Muhlenberg College - Ciarla Yearbook (Allentown, PA)

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SAMUEL B. SUSSMAN 608 Grant St., Allentown, Pa. Born at Namoxt, Russia, July 21, 1892- Came to United States, September 29, 1908. Prepared at Allentown High School. Entered Muhlenberg in the fall of 1913. Classical Course. A. H. S. Club. Fresh- men Honor Group. Hebrew. Independ- ent. Teaching. Sam Sussman was eagerly absorbing the contents of a book and at the same time consuming his lunch, while walking around in the basement during the noon hour. That is an excellent example of his scholarship and ambition, for he always manages to do three or four things at the same time and does them rightly. Soon he sat down and removed his glasses, for they seemed to bother him, and began to clean them. No, he did not use his handerchief to perform this daily task, but he utilized the lower portion of his necktie. This twofold application of a necktie had never occurred to me before and it illustrated Sussman’s ingenuity, for he has an extensive power of originality. I walked over to him and asked him to explain the construction of a difficult passage in Greek. “All right, I ' ll help you,” he said, pointing out with ease the subject, predicate and other features of the grammatical structure. He can really translate Greek of the highest order at sight, and can quote passages from De Amicitia. He is naturally acquainted with the Hebrew language and conducts a class of young men in his native dialect during his spare moments. However, not satisfied with a knowledge of the dead languages, he is now taking advanced Spanish and has completed a course in French. He is thus a linguist of no mean ability and could thus far qualify for entrance into the ministry. Still his name immediately suggests this as impossible. Because of his peculiar enunciation of the English language it has been found impossible to transcribe his conversations without the aid of a Russian interpreter. 84

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WILLIAM H. STEPHENS 1222 S. 51st St., Philadelphia, Pa. Born at Williamsport, Pa., January 9, 1896. Prepared at Philadelphia Central High. Entered Muhlenberg in the fall of 1915. Scientific Course. Philadelphia Club. “M” man Football (3). Presby- terian. Republican. Medicine. The boys were having an experience meeting in the room. Stephens wandered in and sank in a chair. The talk drifted to girls and Stephens sat upright. “Talk about parlor athletics,” said one. “Ya, ya,” came explosively from Stephens. “Oh, yes, I’ll be ready for the date in a minute,” and he hurriedly left the room. “Gee, I like to hear Bill rave,” continued the fellow. “I hear he is stepping in on some one else’s beat.” “Well, a good-looking chap like Steve should make use of his gift of nature,” respond- ed the other, “and the old stuff, you know, is a whale of a football player andean pull this hero stuff.” The entrance of Bill interrupted them. He was immaculate, shoes shined and hat resting stylishly on his head. He started off, “Well a little of the old stuff, tonight. I feel fine. Got out of lessons this afternoon. (Student.) Boy, talk about pretty,

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ROBERT NORMAN TAYLOR 159 Turner St., Allentown, Pa. Born at Terre Hill, April 5, 1894. Pre- pared at Schuylkill Seminary and Allen- town Prep. Entered Muhlenberg in the fall of 1913. Philosophical Course. Class Football. Class Basketball. Class Base- ball. Evangelical. Republican. Medicine. “Hello, Taylor. I see you are busy this morning.” “Yes, didn’t Biederwolf give it to those booze heisters last night? Many a rum sucker’s hide is flaying on a barn door this morning.” “I imagine you endorse his sermon and his method, don’t you?” “Indeed, I do. He cannot take things too serious for me. I was never soused in my life and I fail to see why so many of our good church people ought to stick up for those rumsuckers.” “Biederwolf surely is a great agitator.” “An agitator? What do you mean? He is not an agitator; he is a preacher — a preacher of the type that Allentown ought to have more of. If Allentown had more men like Biederwolf this would be an entirely different city.” “Do you think he would reform things, somewhat?” “Reform it. Reform is not sweeping enough. I am going to aid him in this fight. We will drive all these damnable devils of foul-mouthed, dirty, whiskey-soaked, red-nosed boozers out of the church, out of politics, from the street. We are going to put a new city on the map — yes, we are going to make this town so hot for these worshippers of Bacchus that by the time that the campaign closes that the sun will shine on a new town, and — ” (At this moment I stole away without a word. I made my way rapidly to a first-class hotel around the corner that had promised me a page ad for this year book.)