Birmingham Southern College - Southern Accent Yearbook (Birmingham, AL)

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v- — - Freshman Class Colors: Purple and Gold Flower: White Carnation Molio : To the higher through the hard. Officers J. H. Owens President T. C. Atkeson Vice-President N. L. Howard 5ecre(arii R. B. SoMMERViLLE Treasurer Willie Wedgworth Prophet Joe Holloway Poet Roll J. F. Alison T. C. Atkeson E. E. Bennett J. B. Bigger J. T. Bradford W. T. Cardwell E. A. Childs John Collier Meredith Collins L. B. Easterlinc N. R. Elliott R. M. English C. C. Garner J. C. Glenn J. B. Holloway L. V. Howard N. L. Howard J. C. Jones R. K, Jones Sam Jones Harry Lazenby J. M. Metcalf A. Mooneyham H. M. Naugher H. P. Newson J. H. Owens George Reynolds Paul Sarvis Beatrice Shadburn R. B. Sommerville L. W. Speigner J. T. Straiton O. W. Stacg J. W. Stuart C. P. Storrs WOOLSEY StuRDIVANT Willie Veal R. A. Wall M. S. Williams Willie Wedgworth H. E. Waller H. W. Williamson 47 :S£.

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A Rat ' s Dream iW «;|i N his throne-room sat King Charles, and about him were grouped his trusted L colleagues, their faces showing grim determination to rule their kingdom with an iron hand. Their attitude was that of conquerors who were about to sentence their defeated foes. No quarter was the decision written plainly on every face. My brave and trusted counselors and subjects, said the king, we will now come to order and begin the grim task which confronts us. We must have no mercy and give no quarter to those of our subjects who have violated our laws and ha ve fallen below our requirements. The honorable Secretary will now please call the roll. ' Our first subject for discussion is Mr. Green Rat, announced the Secretary very solemnly. Immediately Chancellor Von Steinburn spoke. Dis chentleman, Mr. Green Rat, iss really no chentleman at all. On der contrary, he iss der mcamation of laziness. It is a pity dat his parents do not keep him at home and get some good from him. If he vould stay away from dese picture shows, he vould in all probability be a very desirable subject. I vould suggest dat he be sentenced to two veeks imprisonment in de ' delin- quent dungeon. ' He is a very good fellow it seems, said the Court Mathematician, but he has no perseverance, and will never have the diligence to work out a way by which he can be awarded a sheep-skin for his faithfulness in the affairs of the state. Next arose Lord Wiggums. This man under discussion, said he, will never make a speaker, and I am sure that ha wiil never be a Shakespeare. I coached him in public speaking for two minutes yesterday and still he cannot speak. Really, I do not see what he is here for, anyway. We have several such subjects in the kingdom. Your Majesty, who seem to have no aim in life except to exist. This particular man is, without doubt, a hopeless bonehead. Now, gentlemen, said Baron Kneeling Louis, Mr. Rat is absolutely nil, so far as I can testify. Do you gentlemen get my point? To boil it all down into a few words, he is absolutely no good. He does not even know the descendency of your Royal High- ness, King Charles. If you see fit to fix a sentence upon him, it suits me — if you will excuse the expression. Prince Erouse then said: Gentlemen, I see no reason whatever for delaying Mr. Rat ' s sentence. From my personal observation of him I think that he is punk. Count Ta Nosnik and Field Marshal Yebdog then arose and stated that since they had had no dealings with the subject in question, they had no charges to bring against him. However, they seemed to be very much disappointed that they did not. King Charles then arose and in kingly grandeur announced that the most terrible sen- tence possible would be put upon Mr. Green Rat. This sentence, he said, will be two weeks confinement in the delinquent dungeon. ' The Rat awoke with a start. He found that it was only a dream of a faculty meeting, and straightway he came and told his dream to me.