Class of 1902 Classbook . therenever was such a class before, and there never will be again. We have held thisopinion some time, sub rosa, — if you look through our rallv songs you may findsome trace of it, just a hint here and there. But just now, especially, the realizationof the treat that the college is doomed to miss next year is too much for us — weweep — for them, of course. We grant that others may have had their good quali-ties, but privately we are certain that we, of all classes, are in a position to give themadvice on how to become truly indispensable. We might even be gloomy at th
Class of 1902 Classbook . therenever was such a class before, and there never will be again. We have held thisopinion some time, sub rosa, — if you look through our rallv songs you may findsome trace of it, just a hint here and there. But just now, especially, the realizationof the treat that the college is doomed to miss next year is too much for us — weweep — for them, of course. We grant that others may have had their good quali-ties, but privately we are certain that we, of all classes, are in a position to give themadvice on how to become truly indispensable. We might even be gloomy at the 1 29 prospect of leaving, did we not reflect that, after all, we are not unique in our expe-rience of graduation, and that in spite of school-teaching, matrimony, and all otherperils by land or sea, we shall probably be very much the same people twenty yearsfrom now, when we meet to sing again our well-tried creed, that The best you say leaves better yet unsaidOf the class of Nineteen-two. Ethel Withington 130 Ueise >3> Ode for Washingtons ^Birthday Thy country brought thee forth. O Washington, In midst of chaos, darkness, war. The light That slowly dawned did but reveal thy greatness, Nor could find thy equal. As upon The wall whereon the masters of the past Had traced with mystic touch the likenesses Of those whom Florence held in grateful memory, There shows amid the lines that time has dimmed One noble profile, Dantes, clear and strong. So, on the wall that patriot hands upreared Around our young republic at her birth, For her protection, and that thereupon The faces of her great might be described, Thy clear-cut profile, O great Washington, Stands out against a background formed of those Whose traceries are indistinct and blurred. Her noblest son thou wert, O Washington, Her greatest citizen. None other shared The love she bore thee — measureless. And now Full six score yearsher feet have trod the path Wherein thou didst with loving wisdom set them,
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