San Francisco State University - Franciscan Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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BERTHA H. MONROE ECI-SUSE she seeks to understand the hopes and fears of all the students with whom she comes in contact, be- cause we know that, seeking kindness and sympathy, we may turn to her to find friendship which remains constant and sincere. Emerson describes it best by saying, u O friend, through thee alone the sky is arched, Through thee the rose is red: A11 things through thee take nobler form. And look beyond the earth. The mill-round of our fate appears A sun-path in thy worth. Me, too, thy nobleness has taught to master my despair: The fountains of my hidden life Are through thy friendship fair. W Q15 Jamie

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T is only in retrospect that we can evaluate the growth and development of a human being. So it is in evaluating the growth of an institution. This 1941 Franciscan serves as a medium of retrospec- tion . . . It pretends to be nothing else. And if it does be- come a memento of the year gone by it shall have served its purpose. We have tried to present the past twelve months of col- lege life in an attractive pictorial pattern. Perhaps you will not immediately appreciate the con- tents of this book. but we know that some day you will drag this annual from your dusty files of treasured vol- umes and let your gaze linger long over its pages. We hope. and we believe you will, look over the contents many times in the future. Every college year is a gallant, adventurous thing. filled with dreams and idealism. hopes and fears, joys and tears. Too often these dreams and hopes are swept away in the mad turmoil of a troubled world . . . It is in moments like these that we turn gratefully to memories of days that were pleasant, refreshing, victoriously ideal. We hope this Franciscan shall be among the memories you seek . . . And if it is, it shall have nobly served its end. ww EWPZWOP

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CLARA CRUMPTON ODAY, youth faces the world with uncertainty and we turn to those who not only allay our fears but also in- spire us to greater effort, greater hope, and reassuring peace. Because we know that she is ever eager to guide our path, because she makes our journey smooth, purpose- ful, joyous. The poet Shelley writes: To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite: To forgive wrongs darker than death or night: To defy Power, which seems omnipotent: To love, and bear: to hope till Hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates: This, like thy glory, Titan, is to he Good, great and joyous, beautiful and free: This is alone Life, I oy, Empire, and Victory. lfAi:5 sjlranczbcan