Bucknell University - L Agenda Yearbook (Lewisburg, PA)

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1910 Class Poem ::; HE quick, clear call of the Future S J s, borne on the college air, And the waiting Senior listens For the message it may bear. His hope grows more strong and buoyant With the luring of the voice, And the joy of the new beginning Bids him make a worthy choice But there comes a gentle murmur From the voices of the Past, Of tender, happy memories, That with him shall ever last; And the Future ' s voice is fainter. As it echoes in his ear. For the joy of the new beginning Leads away from old joys here. Then the calmness of the Present Soothes him with its glad content, And he tarries in the sunshine Of the day so nearly spent. But the Future ' s voice comes nearer; It blends with his musing bright; And the joy of the new beginning Spreads round him a clearer light. Now the Future ' s call is stirring And can be no more denied. And the eager, hopeful Senior Turns towards the ways untried. His spirit responds and rises To the challenge of the call ; With the joy of the new beginning His courage can conquer all. 20

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1910 Class History BOR the last time the Class of 1910 wrtes its history for the L ' Agenda. Four short years we have worked and played at Bucknell as stu- dents and good comrades. Four short years? you ask. Yes, all too short now that the time is drawing so near when we must separate and each follow his own path and climb to his own goal. How far ofif 1910 seemed when we entered as Freshmen to begin our search for knowledge and how we longed for our Sophomore year to come when we should be masters of affairs and another class should regard our slightest wish. Not that we might take undue delight in the slaughter of the innocents, but that we might be the means of guiding the Freshmen ' s tender minds aright, and, by giving them some amusement and relaxation from their studies, prevent their becoming grinds and acquiring exaggerated opinions of themselves. Then in our Junior year how we delighted Prexy with our intelligence and learning everv morning at eight-fifteen. Surely we were a class well fitted to be the model for all other classes during our stay here, and even long after our departure to be held up as an ideal to be striven for by our suc- cessors. And now we are Seniors with all the dignity and learning belonging to that honored class. However, our dignity is not so overpowering as to pre- vent our having a jolly good time on all suitable occasions, nor is our thirst for learning so insatiable but that we can provide plenty of occasions. Any- one who was among those present at the Senior party or the Senior sleigh- ride will gladly bear witness to the truth of the last two statements. Yet, along with the honor of being Seniors there always comes the feel- ing of sadness that we must soon leave our Alma Mater and separate from the classmates who have been our friends for four years. Most of us are wondering what the next year will bring to us as we go out into the world to be teachers, preachers, doctors, lawyers, or whatever Fate may make of us ; but if we always keep before us the high standards, the lofty ideals that have been presented to us at Bucknell, which we as a class have tried to follow, we cannot help succeeding and making a name for ourselves. Then will the world hear of us and will be as proud of the individuals of our class as we ourselves now are of the class as a whole. So, with a feeling of regret and sorrow at parting, yet with bright hopes for the future, the Class of 19 10 closes this chapter of its history and says farewell to Bucknell. 19

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