University of Florida - Tower / Seminole Yearbook (Gainesville, FL)

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CLASS OF 1913 LAW PROSE. The class of nineteen thirteen needs no eulogy. Moreover, self-praise is more than half scandal. Wherefore, .standing on the broad basis of the law. We place ourselves on a lofty pedestal Where all the common herd may gaze in awe Upon the majestic mien of those Learned in the noble science That forms the safeguard of human rights. The guardian of our sacred institutions The Bulwark of Society. To ourselves we burn the Incense Of Adoration. Bow the knee of abject homage. Kiss the Earth. Prostrate our sacred selves In recognition of Learning Wisdom and Skill. Adaptnesa in technicalities and Intricacies With which the Courts hedge themselves about. Of the skill with which we wield Weapons of legal combat. Match wit with wit And strive By every human ingenuinty To right wrongs. We look ahead and see in hope Careers of note— Supreme Court Bench or Senate seat. or. perchance A J. P. Court. Of the Past, it is enough— We have weathered the storms Of undergraduate days. Through daily quiz and examination We have pursued A steadfast course Until at last WE are rewarded— This day we take our place Among the lawyers of our Land To administer Justice.

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IIASCO.M V. MATHIS. Hornby. Ktecida. Hadutor of John Mart), all Suocl); Wix lf»» Wilton Club; IVirdwIj Po- litical CltV Kikma V. i» a typical I'WkU cracker, an eatysninr. cheerful. and h»i»i. tome lad. CccntrjT. at hr .tort, from 0 nvttronmcalt ol a well ordered cootf try We. he hat found hi in tell hapj-dy fillrtl be tie tuhjccl of Rtal Proi rrty, in «ixli he will 1t ) likely i| cutirr. lie it not what « tetme l a l tdy’t Man. hut jodciiir fiorn the c»j i»encct he relate , he tt ctulcelly vrrtol in the wtstomc art . Hit ehi 4 ilebyht on the cam put hat been to at-tetnhle with the crowd on the Th.xnat llall c«e«r. where he can evcrctte hi wit »n levity. A rood bit of hit |atl experience hat been at a pedacoiue. hut he i now a loyal adwocr • tv ancient townee «4 the law. SAMUEL OSCAK MILLER. A.B . I '.,lk tt n. f.a. Bach flor of I aim. f.oeutt f.terc InMilntc. I'Mvrtaity of vcorfta. 1007-00: U«l tertily ol Traat. iMf-i ; I.elaiHl Stanford Junior Unirertity, igto-ii; I'm teitltv o4 I’lnrida. iqii-ij. Bachelor of Artt. 1‘nircrtily «.| Heewla. t a• e; llaehrloe of bti. wij-I'rctnlcnt c.f the ceenWerl Semor Clattr al the I’nlvcrt'ty of Florida, ioi.- ij. I peak ol r»e at I am; nothing ratronite.

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SENIOR LAW CLASS HISTORY You, O Reader, who have gazed with awe upon our faces as portrayed in these pages, arrayed in the academic cap and gown, unwillingly thrust upon us, have perhaps conceived an erroneous opinion that we were always thus. Perhaps you recall times, entwined in memories of trips to the dentist, or of drowsing through preaching on a long hot Sunday, while the minister's voice seemed to grow fainter and fainter as the bench grew harder and harder, and while all out of doors was calling you, times, I say, when you were made to don your best clothes and the big uncomfortable, sailor collar, when with your hair carefully soaped and brushed, you fidgetted for what seemed ages before the camera, staring in wide-eyed wonder at the strange man whose head bobbed from beneath a green cloth only to make asinine grimaces at you. Did the resulting picture, showing a very self-conscious and uncomfortable boy, truly represent you ? Did it. I ask ? As with you, so with us. We are a band of very plain and ordinary mortals, as a more careful scrutiny of our likenesses will readily convince you. We doubtless conceal in our midst no future Marshall or Webster, no Calhoun or Clay, whose legal theories are now legal facts, or whose voice could move men to madness or soothe them to sleep—tho’ perhaps we may be able to unintentionally produce the latter efTect. We are a little band of plodders along the road of learning, and many of us have reached this milestone on the way of our journey by dint of no little hard work and sacrifices. We are much the same as the young men you know. We have chosen the calling which takes the troubles of others for its own. and by hard work and perseverance endeavor to smoothe the wrinkles of discord from the mantle of humanity. It is to this end we have labored, and now, as our last college days are slipping behind us. one by one, we present to you the story of our preparation.