Wesleyan College - Veterropt Yearbook (Macon, GA)

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I VETERROPT I IF Y our eyes will probably never fall on this page, but then nobody ever reads the foreword. It is one of necessary evils “born to blush unseen,” except to the eyes of two people, the one who writes it, and the one who sets up the type. In case you should ever see these lines, it will doubtless be on some hot summer afternoon to pass away the “aching time,” the “moments big as years.” To the casual reader, this appears as the genesis, prologue or what- not to the book; to the editorial rnono-maniac it comes as the revelation or post-script, which is penned after a year spent in soliciting “ads,” taking pictures, and in doing whatever and whomever we could to further the cause of the Annual. Due to the fact that the war was in progress when a great deal of the work was being done for the Annual, we have encountered a great many difficulties and disappointments. I ' he Senior Class, however, realizing that this is their last year in school (that is, they fervently hope so) and wish- ing to keep a record of some of the sweetest memories of their college days, has tried to make the Annual a success. That favored expression of most forewords “a true picture of our college life,” brings up the mental debate, as to whether it is a true repre- sentation or not. Do these pictures of Wesleyan’s fair daughters as they appear, dressed for the photographer, and does this infinite number of clubs, social and otherwise, reflect truly our every-day life? Certainly, we have left out those mental pictures of ourselves as we dash in for Sunday morning breakfast, and all the flunk cards, and hours of toil. Yet, does not our mind work the same way, and we remember only the pleasant part of the past four years. We know that there are many errors in this i NNUAL, and our friends will be apt to cite many others when they read these pages; but after all, we are only human, and we hope that you will be divine enough to forgive. It is with much trepidation that we enroll this brain-child among the ex-libris. May you derive more pleasure in reading it, than we have had in writing it, and if it causes your heart to soften as much as it caused us softening of the brain, then we are satisfied. Page Five :1 L

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