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

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J. HERBERT ELLIS. Came to Loyola in the fall of 1913. “Herb ' ’ has had a varied career. He is an earnest student and a conversa- tionalist of ability. Our famous picnics owe much to “Herb ' s” knowledge of the culinary art.

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The western hills are bathed in sombre light At evening, when with crimson flush, the day In rugged strength is hast’ning on its v ay To meet soft mantled dawn. The lonely night, ’Cross boundless seas of toil, a clarion strain In challenge sends to break sweet bonds, alone To meet the savage shock of life, the moan Of pain unheard, and dying count it gain. Dear comrades, hark! The gently stirring breeze Atremble sings farewell, and sadly sweet Is gone. Yet hopeful Youth goes out to meet The dawn of manhood’s day. Ye peaceful leas. Farewell! Sweet cloistered years of classic lore. Pure, faithful lives will tell the fruit ye bore. William F. Sauer, ’15. ( 7 )

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(!Ha 0 fl of 1015 ' Y HE shadows of our college days are lengthening. Each year time has shaken our class urn and now senior draws us forth. Standing on the threshold we feel the sadness that comes from the lengthening shadows that tell us that all must part and each one go his respective way. No more shall we meet in the corridor or class room but often may we meet down the corridor of time. No more shall we be together in the halls of Loyola but long may we be in one another‘s memory. True the shadows slowly lengthen. However fleeting our retrogressive glance may be, all will have to acknowledge that our Alma Mater has ma de an in- delible impression on our lives. Out in the world whatever oc- cupation we may hold, whatever country we may sojourn in, nothing will ever be able to obliterate that literary impress obtained in those years so pleasantly spent in the halls of Loyola. Kind teachers have been the main factor in helping us to cope with both knowledge and adversity. From the assiduous Rev. M. A. Purtell, who started us in the fundamentals of Latin and Greek, to the deep and philosophical lectures of Rev. Justin J. Ooghe, a continuous spirit of assistance and good fellowship has existed between teachers and student. Rev. George E. Kelley and Mr. A. T. Higgins are lasting in our memory, for who could forget the patience they showed in the last three years of High School? Freshmen, the ‘‘rosy fingered dawn” class of the college, was made memorable by Rev. M. McCabe. He disclosed to us the beautiful vista of poetry; it can hardly be said that we recip- rocated by showing him the beauty of ours. In Sophomore Rev. Joseph Ziegler lead us forth to battle not with the sword but with keen edged words, taking, for example, Cicero and Demosthenes. Rev. Henry McLaughlin, the dominant figure in our scientific course, was always up and doing, espe- cially so when we were the opposite. Mr. Joseph Kelley and Mr. Walter G. Summers, also of our scientific course, demon- (9)