St Johns College - Yearbook (Annapolis, MD)

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.H Poetical Uiew of the juniors 1 i,lil4-li - BERNARD M. CARTER. .... . AnnaP0liS He's of stature somewhat low. . ARTHUR B. CECIL. A ..... . - M flllfff 311510, lf he take you in hand, sir, with an argument, p ' He'll bray you in a mortar. A . B. ,DUVALL CHAMBERS ...... Q Brunswick, When night hath set her silvery lamp on high, Then is the time for study. . . EDMUND P. DUVALL, . . ' . Annapolis I am sure care's an enemy to life. J. ,HOWARD Fox, . . . He was in logic a great critic, . . Profoundly skill'd in Analytic. i f . Perry Hall, Md. Md. Md. Md. Md. H. RODGERS GORE, . .. . ' A . . .A . Upper M arlboro, Md. They say that best men are moulded out of faults. R A f JOHN M. GREEN, .... p . '. ' .. Annapolis, Md. The future works outgreat menfs destinies 3 The present is enough for common souls. ' ARTHUR w. HARRIS, ......... A Glyndon, Mo. 1 O gentle son, upon the heat and flame of thy distemper sprinkle cool patience. S. ROLAND HOPKINS, . . . T. 1 .... Darlington, Md. And when a lady's in the case, ' -' You know all other things. give place. J. A VlNCENT J AMisoN, JR., , . . A T . i . Q . . H agerstown, Md I was born, sir, when the Crab was ascending and my affairs go backward. HARRY JACKSON, A i . . . , ....i . Baltimore, Md Many and many averse I hope to write. A J- H- CAULK KEMP, ....... Trappe, Md It 1S a truth but too well known that rashness attends youth, as prudence does old . age. ' - - , , CLARENCE A- MCBRIDE, I - ....... Middletown, Md ' Ah me! how many perils do enf0ld the righteous man to make him daily fall. 68 '

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junior History ,ii Time has flown so quickly since the class of 1905 first assembled within the walls of old Pinkney, it hardly seems possible that we should have a history. But as I sit back, with my pipe in my mouth, thinking over the events that have occurred in that time, I realize that there is a history, and that many things have happened which have since al- most passed from our memory. ' Former historians of this class have pictured the midnight raids of our Freshman and Sophomore years, in one case with us as the raiders, in the other as the raidees, of the scrap with the Juniors in our Freshman year, and that with the Preps. last year, for which eleven of our number were suspended, so it remains for me to portray the events of om' Junior year. We have always been an original class. Although it is not an understood thing among us, we seem to do everything in just the opposite way from that in which all other classes have done it. V With most classes, it seems to be the custom to study hard during the Freshman year, perhaps to let up a little in the Sophomore and to take life easier through the Junior and Senior years. But we have this just reversed. In our Freshman year there were only four in the class, Foxy Quiller Pop Willing, Sis Hopkins, and Valk who studied at all, and they did not suffer from brain fever. In June of that year, Fox and Willing got star second grade certificates, and Valk and Hopkins got second grades. There was not a man in the class without demerits. Last year the class took a decided brace and in June, eight certificates including three first grades and one .star second were captured by 1905 men. That, however, was due mostly to a crowd of new fellows who entered the class in the Sophomore year. This year we are all overloaded with work. In addition to our Junior studies, which are about the hardest in college, we have to follow in the footsteps of all other Junior classes and publish, or try to publish, a Rat-Tat. Pop Willing, our Editor-in-Chief, seems to have given up studying for this year, to do Rat-Tat work. In February he flunked three exams, including English. Just think of it, the Editor-in-Chief of the Rat-Tat fiunking English. ' . . , Many members of the class have fallen by the wayside, some left at the end of our Freshman year, and more at the end of last year. In our Freshman year we had twenty six members 9 a jolly crowd of romping, fun-loving boys, who had assembled from all parts of Maryland, and even from from Nebraska and New York. At the end of that year, Brogden, Graham, Lilly, and G. F. Smith, for various reasons, left college. The next fall upon returning to college, we found another crowd of hayseeds here who expected to join our class, and who did finally make it.' They were Sporting Life Ferrell, Pimp 70. N