Texas A and M University - Aggieland Yearbook (College Station, TX)

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We, the Editors of this, the 1921 Longhorn, have striven to present to the critical eye, a record of the crowning year in the history of dear Old A. M. Perhaps we have fallen short of the goal that has con¬ stantly been before us; perchance, in return for the re¬ sponsibilities and inexpressible honors that have been be¬ stowed upon us, we have not given value received; per¬ force, gentle reader, it is because it is beyond the Ken of human endeavor to portray in one volume, a complete re¬ sume of this, the golden year of our Alma Mater, so varied in its scope and pre-eminent in all its activities. But, if in after years, when Time, that inevitable and unyielding destroyer of boon companionship, has effaced from the mind many of the pleasant associations and fond recollections of our Alma Mater, one may turn to these humble pages upon which will still remain fact, face and droll ejaculation that will immediately conjure up from the innermost recesses of the mental reservoir, incidents that were emblazoned upon the mind in the purple twilight of yesterday, when we stood upon the threshold of the world and gazed askance upon the long road that winds through the foothills to the mountain heights beyond, we feel as if our endeavors have not been in vain.

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iJ ] To graduate from College is to begin. You, who are soon to bid farewell to the scenes you hold so dear, are but in the primary stages of development. You have not yet seen beyond the limited sphere of “professional adolescence” bounded by the tangent planes of college preparation. But may the four years you have spent here; the edu¬ cation which you have gained; the ideals which you have acquired; and the principles you have inculcated be, in later life, a foundation for greater and nobler deeds. May you be the red-blooded he-men that A. M. should have made you; may each of you be a man among men and a living testimonial of A. M.’s obligation to the tax-payers of the Lone Star State. For four long years you have steered the old ship of ’21 upon the high seas of Higher Education and you are still on deck. Now with deft and experienced movement you are carefully gliding into the harbor, evading the hidden shoals that lurk beneath the placid surface of a peaceful sea. Soon the last storm of final examinations will be brewing but the cherished Port of Graduation will be dimly seen by those of you equipped with the binoculars of conscientious effort and devotion to duty. When you have safely landed, you are but on the sea coast of that continent of life whose rugged mountains lift their seemingly insurmountable peaks heavenward and look down in defiance upon you preparing for the transcontinental trip of life. We want you to remember us wherever you may go. To make friends is the science of nature but to keep friends is the science of Man. As long as the rivers flow oceanward, as long as our love for old A. M. shall last, your honor, your glory and your name will abide with us whatever lands may call you.