University of Maryland School of Medicine - Terrae Mariae Medicus (Baltimore, MD)

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THE CLINIC them unless he pays them a visit to their Festive Budoir . Our officers consisted of Hanson, president; Stevens, vice- president; Wise, secretary: Austin, treasurer, and lastly, our Oriental friend, Farag, sergeant-at-arms. Our greatest accom- plishment of the year being the publication of the Clinic, the first year book of the college. This was carried out by the fol- lowing board of editors: Hanson, Miles, Bancroft, Scanlan, Summers, Ryan and O ' Malley. The third year soon ended and examinations were over and after a summer ' s recreation all hands returned to be Seniors. With the same body of men. we opened again in the fall with no new faces save the Rosy Cheeked McCullough, a stranger, and for the first time among us, and Walker, who retired two years ago to join us this fall. Again a battle royal for the officers for the ensuing year. With O ' Malley as president: Collins as ffi ' st vice-president; Barbar, second vice-president; Dan Bevan, third vice-president; Crook, secretary; Wise, treasurer, and Coughlan, sergeant-at- arms. Now that this year is gliding by and the Last is best of all the game, we all look forward for a piece of parchment in the spring, and are trusting in the faculty till the ' ' breechen treaks and wish the Clinic of ' 08 the heartiest success. Anthony W. Lamy, Historian.

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Tke Medical Student (With apologies to Rudyard Kipling) When the medical student goes off to school, He acts like a babe and drinks like a fool, And then wonders why he does ' nt like the school. Ere he ' s fit to be called a student. Now all you fellows who come here to stay. Just shut up your mouths and hark to my lay And I ' ll sing to you of a student as far as I may; A student that ' s fit for a student. When first you are quizzed and you ' re wishful to duck. Don ' t look or take heed of the man that is stuck — Just put up a bluff and trust to your luck, And make a good guess hke a student. When half of your answers fly wide of the mark. Don ' t think the Professor is always a shark, He ' s human, as you are— and oft in the dark. And he knows you are only a student. When, with an expression of just rushed for time. The Professor starts quizzing right down your line, Just take it easy, and take your time, For a quiz never startles the student (?) But the worst of your fears are exams, on ahead. You must study damn hard for all that is said, And if unprepared, they ' ll knock you out dead, And you ' ll flunk like a fool of a student. If some have flunked and the rest look white. Remember its cowardly to quit without fight; So get out your cribs, lie low and sit tight, And, at least, pretend you ' re a student. And if in exams, your head ' s full of pains. Till you scarcely know just what it contains, Just light up your pipe and handle your brains, And sit and look like a student. L. P. J., ' 08. 28