Fordham University - Maroon Yearbook (New York, NY)

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492 The Fordham Monthly the cast was made up of Freshmen Thespians; three out of a possible six, Sam Taylor, Walter Black and Walter Lynch, represented “1915” in the varsity prize debate; and again, when the Oratorical contest came off, four out of the eight contestants were members of the Freshman class. Not bad, eh ? However, we bore our honors with becoming modesty, and did not lord it over the rest of the college too much, for fear we might excite their envy. Sophomore, 1912-1913. Under the careful tutelage of Fr. Taaffe and Fr. Johnson, ,the class of T5 progressed swimmingly through its year in oratory, while Fr. OXaughlin gave us safe conduct through the intricacies of a course in Mechanics, and gave the present writer the benefit of the doubt in the exam. A large number of new-comers, mainly recruited from St. Francis Xavier’s, now came into the class, and at the same time from out the wild and wooly fastnesses of Colorado, Douds arrived, shaggy and unshorn, to bring eternal joy to the heart of Duffy. At the first class meeting, Walter Black was elected president, and in this same conclave Paddy Macaulay proved conclusively his right to the title of King of the Mexican Athletes. Pete Dooling now pinch-hitted his way into fame and glory; Harry Kane broke a leg, hook-sliding for Alma Mater; and Dominic Puleo fractured a rib over a joke in the Epodes of Horace. The Class Dinner was held in April at the Hotel Knickerbocker; the class elections for offices in the coming school-year were held in the following month. After a tumultuous meeting in which the contention was so uproarious as to sitmmon the Prefect of Discipline from the other side of the Quadrangle, and after a long-drawn-out dead-lock in which the vote was tied twice, Lester Patterson was elected president of the coming Junior class. Junior, 1913-1914. The genial Fr. Mahony next took a hand and put us through our paces in Philosophy; and while Fr. Burke endeavored to throw light on the dark spots in High Finance, Fr. Murphy made History not only agreeable but possible after luncheon. During the autumn, Walter Lynch gave a notable performance of “Prince Hal” in ‘‘Henry IV,” and Paddy Macaulay showed us what a good character actor he could be as “Worcester,” id what a wretched pool-player he was when he tackled a certain Senior. However, J. Shawe Mclver retrieved the reputation of the class by winning the pool-playing championship of Fordham. In the early part of November Dineen and Macaulay stumped for

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Vox,. 33 Junk,1915 No. 9 1915 Class Chronicle N the autumn of 1911, the class of 'IS received a flying start from the, hands of Fr. Farley, '94, and has been going ever since at a whirlwind pace. Let it be said right here that if any one man more than another deserves thanks for fostering a great class-spirit, for forwarding all our projects, for encouraging andv bringing out whatever talents were in the fellows, and for lending his moral support even after passed out of his domain, that man is Fr. Farley, and we take this occasion for publicly expressing our gratitude to him. As said before, we got off to a flying start, Walter Lynch being elected president and a class-team immediately formed. Victory perched on our banners and it was our freshman team that won the interclass football championship of the college. Ed Betowski came down from Waverly and set the Monthly humming with some really poetic contributions, and Fred Palomba celebrated his advent to Fordham by capturing the long distance swimming championship of the Bronx River. Ed Moore, fresh from Morris High, broke all records at rapid translation, and John Dahlgren, ex '15, smashed all records at rapid fire conversation, even talking the veteran Coates off his feet. During the temporary absence of Fr. Farley that year, the vigorous Fr. Fitzpatrick pounded the Greek language into us with his ponderous Hellenic Lexicon, and Fr. Judge endeavored to rap the knowledge of English verse into the head of the present writer with the leg of a chair. In the Christmas play, Paul Lannin donned the regal robes of King Rene; in the spring farce half the class had

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1915 Class Chronicle 493 the Democratic Mayoralty candidate. The Fusionists won. Under the auspices of the Alumni, the Fordham From took place in February, managed from its business side by the Juniors. For the first time the Prom was staged in the Grand ball-room of the Astor and this venture made it the greatest social and financial success that this dance has ever been. In April, the Junior class held its banquet at the Martinique, and in the same month Pete Dooling broke a leg sliding to first in the Cornell game. During the month of May, Patterson was again elected class president, the Juniors gave the only public specimen circle given in Fordham, and as a grand finale a battle royal was staged, in which Bob Murray, Lester Patterson, Jim Duffy, John Douds, and Reggie Mendes endeavored in a friendly way to dismember each other. No decision was given, but Duffy seemed to have the best of it. Senior, 1914-1915. Fr. Hill took care of us in our Senior year, and if it were permitted us to characterize him in the less elegant speech of colloquialism, we would call him a “good fellow ’ a “prince ' Mr. Kelly undertook, in his own illuminative and interesting manner, to show us the way the stars go. We hate to brag, but the way we have gone through this Senior year is a shame. A Senior won the debating medal in the person of Paddy Macaulay, a Senior won the Preliminary Peace Contest—Walter Lynch. A Senior, Walter Black, won the Oratorical Contest; and it was a trio wholly composed of ’15 men that defeated the Varsity Debating Team of C. C. N. Y. On the gridiron, Rice gave a rare exhibition of Celtic pluck, Kane dazzled with his spectacular end-runs, and Conklin went down to Georgetown and out-gamed and out-played a man twice his size. On the ball field, it was Kane again who “pulled” a “Jack Murray” in the game with Notre Dame, and who, at West Point, ran far back into the outfield, leaped five feet in the air, and tore a chunk out of the azure emphyrean in a frantic and successful attempt to spear one of Coffin’s stinging homers. Eddie Egan bore off the Tango Championship to demonstrate our supremacy in the field of fine arts, and Paul Lannin’s Portrait of a Philosopher Contemplating a Square Meal was admitted for exhibition in the Royal Academy. In theatricals, we had Paddy Macaulay playing the part of “Orsino” in such a way as to make Hackett turn green with envy; we had a supernumerary force recruited entirely from the Senior class; and in the spring play we had Harry Crocker doubling as a scene-shifter between the acts and as a galley-slave