St Francis Minor Seminary - Via Yearbook (Milwaukee, WI)

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f m N yszo-zo-saa-g-s-s-EOSEOQXGI EEC E :X me-a-e-E-e-e-eoz-cz-e-cac $rati1m Agimua E THANK Thee, Lord, for all these gifts of Thine, Which Thou in mercy hast bestowed on men, To bring us back to love and peace again, When we have strayed so far from love divine, And from Thy grace,-which always is a sign, That we whom Thou dost love, have often been Unworthy of Thy love and blessings, when Such acts as these within us we confine. Forgive, 0 Lord, our poor unworthy past, And grant that in the future we may be Thy servants, ever faithful to the last; To love and praise, and hope in none but Thee, Till we before Thy Throne our spirits cast, And ever more from worldly care are free. eEDMUND STUMPF. r29 Eh? Zliamiliar 71555311; 311 Almaga igaga T WAS Saturday evening. We were expecting gcompany. Our cousin, whom I had never seen, planned to visit us. The letter did not tell us which train to meet. Everyone was busy about his work. There was nothing for me to do, so I looked on. This did not last long, however; soon Mother called me. She told me to go down town, for there was need of two bulbs in the floor lamp. It was rather dark for this time of ex'ening. When I reached the our line, one block away. a mist began to fall. The car was rather crowded, and I was the last to get a seat. I left with the hope that I could get a less crowded car home. When I again boarded a car there were two empty seats, but they were soon occupied. By the next stop there were several standing in the aisle. I remarked to myself how close the air was, and was glad at least that I had a seat. I soon dismissed this proposition from my mind. A young lady was standing in front of me. Thinkng it my place to give her a seat, I did so. The car reached Madison Street. I was glad to get off. I hurried home, for by now the mist had turned into a drizzle. Mother had me put in the bulbs right away. While I was doing this, some- one rapped. Mother opened the door, and who do you think was there? Our cousin, the person to whom I had given my seat. FRANCIS E. LOESCH. I Page Thirty

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f N :33-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3ci611312le . ?:Qe-E-cz-e-cz-e-aez-a-G-ei Pfannerstill did not return for the second semeSv ter. Foremost among the activities in which our class engaged during the second semester was the Douglas-Egan Eloeution Contest. We had five representatives in the contest, and we won both first and second place. Fred Zauner won first place and Joseph Stagl second. This was the first time that the undergraduate class had won both places. On Tuesday of Holy Week our class presented Monsignor Hugh Bensonis drama of the Passion, ttThe Upper Room. During base- ball season our class made a fine showing. We won the championship of the High School depart- ment, winning three out of five games. On June tenth, the day before we went home for our sums mer vacation, we elected the members of the staff of the High School annual for the coming year. In this way we concluded our third year and went home, looking forward to the coming year, when we would return as Seniors 0f the High School. We began our fourth year on September eighth, 1926. Fred Zziunei- was elected class president, ear? 9' Q V 5.. and Russel Beix and Vernon Laird were elected president and secretary of the Athletic Associa- tion respectively. Eight of our classmates did not return to complete their High School course: Ernest Breitenbach, Victor Cork, Florian Merbs, Bernard Minerath, Clement Morgan, Harold New- comb, Eugene Spohn, and Adrian Strasser. The activities of this year will ever remain fixed in our minds. This book, our annual HTierce, is for the most part a record of them. Therefore the details of the past nine months will be omitted. It hardly seems possible that we have been here four years. When we were Fresh- men, twelve years seemed a very long time, but now that one-third of our course is completed, we are surprised to see how quickly the time has passed. There may have been times when we felt discouraged and downeast, but now that we are :Llnout to graduate, we look back with fond re- membrance upon those days and exhort those who will come after us to remain steadfast in their hol CWllill '. y t g eEDMUND STUMPF. rsc-aa-s-s-sgo' L l Page Twenty-m'ne

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! a:aEb-Eo-Eo-zo-a-zo-zo-s-zo-zbgi T IEQCE :Qeecz-e-cz-cz-eez-cz-eoca-c 5th high Q'ant nf Nntp-igaaaing NE hardly stops to think when he writes to his friend during study hour, that the note which he is sending is to have its share of thrills before it reaches its destination. Perhaps it is because the composer is so anxious to receive his friendls nod or sign of disapproval that he does not care how it gets there, just so it does. Perhaps the first person that receives this wicked piece of paper is an industrious Latin essayist, who is wondering why some certain verb should take the accusative with the infinitive and the rest give as much trouble as they can. Sud- ' denly something comes flying through the air and lands on his desk. Seeing that it is a note, he picks it up and reads the name. After doing this, he gives the composer a glance which any man in his right mind would hardly consider a look of thankfulness. Nevertheless, the note is passed to the next man, after a short delay. This fellow picks it up and looks at it. He sees that it is going to So-and-so. Immediately his curiosity is aroused. He attempts to find out who sent it, and why. After he has learned all he can about the note, he tosses it to his next neighbor, perhaps saying something about it. ' This new fellow, having become used to the oth- ers ways, hears him say something. He nods, per- haps not having the least idea of what was said. He then picks up the note, reads the name, and throws it to his next neighbor. One watching this performance would hardly consider his aim per- fect, for the note, which is meant to drop on his neighbors desk, does not stop until it has landed five feet or so to the other side of its mark. After some exaggerated whispering, he finally reaches the ears of his neighbor and explains the error. The note, after a lengthy minute, reaches the one to whom it was sent; but the fellows who served as a pony express are in an entirely dif- ferent state of mind than before the note was sent. When the receiver opens the note, he prob- ably finds that his friend is desirous of knowing whether he is hungry or not, or some other trivial question hardly worth the trouble it causes. eVERNON LAIRD. when Earlier Giallvh H WHAT a beautiful morning! thought I when I awoke one day last June with the sun just creeping over the eastern woods. I dressed, said my morning prayers, and was soon out 'in the field cultivating my assigned piece of corn. It was nearly half a mile from home. The birds were singing gayly, and the flies bit the horses terribly, which always is a good pre- diction of a refreshing rain. I was as gay as the birds and was whistling an old tune when I heard a noise. I paid little attention to it and kept on cultivating. I soon knew what that noise was, for the northwest had become as black' as coal. I knew that we should have a terrible thunder shower, but I kept on cultivating, thinking that the clouds would not come fast. I turned around to cultivate another row, at the end of which I should be another quar- ter mile farther away from home. When I reached the end I realized that I could not get home, but I thought I should try it. In- stead of cultivating, I slapped the line on the'i young horse, which knew that now it had to go in a hurry. The horses, going at a good trot through the rows, broke off many stalks, and I slacked up. I came to the end and, opening the gate, drove through it and.shut it. I was still a half mile from home when it started to rain and hail. It being impossible to hold the horses in a hail, I turned under a big maple tree not far from the buildings. Here they stood quiet to protect themselves from the storm. Now, my father happened to look out from the window of the house in order to see where I was. He saw me, and before I knew it he was beside me, telling me to let the horses stand and get protec- tion under a building. He started for the build- ing, but I lingered awhile, thinking it would stop I3 a '3'3-3-3-3-3'3 3-302: l9 2? jW-e-E-ee-e-ee- G45 araa-sss-sq; Page Thirty-one