THE MESSENGER. Entered e.t the Post-Office e.t Richmond College, Va ., as second-class matter.
VOL.
XLII.
NOVEMBER, 1915.
No. 2
MEMORIES OF THE OLD COLLEGE. H.A.
M.
Oh, the paths that crossed over the campus, That had worn their way deep in the grass, That led from refectory or cottage To library, chapel, or classThat stretched, like the strands of a spider's web, Wherever the students passed! There were roads that passed through the College grounds, Where stranger with stranger would meet; But the paths that crossed over the campus Were made by the students' feet. Oh, the mem'ries I have of the campus, That the years cannot dim with their haze, That spread over class-room and campus In a close and intricate maze, The mem'ries of friendships and frolics In the good old College days! There are records kept on the office shelves That tell of its history in part, But I'll keep alive the old College By the memories in my heart,