Hamilton College - Hamiltonian Yearbook (Clinton, NY)

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bed we heard the whole Freshman class out on the campus, and you can bet we felt pretty lucky to get through without any trouble. You ought to been there. But, Sully, what I am thinking of now makes me blush for shame, and I can hardly pen these words. But seeing that we are such confi- dential friends I mas! tell you. You know some friends gave us a flag- pole and a flag to help adorn the campus. 'Well, after the pole was up but before the Hag had been raised, what did those miserable Freshmen do but go and hoist their class Hag to the top of the pole, under cover of the darkness. lVasn't we mad when we saw it, though! Of course we tried to take it down, First we sent up St-n, but a stone is heavier than air, so specinc gravity fand one or two Freshmanj pulled him down. Then we got out our whole class, but those blamed Freshmen stood around the pole like sheep, and wouldn't let us come near it. Oh! it was humiliating to see our giants like D-d-y, go down before the Freshmen like leaves before an autumn blast! But if you and M-t-l and Sc-v-l had been there we would have been all right. Finally one of the Profs. in spite of personal feelings, rendered us valuable assist- ance and the flag was pulled down, but remained in the possession of the Freshmen. I tell you, '95 hasn't much to say about that flag-pole episode. Of course we made it interesting for the Freshmen in the snow-ball row, and supposed that our confiicts and disgraces were finish ed. But one night in January as I was sitting in my window I saw a fire kindle suddenly on the campus. It increased rapidly and soon I beheld a human hgure hanging in its midst. l7Vas this a barbarous murder? Suddenly the certainty dawned upon me that it was an efhgy of our class! I ground my teeth in rage to think that all the Sophomores in North College could not dare to risk an encounter with the six Fresh- men who were managing the bonfire. And I had to sit there and calmly witness the successful' completion of this infamy upon our glo- rious class. Imagine my feelings! I am afraid that the Freshmen are learning too fast and will soon be able to teach us. But we have not room for much more, as our heads are already full to overflowing with the greatness and perfection of the class of 'g5. lVe should be glad to hear of your progress at school in Syracuse, and hope our correspondence may not be broken off. Write soon to your FRIEND. T39

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confidentially that the Freshman came very near breaking away at one time, so that we had to get a couple of clothes-lines from Dimoo's house and tie him up more securely, and then like a triumphal procession we moved up the hill with a body guard of 15 men, the rest of us armed with clubs in case of some of the other '4 Freshies U might hear of it and come out to help. Old 4' jocko showed up great. I-Ie was everywhere at once, skirmish- ing about in thickets with five men at his back all provided with hick- ory billets, and blood in their eye, Nancy I' really did himself proud, and I think he was the bravest of us all, for he wouldn't carry a club or weapon of any sort because he thought it was wrong. Say, Sully, he should be a professional nurse, he is so kind and tender, and if a Freshman ever does get him I think he should be treated as nicely as he treated that Freshman last night. It was mighty squeamish busi- ness for me, I can tell you, and I think we all would have felt better with you in our midst, 4' Sully, for you had as much wind as the Freshman had nerve, and Hwindl' goes a good ways when there are plenty of fellows behind you to supply any deficiency in the article. Then, too, that grinning spectre of the sickening defeat of our whole class at the hands of 6 determined Sophomores might have been fright- ened from our quaking minds with a conscious knowledge of your ever present and scintillating Irish H gabf' There is nothing like show of power when you haven't got the real stuff to brace a class up, and a good man to wield the horn offsets 4 or even 6 men with clubs. IfVell, we got the Freshman up the hill without incident, save once when a slight stampede occurred in the rear of our ranks, when a junior 'told some of the class behind that 5 Freshmen equally armed were hur- rying up after us. This was all a Fake, as we afterwards learned, but it all goes to show that a class on an expedition like that should be on the alert continually. The circus we had with that Freshman in the Gymnasium is some- thing you wouldn't have missed for a cock-fight. 'We made him drink milk tainted with kerosene-we thought this at the time and were quite gleeful over the fact, but afterwards learned that 'L Nancy thought it wrong and cruel, and unbeknown to us replaced the kerosene with sugar-made him skip the rope and speechify, and all sorts of humil- iating things till I thought the upper classmen would just bust with laughing, VVe couldn't get the Freshie to holler for our class, how- ever, and we're going to hold a grudge against him for a long time on that account, Well, we got through just in time, for just as we got in 138

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tprebicamenh BY CLINTON SCOLLAR D. LAS! a sorry lot is mine, I'm deep in love with one Wliose eyes are bright as stars that shine 'When sets the beaming sun. I dream of her at noon and night, I am her worshiper, ,And yet, such is my woful plight, I dare not tell it her. I'Ve connecl the pages of romance To see how heroes woog They always seem to find a chance And know just what to do. Alack-a-day! I am not versed In arts of rhetoricg In all the parts that I've rehearsed I'm awkward as a stick. My voice is oft inclined to break, And if, upon. my knees, I said, I'll die for your sweet sake. I fear I'd fail to please. Had I a word with Romeo Perhaps he might unfold Some way to guard against her No. And still not mention gold, The poets sing of love divine In numbers short and longg This does not suit a case like mine- A fig for every song! Wfill some successful lover not QI'm sure there are a fewj Have pity on my mournful lot And tell me what to do? 140