Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-06-13

GRAY dawn was streaking in through
the Uindows when the tired musicians
at Taft hall rang down the curtain on
Georgia Techs second Pan Hellenic
dance this morning.
The brightest colors were dropping;
the flowers had lost their bloom, the
natural ice punch bowls had become
misshapen and the tired eyes ~ the
dancers blinked rebeliously against
unconsciousness until their pretty own
ers could be safe in mothers clasp once
more.
In their arms we're the bouquets Of
the night before and in their hearts
were thousand hecting memories
chasing themselves like hobgobins
Maze Of Beauty Everywhere.
40 field Of the cloth OF gold; no Bel
gian festival was ever attended With
as much pomp and eloquenoe Of beauty.
The hand OF the decorator had wrought
wonder with bits Of green, yellow and
white ribbons and doggy pennants hung
against the wall And decorations not
mura wonders in silks and satns,
nimsv stuff light as the soul Of a
poet garlands Of lace de whatyoumay-
callIt and pillows OF rbboned Injuries
draped the youthful grace Of Atlsnta's
dancing daughters
From out the mazes Of Woodland
bower the crash of music suddenly
came, and then began the beginning Of
the end the finale OF q year 81 strug
gle and the beginning Of a lifetime Of
struggle for The GO graduates who on
the morrow would be cogs in the world
and not students.
Coleman Leads Grand March.
William Coleman. OF Macon led the
grand march There were tnos, then
tours. then cights then some criss-
cross hgures. then the scramble for a
few minutes Of genuine two stepping.
Once when the dance was well on,
when = thousand troths had been
plighted by the light of The pink
trimmed moon. when = thousand angry
words had come and gone. when the
clarine1st had reached the point where
he could trill by the minute and still
keep his eve on the girl in lavender. q
ghost was invoked He came down from
the ceillng weird, dia phanous crea-
ture with arms waving. No one but
the Greek letter lads knew who he was,
and even they seemed under sort of
fee Il fofum spell
Then suddenly the lights went out,
but The music made no pause A
ghostly shaft shot out from a corner
and partially covered the faces Of those
dancers in its path For several mo-
ments 1t remained 80. and then back
came the light as II in answer to some
Incarnation
Farewells Are Whispered.
Louise? said white trousered Clarence.
Louise made no answer, but hung
closer
Il am going away. YOU know, with
the Westinghouse people mo more
dances, no more ball games. no more
Sunday afternoon calls"
But you'li come back ," This time
II was Louise talking
Louise. do YOU mean 1t r." but the
rest was swallowed up in the shad
ows. Young love and young hope pre-
sided overlhe festival and the castle
in the-air architect worked overtime
until the silver sandaled approach of
another day put an end to it all.
Tonight tho seniors banquet is held.
virtually closing the Tech festivities
The seniors who graduated are:
George Sallc Jones, Jr Henry
Thurman Thompson Robert Doug
las Conacher. Edward Hatch Hu-
bert William Hawkins Lamar.
Warren Austin Smith, Alonzo lin
ton Lemon. Frank William Quarlcs.
William Alderman Linton, Harvey Nor
ris Pye Alfred Quiuton Smith, CLYDE
Averett Byrd Eugene Dixon Drum
mond. James Norris Moore. Jr.
Civil Engineering,
William Anderson Alexander Wal
ter August Aichel Lewis Jackson Bus