Cornell College - Royal Purple Yearbook (Mount Vernon, IA)

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Eehinatiun BISHOP THOMAS NTOHOLSON JAMES ELLIOTT HARLAN D. D., LL. D. PresidenT-EmeriTus A. M., LL. D. As one dreams back Through The eighTy years ThaT are Cornell's hisTory iT is Tine and wonderTuI To see There The ennobiing marks OT The works OT greaT men. Cornell is as greaT as iTs greaTesT men. To Two OT These we are dedicaTing our book. BoTh OT Them have walked back and TorTh across our campus This year and greeTed us in The same Triendly way They did our TaThers and moThers beTore us. BOTh OT Them sTand OUT as greaT men in The Cornell rosTer. To Bishop Thomas Nicholson and PresidenT-EmeriTus James E. Harlan we res'oecTTuTly dedicaTe This book.

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jnremnrh There's a coaTing oT dusT over The Tamfly album on The parlor Table, or else iT has been shoved in behind a row oT LiTerary Guild publicaTions in The bookcase. The I89O smiles and Tash- ions no longer hold a memory Tor usp They're only good Tor a laugh or Two. All The same, in This I934 ediTion oT The Cornell yearbook, iT is our aim To Tollow in The paTh oT The Eugenie haT, puTT sleeves, and peg-Top Trousers back To I89O, To revive again The spiriT oT The old Tamily album oT ThaT era, as iT saT day aTTer day beside The sTereoscope on The leTT end oT The parlor Table. To record The evenTs oT The year iusT closing in a TascinaTing, moving chronicle-This is our ambiTion. We hope The book is gay and colorTul and elaboraTe, Tor ThaT was The Tone oT Those happy years iusT ahead oT our cenTury. l-lerein you will Tind Tive pages dividing our subiecT inTo Tive diTTerenT secTions. Cn each oT These pages is an old picTure oT The college you aTTend. To assure your recognizing The spoT iT is well, we Think, To label Them. One is Main T-Tall in horse-and- buggy days: one is Ash Park beTore gridirons were popular: anoTher is Old Sem when iT wasn'T so old: sTill anoTher is oT The easT campus in pre-Library days: and The lasT is an I89O varieTy oT social group.

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Fair old Cornell! Fair old Cornell! 'Round Jrhee our memories dwell. Thy wooded slope, Jrhy lempled sleep Call back lo old Cornell! Thy vine-clad walls, Thy sloried halls Sland where The shadows slarml across The hill Al' old Cornell! Fair old Cornell!