Loyola University Maryland - Evergreen / Green and Gray Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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10 THE LOYOLA ANNUAL Hana MbtHb. O all ye frightened folk , Whether ye wear a crown or bear a yoke, Laid in one equal bed, When once your coverlet of grass is spread. What daybreak need you fear? The Love will rule you there that guides you here. Where life, the sower, stands. Scattering the ages from his swinging hands, Thou waitest. Reaper lone. Until the multitudinous grain hath grown. Scythebearer, when thy blade Harvests my flesh, let me be unafraid. God’s husbandman thou art, In His unwithering sheaves I bind my heart. Frederic Lawrence Knowles. O VOS qui trepidi terrae percurritis orbem, Sive jugo juncti, praecincti sive coronis, Omnes strato uno demum aequalique jacentes. Cum semel tellus viridi se gramine vestit, Lucifer ecquis erit vobis et causa timendiP ' Qui hie VOS ducit Amor vos idem diriget illic. Stet ubicunque Sator qui vitae semina spargit, Sicut in aeterno dispergit saecula cursu. Solus ibi exspectans sistis tu, Messor amice. Donee laetissimis flavescat campus aristis. Quum mihi languenti lamnam supponis acutam, Excute corde metus, O Fulcifer! hinc timor absit. Villicus arvorum tu, queis Deus imperat Ipse, O mihi cor totum pingui necte maniplo. Alumnus.

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THE LOYOLA ANNUAL 9 realize the great loss to the College and the Church in Balti- more in his demise. He was first in everything that pertained to the college life of the boys and told them on many occasions that nothing pleased him more than to see that Loyola had won an athletic victory or that some “old Loyola boys” had received some mark of distinction in the world. I recall that on the Thursday before his death in the course of quite a protracted conversation with Father Brady when we were talking about the recent promotion to a high position of a Loyola graduate he remarked: “It certainly makes me feel good to hear that our boys are being recognized. They get a capital education here, and there is no reason why they should not go in for more big things than they do.” Apropos of this conversation I might add that “capital” was a favorite word with Father Brady and I recall numerous conversations with him in his room, in his study, college cor- ridors and on the street in which he used the word — “capital.” At the close of this conversation on the last Thursday even- ing of his life. Father Brady, in his true paternal manner, laid his right hand on my shoulder and said: “Frank, my boy, I havn’t seen you around here for some weeks. Now, why don’t you come around oftener. We are always glad to see you. The latch key is where you can get it. whenever you wish.” The delightful memories of Father Brady covering the period from his installation as president of Loyola until the very day of his tragic death — I was talking to him about 5 o’clock the very afternoon of the day on which he died — crowd upon me now, but I cannot allow myself to dwell on them. They are garnered in my heart, there to be tenderly treasured by the side of other similar sacred recollections. L. Frank O’Brien.

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THE LOYOLA ANNUAL 11 A ®ribut Jrnm Sr IKmgIft All who are acquainted with Dr. Knight’s generous con- tributions to Loyola College will yield him the privilege of paying a tribute to Rev. Father Brady. Indeed it was the personal magnetism of our departed President, more than any other single cause, that won the interest of Dr. Knight for Loyola, and his benefactions are frequently recorded during Father Brady’s brief term. So that the relation which sprung up between them would seem to point to Dr. Knight, for the non-Catholic tribute to Father Brady’s influence for good. FATHER BRADY. My first meeting v ith Father Brady, some few years ago, made a lasting impression on my mind; to be in his presence and converse with him, even for a very short time, was enough to convince one that he was “a man without guilt,” a man to be trusted, and “a man among men.” Ke knew that I was a non-Catholic, and yet he v as as sincere and cordial with me, as if I had been one of the most faithful of his flock. On one occasion, I invited my friend, f R. L. Giering, to attend one of the alumni banquets at Loyola ; he was much impressed with the magnetic personality of the distinguished President — Father Brady. After hearing of the sudden death of Father Brady, he v rote me: — ‘T was very sorry indeed to hear of Father Brady’s death. Fie was a real man and a thorough gentle- man, although my religious views differed from his, I had the highest respect for him.”