Bloomsburg University - Obiter Yearbook (Bloomsburg, PA)

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BSNS Onward, Twent3?-One ! Nestled snug amidst the mountains, That fade in the far-off blue, Stands our Hill-Top Alma Mater, Home of mem ' ries fond and true. Autumn brought the scene of launcliing On ambition ' s upward way. While the gleam — our hearts high — callin ' g — Led us on from da to day. Through the fleeting months we labored, And we triumphed o ' er all. Until June proclaimed the parting And we answered duty ' s call. E ' en afar though we may wander, Still o ' er us we feel thy sway, (juiding us to realms of wonder. Where we see the dawn of da. ' . Gratitude no language measures. And our hearts are brimming o ' er, Bearing thanks to our dear teachers, Guiding Twenty-One to shore. Now we look through Time ' s dim portal, In our hearts a glad refrain. For the way is winding upward. And we jiear Work ' s earnest strain. Yes, the way is clearl - shining. As the golden-tinted West, And the way we are pursuing Is in sunset colors drest! Then to noble Alma Mater, Glory, love, and honor be : For the wisdom Thou hast taught us, Ma ' we sing our praise to thee. Ail ! let us our class keep always Highest of the noble iiigh ; To her name we sing our praises, ' Till they echo to the sky. Knowledge now her doors has opened. In our hands has placed the key; And to each of us is beckoning As we bid farewell to thee. Classmates, our farewells are spoken, Our life work must be begun; Each must strive to bring some glory To the name of Twent -One. — £. BiiRNiCE Pritchard. Page Six

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BSNS Should you ask me whence these stories, Whence these legends and traditions? I slioiild answer, I should tell oii — From (lie sunn ' hours together, From the ila s of happ ' friendship — When assembletl in our wigwanr in our hill top Alma Mater Round the council fires we gathered, there to hear great tales of wonder — There to muse upon a future Huilded, pictured, by our teachers, the great warriors of knowledge. Hush! the sun is slowly setting, sinking far below tlie mountains Coasting far the shades of evening, Shades of ev ' n upon them Hark the night bird softly calls us — softly trills to us a farewell Fare-thee-well Oh braves and maidens, Fare-thee-well of loved wigwam ' Fill we ineet in sweet reunion. In the land of brightened future. In the land of the Hereafter. Page Five

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,BSNa Obiter Staff WILBUR S. FORES.MAN Editor-in-Chief IJEATRICE D. THOMAS Editress JENNIE C. COOKE Associate Editress EDWARD R. REITER Business Manager EDNA M. SIEGEL Assistant Business Manager MABEL D. KRAFT Art Editress ELEANORA C. SHANNON ] •, ■ KATHERINE McCOLLUM ( Paye Sei ' en