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

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NEW FACULTY BUILDING 15 nishcs light and air. There is a goodly sized closet built into the wall, a basin with running water, and two electric light fixtures, one stationary in the center of the ceiling, the other movable so that it may be accommodated to the vary- ing positions of the occupant 's desk. When these rooms are occupied there will be in each a desk, two chairs, a bookcase, a kneeling bench and a bed. The floor will be bare except for a sinall rug at the bed side, the walls bare, except for il crucifix and one or two small holy pictures. lt is not definitely known at this writing, when the Fathers will occupy the IIQNV building, but it is certain that they will move in as soon as it is ready. There will be no special ceremonies connected with this change of residence, nor will it be permitted to interfere in any way with the regular college work as it is now being conducted on Hayes Streetg but there will be in the hearts of all those who are interested in the progress of St. Ignatius Church and Col- lege a desire that this change of residence for the Faculty will be followed in the near future by a change of location for the College. Wliat a glorious sight will it be when three innnense buildings crown lgnatian Heights, the College rising in glory to rival the majestic church. and the now completed Faculty Building nestles in between the Monument of Religion and the Monument of Learning. 'HCQWQBEXJS T' F79 A 'riff 'limi' 1 T 'l

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14 THE IGNATIAN occasions will 1nen and never Will women be permitted to enter the cloister. ln this little description, however, we in- vite all to accompany us even into the cloister precincts. Here, in the same western Wing, is the chapel tastefully tinted in buff and not without its ornamental walls and ceiling. The light pours in golden rays through the amber windows and reveals a perfect replica of an Italian Renaise sauce chapel, even to the details of the red-tile floor and of the fretted ceiling. Tn this devotional little chapel the Fathers will assemble for their Community prayers and ill the Tabernacle will repose the Divine Master of the house as an inspiration to those who dwell under the same roof. As we leave the chapel we look down a long corridor to- wards the East. The high wall which extends for more than one hundred feet in length is now hare hut soon will he cov- ered with specially made hook cases which while serving the purposes of a temporary lihrary will relieve the mono- tony of th-e long White wall. Behind this Wall is the kitchen fully equipped for its practical purposes and conveniently located with storerooms in one side and pantry in the other. Beyond the kitchen is the spacious room, with a row of large windows on the north side, that assure an abundance of light and contrihute to the cheerful atmosphere of what, in a religious house, is regard- ed as hoth sacred and solemn, the community Refectorv' The ground floor of the East wing is devoted to living rooms for the Brothers. There too is a large guest room for distinguished visitors. The Rector of the College and the Treasurer have their office and living room, one room serves the double purpose, on the ground floor on either side of this wing. The second floor may he hest descrihed as a hloek I . The corridor runs through a long stretch of rooms on either side in the main huilding and on one side of the wings. Thr- lH1'2'P1' rooms on the South are 1-1 hy 12 feet, the smaller rooms on the North are 12 by 12 feet. One large Window fur-

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The Poppies Hidden in thc orchard path a meadow lark is trilling, Trilling to the morning light that breaks across thc hill, The alder boughs are bending where a silver brook is rilling. And lily pads are showing where the pool is lying still. Spring, O lovely wanderer! comes with blossoms blowing, Pink azaleas dancing gay to melodies untold, Dainty blueliells bending bright where poppy petals glowing. Cover all the meadow lanes with chalices of gold. Golden are the poppy cups that hold the dews of morning. Goblets, spun of fairy gold, are strewn upon the lawn, Burnished gold at evening with sunset rims adorning, And softly golden, frescoed by the fingers of the dawn. Tell me, are they golden too, old pal, where you are sleeping? Has Flanders decked the fields that such a hitter space you lcnewg As glorious as the day we gave you, silent, to its keeping Beside the hidden river-bank where golden poppies grew? lieside the golden bank where oft we strayed together dreaming. Nor ever dreamed lllose velvet lids should droop zllvove your sleep, Your mantle e'er lie woven oi their tender fahric gleaming. As golden as that faith of yours-the faith they did not keep. Vincent VV. llallinan, A. B.. '19.