IN MEMORY
of
Helen Barrows
Vacation happiness for our campus was ended with every student unable to
grasp the fact that Helen wouls not return to school. Sudden tragecy on the high-
way was responsible for her death on November 25 195]
Yet above the tragedy, there was st Nt a spirit of Thanksgiving Yes, we ware
that Heler wv
her vow to serve God
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2 Christian girl and that she had so recently renewed
She was a pretty girl—tall straight, and poised. But we remember her mostly
for her many little lovable traits of character: her thoughtfulness and readiness to
nelp others, which came so naturally, her sincerity of purpose that was evident in
the way she participated in spiritua
she flashed to both friend and casua
activities, and her heart-warming smile that
acquaintance as she met them on the campus.
Helen loved people an: liked to be with them. She also loved arimals. She was
ever kind and gmpetheric to amone in need-—not only human beings, but
to a hungry little stray kitten mewing outside her window.
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Undoubtedly inspires by the faithful service of her loving doctor father, she
was planning to be a nurse. She was doing excellent work in her classes and enjoved
learning the things which would help her to be efficient im her vocation.
The day before she lett for vacation, she was reading a book about the ex-
ere nces of a missionary nurse She exclaimed to her roommate, “Wouldn't it be
wonderful to be able to help ceople Tike that!”
No, we do not know why Helen was taken from her family and friends, but her
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fe and enthusiasm have truly left a vacancy on our campus. Oh, how uncertain is
e, but how good God is for sroviding His children with the hope of a life eternal
where “there shall be no more ceath, neither sorrow nor crying.”
Onl a Prtle while she walked with us
Along the busy road of school-day life,
Amic the changing seasons,
She saw the green leaves turn to red and gold,
She sav the drifting snow.
For 2 little while she was one of us
Anc laughed, and with the zest of youth,
Shared in our classes and our fur,
She is gone now, and her absence
an aching void nto our hearts,
are gia that we have known her as
Our C Tasemate ana our friend.
Lord, grant tnat someday soon
see her smiling face again,
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