Lafayette College - Melange Yearbook (Easton, PA)

 - Class of 1914

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"Sammy" Qwho has what Prof. Owen calls the aesthetic sensej blushes crimson and shifts in his embarrassment from one foot to another until he meets the glance of our prodigy. Thus inspired he skilfully evades and answers: "Mit den Lippen sprechen wir." The Doktor no less surprised by the ingenuity as by the correctness of the answer ventures to ask another. "Was tun Sie mit den Handen ?" But this was too much. "Sammy's" aesthetic sense got so much control of him this time that he disclained to give such a prosaic answer as before, and his confusion and the pleasant memories aroused prevented any other. For once our prodigy failed. The Doktor, already repenting for having tried to make too much of a good thing, made ample apologies which we can not here recollect, but ends with: "Sic mogen sich setzenf' Sammy intelligently obeys. The Doktor, looking at his watch, hastily resumes: "Herr Klein! Gehen Sie an die Tafelf' ' The Herr addressed, if not understanding the words, could not doubt the sweeping gesture: and starts toward the board. The Doktor Cagain consulting his watchj, "Schnell." Herr Klein halts. The Doktor shouts: "Scheller, Schnellerf' Klein fwho takes Prof. Mecklinj has logic enough to feel assured that if he wasn't meant to stop, he was to go on. This he does hastily. The Doktor seeing such an unusual sign of intelligence is satisfied and so says: , "Setzen Sie sich! Das ist genung!" Herr Klein, only understanding the first part, looks doubtfully toward the Doktor and then toward the floor, but finally resolutely and defiantly goes to his seat, and sits down there. Now the Doktor begins to give the class an interesting German account of how grain is sowed, thrcshed, made into bread, etc., but Herr Miller, who comes from the outlying districts, interrupts and blandly but courteously informs the Doktor that the field is first harrowed and then planted. Seeing that the class was not appreciating his efforts, he began the last part in the recitation. Up to this time, the Doktor led the conversation. Now the Doktor leaves it all to the class to ask one another questions and converse. Herr Spotts was to open the conversation. Noticing the far-away look in the eyes of Herr Klein, he asks: "Herr Klein, wie heiszt sie?" Taken unawares Herr Klein in a rapturous tone begins, "sie heiszt-," but suddenly realizing the reality of things saucily replies, "Was ist das zu you?" fthe Doktor has become engrossed in an illustrated German magazine, and is oblivious to the errors of his young hopefulsj. In turn Klein asks: "Herr Miller F., bist du hier?" 4 "Nein! Ich bin da!" Csarcasticallyj "Herr Pryce, wie spat waren Sie aus last night." tThe Doktor's smile broadens as he regards the beauty of the picture from all angles. Either 313

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The Doktor finally gets impatient Cwe cannot blame himj but seeks for a justification of his next step, when he recalls that famous German proverb. With a brightening countenance he says: "Zeit ist Geld!" The class is almost vanquished by this wisdom, but that most brilliant wit of all South Easton, Hen Miller F., shouts, but "Schweigen ist Gold." The Doktor's sense of justice recognizes the truth of this, and himself vanquished addresses Miller R. with "Setzen Sie sich !" Miller mechanically sits down Qthis expression being understood by all not so much by its exact meaning as by the movement which habitually follows itj. The Doktor now seemed to be looking for a more hopeful case as he scanned our countenances. His glasses must have been blurred for he mistook for a pure German one the Pennsylvania-Dutch countenance of Fegley, whom he called on with an air of confident assurance: "Herr Fegley-Ist der Winter kalt oder warm?" - Fegley's answer, in pure Allentown dialect of Penna.-Dutch, is omitted by the express request of the Doktor. That excellent man, mastering his rising disgust with admirable self- control, hastened to the door and opened it as if to let out the air polluted by such a language. Recovered, he returns and mercilessly vanquishes the unsuspecting Fegley by looking him sternly in the eye, and contemptuously pronouncing these magical words. "Das ist nicht Deutscli !! " ' Fegley, humbled, meekly ventures to sit down. The Doktor, nodding his approval of this last action, resumes: "Herr Ketchleclge, Wann gehe11 Sie zu Bett? " Misintcrpreting the question our elongated hero answers, "Neinl " The Doktor misunderstanding the answer shouts: "Auf Deutsch! Auf Deutsch! Sie miissen Deutsch spreehen, nicht English! " This avalanche of Teutonic philosophy Cfor such we suppose itj almost stupefies our hero, who looks blankly at the Doktor, who being also compassionate kindly explains what is wanted, and Herr Ketchledge inspired by that prodigy, Laird, answers: "At bedtime. The Doktor was so confounded to find such wisdom in one who hails from Easton that he wholly overlooked the English answer, and for a couple of moments was speechless. Finally he recovers just in time to catch the class napping. He exclaims! "Herr Spotts! Schlafcn Sie?" Herr S. Cmeeklyj-"ja." ' The Doktor-"Warum?" Herr Spotts, who is at a loss for an answer, not knowing whether the word signified why, which, wherefore, or what, eventually answers: "Ich Weiss nicht." The Doktor now began to launch out into a tiradc against the class but, seeing in DeWces, who is eager to shine, a last hope, he calls on him. "Herr DeWces, Was tun Sie mit den Lippen?" 312

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