Haverford School - Haligoluk Yearbook (Havertown, PA)

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this hook to HEMAN SUMMERELL SHAW He-man S. Shaw was a great gentleman. His greatness came from his mastery of the art of teaching. He mastered the art by no brilliant pedagogy, but by simply never deliberately teaching American History. He did not teach the subject, his students learned it. But it is as a gentleman we remember him. He was a true Southern gentleman. We should not hesitate to mention his Southernness. He never would have hesitated. Nor should we not call him Colonel. It would be with humor, but with something more than humor too, were we to characterize him as one of the last of the officers of the Army of the Confederacy. We can see nothing which better illustrates what this learned and kindly soul meant to the school than what he means now to us. We think of him a great deal. We speak of him not so much, but when we do it is with a sin- gular and wonderful feeling. It is not so much that when his word is quoted, it is accepted as true authority, it is not so much that we still have the won- derful legend, the legacy of humor, but it is that when we think of him, his memory is not merely recalled, it is literally invoked. To this memory we give, believe us, the humblest of dedications. Williuzfz A. Wiede1'5beinz, II, class of 1906, president of the Alumni Association, member of the Board of Directors of the Haverford School.

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FRANCIS HAZEN SHAFER A I t X t The chair of the disciplinarian is rarely an easy one, but Francis H. Shafer was an exceptional man. An older generation of Haverfordians will remember him as a fine teacher, we remember him as Dean Shafer, a man who fulfilled his trying and too often thankless task with efficiency and even, in the nicest sense, gusto. He was a learned man, wise and philosophical. He was an alive man, full of ideas, and his intellect was embellished with many bizarre trappings and accoutrements upon which we look back with much relish. He was a warm and friendly man. He was man you could trust. He was a voice, too, a calm and cool voice, a persistent voice, a con- scientious and conscience-laden voice, a voice which, when too long 1'gIIOI'CCl, could rasp and bite. This voice had the brain, too, to decide which aspect it should wear and when. The voice and brain were never without purpose. We would do well not to honor his memory in our own words alone, but in the words of one of his colleagues also: HU jmrrizzg leave! a void, and girer ur paurey Once in cl lucky lifefinze we can touch Snrlv lazzmbfe rozzreuzzfiozz I0 the fame Of xerrilzg offfer 111612-'dlldl if ua! muffJ. ' Dr. Herbert W. Tc1Y1'!0I', calm, efficient, and sympathetic physician to the Haverford School. e edicate

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e essage Throughout the history of man, in cultures both primitive and civilized, innumerable laws, statutes, regulations, directives, and orders have been thought up, passed, or issued to control or to prevent all kinds of actions that are regarded as bad for society. The most common and popular of man's failings, however, is not susceptible to mechanical regulation. I mean the wasting of time, A time-waster may run into trouble as a by-product, but he has never been fined or put into prison as a direct punishment for choosing to do little or nothing-at least not in a free society. He reasons, illogically, that his time is his own exclusively, that no one else has authority to tell him how to spend it so long as he is willing to take the consequences of his own actions. The fact is that a man's time is not his own. He can not waste it without wasting the time of some other person who has to make good the deficiency if society is to progress. At any particular moment in history, millions of conscientious, hard-working people are being tied down or held back while they make up the deficits created by those who have a right to spend their time as they see Fit. Your forthcoming college career will provide you an unlimited opportunity to conserve or to steal the time of other persons. The only control is the law which you pass personally against time-wasting. The only indictment against you will be the one you bring in in your moments of reflection. The conviction and the penalty, however, will be decided by the course of life itself. For your own good and for the good of others, learn to discover when what you are doing for 1101 doingj is making life difiicult for someone else. The truth is that you do not own your timeg everyone else does. KEAM eadmastews