1919 Cedrus Yearbook

19 SENIOR CLASS OBITUARY 19 ORN September 1.5, 1915,9:30 A.M. Passed from the weary strug- gle and joys of college life, June 6, 1919, 11:30 A.M. Though we are opposed to the custom and habit of the majority of the people in waiting until their friends and foes have de- parted to place a wreath of remembrance in the place that knows them no more, we are constrained to pause for a few moments in reflection upon this departed class. The average person, unless biased or prejudiced, forms a like or dislike to an individual at the first meeting;and now the writer,living in the past, recalls his first meeting with this class and the impressions received. En- thusiasm permeated its entire being, or, in the language of the "vulgar," it was full of pep. How like a youth entering upon life, full of determina- tion to conquer the world, and thinking there is no one like himself, yet after being initiated in the conflict and facing the actualities of life soon succumbs to his environment and settles in the mire of self-satisfaction like those who had trod the same path in previous years. Thus the class, filled with hope,succumbed,after a bitter struggle,to the attacks led by the faculty along the well-fortified lines of Psychology- Economics-Rhetoric-History-Chemistry-Math., "a load that would sink a navy." Not being content with trying the spiritual man,the physical man was plagued with smallpox, measles, and influenza. Yet from all these afflictions it emerged the victor. This class has spent its allotted time in college. Had one time to enumer- ate the virtues of this class, all other matter would have to be excluded from the CEDRUS in order to make room for its history. In all sincerity, it has fought a good fight; and when the time of its departure came,it entered confidently and joyfully into the great unknown world of reality, truly grateful for the privileges and benefits received at C.C. To those who are still enjoying college life, the Senior Class leaves this message:"May you endeavor to emulate this class in all its most worthy traits and lift high the banner of dear old Cedarville." "Men's evil manners live in brass; Their virtues we write in water."—Ibid. —R.N.C. 18