Elmhurst College - Elms Yearbook (Elmhurst, IL)

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?|t0t0rg of ti}t ffllasH nf 1920 V7 HEN the sculptor is about to complete a work of art, upon which he has bestowed years of labor, he, seemingly impelled by some preternatural agency, lays his hammer and chisel aside, to indulge in a few moment ' s reflections. Before his mind ' s eye flashes the history of his production from the very moment of its conception up to its present stage of development. Smilingly he nods his approval. Although he dare not pretend to have reproduced the eternal idea of beauty in its highest state of perfection, he, nevertheless, revels in the thought of having in a way approached this ultimate type, in spite of all material limitations. Thus having assured himself that his work is all he could expect it to be, he administers with a determined hand the final strokes. This example of prudence is one that ought surely be followed by all who find themselves upon the eve of events of great moment. The class of 1920 is now about to terminate its career at Elmhurst College, and like the sculptor, we have deemed it wise to break away from the daily routine and surround ourselves with the recollections of the past, before we bid farewell to that spot with which our lives have become intimately associated. When the class of 1919 graduated, Elmhurst stood upon the brink of momen- tous changes. The plan was to elevate Elmhurst to the rank of a Junior College. However, the success of this plan was dependent upon the satisfactory solution of certain problems. One question which presented itself quite formidably was: Wlio is to constitute the Sophomore class of the college? As the most logical way out of this predicament, an earnest appeal was made to the 1919 graduates to supply the necessary material for the formation of that class. The appeal was not in vain, for eight of the graduates volunteered to return next fall. This was the origin of the class of 1920. Next fall found every member on deck to weather the wind and storm. The additional subjects which we tackled under able leader- ship were Philosophy, Psychology, Economics, Chemistry, and Hebrew. The course which had been prepared appealed to us from the start. With intense interest and with that inherent longing for new experiences urging us onward, we groped our way through the labyrinths of science. The experience was not very unlike that of entering a dark cavern. One is at first quite overwhelmed by the darkness of the place, but as the eyes gradually grow accustomed to this sudden change, things of rare beauty and splendor are unfolded to the astonished gaze. We will never regret our stay at Elmhurst. Above all we wish to voice our humble appreciation for everything that has been done in our behalf. Parting from Elmhurst is like parting from an old friend who has faithfully stood by you in times of joy as well as in times of grief. Sill, life is a constant shifting of scenes; a play, in which every human being acts his allotted part. We are almost at the end of another act, and already the drop-curtain is descend- ing, spiriting us away to other scenes of activity. Walter S. Mory. Ticen ty-two

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Beneath the shadows of the elms, Where the breezes gently sigh. We now may rest, and cast our thoughts Back o ' er the days gone by. The fleeting years have come and gone, Since first our timid gaze, Fell on these halls, where we may now Our shouts of triumph raise. With courage caught from nature ' s fire, We faced each stubborn foe; They tried us sore; but in the end We laid their glory low. Into a land to us unknown. We rode, like errant knights; Through wisdom ' s valleys, deep and low; Then climbed the rugged heights. Strange sights we saw, strange things we learned Of lands where strange kings reign ; Where Muses sang, and sirens sighed, Their mystic, sweet refrain. We saw the Roman eagle spread His wings o ' er many lands. We watched the march of valiant Greeks, Across the desert lands. We labored with a zeal inspired. And all the strength of youth; Conquering under the spotless white, Symbol of Hope and Truth. Our work is done; before us lies A future, bright and fair; Our aims and hopes are still undimmed. Our spirits free from care. Thru deeds, not words, we ' ll win the crown Of fame, in coming years; Though Fortune lead o ' er joyous paths Or thru a vale of tears. Dear friends, we have assembled here, To say a last farewell; For we must leave the place where e ' er Gods choicest blessings fell. To teachers we would give our thanks, For all they ' ve borne and done; They led the way; to them we owe The laurels we have won. To those whom we must leave behind, We wish success; and may Still greater fame and victories crown Their efforts day by day. Senior, Junior, Sophomore, Freshman, Join our triumph song. All extoU our Alma Mater, And her praise prolong. All glory to that white and blue. Proud banner we revere; It shall tell of all our struggles. And our conquests here. Beloved Alma Mater, we Would pledge our faith to-night : May all the truths which thou hast taught. Now guide our steps aright. Brave Elmhurst! ' Tis with heavy hearts We end our sojourn here; Success be thine, thy power increase With each successive year. — Arlhur Guehring. Tirenty-four