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

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THE CONSCRIPT And England's transports ply the Seven Seas, Whose far-flung empire calls the battle peal, And bares the blade for Mother Britain,s weal. Indian, Gurkha, Anzac, Sengalese Press to the Flemish shambles without cease. And the astounding Prussian eats their steel, Sees column back on shattered column reel Before his might and scorns to call them Peace Daunted, nor conquered by a world of foes, Reckless he dares the sovereignties that rule The fullest concourse of their power to pool And come against himg all his chance he throws In one fell cast to test their vaunted blows. Who counts him beaten yet but acts the fool! Out of the red rack, ruthless, aye! and cruel But still magnificent his valor grows. But Lo! There flames athwart the tyrant's hold Thy sword, Columbia, for Justice drawn, Undaunted by the gladiator's brawn Untempted by the Teuton's blood-stained gold. For thee, dear Mother, are our bosoms bold, For thee our swords shall usher Freedom's dawn. And, Conscript brother, know what task is thine: We iill the breaches made in Prussia's foes, On her ambitious insolence the blame! Not that it's choice of either yours or mine, The sword is girded to our sidesg God knows The least we're going to do is play the game! 27 ! V. W. Hallimm.

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Uhr Qlnnnrript ROM Alsace to the sea, France gaily bleeds Along her stricken bordersg dares behold The ever-lessening ranks of men and gold That are her lifeg the Belgian Monarch leads, From the red hoof-beats of the Uhlans' steeds, His troops, that languish in an alien fold ' Or dying on the last frontier they hold, Subscribe their passion to War's fiercest creeds. Russia, poor, mighty, manumitted slave, Tastes the worst fruits of Freedom's empery And blinded by their essence, cannot see The yawning chasm of her national grave. One day Roumania bared her battle-glaive Then saw her armies vanish in a sea, Engulfing, of the Teuton infantry, A Conqueror's banner on her turrets wave. And Serbia saw her wasted legions piled In typhus gravesg beheld her ravished lands A blackened prey to the invaders' brands- Fought grimly, fiercely-and her trumpet wild Thrilled with her death cry. On her hearths defiled Flowed Montenegrds blood and Austrian hands Wrought for her mountaineer's enslaving bands, And ancient castles of Cettinje spoiled. For every foot of ground her armies gain Another life is lost to Italy:- Still can the last, out-posting sentry see, Though two long years are From Alpine fastnesses, the And blooming realms of his And knows at last, however That all the gallant sacrifice rolling plain own Lombardy, bitterly, is vain. blasted with their slain

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H3111 at Olinrlf' T.isn't really a'trick at all, said the den- f' qw t1st to his patient, the salesman, though -5-31 fi to tell the truth, I don't understand it ve s myself. It's a wonderful faculty a friend of mine has for knowing what's going on in a place, though he may not be person- ally present, or have any means of communcation. You can lay out here on the table an entire deck of cards, face up, and touch any one of the fifty-two. Then proceed to the telephone and call up 'my friend, and he'll tell you what card you have touched. Impossible, said the patient. I'd bet almost any- thing that it can't be done. It might, however, be worked if you did the telephoning, and had some combination of words, or code of your own to use in talking to your friend, from which he could easily say what card had been picked out. But if I phoned your friend,-why, I'd wager a twenty-spot he couldn't tell the card. I'll take you up on that, said the dentist. I-Ie produced a deck of cards and handed them to the salesman, who shuffled them carefully, and laid them out, face up, in four rows of thirteen cards each. The salesman, at the request of the dentist touched one, that happened to be the six of clubs. Now, said the dentist, step to the phone, call up Franklin 1337, ask for my friend, tell him that you're in my oihce and have touched a card, and ask him what card you touched. The salesman followed out directions, and after a -momentls pause, the Words came over the wire: That Was the six of clubs you picked out. The money was the dentist's. f ll F 5505 NVQ? X A3455