FIRST AND LAST IMPRESSIONS OF DR. CLAUDE A. SMITH.
My freshman year those seniors bad me nearly seared to death,
Their experiences with Dr. Claude would almost lake my breath.
They would loll of trials and tribulations, and troubles not a few,
Then calmly turn and say to me, "Next year he'll sure get you."
All my freshman summer a- I roamed the world around,
1 was thinking of the awful ordeal which awaited my return to town,—
"Claude A. Smith and the dissecting hall are ready and waiting for me.
Must I go back and face it all, or shall I turn and flee!"
My junior fall term found me in that dreaded chamber of horror,
Willi a knife and pliers in one hand and Claude A. Smith on the other,
Culling and pulling away fascia, tracing out arteries and nerves.
Trying so bard In win from him a pass-mark which I would deserve.
Rut in trying lo follow hi- direction in every single way,
1 found tin- impression at first formed of him. was changing from day In day
The man who will always treat you right, and give you a needed lift,
The man who i- whole -oul for Ihe boys, is no one but—Claude A. Smith.