Delaware Valley College - Cornucopia Yearbook (Doylestown, PA)

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2 THE GLEANER ' What a different school we are leaving in 1921 than in which we entered in 1918. Thanks to the tireless ef- forts of our President and Founder, Rev. Dr. Joseph Krauskopf and to the Board of Directors that in the-se three years the National Farm School has become a big- ger and better institution. PHILIP TRUPIN, '21, .. + D 1 Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal, Dust thou art, to dust returnest. Was not spoken of the soul. Longfellow. + DO THEY MISS NIE? Do they miss' me at home, do they miss me? It would be an assurance most dear, To know this moment some loved one Was saying, I wish he were here. To feel that the group at the fireside Was thinking of me as I roam, It would be joy beyond measure To know they missed me at home. Do they set me a chair at the table, When the evening pleasures are nigh, When the candles are lit in the parlor And the stars twinkle in the sky? When the good nights are repeated, And all lay down to their sleep, Do, they think of their beloved one, And wish him good-night while they sleep. P-BURTEN BURLACK, '22. +1 If any of our readers decide to take a drive in the 011611 they can ind hammer and MUS in the Gd1t0f'S

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C e Gleaner VOL. XXI. FEB., 1921. NO. I gal-rr6cz.eezvg Friends:-The National Farm School complete an- other page in its history today. This day marks the end of the career of the class of 1921 in Farm School. To- morrow, we go forth into the world to take our place among men to do the work fate has assigned to us. We are prepared to go, but not before' we have paid our last tribute to our Alma Mater. 1 Friends, we welcome you. This is our class day and we appreciate that your presence is evidence of your willingness to help make this the memorable day of the three years we spent here. Three years ago, we entered this institution, thirty- flve young men answering the roll call. But we are not all here today. Fate has thinned out our ranks to twen- ty-two who have completed the task they undertook in the spring of 1918. Yes, how well we remember that year when nations were contesting with shot and shell for supremacy of the world. Amidst the cries of despair from the war stricken countries came the cry for food- Thousands of people were starving.. From every pulpit and from every plat- form, men were preaching greater food conservation. Hence our motto- To Farm is to Arm. Classmates, todav we sever the bonds of our active participation in the affairs of Farm School. The richness of a man's life is measured by his accomplishments. Let us always remember the parting words of Polonius to Laertes: This above all to thine ownself be true and it must follow, as the night the day, thou cans't not then be false to any man. To the Faculty we are indebted. for their guidance during our stay here. Your teachings are invaluable to us. We thank you for your efforts and interest during theee three years that helved shape our lives.

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. THE GLEANER 3 Zase jfis-Esozrg This day is a memorable one- Not only is it full of memory to us but also to our friends, who have watched us grow to our present manhood. Today we tell the his- tory of our class life, recount its defeats and victories and honor those classmates who made our organization worthy of memory at this institution. I present the Class '21 as a sheaf of ripened grain, sown and grown on the grounds of the National Farm School. Twenty-three sheaves have been garnered by our Alma Mater before, but unlike the events that en- veloped the earlier fruit, ours was born under dishearten- ing times. We were sown and culivated when war plow- ed and furrowed- the entire globe. Today we are the pro- duct of that seed-full grown with a great significance to the starving reaper and harvester-the world- Like a plant whose life history is divided into three divisions-the seed, its growth and the fruit, our life history too, is presented into three different periods cor- responding respectively to the plant,-the Freshmen, Junior and Senior year. Our Freshmen year represents the seed. What a variety! They came from Tennessee, Virginia, Illinois, New York, Pennsylvania, Maryland, New Jersey. Such seed !-and all to take root on this well prepared seed bed -the National Farm School. Our stay at this school for the first year was not a happy one with relations out side our own class group. For a time we were filled with stress and hate, but midst the common desires, our brawls disapeared. To Morris Glick belongs the honor for the wonderful aid he gave us in ascertaining our rights from the upper classmen. We regret that he is not here with us to share our joy and sorrow today. The spring of our freshmen year saw us get into athletic stride. For the first time since we can recall to our memory, four of our men represented us on the varsity baseball team. Hounk Zinn was the star twirl- er that year and kept his position on the mound for three successive years. Today, like many of us he leaves, much to the regret of the students. Piggy Mills then in our class, Was behind the bat, Summer Smith and Morris