St Olaf College - Viking Yearbook (Northfield, MN)

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Theodore R. Dahl O. M. Thompson J. G. Hegstad Henrietta Anderson Martin Lien Anna Hanson Henry A. Okdale Laura,El1efson Carl C. Swain Conrad E. Tharaldsen Elmer G. Fardal Minard L. Glarurn john A. Holvik Alfred Forness Theodore I. Saed Olaf O. Arlen

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SENIOR CLASS l MOTTO: Esse quam viderif' CoLoRs: Silver gray and navy blue. President, H. A. OKDALE. HONORARY MEMBERS. Dr. and Mrs. C. A. Mellby. OFFICERS. Vice President, A. FORNESS. Secretary, ANNA HANsoN. Treasurer, E. FARDAL. 12 m Wi

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History of the Class of ,07 ISTGRY deals with the events which have shaped the condition of l l the world, and tells the deeds, thoughts, hopes, and feelings of men and nations, and itraces the supreme events of the world. Telling the story of this class will be setting before you onlyta fragment .of the wor1d's history. Whole books could be written upon each member, so vast and varied are their experiences, thoughts and hopes, but space is limited. There- fore only the common experiences of all must be chosen and the deeds which con- cerned us all as a class, some of which stand out in bold relief while others are only as a vague dream. Now after we have climbed and struggled up the hill of learning and at last stand upon the topmost pinnacle and look back upon the way we came with its seemingly insurmountable difficulties looming up, but which we have safely and triumphantly crossed, we can speak the sentiments of that ancient general, Wt came, we saw, we conquered. The fall of 1903 marks the beginning of an epoch at St. Olaf, for that was the year we came. Those first weeks were dark and cloudy, and I doubt not but what rain and tears fell together. Anxious to keep up the standard of classes who had gone before us, we even as freshmen came up to the requisites-were verdant and felt lost among the jostling crowd, but as the autumn advanced we gradually acquired the color of our surroundings and began to feel at home. All kinds of unaccustomed work poured in upon us from all sides until we were almost drowned, but we managed to keep our heads above the Hood as it carried us along with it. It was not long before We saw what college life was like. Wfe had now come and seen. Did we conquer? Indeed we did. We fought our way through the mazes and intricate windings, beginnings, and endings of the Greek verb, and we did not go astray even among the unknown quantities of Algebra and Calculus. We encountered Horace, fought and struggled with him, overcame him, and with light hearts left him to his doom. Thus one hero after another has been overcome by us and in triumph we can look back upon them as they lie fallen in our footsteps. With Phaedo we were in the court-room and heard the trial of Socrates and with sad hearts saw him led off to his doom. ln Livy's most realistic descriptions of Hannibal's march we felt ourselves drawn in sympathy to Hannibal and spent one of our most terrible winters crossing the Alps with him. But do not for an instant think that our sojourn here has been devoid of 14