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

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“ Bud ” THE GRIST Cksurl@s Eimoek Anagnlly, Jir. At the beginning of our Sophomore year there was a great com- motion around the main college entrance, and — Charles E. Angillv was among us. Our proverbial eastern curiosity made it possible for us to acquaint ourselves with “Bud’s” early history. He was exposed now and then for a period of four years to a course in the Providence Technical High School. After receiving Iris diploma from that institution, he had expected to enter Brown University, but while out with a surveying party during the summer, this good intention was forgotten by immediate interest in his work. One day while taking long sights with a transit, the instrument became focused on the college buildings with the gridiron in the offing. This view was sufficient to bring “Bud” into our “moungst” the following year. One of his first efforts was to aid materially in entertaining the Freshmen. This strenuous training made him a fit candidate for the football team. In spite of much competition he has been a very active member of the varsity in the end position, doing his work there with constant efficiency, excelling even this in the New Hampshire game of ’ 08 . Charles’ record as a student places him very high in our esteem. He ranks among the leaders of the engineering courses. Besides his ability as a student, he is remarkedly free from the frivolities of youth. Nevertheless, some claim that “Bud” fell in love at the beginning of his Junior year. Those who know him say that he has not wasted any time trying to solve the affinity problem, but they do know that he will not use a certain well-known brand of condensed milk -in making a “rabbit.” “Bud” supported his class in baseball, football and basketball. His ability in the latter won for him the captaincy of the “Scullions” basket- ball team. He has also ability as an actor and entertainer, proving his skill in the last-named function during the Farmer’s Institute.

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THE GRIST y ‘ ‘ Carmen ” The victim of this sketch has the misfortune of hailing from Slo- cums, a peaceful hamlet whose sole distinguishing feature is that its railway station has not even a slot-machine. Of the virtues and mis- deeds of her early life, we are not well informed, as her advent upon our horizon began simultaneously with her entrance to the prep school. In those days she distinguished herself by her apparently studious habits and her genius at bluffing, even the austere master of said school being one of those so gulled. For four weary years she daily traveled between Kingston and her native village, until as a Junior her studious zeal had so increased that she could not tolerate this waste of time and so took up her abode in Davis Hall, where she dispenses mince pie and fudge and condensed milk with a lavish hand. Her lessons now so entirely consume her time and strength that we entertain grave fears for her health; but we trust that an occasional walk to the village or the prospect of a drive with a certain red-headed youth will offset at least a part of her other exertions, though she seldom feels able to spare even the few minutes necessary to go over to East Hall and consume the matinal pancake. She has a deplorable predilection for card-playing and has even been know once or twice during the past six months, to maliciously contami- nate some of the gentle inmates of Davis Hall by seducing them into a game of whist on a Friday night. But we will not dilate upon this aspect of her character. Suffice it to say that such offenses have much grieved the power that sways Davis Hall, and we are glad to be able to affirm that they have but seldom been committed. Carmen is dis- tinguished by a fiery temper, a reputation for veracity and careful dis- cretion at all times, an ability to converse fluently upon all subjects and occasions, a tremendous capacity for Welsh rabbit and an extreme distaste for all kinds of useful labor (except studying, of course). 26

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THE GRIST c “ Dorothy ” “You can fool all of the people some of the time, and you can fool some of the people all of the time, but you can’t fool all of the people all of the time.” And so Dorothy found that she couldn’t live on her past reputation when it came to dealing with M. I. T. graduates: even angels can’t raise the standards of some places and some people. As far back as one can recall, Room 31 has had the reputation of being noisy and lazy, and even the entrance of Dorothy and her angelic roommates could not change these characteristics. As after several months she discovered that she had been wasting too much time influencing the younger (?) girls to do things which they ought not, with the advice of “her elders”, she decided that it would be best for her to sever her connection with the college. So the day after “Thanksgiving”, Room 31 donned sackcloth and ashes for the sudden passing away of its beloved Dorothy. After a couple of weeks’ vacation she returned to retrieve her past record, but not in Room 31. Did she do it? Ask “Them.” Among Dorothy’s many accomplishments may be mentioned her wonderful ability to feed a dozen hungry people from one small chafing- dish. How she does it, we do not know or care so long as we are among those well fed. She is secretary of the class of 1911, was captain of the girls’ basketball team last year, and is also a member of The Beacon board and reports some Davis Hall news. Dorothy is occupying her spare time by taking the civil-engineering course and expects immediately upon graduating to build a railroad between Hope Valley and Woonsocket. 28