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get over them). We got into things, took hold, and soon our class acquired a personality, a unity, and a purpose all its own. We were respected, and we felt at last as if we really "belonged." We settled down to the grind of classes, studies, eating, sleeping, and as much playas we could squeeze into a crowded schedule. The weeks flew, and, before we knew it, Christmas vacation was upon us. When we returned, there was facing us the longest grind of the school year. We had heard that the stretch from Christmas to spring vacation is endless and harrowing. We managed, however, to pull ourselves through January with its headaches, and to face the new semester with renewed ardor and determination. Spring vacation came quickly, and we were on the home stretcl The first spring days made us look back to those warm days of Indian Summer last September and realize how far we had come. They also made LIS look ahead three years and realize that we had much of pain and pleasure ahead of us. We saw those seniors who had come the whole long way, and we sympathized with them in their reluctance to go. We said "Goodbye" with a wish and a prayer that they might not break too far away from the ties that bind them to Western Maryland. We saw those other upperclassmen whose ranks we soon shall join, and we said-"Thanks for the helping hand." We thought a little sadly of next year's class of freshmen which would soon fill our shoes; and we said, "Come on. You're in for a treat and an opportunity."-and we were forced to add, "Look out! 'cause we're ready for you, we sophomores." LUCIE LEIGH BARNES