St Johns University - Yearbook (Queens, NY)

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G T fxfx X,-,LS JS-l,5X3 nagff' Q' --'II'-'fr L' Tr.-.,. .,,. .-I----.. ' - L . 5 liiezi 1 I LS Y .. - f'? 'A Bl f-1-ff-' iggif. ffl ,I R 157193.-hiv W , if ' . 'T 7355 fs- 132- . 1 .,-:. . 0 - 4' 'ie ll ig- F' - it L . 'P ' :L - X-ai... QE ii eg Y T we shuddered to be called when we knew that preparation was wanting. Lincoln said, You may fool all the people some of the time, and some of the people all the time. Mr. McCabe was indomitable. You couldn't fool him at any time. Liller would pitch down the chalk in fury, slowly slouch to his seat and know that he had failed. He was dead for that day. Not even the wit of Dr. Power could amuse him. Ryan was missing from the class. His education in the Greek Classics was in potency when he reached St. Iohn's, and he had to start sometime. VVe longed for argument. The little red haired boy of yesterday was no longer a fledgling in Math. He knew Analytic and so we had to wage the war without him. The class was fatal for Graham. He was no mathematician. The fourth quarters' mark read, Parturient montes, nascetur ridiculus musf' Doctor Mulholland greeted us with a smile and a T hope you'll work this year and cut out that nonsense. Perhaps we didn't cut it out for the Doc was still in action. Hujus for all genders and a waving motion with the right hand. Hinc for all genersf' dwelling on the all with the same motion. The sweet witty soul of Ovid still lived in Dr. Mulholland. Dr. always carried a small rectangular box that he opened when under stress of emotion and sometimes at other times. And he waved a blue flag at us. 'iGraham youlre gabblingv Heads up. Curran, developed a mighty contentious character. He didn't always sit up and cut out the nonsense. Drastic action was needed. Our prodigy often received a sudden exeat from Latin class. He was addressed in the imperative mood, however. The roll call always warranted mirth, Callahan and Curran and Carey is right, and Hannon and Giovinco is rightl' etc. Someone would laugh. 'Tll pack you right out of the room. Dr. had famous, quotable phrases, Two-' thirty. Can't see it, can't see it. Can you help us out Giovinco? The door is on hinges. VVell who ever denied it, Dr? replied a youth one day. Get outf' Two-thirty in Lecture Room A. Go on Ryang is wrong is wrong, is humbug-now listen man. A gesture always accompanied the latter sentence. The hand moved up and down with a wrist motion, the middle finger lower than the others. During examination how often we heard. Your lingers are in the wrong page. Dr. Mulholland will hold a place in the heart of every man, until memory is no more. Our college days would be ill spent without him. Who in the history of St. Iohn's has sat in his class and forgotten his pet expressions and lively motions. We revere him and keep him in sacred remembrance. 31

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