Adieu. A thousand sacred memories Linger around each loyal senior's heart. We must journey away from our school days, Yet it is hard, dearest Weber, to part. For four happy years we have lingered here: Swiftly, unnoticed the time passed away; The world calls us onward, and we must go, And now, "Farewell to you, Weber," we say. Adieu. You have been kind to us, Weber; You have taught us to think, to act, and know. Your great love has led us from danger's hand; O, it is hard, dear old Weber, to go. We have walked where the sweet birds are singing We have known naught but the flowers of life We thank you for this glimpse of the sunshine; Farewell, dear Weber-the world may be strife. Adieu. You have given us courage strong, Character, willingness, greatness of heart; We fear not to look the world in the face- Yet it is hard from you, Weber, to part. It grieves us to know that we must leave you ; Our love for you there is no need to tell. But we trust you to God ; our assurance Lies there when we say, "Dear Weber. Farewell Our Motto Tired and careworn-disheartened by their repeated discouragements, the Carthegenian soldiers slowly make their way up the Alps. Now they halt, and Hannibal, their great leader, inspires his loyal followers with the words, "Beyond the Alps lies Rome." During the past four years, as we, the 1912 class, have been moving slowly upward these words have been before us. When a difficult problem has been before us when we have been discouraged and disheartened, these words have come to us with a double meaning. We have realized that each day has its Alps to cross and each day has its Rome. First the struggle, and then the calmness that follows a well-earned victory. And now we have graduated and the question comes will there be no more difficulties, no more barriers to overcome, no goal to beckon us on to greater things and greater success? Surely we are to prepare for a greater climb and our future hopes are the same as Hannibal's and his soldiers for when they had reached Rome, it was then that they realized even greater difficulties lay before them, and they never though of saying, "There is nothing left to do." But the very greatness of their past exploits began soon to awaken in their hearts an ambition to go on and on and undertake the accomplishment of other deeds of daring and glory-to reach one goal only to start for another. Again the god of victory smiled upon us. Our debating team defeated the Juniors 3 to 0. No one ever dreamed that the contest would ever result other than as it did. It seemed that victory laughed aloud when we defeated the Freshmen 2 to 1. The Freshies, who certainly put up a hard fight for the cup, succeeded in proving the "Sophomore Hoodoo' to be a myth and, since they have three years more to be at Weber, we expect to see three '15's on the trophy. Kasius, Critchlow and Fletcher, our team, worked hard, and we owe them our thanks. It is good to know that there are two '12's on the debating cup.