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

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The GRIST 24 David Raymond Kellogg “ Deacon ” A CCORDING to the family Bible and the town records, Old Mystic, Conn., did it. That such a little old town should have produced such a genius was evidently a mistake — a mistake which our indignant David, at the age of three, rectified by departing for New London, where he now claims a residence. Of his early boyhood little is known except that he acquired a great liking for all things good to eat. After leaving grammar school he turned his steps toward Bulkeley, where he took a three-years’ course. About the time of his graduation, or a little before, David found himself so enamored of one of New London’s fair maids that he could not bear to tear himself away from the old town just then ; so in looking about for some excuse for staying, he hit upon the idea of taking a year’s P. G. work at Bulkeley, which proved a great success. The fall of 1903 found David at R. I. C. fired with the ambition to be a chemist. The breakage bill of the chem. lab. immediately soared above all previous records, and the Prof’s patience took a corresponding drop, but David has perseverance, and we are perfectly confident that finally “ Our Deacon” will be a success ; and, since he has set his heart on a Ph.D., we expect to be proud of him either as a professor or in professional life. Early in his college career David became associated with the Y. M. C. A. and with Watson House, although not seriously with the latter (owing to P. G. course at Bulkeley) He is also one of the three who work while we sleep; that is, he sleeps while he works. In plain English lie is a night watchman. As I have already said, David likes good things to eat, and the monotony of his daily routine is broken by periodic pilgrimages to New London, in quest of sweets,. — of various sorts, eatable and otherwise. The majority of his time is spent in the chem. lab. doing “stunts” which would puzzle many an ordinary chemist; and whatever little spare time there may be, he spends in pondering over some choice gem of classic literature for which he has a special preference(?). Who is that deliberate, good-natured fellow with the intellectual face ? Why that ’s him, that ’s the “ Deacon.”

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The GRIST 2 3 Arthur Edward Fitz “Grandma” “Rosie” W AY back in ’85 Arthur made his appearance on this earth of ours in the town of Douglas, Mass., at the end of Douglas Turnpike, which was then a busy.thoroughfare, but at present leads from Providence to nowhere. For the past fifteen years or more Pascoag has claimed his citizen- ship. But whatever may have been his early history, of which we know little, he has surely a place for himself at the R. I. C. During his first year with us, he was a model young man in every way. He was very particular, especially about the appearance of his room, etc. Not a better housekeeper could be found anywhere than “Grandma.” But with the advent of his second year, we find a great change stealing over him. We all ask as to the cause, and some one says that there are attractions down the road which are taking too much time from his studies. Although only com- pleting Freshman mathematics, he was quite able to demonstrate that all roads lead to W . No matter in what direction he started or from what point, he was sure to end at this favored haunt. It is not safe to say what course “Rosie” is trying to take, and I doubt if the registration committee can tell you. He apparently delights in keeping his record well mixed ; some science, engineering, a touch of chemistry, with a little agriculture thrown in, make up the majors of his course, — the minors are too numerous to mention. He seemed to down everything which came his way until he was asked to “Sprechen Deutsch,” and then he met his Water- loo. He is an expert at draughting and sketching; some day I should not be surprised to hear of him as illus- trating editor of the Pascoag Herald. He is always full of fun and ready for rough-house, and woe to the felldw who happens to be his victim ; for although a little chap, he has certainly developed the art of hugging. Recently his ambitions have taken a great rise. He starts for Providence every Friday, and his one thought is to become an expert roller skater. Whether his “fussing” with this popular sport will be of benefit to him or not, we dare not foretell. May the future see his many ambitions realized ! Our sincere hope is that he may be blessed through life with his full share of health, wealth, and happiness.

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The GRIST 25 Winfield Smith Kendrick “ Skinny ” “ Win ” F ROM what unknown world did the whale bring this curiosity and cast him on the shores of Chatham Bay? We wonder if any more of this breed will ever appear on the horizon again. In his early youth he acquired the art of fishing and at the present time is very proficient. He has been known to catch things on the “fly,” and his nets are more enticing and effective than ever appeared at R. I. C. His lines extend over the greater part of New England ; and when the time for “Mili- tary Ball” approaches, the lines which lead to “up country” begin to get busy, and then it is all over with “our baby.” Then he is able to live the strenuous life for four days without eating in the boarding hall. We wonder what he lived on. When the subject of what course to take came up, electrical engineering was chosen, as there was the “sparking” to be considered. This alone ought to insure his success in his chosen vocation. He is the youngest member of “Tammany Hall,” yet we are made to realize that there is an old head on young shoulders. He is the only member of the class who has his R. 1. in football, baseball, and basketball. As mana- ger of last fall’s football team, he ably demonstrated his business ability, for we played more college games than ever before and still had money in the treasury at the end of the season, something unknown for a number of years. As captain of this spring ' s baseball team, we are sure he will make a success and is capable of ably filling the box. He is a good student and roommate, and we have yet to find out where he is lacking. His main luxury and pleasure are those volumes of correspondence and ? which pass between a certain place in Massachusetts and Kingston. This sort of thing is entirely foreign to the bachelor sentiments of his roommates, who are in hopes of transforming his iDEARS.