Muhlenberg College - Ciarla Yearbook (Allentown, PA)

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JOHN F. RUHE 24 S. 13th St., Allentown, Pa. Born at Allentown Pa., June 4, 1895. Prepared at Allentown High School. Entered Muhlenberg in the fall of 1913. Philosophical. A. H. S. Club. Epis- copalian. Introducing Johnny Ruhe. When John first came to Muhlenberg he became the pet of the upper classmen; he was so young that he looked more like a mascot than a really to goodness Freshman. Alas, time rolls on and in due course Johnny became just as big as the rest of his classmates. We say it was time. Perhaps it was Siegers, the “mole Eva Tanguay.” No sketch of Ruhe’s scholastic career would be complete without mention of Siegers. For they are shadows one to another. If Siegers is sick, Ruhe is absent; if Siegers cuts, Ruhe is absent; if a quiz is on, both are absent. Apart from this peculiar love for noise, John is perfectly normal and he himself is very quiet. John has lots of pep and always came to the aid of his class when any battles were to be fought. It was a great relief to John’s companions and struck terror to the heart of the Sophs whenever John, clad in his war togs, and with his long hair flapping around his ears like a Japanese sunbonnet, came charging across the field. After graduation, John will build a house on the Jordan where he will spend his time watching over Siegers. EB

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HENRY HARRISON ERB MOYER 835 Delaware Ave., Palmerton, Pa. Born at Aquashicola, Pa., March 27, 1897. Prepared at Keystone Normal School. Entered Muhlenberg irt the fall of 1913. Classical Course. K. S. N. S. Club. Class Monitor (2). Class Football (3). Lutheran. Teaching. “Give me the ball! We must play together or we will be licked! What’s wrong with you, Taylor? Stop your singing and play ball.” Moyer was in an excited condition. The day students had organized basket- ball with its usual rigamarole. Moyer was the captain and manager of his team. He was also the star forward. He has excellent qualities for the making of a basket- ball player. He is tall, he has long arms and legs, in fact his entire physical make-up is that of an athlete. And last of all he possesses a cool head and a quick eye. He was simply a wonder on the floor. On November 29th, I overheard the following conversation between him and Harting, the basketball magnate: “I suppose, Harting, you grasp the significance that we must win the first series in order to get the financial support. And I think that we can easily win the first series if the other four men can each keep his man from scoring. I feel quite confident that I can control my guard and score an average of, at least, fifteen points each game.” The game they were playing today was the last in the first series. The score in games was tie. Moyer had staked his all on winning this game. In the last few seconds the opposing team scored and Moyer was defeated. A hand to hand fight ensued. There was an uproar; yells, war-whoops, sighs, groans, and laughter deafen the air. At last the players are separated. A grave-like stillness follows. Upon the floor lies a limp human figure, with pale, haggard, but determined features. Doc Heffiey is summoned and after due examination declares the death of Moyer was caused by the effacing of the bone of contention,” a direct result of his defeat. There- upon with bowed heads we solemnly hastened out of the cage, chanting the familiar dirge, “The Old Family Tooth Brush.” 72

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ROLAND LEROY RUPP Breinigsville, Pa. Born at Seipstown, February 18, 1893. Prepared at Perkiomen Seminary. En- tered Muhlenberg in the fall of 1913. Sophronia Literary Society; President (3). Perkiomen Club; President (3). Round Table. Alpha Sigma. Class Presi- dent (3). Class Treasurer (1). Associate Editor of 1917 Ciarla. Press Club. Rep- resentative to A. A. Student Council. Inter-Society Debate (1, 3). Class Track (2). Class Football (3). Reformed. Demo- crat. Law. “Mr. Rupp,” we said, “we called to get your views on the political situation.” Roland “tec-heed” like a school girl over her first confusion of love and replied, “I don ' t know that I have any opinions yet, however.” “Surely,” we said, “you have some idea of the way things are drifting — Taft for instance.” “Taft is a dead issue. Why that man can no more make the Presidency than 1 could (get the personal note, reader). Why, Bryan could stand as good a chance as Taft. Wilson is the man. The more I study the situation, the more I am convinced that Wilson is the only logical candidate for the office, however.” I noticed this little peculiarity of sticking in “however,” whether occasion demanded or not. However, to get on, I again asked, “Do you think Teddy Roosevelt — ?” “There now, you hit it. However, Roosevelt is not the man for the job. Never- theless, I believe that he is the only man that the Republicans can logically advance.” Being “among those mentioned” I here forgot my mission long enough to agree for Governor Hughes and the discussion switched on to the referendum. “I believe most heartily in it and the time will come when it will be a matter of national political importance.” “How do you stand on prohibition?” “Ah, gosh! I don’t know what to say. However, I sometimes think we ought to have it and again we cannot take it from the community without a substitute. As a factor in causing industrial accidents” — and here, gentle reader, let us slip quietly away. Roland can talk for days and weeks on local option and prohibition. We may expect to find him some day twisting the political threads of our country, for Roland intends to become a lawyer.