Oberlin College - Hi-O-Hi Yearbook (Oberlin, OH)

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,- ..? The College Chapel At one dcloels Sunday morning, jztnnury twenty-fourth, the histtwrie college chapel, which for nearly half at century hztrl heen the centre of the ztcztcleinte hfe of the insti- tution' WHS dem-,,yCf1 by tire. Q'l'hns one more- of the old lznnlntztrks of thc college :tnil toxvn has 41i51lppqgtretl. The tire prohztlmlyNortgrtnzttecl from :tn overhexttecl tlne nrthe hnsement, directly under the Acztrleiny othce. When hrst rhseoverecl it had- gained such heuclwzty that it wzts nnpossihle to I.3I'L'HQl'VC ztnryrotf the contents of this office he records in the Registrars othee :ul-ponttng. Within an honr :incl Il and many of t A I hztlf the roof hurl fallen tn, leaving only the walls. None of the spectators will forget the nmgieztl effect of the tlmnes on the snow- covcred campus. 'lihe impressiveness of the sight wats tleepenecl hy the force of our associations eotnlaetirl with the h ilrl:nf:'. l'l'L!SlllLlll lxtng. in his :tllnston to them said on the llzty of Prayer. lt is the first tnnv: hat the stnilents have niet to observe ihis clzty elsewhere than in the old chapel. D I 'We are now looking forwztrrl to the prospect of.:1 new ehnpel with 11 cnpnclty more ilclequztte to the incrertslng tletnztnrls of the Oherhn stnflent-hotly. lhe proposetl building will 1,0 C1-K-dt-ft oooosite the north-east corner of the campus, where the lfinney house now stands. 27

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.The froet eonzes sud- denly to ri 'village known The poet is astounded at the various noises emitted by the C01lSL'l Z!!l- tary. The poet is delighted at the Peripatetie and Platonic philosophy prae- tised in this town. u CANTO II. So on he rode on his good steed's back Till, dazed, he landed with a whack. And can it he that this 's the place I've sought so long with patient grace? Ah, 'tis, I feel, 'tis Oberlin Its buildings must my praises win. There's Titus' arch, this much is clear, It's taken wings and settled here. CANTO III. But what's this noise assails my ear? Tis truly more than I can hear. Bagpipes screeching, Preachers preaching, Horns a-blowing, Cattle lowing, Could not, I'm sure, exceed the way They take to music in this day. CANTO IV. His eye roamed o'er the campus wide: Couples strolling there he spied. Ha, he said, I see 'tis plain, This is Aristotle's fane. A Peripatetic doctrines here Are to students the most dear. Walking around they chatter knowledge As that old Greek did in his college. Yes, Platonic doctrines, too, Carry weight with quite a few. CANTO V. Qbeing in an entirely different meterj The poet 'visits the library and is astounded at the niethods of stndv there pursued. This is the place I've been searching, As he walked up the library stairs. But what is this noise that assails me? Can it be that they study in pairs? True in the schools of far China They study, for so it is said, CSurprised to find here such a methedj With the tongue and not with the head 26

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The Reward of the Wicked eyes ache? Don't you think your brain's - Madge Burton, don't you think your - ,,,, , , fatigued? Dont you think your nervous - N4 f system will be shattered? And above all N -s things, don't you think you're just too lazy if to study another minute? Yes, I think you unquestionably are. l1Vith this satisfactory soliloquy, Madge sent her Sophocles rattling down to the table and threw herself upon the tloor hy the open window to enjoy the languorous delight of an early June day. The warm air was heavy and sweet with a mingled fragrance. Every breath brought the drowsy hum of summer life. Students sanntered in the sunlight past the dormi- tory where nearly all the girls of Rivers College boarded. Madge buried her chin in her hand and allowed herself to drift away into dreamy memories of her child- M- l1ood's home, its huge gray rocks and wil- low-bordered pond. She had not wan- dered long, however, before a merry laugh aroused her and she leaned far enough out of the second-story window to see her room-mate and her own brother, Dick, below. A half wonder tlitted .through her mind as to what joke would be perpetrated now and who would he the unhappy victim. Then she quickly lapsed back into her dream. A moment more and her room-mate came bounding up the stairs, hanged the door and dropped into a chair in mock horror. Margaret Alton Burton, the Saints preserve us, and you're not studying, just sitting there on the floor like any ordinary mortal! I'd be willing to het-no, you said it was vulgar to bet, didn't you?- well, 1'd be willing to asseverate that you haven't looked at your Latin and German, you, the most lnciferous star in the whole class. Kladgic, dear, you're not. you're snrc you'rc not in love? You don't feel any longings to write poetry. do you? or stroll around the campus at a rate that would shame any self-respecting snail? Oh. dear mc, no. What -i 1' . I 'dl 'J' R rf,i i ' lxi' ,ti ,ll ,f it ,,:,, ,N It 't Y I . -D ' ' xg f Z1-f--...,,.,g f A -f ,J , f if ,ir Q. t X J X x if iff' LG . eq I anti, A if if.fvf'f,t 't Rf fe- 3 tl M i - ri! Z d -Q' ' ix' ii J- it can l he thinking of? Madge gave a despairing Betsey, Betsey. what is the matter with you ? Matter with mc, my most adored? Not a thing in the world. Just wait until I'm sure that there is not the faintest retreating shadow of the lady prin. about these parts and I will disclose to your scholastic eye a most scrumptious plan. No lady prin in the closet, no lady prin in the hall, no lady prin under the hed. Now I'll close the transom and pull down the window. 'l'hen we'll assemble stealthily in the middle of the room. 28