University of San Francisco - USF Don Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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JVL n 9Tl CLASS ’13 ANNUAL VOL. 1 SAN FRANCISCO. CAI IUNE 1910 NO. To Uev. Herman Joseph (ioller. S. I., this volume is affectionately dedicated. Go search the pearly depths where littering treasures lay: Ope wide a garden rare fresh blown by the god of day: Linger in vastest fields deep-steeped with richest gold I inger in (iazas’ lands, of treasure yet untold. C 'en these can ne'er compare with this ■ —1' humble gift to thee, f)eplete with Freshman's love that will live for eternity. James Actic.srrs McMahon.

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From left to ritfln H »p row) Raymond Kynn, Millou Hairy, Harold C hu 1 Thomas Murphy, Joseph Moiillle. Hem-tfe Nelson Sci’Onil row William Kelly, Joseph Foley. George I.yle, Stanley Kelly, Kdwaid O'Neil, John Schlnppl. Third row Frank Cioed. James McMahon, Robert Flood. Ms. Joseph Sullivan. S. J„ Robert Chambers. Hnuh l ouovan, Adolph Sittro. Fourili row—Duvid I’arry, John (Jrady, Ferry Mvi’nnn.

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6 T II E I KS II M A X . JJaraftisr anil thr Aftrrmath ALL was at rest. A fragrant atmosphere gently wafted the blossoming trees to and fro and played angelic harmony in its course. The east, alight with the golden harbinger of day. dispelled the soft darkness and lit to life the slumbering morning-glory and the drooping sun-flower. The trickling rills through primrosed banks merrily laughed: and the golden-chaliced poppies swayed; and the feathered tribes sang through the forest hall, and Adam and Kve arose. In magnificence, the “Lord of C reation” stepped forth, and justice was the girdle of his loins; and faith, the girdle of his reins. The wolf in joy with the lamb, the leopard fetching playful bounds about the kid, crouched before the master whose voice the calf and the lion and the sheep together revered. The purple vine, ruffled only by the kissing breeze, crept along the garden ways, heavy with its burden of sweetness—a fair gift for him for whom it was created. Smiling were the trees with luscious fruit; rich were the fields with golden harvest, and the king of all creation stood in the midst of it. rejoicing. Before Eve glides the vilest creature of creation. Noting her longing eyes. as she wistfully gazes on the forbidden pleasure, he slimily urges her to eat. She listens and Adam follows. Woe! Woe! They know what ne’er they knew before and monster sin stands before them hideous; the birds in horror, wing away in fearful flight; the beasts with snarl and threat cast at them fiery glances of haughty insubmission. Deep are the groans of that awful voice within them; loud its lamentations; piercing its wailings of agony; menacing its condemnation. Stygian clouds o’er shroud them and roll in fury and thunder in terror; and from their midst quakes the voice of the Almighty. In vain do they hide their shame, born of the theft of sin. The adornments of their souls are gone; the glittering gems have disappeared; their radiant garments have fallen in shreds, and they would conceal their blushes forever. “In the sweat of thv brow shalt thou eat bread till thou return to the earth out of which thou wast taken. Go forth from the paradise of pleasure.” And Gabriel stood at Eden’s Garden with flaming sword raised on high: and ’neath it went Adam and Eve, alone. C. Stanley Kelly.