University High School - Tower Yearbook (Carbondale, IL)

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As the travellers turned away from the Pyramid, they heard: Hear me, man, mortal and immortal: I am old, I am very old. I am a dying Pyramid. But you are immortal. The feet with which you climhed my sides today will turn to dust, hut you have a soul that will outlast me and my brotherhood of Pyramids. Live for eternity. With the shadows of evening now falling from my side, I pronounce upon you a hene- diction. Take it with you across the Mediterranean. Take it with you across the Atlantic. God only is great. The winds have horne this admonition over the Mediterranean, over the Atlantic, over the hills of Southern Illinois to our college, which stands as the Great Pyramid of Little Egypt watching the long procession of students who come, tarry awhile, and go. When they turn to go, our College, like the Pyramid hecomes humanized and gives them its mes- sage to carry across the years.

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or a es this mountain of limestone and ranite has been a fascination for all men. S 8 The have advanced various theories, alwa s in effort to com rehend its massiveness. Y Y P Scientists and scholars have been utterly unable to explain it. Since it is a complete geometrical figure, wise men have concluded that it must have been divinely planned. No other explanation has been advanced to account for wisdom of the structure, for as Isaiah said: A pillar shall be at the border of Egypt, it shall be for a sign and a Witness. Although divinely planned, this pyramid was actually constructed by centuries of effort, and through the infinite patience of man. Through storms of forty centuries it has stood. Storms and rains have drenched it and bombarded it, but there it stands ready to take another forty centuries of atmos- pheric attacks, if the world should continue to exist. The creators of this pyramid have died long ago, but here their work lives on, still intriguing and inspiring man. In building individual monuments of character the same infinite patience and effort are necessary. The Sphinx grew out of surroundings of charm and mystery. The dunes are a changing pattern of color absorbing the gold of the sun, and the dark blue of the shad- ows. The parallel to this mystery and charm is to be found only in life itself, where light and shadow design resulting patterns of happiness and sorrow. As one approaches the monument, he sees the dominant gray color change into silver, then tinge into blond, and finally deepen into gold, this beauty entices one t0 ascend its heights. Higher and higher climbing does not completely satisfy, for one sees a wider and wider range of beauty until it is too great for the mind to conceive. The view of the minarets of Cairo glittering in the sun is enough to fill the mind, and overwhelm the entire being. So it is in life, when monuments of character gain in height, new vistas are opened to the builders so inspiring that one is overwhelmed. Two Hu nrfrswl Tu'e1n'y-Ibrrz' 1 E f in i. V I 4 il.-fu E, ,V nj, T' l V 5 H K lu- T.g ' 0 'Isis , . C! fr' M, -.ywfi ', . ,f s K1 l any A-,L is A I5 as Q Q 152.1-:aa .4 .s at 1 - I 552,325 flag. V I' In ' - t X -,.- '. ,' '.-' ' ..: . 5 ' In iw' ' nf... ' L 1 5- - .li

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