University of Santa Clara - Redwood Yearbook (Santa Clara, CA)

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THE REDWOOD. BOB arde:n-s brother. It was a jolly party that all but filled the noon train to La- guna, jolly in spite of the fact that every individual of the party realized that he was approaching the walls of a College where work was to be the predominant feature of the next ten months. Some, it is true, looked forward to a life of ease and pleasure; but they were destined for the hardest of all hard work — killing time. As the first view of the distant College b urst upon the mixed gath- ering of students a momentary silence held them bound and they looked anxiously through the open windows. Soon however, a vigorous out-burst of college yells betokened the spirit with which they were returning to I aguna. In one corner of the car a joy- ous sextet set up an impromptu parody on one of the popular airs and the youthful quips worn and ragged from use upon every year ' s return were bandied back and forth in new and startling forms. Valises and overcoats were hastily collected and as many iiS possible gathered on the platforms singing and cheering ve- hemently; yet withal a little dull pain at heart directed their thoughts back to the scenes of home. A few miles as yet separated them from the College and the train leaped joyfully through orchards and meadows rich with a variety of scents and hues that might almost rival the world- famed Tempe. Now green and golden where the peaches nestled in cradles of luxuriant foliage, now purple and silvery where the ripening prunes hung in healthful abundance, again all a silvery green with olive trees clad in their perennial garb — the scene was more like an avenue of Eden than an approach to I aguna Uni- versity. The students took inspiration from the surrounding grandeur and felt as if they were approaching a fairy land instead of the dull precincts of a College whose pinnacles were now seen towering over the foliage and the golden hands of the chapel clock glistened in the noon-day sun. At length the depot was reached. Wild shouts, as it were of triumph, filled the air and the noisy students descending in a crush from the car steps and rushing about for baggage and bun-

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THE REDWOOD. are deeply and forever grateful. We can never pay to our Alma Mater what we owe her. The very least however, we can do is to love her and to wish her well. But, as she told us when we were leaving these familiar scenes, it is not by elaborate com- pliments, but by our good conduct and steady habits that we can show that we wish success to our college home, and therefore, we should exert every muscle, sinew and nerve in endeavoring to be come good citizens of the world. It is by doing our work sub- stantially, not superficially, that we contribute our share to the at- tainment of progress in our respective communities, as well also our share to the well deserved credit of our Alma Mater. We may express our sense of gratitude in more ways than she asks or expects of us. Would that her children, so bountifully endowed by her, had raised up ere now an enduring temple of brick and stone making her free and above every want to scatter her riches on countless generations! Happiness and prosperity forever reign within thy walls, oh. Alma Mater, peace and contentment to thy loving sons, and may they continue to ascend gloriously and victoriously the paths of truth which herein shine resplendently on every side. And whilst for some, the youngest among us, the brows of the future may be radiant and fair they can never compare, as we shall dis- cover, with the withered leaflets of the past. ' ' For dear is each dead leaf and dearer each thorn in the wreaths which the brows of our past years have worn. Rev. Joskph P. McQuaid«, A. B. ' 88.

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THE REDWOOD. dies announced to the quiet town-folk that they had come. Old Roman was there gathering their checks, and he smiled with a good natured smile of welcome to the old boys and looked scrut- inizingly at the group of strangers who were waiting for some of the wise ones to start the march Collegewards. It was but a short distance to the campus and the boys hur- ried along in groups of two or three, for the most part, and soon realized that they were back for another year. The new comers stood aside and admired the spirit and jollity of their future com- rades, contrasting it with the spirit of former colleges. Jack Demerrit, the yard leader, had already attracted a goodly crowd of students and arrangements were made for a general dis- cussion among the Demerrit clique as to the prospects for the com- ing year. At an early hour in the afternoon the ' Inseparables ' (such was the name afl xed to Jack ' s coterie) gathered together at the old oak which for years had been the sanctum of the yard leading faction. For fully an hour they sat beneath the wide spreading branches, planning and plotting as only students can for the year ' s work, telling their vacation experiences and lament- ing the loss of old friends, till at length the all-absorbing topic of footballl was begun. All the ' ' Inseparables except Doc Dirk whose penchant was for things less strenous, were players of more or less efficiency. Three of the six were entitled to wear the white L, while the other two were considered promising candi- dates for the same mark of distinction. So it was natural for such a gathering to discuss football possibilities. They talked about the old players who were left and about the new material, until the conversation was turned to those who would no longer don the the padded armor in the battles for Laguna ' s honor. Frank Nunn and Bob Arden, their late leaders, were the principal heroes who came up for consideration. Of the former they spoke long and affectionately. He had been a true friend to them, as we have seen and they deeply regretted their loss, for Frank was not to re- turn to Laguna. But it was of Bob Arden that the longest and highest enconiums were spoken. Bob had been one of the most popular fellows Laguna had ever seen. A football and baseball star, a crewman and a debater, he was admired by all. It was however his goodness of heart, his