University of Maryland Baltimore Dental School - Mirror Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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Editorial WELL, fellows, the nineteen hundred and fifteen volnme of the Mirror is now ready for inspection, and we hojie that you will be as lenient as possible while perusing its pages. As to the literary merits of this volume, we make no pretensions. It is onr aim to give you a picture of College Life at the oldest Dental College in the world, trusting that it may be interesting to all, and at the same time a permanent record of many pleasant associations to the students of the Baltimore College of Dental Surgery. Life here has been in the past a source of iuspiration to many, and if through these pages we succeed in picturing a glimpse of this life, the purpose of the Mirror will have been accomplished. If anj representative phrase has been overlooked, we assure you it was unintentional. After looking this volume over, if you find you are disappointed, please return to the first and inspect its pages more thoroughly. The Editors extend their sincere thanks to the Artist, to whom they are so much indebted for his liberal aid in designing the various illustra- tions of the volume. Whatever success this Annual may have, the Editors realize it is largely due to the hearty and substantial co-operation of the Ciollege Classes, and to our esteemed Facultj we also extend thanks for their support and sympathy in our efforts, also to the students, alumni and many friends of the College we respectfully submit this volume, hoping that, along with the ]5leasnre de- rived, a stronger zeal and deeper sympathy for the greater life of the Balti- more College of Dental Surgerv mav be aroused. ■ —EDITORS.

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o Dedicatory Ode !Mori ilit world of age uukuo ii. Appalling e ' er in consequence; That gave iis flesli and gave us bone- To gain or lose thy recompense. HoAv long shall men through stress alone, Ensnared by grim malevolence Withstand the ills which thou hast sowni? When thou dost see from day to day. Heroic sons who brave thy fate, Immortals all ; in undismay Launch boldly ' gainst thy fortress gate, Legator thou of man ' s decay. Deny them not but compensate. Insensate world; wilt e ' er thy sway Xo longer seek to decimate? Forget not then ; those sons of thine, Obeying each his impulse high, Stiall cope with tliee by right divine Till love thy deepest secrets tie; Each son, perforce, must thou enshrine. Revering names not born to die.