Monmouth College - Ravelings Yearbook (Monmouth, IL)

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a Ta Grammata Neotaton (THE FRESHMAN ANNALS) Tell me, O Muse, of that far-famed ' class, Who, having left the hallowed port Of home, wandered far and landed Safe at last on Monmouth shores. 2 learned The customs of its dwellers, and endured Great suffering at their hands. Their life was oft In peril, as they labored to preserve The customs :! of their class. They saved them not Tho earnestly they strove. They perished all Thru their own folly. For they threw lemons. ' Thotless, upon the darlings ' of the gods, ' ; The all o ' er- looking gods who cut them off From their repast. 7 Oh goddess, virgin child Of Jove, relate some part of this to me. All customs ' else, as many as escaped The cruel doom of death, ' were left unharmed. Safe from the perils, all, of fraud and strife. While it alone which hoped to keep its youth And life away, the fates, hard-hearted, Great among existing powers, crushed lifeless, O deluded souls, in hope that peace 1 might yet 1 . Class of nineteen hundred and eleven . Famed in Monmouth College for its valor. 2. A small town in which was situated Monmouth College, a United Presbyterian 3. Two important events, the one ocrunng during the first two weeks of school and the other on February twenty-second 4. A harmless missile ' the use of which connoted positive refusal 5. The Sophomore class. 6 The Faculty of Monmouth College and the President. . 7. A sumptuous feast, customarily held by Freshman class on February twenty-second. 8. The early fall pole scrap and the fall and mid-winter social functions. 9. The Doctor ' s decree of temporary exile. 10. The doing away with fo-mer class scraps. -18-

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Usurp its throne. Even when the months Brought round the time in which the gods decreed That it should reach its final resting place. In oblivion. It still lived with its friends. Their toils 1 ' were yet unended The classes All pitied it save Sophomore 1 2 which pursued With wrath implacable the godlike feast, Banquet even to its troubled rest. ' 3 Oh Muse, tell us again of that great class. Who before the troubled February days Fought 1 ' long and valiantly with the Sophomore class. Oh Muse, I have heard of their great fame My whole life long. How mighty is their arm. How wise their counsels. Thou hast said great things And I am thunder-struck. It cannot be That they alone should stand before a crowd Of Sophomore men. Then told the Muse Of mighty ' deeds and great, of noble warriors. Of strategem and strength, of counsel wise. How valiantly they fought, with how great skill, The noble Jimmie 1 f ' skurried up that pole. Then letting fall a blooming tear, spake I, Tell me no more. Oh! Muse. For overcome indeed My heart is grieved that such fam ' d glory ne ' er before Was writ in annals of mankind. Grant this O Muse! their prowess never to grow less , »w ; ' The necessary memorial rites. . As yet not definitely understood but supposed to be a species of antedeluvian fossil. , Term of exile. The pole-scrap which occurred [he morning of Saturday. Septe mber twentieth, ninfr teen hundred and seven, which also was a Freshman victory James Hunter Spicer, the hero of the hour, who valiantly as ' ended ihe heights of the pole and captured the Sophomore colors.