Illinois State Normal University - Index Yearbook (Normal, IL)

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The Index C6 -5, Titles of honor add not their worth who are themselves honors to their titles. A A A DAVID F11:LA1I.14:v. A.B.e Brncr, P. Co1,'1'oN, AAI.- l'1'c5za'w11'. 1,l'tVa'N.Yt'1' of ZVaf1z1'a! .S'i'fw1fm. The man who can do more things and do them well than any other man I ever knew. To every nobler virtue bI'Cd.H-BIUVIX. Hicxxu' BICLNQJIQBIICIQ, l'n.D.- Iire-l,1'e51'a'w1l. l'rofQ'ssor of llislorji' ana' Ifeog l'lIPfI,1'. Noble he is, condemning all things mean. His truth unquestioned, and his soul serene. C'l'tIf7f7t'. J. Rose Comer. PHD.- l'ri'rejv!1'ess. 1,l'Qfc'S.Y0l' ty' l.1'1'i'r'zzf1n'e. For she is wise if I can judge of her. -.gfIllA't'Sf7Fll7'8. She spread around that silent spell That made all spirits love her well. Speech is reason's ln-other, and a lcingly pre- rogative of man. TIlf7j51'l'. L. Bl.-XNCl'llCSTElf, A.M.-- l'rif'ssor ty' l.4z!1'21, Kfernnzfz ami' filfllflifllf f1if'0lIOHl'1'. And today from old 24 a jolly professor comes, To modestly wear on his bended head a wreath of enconiuins, For his boys are back in the Latin room be- neath his puzzled gaze. As they clutch in 'prose composition' for an idiomatic phrase: llut they see, through the face of a scholar, the heart of a loving man, And love is the laws fulfilling since time and the world begar1. fffll..S'.l .

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26 The Index CLASS OF 1901. Are you saddened then, my classmates? Do you dread the parting hour? Do you wish that we might linger As in days now gone before? Are you loth to part from Normal, And to bid your fond adieu To the teachers who have trained us Teachers who have been so true! Nay: We'll not leave all behind us, For we'll carry with us there. To the field wherein we labor. XVhat we've slowly gathered here. 7 To our teachers we are thankful For the measures thev have filled For the ideals they have given us, Q XVaiting now to be fulfilled. So we'll gladly go and labor And. perchance. in others' lives Fill the measure rounded nicely That they've helped to fill in ours And although we wander widely, Each one in a field alone, Yet our work will ever bind us To our early happy home. Then when May-days have departed. And we're older grown than now: l.Vhen the marks of life's endeavors Have been traced upon our brows: XVhen. perchance. the way grows weary As we slowly travel through All the dark and lonely passes That are waiting me and your 'Xhen adown the misty future lVe have traveled. classmates. on. And the hopes of youth are measured In the laurels lost or won: lVhen in search of life's enjoyment XVe shall turn to memory's store. And with joyful recollection View the events gone before. XVe shall then with lasting pleasure Stop in Normal's sacred halls. Sacred through the lives of many Trained within her noble walls. lVe shall find a joyful haven Cheer our parting. then, my classmates As we gladly linger here, lVhile we go forth one by one, On the scene of early pleasures. And we'll e'er be one in spirit. On the scene We hold so dear. Class of nineteen hundred one.

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