University of California Berkeley - Blue and Gold Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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Editorial Staff, Continued Debating CHARLES KASCH The College Year HOWARD HAMEL KRUEGER ELDA ECGERT Fraternities CHERYL ALICE MERRILL FRANK SAMUEL HUHSON Clubs RUTH WETMORE SHINX BENJAMIN HARRISON MADDOX Art Staff MARGARET FRANCES ' ITTER WILLIAM WIGHTMAN NORTON ARTHUR BURTON DALY BERXICE BROXSOX AEE APPLETOX GEORCE CHARLES JEXSEN Photographs I- ' RANK SAMUEL Hi-nsox LOUISE HOWARD CLARENCE WALL HOBBS GEORGE CULLEN CRCWE MARK KRXEST SAID Cartoons THOMAS DIBBLEE COOPER PAUL BOVARD HAMMONH ILLIAM HENRY GREENLAW. JR. STANLEY DEMALAYNF. COWDEN WILLIAM GOOURICKE DONALD Managerial Staff Manager JOHX PIKE Associate Manager WINXIFRED LOUISE HUNT Assistants RALPH BROOKS HIGH ALBERT JOHN EVERS MAY DOLORES LEFEVRE LOUISE HOWARD DAVID THORNTOX BABCOJK ROSS L ' ESTRANI E MAHON

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The Campus Gates Christina Krysto, ' 09 r him who first enters the campus, there is but one way along which he might pass, and each and every freshman has trudged over this selfsame path, the path which leads from the western entrance. It is a perplexing path, for the ordinary, everv-day world is still scarcely left behind, and its din still sounds in his ears, while the campus itself is but a maze of trees and paths, and green plots where men work, and nothing definite greets the eye of the new- r. The vivid visions of college are fast leaving, but no new visions come to take their place. Thus he walks on step after step, now in chilling shadows, in a patch of warm sunlight, around the curves of the road, which still seem to lead nowhere. Life seems a little lonely, and often the desire to turn back is strong, but by now. the gate itself is lost to view and he trudges on. Then little by little some definite parts of the campus appear. The fresh- man pauses by the cinder track, is forced out upon the drill field, wanders into Harmon Gymnasium, swings a few clubs, dances a waltz or two. Then the buildings claim him. now this, now that an occasional stroll into the Library, a plunge into politics at North Hall steps. Xo longer is the scene indistinct or confused, he sees the purpose, the plan of it all. and he loves to stand on the it walk beneath the flagpole and watch the later freshmen wandering up the same path, open mouthed, pausing now here, now there. All too soon has he learned the campus, all too soon is he ready to leave. The countless multitude has all come in through the one gate, has looked at the same trees, has debated over the same paths. But no one ever leaves by the Western Gate, that path can never again be taken. And the paths which lead leparting are count