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

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Cl IE wraiths lift slowly at Memory’s beckoning—and another—a newer era stands revealed. 'fhe city is the roistering giant at the gateway of the West—a hundred flags crowd its wharves and a thousand streets entwine its domain, but close to its throbbing heart is its college— enthroned in a manner befitting the first born and the first loved. Yet the still, calm, graciousness has passed; from the ramparts of the world Adventure swirls its red cloak. The century resounds with martial note, scions of the city and sons of the college march shoulder to shoulder down the Avenue, the long line of blue pauses before the gate of the college —a blackrobed teacher raises his arm in blessing—the regiment swings away, that moment is part of this b ok.

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gDECADE passes... and with the promise of Spring high in the air, inexorable Catastrophe strikes surely and fiercely ... a metropolis buries its grandeur in ashes—its college is no more. Born of twin travail it meets companion destruction. The city is not alone of walls and lowers—the college of book and cloistered nave, and ere another Spring trips north, a city is rising Phoenixlike, and in rambling, hastily erected structures, its college has flung open its heart to another generation of Youth. The generation is followed by yet another —the city exults in Antean strength, yet its college pauses—falters ... it has given its strength lavishly and without stint to lift its city to the higher pinnacle and itself lies exhausted and nigh forgotten in the shadows cast by the magnificence it has, with unswerving loyalty, created.