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islature to come up to what we had expected. We believe the committee turned down our request on account of the lack of proper information as to our purposes and intents. At least we still hope, and with re newed and redoubled energies we are going to make another fight for it this year. Prospects are favorable. We ex pect to do as we did last year. First, we are going to canvass the student body thoroughly. Then we will ask the faculty for a contribution. Hav ing gotten the largest amount possible in this way, we will then ask the Leg islature to do their part, and we believe they will (10 it. It was a goodly sight on the first Sunday after our return to the cam pus to see such a large number of both old and new men gather in the Association's Hall to hear Governor Ansel speak some words of advice, di rected especially to the new men. The Governor made a simple yet in tensely interesting and practical talk to the young men. We are always glad to have the Governor. He al ways brings us a kindly, father-like message. On last Sunday Rev. B. R. Turnip seed gave the boys a timely talk on the value of Bible study. The con mittee will endeavor to have somic able man to speak to the Association every Sunday afternoon. These ad dresses are always worth your while, and the young men of the University are urged to come out and hear them. Quite a number of new men have handed in their names for member ship in the Association; others are ex pected. Young men, you who have conie away from the endearing and ennobling illuences of a Christian home and a Christian community, you cannot do a better thing than put yotUr selves in care of this organization and lend it your hest efforts. The class room is for the culture of the intel lect, the Y. M. C. A. is to foster and develop the religious life. Which is the more important ? A whole man is what the world needs. One of the best features of Y. M. C. A. work is its method of systematic Bible stndy. This is being arranged for. There will be three courses offered, "Life of Christ," "Men of the Old Testament," and "Acts of the Apostles," besides a course in mission stkdy. This last was conducted last yedr by Prof. A. C. Moore with gratifying success. Other professors were also kind enough to teach some of the Bible classes, and it is hoped that they may be prevailed upon to help us again this year. All men, both new and old, are encouraged to join these classes. No one can do better than ally iimself with this work. It is a woriu-wide movement. Our Association here is sadly behind. Our watchword is hope. In work lies our redemption. Nothing ever became great without a struggle. If we wish men to speak to us we must come out to hear them. If we wish to get anything out of *Bible study we must put somethifig into it. If we wish a student secretary we must work. God helps them who helps themselves, so will the Legisla ture. CAROLI NA S. Archibald Linley in The Southern Home. "The despot treads thy sacred sands, Thy pines give shelter to his bands, Thy sons stand by with idle hands, Carolina!" He comes not now as in the times \hen Timrod sang his warlike rh1ymIIes ; He comes not now from foi-eign climes, Carolina! He is no longer clothed in mail, Nor volleys forth a leaden hail, From cannon's mouth, o'er hill and dale, Carolina! Lut look within thy buisy marts, Where men in commerce play their parts, And feed onl blood from humian hearts, Carolina ! O, shake thle blindness from thine eye, Let not thy quickened feelinigs die, 'Till thou (lost heed that anguished cry, Carolina! Great curses now on thee shall fall, If thou neglect the solemn call Which comes from hut and homestead hall, Carolina! Thy sacred law no more revered, Thine arm of -steel no longer feared, Through threat'ning seas thy ship is steered, Carolina! With blackened heart and stained hand Gaunt murder stalks throughout the land; Thy feet in loathsome blood do stand, Carolina! A voice of thunder peals on high, God's serried lightnings cleave thy sky, 0, swear to cleanse thy land, or die, Carolina! But hark ! I hear-the sound de ceives 'Tis as the sound of sighing leaves, It is thy spirit now that grieves, Carolina! Methinks I see thy beauteous frame Turn back unto thine ancient fame, And seek to flee thy present shame, Carolina! Well mayst thou gaze into thy past And hear the echoed trumpet blast Which called thee once to deeds so vast, Carolina! In humbleness bow down thy face, Pluck off thy jewels and thy lace, Let ashes, sack-cloth take their place, ' Carolina! Let thy fair face be wet with tears, Thy soul be fraught with holy fears, God's heavens ring with fervent prayers, Carolina I Then shall our hearts rejoice again, Our anthems rise o'er hill and plain, Our praise to God be not in vain, Carolina! Salesman in B. C. Electric Co. "Mr. Manning, this is the light you are looking for." Senior Manning-"Yes, that's it, 'Kiddo.' What's the horse-power?"