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

Page 32 text:

The Grist K-eight I T comes from South County, and was brought up on clam broth and good old-fashioned Rhode Island johnnycakes. What more is necessary than this to be able to prophesy future great- ness? George received his secondary education as a “ Prep.” at the college. Even at this early date he was quite a “sparker” ; so it was not to be wondered at that he should decide to take up the electrical course at R. I. C. He sailed through Freshman and Sophomore years as easily as he handles his little boat on the “ Pond ” on a breezy day. George, at the present time, mixes it with the dynamos and fuses, especially the latter. “Cuddy” expects to attend M. I. T. after he graduates and later on get the degree of E. E. During his stay at the college, he has been noted for his good nature and freedom from idle worrying about such unimportant things as schedules. It has been stated that Cuddy never knows what he has for the next hour but this is base slander — on his friends, for they always inform him at night what recitations are scheduled for the next day and where the lessons are. Then George smiles, says, “All right,” and — forgets. In the social line, he holds his own with any of them, and is an ardent worshiper of the goddess Terpsichore. Not to be outdone by fellows heavier than himself, Cuddy went in for football, and shortly after his appearance was made cap- GEORGE WARE SHELDON tain of the second team. He also played on the second baseball team. Some day in the near future, perhaps one of the members of the class of ’08 will make a call at the superintendent’s office of a great electrical plant and will talk over old times with Mr. Sheldon, the superintendent. At any rate, the greatest possible success can be predicted for Cuddy in whatever sphere of work he may be called to after leaving R. I. C.

Page 31 text:

Page Twenty-seve The Grist O RPHA first saw the light of day in a small country place not far from the college, so it was quite natural that she should make the R. I. C. her institution of learning. For some reason best known perhaps to herself, she left us at the end of her Freshman year for dear Mount Holyoke. Here for one year she tried to outdo herself, and succeeded as far as health was concerned, being obliged to leave before the year expired. Now it became a very serious question whether to return to Mount Holyoke or come back to us. The latter course was pursued, and so the Junior year found her with us once more. Orpha at an early age acquired the habit of writing stories, one of which, ending quite happily, has been saved until this day. The love of poetry, also, is a marked characteristic; and when the poetic spirit moves her, she can “build the lofty rhyme.” During her first year at college, Orpha had a passionate love for alarm clocks, and she has not yet overcome this attachment. Once while serenading some guests in the reception room at Watson House, she lost her precious treasure; a notice was immediately posted telling of the great calamity; but her fate was sealed, for the clock never returned to its haven of rest. Bitter as this Orpha ROSE experience was, nothing daunted, she tried her musical skill upon another alarm clock, and this time proved more successful. It is whispered that Orpha will leave her country for the Philippines on completing her college course. Be that as it may, our “ Old Maid ” will certainly find some sphere of usefulness, which she is sure to fill well.

Page 33 text:

Page Twcnty-nir The Grist O NCE upon a time, the pleasant town of Portsmouth, R. I., hailed the arrival of a stranger, who was to be known to posterity as “Fraulein.” Mary attended the public school, we suppose; but as we know very little of her early days, only that she learned a good deal in some way, we will pass on to the time when she arrived at R. I. C. Upon registration, she took work in every class (except the Senior) in both preparatory school and college, and showed an intere st in a wide range of subjects ; she gained the name of “Fraulein” soon after her advent here. The real reason for it is not known, but it is supposed to be due either to her small stature or to her shock of light hair. Mary joined no class until that of 1908 made their appear- ance, when, noticing their good behavior and industry, she decided to join them and to wear their pin. This she has never lost, and on account of her careful ways we expect she never will. Fraulein has certainly lived an exemplary life, going regularly to church and Y. VV. C. U., and always attending every class until this year, when she learned the meaning of the word “cut.” Her knowledge she has since made use of on several occasions. Mary is the pilot at Watson House, having the upper story dedicated to her use. For several years she has steered her little bark and its passengers through many trials, worried only by that bane of the seaman’s existence, the rodents, which are said to leave a sinking ship (time they left Watson MARY ALBRO SHERMAN House). In an attempt to get rid of these troublesome pests she took up “ Catology,” but found, to her infinite sorrow, that rats cared absolutely nothing for dead cats, except to carry away their bones. As Mary is one of the good, upright members of our class, we hope to have her with us in June, 1908, when we shall bid farewell to Kingston Hill as students.