Ohio Wesleyan University - Le Bijou Yearbook (Delaware, OH)

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ABOUT OHIO WESLEYAN . .. Rather tranquilly, with little fanfare, Qhio Wesleyan for a hun' dred and one years has built and grown and dreamed. From sketchy ideas of collegehood in 1842, Wesleyan has grown to the stature of a man, a man with ideals yet a man who has his feet sturdily planted in rich and enduring tradition. This Wesleyan tradition is, perhaps, not entirely founded on places, things, achievements so much as the personalities which have enriched its being and inspired the ideals which we recog- nize in our more modern college of today. For our university would be but a shallow, mechanical factory for degrees were it not for the vision of the men who dedicated their imaginations and their intellects to the building of our Ohio Wesleyan. Their names enchant us as do their staid oil portraits which hang in the much-travelled halls of Gray Chapel. Bewhiskered old gentlemen with fiery eyes and stern mouths, who had convictions that were enduring and the generosity to endow us with those idealisms which form the living personality of the university. A sane, stabilizing heritage they gave us, which no amount of uncer- tainty and warfborn hysteria can erase.

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1 l DEDICATION WITH GRATITUDE AND PRIDE.. . As We grow to realize more fully the sacrifices and contri- butions of men in service fighting for our freedom, the difficulty in expressing appreciation increases. However, with gratitude and pride We dedicate this 1943 Le Bijou to Wesleyan professors, students, and alumni who are now at World-scattered posts, defending our Way of life.

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Abounding in local habits of obscure origin, current Wesleyanites lead a life entirely their own, often perplexing the more adult bystander. Frenzied electioneering, victory snalcefdances, mass mi' grations to Bun's confuse and amuse professors and townsmen alike. Fraternity men have found the magnetic charm of Sulphur Spring adequate for important pin-plantings, and the Quarry is in high favor for those with thoughts of fellowship. The Gold-diggers Ball brings its annual flurry of eccentricity with coeds bedecking dates with garish corsages of strange history, and transporting men to the scene of embarrassment in an incredible confusion of hearses, milk-Wagons, tricycles and roller skates. Perhaps previous generations of Wesleyanites, like us, sat on the senior bench and picnicked in the spring. Perhaps they too thought their particular class the best to pass through Q.W. Ufs academic portals and marvelled at the inexperience of freshmen. Though some of their customs were dissimilar to ours, a common bond of loyalty and deep Wesleyanic affection has bound classes together for the past century and undoubtedly for the future as Well.