Upper Iowa University - Peacock Yearbook (Fayette, IA)

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so thai the student is do Longer tempted to step from ;i frosty hall into ;i near-by class i- n iil to meel ;i still greater freeze-up from the icy gbu of .1 pro- fessor too wrapped up in sines, cosines, and infinity to dismiss his class by the lirsi bell . ' Nov students are Loath to leave the balls. We peek into a large north room which, for ;i number of years, bas been the attractive headquarters of visiting alumni. Well we remember when the V moved into its new quarters in the southwest corner, we shivered and shook while we declaimed before a class in Oratory. The north half was the librarj in our preparatory daj s. We go up the worn stairs and the class rooms seem about the same. We recall when the new. (lark brown, stationary seats replaced the old chairs upon which we wrote for reference declensions and conjugations in German and French. The Arl rooms which once chan I us an- gone and in their place are class rooms. Strains of music are issuing forth from the same corner as of twenty years ago. We go on up to the third floor and oul of the same room of yesterdaj pops the faithful bell ringer, who is surprised to learn thai the band room was mice shared by the Zeta societj and their brothers and later bequeathed to the Zeth Juniors. The corresponding section across the hall, a pari of which is nov the Collegian office, was occupied by the Aonias and Philos. Leaders of marked ability were developed in those old halls : Sciei Hall is left untouched to remove the feeling of strangeness from visit- ing alumni. It looks the ame. feels the sane, and smells the same with one exception. A planl spares the delving ones the excitemenl of an occasional flare of an alcohol lamp. We look for ■ specimens in botany, which the beloved professor encouraged us to colled in our innocenl childhood days, but the beauti- ful red and purple shades and iridescence of the red algae so carefully placed in a dark cupboard have been exposed to the sunlighl and faded out to a dirty tan en I i.r. We depart a little disappointed over the wreck of the results of our hours of labor. In the Librarj we admire the beautiful mounted peacock, a handsome cluck, a piei f fine Swiss w 1 carving, a brass lamp, centuries old, and other valuable gifts. We note a heavy case of old documents tactfulh placed across the side entrance where ofti n we used to escape when we heard the gentle footsteps of a wrathful Librarian mine through the archway. The Chapel, like South Hall and Science Hall, seems about the same, and human nature, too, about the same fur. as of yore, I see students peeking into their texts. The college mascot, a large white bird dog, joins the student bodj at chapel, his dignity unimpaired bj the coal dust on his coat. Beneath the chapel, in the dining room of old North Hall, the girls are working nut experi meiiis in calories. Here also, in preparation for our departure for California, we might have added to our depleted wardrobe from an attractive array of middies, silk dresses, and other garments. The remaining spi on this floor is I ' l ' i tot In- commercial depart menl . What a pleasing si. dii is the nev gymnasium of brick with a beautiful stage on the east, with kitchen adjoining where are centered the culinarj activities of college parties, in the basement mi the north are girls ' dressing rooms and showers; similar rooms for men on the south, with a swimming pool between. This beautiful gymnasium gives US I he eh max of pleasure, and here in this lovely place our visit is ended. .Mies, c until Greene lit qhes, 1904.

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TWENTY YEARS BACK To feel as did Rip Van Winkle, one doesn ' 1 need to climb a mountain and fall asleep, nor ye1 to have a nagging partner to drive one away from home. Twenty years ' absence from Upper Lowa gives one the same queer feeling experienced by the leading character of that classic. To look about and to find all the babies grown and graduated is much akin to being in a trance. = Pirsl of all. after sightseeing throughoul the West, one begins to scrutinize more carefully the scenery which once, by us, was just taken for granted. We appreciate the wonderful setting of the little college town. We Look with amaze ment upon the grand old oaks. elms, and maples and upon the limestone rocks carved into monuments to Nature as God made her. The work of the Volga in its meandering ' course fills us with admiration of its pari in Nature ' s scheme to beautify Fayette and to instill into the hearts of its people a love for natural beauty. We sec at a glance that the classic Volga is worthy of its time-worn appellation and is deserving of the new and artistic cement bridge with whicb man has spanned it. Unlike the arid parts of the west, this region demands little of man. His main duty here is to preserve, not to create. Arriving at the campus we walk in solemn reverence up ••College Hill and out among the trees. We see the cement walks so thoughtfully bequeathed by Loyal classes and we give particular attention to that one which curves among the old oaks on the north side of the Chapel and leads to the new Gymnasium. How cheery are the lights of the pillars stationed where the roadways enter the ,-ampus and before College Hall and the Library, symbolizing the love of other outgoing alumni. (Well do I remember when, as a young, unsophisticated preparatory student, I was told that in case an arc light on the north road enter- ing the campus failed in its duty, the light would come again if the post were vigorously kicked. ne dark night I tried the experiment. Imagine my surprise when, as if by magic, the light came at my summons. Now all such scientific investigations must he confined to the laboratory. The arc lights have been replaced by masonry of adornment.) Had we not been here in 1901 we might have thought thai the class of thai year hail outdone all 1!.- others by donating the Henderson Library, for it bears thai date on its cornerstone. And so we visited and enjoyed the campus a number of times before any ol the buildings drew us in. For were riot all our old friends, the trees, beckoning to us. ' A few we missed amongst the number. Where were the old cottonwoods that used to shed their wonderful down, ready for the next campus cleaning day — the seeds, parachutes which (loafed aboiil the class room to divert our atten- tion when the staid professor was not looking. ' And where is the little one siilcd tamarack near South Hall which was always so convenient as a lesson in Botany on the effects of sunlight and shade upon the growth of a tree. and. incidentally, as a type of a one-sided student ' s life : one who misses the sunshine of sluilent friendships and activities, and of ( ' hristian and social contacts, seeing only the pages of his books. ' Hither the Little tree has been crowded out or the obstacles 1o all even growth have been removed. Upon approaching ' flic Scm. now known as • ' College Hall. from the west we stop 1o read on a bronze tablet the list of names of Company F. Third lowa Volunteers, and to note the stars. As we see a similar tablet listing the students in the Twelfth Regimenl of lowa Volunteers. Then, almost doubting our own senses, we become aware of a warmth of atmosphere all about us and right in the midst of a cold day! Could it be possible that there is steam heal even here

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