St Johns College - Yearbook (Annapolis, MD)

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if ,,,, L .MM ,,,, QBLI1' flings nn thv Enrhrr TURDAY night, June 15th, 1916, was a jovial one at St. Iohn's. The t'gym, all decorated with pennants, banners and pretty- ' colored lights, welcomed a large crowd to join the Kappa Alpha's and Phi Sigma Kappals in a much-enjoyed dance. Most of the girls were to remain in town to join in the merriment of our Farewell Ball and the good times of Commencement. St. m john's was tense with excitement, caused by the anticipation of the good times in store for June week, when on tl1at memor- able Sunday night as one approached his dormitory after a pleasant evening with his fair one he heard the familiar war song, Just Before the Battle, Mother, being sung throughout the buildings. Wliat could this mean, he asked himself, only to be answered by a passer-by, The First Regiment, Maryland National Guard. has been ordered to mobilize at once, and for the first time since Moss drilled him in a baseball uniform in a down-pouring rain did he realize that he belonged to the St. john's platoon of the First Maryland Infantry, Machine Gun Company. Up the steps, two at a time, he went to his domicile, where he found his poor roommate, clad in olive drab, surrounded by a swarm of would-be choircsters, singing to him the already-mentioned hymn in notes 1 N 5:1 of jeer rather than consolement. if3186!hisif'X'X'X'Xi'X0313!0391431X'X1'X'i X'PX 3SeXfX'Zf?Sf3'K'Z'i!'SQ 'X-139261'E'i!'X'?S'Zt?!'X'X'5'?!'?'?!'E'X'X1i!'X'i!'X'5!'g' A f tus Qs , 1 IS I5 X , f X Qi air X X Qs 42: ,ff yf QQ IS X X 121 C24 5 X 4 1,31 4 - x ig 42+ 121 K 'Z' A 1 53 if Q9 X 7 f 'ii' :Tr X 3 aim xy X X 'X' 42+ X fe 3 X 1? 'X' 32 CAPT. SAM RIGGS 5 K 443540XWXQX'ifiiolifif'X'X'Z'3S0103'X 3S'X'X'X'X X'X'i'X'Z'?f'2'3f'E' 3fX'X15fvi'X Z'3!'Z'X'3'Xvifiiti-'i!'X'X'X'?!'3'5!'X'X'E' 162