McKendree University - McKendrean Yearbook (Lebanon, IL)

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24 THEMcKENDREAN 1920 Freshmen You hear a lot nowadays about class exclusiveness. In our case, how- ever, it is all bunk. We have decided to treat everybody as our equals — Sophomores, Juniors, Seniors and even members of the fac- ulty. Of course, this does not mean that we have failed to realize our indis- pensability. Have we not been constantly reminded of that fact? Even before we came to McKendree, we were being sought out by President Mc- Cammon, all the rest of the faculty, and the student body. They plead, they begged, they entreated that we grace the campus of McKendree with our presence. Not only they, but many other colleges beset us on all sides. Looking back over our achievements of the year, we feel that they have been rewarded for their efforts in securing our co-operation. The spirit of the class of 1923 was well shown when one of the girls called a newly elected officer to her and whispered quite audibly, Let ' s do something. And the Freshmen have kept something doing ever since. On that day, everyone knew that there was something in the air, as indeed there was, for the big class wiener roast was held that night. And it was truly a classy one. Though our way was barred by Sophomores, Juniors and Seniors, we all assembled in safety at Sayre ' s. En route to Perry ' s pasture, we were foully attacked by a detachment of upper classmen, who, however, were scon forced to retire from the field of action. The next morning, our colors, maroon and silver, were waving triumphantly over the chapel. The same spirit dominated our Freshmen football team, when it won a victory with the Academy. Our activities have extended in many different lines. We have started a teacher ' s reform movement. Realizing how obsessed the minds of the instructors become with their studies, we devote a goodly portion of each recitation period to diverting their minds from the subject in hand. Pete leads in this noble work, ably assisted by Johnston and Van Dyke. Dr. Stearns has received the benefit of most of our reform, in Freshman English class, and we must say that he has responded nobly to our treatment. The Freshman girls have also thrown themselves heart and soul, into the subject of reform. Miss Brooks is the recipient of their special attention. Where can you find the Freshmen? There are just two ways. One is to line UD the student body, and select the finest looking members of both sexes. They ' ll be the Freshmen. Another way is to search in the orchestra, on the athletic field, in the classrooms, and among the organizations. You won ' t have to search long, for first and foremost will be the Freshmen.

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26 THE McKENDREAN 1920 The Old College Literary Societies WHO that has dwelt on or near College Hill has not been thrilled by the musical notes, long drawn out, of the cries on the campus: Phi-lo-o-o, Pla-to-o-o, Cli-o-o-c ? — cries suggestive of more things than one, of things quite different, when contrasted? At first, a warn- ing notice, stark and clear, now a challenge, strong and bold ; again, a war whoop quick and shrill, at times gaining in volume until anon a chorus of mingled yells and cries like bedlam loosed awake the sleepy town to a consciousness of Friday evening and the halls taking up. To one who hears the tones and volume of these cries and interprets the moods of the souls that have prompted them, they are full of human interest. The note of the partisan, the candidate, the thoughtful, the unthink- ing, and of the statesman, preacher, rival and teacher, all this and more may be surely detected. These are cries that have meant so much to good men and women who have gained their most helpful experiences in college life in these truly splendid old literary societies. May the spirit of the noble past inspire the strong souls of a greater future to serve their fellow men well with the knowledge and experience gained here, and let the old oaks and elms resound through the ages with PLA-TO-O-O, PHI-LO-O-O, CLIO-O-O-O!