St Ignatius College - Ignatian Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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I-IOPELESS HARD Y 21 Jack was caught up by his victorious team mates and a triumphant serpentine wound about the field. Who said ,Tack Hardy would never learn Rugby ? roared a youth with a stentorian voice. From his lofty perch upon the shoulders of three giant forwards Jack Hardy held up his hand for silence. I learned that Rugby back at Michigan, fellows, but we only used eleven men. I guess I'm still a hopeless case. Three times three for 'Hopeless' Hardy, bellowed the lusty-lunged youth. Then the cheering began. Warren W. Brown. Qlhrintman Glorious Christmas morn, Fount of grace untold! With thee He was born, Glorious Christmas morn, Who, of glory shorn, Shared our lowly fold. Glorious Christmas morn, Fount of grace untold! William M. Queen.

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l ll Uhr Sarranwntal Imrh EHOLD! the town, a surging mass Of pilgrims, come from every class, And rich and poor, from far and Wide, The truest steel that God has tried. From Asia's farthest shore they hail, And Europe's outmost hill and dale, From ancient Egypt's sunburnt Held They come, their humble praise to yield. From early morn they throng the ways, In hope to see and utter praise To Him who rules with gentle rod- The Christ, the Sacramental God. As some there are who only feign Devotion's warmth, a gentle rain Is dropped, from fleecy clouds above Dispersing those who do not love, These only come to rudely stare, But those with tender, earnest prayer Give proof of love by word and deed, And beg their Savior Sweet to speed His coming, restless, they await The blessing, from the delegate Who tends the Fatherls Flock on earth With help from Him, Whose lowly Birth Brought joy to us, and all our trust, Defeating sin and pride and lust. X as wk ff :sf ak But hark! the sacred van draws nigh! Hell's tyrant and his minions fly! The Savior comes! Ye bards, sing praise! Ye sinners list, and hear the ways,