Columbia University School of Dental and Oral Surgery - Dental Columbian Yearbook (New York, NY)

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CODOS, i 91 8 It is no more a question of profession, but one of patriotism, love for one ' s country and its honored traditions, respect for one ' s ideals, so it matters but little what we are called upon to do, provided we do our share. The self and the ego must be completely eliminated, for we are only part of the intricate mechanism the task of which is to create freedom and liberty. The training we have received during the last three years is now to be put to practical use. Whether it is put to actual practice in dental work or not matters little, for, aside from the training our college work has given us in our profession, it has added to that mental balance which makes men more fit to do any kind of work with greater ease. No matter in what capacity we shall aid in the war of liberation, this training will be helpful to us, even as it will be when the great victory has been won, and we shall return to take up our life ' s profession. None of us should feel that his task, whatsoever it may be, is unimportant. In a war where the world ' s freedom is at stake, where the fate of entire nations hangs in the balance, where the weak must be protected and right upheld, each one must do his best at any task, and we as college men should be capable of doing it so much the better. Every muscle must be strained to the last fibre and every mind to the last nerve, to push forward to the Great Goal, without the attainment of which, life will not be worth the living. These are the principles which have been instilled in us during the last three years, which have been devoted to making as good dentists of us as we are patriots. The highest ethical ideals are involved in both. So, when we go forth from our illma Mater within a few days, let us remember all these things; that a pro- fession is of no value unless it can be of the highest type; that the ideal of our profession now and always must be carried out in our ideal of life, in our love and respect for our country, and our willingness to aid her. Paul D. Elkind. Twenty

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HERE has perhaps been no year in the by more serious or more important circu and Eighteen. As a rule, departing students we in them during their college career; to only for personal benefit, but for the be it was a joyful entry into life with but into faithful and honest practice what had been learnt. But now there is a serious note that has not ru well nigh unknown to us. We are in the throes of an expression. Not only is the present peace of the unive We, too, now about to leave the comparative quiet of We, too, will be called upon to aid in it. A foe is threatening the world with destructio dread reality, stringent as death itself. Even though cloud for some time, it has been out of our pale; rather ing in such terms. But now all this is done. Within Surely at such a time one cannot help but be ser of elation, for I am sure that there is not one among us share for the liberation of the people of the world, to be permitted to aid in the work of the elimination of history of our college when a class departed attended mstances than our class, the Class of Nineteen Hundred re exhorted to uphold the principles and ideals instilled do only the highest type of ethical work; to work not nefit of humanity and the profession as well. In a way, few grave thoughts. It was but a question of putting ng for many and many a year and which is, in fact, upheaval of such importance as to be almost beyond rse at stake, but the future of every nation is involved, study halls, must take part in this gigantic struggle. n; and now, more than ever, we are confronted with a we have been aware of the presence of this threatening were we busy with pleasure — if I may refer to study- a few short days we shall be called upon to do our bit. ious. Yet this seriousness is not unmixed with a feeling who is not inspired at the prospect of doing his or her Is there one among us who does not consider it a n honor the world foe? Nineteen

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SI)? IMnrnt? Mm CODOS, i 9 i 8 There ' s a man in the world who is never turned down Wherever he chances to stray; He gets the glad hand in the populous town, Or out where the farmers make hay. He ' s greeted with pleasure on deserts of sand, And deep in the aisles of the woods: Wherever he goes, there ' s a welcoming hand — he ' s The Man Who Delivers the Goods. The failures of life sit around and complain The gods haven ' t treated them white; They ' ve lost their umbrella whenever it rains, And they haven ' t their lanterns at night; Men tire of failures who fill with their sighs The air of their own neighborhoods; There ' s a man who is greeted with love-lighted eyes — he ' s The Man Who Delivers the Goods. » One fellow is lazy and watches the clock, And waits for the whistle to blow; One has a hammer with which he will knock, And one tells a story of woe. And one if requested to travel a mile Will measure the perches and rods; But one who does his stunt with a whistle and smile — he ' s The Man Who Delivers the Goods. One man is afraid he ' ll labor too hard, The world isn ' t yearning for such; And one man is ever alert — on his guard- Lest he put in a minute too much. One has a grouch on, a temper that ' s bad, And one is a creature of moods; So it ' s me for the joyous and rollicking lad — for The Man Who Delivers the Goods. — Anonymous Twenty-One