Syracuse University - Onondagan Yearbook (Syracuse, NY)

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you ; she comes to 3-ou every vear with a mess of por- ridge, hot, cold, all together, she serves it to you. Old jokes you used to hear, pranks you used to perform, all are here. We are still the active, merrv, luck}-, careless students you once were. Seniors, we pity you ; so soon to depart, — whither? A shingle, a studio, a pulpit, a ruler, a desk I Dignitv gone: learning gone ; college gone. But cheer up. You are a good sort of class ; we like you. Adieu I But the world, the world, who ' ll care for the world ? Juniors, we ad- dress voLi confidently ; you are the quintessence of all goodness ; we let 3-ou rest, idle, sportive youths : from you we ask only pleasant words; your help we acknowl- edge. Your hands again I Shake on our friendship. Sophs, Oh I wily Sophs, peace be to you. ' Don ' t be frightened. We only wish to salute you. Freshmen, we shall see more of you ; you are plastic yet. huge, form- less, vast. But be not discouraged ; there is hope ; even the most unpromising clay can be moulded, the more ' s the pity. The mushroom grows in a night ; we saw you grow. To those that have helped us we return thanks. In de- signing our cuts ; in writing the historv and other matter of the medical college; in the promptness of all on whom we have called for aid, we have met cordial and hearty assistance. Our gratitude you merit. Finally, to all, our best wishes, the best wishes of our class and our University. If vou are amused, we are sat- isfied. We do not boast ; we will not apologize. Are we nonsensical ? Life is half nonsense. Wit is rare, sense is rarer — fun is everywhere. Don ' t ask us for deep jokes ; we are tired of metaphysical puns. You will think more of us when you know us better. In the future remember us. By and bv we shall be older, wiser, better. We then shall have stopped toying with our pens to be earn- est workers. Now we come to you and salute you ; you will read our works and murmur, Only the Oxonda- GAN. Only the Onondagan, friends, that is all.

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alut-aler-y. Gentle Reader : The Onondagan asks to be admitted for a moment to your confidence. Merry as ever, it only claims a moment of your time to make its bow, a friendly bow, and a word ot explanation. We haven ' t written this book to make you wiser, for wisdom seldom dwells in young heads. In it we have tried to mirror, not ourselves, but the life and sentiment of the University. Look in its pages and you will see a portrait, and of that portrait each student is a part. Gently, now, friends. We do not ask you to criti- cise us ; if you find anything to praise, send us a marked copy of your opinions ; but if you find aught to censure keep it to yourselves. We are happy in our dream of suc- cess, and you, — why, you ought to be happy that you have escaped our pen. We have tried to be fair, candid, unprejudiced in all our work ; inclined to be jovial, yet still severe when nec- essary. Unavoidable characteristics and strong person- alities we have avoided. What you can remedy we have not spared. Heaven help some of you ! Do our jokes cut ? We meant they should. Do they come near home ? We intended to call on ) ' ou. If you feel cross and re- vengeful, spend your spite on your faults ; you will have little left lor us. Are you sensitive to our probings ? • Yoii will not be seriously wounded. You will survive when our book is gone ; but don ' t despise the book for the truth it contains. The Onondagan is just. Malice and ill will we have not. After the sting you will see us laughing ; we are but playing our part in your history. We hate lying; we abhor affectation ; we like you ; come and sit at our table. Alumni, friends, remember Syracuse ; she remembers

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