Western Oregon University - Yearbook (Monmouth, OR)

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THE NORM TWELVE . $iftainry President Ackerman, Faculty, Fellow-Students, Members of the Alumni and Guests,- I T was a time-hounored custom among the ancient Greeks and Romans to erect statues and memorials in public places of those heroes and events deserving special com- memoration. Their object was two-fold; first, they wished to show their lovetanol admiration for those who had done s:mething of moment for their beloved country; secondly, they realized the value of having constantly before their youths these great men and events; they realized that constant associa- tion with the great was an inspiration and often led to- an emula- y tion of those thus euloglze-d. The result was a nation loved and honored by her friends; feared and respected by her enemies. We, as a nation, are only beginning to realize the influence wielded by a 'great masterpiece. i Ruskin says, 51 would rather have in my living room the picture of a. beautiful landscape than to be able to View the scene from my'window; because in gazing at the picture I see not only the- View but see also the greatness of the man who willed the brush? , We may not all agree with Ruskin in this assertion, but we do all agree that constant inter- course with the great, either in person or through their works, tends to elevate the youth. ' With this thought in mind and in a small way to show our appreciation of the ser'vicesrendered us by our Alma Mater, and trusting that our gift may wield an influence over those who enter these halls later, we, the February graduates of the year nineteen hundred twelve, wish to present to this institution a slight token which we hope will keep our memory fresh in the minds of those we leave behind and remind all who enter these halls of nineteen hundred twelveis undying interest in. the Oregon N ormal School. In it we have expressed in a very infinitesimal way the great love, esteem, gratitude and appreciation we feel for the invaluable services rendered us by our Alma Mater. Therefore, in behalf of this class, I present. to you this emblem . of our great love. Thesebas-reliefs represent. our school not only as the sun of prosperity shines over it, but in its days of adversity

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u mm mm m Wm M MMM? xi 1 u n WM! till rum hf amt I ? mi 311'. V .1! van 3 M M q ... M m. ELEVEN THE NORM before Calling Quail was to become- the wife of Gray Wolf. As the time for the wedding drew near, Calling Quail went about bidding her friends good by, all the while her heart grow- ing sadder and sadder. On the last evening, after all the men were seated around the campfire, she stealthily made her. way to the little spring to bid her true lover farewell. Gray Wolf had heard rumors of these meetings and being suspicious, followed her. When Calling Quail had retraced her steps through the heavy pine wood and was standing near the campfire, she heard a distant agonizing cry which caused her heart to sink within, her. The next morning Gray Wolf pulled his canoes ashore saying, lt1 am sick. We shall not go today. All day the fog hung heavy and damp over everything. When evening came Calling Quail said, iiI go get clams for to-morrowis feast? As soon as she was out of sight she paddled her canoe swiftly and silently up the river instead of down, for she knew Wrestling Bear would be waiting for her above. . . When supper was ended and the braves were sitting around the fires whiling away the hours in the usual manner, there was . suddenly borne to them on the night wind, the death song of the Alseas. Instantly they recognized the voice of Calling Quail. With startled faces they ran along the beach calling to her to come ashore. As the canoe passed Yaquina J ohn Point, the moon- light revealed the maiden, sitting in the bow while Wrestling Bear, torn and bloody from blows dealt by Gray Wolf, slowly paddled toward the rolling bar. In spite of the efforts and entreaties of those on shore, the lovers rowed out to the great sea while the song grew fainter and fainter, at least ceased and nothing but the roar of the breakers could be heard. Sometimes on a still evening if you are on the beach, you . may hear a peculiarly distant moaning sound. The old Indians , say this is the song of Calling Quail. E. W.

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t-WK'W mg 7,, h i A'V ittwn rm W m-Nurr Mm ,1 imam m am 'i' MW Mt! Him: '3 M Hum? Vugmg mu wmv'zn 1' w w'wsxtgzm s'a W's? ! mm am. ' h Um, .f ; aquif'am mu n vmmw m 1. i Mi n: hid v! 3 mil 1 up 6.: W 3. Cf mm: H mri- THIRTEEN T H E N ORM as well. Thorwaldsens conception of iiNighti, is symbolical of our school during the past two years, for it, like the goddess of Night, was not dead but sleeping; and the Alumni and friends spread their protecting wings over the Normal, as does the god- dess hers over the two sleeping infants clasped in her encircling arms. The result of this careful nurturing by the Alumni and friends is typified by iiMorning? which is full of life and anima- tion, and which fittingly represents our school at the present time. Today we feel very warmly the glowing rays of the morning sun and tomorrow the full glory of her noonday beams will illuminate its halls ; but never again we trust will the setting sun be typical of the Oregon Normal School. As we are the first class to receive our full growth under its nourishing influence, it behooves us to solicit the diligent garden- ering of the faculties of our successors, so that this sun may never descend, but in the coming years we may see it rising higher and higher until it has climbed to the highest run of the Zodiac. We hope this gift will ever remain here as a reminder of what our school has been and what by patriotism, love and work it has become. As we gaze at these Walls we notice that it has' been the custom 01f graduating classes of the previous years to leave some piece of art to decorate these halls in order that they may assist in beautifying the structure endeared by associations and memories and in order that their names may be writ not only upon the hearts and minds of those who are here today but upon those who enter these halls tomorrow as well. We trust that the succeeding classes will follow the example of their predecessors and will leave some gift that will keep their memory fresh in the minds not only of those who will remain, but of those who will follow. As we go out into the world, each to our various duties at different points of the compass this small remembrance will serve as ttthe tie that binds? and in our diverse positions, our minds and hearts will often return to this day and bring to mind the pleasure and joy we felt as we presented this token to our beloved school. The great satisfaction which will vibrate through out beings as we close our eyes on our surroundings and for a brief span of time are- carried back to our Alma Mater and see our gift helping to illuminate her dignified beauty will in no small measure add to the pleasure of life. We do not give this in an obligatory manner but this feeling of giving has proceeded from a great something in our hearts which poets call filial love; a love that is as enduring as granite and as lasting as time. Our only wish is that this gift may ever be respected and revered and that by the grace of God it will remain upon these walls as long as its sun remains above the horizon.