Valparaiso University - Beacon / Record Yearbook (Valparaiso, IN)

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11 '; our class has learned the philosophy of true trust. The greatest nattlre is trust. Birds build their nests not knowing what the shall bring, peasants sow their seed expecting a harvest, and states- 6, a nation hoping for the development of their ideas. We trust our 8 trust society, and sometimes we must trust even the generally i formulae of science. Yet this trust is not the blind belief that has i' ity in chains for so long. We believe no man because of his we'believe no teaching without reasons, this is certainly not our ts. HMox nemo temptavit, sanctiusque ac reverentius Visum de mun credere quam seireW elass has had many a spirited election, yet these were always free hing savoring 0f dishonor, each issue propitiously pointing out the for the right place. Beautiful and appropriate class emblems have all year. We were contemplating wearing class hats, but that 't With a yellow patch .011 itXi worn by the Pharmies, disgusted us ' With the hat proposition. We are sure that yellow and maroon is . artistic combination of colors conceived of by any class in modern' id Our beautiful pennants will occupy a prominent place in more enty cultured homes for years to come. savage 0r barbaric races must struggle tenaciously to maintain an y, while the civilized and cultured nations have time for leisure enjoyment. The Classics are envied for their social distinction , ent ease with which they surmount their difliculties. Indeed we do e to- inhale sulphurated hydrogen, we have no hard Roe to hoe, may tilqok in the bookii and tthold handsii as often as we please. eompelled to make no long outlines of Tennyson s poetical works, expressions of slang and. Hwhat notfi yet N111 Memoriam7, is repro- arting inspiration. We fear n0 threatening Cloud that sends forth living electricity. Weems can use no itosmatic pressurey, on us us memorize his notes of the previous day, and the gevolution trainii ,A 6. us far beyond the station of MManties DarlingY, We are inex- i glad that we have nothing to do with theorems, eosines, and A2. real, practical ttstar-gazing? and are often told that we shall pass :nd eighty. During recitation we are lulled to sleep by the incessant tithe .typewriteris pianos just across the hall, and are brought back mundane speart, by someone behind pulling our hair and making us that Hthis world is not ParadiseW Roessler, alone, makes us ttgrown ep up with the band-wagonf and iicombs our hair every day till maps each member of this class should be mentioned individually, but a such a bond of sympathy between each one and class affiliation so well

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10 to our noble, exalted positions, yet we can scarcely realize that we were ever Scientifies. Last September Grandpa could be seen wandering aimlessly about the streets, standing on the corners and repeating Isaiahis despairing wail, ttThe ass knoweth his stall, and the ox his masters crib; but Scientifies do not know, my people do not considerfi At last, he ttgathered them under his wing,,7 from which none have dared look out even to chirp tiSeientifch Regardless of all precedent, honor, and respect, the Classics were not allowed to witness the iinal election of Scientific officers. This might have aroused a little class spirit, and as the unfamiliar sound of an old class-yell almost caused a stampede of fear, the Classics retired from the vicinity. It was . reported that during the election half the class went to sleep, as it was about as dry as one of their lectures on itEnglish HistoryW The Seientifies generally write a class history, so that is a slight evidence of their progress. The Law class is deserving of more respect than is generally conceded to it. Their best members often make strong additions to our class. Then, too, they always send a large delegation to our classes in the Mental Sciences. The Professional course is often taken as a side issue of the Classic, therefore it can be recommended. Each of these classes sometimes write a history. Should the Classics be compared with the other races that inhabit the Hill? Would not Grandpa, even, have to admit that he spends a hard years work on one hundred and fifty to prepare twenty of the best to enter the Classic class? Does not every class on the Hill respect or imitate the Classics? Although we have heard the praises of this university heralded by Visitors and lauded in chapel till we are sick of it, yet we shall ever be glad that the best year of our lives was spent here. The school is not limited by sect or creed, the professors are not trammeled by the criticism of narrow-minded conservatives who have not the least conception or comprehension of what they are denouncing. Yet these denunciations cause not the least disturbing ripple upon this placid stream of inquiry and thought that drifts each student abreast the problems of the times. We are glad to be a part of a system that has done much to perfect the idea of the eo-educational institution. It is really deplorable that in this country of a boasted civilization there are a few colleges in which the girls are separated, guarded, and distrusted like the Victims of a Turkish harem. Trust teaches fidelity. Nature plans that one sex shall aid and be the comple- ment of the other, and instinct rebels against unnatural barriers. Are these girls best prepared for free life when graduated? Why is France a nation of immorality? How many barriers Man has made to separate Godts creatures into castes, sects, and classes when none, often, logically exist! Although some classes in this university may think that because they can weigh a liter of hydrogen or make red precipitates, they are sure of almost

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sub hoe signo vinces J. EVERETTE CALDWELL dum vivimus, vivamus HERBERT A. BROWN