Chicago School of Medicine and Surgery - Medicos Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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SENIORS Ealehiszturp Zlhhress M 12 P1'e.fident, Fellow Claffmatw, Relczzfiwf and F1'iend5.' The honor has been conferred upon me of addressing you at this, the final meeting of the class. It brings with it commingled feelings of joy and sadness- joy because we have attained the goal, so long sought-sadness, because of the severing of long and intimate friendships. Yet to all things there comes an end. To the shortest path and to the longest trail 'there comes an end. In the varied tongues of earth, we find a word with a common meaning-a word that draws the curtain on the brightest scenes of earthly life-that word to give utterance to which we have assembled here, that sad, sweet word farewell. , lt is with pride, fellow classmates, that we can look back upon the past few years. Pride because of the present realization of our ambition-and of our con- nections with this institution. And who shall challenge the right of this class to thrill with pride, that it holds the credentials of this great institution? and who may deem it strange that they take pride in this hour when theyjoin the hundreds who are holding aloft its standards in various parts of the country-their lives pledged to the loyal and loving service of humanity. It is to the older men in the profession at whose feet we have studied to whom we look to point out the good, and from there lives of service to mould ours-copy- ing thus the tendencies of men of all generations. lt is related by the silver tongued historian of ancient Greece that Pericles when harassed by foes from without and traitors from within was accustomed to retire to the Temple of Minerva and gazing upon the battered trophies of Leuctra and Thermopylae which hung upon its, walls-mute but eloquent reminders of the glories of Grecian arms and the triumph of Grecian statesmanship. By this we have relied upon your wisdom and your guidance. Here we have sought council and assistance from you, who have been so able and willing to bestow it. Now we launch our little craft-away from the shipyard-off the stocks-away from the master builder's hands. We go to battle with the waves where there shall be few to assist. Our own eyes must watch the compass and scan the chart. Our own hands must hold the rudder. If ever hours of dark defeat and failure come, bitterly will we rue the neglect we have paid your monitions, and when the banner waves high, with a glad shout of triumph, we will think of you, and say that to your wisdom and instruction we owe it all, and may we in after years look back with pleasure upon those men who taught us that A mighty science is the one that deals With man, the crowning masterpiece of life That Great machine of power in human strife Except its Primal mastery reveals the whole And can do all but create Anew or break the spell of death and may Indeed, Great human suffering allay Until it almost seems to baffle fate. Page I04 if I

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SENIORS To you, friends and relatives, interested in some' member of the class, be assured that they will, in every instance, endeavor to live up to the lofty ideals you may have set for them. May you say of them, that they have been in truth one more stielpfping stone toward that golden era of humanity and the universal monarchy o an. Fellow classmates, our college days are at an end. Here our friendships have grown into mutualaffection. We drank from the same fountain, have had the same brave thoughts, and high aspirations for the future. But, as I have said- there is an end. ' A It behooves us well to step cautiously as we cross the threshold and emerge into the dazzling sunlight, the deafening dim and the tumultuous whirl of the busy world. We have been instructed in our art, we have looked upon work as it should be done in our profession. Now it rests with us how well we have mastered it. Father Time will answer the question for us all. We would fain linger here but the words we might utter are too sacred. The solemn thought that this may be the last time the class shall meet unbroken, chills and awes every heart. Forgetting as we do the heart rends of class rivalry, let us bear away from this place the precious casket of true and lasting friendship. Comradesl Farewell!-God be with each and every one of us and if our next meeting place be in the Great Hereafter, may an unclouded path of glorious labor, toil and triumph, lead back and back, amid and beyond, the scenes of life to this time and this place where we now .say- Farewell GEORGE JOHNSTON Why gloat on all your yesterdays, Today is what you are The self upon which now you gaze 'Will give you future s par H Page IO5