Butler University - Carillon / Drift Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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niv arm. Suddenly a loud kei ' chew echoed through the empty attic. For a second those girls stood still, then screamed and made a grand rush toward the entrance of the hall. Some one turned out the lights. We were left in total darkness. Blindly we groped our way. as fast as we could, to the door. What ' s up, fellows? whispered Sam as we jerked it open. Budd explained things to him cpiickly. We henrd some one rushing up the stairs. Oh, fellows, I ' ve heen on the green carpet once this term. I ' ll be sent home if I ' m caught again, uKianed Jial. You two kiddies scoot f(ir the tower, said Budd. We ' ll take the blame. Breathlessly we scuttled up the ladder. From ( mr shelter we watched his majesty, Clint the janitor, lantern in hand, vault up the steps, followed bv Mother Edg ' ington of the dorm, who was init iug like a steam engine. Budd and Sam had hidden within the attic, but Clint soon collared them and brought them forth. Why, Mr. Hughes and Mr. Hooven ! I ' m surprised and shocked! exclaimed Mother Edgington in an injured tone. AVe could see Budd and Sam hang their heads, but Budd gave Sam a slv kick on tlie shin. I shall rep(jrt this matter to the president in the morning. ' as there any one with y(iu ? ' e quaked in our belfr} ' tower when the matron uttered this (|uerv. We alone are guilty, answered dear old Budd, firmly. Clint stepped forward. I ' ll take charge of the voung gentlemen, he said, and marched them off down the stairs, followed by the bustling Mrs. Edgington. .Vfter an hour i.if nervous suspense, Hal and I heard the party breaking up. Cautiously we climbed down and es- caped as we had entered. Budd and Sam got a week ' s enf irced -acation, which they didn ' t mind much, but they had an awfid time s(|uaring it with Dorothv and Ruth. Aren ' t girls the most particular creatures in all creation? Anna K. Murphy.

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light for fear of detection. Wt crept cautiousl) ' up, feeling along the wall. Half wa} ' up the second flight Hal slipped down a half dozen steps with a reverberating thud. We held our breath, but dead silence followed, so we continued the ghostly march. . t last the attic door was reached in safety. We ' ll have to wait here, whis]3ered Budd, until the lights are lit below. There ' s no flooring, only rafters. Hadn ' t we better get inside the door? answered Sam. Clint might mosey up here and catch us. The door wasn ' t locked, so Budd opened it gently, but it squeaked as if it hadn ' t been oiled in centuries. ' e filed inside, closing ' the door after us. Then we stood like stat- ues, awaiting developments. Soon suppressed giggles rose like spirit laughter from below. Hal grasped my arm in terror. Then two oblong patches of light appeared on the floor, where the ventilating registers were. The nearer one was at least six feet away. How could we reach it without falling through the plaster? Wait a minute, fellows, whispered Budd. He slipped out at the attic door. He seemed gone ages. Meanwhile the laughing, talking and noise below increased. Budd re- entered softly, carrying a long plank. Where did you get it? asked Sam. Part of the walk leading to the tower, answered Budd. Softly we slipped it across the rafters toward the light- ened register. We ' ll take turns guarding the door, said Budd. Hal, as Freshie and pledge, it ' s your duty to guard first. ' ' No need to have a guard, pouted Hal. Who ' s going to come up here? We ' re not going t(j talke any chances, so out you go; with that Budd pushed him without. Then the three of us crawled out on the plank and looked below. The scene looked like a gorgeous comic opera. The hall was deco- rated with banners and pennants of the different sororities and colleges. An orchestra, stationed at the south end of the hall, was playing a dreamy waltz. The dance rs were dressed to represent quaint characters from books and plays — some boys, some girls. Who is that dressed as Rosalind? I whispered to Budd. J n ' e. it ' s Dot! he answered, looking in the direction I pointed. There ' s Ruth, Sam said, after a few minutes. Where? ' ' we both whispered. Don ' t you see that curly-headed Eton schoolboy dancing with Red Riding Hood? ' ' Oh, yes; that ' s Hal ' s friend with her, isn ' t it? ques- tioned Budd. Sam nudged me and asked, Tom, isn ' t that Mabel ' oods as Peter Pan? I immediately became absorbed in watching the swaying dancers. All went well until it came Sam ' s turn to guard the ckior. The orchestra was playing the rye waltz, when Hal grasped

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Che Hctivc faculty Thomas Carr Howe, A. M., Ph. D., President, and Armstrong Pro- fessor of Germanic Languages. PIi. B., Butler College, 18S9; A. M., ibid.. 1893; Student, University of Berlin, i8go- ' g2 ; Graduate Student, Harvard University, i896- ' 99; A. M., ibid., 1897; Ph. D., ibid.. 1890; Instructor in German, ibid.. 189S- ' 99; Instructor in German and Latin, Butler College, 1889-90 ; Arm- strong Professor Germanic Languages, ibid.. i8go — ; Dean, Butler Col- lege, igoj- ' oS; President Butler College, igo8 — . Henry Lane Bruner, A. B., Ph. D., Professor of Biology and Geology, A. B., Abingdon College, 1880; Student Sheffield Scientific School, Yale College, i88o- ' 8i ; Assistant in Marine Investigations of U. S. Com- mission of Fish and Fisheries, l88i- ' 84; Student of Comparative Anat- omj ' , University of Freiberg, Baden, iSgs- ' gy; Ph. D., ibid., 1896; Pro- fessor Natural Sciences, Abingdon College. i88i- ' 84; Professor Natural Sciences, Eureka College, i884- ' 86; Professor Biology and Geology, Drake University, i89t- ' g2; idem, Butler College, 1892 — . Jabez Hall, A. M., Professor of Homiletics and Theology. A. B., Bethany College, 1865; A. M., Butler College, 1898; Pastor Christian Church, Wheeling, W. Va., i866- ' 72 ; Cleveland, Ohio, i872- ' 8g; Richmond, Va., i889- ' 97; Professor of Homiletics and Theolog}-, Butler College, 1897 — . Christopher Bush Coleman, A. B., B. D., Professor of Church History and Acting Professor of History. A. B., Yale University, i8g6; Auburn Theological Seminary, i8g6- ' 97; Chicago Theological Seminary, i8g7- ' g8; Divinity School, The Univer- sity of Chicago, i8g8- ' 9g; B. D., ibid., i8gg; Student, University of Ber-