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Title: Cohongoroota
Year: 1920 (1920s)
Authors: Senior Class of Shepherd College State Normal School
Subjects: Shepherd College -- History Shepherd University--History Shepherd University—Students--Yearbooks
Publisher: Shepherdstown, WV: Shepherd College State Normal School
Contributing Library: Shepherd University, Scarborough Library
Digitizing Sponsor: LYRASIS Members and Sloan Foundation

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MABEL THOMPSON and GERTRUDE DEN I SON Greetings Beneath the azure hue of the West Virginia skies. Where the knowledge that we seek, in its bosom deeply lies, There stored away in veins of solid gold. Are the works of generations that in the future will be told. The wisdom of the aues. which before us swiftly passed.Will form the basis of our research, which we hope will always lastTo spend our time in thinking of what the future holds in store—Which will surpass the genius and the golden works of yore. The questions and the problems which in our modern life, Arc the ones which those that can. with their minds must tight, For to us there came a calling from the halls of old S. C. To then prepare ourselves for the things which are to be. For the course of studies then, which to us were offered here.May have been an aid to someone in planning his career.But think of work and study of which there was a plenty.And now the year is over, hats off to the class of twenty. W. M. Moler, 20 28
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Class Prophecy Being very tired from over-work, and not having sleptwell for several nights on account of the noisy ticktackson the Dorm, I decided one evening to walk out to themonument, where I could without interruption thrash outsome problems which had been worrying me. Wearily Iclimbed the steps to the monument and sank down on thetopmost step. I was very tired and in the stillness fellasleep and dreamed—A train came across the river bridgeat such a rapid rate that the ball on the top of the monu-ment was jarred off and fell directly in front of me. Itbroke into a million or more pieces and in the midst of itsruins stood one of the most interesting looking old gentle-men I have ever seen. His hair, which was a curiousmixed salt and pepper color, descended far over hisshoulders. He wore a cocked hat and a long black cloakwhich enveloped his entire body and limbs. Naturally Iwas very much frightened as well as surprised at thisstrange apparition and I was getting up to tlee when

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