1929 Cedrus Yearbook

The C edrus WIGAL Margaret Chandler President James Beam .Vice-President Editli Wigal ..Secretary-Treasurer What can a few sentences mean, what can a few phrases say, what can a few words express about the class of twenty-nine? There are so many memories of the past year that crowd to our minds as we write the last will and testament of a group that has fought obstacles in order that its members may pass from Cedarville’s halls with a degree. And now that we are just on the verge of being thrust into life’s arms—are we glad? No, we have regrets and fears. Yet we know that the spirit of our Alma Mater leads us on to do our share of the world’s work. It amuses us to revert our thoughts to a September day in twenty-five when we entered college. Scraps, watermelon feeds, new acquaintances, and new friends are some of the assets of that Freshman year. As Sophomores we found that our prestige had increased slightly and our heads had swelled exceedingly. Then the name of Junior was fastened upon us. Yes, we felt it keenly, too, especially when our uppers called us “Twenty-nine Junior.” Yet we grew and grew. We gave a play that some called “Clarence.” We called it “A Lot of Work, Well Repaid.” This event helped us to entertain Twenty-eight Seniors to a banquet in Dayton. Just a few days ago, it seems, we passed through the September sunshine and heard the Freshies whisper “ Senior.” Today we are being measured for our caps and gowns. Tomorrow we will have a scroll of very white paper tied in college colors. Now, for a time, we must say goodbye to dear friends.' We are outside of the gates of college life, hut our pleasant thoughts and wishes still linger to join a throng of similar phantoms like ourselves that haunt the halls and campus of Cedarville College. M. A. C. CHANDLER Senior Class BEAM Page Twenty-five