University of Santa Clara - Redwood Yearbook (Santa Clara, CA)

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THE KEDWOOD. 19 In flDemodam fatber Milliam flDclkinnon Sleep, gentle shepherd, sleep, and may ' thine be The peace of Saints: nor yet fore ' er abide Beneath the silent mound; but lo! inside Those heavenly realms of souls departed, free Repose; and dwell there everlastingly. With Angels pure, at thy Creator ' s side. Oh! good Samaritan, when anguish cried Thou heardest, and to shores beyond the sea, To fight for Christ didst sail, and on the field The dead and dying soothed, while soldiers round thee reeled. From volleys. Truest shepherd thou didst tend Thy Master ' s Sheep, and in their woe befriend. Rest thee, dear Father, not beneath the sod. But in the bosom of thy loving God. J. H. RIORDAN, ' 05.

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18 THE REDWOOD. motion. I could see my companion no longer. Victory is mine! I have conquered V I am at last among the great ones of the world V and similar thoughts rushed through my mind, causing me to experience a sensation which I recall now with grief, be- cause I afterwards learned it was the sensation of Pride. Pride has cast many a man down from the elevated heights of wisdom and of power and this would have been my fate, had it not been for the kindness of my friend. ' You are dizzy, said he. That I am, murmured I. Then fall to the earth or you Avill be carried from this height to the very depths of humiliation. I did as he said and after this little act of humiliation was once more able to stand erect and view the surrounding scenery. WM. JOHNSON, Sophomore. CHAPTER III.— On the Summit. And what a grand vista spread out before us on all sides! Behind us, stretching beyond the limits of our vision, lay the wintry clouds, their white and black so blended that they resem- bled a turbulent sea, and in fact for a moment I imagined that from some tall cliff I was in reality gazing on the storm-tossed ocean. Somewhere beneath that vaporous mass was the busy, restless city with its millions struggling on in search of hap- piness ; the same coming and going and wrangling and discussing that I had heard but a short while ago ! But what a different prospect when I looked out over the scene before me! Instead of the expanse of darkness, I beheld a brilliantly illuminated panorama; instead of the dark clouds my eyes rested on a wonderfully picturesque valley. Nothing was disturbed, nothing agitated. All was serene and calm. Wood- land, hill and river were clothed in wondrous beauty, and as I gazed on the scene in rapture, some soft sweet strains, such as ideal birds might sing, broke out from all quarters of the valley and mingling with the fragrance that rose incense-like from the surrounding foliage, floated sweetly through the tranquil air. But more wonderful still were the varied streams of light pour- ing from the trees, from the waters, and from the many build- ings. I could not contain myself and in ecstacy I exclaimed : Hail, holy light,offspring of Heaven first born ! Or of the Eternal, co-eternal beam ! (To be Continued.)

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20 THE EEDWOOD. STARRY MEANDERS, The Romans played their little game of pila without lining up and exhibiting those sparks of quick action or that sharp fric- tion which is done nowadays in football. Now the Romans might have called jiZrt a game without running reason into a hole, but as to calling anything resembling football a game — well, holes are too common and one must not take chances at all. I know that if I had the choice of playing a couple of halves or doing some- thing else, I Avould sooner strive to unravel the mysteries of Ho- mer, or try to make up jokes for the ' Frisco Examiner. A member of the staff of any magazine might waste paper and mnke a name by writing up comics while our ' Varsity is at practice. It seems to be the aim of every well constructed coach to see how hard the candidates for a team can hit the ground; hence that most uncomfortable institution of falling on the ball is restorted to in oblique cases while the promising youth so far forgets to forget himself tliat he gives litle satisfaction to the coach, who naturally enough wants to see him bore large aper- tures in the gridiron with that part of him that is nearest the sky. But if falling on the ball is unpleasant and distasteful, what must tackling previously occupied spaces of air be like? It is con sidered the very height of good judgment to miss your man about as many feet as is convenient, travel a few yards through space, and then let yourself carefully down on the extreme point of your nose. Of course all this must be done with the utmost cool- ness and precission, otherwise the little merit is lost. Such re- marks as ' fall easier, down lower, are calculated to encourage and not to insult. In the regal game, when the other side has the ball, fate seems to decree that you be ever on the defensive or retreat. The man opposite you makes himself noticeable by the shower of car- esses he bestows upon you, which seem for a time to make you forget the trials and troubles of this life and to give you an in- sight into the celestial. The chances are that you have been told to line up quickly ; without loss of time, so don ' t leave the field more than five or six