Temple University School of Dentistry - Odontolog Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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ASSOCIATE EDITORS

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Introduction N presenting this record of the Class of 1901. to those whose love for the class may lead to a perusal of its pages, the editor makes no apology. This book purports to be a reminder of the joys and sorrows, the hopes and fears, which have come to a hundred and more boys who have worked, loafed and played together for three bright years, and who emerge now after the struggle, older, merrier, and wiser—I hope—than when, three years ago. we enrolled ourselves under the banner of the P. D. C. If in opening this book its pages recall the faces of our classmates with whom we associate many pleasant memories in the days when we sang before lecture, or carried the boys up —if they do this, then this book will have accomplished its purpose. But. if there be any who cannot look, without distemper, upon fun and good natured raillery, any who cannot endure that his eccentricities be set down in black and white, any who cannot laugh at a joke when he himself is the person • joked —if there he any such, which I doubt, he is here solemnly cautioned against reading these pages. But to all who love good-natured sport, to all who •• Wr merry units. and friendly cricks. And unco’ tiles, in’ funnie jokes,” will laugh over the merry times we have had together—to these we address our greeting. Examine these pages, be not over-critical, and let us laugh at. and with, each other; and with these remarks we offer this product, not of our labor, but of our plav. to the class of 1901. C. H. Jaoo, Editor-in-chief. 7

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The Mouth Is the front door of your face. It is the aperture to the cold storage room of your anatomy. Some mouths look like peaches and cream, and some like a hole chopped into a brick wall to admit a new door or window. The mouth is a hot bed of toothaches, the bunghole of oratory and a baby’s crowning glory. It is the crimson aisle to your liver, and nature’s apparatus for blowing out gas. It is patriotism’s fountain head, and the tool-chest for pic. Without it the politician would be a wanderer on the face of the earth, and thecornetist and the chorus girl would go down to unhonored graves. It is the grocer’s friend, the orator's pride, and the dentist’s hope. It puts some men on the rostrum and many on the stone pile. It is temptation’s lunch comer when attached to a maiden, and a tobacconist’s friend when attached to a man. Without it married life would he a perpetual summer dream and the dude would lose half of his attractions. And most of all. and greatest of all. if there were no mouths there s ' would be no goodbyes or happy greetings, no words of comfort, of hope, no laughter full of sunshine or songs full of praise ; the hired man could not be called to dinner, and no one would ask, “ Where did you get that tic ? ” v