Amherst College - Olio Yearbook (Amherst, MA)

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she places the names of some of your number high up on her roll of honor. She expects still more from you and feels that she will not be disappointed. Your athletes have trained faithfully, and never been found winded. In fact the latter' assertion may apply, not inappropriately, to your class as a whole. Nature seems to have been unsparingly kind to you in that particular-and not a few of you appear loathe to neglect her generous gift. To speak frankly, that trait is the bane of your life. It has caused some of your crimes, most of your follies, and quite all of your misfortunes. Yes, Ninety- One, you talk too much. There are men of your senior per- suasion whose presence it would be a compliment to call a bore. Men, too, who are harmless- utterly harmless-but who have a damned spontaneity of tongue. Let up on it, Ninety-One. Let up on it. Give someone else a chance. Go to these men, in the name of general society, and tell them their faults. And, by the way, it wouldn't be a bad idea if you began on your secretary. Persuade him of his failing. .Give him to understand that when people see him coming, they quite unconsciously run a block to evade him. Then, too, take Cooley-are we treading on sacred ground ?-under the shadow of your wing. Bottle him up-if possible. Also that other luminary-Bennett, whose scintillating genius shines through his smile. The rays of holy serenity cast by that smile are truly an inspiration, but we've had enough-enough inspira- tion. Whisper to him that his ubiquitous cackle is a trifle in- harmonious. It might not be a bad accompaniment for the Chapel chimes 3 but for less barbarous surroundings, it is a lit- tle uncongenial. Then, too, we would mention another. For four years he has been a freshman, and Freshman Clark he is likely to remain. Let him pass. This year is his last. Deo grams! One more, and we resign. He is a pretty creature. Little fellow with bright red cheeks and a voice so saintly! He was out two years, and now he is back again--back in Ninety-One. wWhat is his name? Let me see. Prentice? Prentice! 'l'hat's it. Wears his cap on back of his head. Cute, isn't he? Ask him, he'1l tell you. What he doesn't 17

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know about himself consists in trifles, and what he doesn't think of himself-in less. Follies? Yes, Ninety-One, there are follies, and conse- quently misfortunes. You deserve a history from Gibbon, no less from Freeman. Wasn't it he who said- History is Past Politics? Thank you. We thought so. Nice history you have there, haven't you, Ninety-One? Politics! Yes, a clever set of political devotees you are. We don't know whom to ad- mire the more-those who tried so hard to make a deal and got left, or those who succeeded and swallowed the plums in a manner most porcine. Burrill and Bunt Walker on one side, Harry Gay and Eli Marshall on the other! Vanquished and victors! All hail! Work the Societies in Blocks of Five? is the motto of one, and if you win, divide the spoils? Work the Societies in Blocks of Five! cries the other, and if you lose, cry Boo-hoo-hoo! An enviable record, gentlemen. An enviable record. Let us hope that, as the last days of your college course draw nearer, you may recognize the follies of the past and avoid similar misfortunes in the future. When you shall have fulfilled that hope you will have merited well of your alma maler, who, doubtless, forgiving and forgetting the acts of your puerility, will join us in wishing you God-speed. THE Or.1o. -- ' dtiglfcl 'xl , fli 1 I8