Otterbein University - Sibyl Yearbook (Westerville, OH)

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Five years he lived among us and then suddenly we were called upon to mourn his death. Early in December when all hearts were filled with anticipa- tions of the joy of the fast approaching Christmas time. the word went out from startled lips that Joe was badly hurt. Terribly burned by an accidental explosion of coal-oil, he lingered until the succeeding morning. a noble example of Christian fortitude. Sadly we laid him away in historic old Qtterbein Cemetery, far from his fatherland. Ah! how well he loved fatherland, but surrounded by those whom he had taught to love him. Tho dead, he yet lives. His life will never be forgotten here. His gratitude for any favor done him was most touching, and had the true ring of genuine sincerity. No task was too hard, no labor too great that he might more than repay his benefactor. His lips were free from slanderous word and envious speak- ing. VVith malice toward none, with charity for all, he was certainly the most popular man in all the University. And not only here but in many fields through- out the church he was known and respected. But his many activities here were but a preparation for his great life-work to which he had set himself, the uplifting of Africa. For her he toiled and labored, for her he prepared himself, to her he would in God's own time return. He was born a prince at home, but he showed himself the true prince among men here. An intended missionary to Africa, he became in the truest sense a missionary from her to us. And tho the pang of regret strikes deep in our hearts at the sudden end of this brilliant career, the knowledge that we were able to befriend and aid him will afford a healing balm. Shakespeare must have had in mind some such one as -loc when he wrote: His life was gentleg and the elements So mixed in him. that Nature might stand up .Xnd say to all the world. This was cz man. 25

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Histor of the Class of 1903 0 write a history of the Class of 1903-what a task! Not a task in that there is nothing about which to write, but a task in that there is so . much. Students of such rare mental and physical ability cannot be discussed in a single page, neither can it be done by an ordinary mind: but, what follows is nevertheless true. Happy were we when permitted to leave the realms of prepdom, and become fulliiedged college students: but thrice happy were we when the mantle of the giddy freshman fell from our shoulders and we stood face to face with the realities of college life, and the real power by which its wheels go round. Not to cast any reflections upon ourselves while we were yet freshmen, all are aware that our Hag at that time, which one morning waved so proudly over our heads, at the beginning of prayers, at the close was dragged in the dust ty- H2 O J, tho Hollis made a brave and noble resistance to defend it even to the last. This brought us no disgrace. It rather made us appear in the light of the charge of the light brigade, since the combined forces of the preparatorians and upper classmen swooped down upon us like the eagle upon a defenseless mouse. XYe took our defeat, but deep down in our hearts we resolved to make older classes realize that there were other classes in the world, and that those yet to come would do well lim copy after us, and to remember that tho' cne is vanquished lie may not be con- quered, and that he who laughs last laughs best. That we are of sterling quality and worth was manifest in the fact and man- ner by which we Hoated our colors aloft one morning after prayers, while still in the early days of sophomorism. After the other classes had endeavored in vain for weeks to fioat their colors some morning until nine o'clock, and continued to strive after each preceding failure, behold, our colors raised themselves high in the air, sailing proudly above the heads of the amazed and defeated Seniors. and 27