Florida State University - Renegade / Tally Ho Yearbook (Tallahassee, FL)

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FT. ASTACO VO 1911 History of the Senior Class In Incarnations Past and Present The soul of Caddobell Farr was once incorporated in the body of an early Christian martyr. Having a good start, this soul rapidly made its way in many shapes, in various places, stopping for a long while in Germany where it acquired a deep love for all Germany, and all things pertaining to Germany. Probably it was here also that the corporal sheath took a fair skin and light hair. Soon, however, the flesh and all its wearisome burdens (such as freck- les) will be annihilated, and Caddo- belle ' s soul, set free from every incum- berance, will be ready for eternal Peace and Forgetfulness. The tall athletic Essie, whose thin lips and determined chin do but bespeak the strength of the woman within, is the twentieth century successor to that an- cient Spartan ■Mother who sent her - sons to battle with the command to re- turn with their shields or upon them. As for Pearl, her present dry wit, her extreme reserve and taciturnity, are the results of a late incarnation in which It were well to note here how Estelle came by her perseverance, her un- shakable stick-to-it-tiveness. And thereby hangs a tale. With something of the spirit of the tragic Lady Macbeth who probably despised her lord for his vaccilation before the gorydeed. Estelle can be imagined in her sleep, assidu- ously practicing for English, getting the words slightly mixed, but still rub- bing her hands together in nervous agony, moaning, Not all the erasers in the world can efface that one little mistake I made in Ethics exam. But come, come, come, what ' s done can- not be undone. To bed, to bed, to bed. Some time ago there lived in England a very famous actress, -who had, besides her dramatic talent, a great inclina- tion to society. She had a good figure, a straight nose, and a fine mouth, and her name was called Mrs. Siddons. And were she living now, she would probably be seen at the horse show, J the automobile races, aeronautic flights, at the seashore, at her box in the theatre as well as on the stage itself. It is hard to sa3 whether or not she would play bridge. If not, it would be chiefly in this respect that her ambitious successor would be different — her successor being, of course, the original Eliza])eth Corbett of Jacksonville. These wise old Seniors, having been here four years, have tasted the sweets of knowledge, the sweets of ignorance, the sweets of the corner stone, and the sweets of love. But they have found the only sweetness that does not cloy is the personal sweetness of Bess Buchanan. They have known, also, the freshness of Chaucer, the keenness of Herr Hein- rich Heine, the admirable orientation of Dr. Conradi, as Avell as the quick 27

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ii 1 T. A S T A C O AV O 19 11 ' IHb V Girls — I ' ve told yon heaps, but if it gets out, I ' ll swear I never said it. 26

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F T A S T A C O TV O 19 11 wittedness of Iva Townsend ' s numerous scinlillations. So taken together, Iva and Bess for an ideal combina- tion, and their friendship is but a reproduction of the devotion of Rosalind and Celia, who as Celia said, Still have slept together, learned, played, eaten to- gether ; And whereso ' er we went like Juno ' s swans, still we coupled and inseparable. Imagine Lucile Gregory as a damsel in the days of chivalry when those funny old Knights met and fought with each other to see whose girl was the nicest. Imagine Lucile up in the towers of an old medieval castle industriously polishing the shield of the gallant knight who wasn ' t in earnest, and you can see how a little of the soul of the lovely Elaine has become em- bodied in the Lucile we know to-day. The low, broad brow, the long, slimberous, dark eyes, the full oddly- shaped lips, in fact the complete orientalism of Olivia originated where long ago, the River Nile flowed lazily, where the tropical sun, with its sword of firera heat, blazed from the Eastern sky, and beneath, the teeming earth reeked with the dark, glistening foliage of Egypt — the aged, the mysterious. The soul and the personal beauty of Olivia re- call the luxurious majesty of Egypt ' s empress — Cleopatra. Since Lonny Landrum and Irene McSween are such late scene of Senior hostilities with General Ignorance, it is rather just what their soul ' s histories have been during the by- gone ages. Still it is easy to place Irene, with her flashing dark eyes, and equally flashing, white teeth, her strong right arm and her reserve fund of stored up heroism, in France during the year 14 when, indeed, she lived and died with so much credit to herself as Joan of Arc. Lonny, busy, bustling, active, useful, reproduces Florence Nightengale, the original Red Gross Nurse. Nora Hart is the original Chinese Mission- ary. Long ago she lisped her 65 way into the heart of many a benighted Mongolian, and for reward for good work done in the past, she is working among the heathen of the Florida State College for Women, where her task is harder, but is in slightly more congenial sur- roundings. Mrs. Julius Caesar was undoubtedly a bright woman — and, as a wife, as delightful 28 arrivals hard to on the deduce