Susquehanna University - Lanthorn Yearbook (Selinsgrove, PA)

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CLASS OF NINETEEN-SIXTEEN Colors — Royal Purple and Gold Fuiwicu — Broivn-cycd Susan MOTTO Perfectio in omnia YELL Sis ! Boom ! Ah ! Cuckoo ! Yell! Yell! Yell! Yell Again! We ' re from the land of William Penn ! Seniors ! Seniors ! Seniors ! Whiskiawah ! Biskiawah ! Holi Moki! Susquehanni ! Seniors! Seniors! OFFICERS President --------- ' illiam E. Swoope Vice President -------- Elmer F. Brown Secretary --------- Mary E. Weaver Treasurer --------- S. Musser Rine Historian -------- J. Estelle McCormick Artist --------- W. Ehvood Swoope Port ---------- ' . Nedson Keller CLASS ROLL Ethel H. Bolig ------------- Selinsgrove Elmer F. Brown ------------ Yeagertown M. Luther Dolbeer ----------- Beaver Springs Bess M. Fetterolf ------------ Selinsgrove L. D. Grossman -------------- Lititz T. Paul Harman ------------ New Castle Elder J. Himes ------------- Brookville Jesse M. Hostetter ------------ Cresson David S. Keammerer ------------ Oberlin W. Nedson Keller ------ ------ Linden Hall Mvrle E. Klase ------------- Snydertown Albert M. Lutton ------------- Altoona T. Estelle McCormick ----------- Hublersburg ' Tobn W. McXabb ------------- Belleville Ernest W. Nichols ----- ------ Williamsnort S. Musser Rine ----------- McKees Half Falls Penrose C. Schadel ----------- Klingerstown Wm. E. Swooiie ------ ------- Altoona Marv K. Wagner ------------ Pottssrrove Harrv- N. Walker ----------- Pine Grove Mills Marv E. W eaver ------------ Philadelphia Charles H. Zimmerman - - - - ------ Elizabethville Page Tzccnty-Sei-eit

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5 SENIOR POEM ARK I Ye children seeking light. The horn of the chieftain calls; Calls us forth to the battle, With the foe on the field of life. Full many a year we have listened For the sound of the chieftain ' s horn ; He has called ! Be armed and ready. For in life we must be christened. You have led us into knighthood; Smoothed the paths that we must tread; Touched us with thy wand of Knowledge ; Taught us to be true and good. Breathe a prayer at our departing, Mother, dearest to our hearts ; That the truths you nobly taught us May remain of us a part. Au-Revoir, then darling Mother ; Mother of our college days ; Tho we leave you now forever. In our hearts will reign no other. E. W. N. Page Twenty-Nine