Susquehanna University - Lanthorn Yearbook (Selinsgrove, PA)

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Senior Class History Hol{ four years we have been held to ;i course of hard study by a vision, which is now realized, — the vision graduation day. ' How we all patiently worked and toiled, that this vision would some day he- roine a reality. At times we felt as if the work was in vain, and we did it just because it was required. At these times the vision would lie clouded and hazy, or we would not see it at all. Then as it would clear again, we would work with a will. Now when we face the day of days for us as Seniors, we see that what we have done has not keen useless, hut will signify so much to us in the future. Now that we see no longer a vision, but reality, and we have reached our goal, nevertheless, we look hack with mingled smiles and tears. Smiles for useless worries, and for the pleasures Of college life: but tears for oppor- tunities which passed never to return, and which we did not grasp: tears that we must so soon leave our Alma Mater which we have learned to love. But these four short years, are years which we will ever remember and cherish long after the doors of dear old S. D. have closed for us. The friend- ships which were formed within her walls, will ever be held dear in the future, which we now face, and which we see through a rose tinted lense. As the years pass they will ever become dearer, and in many a dark hour he as a ray of sunlight. When we entered college we numbered twenty-two. hut time has changed I he personnel of the class roll. We now number sixteen. Six of our loved classmates have been called to the defense of Old Glory. Keenly as we re- gret their loss, we feel proud that the class of 1!)1S. can boast of so many who are willing- to give their lives that Liberty may live. Some new members had joined us, and we found in them loyal classmates, who aided us in the upholding of the standards of our cherished class. And now are ready with us to receive diplomas. As we are about to embark on the sea of life, we hope that our Alma Mater can look upon us with pride. The many truths which we have learned, we will never forget, hut they will inspire us on to be noble, courageous men and women. It is with a feeling of having endeavored to do our work to the best ability, and sorrow that we must now call our work completed, that we now hid you all a fond. Adieu. Page Twenty-two

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After an hour of rest, Miriam returned and told me that she had just re- ceived a letter from Stella Schadel who is undertaking the fascina ting parts of comic opera. And Katie had a letter from Evelyn Strohecker who has been married to the wealthiest copper magnate in the state of Montana, and she and her husband live in California. The letter told of the appointment of Scibbie Staib as Ambassador to France. Good link to the candy hoy! I cried, and then asked, And what of Dot? She is the newly elected president of some woman ' s college. I think it is Bryn Mawr, Mina informed me. My surroundings faded and I was again a winged creature, hut soon I was dressed elegantly and seated in the midst of a great audience, joining in the applause for the actor whom I recognized to lie Selin ririch. the leading character in New York ' s grand opera. It was fine to see him in the place he had longed to he. A portly gentleman occupying a box seat had a familiar air. He, the lady on my left informed me, is Mr. Wentzel, editor-in-chief of The New York Tribune. And the lady with him is Miss Herman — Eva Pauline Herman — author of ' Susquehanna ' and ' Girls of Seibert Hall. ' Indeed! I exclaimed aloud, awakening my sister who had also fallen asleep over review questions. Wake up. Kid! she said, shaking my arm. And, realizing that I was awake, cried, I just had the funniest dream. Listen before I forget it. Are you readv ? Page Twenty-one

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