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

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f N :33-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-33Qi61 E 12C E ?:Echcz-cz-acz-cz-ae-eje-ca-c Illnrgiuv anh Eben illnrgvt Remember that I was your friend When you and I were boys? Remember the hours so happy We spent in childhood joys? But fortune has pulled us apart, And caused each to grow lax and cold; Our friendship, once so strong and true, Is but a remembrance of old. I know that 1 am to blame For our parting so long ago; I know that I did you an outrage, A deed that was cruel and law. But forgive, and then forget The thing that caused our friendship? end; Just forgive, and then forgeta That I was ever your friend. -FRAXCIS E. LOESCH. Night 1-1515 01mm The glorious night has come; The work of day is done. All nature goes to sleep, The fish 'rest in the deep, And stars their night-wateh keep. The whole world goes to rest, The bird upon its nest, The squirrel tn the tree, The cow out on the lea, And all-eyes, all but me. Tis then 1 lie in bed- My arm beneath my heade And thank the God above, Who sends us, like the dove, These hours of peace I love. eVERNON KUEHN. Elbe 7151253221 $atrament God of hosts in mounted splendor, We to Thee our homage render, While on bended knees we sing The joy and praises of our King. Thou lovels prisoner dost dwell, Hidden in Thy lonely cell, Just because Thou lowest man, For whom Thy blood profusely ran. Upon om- altars, Lord, remain, Lest man for love would seek in vain, For only in Thy Heart, 0 Lord, Is respite foundvfrom sorrowts sword. In Thee alone that love abounds, Int Thee alone may joy be found, For only can that love be true Which finds its resting place in You. -T1M0THY REGAN. 39-39-39-93anfo l 9 2 7 S: Page Sixty-one

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f M N D'IEDEa'EO-ED 3-20-20 -:-:9 +10 :53 Eogig 1 E 12C E :qe-cz-cz-e-e-e-eoz-a-e-cac ilnalt 311 a $lnrinua Eyeling? When you wake up in the morning And you hear the old bell pealiug, And you begin to think of Greeke 0h, isnt it a glorious feeling? When youlre called up in your English class, And you blush like a boll that ts healing. When the Prof says, l t Thatls enough from youlte Isnlt it a glorious feeling? When you start a-walking up the stairs, To the dormitory safely stealing, And youtre caught in the act by one you feare Ishlt it a glorious feeling? When the day of the exams arrives, You sit with your poor brain reeling, And the Prof. comes in with a teasing smilee Isntt it a glorious feeling! But when the mouth of June comes on, Aud all the birds are Milling, And every exam is passed and gone-- 0h, isnlt it a glorious feeling! eANTHONY ZUKAITIS. Elite Wintergreen God made the four seasons, Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, He sent them one after another Upon this earth, each to remain Here for at three mouthst reign. When the Wluterls reign was 0,67', There came the Spring, atud said, ttBrother Winter, your way you must tread. Angrtly the Winter packed his ice and snow, And stole the green bulls Spring had sown. Spring could no longer endure this, So lt went to God to tell Him of the Winter. Then God called Winter and Spring together; He gave to Winter the greens he preserved, And thus the story of the wlutergreeu we heard. eFRANCIS HODACH. E112 $mrr2h heart nf 312mm 0h, Sacred Heart of Jesus, Burning with love for me, Keep my heart on fire Always with love for. Thee. I am a poor, poor sinner, Who needs Thy love so much; Oh, please be ever hear me, For I need Thy soothing touch. 0h, Sacred Heart of Jesus, Who spilt Thy Blood for me; Please cause me in my trials To suffer them all for Thee. 'eJOSEPH SCHWAB. Page Siwty-three