Kenyon College - Reveille Yearbook (Gambier, OH)

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Saint a (ion. enlarged it, and have, we think, improved its style and gen- eral appearance. We offer nothing especially new or original. We can only represent Kenyon as she is. 11 the Reveille re- calls pleasant recollections of by-gone days, and awakens in you a new interest for the welfare of Old Kenyon, we shall feel that our efforts have been successful.

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4 Salutation. nothing undone in their efforts to secure a good President. Mow far Seventy-Six is responsible for the present promising state of affairs, our before-mentioned modesty forbids us to say. We will simply content ourselves with the honor of announcing the beginning of that prosperous era in Kenyon’s history which so many Reveilles have foretold. Three years of College experience are not without their fruits. As digni- fied Seniors, we now see the childishness of our Freshman and Sophomore follies. We would willingly use our influence to prevent adventurous under-classmen from engaging in the tricks which played such havoc with our reputation among the Profs. To the Juniors we would say, you have much yet to learn. Try to forget your past follies, and prepare your- selves to assume the responsibility and dignity of Seniors. Don’t devote all your time and talents to cultivating beards, for it will be but “Love’s Lalxmr’s Lost.” Sophs: It is with great humility that we attempt so responsible a task as giv- ing advice to Sophomores. We mildly suggest that the next time you “park rooms,'1 he sure to select the rooms of such Freshies as will not be apt to return the compliment. You have talents—mind, we don’t sav how many—do try to put them to some better use than slandering poor Fresh ies and praising yourselves. Fresh ies: llememUT that above all things, nothing so well becomes a Freshman as modesty. Alas! that those so young should he so conceited. Because you out-number the Sophs, it does not follow that you are any wiser. When we look upon you, “a feeling of sadness comes o’er us, and as we turn away we are tempted to say with the preacher, “Vanity of vanities, all is vanity! Friends of Kenyon, in offering to you the Reveille, we claim for it no extraordinary merit. We have considerably

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fXJAIN the hell tinkles, the curtain rises, and 76 is be- ll 1 fore you. No doubt many of our readers thought that ere this Old Kenvon was dead, and her sons scattered to the four winds. It is ours to let vou know vour mistake. Kenyon is neither dead nor about to die. At some remote time in the future—say in fiftyor a hundred years—if she Ik- no longer needed, she may conclude to close her doors and to become a monument of departed greatness. The present gen- eration need not, however, fear that their diplomas will be- come useless, or that they cannot obtain as good an education here as at any ( College in the West. She had a slight attack of colic, and at once a hundred or more physicians, unasked, called on her and prescribed, each a different remedy. Had she taken half the medicine ordered, her halls would long since have been given up to the owls for concert halls, or to the rats for play-rooms. Only let those who have articles on “Causes of the Decline of Kenyon,” and subjects of like in- terest, send them to the trustees, or, better still, consign them to the flames instead of publishing them. Let them, instead of wasting their time in writing such articles, devote it to procuring students for her, and Kenyon will take care of the rest. The past year has wrought many changes here, not the