New York University - Violet Yearbook (New York, NY)

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U No sight, howevcr, that will meet my vision there, can ever be dearer to me than the memory of the years during which I have watched my children,-the ones who call me alma zfzafer, and who make my old Walls echo daily with the shouts of my praises,-as they have crossed the Square each morning, coming singly from their homes, or in jolly groups from their fraternity houses, to add another day's interest to the principal of their character. How can I be aught but proud of those men who have gone forth from my halls to make me famed to the world, and, far more than that, to teach the growing country the lessons of freedom of conscience, and of broad moral and intellectual growth, which they have learned to champion from their schooling within my walls? Not serious wholly, but mirthful also, are many of my recollections about these old days. The thought of the men who annually leave me, suggests also the little army that with each returning autumn enters my doors for the irst time. For the first time then I see the men who compose it, my second view is of a compact little group in the Square in front, huddled close about,-a stick of wood! Alittle distance from them, I recognize their next older brothersg then with a ringing whoop, the two masses become one. There is a surging sway of mingled humanity, an indiscriminate conglomeration ofthe various parts that go to make up an individual, a sudden resistless throe of energy, a feebly-resisted sloughing off of the outer and upper layers of the pile, a piercing yell of victory, an answering cheer from hundreds of spectators, and all is over. No, not all, for the procession of the conquering host through my old halls and the cries that start the echoes from every arch and nook and crevice complete the yearly performance that is called a ' cane-rushf I might tell you, indeed, of many another scene of excitement, of which I have been a silent witness. I might tell of the brave band that left the quiet pursuit of classical study, to stake their lives for the maintenance of a threatened country. I might speak of the proud return of survivors of that great conflict, who were granted the knowledge of the fruits of their victories, and were spared the doom of the battle-field, and the living death of a southern prison. But enough for the present! Rarely do I con fide any of my secrets to my children, they are almost all too busy or too unconcerned to care about what I can reveal of the past. But to those who are able to hear my words, I am ever ready to speak. So spoke the old gray building. Its words of history are true, the same may its Words of prophecy prove! I5

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THE OLD BUILDING PEAKS. QSM F1'0m'1'5jJz't're.j Marvellous indeed are the changes which I have viewed in my surroundings in If the six decades of my life, said the old gray structure of the University in confidence to the editor one day, as I have stood here on my vantage-ground overlooking the Ffgr i busy square, and the street which bears myname. In my youth, the farmer ploughed and the xvildebirds sang directly in front of me, where now lies the neatly-kept square, and Where now rises the arch of our Constitutions centennial, to guard the street of the world's greatest Wealth. I ' ij , fi ff l You ask what I have seen in these years? Indeed, one sees the most who only l I 'i stands and Waits. Past me have surged the tides of the city's progress. Suburban quiet has given place to the bustle of the fashionable residence quarter. This in turn has yielded to the throngs of the heart of a metropolis. And now at last I am left to the grim company of many-storied Warehouses, Whose height and stability declare that they will remain the permanent occupants of this part of Manhattan Island. lVhen I was but newly erected, many a tongue pronounced me the iinest and most imposing structure in the city. But that day has past, for now my Gothic arches and grotesque carvings yield only a sense of impropriety in the midst of the din of the tradesmen's quarter. I But at last I hear of green fields and a fair outlook that await my coming in that part of the great city which is now what VVashington Square was in my earliest years. Only now, I am told, no building can ever shut from my view the beauties of the sunset, and the heights of the famed Palisades of the Hudson, and the bright waters of the Western Rhine. i1Sincc the above went to press the Council of the University has decided that it would be impracticable to transfer the old building to University Heightsg so that this is positively the last interview. I4

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