Delaware Valley College - Cornucopia Yearbook (Doylestown, PA)

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I4 THE GLEANER neath his cap. I gave my order and his Soitainly, sir, proclaimed him from New York. He returned and gave me a slip with the list to be signed. Thinking nothing of this usual routine of obtaining refreshments since the years when prohibition was first introduced, I complied. Did my eyes belie me? For upon the paper was the steward's signature, Leo Buskin. Are you this man Buskin? I asked him. Soitainly, sirj' was the prompt reply. Well, Buskin, don't you remember an old friend when you see him, queried. . Ah! By gosh, if it ain't Goldberg, and saying this, he made himself at ease. He gave his history, of his suc- cess at Cornell, etc., and the present position which he was induced to take by his brother. We enjoyed his leis- ure hours together until we reached the Metropolis. No more travel. I was bound for home. Only a few hours ride to my estatein New Britain, Pa. Even those hours were but as minutes and when I finally! got off at the ,station my faithful caretaker Braunstein was at hand. Good old Braunstein! He was trustworthy and competent of administering advice. I briefly related part of my travels and he cautioned me not to worry. He seemed excited about something but I forbore to ask him. At last he found himself unable to hold the news. Heard the news? was his laconic question. No, tell me about it. Why, ah, Daniels is Director of Farm School. What, Daniels, our old classmate? I questioned. Yes sir, and he deserves it. A fellow like him is hard to find. I mentally agreed that Danels was in the right place at last. The sinking sun gave to my home a beautiful ap- pearance It seemed the very picture of rest. I resolved that never more to roam should be my slogan. VVhy need I roam? Did not memory contain all the neces- saries for controlling the wanderlust? To me came the thoughts of old friends and of their successes. A knock. I did not comprehend its meaning until the accompanying Everybody up drove sleep from my eyes. The estate I had visioned was my room and my travels but the impressions in my dreams. I reached for the cord and the room was flooded with light. I con- sulted my clock and lay back for ten extra minutes to review my wonderful visions and to even up the score left unbalanced by the unmerciful hand of the call boy. CC GC GC

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THE GLEANER I3 Upon my return to Sydney I learned that the next boat for the shore of Asia Minor left shortly. Therefore I hastened to prepare myself for another lap of mv journey. I had hoped to see Palestine and now oppor- tunity offered itself. The days on board were spent in discussing problems of the day. The greatest one was the election of a president for this republic. One of my fellow companions offered a wager that Brodie would win. Others would stand pat by their choice and I formed my own opinion. I knew Brodie. Here was one who had risen steadily since I last knew him and had pinned his signature on the top of the ladder. Hewas the choice of the farming population and was bound to win. Upon reaching Palestine we were detained in the harbor by a warship. Presently a boat pulled away and we were boarded by an individual of high rank, judging by his resplendent uniform. Following him came another of still higher rank. The first one caused the passengers to be assembled and began reading an order in Hebrew, signed by George Forman, the commander ,of the Jewish Navy. Madly I rushed and embraced the second man, who seemed to be an old sea-farer. So the dreams of Forman came true far beyond his expectations. His rise could only be com- pared to those of fiction. He did not dream at that mo- ment. His dignified appearance was marred by my rush but what did that amount to? Well George, so you didn't stick to the old game? I inquired. No George, I haven't seen a farm for a dog's age, he replied. But say., Brodieis the fellow that stuck. Do you know he's elected President of Palestine! Oh yes, he continued, Julius certainly hit it right. Palestine was his only aim. You'll go to visit him? Sorry but I can't. I have but a few days to see the coast and then America for mine. After a short eX- change of news wel parted, our ship moving along to its destination. I left behind me two who had not forsaken their ideals. - The sight-seeing trip along the coast was over and we were bound for the States. Travel is wonderful. thought I, but give me God's land. y We were upon the ocean and time passed slowly. I I desired a more comfortable seat and some refresh- ments so I hailed one of the passing stewards to get the required articles. Before me stooda man in trim uniform, with a shock of yellow hair protruding be-

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THE GLEANER 15 ill ef like glass of IRA J. MILLS i Mr. Chairman, Ladies and Gentlemen: Realizing that these are our last moments upon this earth ffive hundred acres of Farm School soilj we, the class of nine teen hundred and twenty, being of sound and disposing mind and memory ,and mindful of the certainty of grad- uation, do make and declare this our last Will and Testa- ment, signatures afflxed this twenty-second day of February, nineteen hundred and twenty. After the payment of our honest debts an inventory was taken and we were found to be possessed of num- berless holdings and properties of value, which we here- with bequeath and dispose of as follows: To our honored President and founder of this in- stitution, Dr. Krauskopf, we leave the school as we found it. hoping that it may live up to his expectations as in the past and that it may mark the milestones of numberless more graduating classes. To our Dean, Mr. Ostrolenk. we beoueath the newlv dedicated lake in hopes that he mav find withinl its glis- tening waters clams, lobsters and villiains f submerged in submarinesl, in case his present supplv should run low. We entrust to Mr. Kraft the use and care of our pet. Dory. We hope he will guard and care for him as he does his felt boots. To our beloved professor. Mr. Campbell. we leave the postofiice in hopes that in it two mav beloved. Unto Mr. Escoll we bestow Mr. Young's woods, for a wider field for his forestry lectures. We leave to Mr. Toor a a large cake of veast to en- able him to raise more chickens and an axe to make them lay. g In behalf of Mr. Cassidv we hope there will be a more frequent train service between Warm School and Dovlestown and better facilities for shipping flowers be- tween these points. To Miss Churchman and Miss Colvin we leave our appreciation for the filled stomachs and healed wounds and hopes for the future Uunior appetites and Freshman illsl Mav our successors be as well cared for as we were. To Mrs. Ostrolenk and Miss Gross we leave our well- wishes for the future.