Editorial Comment
You have gone to college and through college. You have
Class *15 graduated, accepting what the University had to offer. You
are no doubt beginning to realize seriously, some of you at
least, that, whereas, you have been college boys and girls for four years,
you are now to be college men and women for life. We feel you are
proud of the Old College, proud to be numbered among her Alumni. We
greet you with a most cordial welcome into our midst. While we con-
gratulate you and are pleased with you, we would ask you to keep in mind y
_ that the University which gave you your training was created for public
service, and you yourselves were trained for service rather than to make
you efficient for your own ends. The University is judged by its
Alumni—by you in part——and you are now called upon to show your
worth by your service to your community, your county, and your State.
Please do not confuse service with efficiency. The University has en-
deavored to make you efficient for service, and efficiency in service is what
is expected of you, but mere efficiency, not linked with service, is like the
body, which without the spirit is dead. Service is the watchword of the
present and every progressive age, and he who always gives-—and is ever
ready to give——will have the reward of duty well done and of making his ‘
own life sweeter and happier by serving others. We know of no greater
joy than that of unseliish service.
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The subject of this editorial involuntarily re-
The Sccretaryship minds the writer of the following story: At the
railroad station of a very small hamlet of the
West—and the not—far west, either-—a party was waiting to see the fast
express go by. The party consisted of an old man, an old woman, and
a little white dog. There was a whistle_in the distance, then, presently,
a nearer whistle, and then a rush and a roar and a great clou_d of dust-
and the train had come and gone. Straight up the track after the fast-
retreating train ran the little dog. The old man looked at the old woman
and the old woman stared at the old man. Presently the old woman
asked: “Do you think he’ll catch it ?" And the old man, slowly shaking
his head from side to side, said: “I’m wondering what he’ll do with the
blamed thing if he does catch it !"
V In paraphrasing the statement of the philosophy of the old man, the
writer has caught the Secretaryship of the Association and can’t get rid
of it. Mr. Harry Edwards was elected to iill this important position, but