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would have preferred to be awakened by the lark or the mocking bird
rather than by the bugler with his reveille, but taps and tattoos were
tame beside what the students in normal years often had put on
towards midnight. Under the new order after the last bugle at ten
o'clock all was quiet, quieter than any other nights in the history of the
Record must be made of the 'great epidemic of influenza "Spanish
Flu," as it was called-which began on the very day of registration,
September 24, 1918. Not a few came to the college with it, and went
from the registration desk to the College Hospital, which, before
night, was full. The next day it was necessary to provide other beds,
and the Euzelian dormitory on the south end of the old College
Building was set apart for the purpose. Most efficient measures were
taken for the care and nursing of the patients. The three physicians
who constituted the faculty of the School of Medicine were on duty;
the nursing was under the charge of four trained nurses who were
assisted by men detailed from the S.A.T.C. group. Sixty per cent of
the students were first and last ill with the disease, and eight members
of the faculty. In six cases the influenza was followed by pneumonia;
among those suffering in that way was Professor Cochran who
thinking he was well had taken a cold bath. Of the students only one
died of the disease. This was James L. Hedgecock of the vicinity of
High Point. The epidemic continued, with much abatement in the later
weeks, until after the Armistice. In this period there were no church
services nor other public gatherings in Wake Forest, where among the
citizens of the town there were many cases of the disease and not a
few deaths.
7 There were some, however, who saw the high significance of it all. One of these
was Mrs. John F. Lanneau, who looking back on it, said in an article, "The Silver
Bugle at Wake Forest," in the Biblical Recorder of February 8, 1919: "Why did the
silvery tones of the bugle sound over Wake Forest College Campus? Why?
Because, and we say it proudly, our young men, the very flower of our boyhood,
heard their country's call `To Arms'; and obeyed. ... Now the dear old college bell
rings out loud and sweet, calling our sons to peaceful arts. But whenever we think
or speak of the silvery bugle at Wake Forest let there be a note of pride and almost a
touch of reverence in our voices, for that bugle meant our soldier boys, God bless
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