McKendree University - McKendrean Yearbook (Lebanon, IL)

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Lelia Neuling. Y. W. C. A.; Clio President, third term — Lelia is the other twin. She is an excellent ath- lete, and has been captain of the girls ' basket-ball team for two years. Her most frequent expres- sion is, Oh, shut up, Syl. Arthur W. Hendn ' x. Vice presi- dent of Y. M. C. A.; Pre dent of Philo, winter term — Hendiix is one of the two preachers which the Junior class boasts. He is well known for his imitative qual ' ties and his slow, careful speech His most frequent expression is I don ' t quite see that. Sherman Plato Young. President of Plato, fall term; President of Y. M. C. A.; Manager baseball team. Springham. or Plato, as he is often called, is the other preacher mem- ber of the class. Though he travels all the way from New York to get here, he feels well repaid by the sight of a certain professor ' s daughter. Now, let ' s all get to- gether, fellows, is his favorite ex- pression. Isabelle Esther Kraemer. Y. M. C. A.; President of Clio wietr,,. term — Dutch is one of the most loyal rooters McKendree lias ever produced. She will always be re- membered for her representation of the Major in the stunt show, and her most frequent expression is Go McKendree.

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V Ben Hall. President of Junior Class; President of Philo, winter term; Secretary of Y. M. ( ' . A.; D jarj of Awards of Athletic Asso- ciation; football team, basket-ball team; Art Editor of Annual — B n has been president of the class of ' 20 for the past two years. He was coveted by the Junior and Fresh- man classes last year, who kid- naped him when th« Sophomore class entertained the Seniors. His favoiite color is green, and his am- bition is to get a steady girl. Jean Frances Bassett. Vice Pres- ident if Junior Class; Editor in- Chief cf Annual. — Bei ky is the talented member of the Junior Class and one of the Big Four and her favorite expression is Where do you get that, A. B ? or You tell ' em, kid. Her ambition is to make more noise than anyone else. N Sylvia Nueling. Y. W. C. A.; Clio; fiscretary Athletic Associa- tion. — Syl, one of the delectable sneakin ' twins, is one of the most faithful members of the class, and h r most frequent expression is. Don ' t be simple. Eleanor Camp. V. Y. ( ' . A.; Pres- dent Clio; Treasurer Junior Class. — Campie is extremely clever and literary. She is noted for her ab- solute belief in Professor Turall ' s judgment, and her mosl frequenl expression is Oh, kid. I can ' t do that.

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JUNIOR CLASS. President Benj. II. Hall Vice President Jean Frances Bassett Secretary Sylvia Neuling Treasurer Eleanor Camp A Irram Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow A Senior ' s but a walking shadow, a poor player that .struts and frets his hour upon the stage. I was thinking in terms of the future and failed to notice how I was perverting these famous old lines to acord with my thought. I was thinking how near to a close the Seniors hour drew, when he would step forth into a wider • mtlook of life and that when I was made a Senior my hour would begin. I began to speculate on what the future had in store for my class. Day dreams are conductive to sleep, especially if they happen to intrude themselves into a legitimate study hour. My French hook slipped from my hand to the floor, and presently I found myself seated on a rough pallet of straw, with a heavy hall and chain on my foot. So this was what I had come to! I looked up, and saw my keeper, a strange creature, reminding me of Father Time. Your hour is almost up. said he. in tones inspiring me with horror. If there is anything you wish done for you. make it known quickly. I gaze as if fascinated at some object he held. What is that? 1 cried. pointing a shaking finger at it. Do you still ask such trivial questions when I have warned you that the sands are sinking fast? , tell me, then, how came I here and who. indeed, am I? Poor creature. murmured he. you are indeed far gone. You came here because you lived always in the future, neglecting opportunities. Your haste has brought you to the verge of disaster, premature annihilation. Here, I am si rrv fi ' yi iu. Returning a few grain of sand to the upper half of the hour-glass he resumed. Let me tell you a bit of your history. It also involves that of numerous others, lor before you lapsed into your present fortune your interests were at one with your fellows. I felt reassured to find that 1 had any kind of history, and listened eagerly to the words which followed. In the fall of the year 1916, you were one of a band of fifty who left their homes in search of adventure, knowledge, freedom and whatnot. Some magnetic power drew you to the city of the seven hills among the cedars of Lebanon, and soon you found yourselves in pursuit of the will-o ' -the-wisp called knowledge. To some of you this was a congenial occupation. Rut be-