimental to secret movements. Pete Comstock-Male dependent. Cleburn Hatfield-Gives out unreliable information. Elsie Little-Better fitted as a ball player. Sal Myers-Inclined to be against "hoo-verising." Elizabeth Dow-Man hater (?). Sallie Cooper-Feared she would be "crushed." Valeria-Talks too fast. Charles Ford-Not subject to draught (draft). F.M.A. ���The Senior-High Family Reunite PRIL 15.-The Senior-High Family had a reunion ~. yesterday at noon in the Agriculture room. Six of the old members failed to answer to the roll call, but there were five new names to be added to the list. The old name, Senior-High Family, was renounced and Class '21 declared it should go down in history as the Immortal Junior Class. Then they proceeded to elect officers. Mr. Dunavin, acting as temporary chairman, was forced to rap for order several timES. The house was in an uproar; everyone was scheming for an office. Miss Lowe declared that the one who could pop one's chewing gum the loudest should be proclaimed President, and the others turned green with envy at the echoing pop of her gum. Miss Burton, having no gum, vowed the election was unfair, and the two office-seekers glared at each other over their desks. The other members had no gum, either, so they sided with Miss Burton and made her President. Mr. Cloyd was unanimously elected VicePresident; for when he laid aside his coat, slowly pushed up his sleeves and said, "Well, boys, I want the vicepresidency," the others looked at his earnest face, thought of his matchless career as an athlete, and sadly shaking their heads, said: "Old fellow, you can have it." Nominations were in order for Secretary. Miss Jared was explaining political log-rolling, and promised if they would support her for office she would support them. Much enthusiasm was aroused and many were talking. Miss Noonan quietly arose during the hubbub and nominated herself for Secretary. Noone was listening. "Those who wish Miss Noonan to be Secretary answer I," she said, and promptly called "I." Then like old Abe Lincoln, she cried: "'The 1's have it,' Madame President; I am unanimously elected." The house learning of what had just taken place, cried: "Treason! Treason!" There was danger of a riot, but it was quelled and a mad scramble for Treasurer ensued. [l �Miss Gregory was one of the several candidates. They were asked to withdraw from the room so that the voting might be done by voice, but Miss Gregory, desirous of seeing that she got fair play, refus·ed to retire. The other candidates called for the Sergeant-at-Arms to put her out, but she clung frantically to the desk. Mr. Dunavin was elected. Miss Brown was made Class Reporter. Mr. Kittrell was appointed chairman of the Class Flower and Color Committee. Miss Lowe was appointed chairman of the committee to see that Class '21 received an invite to everything going, and a pass to the Senior's play. A resolution was passed to the effect that Class '21 would not entertain Class '20, but that Class '20 should entertain Class '2l. A resolution was introduced providing that Miss Isbell be made the professional hobnobbe·r, but it was promptly vetoed on the ground that hobnobbing is the inalienable right of every member o£lClass '2l. Other resolutions and appointments are pending. ��ELIZABETH Dow Cookeville, Tenn. "Those eyes a?'e made OVANLIE Baxter, "Shows so killing." MYERS Tenn. most tTue metal when checle his couTse." ROBERT E. MCCORMACK Clifty, "To be, contents EDNA yon Tenn. his nat,wal desi,'e." HILL Cookeville, Tenn. "He,' open eyes desi,'e ROBERT the tTuth GIBSON Cookeville, Tenn. "He 1S gentle love, and chaTnls all womankind." �ROSALIND ALGOOD Cookeville, Tenn. "Her mind adorned manifold." CLEBOURNE with virtue'" HATFIELD Cookeville, Tenn. "A being darkly great." ETTA wise and rudely GENTRY Cookeville, Tenn. "How silently and with how wal, a face thou climb'stf" JUANITA COMSTOCK Crossville, Tenn. "Quick as her eyes, and as unfixed as those." DONALD RAGLAND Cookeville, Tenn. "With too much knowledge skeptic side." faT the �BARTLETTE MCCORMACK Allgood, Tenn. "Thej'e stands a structure of majestic frame, From whom we oft do counsel take." BERNICE WRIGHT Lancaster, "A gentle knight feature." TENNIE Tenn. of lovely face and ALMA STANTON Cookeville, Tenn. "Music exalts aiTs." her MARY in enlivening WALKER Cookeville, Tenn. "Look on he?" face and you'll forget 'em all." SUDIE MARY FINLEY Cookeville, Tenn. "A pe?'fect woman, nobly planned, To wM'n, to comfat·t, and com1nand." HUBERT WYATT Carthage, Tenn. "H e is happy that he knows no 111,ore." HA YMOND HAMILTON N ashville, Tenn. "Reason is here no guide, a guard." but still �CHARLES FORD Cookeville, Tenn. "A prudent man force." EARL who conceals his HACKETT Carthage, Tenn. "His manne1'S are gentle, ing and bland." IMA comply- SCOTT Cookeville, Tenn. "Charm strikes the sight, but me1'it wins the soul." IRA BAKER Sparta, Tenn. "No one can tell whethe1' he thinks too little or too much." DELIA GENTRY Cookeville, Tenn. "With graceful ease, and sweetncs~ void of pride." JOE JARED Gentry, "Proud of an along." MARY Tenn. easy LEE conquest all WHITSON Cookeville, Tenn. "She makes bright our days and light our dreams And SC01"11S the falsehood of extremes." ��The Cultural Value of a Technical Education T was at one time the general and undisputed belief that a man or a woman to be truly cultured must have a typical classical education. It was thought necessary to delve into the depths. of Greek and Latin, to to rise to the heights of oratory with Demosthenese and Cicero. Attending school to obtain training along technical or vocational lines was unheard of. Now, however, all this has changed, and everywhere schools are giving more and more attention to practical training. And yet, in some minds, the impression still r,emains that it is only possible to become cultured through obtaining a classical education. It is for this reason that I have chosen as a subject "The Cultural Value of a Technical Education," and it shall be my purpose to show that technical training, such as is offered at Tennessee Polytechnic Institute, has a high value in developing the cultural side of our natures, quite aside from its practical value in every-day life. And why should this not be true? First, let us seek a specific definition of culture. We can hardly do better than take the words of Matthew Arnold, when he says that "Culture is a harmonious expansion of all the powers which make the beauty and worth of human nature, and is not consistent with the over-development of anyone power at the expense of1the rest." According to this definition it is evident that the man or woman who has had a technical education, one that develops the vocational as well as the classical side of life, is certain to be more cultured than the one who has spent all of his or her time in the acquirement of a purely classical education. The man who has had a broad technical education will always have something in common with his fellowman. He will understand his work, and will thus be brought into closer touch with men in all walks of life, and will be better able to master the problems that arise concerning them. On the other hand, �the man whose education has been confined within the narrow bounds of the ancient classics will lack this understanding of his fellowmen which can come only from an understanding of their work and problems, and he will be handicapped in mastering the problems relating to them. To make my meaning clear, let us take two examples of the lives of the greatest men of ancient and modern times. There is no better example in history of a cultured man than the great leader and law-giver of the Hebrews, the prophet Moses. When we read the first five books of! the Old Testament, which are generally agreed to have been written by Moses, we can have no doubt that here was a man that was truly cultured, and what kind of an education did he have? It is true that he was reared in the court of Paraoh, and was taught "all the learning of the Egyptians." Since the Egyptians were at that time a highly civilized people, we may lik,en this to a classical education. But was it the education in the palace of Paraoh that made Moses capable of leading the Israelites out of Egyptian bondage? No; it was the extr,emely practical training of forty years in the wilderness tending sheep that made Moses the great leader, the great writer, and the great man that he was. To come down to more modern times, let us take as an example the life of the "Father of our Country." We learn that at the age of sixteen he left school to become a public surveyor. At this time he had only an elementary education. All his later training was purely technical, along the lines of surveying and military tactics; yet this education developed a man of sufficient ability to guide a young republic through the first trying years of its life, and of sufficient culture to write the famous "Farewell Address." The lives of these two men, one of which figured in Scriptural history, the other in the history of our own country, are sufficient examples. Without going into details it is sufficient to say that history abounds in accounts of the lives of great men who never had the opportunity for any but technical training. �Do not understand me to condemn all the subj ects commonly included in a classical education. Indeed, two of the most important classics, namely, mathematics and English, have a high practical value, and must be included in technical training. These subjects are stressed at this school, where technical training is the avowed aim and purpose. A full course in both subjects is offered, and, for the most part, required. The best of English classics, such as the Bible, Pilgrim's Progress, and the works of Shakespeare, Milton, and Browning are all included in the distinctly practical courses given here. In conclusion, let us inquire into the real aim and purpose of an education. The ancient Hebrews believed that morality and religion was the aim and end of an education. The Athenians thought that ideal culture, such as found its expression in works of art and sculpture, was the real purpose of an education. The Spartans thought that physical power, and the Romans that law, oratory, and military prowess were the things to be attained by an education. No doubt all will agree that these ancient peoples were wrong in these ideas, and that the real aim of modern education is, "To train men to the fullest expl'ession of their powers." Then, if we accept this, we cannot dispute the fact that the best training, and the training therefore most conducive to culture, is a technical one. �Senior Highs Here's the Senior-Highs of T. P. 1. They've had a taste of fame. They get their privileges on the sly, But get them just the same. They often hobnob in the hall, Or take the movies in. They do fifty things in all That teachers think are sin. Look at them-they're young today, Soon they'll be victims of age. The boy and girl you see today Tomorrow will be the sage. So don't be quick to criticize If they must have their fun. The memory of these days they'll prize Long after they are gone. Pleasure isn't their chief aim, But they mean to do their part By entering in life's stormy game With their body, soul, and heart. In the class are future teachers, And some suffragettes there, too. A few doctors and some preachers, And some coquettes-at least two. There's the farmer-don't forget, Some housewives but very few. Some big scientists, yes, you bet, And some lawyers, too. �They love the teachers who have led Them thus far up the track. They'll honor them when they are dead, And wish to have them back. So after all, the Senior-High Is not so very bad. When comes the time to say "Good-bye," He'll look quite pale and sad. Oh! they prize their education, And they love their Alma Mater. They'll be loyal to the nation As along life's road they totter. But there's something will last longest, There's something will not die. 'Tis the hand that holds them strongest, It's their love for T. P. 1. O. V. M. (Class Poet.) �Prophecy of Senior Highs, Class of '20 EAR the close of my school days at T. P. 1., as I was walking across the campus late one afternoon, I met a little old lady, carrying a broom. She asked me if I would like to catch a glimpse of what was in store for the High School Seniors of T. P. 1. Of course, I was thrilled at the idea of something so mysterious and immediately answered "Yes." She told me to take hold of her broom and we would take a trip to the moon. We arrived there about 3 :30 and I told the little old lady I must hurry, as I had only two hours until supper. As we walked down the shady streets we met many queer people. They were also so tiny it seemed as if they could not exist, but they did. We continued our walk until we came to a beautiful marble mansion at the end of one of the streets. Here we stopped, and after my companion had given the password we were allowed to enter. We wound in and out of many halls until we paused in f'lront of a door over which was written, "Room of the Future." We entered. This room contained nothing but a mirror and a curtain opposite the mirror, which seemed to hold in its hands some mysterious secret. The little old woman told me to stand on one side of the mirror, facing it, with my back to the curtain, and she also cautioned me not to look around, for if I did the spell would be broken. I did as she said, and before I had been there half a second who should I see but our dear old class President, Rosalind, riding by in a "Buick," and who was it with her? Why, it was our old friend, Robert Gibson. Who'd a thought it? The scene changed and I saw a richly dressed young woman coming out of a wonderful "country home." As she approached I recognized her; it was Elizabeth, settled down in "Ernest." As I looked closely to get a glimpse of myoId schoolmate she disappeared, and in her stead the campus of T. P. 1. came into view. Here I ~avr "Red" Hat- �field still preforming chemical experiments in a "diplomatic manner." Mr. Chappin was presiding haughtily in the history room, and Donald was ragging the poor student through the land of Math. But I would not tarry at our beloved T. P. I. The picture mov,ed on and I saw in the distance rolling plains and high mountain ranges. It was the West. Here snuggled in the heart of the hills in a little cabin, standing in the door, was a lady, who had begun to show her age. It was Thelma. She had never gotten over feeling "savage." At this point the scene shifted again, this time to a great Eastern city, and as I strained my eyes to catch a glimpse of some flamiliar face, I almost ran over two little dudes. They were still strutting around with their eyes set on the skies. Yes, it was Bernice and Raymond; they had never changed. I thought perhaps they would recognize me, but no. The scene changed quickly and I found myself looking down upon a picturesque little village where all the people seemed to be moving toward the church. I could not resist the temptation to look in at the door. There was Sudie Mary sitting at the piano. Who would have gussed she could have loved a preached! Before I could bat my eyes I was gazing into what seemed to be model bachelor apartments. There were Hube and Joe, still woman-haters, settled down for a smoke before retiring. I was next thrown into the Wall Street mob. "Can it be possible," I thought, "that some of our boys are here, controlling the market?" It was, for here were Baker, Carter, Hackett, and Warren with a Ford always ready to take them everywhere. They were very busy, so I did not interfere with them. This picture slided off and another came on. It was a beautiful water scene, and the sun was sinking slowly. As I scanned the picture I saw two maidens with golden hair sitting beside the sea. Mary and Pete were "waiting for ships that never came in." I had to hurry as it was growing late. But, hark! I ( Continued on page 103) �Last Will andT estament of Senior Highs E, the Class of 1920 of Tennessee Polytechnic Institute, city of Cookeville, County of Putnam, State of Distress, being aware of the uncertainty of the times and being in failing health, but in possession of solid (ivory) gray matter and a generous nature, do hereby make, reveal, and proclaim this to be our last will and testament, hereby revoking any will of! previous date which may have been made at some moment of youthful indiscretion. First : We do hereby bequeath to the members of the faculty, both individually and collectively, onr kindly esteem and undying gratitude for their untiring efforts in trying to instill into our minds at least a passing degree of knowledge. We further bequeath them the privilege of having at least two days' rest free from the worries of how next to attack hobnobbers and other (to them) annoying activities. Second: We do hereby bequeath to the Juniors all of our privileges and honors (including chapel seats), with especial regard to the privileges (long since annulled) of hobnobbing and promenading through the halls to their hearts' content. They may do whatsoever they think proper and expedient, at any time, for the enjoyment of themselves and the promulgating of their chief aim (that of having a good time) provided they "get by" the faculty with it. Any boy of the class may escort his best girl to the movies once a month provided they do not get any farther from their chaperone than two feet, and talk clearly and distinctly all the time. Third: We do hereby bequeath to the Sophomores the privilege of "getting into" the library in the hope that this will be an important factor in helping them to obtain enough knowledge to at least convey to everyone they meet that they are no longer Freshmen. We also bequeath them the sacred and very unusual privilege of visiting the chemical laboratory during class in the hope that they may discover some remedy for the reduction of enlarged domes (in other �words, "big heads") , due to the fact that they are no longer Fr,eshmen. Fourth: We do hereby bequeath to the Freshmen the long list of privileges that may have been passed up as undesirable by all the upperclassmen. They are not to be seen or heard on any occasion whatsoever unless their presence be demanded by some of their superiors. Ifl they do not comply with the foregoing to the letter, they shall be punished in accordance with any plan decided upon by their superior officers. Fifth: We do hereby bequeath to the students individually and collectively the Tennessee Polytechnic faculty. The said faculty is to be divided among the classes by the Dean as he may see fit. Any teacher then found guilty of telling the same joke twice a day for three successive days may be made to do any kind of penance decided upon at a mass-meeting of the victims if there be any at that time who have withstood the strain of their continued laughter. And now after we have disposed of all our assets and liabilities we take our sad departure, 'midst the weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth, realizing that we have done our best towards having a good time regardless of the advice of teachers or the fate of our lessons. Witness this our hand and seal on this the 1st day of June, 1920. �History of the Junior High School Class N the year 1916, about sixty thrifty boys and girls started clearing their way through the forest, as . did the pioneers of Tennessee in 1769. We, like Thomas Spencer and William Dean, had to pave the way, clear the forest, and hew the foundation for our education from the trees. The next year we were reinforced by a number more than equal to the loss of the preceding year. We were confronted with an entirely new situation, but we were now on the second round of the ladder, and were beginning to realize we were climbing upward. With zealous work we were able to hold our ground. The third year dawned with a new light. We were nearer the top than the bottom. More responsibility was thrust upon us. Besides, we had to take notice of the "Senior peace," so as to fall in line the next year without difficulty. The problems were great in number and hard to solve, but by this time we had developed the determination that we downed whatever we tackled. With our motto, "Strive to Excel," we hope the last round on the ladder will not be a bluff from which to jump, but a gate leading into the good pastures of college, where we may feast on knowledge and finally reach our goal, Excellence. I] ROSE NELLE JOHNSON. ���Sophonlore Class History N the fall of the year 1918 we started in our Freshm'ln car over the High School road. How fine we felt! We had been graduated from the grammar school, and we thought we had enough knowledge to carry us smoothly over the road. All safely in the car, we started out, but soon found that the road was not as smooth as we thought it would be, for we bumped up against a great stone~Higher Arithmetic. By this bump many were "flunked out," while others were left barely hanging on. After adjusting ourselves from this jolt, we again proceeded on our journey. We soon found, however, that the oil of knowledge we had brought with us from grammar school would not be sufficient to carry us on, but that we would have to get more along the road. After "getting by" Higher Arithmetic we were confronb~d by Algebra. This was easier to "pass," but the hill of English had to J::eclimbed. We now be'gan to grow tired and weary, and when we reached the top of the English hill we stopped in order to rest. We then realized that one-fourth of the distance of our journey had been covered. "All in!" and we had changed cars and started over the second part of our journey in the Sophlimore car. The road grew worse and worse. The narrow curve of Quadratics was terrible, but thanks to our guifle, Mr. Owens, we went by safely. On we went, passing over the rocks of History and Biology, until we came to a VEry wide river. This was the gap between Sophomores and Juniors. We could look ahead and see the Juniors bumping against Physics and Geometry. After puzzling and puzzling how we should cross the river we were remindf\d that Cresar's bridge was yet to be built before we could get into the Junior Class. After much hard labor we have completed this bridge and are now ready to cross over from the Sophomore year. ����V ocational Rehabilitation Department I1 N the first of October, 1919, under contract with the United States Government, the Tennessee Poly tech- nic Institute undertook the training of ex-soldiers in vocational work. The men sent to this institution ar,e men not prepared to enter high school or college, but are in all the grades from the first to the eighth. For this reason they could not be classed with other students of the school, and a separate department, known as the Vocational Rehabilitation Department, was organized, and this work has been done separate from the main institution. Extra teachers were employed to take charge of this work in addition to some of the regular faculty. This was an untried fi,eldof education when taken up by the Federal Board and many things had to be worked out by experience. The men were just returned from life in the camp and on the line of duty. They were all disabled in some way, and thus not able to enter again actively in the vocations which they left to enter the army. It is the purpose of the Government to give them a vocational training that will enable them to earn as much as they were earning before the war without an education. In this institution all the men are given instruction in the elementary subjects part of the time. As soon as they have been approved for some vocation, they are then given instruction in whatever work they have chosen. Bookkeeping, agriculture, auto mechanics, cabinet making, broom making, and mechanical drawing are being taught. The institution takes pride in the fact that the type of men in this department is higher than was expected when we were asked to undertake this work. Weare also glad to state that we have been told this school succeeded as well as any school undertaking the work in the southern division. Most of the men are satisfied. They have advanced rapidly in their work. Most of them have ambition to become seIfsupporting and not a public charge. Lessons in citizenship are given in addition to other literary work. - �Picture Mr. Owen without a wink, Picture Mr. Early without a kink. Picture Hackett four inches taller, Picture Elsie having a caller. Picture Southard with hair dyed black, Picture Miss Hanger not on our track. Picture Mr. Sisk with a big grouch, Picture McGee being a slouch. Picture Gillie and Lowe without a grin, Picture Callie when she was thin. Picture Bernice not looking prim and so, Picture Frances without a beau. Picture "Pete" not being a "crush," Picture Hatfield without a blush. Picture Katherine not "citified," Picture Valeria not dignified. Picture Virginia like a saint, Picture Sal where Frances "ain't." Picture Picture Picture Picture Picture Picture Picture Picture Sallie Cooper for pranks to blame, Winnie not doing the same. Nichols short and fat, Oma Mae not looking for Flatt. Jodie studying all night, Mary and Rosalind in a fight. McGuffy six feet tall, Thelma all night at a ball. Picture Mr. Kirkman dancing a jig, Picture little Coop awfully big. Picture Johanna's work not in on time, Picture Mary Isabell good and sublime. Picture Countiss forgetting the lasses, Picture Clyde cutting classes. Don't worry, you need not faint, For these are pictures no artist can paint. MONA ANDERSON. ���INTER-SOCIETY DEBATE The annual debate of the Sherwood and Upper Cumberland Societies was held in April, and the auditorium was filled to overflowing. The question, R,esolved, That the United States Senate should reject the proposed league of nations, was affirmed by the Upper Cumberland representatives, Messrs. Thomas Lowe and Reggie M. Warren. And despite the fact that the United States Senate had vejected the league, the Sherwood representatives, Messrs, W. Ross Burton and Elmer A. Langford, forcefully and convincingly showed the lack of wisdom in the act. Heated discussions lasted for two hours, and the crowded house was wild with enthusiasm. Such oratory poured forth as had not been heard in Cookeville in many a day. It vibrated through the halls and set ev,ery ear atingle. The two societies gave resounding cheers for their speakers and railed good naturedly at each other. At the close of the debate Mr. Langford was presented the Wyly medal for the most effective debating, while the decision of the debate was given to the Upper Cumberlands. �FEW ev€·nings ago as I sat in my arm chair smoking, blowing rings into the air, and watching them dissolve into fancied images of the future I fell asleep and dreamed. In my dreams I walked into the Senate gallery of our national capitol in 1940, and ther.e found one of myoId T. P. I. friends on the floor bombastically displaying his oratory to the sleepy Senators on "the times and customs" just like Demosthenes harangued the billows of the old ocean. As I took my seat he was saying: "I have battled in the waters of!the Pacific, sported with the less than half clad maids in the surf oftthe Atlantic, hunted on the shores of the Great Lakes of the north, and have been shipwrecked in the Gulf of Mexico on the south. I have gone down into the bowels of the earth more than a thousand feet and soared in an airplane a greater distance above. I have plucked geese in Michigan, hulled chestnuts in Virginia, grabbed goobers in Georgia, busted bronchos in Texas, and panned gold in California. I have played seven-up at a nickel a game from Sunday morning till late [I . �at night. I have risked my all on the single turn of a card; staked my pocket knife on a country scrub race and stood to win five thousand on the finish at Indianapolis. I have been trusted with large amounts of money. I have played poker with the judge, the attorney-general, and the grand jurymen overnight and on the following morning sat in the jury box of their courts to administer justice. I have patronized the gambler hells from the Mississippi River to the western coast; have lectured on the life of Christ to paid audiences in some of the largest halls filled to overtilowing in Tennessee and the South. I have felt to the depth of five inches the sting of the assassin's knife; my body has been pierced by a 45-Colts army; have twice been tried for my liberty and once for my life. I have danced in a suit of jeans on a puncheon floor by the light of a pine knot with the country lassie in a homespun dress. I have tripped the light fantastic in full dress on waxen floors 'neath electric-lighted chandeliers, with the society belle in much abbreviated top and bottom ball costume. I have held the finger tips of blushing maidens in the lances and have clasped close to my bosom the less shy girl in the dizzy waltz. I have sat in the brothels and heard the curses of the drunken blackguard and later knelt in the amen corner and listened to the praises to the Almighty. I have slept alone with the stars shining in my face, upon the great plains in the West and upon the lofty peaks of the Sierra Madre and Rocky Mountains. I have had steerage fore on small crafts; have occupied drawing rooms on stately ships; have gazed for hours upon the smooth waters of old ocean and have, with life preserver strapped to my body, clung for forty-eight hours to the hurricane-tossed vessel and served with gallantry in the United States Navy during the Great War, going sev,eral days and nights without sleep, caring for the sick and wounded. I have worn the tight-laced breeches of the gob and have dined at ease with commanders of great fleets; have been bawled out by petty officers and had admirals seek my advice. I have breakfasted with the pauper and dined as my guest the man of millions. I have conversed �with the bank and train robber and have counseled with the minister. I have witnessed the burning at the stake of a human being and have tied the hangman's knot while the crowd cheered madly. I have stood in defiance and pleaded for a falsely accused friend while the angry mob yelled in derision. My check has often been honored for many thousands; it has been turned down for a five spot. I have courted and bee'll courted by the Indian maid, the Spanish damaselle, the Northern belle and the Southern beauty. I have experienced the joy of heaven and the anguish of hell; I have succeeded beyond my wildest dreams and have drunk of the cup of bitter defeat. I have done the right thing at times and saved thousands of lives; I have done the wrong thing and lost as many. I did the thing that made me rich; I have made a mistake and lost the presidency of the United States. Yes, I have seen both sides of life in all of its phases-done much good and made many mistakes, but the greatest mistake I ever made was allowing myself during an annual debate at T. P. 1., to forget my speech and positively cause me to lose the medal." X. Y.Z. �The Tech Glee Club was organized during the first term with sixty-four (64) members, sixteen (16) from each society. Since then it has been combined into one organization, known as the "Glee Club of the Tennessee Polytechnic Institute." This work is merely in the beginning, but if each year proves as big a succ,ess as this one, this club is assured of a lasting prominence at Tech. All we have accomplished is due to the never-tiring efforts and patience of Prof. Richmond. Of course he could not have made as big a suceess if the members had not given him the support he has received, but the largest amount of credit is due him. During the year the club has often furnished an Evening of entertainment or aided in doing so. In chapel a decided improvement is noticed. An interest never before evineed is manifested in the singing during the morning exercises. Prof. Richmond directs from the stage and Miss Finley accompanies at the piano. ����TECH'S COUNTRY LIFE CLUB The students of Agriculture and Home Economics at Tennessee Polytechnic Institute, in order to create and promote a good, wholesome school spirit of fellowship among the students of said departments, to promote an interest in and to help better the conditions of rural life in this community, and to endeavor to learn more of the common things God created, hav,e organized and established a club known as "Tech's Country Life Club." This club was organized on March 29, with Mr. Simmons acting as chairman, and the following ofi'icers were elected: Bascome Countiss, President; Mary Cummins, Vice-President; Lillian Smartt, Secretary and Treasurer; Avanlie Myers, Critic; Joe McCormick, Sergeant-at-Arms; Rose Nelle Johnson, reporter for "Tech Dynamo." Very interesting and inspiring programs have been givell on Thursday of each week in chapel. The programs have been carried out very successfully; each member has done his bit toward making them educational and uplifting. The motto of the club is "Not for school, but for life we learn." The boys and girls who go out from this club will carry with them higher ideals, better and purer ways of meeting the problems of every-day life. They will better conditions of rural life in every way possible and make it more attractive and interesting. The club is but a wee oak today, but tomorrow we are going to make it a giant oak, whose influence will be- felt throughout this land and country. �����l l • • �The Sherwoods closed a most successful year with the school session of '19-'20. We have accomplished a great num~r of things of which we are justly proud. And the peculiar thrill of spilling oratory in dramatic and desperate struggle against the brains and oratory of the opposing member has been felt by all of us, and we have been greatly improved in the fascinating and useful art of public speaking. We started in the fall of '19 at the opening of the school for the fall term in a grand rush for new members, and with the habitual dynamic Sherwood spirit, we fully got our share. We had many interesting programs and joint programs during the fall term, for we were charged with energy for our coming spring and winter struggles with the opposing society. Just after the Christmas holidays, after another rush for new students who came in after the holidays, of whom we again fully got our share, the annual debaters were elected. Elmer A. Langford and Ross Burton were the unlucky-or rather the lucky ones-selected, with Cleburne Hartfield and J. Bascome Countiss chosen as substitutes. The debaters at once got to work. The subject was, Resolved, That the Senate acted unwisely in rejecting the proposed league of nations. The Upper Cumberlands selected the subject, it being their turn to do so. Our men immediately selected the affirmative side as their position upon the debate. Between meetings and joint meetings and other activities the time swiftly sped, and the night of the annual debate arrived. Then we met in rivalry, promulgated noise in great volumes and stirred up things in general. After a few songs by the Glee Club the debate was opened with the introductions of Mr. Smith, the presiding officer for the evening. The judges, after hearing the argument of both sides, gave the decision to the negative, and the medal for the most effective debater to Mr. Elmer A. Langford of the affirmative. �Immediately following this event most of the members who had declaiming taIent were tried out and the four selected to go before the faculty were Dewey Niicks, Leslie Myers, M'ontgomery Carter and Clyde Ensor. The faculty selected Carter and Nicks as our representatives, and the day of declam~on was awaited. However, the Sherwood was doomed to hard luck, for upon the arrival of the day, Nicks failed to arrive on account of sickness, and Carter alone had to represent the Sherwood. AccordIngly, Mr. McDearman of the U. C. won the declaimer's medal. But on the following morning our hearts were revived again by our President, Mr. Dunanin, winning the Math medal. This medal of Mr. Dunanin's, in connection with the medal of Mr. Langford, won again the Wilson banner for us, again carried us to victory, and again renewed our precedents. Then we disassembled with joy in our hearts, with loud acclaims of triumph, to be resuscitated during the coming summer months, to meet again next fall with minds and souls renewed, to win new laurels, and with stilI greater bounds to leap on higher in our developments of souls and minds, that we may be stilI mor,e persuasive leaders among men. In reviewing the achievements of the past year the Belles Lettres Literary Society, the first girls' society to be chartered at Tennessee Polytechnic Institute, can justly be proud of its development. This development of the society bespeaks very strongly the stability and dependability of the many members. All the officers for the three school terms have been members who were ever on the alert for business and were en- �dowed with the ability to secure what they went after. following'i,s a list of the officers for the spring term: LILLIAN SMARTT .. V ALERIA BURTON PAULA SIDWELL ROSE NELL JOHNSON.... MARY CUMMINS ELSIE LITTLE .. The ..Pre:sident Vice-President Secretary Treasurer Critic .. Sergeant-at-A nns Splendid evidence of improvement along literary lines has been shown by the programs given each week by the society members. Very effective programs on debating, story telling, art of entertaining, music, both classical and popular, lives of great writers, Oriental customs, St. Valentine's Day, St. Patrick's Day, spontaneous talks, and reading, have been carried out. There seems to be a glorious future for this society, During this last term of the year the Palladian Literary Society has been especially active, although there has been much to divert the attention of its members. The following officers were elected at the beginning of the term and have proved to be most excellent workers in the interests of the society: HIXIE BROWN MAUDE ALLISON. TENNIE STANTON LOUANNA POTEET DELLA LEMMONS . .P1·esident Vice-President Secreta1·y and Treasurer Critic Sergeant-at-A 1'117,S Then the President appointed Rosalind Algood, Clemma Masters and Floy Isbell to serve as the program committee. One of the most interesting programs we have had this term was that on James Whitcomb Riley. Selections from his poems were read, and his life and how he first became famous was discussed. There has been much interest manifested among the �Palladians toward getting contributions to the Annual, and various members have responded by giving psays, poems and themes for this Annual~ As it is the first AlJ.nual to be published by this school we feel that we must do our part toward making it a success. One of tht most successful picnics ever given by the Palladians and Upper Cumberlands was given several weeks ago when the two societies went to Caney Fork. A private car was engaged and this car was decorated with pennants. The Palladians furnished the lunch and it was altogether delightful. A motorboat was hired for the day and grand excursions were made up and down the river all day. Nearly all the members of both societies went and so there was quite a large crowd. Everything possible was done to make the day an enjoyable and memorable one and everyone had such a good time that the day will never be forgotten. The work of the Palladian Society for this year has been of lasting benefit. We feel that ev,ery member has received in the society an education, a power of appreciation that could never have been reoeiv~d from text-books, and that although they may not realize it now, every member in the years to come will look back over this year in the Palladian Literary Society and realize the value of the work, the associations, the pleasures and the difficulties involved in the history of this year. The Upper Cumberlands have been very successful this year. Never before in their history has the outlook been more optimistic or inspiring. Many factors have been at work to contribute to this pleasing future. A complete enumeration of these factors would be too lengthy for this article; however we must not pass over the pre-eminent ones. The award of the decision in the annual debate to the Upper Cumberlands serves as a climax. It shows that a society may be in the minority as regards members and still be a leader in society work. �,/ Although losing the medal for the most effective debater, we feel that we have a sure victor for the declamatory contest in t1J.eperson of Bancroft McDearman. Mr. McDearman is a talented and forceful declaimer and one in whom declaiming i; a natural art. The programs which have been rendered in the society have not only been helpful to those engaging but helpful and beneficial to the other members also. Debates have been the principal parts of the program.c;; and declamations were given a second place. Turning for a moment to the social side of the society work for the y,ear, we can say that results have been most gratifying. The Hallowe'en party which the Upper Cumberlands and Palladians gave was an immeasurable success. The picnic this spring was also a rare treat. To all new students next fall the Upper Cumberland:.:; extend a hand of welcome. �Miss Hanger: "McGee, you should eat onions; they build you up physically." McGee: "Yes, but they tear you down socially." Mr. Owen: "What division of the Friars do you most admire?" Mr. West: "Those that followed 'FRANCES.' " Mr. Kirkman: "How can you determine the presence of electricity?" Puckett: "It makes you feel like the southwest corner the boy felt when he sat down on a thousand needles in a haystack." Prof. Smith: "Donald, what do you think about woman suffrage ?" Donald: "I think humanity in general suffered enough duing the war without adding any more suffering in times of peace." Coop: Why does a dentist put his teeth in a show case?" Forrest: "So the people can see the teeth." Coop: "No. It's so the people can pick their teeth." Mona: "What is a kiss?" Elizabeth: "Nothing divided by two." �Miss Hanger: "Well, then, if you were hungry where would you go to get something to eat?" Flatt: "To the Sandwich Islands." Lowe: "Bruce, what is the difference between Christian science and a lean woman?" Bruce: "One is a humbug and the other is a bum hug." Prof. Smith: "Can any pupil tell me wher the Declaration of Independence was signed?" Pete: "Yes, sir, I can." Prof. Smith: "All right, you tell me." Pete: "At the bottom." Ima Scott: "Coop, you're not half the man your mother thought you'd be." Coop-"N-o; but you're twice the girl your mother thought you'd be." Bruce: "What made the tower of Pisa lean?" Mona (sadly): "If I knew, I'd try it." Katherine: "Why does Patton close his eyes when he sings ?" Miss Morrison: "Because the tender-hearted little dear can't bear to see the rest of us suffer." Mr. West: "A kiss is the language of love." Frances: "Well, why don't you say something?" * * * * * * :Sudie (at piano): "They say you like good music." Patton: "Oh! that's all right; just keep on." Mr. Passons (to Miss Allison): "I would take you to the show tonight, but I know you would be uncomfortable." Miss Allison:: "How is that?" Mr. Passons: "You know the government puts tax on the seats." �Miss Robinson wants to know if moonlight makes one sentimental. Mr. Kirkman would advise her to find out by experiment. Mr. Algood: "Don't you think Rosalind's voice should be cultivated?" Mr. Richmond: "No; I think it should be harvested. Hugh Lee: "What would you say if I threw you a kiss?" Miss Morrison: "I'd say you were the laziest boy I ever knew." Sal Myers: "And when you told him I was married did he seem sorry?" Mary Cummins: "Y€s, he replied he was very sorry, although he didn't know the man personally." Mr. Passons: "'Sudie, what part of speech is 'kiss.' " Sudie: "A kiss is a noun, but is usually used as a conjunction; it is more common than proper; it is singular in that it is generally used in the plural; it agrees with me." Harry: "What was John Holladay pinched for? Gilbert: "His father let him use the auto for an hour." Harry : "Well ?" Gilbert: "He tried to ride an hour in fifteen minutes." Medora: "Do teachers get pay?" Eula Lee: "Shux, yeh!" Medora: "I don't see why. We do all the work." Johanna: Redman: "You had no business to kiss me." "It wasn't business; it was· pleasure." Mr. Owen: "McGee, give me some scratch paper." M'cGee: "Would sand paper do?" �thletics ����Of all the teams That come and go, Let me tell you Of one I know. The boys line up From left to right, Then at the signal They smash with might. Tho' the fight be hard And the struggle long, They never find A line too strong. The yards they lose Are short and few, When foes get up They look quite blue. They have the pep And also the vim, They go in the line Without fear of limb. Our team fights long Against muscle strong, But around our goal They seem to throng. The line may waver First to and fro, But with a shoutWatch, over they go! Then when the ball Is in the air �The boys go after it Like a hungry bear. At last the ball Comes to the ground, It looks as though It could be found. First comes a shout, Then goes a bound, Then look, our foe Is on the ground. O! watch that fellow, He's up and about. Then they line up With a terrible shout. As their coach is watching The game very well, Just at this moment He'll say, 0 hell!" Their players are ready, Their line is wide. But look, our runner Goes round the side! Straight as an arrow For goal he goes, And he has conquered His terrible foes. Now they have lost And we have won. Now all can appreciate What running has done. E. D. H. �In view of the fact that this was the first year that Coach Ring (V. T.) was with us, everyone feels elated over the management of the team. If we should be so fortunate as to secure the services of Coach Ring next year, we believe our success would be assured. While several of our best men were in the service during the war, and some failed to return, the same spirit that caused the "Hindenburg Line" to be broken was manifested on the gridiron by our team. Each man fought like a Trojan in all the games, and as a result the scores for the seaSOn are: Tech 6; Sparta 0 Tech 7; S. P. D 13 Tech 12; Vandy Reseves 20 Tech................................... 0; Vandy Reserves 13 Tech 69; Livingston......................... 0 LINEUP Little Overton Southard McCormick (Joe) Le Fevers Baker Anderson Cloyd Jarred Flatt McCormick (B) Center Right Tackle Left Tackle Left Guard Right Guard Left End Right End Quarterback Left Halfback Right Halfback Fullback �The 1919-20 season of basketball was the most successful in the history of the 8chooI. In every respect the team was very strong. The players were fast and skillful at passing. Teamwork dominated. What the opponents had to fight against was a well-trained team of six stars. In every particular'we are entitled to the prep championship of Tennessee. THE TeclL. Tech Tech Tech Tech Tech SCORES FOR THE ISEASON 70; 12; 58; 49; 46; 49; Pleasant HilL 7 Harriman _...... ' 2 Peabody College 14 Vandy Meds 14 U. of T' 22' *Boys' Club 64 ���~ < ~ Eo-< ...:I ...:I < ll=I , ~ Ul < ll=I ~ ~ 6 u �That New Conlmand Come hither, all ye students, Give heed unto my call, For I speak of the nevv command, "Don't hob-nab in the hall." "Do not hob-nab in the hall, Nor let the' honey flow; School is no place for sentimentSchool won't 'go' with a beau. "Sunday's the time to hob-nobThere's a time for all thingsBut taking things out o~ place Will make good grades take wings." This was spoken-more was meantIt's not long 'till examI guess we'd better heed the speech, For we've got to cram. �To My Valentine Tho' all this land were ever fair, And all the skies were blue, It ne'er could be a paradise Unless near me were you. Tho' I were in a ballroom grand, With girls both young and fair, To me 'twould be a desert lone Unless, dear, you were there. Tho' I had the wealth of David, And all that wealth can buy, Unless I might share it with you Wretched I'd live and die. But could I be near you, my dear, Nio sorrow would come nigh'Twould be a heaven for me here, I'm sure I'd never sighAnd tho' my pockets were empty, Never could I be poor; I'd feel as rich as you, gay lark, That sings beyond the moor. V.B. �All Things Pass Away Life is such a funny thing, Nothing's here to stay; All our joys and all our woes Soon shall pass away. Nat a single friend but soon Shall pass beyond our sight. Not a day so bright but what 'Twill be hid by. night. Not a flower blooms today Can bloom again tomorrow·; Every heart sometime sips Of a cup of sorrow. Nothing ever lingers here, Neither fun nor strife. Here today, tomorrow gone, And that's the way of life. V. B. One Night and Its Results "The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight." I see the lights of old Cookeville Gleam thru the rain and the mist, And a feeling of longing comes o'er me That my soul cannot r,esist. �The day's been full of labor, The night's devoid of ease, So, what's the harm in hearing The old Strand's melodies? I long to behold the movies, And, as I have a dime, I pull my cap low o'er my head, And thru the window climb. The night is filled with darkness, Lessons were hard today; So I leave my troubles behind me And silently slip away. I steal across the campus, Then walk the streets serene, And forget my cares at the Strand, The play is such a scream. But when I start to My cap is pulled I cannot clearly see And I tread upon depart so low my way, a toe. There comes a yelp, I pardon beg, Then glance up at the screecher; I feel like going thru the tfloor For there stands a Tech teacher. I apologized again And hoped he'd forgive me. But anyway I've been campused Two whole weeks-almost three. Remember my sad lot, 0 friends, And don't forget my fate; A teacher stands, I warn you, Near the Strand's ticket gate. �Life Life is like an empty dream, Unless in it we have an aim; Determine not to only seem, But show the world you have an aim. Life is like an empty bin Unless in it we have an aim; We give naught and take naught. in; In fact, we don't get in the game. Life is like an old dead tree, Unless in it we have an aim; We bear no fruit, 'tis plain to see We have no strings on fame. Life is like a last year's nest, Unless in it we have an aim; Luxury and wealth we might've possess't, But on them now we have no claim. Life is like the lowering sun, Unless in it we have an aim'Twill soon be gone~our day be done, And none shall speak our name. Life is like the morning sunrise, If, in it, we have an aim; Before our eyes the long path lies To honor, wealth, and fame. O. V.M. �PROPHECY OF SENIOR HIGHS, CLASS OF '20 (Continued from page 51.) heard music in the distance. As it drew nearer I realized it was a violin. 'Could it be Tennie Alma? Another change of scene. The football season at Yale had just opened and here I saw "Big Mack' at his post, ready to break the line. In rapid succession I saw Ovanlie making a speech. Did I read the posters correctly, and could it be that he was running ror Governor? Yes, and Robert E. was his opponent. Sitting in a cozy cottage, round the fireside) with their knitting, I saw six ladies. They had changed since last I saw them. It seetned that their hair had whitened and that they were more settled in their ways. They were Delia, Etta, Mary Lee, Ima, Edna, and Jodie. Being curious to see if they had some cats, I looked around, and, lo! the spell was broken. The little old lady disappeared and I found myself back on the campus of T. P. 1. just in time for supper. ��GO TO Jenkins & Darwin Bros. T. P. I. 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