Fordham University - Maroon Yearbook (New York, NY)

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Patrons and Patronesses His Eminence Patrick Cardinal Hayes. Archbishop oj New York Rt. Reverend John J Dunn Auxiliary liishoft oj New York Mr. and Mrs. Alfred J. Amend Mr. and Mrs. William F. Bailey Mrs Elizabeth V Brady Mr James C. Brady Mr. and Mrs. James M. Breslin Mr. and Mrs. George H. Brooks Mrs. Catherine T. Bull Mr. and Mrs. James J Carroi i Mrs. Louis D Conley Mrs. Joseph Conkon Mr. and Mrs. Edward F Curley Mr and Mrs. Charles E. Duross Mr. and Mrs. M. J Fallon Mr. James A. Farrell Mrs. Mary Finnegan Mr and Mrs William 11 Fissfi i Colonel Michael Friedsam Hon. Francis P. Garvan Mr. and Mrs. Fred A. Hamel Mr. and Mrs. FJenry Handleman Mr. Henry I Jeide Mr and Mrs Patrick Joseph Heffernan Mr. and Mrs. George Aloysius I Ioi dfn Dr. and Mrs. William E. How ley Mr Otto H Kahn Hon Joseph E. Kinsley Mrs I Jubf.rt Kelly Mr. and Mrs Jamfs Edward Ki-i.ly Mr. Thomas Kennedy Mrs. John T. Keresey Dr and Mrs. Andrew Wilson Lawrence Mr and Mrs. John Francis Loeiile Mr and Mrs Ai frf.d G. Losinskey Mr. and Mrs Michael Joseph Lyons Mr. and Mrs. Richard McCabe Mr. and Mrs Charles E McCarthy Mrs. James P. McDonald I i ie Misses McQuade Mrs. Patrick P Maloney Mr. Peter J Mai.onf.y Mr. and Mrs F J Masterson Mrs. Veronica G Meagher Mrs. Kathf.rinf. Muller Mr. and Mrs G J Niemeyer Mrs John J Noble Mrs. J. O Brif.n Mr. Morgan J O'Brien. Jr Mrs Morgan M. O'Brien Mr and Mrs Jamfs I O'Mai,i.ey Mr and Mrs. James Henry Parker Mrs. Timothy Power Mrs. John Reilly Mrs. Orlando F Ricciardelli Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Henry Robinson Mr. and Mrs William Henry Sexton Mrs Catherine Shf.a Mrs. William J Spain Miss Mary Sterns Mr. and Mrs Gustav A. Swanstrom Mrs. Henry W. T apt Hon. Edward J Walsh Mr. and Mrs Otto H Weeing Mrs W S Welsh Mrs. Saunders A. Wertheim Mr. I. Maurice Wormser Mr. and Mrs F E. Xavier Mr George tJordon Battle

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 Dedication O Thou, whose name is power From heaven unto the pit. Lean down a little hour Where Thy lamps are low-lit; Guide us who fare on this, Thy quest, Give us good joy of it. And grey-eyed Fate is weaving. Before her shuttle bowed, A fabric past believing, With various guise endowed For some, a wonder-web of fame. For some, a nameless shroud. Yet—though where lies our going Are weary ways and steep. And at the end are glowing The poppied hills of sleep; Though hope still sous a thousand fields Where time can never reap—- T is best to part with laughter In friendship's sacred name. The years that follow after. Fall they to good or grame. Can never dim these shining days Or shadow their faint flame. Patrick Grady The minstrel wind is sighing In campus elm trees For days now come to dying: Undying memories; For young knights armed and unafraid. Yet wistful, ill at case. Sixteen