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FEBRUARY 1938 G R A D U A T IN G CLASS
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IT H AS BEEN painted and sketched and made
beautiful; Fountains have been planted in the
middle of its spacious grounds, and palm trees wave
their branches round its shady paths and drives. Not
a house is to be seen for miles; it stands alone in the
midst o f gorgeous scenic splendor. This is our
school — seen through the eyes of an artist; this is
our school, as we should like to see it, but this is
not our school as it is.
A strange, unique building, full of epigrams and
logs, unexpected stairways and paintings, this is
our school. And why not? W e did not come from
the farthest ends of the earth to see a beautiful
building. W e could see those , at home. W e did
not come to see a splendid city; otherwise we should
have stayed in New York. W e came to get a jewel
o f great price, which they said was to be found in
Davenport. The natives, o f course, do not know
its value, any more than the Indians knew the value
of their gold. W e have found this jewel within the
walls of this ugly building. This is not a whited
sepulchre; for the beauty is within and the exterior
does not do it justice. W h y should we want to
paint beautiful pictures of it? W hat difference will
that make to that which is within?
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IT H AS BEEN painted and sketched and made
beautiful; Fountains have been planted in the
middle of its spacious grounds, and palm trees wave
their branches round its shady paths and drives. Not
a house is to be seen for miles; it stands alone in the
midst o f gorgeous scenic splendor. This is our
school — seen through the eyes of an artist; this is
our school, as we should like to see it, but this is
not our school as it is.
A strange, unique building, full of epigrams and
logs, unexpected stairways and paintings, this is
our school. And why not? W e did not come from
the farthest ends of the earth to see a beautiful
building. W e could see those , at home. W e did
not come to see a splendid city; otherwise we should
have stayed in New York. W e came to get a jewel
o f great price, which they said was to be found in
Davenport. The natives, o f course, do not know
its value, any more than the Indians knew the value
of their gold. W e have found this jewel within the
walls of this ugly building. This is not a whited
sepulchre; for the beauty is within and the exterior
does not do it justice. W h y should we want to
paint beautiful pictures of it? W hat difference will
that make to that which is within?
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