DYouville College - DYouvillian Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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----as-age s 0746 JDE! W- ' ' 1,504 e. ,R ey , many an animated conversation. All of which provided excellent training for our Junior debate. Our wits were quickened in refuting the claims of suburbanitesg our tongues were sharpened-we knew how to take a victory, and who will say that this was of no avail. We feel that we owe much of our success and happiness to our victory over the gentleman- comely, tall, and black as jet. Each year we were privileged to make a special attack upon his wiles, and were rewarded each time with a fuller realization that Out of the scabbard of the night By God's hand drawn, Flashes His shining sword of light, And lo-the dawn. Like other classes, we have enjoyed our retreats, our schf' rship, our proms, but to us there has been something always to differentiate them from those of the others'. Ours truly have been the ne plus ultra. With what delight will we in the future return to those happy hours! We will laugh again at Mary Lawler's illustrated edition of Othello, and once again we will be amused and intensely interested by Kay Mundie's psychic moments. Pleasant memories will be ours in abundance. Thus ends our narrative. We may not be children of fame, but that is an idle thought, for Fame is a food that dead men eat, I have no stomach for such meat. In little light and narrow room, ' They eat it in the silent tomb, With no kind voice of comrade near To bid the feaster be of cheer. But we have known Friendship, . . . a nobler thing. 'Of Friendship it is good to sing. For truly when a man shall end, He lives in memory of his friend, Who doth his better part recall And of his fault make funeral. And so, if our history, of supreme importance to us, be but slightly known to the world at large, it is because, like Isaac Walton, we possess the wise man's contempt for publicity. -ALMA HICKEY One Hmidred 'Twentyfone

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Q. I 'ix th f ,X asa-Q UK' pf ogy WA - it I so ....a ,Vac fa Q 62 J ' px':F,a., Qdesegg.-g.....- f i X II-fy S 2 - if f w e Our Own Theme S ongs Should I Reveal Exactly How I Feel? . . . ANNE DORGAN Mary Lou ..... . . DEE DELAHUNT Cryin' for the Philippines . , GERTRUDE CAMPBELL Chant of the Jungle . . , WINNIE MARIEN When Francis Dances With Me . . HELEN MCDONALD Oh Johnny! , . , . MARION CONDREN I'm A Dreamer . IRENB HAMILTON She's So Unusual . . MARY LAWLER Oh Kay! . . MAROIE AND PEGGY The Fresh Air Twins: Irene Brown and Gertrude Geiger. Observation upon Marion's ten o'clock lunch: Marion, do you eat breakfast at home? SPECIAL NOTICE: This paragraph is the reward of diligence and persistence in going after what one wants. A young lady has, during the past six or seven months, begged, demanded, implored and beseeched that her name be mentioned at least three times in the 1930 D,YOUVILLIAN. So here it is , and in big letters, too! SARAELLEN MUNDIE SARAELLEN MUNDIE SARAELLEN MUNDIE We hope she likes it. Heard on the fourth floor: How does the Inilkman get 'way up there to leave the milk on Catherine Dwyer's windowfsill? One Hundred Twentyfthree