Sargent School of Boston University - Sargenta Yearbook (Cambridge, MA)

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'I f f my tm- 66 is 1951 S QS, ' S W . 4 To '31 Your School days now forever o'er You ponder close to tearsg Before you lies Life's open door- Behind, three glorious years. Deep in your memory safely stored Will live these bygone days, Always to be your treasure-hoard Of the past in its golden haze. You are leaving the land of dreams come true To venture far afield, To tackle the tasks Life sets you to do With a courage that will not yield. A faith thatis born of loyalty And service, steadfast and true, However rough the road may be, Will guide you safely thro. As you win your way by Sargent's code May you always find with cheers That before you still is Life's open road- Behind, more glorious years. ' E. B. W. To Miss Elizabeth Wellman who has travelled this very same road, we sincerely extend our hearty thanks in remembering our Freshman Big Sister, Instructor, Advisor, who guided us through our First year-and our Junior-Senior Friend! Good luck! and our best wishes to our First Sargent Instructor, from her First Sargent Class. 519 I l77l

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-li-. sa. 1951'gg9?i,Qf-S------is F. Senior History October the fourth on Registration day Our Freshman battalion was formedg Our Senior advisors paved the way As Sargent's walls we stormed. Victory brought on parties and fun Until that woeful day When we found our battles had just begun l With No Cuts leading the fray. Came the command, Pass in Review. We tried all our best to display As we took firm hold of the red so new On that memorable Move-Up Day. Then by the Senior Troops we met And engaged in a Red, Red Tussle Red Hats and bunnies as hostage we kept And how those Seniors did hustle! But at Training Camp we worked as one Sustained by peaches and peaches When jackstones, bird-walks, and baseball were done, We swam among the leeches. To Cambridge headquarters we returned Of army life we were weary Our swords, caps, and guns we burned And changed into jesters so cheery. Heigho! There Seniors, let's be friends At the Little Show -we'll stop! Let's forget the torment and make amends 'Tis Sargent's night at Pop's. The jesters held a merry ball 'Twas at the Somerset Fun and frolic was there for all A night we'll never forget. I Our carefree days were over Golden Sages wise we became Dignity and wisdom moreover Make up our Senior name. Although we now are leaving Cur school, our camp, our class We'll have our memories abiding Which no others can surpass. 4 P. P. AND I. R. '31 I, l yi 4055 c g - A g. l i761 ii --.-.-.

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--1-.- 9 g WE? 1951 1--------2 Fr- A Pledge I ll You to the East And I to the West For the ways of men must severg And well it may be for only a day And well it may be foreverga But whethet lwe meet Or whether we part ' For our ways are past our knowing Here's a pledge from the heart To its Fellow-heart On the ways We all are goingg Here's luck! For we know not Where we are going! flee . lu