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I thought they's goin' to have to stay on that island always.
It wuz so excitin' that I wuz real sorry when they seen the sail
cuming; warn't you?"

"No, I was glad because it would have been too bad to let
them die out there."

Another thought had struck him and he must express it.

"My ma told me to tell you to be shore to cum to see us.
You know we's jest moved in and ain't got straight yit, but
we'd be powerful glad to see you. I near 'bout forgot to tell
you."

" I thank you, and you must tell your mother to come to see

"Wa'l, now, I jest tell you she's so busy she don't have no time
to go a visitin', but she'd be mighty glad to see you, cause she
could iron alongside you while you alls wuz talkin'. I reckon
it's 'bout time I be makin' tracks. I shore have enjoyed keepin'
company with you. Don't forget to cum to see us."

So he left after a three hours' call, and she had learned one
thing. When country neighbors come to call, listen and they
will do the talking, and when they talk out they'll make tracks.
Beady Strong.

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Fourth Kent

(With most humble apologies to all versifiers and poets.)

On the twenty-second day of January, 1904,
There were forty seniors, possibly more.
Waiting and watching with grave intent
To see fudge Green open Fourth Kent.

At last he came, full of mirth and glee,
And talked awhile about a fee;
Then a short story he did relate,
And closed by saying, "Matriculate."



This pleased the boys, as you may guess,
But some ask him to recite the rest;
But he said "No," with a kingly grace,
And bade all the boys take their place.



Executory devise can be created 'most any way;

By this means Peter Thelluson supported lawyers, they

Uses and trusts were discussed with great care,

But those who understood it were exceedingly rare.



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"Blackacre" and the "Strongbox," with their myst

gestions,
Formed some of his talk and most of his questions.
Then he passed on to the freehold estate
Keeping the boys there until quite late.



Powers, the Judge said, could be created by will,
To understand this seemed like climbing a hill.
Almost anyone can have power unless he be dead,
For a "feme covert" can execute it, he said.



Next came fees— qualified, conditional and tail,
About which he questioned until many did fail;
On tenancy by courtesy and dower did he dwell,
Until he had the boys married and all doing well.



Next came estates at sufferance, at will and for years,
These ran into attendant terms, which almost brought tears;
So to cheer us and encourage us with all his might,
Judge would say — "Better study a little harder to-night."



So soon to Fourth Kent we all bade farewell,
No more on your mysteries to painfully dwell.
There's nothing on earth, above or below,
Harder to study or harder to know.



** A Song From the South '

A movement on foot to change the words of Dix



So he mortgaged Blackacre the very next day
And left the heirs out, with a promise to pay.
This was made so plain to 'most all of the boys,
That they said: "Fourth Kent is like playing toys.'



Please don't change old "'.

While a Southerner's ali\
For it was our inspiration

From sixty-one to -five.



S
Vested and contingent remainders were then ushered
They were closely related and really were kin.
Then he put Shelly's case with all his might
And made all the boys stand up and recite.



When we marched with Jackson-
Yes, and when we followed Lee,

'Twas the stirring tune of "Dixie"
Led us on to victory.



In the Shenandoah Valley,

And by Bull Run's waters cold,

The grand old tune of "Dixie"
O'er hill and valley rolled.



When the South surrendered

And the North was hard and cold,

We still loved dear old "Dixie"
As in sunny days of old.



So please don't change old " Dixie,"

While a Southerner's alive,
For it was our inspiration

From sixty-one to -five.

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Football In Africa

Until the present century football was unknown in the great
University of Central Africa. Two of this institution's most
promising graduates came to America for postgraduate work,
with the intention of returning to their native land and teaching
in their alma mater. While abroad these men became very
much fascinated with our great college game and on their
return gave glowing accounts of its interest and great value
in the moral, intellectual and physical training of young men.
In fact, one of these men had developed into a player of some
ability. On his return to Africa he introduced the game, but
with material modifications to suit the supposed needs of the
natives. These modifications made the game resemble Asso-
ciation football more than the Rugby style. It met with but
little success. The natives did not seem to relish bruised
shins and sprained joints with that degree of satisfaction with
which American students hail such injuries. Then, too, the
professors, who had never been accustomed to sport more ex-
citing and hazardous than tiger chasing in the jungle at night,
could not be persuaded that football is not dangerous. They



were at last persuaded to send to America for a coach, and to
introduce the American game in its purity, thinking, innocently
enough, that the failure with which they had met formerly,
lay in the modifications which had been adopted. They were
thoroughly convinced that the American game could not pos-
sibly be more brutal than the African modification and that
it certainly must be much less dangerous, coming as it did
from a land much older in civilization than their own.

The stalwart appearance and manifest physical strength
of the new coach (who, by the way, was chosen from Cumber-
land University), together with his great enthusiasm and
wonderful ability to infuse interest and zeal, soon resulted
in the introduction of the Simon-pure article of the American
game. The coach managed, by strategy, to have all practice
done without the presence of professors lest their humane
natures interfere with the progress of the sport. It was found
an easy matter, on account of a large student-body, to keep
a knowledge of injuries to the students from the faculty. All
reports to the latter were most favorable. Yet, in spite of
all precautions, the game came near being spoiled. It was
in this fashion: One of the professors, who was engaged in
original research to reduce to writing the language of monkeys,
came across a band of the latter one day in the jungle, engaged
in their antics. He observed that there were two divisions
arrayed against each other. The object with which they
played was a cocoanut, which was passed from one to another,
accompanied by certain sounds uttered by a certain one of
the simians. Following this came a grand rush together,
which, when finally broken up, showed one or two monkeys
prostrate, while others were rubbing and manipulating the
limbs of the injured animals. The professor was so absorbed
in his effort to interpret the words uttered by the apes that
the physical movements attracted little attention, and he only
related them incidentally. But it was a close call. A professor
less wedded to his scientific research would probably have
observed the significance of the physical actions. The monkeys
had observed the team practicing and were, according to their
nature, giving a faithful imitation of the original. After this
the monkeys were always driven away from the nearby trees
when practice was to take place. Aside from this incident
all went smoothly.

At this point it may be well to give some particulars of the
game. No headgear, except such as nature furnished, was
used. Not even nose-guards, shin-guards, shoulder-pads, etc.,
were used. (It was from this team the University of Chicago



got the idea of discarding such paraphernalia.) The suits
were not even padded to protect the joints. In fact the outlay
for suits was the smallest item of expense in outfitting the
team. (The University of Chicago has not yet gone to this
extent.)

An account of the first and only great match game ever
played will not be out of place. The University of Madagascar
sent its crack team to Africa. The excitement on the day of
the game was terrific. Everything was in perfect readiness.
Both teams were reported as in the sable of condition. (Ameri-
cans say "pink" of condition but the Africans prefer sable.)
The monkeys, at an early hour, assembled in the palms and
could not be driven away. The faculty shared the enthusiasm
evinced by the students, and hours beforehand chose points
of vantage on the side lines. For the time being reporters
secured exclusive use of the telegraph stations that their journals
might secure the news as early as possible. Most of the great
native dailies had their representatives. At last the hour
arrived. The two teams trotted onto the gridiron, the Afri-
canders in their suits of solid black, the college color, and the
Madagascarites in coffee brown. Amidst deafening yells
Africa kicked off to Madagascai and the doughty little right
end of the black downed the lengthy tackle of the coffee browns,
who had received the ball, and the game was on. Fast and
furious it raged. First the home boys gaining and then the
visitors. Time and again fierce tackles and brilliant interference
was seen. Hurdling the line was a special feature, the hurdler
always alighting on his head without injury Time and again
two players would rush together head first, at full speed, without
in any case fazing either player. The wily Madagascar
boys finally observed, in every case when time was called
by their antagonists, that it was because of an injury to the
foot. Accordingly they proceeded to direct their attack upon
the feet of their opponents. These tactics soon began to tell,
and man after man was forced to retire because of injuries in
the feet. When the whistle blew at the end of the last half
the score stood six to nothing in favor of Madagascar. Four
of University of Africa's men had been put out of the game
entirely and all the remaining players were suffering more or
less from injuries to their pedal extremities. Had University
of Madagascar not taken this unfair advantage of the local
boys, victory would not have been theirs.

The short life of the great game is traceable to this single
contest. Whenever a student wished to cut class he almost
invariably gave as his excuse that he had been injured in his



feet, so that he was unable to navigate from his boarding house
to the class room. This excuse became as the American small
boy's "grandmother's funeral" gag when a baseball game is
on hand. Drastic measures had to be taken. The only solution
found was the abolition of the game, which was promptly
done. This, briefly, is the history of the introduction and
failure <if football in Africa.



Beneath the Sweet Magnolias' Bloom

Words: W. W. Hood Music: Miss Phillip Lowe

My dear old Southern home, where the summers linger long,

I am yearning to be with you once again;
To hear in the soft moonlight the mocking-bird's sweet song,

To listen with you, sweetheart, to its strain.
I am an alien from you, for I sought the world's acclaim —

An exile from my birthplace and my home.
I left thee, heart so true, to seek riches and a name,

But in fancy I was with you 'neath the sweet magnolias' bloom.

Chorus.
Sunny, sunny Southland, where the summers linger,
I am longing to be with you at the dear old home:
To hear the mocking-bird, your own entrancing singer,

In the witchery of the moonlight, 'neath the sweet magnolias'
bloom.'

Full well do I remember when I left thee, heart so dear,

The moonlight with its beauty glorified.
And standing in its shadows I sought for words to cheer,

For thou wert gently weeping by my side.



The world has smiled upon n

That our partings may be o

And in fancy I can see you, r

Welcoming your errant love



e, and I am speeding back to you,
'er and our pathways blended soon;
ly boyhood's love so true,

r "neath the sweet magnolias' bloom.



EDITORIAL



JIMHIS, " The Phcenix " of '04, the result of our unworthy efforts, we place in your hands.
^ May it be in some way worthy of the old and honored institution which it represents.
We hope it will prove a source of information, instruction and pleasure, not only to the
students of Cumberland University, but also to her many sons and friends.

Many years from now the old student can turn the leaves of this book and find within its
pages the annals of his schoolboy days. It will, we hope, then be valued as a pleasant

can see the youthful faces of his many college
many of whom, by that time, will have crossed



message from the past. In the cuts he
friends as well as those of his instructors
the river.

Here it is. Take it ; keep it ; read it
you. May success follow each " Phcenix '
will be found.



forgive the editors. They worked hard to please
in the many states in which, in future years, it



Oratory



State. Intercollegiate Oratorical Association

South-Western Baptist University University of Nashville

South-Western Presbyterian University Cumberland University

Officers of Local Association



E. T. Beard

L. 0. McLean

G. M. Templeton.




President

Secretary

Treasurer



Frank S. Carden

Cumberland' s Representative in State

Contest.

Society Contests

Heurethelian: G. M. Spears, winner; C. H. Witteman.

Caruthers: W. A. James, G. A. Lowery, winner; O. A. Bennett, John M. Drane.

Philomathean: C. C. Mooney, Eugene Black, John J. N. Sykes, Sam'l S. Wear, J. B. Waddell, Frank S. Carden,
Dannis.



Local Inter-Society Contests

The fifth Inter-Society Oratorical Contest of Cumberland University was one of much interest and enthusiasm. Each society
had out its strongest man, and each man was expected, by his followers, to win.

Caruthers Hall was decorated, and the three societies were out in full force. Each crowd occupied a different section of the Hall,
and while the large audience was waiting for the contest to begin, the rooters made the echoes resound from roof and wall. The law-
yers, after having had no representative last year, felt that they should win, and had a man that could win. The preachers had a
very strong representative and felt confident. The members of Caruthers tried to outroot both the other societies. The contest was
close. Carden, of the Philomathean, was declared winner, and the lawyers made the town resound with their yells.

Contestants in Local Contest

Philomathean: Frank S. Carden, Winner Caruthers: G. A. Loavery Heuretheuan: Geo. M. Spears

Frank S. Carden

Is an A.B. of Trinity College, Durham, N. C. He graduated in the class of 'ot, and while in that school distinguished himself as
an orator and debater. He took both the orators' and debaters' medals, and represented his college in an intercollegiate debate with
Wake Forest College.

In the State Contest, April the 8th, at Nashville, he and Allen, of South-Western Presbyterian University, each had thirteen points
when the committee made out the grades. This was a tie, so another method was resorted to which gave the medal to Mr. Allen.




;tucky ixn



Kentucky Club



Officers

L. 0. McLE AN President

E. C. LEEPER Vice President

A. B. WATSON ... Secretary

G. M. SPEARS treasurer

Members

H. M. Gwyn L. L. Rice Miss Mary Helm E. E. Wear

A. J. Taylor C. B. Sullivan B. F. Jacobs G. M. Spears

E. C. Leeper A. F. Lewis Miss Ada Leeper L. 0. McLean

G. G. Haralson R. B. Watson W. G, Logan H W. Stevens

Vivian Mae BramE

The Kentucky Club has just reorganized, with results as stated above. Concerning such minor affairs as the election of officers,
but little interest was manifested, and the following yell was agreed upon without any dissension;

Rah! Rah! Rah! luckymus!
Rah! Rah! Rah! pluckymus!
Rah! Rah! Rah! Kentuckians!

But when it came to the selection of a flower there was a variety of opinions; those from the bluegrass region favoring the hemp
blossom, those from the pennyroyal region the pennyroyal, while others favored the tobacco blossom. Finally, as a compromise upon
which all could agree, rye was selected.

So it was with the selection of a color. Some wanted the yellow of Kentucky's famous tobacco; some the blue of that far famed
grass; and some the peculiar tint of the noted old Bourbon (eight years old). Here again a compromise was reached, and it was unani-
mously and enthusiastically agreed to adopt the indescribably delicate pink which at times is to be seen upon the cheeks of all Kentucky's
fair daughters — and they are all fair.

When the matter of adopting an official weapon was taken up the dispute waxed warm, bitter and dangerous. Each member
insisted upon the superiority of his own peculiar make of gun, and each seemed anxious to test and prove the trueness of his weapon
upon his neighbor. This, too, was finally settled by allowing all members perfect liberty in the selection of weapons, provided they
all select six shooters.

Several patriotic speeches were made by the different members. The President, upon installation, presented the Club with a
demijohn of fine old mellow rye, which had been softened by many summers and winters. As the mellow fluid fast disappeared several
feuds were generated. The Treasurer took issue with the Preacher as to how much of the funds should go to the church and how much
to a hospital for old and worn out race horses. Several shots were exchanged, apologies were made and toasts were given. Finally,
away in the night, the Club adjourned, "sine demijohn," and the Kentucky Club, Cumberland University, '04, was a thing of the past,
with a sweet, all pervading aroma like unto that of twenty-year-old rye.

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Club of West Tennessee, '04
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Motto: Vestigia nulla retrorsum

Officers

A. S. NORVELL President

R. C. COCHRAN Vice President

O. E. GARDENER Secretary

R. E- RICE Assistant Secretary

W. B. HARRIS Treasurer

W. M. HUGHES . . .Attorney

J. F. COLE Historian

J. N. THOMASON, Jr : Representative

Members

R. C. Cochran Newbern, Tenn. W. M. Hughss Daneyville, Tenn.

A. S. Norveix Trenton, Tenn. J. N. Thomason Paris, Tenn.

R. E. Rice Orysa, Tenn. J. F. Cole Paris, Tenn.

W. B. Harris Troy, Tenn. G. C. Sherrod Bells, Tenn.

E. L. Minton Kenton, Tenn. O. E. Gardener Sharon, Tenn.

The purpose of this Club is fourfold: (i) That a strong and durable cord of friendship may be woven which will ever bind our
hearts in love for each other and supreme pride for our native land, West Tennessee; (2) that this union of fellowship is but a modest
symbol of the unanimity of the people whom we represent; (3) that we stand pledged to give impetus to every good work; (4) that
it shall be our earnest effort to have a respectable place in the most efficient service of life.




TEXAS CLUB



Texas Club



Motto: Rope your steer



Flower: Cotton



Color: Blue and white



Officers

M. WEAR President

H. W. KINNARD Vice President

JOHN BONE Secretary

JOEL LIPSCOMB Treasurer

S. F. McCAFFITY Historian



D. Tucker
Mrs. P. D. Tucker
J. N. Bone



Members



H. W. KlNNARD

S. M. Wear

J. A. Lipscomb



Eugene Black

J. H. Hendrick
S. Bonner



R. Stieren
R. R. Rives

S. F. McCaffity



We hail from a State famous for its size and the diversity of its resources. But wherever Texans are from home will be found a
Texas Club. Texans love their State, they love each other, and they love to be together. Cumberland University always has, in all
departments, Texans who rank at the top. They do things. They believe in work and they like to work on a large scale and have
large results Texas has furnished several of the members of the present faculty of Cumberland, and all over her vast plains are scat-
tered men who received their early training for life in the classic halls of the old University in the City of Cedars. These men love
their alma mater, and it is from them fresh material comes annually to keep alive the Texas Club of Cumberland University.




•\MD \



Arkansas Club



Motto: We lead, others follow



Flower : Apple-blossom



Yell
Theology and law

No longer bore
Arkansas,

190+.

Object: To honor our ancestors, and benefit our posterity

Offcers

President- -W. TOM LOGAN

Vice President—}. BONNIE WADDELL

Secretary and Treasurer— EUGENE K. TORBETT

Historian— AH?. COLEMAN MARTIN

Poet — Each member declared eligible

Liar — None competent



Prof. A. H. Buchanan
W. 0. Wozencraft
Allen Kennedy
W. I. Sade
Alvie E. Dickson
Mrs. George W. Botts



Members

Rev. E. E. Morris
W. Tom Logan
Mrs. Allen Kennedy-
Marion D. Williams
Eugene K. Torbett
J. Bonnie Waddell
Alf. Coleman Martin



Miss Clara EarlE
Mrs. W. Tom Logan
E. W. Love
W. S. Ellis
George W. Botts
Miss Pearl Nichols



The history of Arkansas is both fascinating and phenomenal. Much could be said of her beauty and grandeur that would rival
the wildest dreams of romance or afford the fittest themes for poetry. But her glory rests not so much on these as upon her abundant
natural resources, her congenial climate and her energetic and contented citizenship.

In 1820 Governor Miller landed upon her border and began as her first chief executive in a rude log cabin capitol, in the midst
of an undeveloped wilderness. To-day she is completing a new and magnificent capitol, built of native stone, the gigantic columns
of which point as an index to her great prosperity.

The fabled home of the Arkansas Traveler exists only in song and story, and on that noted spot has been built a beautiful house
that adorns a typical Southern plantation.

The rude schoolhouse of early days has been replaced by well equipped academies, modern colleges, and, as a climax, the great
University of Arkansas, which for equipment, number of students and thoroughness of work ranks among the best of the South.

Development along commercial, mineral and agricultural lines has been equally marvelous. Great cities are now the living monu-
ments that mark the place of former solitudes; railroads now wind their way along the old war paths of savage Indians.

The hills o'er which the Indians and French chased the buffalo and deer are yielding great quantities of coal, iron, zinc, silver and
many other minerals. With a little more development of her mineral wealth, Arkansas may not inaptly be called the Klondyke of
Dixie.

Her forests and prairies have been transformed into fields of waving grain and snowy cotton that shall furnish food and raiment
to mankind in every quarter of the civilized world.

Her hillsides are the world's favorite fruit lands and her apples are prize winners at the world's great fairs.

Her health-giving springs are the subject of world-wide comment, and are annually visited by thousands from every section of
of America.

Her rapid transition from a wilderness to a garden, from poverty to wealth and from obscurity to fame is the natural outgrowth
of that spirit of genius, patriotism and chivalry, as exemplified by the sublime poems of Albert Pike, the daring deeds of Yell and Cley-
bourne, the statesmanship of Ashley and Garland, and, most of all, by the stern integrity of the countless sons of toil who have nobly
lived, to fortune and to fame unknown.

It is fitting that something should be said in this work in regard to the part which Arkansas has played in Cumberland University.
No State (Tennessee excepted) has from the founding of the school furnished a greater number of students, and no school has a greater
number of distinguished citizens throughout the State than has Cumberland. It is to the honor of the State and the school that her
sons have always ranked among the most brilliant of the school and have won great fame through the State.

As to the present Arkansas representation we only ask that an ever-anxious public watch without eager expectation for the bril-
liant future which they so richly deserve.



Delta Sigma CoEd Club



Officers

i. The Madamoselle Claire Campbell

2. Next in Order Bettie Gwyn

3. Grand High Scribe RubyE KECK

4. Spondulixeer Mary Helm

5. Maid-at-Arms Kate Hinds

6. Keeper of Secrets ,. . . . Lillian Fryer

7. The Sorceress Floy Potts

S. Maintained of Dignity Mabel Martin

Members

Bettie Gwyn Mabel Martin Anna May Baker

Vivian Brain Ethel Euless Margaret Smith

Mary Helm Kate Mace Julia Stratton

Ruby's Keck Kate Hinds Lillian Fryer

Claire Campbell



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FavoriSe An,m»i s: - DanJy and DuKe.

Colors:- Green generally.

Metier- ■ ., .vhen there ,5 any

■ i io Oo.

Office. - We ire sorry but *"= «" ll " ab
to name our officers as at every
altempfrd election He votes were a ti

Me inters:- Ira J. Parllow.W.CVyd,. W'iUrJ


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