Ohio College of Dental Surgery - Alethian Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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James L. Dickson. HE students feel that this Annual would be incomplete without a sketch of the life of the above-named personage. His faithful attendance to our conitorts, in the way of C heat in winter and ice in summer, cleanliness of floors and windows, and his general faithfulness in all his duties, both to the Faculty and members ofthe seliool, have made his name as familiar as that of the U. C. D. S. itself. In many respects his life has been an eventful one. For years he was engaged as porter on the C. C. C. X I. sleepers. XfVhile here he ministered to the wants of such dis- tinguished men as Grant, Lee, Sherman, Burnside, Rosecrans and Pope, kIlUVVl1lgtl1CI1'1 personally, one having presented him with his photograph. He was on the trai11 that john Morgan tried to capture on his Northern campaign. He also had charge of the car bearing the dead body of President Lincoln from Butlalo, N. Y., to Indianapolis, Ind. His work with the O. C. D. S. began in September, 1883, alld he has been with the College up to the present time. His faithfulness to all his duties has won for hiin a place, in the memory of the boys, of respect and esteem. As an earnest of this feeling we dedicate to him this page in the AL1i'r111AN. 1:7

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Springtime Love. Spring, with all her wealth is here: The Fields are covered with carpet green: The songs of birds entrance my ear, Where tl1e trees uplift their leafy screen The flowers are blooming on the hill: The lazy idlers seek the shade: The ferns are growing by the rill, XVhere barefoot children love to wade. The air with scent of flowers is sweet: Bees are humming in every nook: The fish are gamboling at my feet, As I sit and dream beside the brook. Sweeter to me than perfumed air. Than singing brook, or hum of bees, Than all the sounds of nature, fair, XVhispered to me by springtime breeze. I26 Is what I hear my sweetheart say. Her face. witl1 light of love, aglow: I think of you by night and day. My darling boy, I love you so. Fly to my breast, my june bird, dear, Come nestle thy head upon my arm, Through all the dangers of the year, I'll gladly shield thee from all harm. Her snow-white arms 1ny neck entwiue I steal a kiss like morning dew: VVhile one fair hand I hold in mine, She softly whispers, I love but you. Queen of my heart, for thee I long: Sweetly I dream of thee by day. Thou art my daily prayer and song, Guiding 1ny steps in the upward way G. D. r

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o O o M 0 , ,, m o'erosle1egeea'o U JL ww'-..r JAM K 47.06 Farewell ll Ao. 0. gr agp, f 3 wink I Q -1s1a.f,73Ej co U You - ol ' I VR work is done. The task, though pleasant. has not been an easy one. The field was new to us all: and little did we realize, when first we ven- tured upon its broad area. the many lines of resistance, pulling as it were in all directions. which threatened to destroy our aspirations and blunt our every hope, e'er we had reached that goal called linis. But we had entered the Held, and our honest duty lay before us. Having started upon this duty in real earnest, we pushed forward with renewed zeal and vigor. deter' mined to reach the goal, The numerous obstacles, which threatened at times to destroy our purpose. were met face to face and overcome, each in its turn: and the many powers of resistance. through our constant ra 125 .0 J Y efforts to overcome them, became weaker and weaker, until their forces ceased to play a part. Thus it was with our persistent striving and never- ceasing energy that we reached the goal, and The .-Xlethian of 'oz was complete. Do not infer, dear friends, that the word complete implies perfection. This meaning of the word should only be applied to the poems. XVe have made many mis- takesg defects are numerous, and imperfections abound throughout. Yet we have done our best to make the volume attractive and entertaining. which result we hope we have attained, in a small degree at least. In criticising The Alethianf' which right belongs to all, do not fail to ever bear in mind the fact that this was our tirst attempt in the field of editorship, and