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unchanging factor from the whole experience, that belongs to us,
is something we cannot express, but which will remain with us
for all time.
As classes go, we have been most exem|)lary; even from the
first, stanch and steadfast supiiorters of our "Alma Mater" we've
come all the way, and stanch and steadfast, we will go on our
separate journeys. It seems only yesterday that "Blinkey" and
Flora led us on to victory; while "Bee" and "Clint" attended to
such trifling matters as money and minutes, both of which wait
for no man—by the way. The Flag Rush! Those thrills were'
real, I can tell you, as real as the grit on the faces of "1914's"
warriors standing there below that httle leather strip.
The next year, it was Harold and Edna who made us "toe the
mark." Florence followed "Bee," and "Clint" had given place
lo Oscar See. Once more we left our imprint on the forms and
features of our Flag-Rush opponents.
As Juniors we abandoned such idle strife; emerged from the
chrysallis, and began lo flutter molh-like about the social flame.
Julius and Ruth led the Prom and the rest of us "Pronimed" to the
utmost of our ability. "Seniorhood" loomed in the distance and we
gradually attempted that intense expression of the burden bearers,
so often surprised upon the brows of our worthy elders. It's good
to be "sometime foolish," even if in after years we are inclined
to smile at the wasted seriousness of youth.
Our Senior campaign we will skip, if you please. It does not
belong with the best of these memoirs of ours; a rehc of "mud-pie"
days, it has but a small place in the annals of men. Enough to say
that "Clint" and "Bev." have proven eflicient organizers of "1914's"
last march together.
And now that we are rapidly approaching the end, which is to
set the seal upon the doors of our college life, it is not the petty
disappointments, dissensions, "the little rifts within the lute" that
cling lo us. There are bigger, belter things to occupy our minds
after the manner of the walrus.
Go where we will; come what may; "Cincinnali" sends with us,
its benediction.
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