Park University - Narva Yearbook (Parkville, MO)

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Ol)£ (Hass of 1915 Just as the last straying beams of the setting sun smile on the waiting earth at the close of a radiant clay, so the mellow rays of a nearly completed college course are spreading about the Seniors of Park-1915. We hear the call summoning us to come out farther and eagerly we smile back that we will come. Yet we realize with a feel¬ ing of sadness that soon we will belong to Park no more. It was in the fall of 1911 that we first invaded Park: eighty-three jolly, carefree Freshmen. We wore no green caps for none were needed. We were the “greenest of the green,” but soon we became the despair of the faculty and the terror of the Sophs. The latter part of the year was saddened by the sudden death of “class spirit” from an acute attack of the faculty; although the remains were dutifully buried yet the spirit has persistently haunted us during the past three years. From this wild and irrespons¬ ible childhood we were suddenly and cruelly thrust into a place of great prominence, where life acquired a more serious meaning. We became Sophomores and the “wisest of the wise”; the boys became renowned for their class scrapping and were given the dignified name of “Mud-hens,” while the girls, because of their fondness for long walks, were dubbed the “Hikereens.” During the next year we saw little of our friends as we tore madly between our rooms and the library. We were Juniors and the “Busiest of the Busy.” Our trust} note-books became our constant companions and we were very ready to agree that “much study is a weariness unto the flesh.” At last we are Seniors and the “Solemnest of the Solemn.” We have been very busy maintaining our dig¬ nity but have taken time to gather in many of the pleas¬ ures and honors of college life. So fifty-two of us have come down the college years, seven all the way from the first year of the Academy. Now at the close of our col¬ lege course we may draw the bonds of friendship more closely about us and dream of the happy days of the past, and of the future, when our Park friendships will be dei¬ fied by time and sweetened by loving memory.