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

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LIBRARY BAL ' V: ' ■ ' . - ' CGLLF ' IT ,L SURC Editorial HE primary object which has been sought in the preparation of this edition of the Mirror, by the Edi- tors, is the establishment of a closer relationship of the members of the Class of 1917 to one another and a class as a whole in more intimate communion with the ideals of the College. The Editors hope that the ideals you have cherished and absorbed from the personal wholesomeness and closer contact with your fellow classmen will help you along the hard road which leads towards Success. Habits are established not mainly and merely as the results of intellectual conceptions, but by the influences of social intercourse with your fellowmen. So with these thoughts, the Editors have endeavored to immortalize in this edition of the Mirror your habits and foibles as a result of your social intercourse. To the Faculty and. to the undergraduates, to those of us who have fallen by the wayside we cherish what help and assistance you have given us by your zeal and hopes for our success, by the school spirit we cherish and hold dear, and by the memories you have left behind. We, the Editors, with all good will to one and all, leave for your judgment the 1917 Edition of the Mirror. Judge it not by its failures or its merits alone — but by the spirit in which we have labored to make it a success. EDITORS. 3 V 1 .

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To the Fellow Who ' ll Take My Place Here is a toast I want to drink to the fellow I ' ll never know. To the fellow who ' s going to take my place, when it ' s time for me to go ; I ' ve wondered what kind of a chap he ' ll be. and I ' ve wished I could take his hand, Just to whisper, I wish you well, old man, in a way he ' d understand. I would like to give him the cheering word, that I have longed to hear, I would like to give him the long hand clasp, when never a friend seems near; I ' ve learned my knowdedge by sheer hard work, and I wish I could pass it on, To the fellow who ' ll take my place, some day, when I am gone. Will he see all the sad mistakes I ' ve made, and note all the battles lost? Will he ever guess of the tears they made, or the heart aches they have cost? Will he gaze through the failures and fruitless toils, to the underlying plan, And catch a glimpse of the real intent, and the heart of a vanquished man? I dare to hope he may pause some day, as he toils as I have wrought, And gain some strength for his weary task, from the battles which I have fought. But I ' ve only the task itself to leave, with the cares for him to face, And never a cheering word may speak, to the - fellow who ' ll take my place. Then, here ' s to your health, old chap; I drink as a groom to his bride, I leave an unfinished task for you, but God knows how I ' ve tried. I have dreamed my dreams as all men do, but never a one came true. And my prayer today, is that all my dreams, may be realized by you. We will meet some day in the great unknown — out in the realms of space. You will know my clasp as I take your hand, and gaze in your tired face. Then all your failures will be success, in the light of the new found dawn — So I ' m drinking your health, old chap, who ' ll take my place when I ' m gone?