Johns Hopkins University - Hullabaloo Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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the lead in adopting class colors, a yell, to hold banquets, and finally to be the first to issue a class-book. We always had well-attended meetings, as the class of '90 can testify to their sorrow. However, we will no longer crow over such a small matter, on the contrary, before parting we mean to be good friends with the class of '90, as well as with dear ,QI with its darling yell. We would not wish in a sweep- ing statement to call ourselves the best that ever were or will be, but during three years we have been taught to strive for truth, and in justice to our education, we modestly wish to be regarded only as a link in the long chain of classes, and only hope and pray that our link may prove to be a strong one. Soon our work will no longer lie together under the tender guid- ance of men whom we have learned to respect, to love and honor, but we will be far scattered on the vast field of the world 's work , it has been ascertained that many of our number will devote themselves to bearing the torch of instruction, many will take up the profession of law or of medicine, some will lead lives of encouragement and example as ministers, some will search for hidden laws of Nature, and it seems furthermore, from many indications, that the Muses have sung at our cradle and smiled upon the infancy of our class. But whatever part we be of the One Man, whether the right arm, or the eye, or the ear, or other part, may we be a joy to him and his Maker ! And if any two of us meet again in future years, let us cherish our old acquaintance, and may the sight of an old friend be an en- couragement to us. When we approach the time when we must bid each other a final adieu, let us rally round once more and raise a cheer to the skies , then we may enter the bomb with good courage, and be hurled forth, and burst upon the world. sesfslsisnx- ffvilff , + Life: - '--- Q 1 1- ...- .. Y '----n-2-'Z ' f 1' il - .--:-fyrf cf:f:---- Y P2-1 ' -4,w.f,':g. ass, s-an - 25

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therefrom, a class rush was not a matter we should idealize. As be- came the hero of the fight he was given the seat nearest the healing punch bowl. Prof. Emmott gave the class of '89 a reception at his home, where we all spent a very pleasant evening, and he may be sure of a warm spot in our hearts reserved for him. The presentation of a cane to Prof. Emmott was a noteworthy event closing the year of 1888. F. B. Culver made the presentation speech and the doctor bore manfully a terrific pun about Cain hurled at him by our prophet. It is difficult to draw a hard and fast line between puns and non-puns when his prophetic serenity opens his lips. On the 22d of February the under-graduates made a gorgeous display of class colors and yells in honor of George Washington. At the athletic exhibition in the evening Robinson and Billings ob- tained glory for themselves and '89. Many another incident may occur in the near future, which may redound with honor upon the class of '89, but such we must bear in our memories unrecorded, for the narrative at present must end here. Pity there are no cremations, for our Muse to delight in, no boat races or bowl fights, whose very mention thrills the heart of the college man with ardor and emulation. But the college spirit of Johns Hopkins University is just awakening from its long infant slumbers and often it awakes merely to bawl until it is put to sleep again, still the infant must be fostered for its own sake, and '89 may congratulate herself upon having contributed such a great por- tion in this humane Work. When twice a week the long 'bus with its four dapple horses and tinkling bells, turns the corner and stops before the gymnasium, the college man who is allured by the welcome sound and the vision of the fair campus at Clifton, has undergone a severe struggle with tyran7 nous time, and he enters the 'bus, not because that is the object for which he is at college, but for the purpose of being able. to work better thereafter. Although we lose much of the gaiety and sport of our college life, we may one day come to thank our Alma Mater for what she has given us instead : an appreciation of the value of time, and an earnestness of endeavor, which far better prepare us for the life upon which we are about to enter. The class of '89 has been harmonious as a whole 5 there has al- ways been unity in purpose and work. This has enabled us to take 24

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CLASS POEM. SOLITUDE AND SOCIETY. I. Now as from wider vision taking life, The soul all duty-rested, wakes anew, What jarring notes of discord and of strife Shall pierce her triumph-hymns and love-songs through For none will list her pleadings, save to scorn 5 The stony hearted throng in silence stand And, from her wooing, love is never born 5 She dwells a stranger in an unknown land. Yet none the less the holy love-light glows ' With angel halo round that sacred face. This is a faith no hatred overthrows 5 This a belief where doubting has no place. And as a mariner from some far shore Sights a familiar headland down the skies, And to his eager scanning more and more Beloved strands and well-known hills arise, On lonely deserts doth she Ex her gaze As semblance strange of one time home she knew 5 And, as she fares along the untrodden ways, Do tree and flower wear fairer form and hue And mountain storms have loosed the singer's tongue 5 A low voice calls her through the midnight hush, She walks a mortal, angel-guests among, She stands in awe before the burning bush. While others come and go in careless glee She dwells alone in silent ecstasy. - II. So has some lone and holy eremite, Driven by failing heart or unkind men, Sought things above the reach of common sight, Found things above the reach of common ken5 And, far beyond the range of human sound, Has thought and prayed and sung and lived and died, His songs of rapture silenced now and drowned In the sad passion-cry of the worldly tide. Perchance upon some wavering Htful breeze The straining ear has listed words like these: 26 I