University of Rhode Island - Renaissance / Grist Yearbook (Kingston, RI)

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JEAN GILMAN. Shirley, Maine, is responsible for it. He lived in that embryonic metropolis, breathing the genius-produc- ing air of that good old state until he was seven years of age. The next nine years of his life were spent in New Jersey, where he came into active contact with the female Jersey mosquito. The knowledge of feminine traits thus acquired nearly made him a confirmed woman hater, but he escaped this sad fate by returning to Maine. After tasting the indigestible courses on the educational menu of country schools, he came to Kingston in 1900 to imbibe the concentrated essence of preparatory education for which Mr. Tyler’s department is justly famous. Leaving the security of the “Prep” school the next year, he took passage on the good ship ’05 for a through trip. He is still drinking milk with the mathematical class, but he thinks that some one must have winked when the milk was poured out, and wonders how his milk teeth are going to chew the beef-steak which Dr. Hewes has promised us. At present his favorite occupation is dis-“cussing” calculus. 23

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VICTOR WELLS DOW. V. W. Dow first tried his vocal powers in the town of St. Albans, Maine, a trial that evidently was most satisfactory, as he is no slouch of a conversationalist at the present writing — never less so than when he is jollying some susceptible “co-ed” out of a pound of fudge. Dow attended district school and afterward high school in his home town, and then essayed to teach school. Wearying of the monotony of this, he began weaving wool- ens. While listening to the song of the loom, he became imbued with the desire for a higher education, and not daring to give any Maine institution the privilege of teaching his young ideas how to shoot, in the month of Septem- ber, 1901, he hied himself to “Little Rhody, ” and since then his history is interwoven with that of the class of 1905 and the Rhode Island College. “Vic” has a cheerful disposition and studious habits, and has left a clean record behind him, although he is not wholly averse to running a blufi ' . As a Sophomore, Military Science was his hobby; this year his stable is empty, and we strongly suspect that he intends to get an automobile to carry his Senior dignity about the campus.

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As for the childhood days of Nellie Armstrong Harrall, suffice it to say that she was always able to hold her own, whatever con- fronted her. Even as a Prep she showed great promise as a linguist and we are sure it is mainly due to her interest in Prep themes that she became Literary Editor of “Ye Grist.” During her Freshman year her chief trial was mathematics, but she was able to forget even that in her favorite recreation, usually taken among the “ins and outs” of Thirty Acre Pond. But during the next summer she wandered forth into the wide world, and when she returned from Buffalo, at the beginning of the college year, she had lost nearly all her Freshman ideas and at once settled down to the exacting work of the Sophomore year. As a Junior she realizes the dignity that must be supported, and all stray childish pranks are set aside and she is delving deep into German, History, and especially “The Dissection of the Cat,” which is her favorite literature. “Nellie” excels in music and dramatics, but especially is her influence felt in the Y. VV. C. U., of which for the past two years she has been presi- dent. In fact, the dignity of the office has even prompted her to take “The Puritan Minister” as the subject of her winter essay in history. We must leave her for a little while, but be comforted in learning that she will for still another year be daily guided to the college halls by our “ Uncle Tommy,” who has for the past four years so successfully borne this responsibility. NELLIE ARMSTRONG HARRALL