College of St Marys of the Springs - Yearbook (Columbus, OH)

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WL SWL JAWL JWI. JWWil'WI!!WI!!'WHlt '4L1 a . 0 I 0 I 0 I. 0 0 0 1 up 1: . 5 'up , 'avi' -.gp iv' 'N' 'V i 'Sli' mrfz-1-asswtafz.Jsm+m+m+z.r+w.+1c4fa 2+KMfsw+zJ+Q+f.A+Q+KJvk awake old fellow whose twinkling blue eyes see every side of human existence, but especially the comic side. No matter how apparently serious the thing may be, he can invariably find something funny in it. The old scamp exaggerates outrageously and has a quaintness, a drollery, a waggishness peculiar to himself. His humor disports itself in caricatures, car- toons and colored supplements. It is more of the head than Paddy's, less of the heart, though not without an occasional gleam of tenderness. Often, it must be confessed with shame, Uncle Sam's fun is grossly irreverent, and this spirit, together with his fondness for exaggeration, he has imparted to all his nieces and nephews who never know when a joke has been carried far enough, and who regard nothing as too sacred for buffoonery. Unfortu- nately, too, they have inherited from their English fathers a tendency to coarseness and thus further disfigure much of their really fresh and delightful humor. If we were some modern Paris seated on the mountain top, and John Bull, Paddy and Uncle Sam should come along in an airship bearing a golden apple of Discord on which was inscribed To the funniest, and should ask us to decide the merits of their respective claims, we should be sorely tempted to award the prize to Paddy: for he knows best how to distin- guish genuine humor from counterfeit. To him fun has no kinship with coarseness, brutality, licentiousness, and profaneness, but goes hand in hand with purity, love, pathos and wide- reaching sympathy. Pick out of mirth, like stones out of thy ground, Profaneness, filthiness, abusiveness, These are the scum with which coarse wits abound The fine may spare these well, yet not go less. All things are big with jestg nothing that's plain, But may be witty, if thou hast the vein. lid 'ftlllllt E ta tige detachee ,,. Pauvre feuille dessechee, Ou vas-tu?-je n'en sais l..'orage a brise le chene Qui seul etait mon soutien. De son inconstante haleine, Le zephir ou l'aquilon Depuis ce jour me promene De la foret a la plaine. De la montagne au vallon. Je vais ou le vent me mene, Sans me plaindre ou m'effrayer: Je vais ou va toute chose, Cu va la feuille de rose Et la feuille de laurier. MADYLIN AUGUSTIN, 'l3. fTranslationJ fl!! Eta! U V! HERE, from stem dashed away, Withered leaf, dost thou stray? rien, fir-55 As to that, why I do not know. The storm, the oak has liven, Erst my sole support, and lol By fickle winds I'm driven. The northern and western gales Toss me about in their breeze O'er the plains and thro' the trees. From high mountain tops to vales. I go where the winds please, Without murmur or fear- Where everything goes, Where petal of rose And leaf of green laurel grown sere. ARNAUL-1-, LAURA GALLAGHER, '12, 24

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ww - ww wuz PWIC . twig 5 mmf ' time 1 :Wie ' NWI RQSigIldI!0ll csovbomore Editiom HERE is no class, however bright an clever, !Yffe1g But some slow girls are there! There is no teacher, patient howsoever, But does at times despair! We Sophomores are surely no exception, To universal rule, For many seem to lack that quick perception, Of so much use in school! We see but dimly through the wars of Caesar. Geometry's a blank, Our English teacher, never do we please her, Though we've ourselves to thank. cl From Junior girls and such, 'Tis difficult to get outside assistance, And even if we urged with strong in They could not help us much. sistence, ' So the air is full of compliments inverted, And blame both looked and said: And still the Sophomores are uncon No contrite tear is shed. Let us be patient, these severe correc Not from ill will arise, verted, tions But oftentimes the Sister's predilections Assume this strange disguise. We must not work too hard, through fear of failing, But take our time for play, Perhaps what seems but effort unavailing Will win success some day. EDNA SNYDER -1-i.i....i.-...Q to a time First Zommunicant W They seem like a field of flowers, Those childish forms in white. As they gleam through the golden showers Of the altar's shimmering light: And flowers they must be, surely. Entwined at the Savior's feet, Reflecting I-lis grace so purely In faces so clear and sweet. Ecce, the priest is saying Agnus Dei, comes soft and slow, As the anxious hearts are praying And the little heads bend low. There is one to me seems fairest Of all the happy group: The fairest and the dearest ln all the saintly troop: And in my daylight dreaming, lt seems to me that now The lights of Heaven are streaming In a halo 'round her brow. Before the altar kneeling She seems but a dream of grace With invisible angels stealing The lilies from her faceg To place, instead, sweet roses To nestle on each cheek, While each in a way discloses The joy that her lips would speak. Dear Child, forever o'er you May l-leaven's best blessings play, !..ife's rugged path before you With peace and contentment lay: May the joys that today you cherish Increase as the years wear on, And the woes that would ,cloud them, p Till all but the good be gone. 25 , 'l 4. erish