Aquinas Institute - Arete Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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boys Catholic High School To Be First Undertaking Of Proposed Aquinas Institute As told in The Times-Union yester-afternoon, a bill was introduced vthe Senate at Albany, yesterday, “ |jator Jams L. Whitley of Roch-Uyidiftg; for the .establishment pration i| 0f X. Kelly, J. Adam Kreagr, James M. Mangan, Michael H. Shea, Peter A. Vay and Francis J. Tawman, all of Rochester, are namerlin the bill as the, incorporators, S he boar trustees.. Tho folio? top Thj hitley Bill Incorporates Catholic College Of Higher nation In Rochester Al TOTH ; ——• LOitt “E” IN BILL CHARTERING CATHOUC COLLEGE IN ROCHESTER SPOILS SURPWSE FOR BISHOP THAT SENATOR HAD IN VIEW lbany. March 2.—r Senator James I was a V ely disappointed

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A TThc Trete vain. Eternity looms ahead, swiftly his useless life ebbs. Then, as Death wrecks his puny frame, the just Judge sends his soul into eternal misery. Here, by your side is a friend, a lad who has but begun earth’s great adventure, the sail of life. Yet, even now, each moment is carrying him on to its end. He gathers around him true men, men longing and laboring for the state beyond life. Every footstep he points toward heaven. Petty troubles come to him, great trials weigh as lead on his breast yet he holds to his way. Grave, enduring afflictions test his manhood; tenaciously, relentlessly, they hold on. His earthly path is a rough, rocky road. Over every stony crest he goes, traveling always onward. All his strength he exerts to make captive the few realities of life. His alert mind realizes how brief is existence, for he hastens yet faster; his full soul appreciates the value of virtue, for he strengthens it at each turn. Older he grows, yet older; further he goes, yet further; the end is coming close. Now, slowly life is slipping; earth is fading. Then, with a loving, longing, last word to God he gives himself unto Death. The just, yet the all merciful, Judge with divine countenance smiles his welcome to eternity in heaven. We are about to leave port with the boatman; we are ready, now, to begin the great sail of life. We must choose either voyage with its inevitable end. Come, let us weather the stormy stream of virtue with a steadfast boatman and God-fearing friends! May we, when we come to the river’s end, when we sail into the boundless ocean of eternity, gaze on the smiling face of a loving God; may He welcome every one of us to the celestial mansion of Christ, the King! Gregory V. Drumm. Dn deputation The reputation of any man Is but what he seems to others, But what he is in their mean minds, Be they foes or kindred brothers. It stands, built up of thinnest glass, Held taut by puny reeds, Resting insecure on moulds of sand, ’Tis shattered by words, not deeds. Years of patience, years of work Clothe it, that the world may view; Defended by thousands, yet only in thought, It is shorn by the voice of a few. The soldier prone with open breast Who lies silent in pain and fear, Like to it cannot requite himself When attacked by rent or jeer. Character the soul, Reputation the body, One eternal, the other mortal; One rests in the eyes of men, The other is judged at heaven’s portal. Howard P. Slavin. twenty-six

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A TThe Tret r tben to ( ob N the annals of Rochesterian Catholicity, September twenty-ninth, nineteen hundred twenty-five will remain an outstanding date. On that day the new housing of Aquinas Institute was consecrated to the divine purpose of its existence. If the resplendency of ceremony is measured by beauty and duration, that employed in its dedication was amply eminent and rich. It marked the death and regeneration of the material Aquinas. The pitiless solemnity of Time’s great clock regards two termini for all temporalities; the one we call birth; the other, death. As one body starts on its irresistible journey from the first, another rounds the final cornice of the latter and vanishes into oblivion. Death is but rebirth. By death we are shorn of all that is unlovely; we are arrayed in pure splendor. Having emerged from her ugliness in Frank Street, Aquinas, to us who knew her of old, was clothed in a boundless excellence. When we perceived the beauty of the present structure, we beheld as it were the spirit of our old red-brick school cleared of all pollution. Aquinas, it seemed, had been subjected to the alternate revolution of rebirth, which was solemnized by the dedicatory service. The day was opened to the ensuing activities by that most august and most lofty of ceremonies, the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass. We had as guest and celebrant, His Eminence Cardinal Hayes, who officiated during the entire day. At Mass, the senior class and the lay faculty received Holy Communion. Later, Cardinal, Bishops, and Priests assembled at the auditorium whence, in a body, they performed the blessing. Again in the auditorium, we listened to the first of three addresses which His Eminence delivered on that day. In the afternoon and evening the Cardinal talked to such laymen as the assembly hall could accommodate. The keynote of these talks was the important place which Catholic education holds in the scholastic field. In each was stressed the need of combining the guidance of the Church with the formation of those impressions that derive character. The notable action of the afternoon was the raising of our nation’s flag. Unfurled from the hands of a Prince of Christ’s Church, it flaunted its brilliant stars and stripes above our heads, and below (the only emblem which may surmount it), the Cross. This scene before our school, Old Glory waving beneath the symbol of our Faith, was indicative of what our Alma Mater represents and inculcates, a sacred learning combined with secular instruction, a spiritual union and a patriotic loyalty. We bear as our standards the mightiest emblems of the universe, the Cross and the Stars and Stripes. Vincent Sullivan. twenty-eight