University of Maryland School of Pharmacy - Terra Mariae Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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p f i i ' Af In iiitroduciiit tins nuinhcr of Tkkua MakiaI ' ; to the Uni- versity world, the lioaril of Ivlitors has felt more or less timidity because of the success achiexed l) ' those who liave in former years placed before its readers the numbers which have ])recedcd the ])resent issue. However, it is not our intention to make a])oloi,fies for the r.His ])r i(lnction. We liave done our best, ami any imfriendly criticism which our enemies may see fit to direct at our broadsides will come to naujj ht, as surely as those poor unfortunates who. in a mistruided UKJUient. injudiciously hurled their les ' in brands at Mr. Iviosevell. One of the oijjecls of jiresenting to the public a W(jrk of tliis nature, is to i)ortray as clearly as possible the life of the student m the jirofessional school. There is, in the minds of many good people, especially of our larger and more cosmopolitan cities, a tradition to the effect that professional-school students are, as a class, a most unnecessar - bum]) on society ' s nose. Itecanse of the indiscretions of the few. all are- condemned. We are here to protest that a man ' s a man. for a ' that. .Many of us. when we first crossed the threshidd of the (dd Uni- versity, were for the nonce at a loss to know what disposi- tion to make of our time, in order to ward off that most insidious of foes, melancholia, more familiarly known as ' ' the blues. and if. perchance, in an unguarded moment, we inadvertently worshi])])e(l too freely at Haccluis shrine, or i)layed too long at the dice, is it within the jirovince of those more forttniate and less passionate individuals who ne er knew the thrill of joy of a full house. a full pot and a full glass to drive away the demons of (ies])air and utter loneliness, to place their seal of disapproval and con- demnation on the poor devils who are so soon to become the moulders of the destiny of the nation? To you who in the i)ast have assumed an antagonistic attitude toward the liot blood of the young professional

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ipjjtratiou To Hon. JOHN PRENTISS POE, A.B., A.M., LL.D. WHOSE NOBI.i; CH.VR.SCTEK ANIi SCHOL. RLY .M ' TAINMENTS H.WE BEEN EOR SO MANY YEARS A CONSTANT SOURCE OF 1NSPIR. TI0N TO THE SONS OF Old M. ryl, ni), This Book is Affectionately Dedicated. 88670

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student, let us suggest the thought that you are but deaUng an unkindly blow at tomorrow ' s truest friend. In the following pages we have endeavored to place before our readers a few of the incidents from lecture halls and elsewhere, which tend to enliven the otherwise too often irksome and uneventful routine of two, three, or four years of a professional school career. We will perhaps be pardoned for throwing aside most of the more serious events. The world at its best is too full of those gloomy misanthropes who seek to make the lives of others miserable with their tales of woe and despair. It is not our intention to sermonize, but we cannot resist a fling at the poor idiot, who once having met defeat in some long-cherished delusion, rushes before the footlights with an I ' ni-the-greatest-martyr-of-the-age air, and proclaims that there is no longer anything worth living for, and that the rest of us had better have our coffins lined and shuffle off this mortal coil as soon as we can settle up our estates. Hence, we have seen fit to omit everything but the cheery side. Between these covers, students and professors alike have been made the butt of good-natured raillery. In accepting contributions, and in our own work, we have earnestly endeavored to omit aught that smacks of enmity or ill-will. There will in all jirobability be a small minority of our readers who, when they first peruse the contents of these classic pages, and run across some jocular reference to an idiosyncrasy they possess, will promptly shed their outer garments, roll up their sleeves, and prepare to wreak sum- mary vengeance on the dastardly perpetrators of the foul plot to condemn to eternal ruin and debasement the shining brightness of their most noble escutcheon. To these we would say, Every dog has his day, keep sweet and let us have ours. We would further commend to any who are of a choleric nature an hour with our good friend, Ellis Parker Butler, in Pigs is Pigs, and with the perplexed Irishman, they might say, But phwhat if thim Dago pigs had bin elephunts? — and what if those scoun- drelly editors be bigger than we? Our latch-string is always on the outside to enemies and friends alike, but some days are our busy days, so kindly choose the one when we are ' out of town. ' To our professors and others connected with the L ni- versity, whose names appear on the succeeding pages, we respectfully ask a most charitable criticism. There have been times since entering the storied halls of this good old University, when, inspired by the name and fame of those earnest souls long since gone before, most of us have felt an all-consuming desire to write our names and deeds on the uttermost pinnacles of fame. These ambitions have burned fiercely for awhile, only to resolve themselves into an earnest, steadfast purpose to hold true to the mark we have subsequently, on mature thought, seen fit to set as our ultimate goal. As the years pass over our youthful, and as yet untiring energies, the Immutable Law Giver shows to us all in unmistakable language the jiaths of duty and of hardship which we must necessarily tra ' el if we would achieve that much coveted success of which, as younger men, we dreamed. Most of us will go to our reward without having our names engraved in the Halls of Fame. Many, however, will in the seclusion of their private lives, gain a place in the hearts of their fellowmen that is not to be exchanged for aught that can be offered by a whimsical but well-meaning public. It is our earnest hope for those who have been discouraged by the revelations during the past ten years of our national life, of dishonesty and graft among those high in authority, that they will not permit the wholesale disobedience of