Blake School - Reflections / Call O Pan Yearbook (Hopkins, MN)

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Council, ’28, ’29, ’30 President Council, ’30 President Class, '27 Vice-President Class, ’28 Publications, ’29, ’30 Business Mgr. Publications, ’30 Football, ’27, ’28, ’29, ’30 Captain Football, ’30 Baseball, ’28, ’29, ’30 Hockey, ’27, ’28, ’29, ’30 Vice-President A. A., ’29 Union, ’29, ’30 Asst. Secretary Union, '29 Science Club, ’29, ’30 Dramatics, ’28, ’29, ’30 Stage Mgr. Dramatics, ’30 Choir, ’25, ’27, ’28, ’29, ’30 Thorpe Cup Contest, ’29 Reply to Seniors, ’29 Dance Committees: Junior-Senior, ’29 Milwaukee, ’29 Christmas, ’29, ’30 Spring, ’30 Varsity Club FREDERICK HAWLEY CHUTE “Fritz,” “Freddy,” “Chutie,” “Shoot” Entered Blake 1918 Dartmouth “A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men” Freddy entered Blake some twelve odd years ago with a diploma from Northrop Collegiate’s first grade. With this background he soon became one of the leaders of the class, and has held this august position, off and on, ever since. From the earliest years Chutie’s ability as an athlete has been marked. He is one of the few men to have earned four letters in football, and because of his talent, this year found him captain. Besides this, he has starred for several years on both the hockey and baseball teams. Outside of athletics, Fritz’s activities have been many and varied. He has been our representative on the Student Council, and he headed that organization this year. During his four years in the Dramatic Association he has taken leading parts. As Business Manager of the Call O’ Pan Fred will long be remembered making the frantic appeals for ads, which finally tore down the sales resistance of the student body. From all this one would be led to believe that our Head Boy was quite serious minded. On the contrary, as soon as he enters the Senior Room he lays aside the cloak intended to inspire awe in the members of the lower school, and again becomes one of us. To test his strength he incurs the wrath of a bridge foursome, and they try vainly to put him out. Next year Fritz intends to join the former Blake Head Boys at Dartmouth, and it is our firm belief he will be able to follow in their footsteps. Page Twenty-seven

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Dramatics, ’27, ’28, ’29, ’30 Assoc. Editor, Publications, ’30 Williams Theme Contest, 2nd Prize Winner, General Information Cup, ’30 Choir, ’29, ’30 Union, ’30 Secretary Union, ’30 President French Club, ’30 Class Prophecy HENDRIK BOORAEM, JR. Entered Blake 1926 Hen“Bud” “Keed” Princeton “Only an author knows an author s cares ” During his four-year sojourn at the school on the hill, “Hen” has discovered no small number of pleasant diversions calculated to break the monotony of the daily grind. Not least among these is the interesting process of engaging the R. R. Doctor in deep, and to most of us rather obscure theological discussions. Many a time, his dark, deep-set eyes glittering craftily, and yet rather amusedly, has this master of sophistry woven a strong and tangled web, only to sec, on the eve of victory, his resourceful prey shatter those seemingly hopeless entanglements by a simple twist of the wrist—a jingle of the after-luncheon bell. But aside from these momentary disappointments, there can be no doubt, that taking it all in all, the “Keed” has led a happy and carefree existence at the Alma Mater. Year after year, the Northrop Damsels have thrilled to his histrionic efforts, now as Father Daly, the prison chaplain, and now as the dashing Captain Ashby of the India Army. As a poet (Jiffy Jingler) and as a writer, “Hen” has shown great possibilities, and the extent of his vocabulary has on several occasions momentarily paralyzed the English class. He is leaving for the East some time next fall, and who knows but that the ivied walls may at times echo with astonished Tiger roars wafted gently back on the fresh New Jersey breeze. Page Twenty-six

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Oflip • -------• % -'------- Football Squad, ’29, '30 Debating, ’28, ’29, ’30 Dramatics, ’27, ’28, ’29, ’30 Winner Thorpe Cup Contest, ’29 CHARLES BRINTZINGHOFFER GAMBLE, JR. Entered Blake 1918 “Charlie.“Peed” M. I. T. “What peace a quiet life affords” 'Way beyond the memory of the oldest inhabitant, “Peed” has been plodding steadily along behind his tortoiseshell spectades. Step by step, he has traversed the tortuous path laid out for those who aspire to the higher realms of science—algebra, plain and solid, trig, chemistry (incidentally, in the last mentioned course, Charles is credited with having proved by a personally conducted experiment that sulphuric acid will remove the epidermis), yes, and even physics have all fallen before his inexorable invasion. It is indeed edifying for the man in the street to see Charles Brintzinghoffer, Jr., settle down to a forty-minute application of that recondite art—concentration, but of late it has saddened many a member of the Senior class to note a certain tendency to frivolity, as evinced by Alderian back slaps, etc., cropping out in this once staid young man. For years on end Charles has been a prominent member of the Dramatic association, being equally at home in the role of a detective, or in that of an eminent scientist, and as a debater, his rebuttals have been the despair of many a rival team. It is rumored that Charles and his brother scientist intend to bum their way to Boston Tech. Luck to you, gentlemen! Page Twenty-eight