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UNL, 1912 Yearbook

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Music School Seniors

Minnie Augusta Stalder
Lillian Mae Ward
Myrtle Wood
Mamie Rohwer
Margaret Howard
Amalia Schaer
Josephine Sanford
Aura Day Stewart
Beryl Bernice Hahn
Bernice Maude Chambers
Ruth Lowry Pilcher
Mary Marguerite Klinker

Due to an unfortunate oversight Miss Reva Russell is not shown.


   Now it came to pass a good many years ago, that "Rooseveltus" was no more, and "Taftia" with "LaFollentine" had perished from the earth, so that there were left no Great Men to tell the People how the Government should be run. Then arose several Learned Men of Great Foresight and Perspicacity and forsook their seats upon the Board of Regents, and went abroad into the land saying unto the People: "Behold now 'Rooseveltus' is dead, 'Taftia' is no more, and 'LaFollentine' has ceased, but We are Great Men, and we Know how to Run the World, for we have had Experience at the University of Tabasca." And it came to pass that the People glanced up from their Work, even as in the days of "Rooseveltus", and said: "Oh all right, but don't bother us. We are busy with the root of evil."
   So the Great Men took up the Reins of Government, and began to Reign, even as they had done at Tabasca.
   And they said one to another: "It is a great honor to hold office," and they were all agreed that it was so. And they made solemn pact with one another saying: "We will take no Remuneration for our Services. The Honor and Confidence of the People shall be our Reward."
   And it was done even so with all the other employees of the People. And it came to pass that Office Holders went about with Pouter Pigeon Chests, and Medals pinned upon them, and the Store Keepers gave them credit easily, for they were men who Held Responsible Positions, and full of Honor.
   But it came to pass that as "tempus fugitted" the Store Keepers gave much credit, while their jobbers cried loudly for pay, so that there was a scarcity of money in the Coffers of the Provisioners, and they went unto the Men of Honor to collect their Bills. But the Great Men met them saying, "We have much honor but no money." And it transpired that the Merchants made reply saying: "Behold we have been even as the Mountain

burro and right royally are we 'stung,'" and they went their ways with heavy hearts and light purses.
   And there was want in the land and Famine stalked abroad, laying her grisly hands upon the People. And the touch of her fingers upon the abdomens of the Great Men was like unto the Kick of a Mule, for they could no longer get Credit, and Honor, according to a decision of the Supreme Court, was not Legal Tender for Goods, Wares, and Merchandise, nor in Payment of Public Duties, nor Interest on the Public Debt. And so it was, that whereas the Chest of the Great Men still was full of honor, his Abdomen was quite empty and the one protruded no further than the other receded. And he resigned his office and went in search of an Ordinary job that would bring him a Pay Check every Saturday afternoon.
   But the Employers Laughed at Him. Said one: "It is a joke that you should be looking for work. You can do no work, for you have wasted your time in these Honorary Positions and know not the face of Work."
   Said another: "What? have you then spent all you 'grafted' off the Big Dance, and as Manager of Athletics?"
   And when he replied with words of truth in his month that he had grafted nothing, the Great Multitude held their sides for laughter and said one to another: "Isn't that fellow comical?"
   Then did the Once Great Men lift their hands on High, and swear, and they fell on their knees and did swear again.
   And the Moral of this Parable is this: -- That it is all very well for Theorists to make Rules as to How Nebraska Publications should be run; but that we do n't notice any of these Dreamers doing a Great Deal of Work, for which They receive Nothing. And another moral is this: -- that Some People hold a Dollar so close to their eyes that they can 't see what is going on about them. S. R. B.

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