Susquehanna University - Lanthorn Yearbook (Selinsgrove, PA)

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terrible now in the light of the present. Reflection on this fact ought to make us more courageous to meet the trials that must surely come to us as we go through life. We know of no way of judging tlie future but by the past. In so much, only as we have been earnest, hard work- ing, conscientious students, we may predict reasonable success for the members of the class. We do not make the error of supposing that we stand upon some pinnacle from whence we are about to step down to an awe struck world to be received like e.xpected saviours. Saviours are not received in that manner. Besides, there are hundreds of in- stitutions sending out at the same time with Susquehanna, as many graduates as she is. Some are sending out more, and all these graduates are presumably as well trained and taught and as eager as ourselves. The world will have need of them according as they have made themselves useful to it. But withal, we look with happy anticipation to the labor and service in the world that awaits us, glad that we are somewhat equipped to do for ourselves, society, humanity and God. Historian ' 09 25

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Senior History 111 tracing out the history of things, the historian often finds great difficulty in arriving at the true beginning of them. He also finds trouble in assigning adequate causes to many phenomena. Some such difficulties would come to him who would attempt a thorough history of the Class of Nineteen Hundred and Nine. When did this class begin its existence as a class? Not in 1905, unless we allow a great deal for the changing personnel of classes. There is a possibility that a graduating class may not contain an original member of the Freshman Class. At least two-thirds of the class were not present here at the opening of the Fall Term in 1905. Yet as a class we have had regular growth and attendance sufficient to enable the historian to tell something of the activity of the class as a unit. Much more could be told if the circumstances had been different. The number of members in the class has been frequently changed. It is now eleven and has been so for the last two years. But one girl graces our number and her in- fluence and charming manner have ever had a wholesom; effect upon the rough masculinity of its other members. As a class we have always been a factor to be recko ' .ied with in the institution, sometimes perverse, more often, we hope, good. In the days of class scraps we were heard of and gave a good account of ourselves. In class contests we usually acquitted ourselves creditably. Individuals of the class have often brought honor upon it. Intellectually, they have done well in the class room, on the rostra of both literary societies and in the contests for the prizes that are offered from time to time. The class has given assistant teachers to the academy, an assistant librarian to the institu- tion, singers to the glee club, leaders and officers in the Y. M. C. A. and members to the dramatic club. Some of its members have served on the staff of The Susquehanna. In athletics the class has always had representatives on the college teams and has furnished captains and managers. According to the differences of talent, disposition and inclina- tion, some are preparing for the ministry, some for teaching and some for other professions and vocations. In the sciences and liberal studies some have elected one course of study, others another. Now, after all the changes incident to four years (more or less, as you are minded to consider it) fraught with hard work, pleasures, disappointment, mistakes, and victories as well, we have at last to face the fact that our college days are near the close. We are sad to say good-bye, sad to take leave of the dear old school around which so many memories cling and sad to part with the friends and associates we have made here. Parting with some of them means parting forever. But we are glad when we look back upon the rich treasures of the past, held dear in our memories. We will cherish them and not forget them. The difficulties, discouragements, and hardships of the past seem less 24

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Senior Prophecy ' Twas a clear, cold night in early March. Outside, the stars twinkled and danced in the keen air, but within the electric lamp cast its warm brightness over the shining beakers and tubes of my long laboratory with great good cheer. I had been working for many hours with those beakers, striving to realize my fondest hope-that of discovering the future. For I am a dreamer. I believed that in each person, there were certain qualities, which so combined as to produce unnatural growth, would reveal the after life. That just as the flower, under the influence of artificial heat, blooms before it ' s time, so the germs of success and ambition properly nourished would show signs of what was to come. But so far, failure had been my reward and the row of little amber vials, each of which contained a few drops of the life fluid of my friends, given for the sake of experiment, seemed to mock me as they flashed in the light. Discouraged, I poured chemical after chemical into the test-tube, neither noting nor caring what it was, hoping against hope that I might find the true solution. Finally to a portion I added a drop or two from one of the amber bottles and sank back into a chair to watch the result. Within the tube, the bright red liquid seethed and bubbled as it had so oft before, the light flashing and playing in a m riad of colors. But all at once there was a change. Grad- ually the colors faded and the liquid became clear as crystal. Then a slight milkiness clouded the tube and in the cen- ter I saw a quaint, little Dutch church. The bell was swinging in the tower and around the door stood three or four farmers. Up the path to the church came the minister, slowly and thoughtfully, his curly hair lifted by the gentle breeze. I had found it! This, then, was the true solution. Feverishly I reached for the bottle and there was the name, A. C. CURRAN. Success had attended my efforts, for now I had what I had long sought. Taking the bottle marked Thompson, I poured some into the e.ssence and after bubbling had subsided a brilliant scene appeared within the tube. There stretched long stands to left and right filled to the brim with excited people. Below, the white soil and green sod showed in sharp contrast to the running forms of players. And there at short- stop stood TOMMY, resting easily after a magnificent one-handed catch. The third bottle brought no result.- At times the liquid seemed to be about to clear and then the inrushing atoms clouded over once more. The bottle was labeled gaylor, and remembering how near and dear the two had been be- fore, I added the contents of a tiny vial marked dutch. Instantly there was a change and soon I saw a large, new farm house along a country road. On the porch, a man clad in blue jeans, rocked slowly back and forth in an arm chair, gazing about him with great contentment. Beside him stood a little woman with sunbonnet and apron, scattering corn to a breed of chicks about the yard. Then the picture faded and the liquid grew red once more. 26