Franklin and Marshall College - Oriflamme Yearbook (Lancaster, PA)

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FRANKLlN AND MARSHALL CGLLEGE Z5 knowing that our college days are almost over, look back with just pride to the record just quoted and forward to the dictum of Well done, good and faithful servants, which cannot but be bestowed upon us. llut to lay aside all levity, it is with a feeling of regret that we anticipate the closing of our college careers. Our old associations will soon be only memories and the fellows with whom we have labored side by side will no longer be our colleagues. Our classmates enlisted in the service of humanity, have already felt the pangs of parting, which we soon must feel. Our greetings to them and God-speed in conquering the enemy of mankind A feeling of sadness oppresses us when we anticipate the sundering of the ties which have bound us to our college, its faculty, our colleagues and to one another. As a class we partake of the gloom of the poet when he says: Yet a few days and Thee, The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all this course. llut this feeling is relieved when we think that the spirit of the Class of IQIS will always live, and we look forward to some future time when we may once again meet in a grand reunion, when those of our Fighting brothers who have survived may join with us in talking of old times in the old spirit of fellowship. And now, members of the faculty and of the student body, we, in our last ofhcial utterance, with our fondest hopes for the future develop- ment of Franklin and Marshall, with a fond love for our Alma Mater, and with our highest regards and affections for yourselves, bid you farewell! VA L li !

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2-l THE 1919 ORIFLAMME Senior History .3 Ave! gl li anxious, eager-eyed youths, awaiting impatiently your feast ii ,,S,,'3' of Oritiamme literature, list unto 11'ly tale of woe! pig? In the fall of the year 1914 two dire calamities fell . upon the world. One took the form of a great war, in- stigated by .Kaiser Willie, the other came in the shape of a sudden swarm of lusty, evil-intentioned beings, commonly known as Freshmen, rushing hither and yon in their wild search for knowledge and trouble. On, on they come, to the tune of All Hail, the Conquer- ing Heroes Come! The very foundations of the college were shaken by this terrible noise. ln a battle royal these fresh, unusually fresh Fresh- men vanquished the Sophomore aristocracy, drove them Hying from the Held and took upon themselves the rule of the institution. For four years has their regime been in powcrg for four years has the college been well and wisely governed. This long period of peace has been interrupted only once. ln the year 1915 QX. D. there was a revolt of a group of ultra-Freshmen, styling themselves the Class of 1919. The insurrection, not meeting with popular support, was promptly and efficiently quashed, and the Class of 1918 ruled 11'lO1'C securely and more gloriously than ever. In the year IQI7 the ranks of the class were broken and thinned to one- half their former nu1nbe1', but still the class reigns on. During this memorable period, which is now drawing to a close, many and the most important offices have been held by their representatives. Never has any party been in such complete control, and never have the aifairs of the college been so well administered. The class has been omnipresent in its activity and all the leaders have come from its ranks. And now, toward the end of this glorious reign, it labors night and day so to improve conditions that the college may be well governed even by those lesser worthics into whose hands the reins of government must passfit So says history and history never lies. i We, the class of IQI8, tlixtract from A Historical Resume of the Activities of the Class of I9IS.i, Ollicial documents, Vol. XXIII., pp. 96-100. 'l'Dr. H. M. 1. Klein.

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THE 1919 ORIFLAM ME Junior Poem ff Facta non verba The world was full of lllgll-1Jl'CtCl1Clillg' words Four years ago: It seemed as if man's long'-lost l'aradise- Four years ago- Iflad been restored to bless with endless peace The centuries' How. Then crashed a shot through our heaven of stacked-up cards Each pretty word, A whitened sepulchre, showed forth its dead. The blithesome bird Of Song and Smiles fell fluttering' in the crash Of hopes absurd. And now the stage is set for valorous deeds To build anew , The fallen shrines of faith and hope and love. Let words be few, But let all men who speak by deeds Speak loud and true! They call us juniors, Seniors,-empty words! This day NYC.l'C one: The self-same purpose binds us all,- To sweep the Hun 'From OH the earth. Oh, comrades, tire not till The task is done!