Kent School - Kent Yearbook (Kent, CT)

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10 2 1 Room we saw things as they were. Life was serious, but just the same there was time for play. We had the following letter men in football: Villaverde, Noble, Bergen, Ilowden, and MacWillie. MacWillie also received his “K” in Hockey. Villaverde, Noble, Bergen, and Jackson were members of the Baseball Team. The Lanier brothers represented us on the tennis courts. We had not much longer to live before we became responsible men. Surprisingly soon the awesome day arrived. The sun rose over the same mountain and revealed the same familiar landscape, even though it was the first day of May. We sallied forth from our rooms clad here and there in old clothes. After hastily swallowing our breakfast we rushed up t Numeral Rock, breathless and eager to obliterate the efforts of the previous class. In a short time we had sufficiently covered ourselves with paint to qualify as professionals. Then we artistically dabbed on the colors. About eleven o’clock there was a rainstorm, during which we had ample opportunity to pass judgment without partiality on our labors. In spite of this impediment, the rock blazed forth a sparkling white '21 on an azure background soon after luncheon. Before the sun went down smilingly behind Mt. Algo the pop tent was also duly ornamented. As eight o’clock drew nigh the excitement increased. Perhaps Bergen. Waterbury, and Parker 11 were the calmest because they knew what was about to happen. For the rest of the form the future was uncertain. In due time our destiny was disclosed. Bergen, Waterbury, and Parker II were chosen prefects amid wild applause and ten others were appointed as inspectors. That night was the beginning o! the end of our school life. The next morning the new inspectors stalked suspiciously about in a mad hunt for filth, while the new prefects assumed an extravagant air ol nonchalance on the platform. Comparatively soon we accustomed ourselves to the altered conditions. Life again grew normal. For the second time we led the school in marks for the year. Cleveland once more being the head of the form. Crane won both the Senior Essay Contest and the English Prize. Yet intermingled with the happiness of Prize Day was not a little regret. Some of our best friends were graduating, but above all for the first time were we face to face with the enormity of the realization that we had but one year left in school. We promised that we would make it mean something worth while to ourselves and to the school we owed so much. At the beginning of the Autumn Term Babson and Wagner joined our ranks. We had reached the final stage at last, the position we had long looked forward to. In the afternoon, led by Cleveland, we raced to the Study and daintily sipped our tea. It was an untold source of delight to hear the inside information first hand. Yet we did not spontaneously skip about with joy. We were dignified sixth formers and took things calmly. The football contest between Harvard and Yale was the 17