Albright College - Speculum Yearbook (Reading, PA)

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HIIIIHIIHIHIHIIIHIIIIHIllIllIIHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIlllllllllllllllllllll Senior Class History 'Z ,-: HE Class of 1916 will, ere long, leave these halls of study and go out into F Q the world of active service. Before departing, we wish to leave with you a brief record of our activities, in the hope that it may rouse the L+' 4 - classes that follow to similar ideals and ambitions, to the true ideal of life. It was in September, 1912, that the Class of 1916 came into being, when we gathered at Albright from far and near. Some of us were plainly green and strangers in the landug others were more at home here, and they aided the strangers. In a few days that Class of 1916 was a compact, strong organization, which still maintains its strength. Though young and untried, that organization showed its strength in the skill and ease with which we broke up an attempt of the Sophs to leave for their banquet. Later, again manifesting our superior cunning and strategy, we hied to Lebanon and joyously celebrated our first an- nual banquet. The remainder of the year was industriously devoted to work and study. The following year, as Sophomores, we kindly, skillfully and carefully guarded and directed the destines of the new class, and instructed them in some of the mysteries of college life, lessons which, we are glad to note, they have not for- gotten. A spirit of loving helpfulness and kind direction was ever maintained by us toward them, and we taught them the manner of an ideal class. One Nfonday, November 3, 1913, to be exact, our class walked out in a body and proceeded to Lancaster for our Sophomore banquet, a great success. On the return trip, I-lottyw and Rohry quarreled for the privilege of sitting beside our chaperon, lVIiss Leininger. Later in the year, they became reconciled, and were among the nine of our worthy brethren, who enjoyed a vacation not listed in the calendar. Our Junior year was marked by the choice of a class pin and the publication of the 1916 Speculum. The crowning glory of the year was the Junior Prom, on Nfohn Hall Campus, on the evening of Nlay 22, 1915, rounding out the great program of May Festival week. No social event at Albright has equalled that Prom, and the Class of 1916 is justly proud. Though bad weather threatened, it was a grand success, and all said it was Worthy of becoming an established social event in school-life. We hope it may be so. Our Senior year is now drawing to a close. The year has been marked by steady, consistent work by all. There have been a few recreation times such as that famous Hhusking-bee, an apple-dumpling feed, and others. Our work has gone on, and we have toiled and striven faithfully, toward the goal set up. Though reduced in number, our spirit is still strong, and our ideal bright. NVe are about to go out and fill our places in the world, where we will find work to do and loads to lift. Commencement Day will soon have come, and then sadly will we bid farewell to you and to Alma Mater dear. Our motto Ich dien. constitutes not only a motto for school, but an ideal for life. These words have been and ever shall be before us. Life here has been merely preparation for greater service in the world and for the world. Class work has been only a means to that end. This our motto we leave as a legacy to those who follow, and it is written also on our hearts. As we go forth, we say to you who are preparing for a life of service, be animated by such an ideal and remember 'EO Be strong. We are not here to play, to dream, to drift. We have hard work to do, and loads to lift. Shun not the struggle, face it, 'tis Gods giftf' Latimer A. Dice, 316. 26 nlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!lllllllllIIlIllllllllllllllllIIlIlllllllIIIIHIIIIIIIIIlllllllIIIIlllllllIIIIHIIHIIIIIIIIIVIIllllllllIllIllllIliIIIIIIIIIIlIlllllllIllIlllllllIIIIllllIIlllllllllIIilllllllIlllllllllIIlUlllllillllllllllIIllllllllHIIlllllllIIIIlllllllIIIIllllHIHIIIIIIlIIlllllllllIllIlllllllIllIIIIIHIIllllllllllIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIHIlllllllIllllllllllllllll IlllllIIIIlllllllllllllllllIllIlllllllllllllllllIllIlllllllllllllllllIlllllllllllllIllIllllllllllIIIIlllllllllllllllllIllIllllllllllHIllllllllllllllllllIllIlllllllllllllllllIIIIIVIIHIHIIIIllllllllllllllllllIIIIllllllllllHIllllIllIllllllllllIIIllllllilllllllllllIIIlllllllllilllllIlllllllllllllllllllllll'

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