File:The Haverfordian, Vols. 31-33, 1909-12 (1912) (14586369389).jpg

Identifier: haverfordianvols3133have (find matches)
Title: The Haverfordian, Vols. 31-33, 1909-12
Year: 1912 (1910s)
Authors: Haverford College
Subjects: Haverford College -- Periodicals
Publisher: Haverford College
Contributing Library: Haverford College Library, Quaker and Special Collections
Digitizing Sponsor: LYRASIS Members and Sloan Foundation

View Book Page: Book Viewer
About This Book: Catalog Entry
View All Images: All Images From Book
Click here to view book online to see this illustration in context in a browseable online version of this book.

Text Appearing Before Image:
our old mothers. No one shall have anyexcuse for saying that I am a burden on my son. No, my dear boy, my ♦Althoughshe is in some respects like Ma Wilfer in Dickens Our MutualFriend, Mr. De Morgan has given us an artistic portrait, not an artistic caricature. 88 THE HAVERFORDIAN wish is that you shall feel free. Thus she always took the zest out ofany pleasure in which Prosy occasionally indulged. But these two characters are merely typical. There are many othersas lifelike, as natural. Rosamond, The Major, The Other Major (vileold gossiper and mischief-maker that he was!) the Professor and hiswife, Tishy and her lover, that young counter-jumper in a depart-ment store, who numbered among his claim^s to consideration the pos-session of a genuine Stradivarius, what a mental gallery of fine oil por-traits they are! They are not mere photographs, as some critics haveclaimed; they have been painfcd with that matchless art in which sim-plicity hides the cunning. /. C. P. A SONG OF SADNESS
Text Appearing After Image:
LEAVE the world behind All ye that have lost the questGo mind the call of the windAnd draw to the oceans breast. For only the deep drawn breathFar, far from the scorn of men Can make life sweeter than death.Until you return again. When you long for the winds caressAnd the joy of a bounding sea Then only the wind can guessThe depths of your agony. Then return with the wild free song Of the ocean in your earsAnd laugh with the world and be strong When the wind has dried your tears. ■lo. THE JUNIOR PLAY It is conceded on all sides that the only excuse for the existenceof the so-called small college is its excellence and a certain individualflavor, a suggestion of the unique, in its achievement. To take anobvious case in the way of athletics, this College has always placedcricket at the head of its sports, and has always held its reputationfor excellence in the game. It is true that an appallingly small num-ber of colleges or schools can be found in the cricketing list, and thatthe cham

Note About Images