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three hundred is far too large to properly classify as to individual
characteristics in so short a time. It is quite too patent to even
call forth the remark that a part of but one evening is all too brief
in which to sound our praises, depict our glories, or catalogue our
possibilities. The road is too long to pursue it to the end, bord
ered tho’ it be by sweet-scented flowers of memory, mile-stoned
by our many proud, enduring monuments. No political party
can claim for its own the exclusive right to an unshared ability to
‘ point with pride. ’ ’
Words can. not add one leaf to the chaplet that crowns us.
Speech can never pull us from the lofty pedestal upon which the
Pennsylvania State College made it possible for us to be placed—
“O! could I speak our matchless worth,
O! could I sound our glories forth—”
The Pennsylvania State College Alumni.
Our brows fanned by the breezes that stir the leaves of every
continent; our intellects engaged in the physical, mental and
moral betterment of our fellow man; our hearts blended into one
harmonious whole, having no loftier purpose than the holding
sweet and free of stain the fair name of our Alma Mater.
Let us so live that when the summons comes, we may, sus
tained and soothed by a sweet belief of our whole duty to our
Alma Mater wholly done, we may approach the grave like one
that wraps the drapery of his couch about him and lies down to
pleasant dreams.
What are we thankful for ? That is the question
That sometimes puzzles e’en a dinner guest
The rich are thankful for a good digestion,
The poor if they have something to digest,
When sparkling eyeb are tempting you
Above pouting lips, what could you do
Then with brain set all awliirl,
You swear you love that trusting girl,
In Lighter Vein
IN LIGHTER VEIN.
PERCHANCE.
But take a kiss ?
I. P. McCreary, ’B2.
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