Albany College of Pharmacy - Alembic Yearbook (Albany, NY)

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ew' awww The Class of Nineteen Sixteen presents this hook to those whose interests and sympathies are closely connected with the experiences herein portrayed. Mwmmm

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In part the reason is the spirit of the times, for it must be confessed that to a degree this same concept is prevalent in almost every walk in lifeg in part to the system of education now popular, which is content with the student's passing many courses of which he knows but little or nothing when he has finished, a system which wastes his time over 'isms and lologies, few of which he is ever likely to use and finally graduates him unable to spell, scarcely able to write and totally unfamiliar with the rule of three, and in part it is not unlikely to the inadequacies of the instructor himself. That my words may not seem to you to be merely my habit of mind, let me quote in closing the words of the head of one of the most famous prep schools in this country, The boy who starts in at a ' prep' school or anywhere else with a policy of ' getting by 3 will have a lot of reforming to do if ever he gets where he ought to go. ' Getting by' stands at one extremeg Emerson's dictum ' Hitch your wagon to a star' stands at the other. S. L. D. ml? .l I 'll dba 20

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lgiatnrg nf Gilman nf IEIIE Hello, there! Have a good summer? 'I Where were you work- ing? 'Where are you rooming? Such were the remarks heard around the Albany College of Pharmacy on the twenty-eighth day of September, nineteen hundred and nfteen. Eagle street rang with the sound of students' feet, and the residents awoke from their slumber to another winter of noise and hastening figures. Un this great day the Seniors. returning from their summer practice, greeted each other hilariously and were greatly envied by the quiet, fresh new juniors who stood one side and looked jealously on, as jokes and summer experiences were told among the upper classmen. Over in one corner stood a long, lank youth, with dark hair and eyes, bearing a certain dignined air and look which - well, he has lived up to that air and look, for he is our Valedictorian. Polly was always quiet and dignihed, although the boys do say he isn't always so quiet. This year he has played on our basketball team and, as always, ranked well. Near the door, sitting up on that shelf known to all because it was here where Doc Huested placed all our checks, bills and love letters, were three girls. They looked very timid and retiring. Time has shown us, however, that they were not so, but were overcome by the aged and learned Seniors. Two were sisters and the other-our beloved Bill Taft. This, our first day at college, was spent in enrolling and becoming acquainted with rooms, boarding houses and fellow students. In the even- ing Opening took place, and the juniors were very noticeable by their presence and the Seniors by their absence that first night. Dr. Tucker welcomed the old and new students back, and Dr. Huested and Prof. Dillen- back spoke to us also. Our Microscopy teacher, Dr. Dawes, gave a very interesting talk which was rather misleading to us poor juniors, for he gave us the impression that we were going to have a wonderful time in his classes. VVe did-yes, if we did just exactly as he told us. VVe certainly were a trial to him. A man we all grew to respect was present, but as usual said little. This was always his wayg still he accomplished a great deal and was always a friend indeed whenever one was in need of an advisor. Taken all in all, our nrst day at college was a success, and the next day we took up the regular work of the college and welcomed the new men who 23