West Virginia Wesleyan College - Murmurmontis Yearbook (Buckhannon, WV)

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G. F. Queen, B. Ped., Lorentz, W. Va. Y. M. C. A. Adam Bird, A.B., Buckhannon, W.Va. 26

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Cleon Roscoe Fitzhugh, B.S. Bridgeport, W. Va. Ex-President Excelsior Literary Society; Ex-President Wesleyan Debating Club ; Chairman Membership Committee Y. 1V1. C. A., MO- ' ll and ' 14-M5. Mary Bovlen, A.B. Buckhannon, W. Va.

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Class History — 1915 CLASS in college is like an omnibus trying to reach a pier in time for the steamers which leave for all parts of the world at a certain hour. When the vehicle starts out there are many on board; all are excited, and all congenial, — that is, all except a couple of bashful girls with homespun clothes, a very homely youth who looks preoccupied, and — oh, yes, that small scared-looking urchin with the carpet-bag over his shoul- der. So taken as a whole, the crowd is congenial, and especially so is a little clique, up front, composed of a few well-dressed, vivacious persons who laugh and make remarks about the scenery outside, thus keeping the other occupants amused. Pretty soon someone asks what is growing in the field there by the side of the road, and one of the bashful girls in the rear of the car speaks up. She is from the farm and launches forth on a store of infor- mation which is accepted with tolerant smiles. The other bashful girl cor- rects her at one point and a discussion arises in which all the travelers take part, and which is finally decided by the small urchin in the corner, who firmly but timidly proves the result. The preoccupied man pays not a whit of attention to any of the goings-on. Finally all are acquainted, or at least on speaking terms, and become more or less friendly, for it is a long journey they are to make with three regular stops before the final station is reached. After a seemingly short time, the first stop is made, and all alight to walk about or get something to eat. When the gong for departing sounds, many come rushing up and scramble aboard, some just jumping onto the bottom step as the omnibus rolls away. Not all of the former travelers return, however. To one the journey looked too long; to another too hard and tedious; and to yet another too expensive. On the other hand, there are a few new ones; one a foreigner; another, one who had started the journey before, and waited for this bus in order to rest awhile; and still another who saunters in late, at- tracting the attention and admiration of all. This last one is very charming, and in all, beautiful. At first she has all the passengers at her feet, but the novelty soon wears off, and the journey proves to be very hard for her. Indeed some come to think that the bus should be stopped to let her off, but she refuses to permit them, saying she will remain till the next regular stop. When it comes she welcomes it so eagerly that she scarcely remembers to bid her friends good-by. She has tired everyone, and the second part of the journey would have been very tedious had it not been for the keen wit of the small urchin, who has ove rcome his first scare of the journey, and keeps the company in an uproar with his witticisms and drollery. After the second stop, fewer than ever of the original travelers return. A couple stop to work to make more money to continue the journey on another bus; one was enticed by a dazzling offer to make money by the bucket- full; the foreigner sees another bus with some of his nationality on board, and