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Show THE DIXIE OWL there; when it comes to the ladies hes there twice; when it comes to bein? a soldier hes there all the time. Leslie A. Morris, C Battery, 348 F. A., Camp Lewis Our whole community misses him. As his company was leaving he swallowed a tear, cracked a smile, swallowed a tear, cracked a joke, and as he passed out of sight he liell said, See you again. make good anywhere. Elmo Sproul, Co. C, 62 Infantry, Fort Presidio, Cal. A prize winner in our school, a prize debater, and now the highest type of American soldier. Arthur II. Woodbury, 1st Ut. Field Hospital, Camp Kearney, Cal. If all of Uncle Sams Boys score up as well as Hartley it will He be Good-by- e Germany. Mexican to the services his gave Border affair and now he is waiting to go to France. Donald J. Pymm, 304 Co., Q. M. C., Rladison Barracks, Water-towN. Y.The A plus student of the Dixie. The debator of the day. The man with a future his name spells success. Ivan Miles, 304 Co., Q. M. C., Madison Bks., Watertown, N. Y. Reserved, unassuming, a most excellent student and a fine type A friend to everyof citizen. n, body. Robei't Miles, C Battery, 348 F. A., Camp Lewis He has won his way through the grade-- , through high school, through two years of college, and forever into the afDixie Gardfections of our Was a student body ofners. ficer and a successful debator. Frank .ludd, Battery C, 348 F. A., Camp Lewis He never says much hut when it comes to getting something done Frank is right there with the goods. Too bad we cant all be Franks. Claud Whitehead Somewhere in France. Claud didnt wait to be called; he is one of those Johnnie on the spot fellows. His locality bespeaks what he is doing for us. Cleo Sullivan, 348 F. A., C Battery, Camp Lewis We are proud to claim him as a Dixie Boy; he was that type of man whom all delight to know a gentleman. Leroy Cox, address unknown. He has shown the world what a boy with a determination can do; a character of which the Dixie can be proud. George Chadburn, address unknown. Among the faces that will long be remembered in the Dixie, is the one George possessed. He was the of the whole school. Ralph McAllister, address unknown. A perfect physical type as friendly as he was big; weighed two hundred pounds and his friendship lasted from the ground up. Pratt Miles, C Battery, 348 F. A., Camp Lewis, Wash. The Dixie tenor singer, orator, student and citizen. Uncle Sam need feel no embarrassment when he shakes hands with Pratt. Andrew J. Laub, Co. 129, 33 Bn., 166 Depot Brigade, Camp Lewis, Wash. A matter of fact d He did soldier. not wait to be trained by Uncle Sam, for he was all that and more to his home town. Thomas Lund, Co. I), 346 Depot Brigade, Camp Lewis, Wash. Tom served his school well while here, then served his church for two years doing missionary work, and he now offers his lifes services to his country. Newell Larson, Camp Lewis-- lie possessed the biggest heart of anyone who has ever attended our school Brother Nicholes included. We will long remember his oration of 1916. La Rane Ivins, address unknown. His high type of man Good-Morning-Car- good-nature- 3 hood, his athletic ability, and his high rating as a student gained for him great popularity. He was elected to a student body office by a unanimous vote. James Eldridge, address unknown. Jims anatomy was somewhat scattered, but his gray matter was all collected and well He held his head in organized. an elevated position at all times. Hell do some tall fighting if he goes to the front. Wallace Jones, address-unknownAn excellent student, a star basket ball mail, a prize dancer. He also received a unanimous vote in his election to We miss student body office. . him. At this roll call every boy is If we have failed to present. call any names it is because we have been unable to obtain a complete list. We sincerely hope the roll will always be as complete as it is at this time. The Dixie Normal Student Body. As I read Uncle Sams roll call from the Dixie the Despotic past rises before me as a dream; the strenuous present presents itself with all its horrors, while the glorious future that is in sight, illuminates my imagination as the rising sun lights up the new day. I see humanity groping in the darkness, as it were; feeling out as if with an unguided hand for something the human soul cried out for but could not define; longing for a something that the spirit said was necessary, but the flesh denied: hungering for a something, but was of itself unable to supply. As the mist clears from the vision I can see the spirit of freedom gradually gaining, step by step, ground that it should have possessed through all the ages. I see the Gontinued on page 11 |