Wofford College - Bohemian Yearbook (Spartanburg, SC)

Text from Pages 1 - 176 of the 1908 volume:

tOffORO COLLEGE SPARTANBORO ' V 0 I fiQ Bohemian Vol. I 19 0 8 Published by Literary Societies of Wofford College Spartanburg, S. C. 1 I- is Dedication Photograph of Bishop Duncan Photograph of Dr. Snyder 8 Photograph of Dr. Carlisle 9 Faculty 10 Photograph of the Faculty H Board of Trustees 12 Photographs of the Senior Class 13 Class of ' 08 36 Senior Class History 37 Senior Class Prophecy 38 Senior Class Poem ' 3 Class of ' 09 46 Junior Class History Junior Class Roll 49 Class of ' 10 50 Sophomore Class History ■ Sophomore Class Roll 53 Class of ' 11 54 Freshman Class History 55 Freshman Class Roll 58 Photograph of Class of ' 11 60 Literary Department 61 Annual Staff 74-5-6 Literary Societies Wofford College Journal 85 Fraternities Oratorical Events 1 2 Athletics 109 Clubs 117 Y. M. C. A 137 Jokes 141 Advertisements ' - of ltal)0p JitUtam JiaUarr iitnran, i. i., ICE J. a tnxt frtrniJ nf lixifltmft OloUpgp BISHOP WILLIAM WALLACE DUNCAN, DR. JAMES H. CARLISLE President Emeritus 9 I Henry N. Snyder, President James H. Careisle, . AT., LL. D. Pits: (I cut- Pin critiis and Professor of E]ii:;!isli Bible Daniee a. DuI ' ke, a. M. Professor of I ' Jiysics and Ceo!o ' J. A. (Iamewkee, a. M. Professor of I. at in v.K i X. S. vi)i;r, AI. A.. I. ill. 1)., ].L. I), Professor of liin lisli Lainj iKn e and l.ileraliire Aktii ck ( i. v. v. - , a. IM. Professor of (, ' reek J. ( i. ( eI N KSCAEICS, A. M . Profess or of M allieinaPies A. r . Cooke, Ph. D. Professor of German and Preiieli D. D. Waij ace, a. M., Ph. D. Professor of History and Peononiies CoEEMAN 15. Waeeer, A. M., Ph. D. Professor of Clieinisfry and Jh ' oloi x Ma ' itiiicvv L ■El•; Simcncicr, A. iM. .Issistanf Professor of Iini lisli j. C. IliN ' Es, Jr., p.. S. fnstrnelor in Physies and Matlieniaties C. VV. Watson, , . P.. Instrnetor in (i yninasinni Mis.s f . K ,S. DuPri.; Lil rarian 1 Board of Trustees Bishop W. W. Duncan, D. D., LL. D., Pres. ( ' 86) Spartanburg, S. C. Rev. E. T. Hodges (1896) S. C. Conference Rev. R. a. Child (1898) S. C. Conference J. L. Glenn ( 1899) Chester, S. C. Rev. Marion Dargan (1900) S. C. Conference Rev. James W. Kilgo (1906) S. C. Conference W. E. Burnett (1900), Secretary Spartanburg, S. C. John B. Cle -eland (1900) Spartanburg, S. C. Henry P. Willlvms (1901) Charleston, S. C. J. A. McCuLLouGH (1902) Greenville, S. C. I ' .. IIaut Moss ( 1903) Orangeburg, S. C. II. I!. Carlisle (1907) Spartanburg, S. C. R. P. Stackiiousk (1907) Dillon, S. C. 12 Senior Class, ' 08 L. K. Jennings, President ]. T. Taylor, Vice-President Yates Smith, Secretary M. P. Orr, Treasurer T. A. Willis, Poet E; R. Mason, Prophet A. S. Nettles, Historian 13 Charles Ellis Bethea LATTA, S. C. Silence is i oldcii. . l( ' in1)u- Callinun Literar ' Societv, ■o4- ' )5: CliartcT . k ' nil)i. ' r, President, l ' ir, l ami Sicnnd Crilic, ImtsI and Sec- ond ( ' cnsur, Ivc ' CordinL;- SeriH ' tarv of Carlisle Lil erar ' S(jciel -. X()n-l ' ral. Hilliard Branner Atkins WAYNES ' JLLE, N. C. God i ifcs US our rclafiirs. — Thank God -z ' c can choose our friends. Mce-President, First and Second Cen- sor, Treasurer of Calhoun Literary So- ciety ; Manager ' Varsity Baseball Team, ' 08; Manager of Class Football Team, ' 05 ; Class President, ' 06 ; Member of Executive Committee of Athletic Asso- ciation, ' 07: Athletic Editor of The Bo- hemian. Chi Psi Fraternity. Walter Cunningham Boyle SUMTER, S. C. If she be not so to me, What care I hozv fair she hef Preston Literary Society; Class Foot- ball Team, ' 08; Sigma Alpha Epsilon Fraternity. Horace Frederick Bethea DILLON, S. C. IVhen- folly is bliss, ' tis ignorance to be otheriuise. Second and Third Critic, Second Cen- sor of Calhoun Literary Society; Bas- ketball Team, ' 06 and 07. Chi Psi Fra- ternity. 15 Charles Petty Calvert SPAKTANJJURG, S. C. Do nothing today that you can put off till toinorrozv. Second and Third Critic, Marshal, Monthly Orator of Calhoun Literary So- ciety. Kappa Alpha Fraternity. Robert Arlington Brown LEO, S. C. The cultivation of the mind is a kind of food supplied for the soul of man. Vice-President, Second Critic, Corres- ponding Secretary, Monthly Orator of Preston Literary Society ; Member Inter- Society Committee, ' 08; Alumni Editor The Journal, ' 08. Non-Frat. 16 Raleigh Leo Carter LEO, S. C. ■But for mine ozvn part, all zvas Greek to me. Preston Literary Society. Non-Frat. Grange Simons Coffin, Jr. SPARTANBURG, S. C. Szveet are the uses of diversity. Ca lhoun Literary Society. Basketball Team, ' 06, ' 07 ; Class Baseball and Foot- ball Teams, 07, 08; Tennis Team, ' 06; Secretary and Treasurer of Freshman Class. Chi Psi Fraternity. 17 Alex Copeland SPARTANBURG, S. C. Never say yon don ' t knoiv; akvays bluff it out. First Critic, First Censor, Corres- ponding- Secretary, Monthly Orator of Calhoun Literary Society. Speaker on Sophomore Exhibition ; Senior Football Team; ' Varsity Tennis Team, ' 08; Art Editor The Bohemian. Kappa Alpha Fraternity. John Wesley Crum, Jr. DENMARK, S. C. The play ' s the thing. First Critic and Monthly Orator of Calhoun Literary Society. Class Base- ball and Football Teams, 05, 06, ' 07, ' 08 ; ' Varsity Baseball Team, ' 08 ; Tennis Team, ' 08. Chi Phi Fraternity. 18 William Butler Garrett, Jr. FOUNTAIN INN, S. C. He will discourse most eloquent music. Entered 05. First Critic, Recording Secretary and Monthly Orator of Pres- ton Literary Society ; Y. IVI. C. A. Editor of The Journal, ' 08; Member of Glee Club, ' 08. Julian Leroy Dukes ORANGEBURG, S. C. Laugh ajid grozv fat. Member of Calhoun Literary Society, ' o4- ' o5. Charter member, President, First, Second and Third Critic, First and Second Censor, Corresponding Sec- retary, Recording Secretary, Monthly Orator of Carlisle Literary Society. Marshal, Sophomore Exhibition; Junior Chief Marshal ; Junior Debater ; speaker on Oratorical Contest, 08; member of Liter-Society Committee, ' 08; member of Executive Committee, C. P. A. of S. C, ' 08. Editor-in-Chief of The Journal, ' 08. Contributed to The Journal. Non- Frat. . Thomas McKenzie Hamer TATUM, S. C. Brave in apparcal, unrumcd in aspect, and gay in temper. Second Critic of Calhoun Literary So- ciety. Captain of Class Football Team, ' 05, ' 08; Class Baseball Team, 08; Cap- tain, ' 05; Marshal, 05; Chairman Ex- ecutive Committee of Glee Club, ' 08; First Tenor, Glee Club Quartette, ' ' 08. Ernest Henry Harley GREENVILLE, S. C. A little nonsense noiv and then is rel- ished by the zvisest men. First Censor of Preston Literary So- ciety. Member Executive Committee S. C. L O. A., ' 08 ; First Bass, Glee Club Quartette, ' 08; Class Baseball Team, ' 05, ' 06; Sigma Alpha Epsilon Fraternity. 20 Mareen Duvall Jackson BENNETTSVILLE, S. C. Hang sorrozv! care ' 11 kill a cat. Vice-President of Calhoun Literary Society; Assistant Exchange Editor of The Journal, ' 07. Sigma Alpha Epsilon Fraternity. John Lee Hydrick SPARTANBURG, S. C. His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be ivrong; his life, I ' m sure, zvas in the right. President, Second Critic and Second Censor of Calhoun Literary Society. President of Junior Class; Chairman of Reception Committee, ' 07; Captain of Gymnasium Team, ' 08; Literary Editor of The Journal, ' 08; Editor-in-Chief of The Bohemian. Chi Psi Fraternity. 21 Charles Albert Johnson ROCK HILL, S. C. Many arc called, hut fczv get up. Entered 05. Recording Secretary and Second Censor of Calhoun Literary So- ciety ; Class Baseball Team, ' 06, ' 07, ' 08; Class Football Team, ' 06, ' 07, ' 08; Sen- ior-Fresh. Football Team, ' 08; ' Varsity Baseball Team, ' 07; Captain, ' 08; Cap- tain of Basketball Team, ' 06, 07. Chi Psi Fraternity. Lucius Kelly Jennings SPARTANBURG, S. C. See what a grace zvas seated on this brozv! Hyperion ' s curls; the front of Jove himself. President, First and Second Censor, Second Critic, Recording Secretary, Monthly Orator of Calhoun Literary So- ciety ; President of Senior Class and Vice-President of Sophomore Class : Ex- change Editor of The Journal. 08; ' Varsity Baseball Team, ' 07; Manager of Class Baseball Team, ' 06, ' 08; Cap- tain, ' 07; ' Varsity Baseball Team, ' 07; Captain of Tennis Association, ' 08; Speaker on Sophomore Exhibition, Ora- torical Contest, ' 07 Kappa Alpha Fra- ternity. Daniel Emory Knight BOWMAN, S. C. For thy sake, tobacco, I ivoiild do any- thing hut die. Entered ' 03 ; dropped out 04-05 ; re- entered ' 05. Monthly Orator of Preston Literary Society ; Gymnasium Team, ' 07, ' 08; Art Editor of The Bohemian. Non-Frat. Charles Everett Klugh CORONACA, S. C. Who mixed reason ivith pleasure and ivisdom with mirth. President of Callioun Literary So- ciety; Oratorical Speaker, ' 07, 08; Jun- ior Debater. Sigma Alpha Epsilon Fra- ternity. 23 William Alvin McKelvey, Jr. PELZER, S. C. H ' had got a hurt O ' th ' inside of a deadlier sort. President, Vice-President and First Critic of Calhoun Literary Society ; Chief Marshal, Sophomore Exhibition ; Secre- tary of Inter-Society Committee, ' 08; Junior Football Team ; Manager of Sen- ior Football Team. Kappa Sigma Fra- ternity. Prescott Lanneau Martin KINGSTREE, S. C. A thing of duty is aii-noy forever. Vice-President, First Critic, Record- ing Secretary, Corresponding Secretary, Second Censor of Calhoun Literary So- ciety : ' Varsity Baseball Team, 05, 06; Coach, ' 08; Captain of Junior ;ind Sen- ior Baseball Teams; Captain of Tennis Association, ' 06; Basketball Team, ' 06; Class Football Team. Pi Kappa Alpha Fraternity. 24 Edward Robertson Mason TIMMONSVILLE, S. C. Wisdom married to immortal verse. President of Preston Literary Society. Kappa Sigma Fraternity. George Robert McKewn BRANCHVILLE, S. C. Happy he ivho weds a handsome face and a large dozver. What more can he desire? Member of Calhoun Literary Society, ' 04, ' 05; Charter Member, Vice-Presi- dent, First, Second and Third Critic, First and Second Censor, Treasurer, Re- cording Secretary, Corresponding Secre- tary, Monthly Orator, and one of the framers of the Constitution of Carlisle Literary Society; Marshal, Sophomore Exhibition; Junior Marshal; Member Inter-Society Committee, ' 07. Non- Frat. w Frank Burt Morgan, Jr. CENTRAL, S. C. Robert Frederick Morris TURIIKVIIJ.E, S. C. Eat your steak or you ' ll haz ' c stew. President, Recording Secretary and Monthly Orator of Preston Literary So- ciety ; Junior Debater ; Secretary of Y. M. C. A., ' 07; President, ' 08; Y. M. C. A. Editor of The Bohemian ; Secretary of Athletic Association, ' 08. Non-Frat. , :! ' A ivord to the ivisc is resented. President and First Critic of Preston Literary Society ; Member Inter-Society Committee, ' 08; Presiding Officer, Ora- torical Contest, ' 08. Kappa Sigma Fra- ternity. . 26 Joseph Lawrence Nettles SPARTANr.UKG, S. C. Saint heart ne ' er won fair lady. Member of Calhoun Literary Society, 04-05; Charter Member, President, Vice-President, Second Critic, Record- ing Secretary, and one of the framers of the Constitution or Carlisle Literary So- ciety ; Junior Debater ; Winner C. L. S. Essay Medal, 07. Non-Frat. Abraham Stephen Nettles SPARTANBURG, S. C. Knozvlcdgc is pozvcr, — yon knozv it abont the riglit person. Member of Calhoun Literary Society, ' o4- ' o5 ; Charter Member, President, Vice-President, First, Second and Third Critic, First Censor, Corresponding Sec- retary and Monthly Orator of Carlisle Literary Society ; Member of Inter-So- ciety Committee, ' 07 ; Chairman, ' 08 ; Assistant Business Manager of The Jour- nal, ' 07 ; Literary Editor of The Bo- hemian ; Class Historian, ' 08; Winner of C. L. S. Essay Medal, 06 ; The Jour- nal. Story Medal 07; C. P. A. of S. C. Story Medal, ' 08. Non-Frat. 27 Marshall Pinckney Orr GREENVILLE, S. C. James McDonald Owen ORANGEBURG, S. C. Her stature tall, — hate a dumpy zvouiau. Member of Preston Literary Society. Matri-money is the root of all evil. Entered ' 06. Member of Calhoun Lit- erary Society; Class Football and Base- ball Team, ' 07; ' Varsity Baseball Team, ' 07; Basketball Team, ' 07; Class Treas- urer, ' 08; Member of Executive Com- mittee of Athletic Association, ' 08. Barrett Brooks Patterson WOODRUFF, S. C. ' The doors of Opportunity arc marked ' Push ' and ' Pull ' First Censor and Monthly Orator of Preston Literary Society ; Vice-President of Y. M. C. A. ' 08. Non-Frat. Grover Cleveland Peterson LAURENS, S. C. He for a very busy man did pass, And yet he seemed much busier than he zvas. Member of Preston Literary Society. Kappa Sigma Fraternity. 29 James Howard Ramseur ASHE ' ILLE, N. C. What is home ivithout another. First Censor of Preston Literary So- ciety. Vice-President of Junior Class. Kappa Sigma Fraternity. James Carlisle Rushton ]!ENNETTS ' 1LLE, S. C. The knowledge of hviguages is a trifle at best, and the accoinplisliiiient of none bnt a pedant. Member of Preston Literary Society. Non-Frat. 30 Howard Carlisle Sheridan I ' .AMBERG, S. C. A ' jid even his failings leaned to virtue ' s side. Member of Class of ' 07; dropped out at end of Junior year; re-entered Sep- tember, ' 07. Second Critic of Preston Literary Society ; Contributor to Tlie Journal. Kappa Sigma Fraternity. McGilvery Buck Simpson GLENN SPRINGS, S. C. Every one is as God nmde him, and oftentimes a great deal zvorse. Member of Calhoun Literary Society. Chi Phi Fraternity. . Charlie Dorn Smith LAKE CITY, S. C. Shut your mouth and open your eyes and you ' ll need nothing to make you wise. Second Critic, First and Second Cen- sor of Preston Literary Society. Non- Frat. LeRoy Stanton TATUM, S. C. There is no time like the pleasant. First Censor, Recording Secretary and Corresponding Secretary of Calhoun Lit- erary Society. Class Baseball Team, ' 05, ' 06, ' 08 ; Class Football Team, ' 08 ; Mem- ber of Executive Committee of Athletic Association, ' 00 ; President of Marlboro Club, 08. Sigma Alpha Epsilon Fra- ternity. John Thompson Taylor JONESVILLE, S. C. The zuorld kiioivs nothing of its great- est men. Vice-President, First Critic, Recording Secretary of Preston Literary Society; Vice-President of Senior Class. 33 I Leon Hicks ToUeson SPARTANBURG, S. C. Pleasant company alzvays accepted. Recording- Secretary and Monthly Orator of Calhoun Literary Society; Class Foo tball Team, 08; ' Varsity Base- ball Team, ' 08. Pi Kappa Alpha Fra- ternity. Alfred Broadus Waldrep PIEDMONT, S. C. I preached as iieirr sure to preach again, .And as a dying man to dying men. Member of Preston Literary Society. Non-Frat. 34 John Archie Willis GRAY COURT, S. C. Could I love less I should be happier. President, Vice-President, First Critic, Second Censor, Treasurer, Correspond- ing Secretary and Monthly Orator of Preston Literary Society; President of College Press Association of South Car- olina, ' 08 ; Senior Class Poet ; Business Manager of The Bohemian. ' 08; Assist- ant Literary Editor of The Journal ' 07; Treasurer of Y. M. C. A., ' 07; Contribu- ted twenty-two articles to The Jounial; Business Manager of The Journal, ' 08. Kappa Sigma Fraternity. Julian John Welch CARLISLE. S. C. Misery loves company, hut eoinpauy does not aki ' oys rceiprocate. Member of Preston Literary Society. 35 SENIOR Senior Class History The Class of ' 08 consisted of 93 men the first year, 65 the second, 52 the third, and 47 the fourth and last year. As a Freshman Class we were the largest in the history of the college ; as a Senior Class we hold the same record. But our claims to glory and honor as college men rest not on numbers. We won the Baseball Trophy Cup for 08, and have been winning medals galore for three years. We sent Hydrick down to Columbia to win the Rhodes Scholarship, and, as always, he did his duty. Some of us have loaned our musical talent to the ' converse College Choral Society that the Festival might be a success; others of us have freely dispensed floods of melody along old North Church street at all hours of the night for the benefit of a highly cultured, music-loving people. Quite a large number of us have written poetry for publication ; but inasmuch as no course in poetry writing was ever given the class, Dr. Snyder cannot be blamed for this. If this were to be a book, right here a page should be inscribed with the names of those dozen lovers of the classics whose zeal for old learning once led them to think of taking Senior Latin. Like all classes, ' 08 has met defeat not once, but many times. College pro- fessors are such inexorable men ! But we didn ' t stay down when we got down ; we knew how to bury our defeats beneath the flowers of victory. Classmates, this brief, meandering sketch is not your history. Deep graven on the tablets of your memories are the events of your college life. Who else would know your history need read no further here. He must search the college records, interview your professors, half a dozen generations of Wofford men, and yourselves. And his task is not ended here. Some Saturday afternoon he must stroll over to Converse and drink a cup of tea with Mrs. Howard and her dear girls. Nor must he forget to stand awhile down town at the meeting of the ways, else he would never know why we so often ate cold supper and lost our appetites for books. Should any one ever make this search and write your history, just as soon as his book issues from the press, chip in and buy up the edition, and make the presumptions author swear to leave ' 08 and its history alone— else you can never boast to your children and your children ' s children of the mighty labors and deprivations of your toilsome college life. 37 Class Prophesy In this day and generation, when everybody reads fiction, it is difficult to relate one ' s own personal experience so as to make people believe yon. I do honestly warn you, though, that this is a really truly history which deals with a peculiar set of men, who are whirled round and round by the great wheel of time, and some who not infrequently pop out of it like a falling comet. But they are not to be blamed, for every century must produce at least one class of great men, and as the twilight of the nineteenth century has just closed with its opales- cent waves of heat rolling above what has been, and the bright golden sky, like an inverted bowl rimmed with delicate blue and crimson hues has at last pulled aside the great veil which obscured the twentieth century, and beyond the dim vista of the most vivid imagination we realize that twenty-three years ago the class of nineteen hundred and eight was snatched from the protecting arms of their Alma Mater and given over to the seething, struggling mass of humanity — there to catch a foothold and climb fortune ' s ladder to the topmost round, or else loose their hold and rest where ambition is but a plaything — then can we know that this is no time for vain imagining, but that we of the class of nineteen hun- dred and eight believe in what really is, namely, a life of action and power. Not many months ago, while seated on the stone veranda in the rear of the Star Cafe in Chicago (I believe I was waiting for a chance accjuaintance to pass by and mention supper ; for somehow I had forgotten to bring my pocket- book along, and the proprietor, declaring I was some one else, or resembled some one who had previously clipped him for twenty-five, absolutely refused to credit me.) I was almost in despair: from the lighted room within came the faint strains of music and the rattle of dishes, but above all the enchanting odor of something good to eat. An early darkness had settled over the city, and a heavy, steady rain was falling. The asphalt pavements glistened and twinkled as far as the eye could reach. A thousand conflicting thoughts rushed upon me. Once more I was amidst the scenes and pleasures of childhood, and then ofif to college. O, what had become of the class of nought eight? had Dame Fortune not smiled upon one of them ? had — Pardon mc, but will you give me the time? I glanced u]) and beheld a well-dressed gentleman of perhaps forty years standing direct!}- in front of me. Something in his rather feminine voice struck me as strangely familiar. 1 was on the point of telling him that I had been deprived of my timepiece the day before (you see, my pocketbook was still ab- 38 sent, and through kindness I let a pawnbroker have my Waterbury) when he moved nearer the light and, by all that is bright, it was old Jim Ramseur. Really, the boy was glad to see me, and when we were seated in the cafe he told me his history. He and McKelvey had lately gained a complete monopoly of all the sew- ing machine factories in the United States, and both were now living in Chicago. Ihe repast being over, he insisted that I accompany him to his home and meet an old friend oi past days. After a short walk we ascended the steps of his handsome residence and were greeted at the door by the clatter of an innumer- able host of tiny tots, and in the rear I saw an elderly lady approaching who was introduced as my dear mother-in-law (was it a groan I heard following this?) I was aroused early the next morning by the silvery voices of my little friends of the past evening. Immediately after breakfast the chauffeur drove us around to the residence of jNIr. McKelvey on Converse street. We found old Alviii sur- rounded by every enchantment of domestic life. After meeting several of his family we strolled down to the office of McKelvey Ramseur, and there I con- tracted with them for the agency of twelve of the cotton belt States. On the thirteenth day of June, nineteen hundred and thirty one, I made my first trip in interest of the company to the flourishing city of Macon, Ga. As my most pressing business was to purchase a team, I found from the city directory that Boyle Simpson owned a large livery business on East Wahehaquee street. Imagine if you can my pleasure in discovering that the two above names were none other than my old classmates (though now they purchase their ponies from the West, instead of from Hinds Noble). I soon settled on a team and returned to my hotel. In the lobby I was met by a gentleman distributing Pied- mont cigarettes, and at once recognized him as old Charlie Calvert. While relating past experiences we were joined by Albert Johnson, Horace Bethea, and Roy Stanton, all of whom are Knights of the Grip with the usual corpulence of that class. The next day being Sunday, I attended the First Methodist Church and had the pleasure of listening to an eloquent sermon by the Reverend A. B. Waldrep, D. D. On the following morning I drove to the freight depot to get my machine, and there found Wess Crum in charge of the office. He informed me that he was to be married within a short time, and. I was fortunate enough to leave a machine with him. Having finished my business in Macon, I set out for Opelika, Ala., and two weeks later arrived at that beautiful little village. Being in need of money, I went to the First National Bank to draw a draft on IMcKelvey Ramseur, but the cashier, thinking I was attempting a wild west stunt, immediately called in the president, who proved to be no other than John Taylor. John was ever a steady fellow, and the business world has found in him a real man. On leaving the bank, I noticed a large crowd gathered in the central square and strolled up to learn the cause. In the center, mounted on a large box, were two men, one talking very rapidly ; near them, ready mounted, rested a balloon. I only heard 39 this as I approched : Five dollars more of silver will make the five hundred dol- lars complete, and when you give me that, then will I — the alchemist, and finder of the Philosopher ' s Stone — change all this silver into gold, and return it to you. An old farmer near me walked up and passed over his five, and then somehow the balloon began to ascend. The men on the box looked wildly about them, and - yelling to the crowd that they would return presently, jumped into the balloon. When just above our heads they pulled their hats and bowed politely. I could not be mistaken, for the departing balloon contained no others than Julian Welch and Carlisle Rushton . A great howl arose from the crowd, and a mounted police- man rode up furiously to me and angrily demanded the cause of the trouble. I was beginning to explain when he grasped me by the hand and asked what in the world I was doing there. Charley Smith, for it was no other, was ever a lover of peace and order, and I was told that no better officer was to be found in the South than he for quelling all riots. My next stop was at Corinth, Miss. Here I was to collect an old debt from . the wholesale house of Klugh Jackson. After much wrangling with Charlie and Marine (who informed me that paying debts was stirctly out of their line), I went to the law office of Nettles Nettles and placed the matter in their hands. (I learned afterwards that my company lost the suit.) The next day busine ss was exceedingly dull, and as the twilight deepened into darkness I found myself far from the harmts of mankind. I was almost in despair of finding a night ' s lodging when suddenly through the dense blackness of the night I saw the faint glimmer of a light in a nearby farm house. I drove up and was greeted by the murderous yelps of a pack of bull-dogs. Was it a dream, intuition, or simply the recollections of past years that caused me to think of Yates Smith ? Anyway, my thoughts were immediately realized, for Yates soon appeared to quiet his blooded tribe, and on entering his fine old dwelling, I found Lush Jennings, Alex Copeland, John Hydrick, Dick Harley, and old Tom Hamer, all seated around an imposing looking barrel with two faucets. You see, Yates is an old bachelor, and had invited his friends for a week ' s hunt. Lush is still the good-looking girl of former days. He is now the president of the Spartan Mills, in Spartanburg, S. C. Alex Copeland could never forget the specimens he once dissected in the Biological Laboratory, and is now the leading physician of Santuck, S. C. Tom and Dick are in the mercantile business at Lamar, S. C, and John Hydrick, after spending four years at Oxford, returned to practice law with his father. He was but lately defeated by a small majority as coroner for Spartanburg County. The boys seemed happy, and I fain would have remained a week with them, but business ever before pleasure. The next morning I was forced to leave, not, though, before Yates had sold me one of his bull-pups with a pedigree three yards long. I can but add that I shot the rascal that afternoon for being whipped by a yellow fice. 40 Three weeks later I arrived in the city of Houston, Texas. As my horses were completely fagged out, I determined to get rid of them and make the re- mainder of my trip by rail. Driving slowly down the street, I noticed this sign : Dukes McKewn, Funeral Directors. Here let us bury your troubles. Roy and Bobby greeted me with the usual cordiality of a prospective customer. Pay- ing them fourteen dollars and ten cents, they relieved me of my team. I left imediately, for fear that I should be interred with my former horses. On enter- ing the Red Iron Racket to make a few purchases, I was startled and surprised to meet my old friends, Grover Peterson and Leon ToUeson. They informed me that business was exceedingly prosperous, and they were carrying a hundred thousand dollar stock. I learned also from Pete that Grange Cofhn was the pastor of the Second Methodist Church and that Bishop Leggs Martin had conducted the services the previous Sunday. As my business was not at all pressing, I accepted the Reverend Coffin ' s urgent invitation to take a cross- country drive. After more than an hour ' s ride, I noticed in the distance a large cattle ranch. Driving nearer, we were greeted by the lowing and bellowing of many cattle, but above the din of the noise could be heard the deep, sonorous voice of old Bull Morris. While talking with Bull ' about the past, we saw across the prairie a cloud of dust, as though caused by a whirlwind. Faster and faster the cloud advanced, and presently from it emerged a wild steer bearing on his back the tall figure of old Pete Garrett. He greeted us with his charac- teristic cordiality after this most amusing debut. They informed us that they owned the largest ranch in Texas; and furthermore, that Mack Owens and Charley Bethea were in the real estate business at Waco. From Houston I purchased a ticket to Columbia, S. C. Scarcely was I seated in the train when a hand was placed upon my shoulder, and looking up, I recognized Hilliard Atkins. He informed me that he was returning from an extended trip to the West in behalf of the Brown Carter oil fields ; these two are now considered the John D ' s. of America. Arriving in Columbia, I was greeted by the newsboy ' s cry of Extra! Extra! Orr for Governor ! Purchas- ing a paper, I saw that M. P. Orr, of Greenville, had defeated Bishop Alsbrook for Governor by a large majority, though the stump speeches of the latter for originality, composition, and rhetoric were the greatest ever heard within the old Palmetto State. From Columbia I went to Greenwood. Here I found Howard Sheridan manager of the Teachers ' Agency Bureau. I had the pleasure that evening of meeting Mrs. Sheridan. Howard informed me that Dick Knight was cartoonist for Collier ' s Weekly, drawing a yearly salary of ten thousand dollars ; and that Brooks Patterson had a flourishing ( ?) law practice at Pauline, S. C. After a pleasant stay of three days with Howard, I received a telegram from my com- pany requesting me to report at once in Washington, D. C. On arriving at my destination and finding that I had a few hours ' leisure, I strolled out to the 41 Zoological Park. While standing on the bank of one of the little winding streams, I noticed an elderly gentleman jump into the water and look at something earnestly with the glass he held in his hand. Suddenly he uttered a loud cry and exclaimed : A real live amoeba found after three years of diligent search ! I was scarcely surprised to find that it was no other than Burt Morgan. When he had somewhat arranged his cravat, he gave me a three hours ' talk on his biological researches. In the midst of his scientific lecture I learned that he now possessed two full-dress suits, and furthermore, that Archie Willis had recently been appointed United States Consul to the flourishing little island of Robinson Crusoe. And this is all the forty and five. Have I made too much or too little of them? Time alone can judge, for with them comes the light which will shed its glare over the world — the world once almost broken and destroyed but never dismembered — a light which illuminates the evil of ignorance, where in the end of the past century the people all are made to realize that where knowledge rules there can ever be prosperity. Out of the colleges. Light ; a light that shows us the true paths, and uniting every phase for simplicity, will come peace, peace by which all nations shall thrive and all mankind rejoice. 42 Class Poem Last night as I lay on the Campus Green, Dreaming, yes, dreaming of the clays now gone, Of the years mis-spent and what might have been, Had I but made use of the hours my own; And as I looked back o ' er the time that ' s past, And then peered forth in the time to be, Lo, I dreamed that I saw my Life-boat cast Adrift on the billows of Life ' s broad sea. And as the shadows of the night fell low Upon some wild, uneven beaten shore. My Life-boat rocked on the ebb and the flow. In one long restless course forever more ; I cared not if it turned and came to land. Or if it drifted in the open sea. Nor did I seem to care if it should strand Me on the billows of Eternity. The waves rolled high and fell, and came again, And the shadows of the night falling o ' er The moou-lit mounds of spray, it seemed, would fain Have hidden all and chained me to the shore, Had I not carelessly, unconsciously Drifted until the last white star had gone And left me stranded on the open sea, Pitlotless, simply drifting, and alone. My ship rolled on and rode the waves till morn Had touched the eastern sky with streaks of gray, And ever onward till the newly born Had thrown upon the world the light of day ; And then some good sea-nymph arose from out Old Ocean ' s depths, and with her own fair hand Unreefed the sail and turned the boat about, And led me again to my native land. 43 But when we reached the rugged, rock-bound coast, She quickly turned and o ' er the waves had gone Again, ere I could call to her, and lost Within myself, I, restless and alone, Untied my boat and sailed the seas again. Never sleeping, ever watching to steal One glance of her whom I had loved, but vain Was it : I could not grasp my soul ' s ideal. Comrades, ' tis now four years since first we cast Our boat upon the sea of college life. The waves have risen high, but we have passed Them safely o ' er ; the rough seas and the strife Of waters breaking o ' er the hidden shoals, It seemed, would fain have sometimes swamped us all. Had it not been for those brave, daring souls Among our crew, who loved stern Duty ' s call. Our craft is large, and in our crew we claim, And justly so, more men than e ' er set sail From out this port before ; ' tis true our fame Might rest upon our numbers, but the tale Of the battles we ' ve fought, the victories won. Of the rough seas ridden down, — better that Be made to place the name, ' 08, our own. At the head of those in the fierce combat. Our crew was twice as large as now when we First cast out boat upon the tide that bore Us here. But then the fierce storms of the sea, Whose mountain-like waves, rising high, swept o ' er ' The deck time and again, each time would take A man or two ; and then sometimes the shore Of some familiar isle — it ' s calm — would take From us a comrade to return no more. For four long years this, our Commencement day. Has been that far ofif goal to which we steered ; We ' ve seen it in the distance, and the spray Of maddened seas ne ' er got so thick that, cheered 44 By the thought of vict ' ry, this great ideal Ere fell below the common horizon ; We ' ve longed to make the port, but now we feel A reluctance to take what we have won. And once we stand upon the longed-for shore And clasp within our arms the victory, That which was once our ideal is no more. But it has again drifted out to sea ; Then let ' s embark and sail the seas again. Never sleeping, ever watching for one Whom we have seen but once and loved, for. fain Would we follow where our ideal has gone. 45 1 Tom Hill, President R. B. Stackhouse, Viec-Prcsident 4 W. C. Curry, Secretary and Treasurer Grover Patton, Class Historian 46 History of the Junior Class On the night of the eighteenth of September, 1905, about one hundred and fifteen disconsolate young men were gathered in and around Wofiford campus. The following morning, in answer to the muffled monotone of the bell away up in the steeple ' these young men — a motley crew — assembled in the college chapel. The Junior Class of the institution mentioned above is the remnant of those one hundred and fifteen men. We were Freshmen then — and, ye gods, how green ! We were more verdant than any other Freshman Class that lias ever entered Wofford — there were more of us. The records of the college show that we were the largest conglomerate mass that meant nothing that ever applied for entrance at a single time. Looking back at that first year, we can now see that our experiences dififeri.td from those of other Freshmen as one grain of wheat differs from anothei, no more, no less. The formula which we were compelled to solve was the sarne that Freshmen have had to demonstrate since time immemorial — Mathematics, Eng- lish, Greek, German, and Latin — required course. We, as other Freshmen have done, took an average part in all the activities on the campus. We had the accus- tomed trials and troubles that Freshmen have always been heir to. We passed some examinations and failed on others. Each of us had his own particular female divinity to whom he sacrificed, and each of us got unmercifully snubbed for his pains. Enough. Three words form the complete history of any Freshman Class, They were Freshmen. ' - ' September, 1906, came. This time we gathered at WoiTord not as strangers in a strange land, but as natives to the manner born. We were Sophomores, and from the cold, thin atmosphere of learning we looked down with lordly pity on the puny Freshmen. We were monarchs of all we surveyed, our rights there were none to dispute, for the Freshmen feared, the upper classmen despised, and the faculty pitied us. With scholarly eagerness we plunged into our work, and we took it so seriously that a brief description will not be amiss. We found Greek and Mathematics mysteries, and left them mysteries. In History we learned Western Europe from Charlemagne to Victoria, and forgot it again, all in one year. We adopted the bull-dog-tenacity plan of procedure in English,, and hung on with a courage worthy of a better cause. As to Latin and German, Away with them ! Away with them ! They remind us of things we know not of, And do not wish to know. It was in Physics that we scored our greatest triumph. We learned — God save the mark — old man Isaac Newton ' s laws of 47 motion by rote. We also learned that the laws which bear his name did not really belong to him. They had been in operation for several years before the future Sir Isaac decided to begin his earthly pilgrimage, and they belonged to him only in the sense that he was the first man to put them in writing, reduce them to statute form as it were. Previous to his time their enforcement was purely a matter of custom. Well, all things finite, Sophomore Class included, must end. June came, the flowers bloomed, the winds whispered, the pine trees moaned, birds sang, brooks gurgled, and amid these and other little occurrences of like nature we went home. September came around again in due season. It has been coming around m due season ever since we can remember. Every year at about the same time September puts in her appearance, bringing in her train— confusion on them !— a gneration of fall poets who rave and rant about her vari-colored garments, as if she could wear any other styles. But we digress. To return. On the morning of the twentieth of the above named September, we who had been Freshmen in 1905 assembled in the chapel ds Juniors. Not all of us, however, for during the two previous years the win- nowing process had gone merrily on, and we who had begun with one hundred and fifteen could now muster a bare sixty. What this year, in its entirety, has in store for us we know not, none of us being in the prophesy business, but the part that has passed we are not ashamed of, and the portion yet to come we do not fear. 48 Roll of Junior Class Adams, W. P., Marlboro, S. C. Andrews, E. D., Sumter, S. C. Bearden, F. E., Spartanburg, S. C. Breeden, L. K., Marlboro, S. C. Brogden, J. C, Aiken, S. C. Burnett, C, Spartanburg, S. C. Cannon, H. E., Spartanburg, S. C. Carson, R. G., Orangeburg, S. C. Cely, J. L., Anderson, S. C. Correll, H. E., Spartanburg, S. C. Cox, H. M., Columbus, N. C. Creech, H. L., Barnwell, S. C. Coleman, T. L., Greenwood, S. C. Crum, T. M., Orangeburg, S. C. Crittenden, W. R., Shellman, Ga. Curry, W. C, Jr., Laurens, S. C. Cudd, R. M., Spartanburg, S. C. Dargan, Marion, Jr., Spartanburg, S. C. Dominick, R. H., Newberry, S. C. DuBose, T. B., Jr., Darlington, S. C. DuPre, W. D., Spartanburg, S. C. Easterling, C. A., Marlboro, S. C. Elrod, L. C, Anderson, S. C. Felkel, F. W., Orangeburg, S. C. Finch, P. F., Spartanburg, S. C. Folger, R. C, Pickens, S. C. France, B. H., Spartanburg, S. C. Glenn, J. H., Chester, S. C. Griffin, F. M., Lee, S. C. Hardin, J. C, York, S. C. Hays, C. V., Marion, S. C. Herring, O. L-, Spartanburg, S. C. Hicks, R. B., Spartanburg, S. C. Hill, T. F., Anderson, S. C. Huff, F. C, Greenville, S. C. Huffman, J. C, Orangeburg, S. C. Huggin, Donald, Cherokee, S. C. Huggins, R. C, Lee, S. C. Latham, M. G., York, S. C. Latimer, J. B., Abbeville, S. C. Mahaffey, Boyce, Williamsburg, S. C. Major, R. S., Lexington, S. C. McCain, D. P., Abbeville, S. C. McLeod, D. C, Lee, S. C. Montgomery, T. C, Marion, S. C. Mullins, B. R., Jr., Marion, S. C. Muroaka, B., Japan. Murph, P. M., Spartanburg, S. C. Nichols, W. G., Marion, S. C. Parks, W. G., Greenwood, S. C. Patton, Grover, Spartanburg, S. C. Ramseur, V. D., Buncombe, N. C. Rogers, A. L., Spartanburg, S. C. Rogers, W. E., Marlboro, S. C. Scott, J. W., Jr., Spartanburg, S. C. Simmons, J. F., Jr., Orangeburg, S. C. Stabler, E. P., Spartanburg, S. C. Stackhouse, R. B., Marion, S. C. Steadman, J. M., Jr., Dorchester, S. C. Stephenson, E. P., Lee, S. C. Tinsley, A. E., Spartanburg, S. C. Whitaker, W. S., Newberry, S. C. Woodley, Jno. F., Sumter, S. C. Yarborough, L. E., Spartanburg, S. C. 49 Vice-President S. L. Lander, Secretary and Treasurer Gro ' er Patton, Historian 50 Sophomore Class History It was on the afternoon of the eighteenth of September, 1906, thaf the present Sophomore Class entered Wofford College. The day was rainy, dark, and dreary— but almost any day would have seemed dark and dreary to us then, for it was the farthest many of us had ever been from home. At that time we little knew what hardships and undertakings lay between us and our diplomas. ' Now we can realize them in a small way. At that time we scarcely realized that ours was a class which would turn ouf to be one of the most noted and conspicuous, in many ways and for diverse reasons, that ever entered Wofford ' s doors. On the morning of the nineteenth we entered the college chapel for the first time, and were much impressed by the sokmn and awe-inspiring looks upon the faces of the members of the faculty. Bishop Duncan made a short, impressive talk, and after him each member of the faculty spoke a few words of welcome. After chapel the class held its first meeting, and elected officers. The following were elected: Brooks, President; Davis, Vice-President; Munnerlyn, Secretary and Treasurer ; Zimmerman, Manager of Baseball Team ; and J. W . Anderson, Captain of Basball Team. It was at this meeting that we first learned that our class had both the largest and the smallest man in college. C. D. Pl}-ler tipped the scales at 240 and measured 6 feet 4 inches in his stocking feet; W. Smith weighed 85 pounds, and measured 4 feet 8 inches (and never had had on a stocking) . The first year of our college course passed off almost before we were aware of it. During the year we enrolled 113 members and made a good record for scholarship. At the end, which came on the eleventh of June, we were all glad to return home for the summer vacation with the proud thought that we would be Freshmen no more. For some reasons all of us hated to return to college when the seventeenth of September rolled around again; but we were glad to come, too, for other leasons. We did not like to leave our friends and homefolks, but on the other hand, we wished to see our friends whom we knew would be here. We arrived, however, with a somewhat exalted opinion of ourselves that we, at last, had come to be Sophomores. We felt that we were a little more than the common run of Sophomores. We thought that the word Sophomore, when applied to us, should be put in large, heavy italics, underscored, with three exclamation points at the end, and a border around the whole thing, and all this printed in red or blue or 51 some other bright color. My ! but didn ' t we strut for a few days ? But we finally became tired of all this and settled down into the common routine of study. We were glad to welcome as new members of our class this year : Means, Hart, H. C. Smith, Wiles, Lander, R. L. Keaton, J. D. Griffith, and Cromley, giving us a membership of eighty. The officers elected this year were : Huey, President ; Craig, Vice-President ; Lander, Secretary and Treasurer ; Hazel, Historian ; Hazel, Poet ; Wrightson, Manager of Baseball Team ; Raysor, Captain of Baseball Team. Our class has always been a winner in every kind of athletic contest. During our Freshman year three games had to be played with the Seniors before they finally won the Trophy Cup. This year we missed it only by a narrow margin. Among the ball players from our class who have played on the college team are J. W. Anderson, Stewart, Raysor, and Carnes, all of whom rank high in college baseball. We are also noted for our great sense of humor. It seems that we can see a joke in almost anything. This is proved by the loud assinine brays emitted from Prof. Gamewell ' s class-room when the Sophomore Class is in there. On the whole, we have a good, hard-working class. We have the respect of the faculty and the good-will of all our fellow students. 52 Roll of Sophomore Class All, C. A., Barnwell, S. C. Allgood, R. A., Pickens, S. C. Anderson, L. P., Chester, S. C. Baker, W. B., Marion, S. C. Beach, F. C, York, S. C. Beach, Geo. A., York, S. C. Betts, D. L., Manfield, La. Bomar, H. J., Spartanburg, S. C. Bomar, C. V., Spartanburg, S. C. Bowman, P. N., Orangeburg, S. C. Carnes, G. R., Lancaster, S. C. Cleveland, C. P., Spartanburg, S. C. Connor, S. B., Berkeley, S. C. Craig, Geo. K., Anson, N. C. Crane, T. E., Union, S. C. Cromley, B. F., Saluda, S. C. Cudd, W. G., Spartanburg, S. C. Dantzler, O. M., Orangeburg, S. C. Davidson, W. H., Laurens, S. C. Davis, J. K., Spartanburg, S. C. Dawsey, C. B. Horry, S. C. Deaver, J. K., Union, S. C. Dial, Albert, Laurens, S. C. DuBose, B. M., Lee, S. C. Elkins, C. R., Spartanburg, S. C. Galbraith, J. G., Spartanburg, S. C. Griffith, P. F., Orangeburg, S. C. Griffith, J. D., Saluda, S. C. Hammond, E. B., Spartanburg, S. C. Hardin, H. C, Chester, S. C. Hart, E. L., Spartanburg, S. C. Hawkins, G. C, Spartanburg, S. C. Hazel, W. G., Edgefield, S. C. Heinitsh, G. M., Spartanburg, S. C. Hemmingway, T. S., Williamsburg, S. C. Holroyd, R. L., Jr., Anderson, S. C. Horger, E. L., Orangeburg, S. C. Huey, T. W., York, S. C. Hughston, Geo., Spartanburg, S. C. Humphries, A. W., Kershaw, S. C. Ingram, G. B., Lancaster, S. C. Jones, J. S., Saluda, S. C. Keaton, E. L., Anderson, S. C. Keaton, R. L., Abbeville, S. C. Klugh, W. F., Greenwood, S. C. Leonard, P. H., Spartanburg, S. C. Lander, S. H., Petropolis, Brazil. Manning, R. H., Marion, S. C. Mathias, J. H., Lexington, S. C. Mitchell, A. F., Laurens, S. C. Mitchell, H. C, Edgefield, S. C. Merritt, J. O., Laurens, S. C. Moore, W. D., Chesterfield, S. C. Munnerlyn, J. F., Georgetown, S. C. Murata, F., Japan. Murray, L. A., Berkeley, S. C. Means, A. N., Spartanburg, S. C. McCall, J. S., Marlboro, S. C. McDonald, C. M., Kershaw, S. C. McLaurin, J. B., Marlboro, S. C. Newton, R. L., Jr., Scotland, N. C. Nichols, L. O., Marion, S. C. Owen, J. H., Orangeburg, S. C. Plyler, S. H., Lancaster, S. C. Plyler, C. D., Lancaster, S. C. Raysor, H. C, Orangeburg, S. C. Roberts, E. B., Marion, S. C. Shockley. C. W., Spartanburg, S. C. Smith, H. C, Spartanburg, S. C. Smith, R. E., Jr., Clarendon, S. C. Smith, Whitefoord, Orangeburg, S. C Smoak, T. C, Orangeburg, S. C. Stokes, J. E., Spartanburg, S. C. Thornton, J. G., Pickens, S. C. Turner, O. C, Spartanburg, S. C. Wannamaker, J. E., Orangeburg, S. C. Wilkes, M. M., Berkeley, S. C. Womack, J. E., Polk County, N. C. Wrightson, W. O., Spartanburg, S. C. Zemp, M. C, Kershaw, S. C. Zimmerman, J. M., Spartanburg, S. C, C. E. DuPoNT, President ' W. P. Meadors, Class Historian 54 History of Freshman Class MOTTO : seven, come ' leven. O the terror and dread of those first few days after our entrance — the entrance of the Class of 191 1! Who can ever know or understand— but a Freshman? With awe-stricken faces and palpitating hearts beating time to our hesitating steps we entered the historic old chapel for the first time, under the keen, search- ing gaze of the wise-looking old professors seated along the rostrum. Then, when the chapel exercises were over, after a long and tedious search, rambling about and peering into the numerous and mysterious crooks and crannies of the dark old main building, we at length found the treasurer ' s office. There, with trembling hands and an inward feeling as if it were the everlasting tablet in the Hall of Fame, we inscribed our names in the large college register. And soon we had taken our first degree in initiation, gathered together our small library of text-books, learned to distinguish between the dignified Seniors, the brilliant Juniors, and the know-all Sophomores, and our college course was really begun. Though last in order, we are not least — in numbers. On entering, we stood a hundred strong; and though, even before Christmas, several could not help contrasting home and college life, nor resist the longings for home and mother that were derived therefrom, still today we have the largest roll of any class in college. The first important event, and perhaps the one that will be remembered longer than any other of our college life, was the reception given to the Freshmen soon after our debut. Upon our arrival at the Science Hall on the night of this occasion we were ushered in by our friends and superiors, the Sophomores, and before we were aware of what was happening, they were introducing us to the different members of the faculty, who, together with their wives, were standing in a large semi-circle just within the entrance. And when we had made our most humble and awkward obeisances to them we were immediately hustled oft ' to do homage to the young ladies and the ice cream and the cake that were waiting to receive our various marks of respect. And they got them — at least the ice cream and cake did. In regard to the first part of this performance I am afraid to express an opinion ; but as to the rest, I feel safe in saying that we proved our- selves worthy of the opportunity and equal to the occasion. Scarcely a week had elapsed since the opening of college before the boys were on the baseball field, the teams picked, and the class games begun. Among 55 those who represented us on the diamond were Eherbe, the fast httle shortstop, who will play the same position on ' Varsity ; Johnson, the neat little outfielder ; and big Phoebe Rhea, the Clemson graduate (?), who did the back-stopping stunt. It is true that the Seniors won the cup, at least they got it, but it was only after a struggle made long and fierce by the plucky little Freshman bunch. And it is well known that we were the cause of this ; for the Juniors did not win a single game and the Sophomores were easy. But when they went up against the Freshmen, we led them a merry old race around the sacks ; and as to the last and deciding game — well, everyone was not sure that the Seniors won. Soon the days began to grow shorter, their close accompanied by a dull red glow in the west. Then football became the all-absorbing topic, and its very presence seemed to permeate the whole atmosphere. With such men as Monroe, Rhea, Baby Haynes and others we again went forth to meet the Goliath in the form of the husky ' 08 squad, and again, though we were unable to down them, we were the only ones that could in any way check their headlong rush for the goal posts and victory. So far everything had moved along without the least friction or impediment. Indeed, all had gone so smoothly and quietly that this itself seemed to foretell some terrible approaching crisis. And such indeed was the case ; for after a few weeks there was seen looming up huge and dark on the clear horizon of our Freshman year a threatening object, which on closer observation proved to be nothing more or less than Christmas exams. Then it was we fully realized the truth of the old saying, A little learning is a dangerous thing, and when the two weeks of severe ordeal had gone by, several, after having viewed the results of this lapse of time, shook off the dust from their feet and departed. Next came the Fresh. Ex., the event in which so many Freshmen distin- guished themselves. Truly everyone thought that Cicero and his contemporaries had come to life again. Never before did such smooth, fluent conglomerations of words, large and small, long and short, present and past, reputable and disreput- able, national and foreign, escape from Freshmen ' s lips since the founding of old Wofiford over a half century ago. It was just at that time of the year when the trees and shrubbery were beginning to put on their fresh new garments of green, when the flowers, sparkling with dew, were just bursting into bloom, and the birds, happy at the approach of spring, were filling the air with their merry songs. Everything was in that state necessary to inspire eloquent thoughts and aspirations. Nor was this an exception to the rule in producing results. For not only were the themes of their speeches high and instructive, but delivered in such a way that Demosthenes himself well might envy. If words had the power to make things happen, more would have been accomplished in that one night than at present is accomplished in a whole decade. And now we stand at the close of our Freshman year. We have taken our first step upward on the short yet long ladder of our college career, the one that 56 WOFORD COLLEGE LIBWW! has but four rounds but requires a year of hard labor and study to gain each round; and as we look back over the last nine months, we feel proud of what we have done in that time. But not only have we performed our daily duties to the satisfaction of ourselves and our teachers ( ?), but we have displayed our college spirit as well in different ways and on all occasions, by contributing, and in a creditable manner, to all college functions and enterprises. If this year has been an example of what is in store for us, we have every reason to look forward to the next three with most pleasant anticipation. And now we only hope that three years hence we may be able to say with a clear conscience, We came, we saw, we have fought a good fight, and now we have conquered ; and that with sheepskins in hand, we may go out, not only benefited ourselves, but feeling that we have been a help to Wofford College. 57 Roll of Fresh man Class Alexander, B. D., Spartanburg, S C. Anderson, H. B., Spartanburg, S. C. Austell, C. W., Union, S. C. Ayer, O. B., Bamberg, S. C. Bennett, O. C, Greenville, S. C. Black, S. O., Spartanburg, S. C. Blair, E. P., Fairfield, S. C. Braddy, L. C, Jr., Marion, S. C. Bull, G. C, Orangeburg, S. C. Burnett, J. S., Spartanburg, S. C. Bussy, N. A., Chester, S. C. Caldwell, J., Spartanburg, S. C. Carlisle, C. H., Spartanburg, S. C. Carter, T. J., Union, S. C. Connor, R. S., Orangeburg, S. C. Cudd, J. E., Spartanburg, S. C. Cely, O., Greenville, S. C. Cunningham, J. W., Union, N. C. Darwin, R. F., Cherokee, S. C. Dibble, Wm. V., Orangeburg, S. C. Duckworth, R. L., Stewart, Ga. DuPont, C. E., Sumter, S. C. Dillard, W. Y., Jr., Spartanburg, S. C. Edens, L. T., Robeson, N. C. Ellerbe, H. I., Marlboro, S. C. Ellerbe, W. S., Marlboro, S. C. Epps, E. K., Williamsburg, S. C. Finch, B. C, Spartanburg, S. C. Ferguson, R. F., Spartanburg, S. C. Gage, L. G., Chester, S. C. Groce, S. A., Greenville, S. C. Hardin, S. H., Jr., Chester, S. C. Hardin, Grady, York, S. C. Flarley, M. W., Orangeburg, S. C. Harmon, W. M., Abbeville, S. C. Haynes, B. L., Spartanburg, S. C. Hayes, J. T., Marion, S. C. Horn, J. O., Dorchester, S. C. Hucks, H., Horry, S. C. Humphries, A. L., Kershaw, S. C. Hutto, W. D., Jr., Spartanburg, S. C. Jennings, W. T., Orangeburg, S. C. Johnson, J. B., Spartanburg, S. C. Jones, Foster C, Anderson, S. C. Judy, W. S., Dorchester, S. C. Kellett, W. W., Greenville, S. C. Kennedy, J. E., Chester, S. C. Langford, H., Newberry, S. C. Lindsay, C. M., Spartanburg, S. C. Littlejohn, G. M., Anderson, S. C. Lively, M. S., Burke, Ga. Maddux, O. L., Spartanburg, S. C. McNeace, W. A., Union, S. C. Meadors, W. P., Jr., Marlboro, S. C. Mobley, Jessie, Lancaster, S. C. Munroe, H. R., Marion, S. C. Moore, E. L., Greenwood, S. C. Morris, E. R., Clarendon, S. C. Munnerlyn, H. J., Marlboro, S. C. ' Myers, Elzie, Colleton, S. C. Nicholls, Montague, Spartanburg, S. C. Peden, F., Greenville, S. C. Perritt, J. O., Darlington, S. C. Rett igrew, G. P., Anderson, S. C, Prince, Jno. L., Anderson, S. C. Rhea, J. S., York, S. C. Richardson, James, Anderson, S. C. Rumph, G. M., Dorchester, S. C. Russell, J. M., Berkeley, S. C. Shell, Vernon, Spartanburg, S. C. Shores, R. C, Spartanbrrg, S. C. Smith, N. R., Colleton, S. C. Smith, W. H., Clarendon, S. C. Spann, A. L., Bamberg, S. C. Snyder, Mc., Spartanbrrg, S. C. Stacy, L. E., Cleveland, N. C. Steadman, J. F., Lexington, S. C. Stuckey, M. C, Lee, S. C. Sullivan, G. M., Anderson, S. C. Thompson, J. R., Marion, S. C. Thompson, P. H., Spartanbrrg, S. Turbeville, D. M., Clarendon, S. C. Tolleson, C. C, Spartanburg, S. C. Walker, W. A,, Cherokee, S. C. Wannamaker, D. P., Orangeburg, S. C. Watson, J. E., Marion, S. C. Whitlcck, R. H., Greenwood, S. C. White, L. H., Lee, S. C. Weatherly, A. C. Marlboro, S. C. Wightman, W. R., Saluda, S. C. Wiles, M. E., Orangeburg, S. C. Woodward, E. B., Lee, S. C. Woodham, J. G., Lee, S. C. C. Wrightson, J. C, Spartanburg, S. C. Yarbrough, P. B., Saluda, S. C. Yon, B. F., Lexington, S. C. 61 Literary Department To Toxaway There ' s a spot among the moinitains Where the velvet flowers grow, And their sweet and soothing perfume Fills the breezes as they blow ; Where caressing beams of sunshine Kiss the laughing rills each day; And the birds are always singing ' Round the lake at Toxaway. B. N. Alsbrook. A Memory Rnowest thou the land where the mocking bird sings, Where his sweet Southern lay through the stately pine lings Where the fields are all covered with cotton and corn? ' Tis the beautiful Southland, the land of the morn. There the golden rod waves like a vast sunlit sea And over it echoes the sound of the bee. The fragrance of jessamine bursts on the sense And fills us with joy, and with pleasures intense. B. N. Alsbrook. Change and Sleep Stars of the waning night Shed forth their silvery light. While the moon sleeps. 62 The moon now hides the stars, Behind clear, radiant bars. While the sun sleeps. The moon gives way to day; The sun sends forth his ray. While the stars sleep. We live a life of toil : Of trouble and turmoil, — Then comes our sleep. Earl L. Keaton. =| o =| oo o Chapter One from the Autobiography of a Baby If there is one thing which has always puzzled me, one peculiar characteristic of the human race which I have never been able to understand, and over which I have pondered for hours at a time, trying to account for, it is the fact that the individuals of the human family seem always to forget what transpired during their infancy. In fact, I have rarely found any one who remembers any thing, any event in their life which happened before they were two and, in most cases, three years old. I had never thought of this and, in fact, did not know that such was the case until one day, when I was about five years old, I mentioned something to my father about an event which happened when I was only two or three months old. He seemed surprised when I spoke of it and said it was utterly absurd to think that I could recall that which happened at that period of my infancy. I protested that T remembered distinctly having heard my mother tell a lady who had called one afternoon that I was four weeks old, but he only laughed and shook his head. However, he did not convince me that all I remembered of my babyhood days was of the imagination, for some of the happenings of that period of my life were too vividly impressed upon my mind to ever be forgotten, and some of them I knew to be real life scenes. The first thing I remember (I think I was not more than three or four days old) was a peculiar sensation which I felt one morning when I awoke from what must have been a long nap, and found myself almost buried in soft pillows and blankets. I knew that there was something new in the world. What it was I did not know, but the sun, which was shining in through the window, and which I rememlDcr made my eyes blink fearfully, seemed new to me. Now and then some one would come into the little room where I lay and would tuck the cover closeh ' about me. I did not remember having seen her before. Just then two or three other people came in and looked at me. I heard one of them ask, ' Ts it a girl or 63 boy? and some one with a deep voice replied, He is a boy ; my little boy. Don ' t you think he is a fine little fellow? Some how or other, I began to feel that I was the world ' s new addition. I did not know just what they meant by asking if I was a girl or boy, but I some- how or other felt glad that I was a boy, and remember that I wondered what 1 would have been if I had been a girl. I must confess that at this period of my life my memory was not just what I should have liked it to be, and the days and nights, now that I try to recall them, seem mixed and run together. One thing which I remember was a special delight to me was a little round affair, which I would, for hours at a time, hold to my mouth, and very often slept with it lying in close proximity to my face. I remember that one afternoon I suddenly became conscious of a change in my surroundings. The pillows on which I had been lying were gone and the seemingly broad expanse of ceiling above me had moved. I was rocking back and forth at a fearful rate of speed, and now and then I caught a glimpse of the man with the deep voice whom I had heard say, He is my little boy. I felt his arms tighten about me and wondered what was taking place. A new sensation seemed taking hold of me and I could not keep my mouth closed. I screamed as loud as I could and repeatedly followed it with another in quick succession, and so on. I did not know why I was doing it, but it seemed the only natural thing to do under the circumstances. How long this continued I do not know, but it could not have been long until I changed my position again. The rocking back and forth ceased, I heard some one with a sweet voice saying, Mamma ' s little darling, and I felt it no longer necessary to continue the noise which I had been so persistently keeping up. I looked up into the face of the one who had now taken me, and who was so tenderly holding me, and I knew instinctively that she was my mother. Tlie days seem to have passed rapidly and, with the exception of the times when I felt it only the natural thing to do to put into practice the newly acquired art of screaming, nothing of any importance happened. I think I must have slept most of the first two weeks of my life. I remember that one day, when I was not more than three or four weeks old, a friend of my mother ' s came to our house and brought a little girl of, she said, about my own age. Not long after she came in the little girl began to give proof of the fact that she, too, had learned the art of showing her disapproval of whatever she did not like. She opened her mouth as wide as she could, shut tightly her eyes, and screamed louder than I had ever thought of screaming. And then it was that I thanked whoever had made me a boy that I was not a girl. I began to wonder, however, if I looked like the picture I saw before me when 1 was giving the same demonstration, and, at the thought of it, my mouth flew open, my eyes shut tightly, and I found myself accompanying her. I do not remember the close of this scene ; I think sleep must have generously 64 overpowered and quieted me. But I do remember the close of a similar scene about a week or two later. I had been lying quietly in my room for two or three hours, perhaps longer, perhaps shorter, when I decided that it was time to give another exhibition of what I could do when I felt so disposed. I began to scream in the usual way, accompanying it this time by little kicks with my feet, which I had learned to use. I had been keeping up the performance for a short time only when the man who had rocked me so furiously a short time before came in. He bent over me, lifted me from my bed, and began to rock me again. To me that was a signal for a louder and more unusual demonstration than 1 had been in the habit of giving. Very soon, however, the rocking motion ceased and I became conscious of a tingling sensation sensation which continued to be ap- plied on a certain part of my body. He turned me over on my back again, and looking up into his face, I knew instinctively that he was my father. J. Archie Willis. When? When a bullfrog has wings like a bat, And turtles make nests in the trees ; When a chicken has fur like a cat, And wasps make honey like bees ; When mosquitoes never have bills. And steel is transparent like glass ; When rivers run over steep hills. And a zero on exam, is a pass ; When a cube is round like a ball. And the snail can outrun the hare ; When people grow twenty feet tall. And alligators swim in the air ; . - When a bluebird has horns like a cow. And the mocking-bird learns how to swim; When whiskey never causes a row. And a quartette of gnats sing a hymn ; When gravity pulls up and not down, - And days are longer than years; When fish learn to walk on the ground, - ' ■ And women never shed tears; • When dirt doesn ' t make water muddy. And donkeys have reason like men — Tis then every pupil will study And never make less than a ten. W. G. Hazel. 65 A Gambler in Hearts I. There had always been a kind of rivalry and a run for the nest in the old fraternity chapter-house. The nest was a small, snug little room on the eastern wing of the ten-roomed house, half-formed by a bay-window ; and it seemed as though it had been thrown in for good measure rather than as the re- sult of a contractor ' s design. Tradition held that there was always a strain of luck given to the man who roomed in the nest. Gray and Nelson had roomed there and had been college favorites ; then came Watkins and Sterling and Hendricks, and others, all of whom had enjoyed their part of the luck. So when Tony Rankin and Joe Wilson had thrown Heads we win, tails you lose with Pat Watson and Bill Olney and had won, they deter- mined with this start of luck to gain all that right of possession gave to the own- ers of the nest. Tony and Joe began at once the task of adding an air of snugness and cheer- fulness to their little burrow. Pictures of mother and father and sisters deco- rated th e walls and then the one that always goes over the mantel, that of the queen. Pennants, too, added their touch; then came the other little knick- knacks and souvenir keepsakes. Pretty skeeky little hole, eh, Tony ? exclaimed Joe when he had finished his part of the task and was adjusting his tie-rack on the dresser. No reply came from Tony ; and glancing around to see if his remark had been heard, Joe saw Tony buried head and shoulders in his trunk and looking anxiously for something among the scattered coats and trousers, Well, I wonder what sort of valuable he ' s got down there in that muddle, mused Joe silently. Tony continued his search and presently came up with a small, long box. What now, Tony? with an inquisitive smile playing carelessly over his tanned face. This is the best, hand in a deck and a quarter, laughed Tony. Five queens and PU bet you my life and raise you my head on ' em. Very well ; Pm always on hand when it comes to the show-down. Let ' s take a look, was Joe ' s reply. Carefully removing the cover, Tony brought forth a small, five paneled fan, each panel of which bore the smiling face of a girl. By Jove! there ' s Kathleen and Agnes and Lena and Kate and Pauline, gasped Joe ; Say, old boy, you must have remarkable confidence in your ability if you expect to row five canoes down the surging stream of college life this year! 66 No, not exactly that, said Tony, but that goes just over the mantel, and if it doesn ' t bring us a bonanza of luck then here ' s me to answer why ! The five faces seen on the fan were those of as many girls belonging to the same two dozen who constituted the social set of the college life. They were jolly and gay and entered into the whirl of college life, eagerly seeking all the fun to be had. II. The first social event of the college year was the reception given by the old students to the new-comers. Tony Rankin was always expected to add much to the fun and pleasure of the occasion ; for he was just that whole-souled, frank kind of fellow who wins friends unconsciously and is known as a popular favorite. Tony was anxious for the reception ; for he had yet many friends whom he had not seen, and he knew they would be there. But in the midst of his anticipations of the fun to be had, there came a prob- lem : which one of the five girls should he take to the reception ? To which one should he show the first preference? Tony would not admit to himself that he was fickle, and he hated to be accused of fickleness by his friend; but he could not deny that at times he was on the verge of making a discrimination. For several days he tried to decide whom he should choose as his partner, but he always ran amuck with his own thoughts. There were Kathleen ' s dear blue eyes which at times he swore were a dream ; Lena always did make a gay old chum for such occasions ; and he hadn ' t forgotten those dear old letters writ- ten by Agnes during the long summer months : but he always did say Pauline was the most fascinating with her odd little ways; and he had already telephoned Kate that he had bunches of messages from Sister Nan for her, which he prom- ised to deliver the very first opportunity. Thus he summed up the d ifferent qual- ities of each that would make her a most desirable partner, and as a last resort took down the little fan and looked long and earnestly into the eyes of first one and then the other. At Kate ' s face, however, he halted finally and remarked to himself, Well, little giri, since I swore to Sister Nan I would tell you all she said as soon as I got back here, I guess you ' ll have to be the candy-kid this time. And Tony took Kate to the first reception. III. Then came in mad succession the little scenes and happenings which fill up the days of a college year and leave behind a hallowed memory to be cherished in after life. First one of the girls and then the other became Tony ' s partner and confidential friend. He played tennis with Agnes,, rowed with Pauline, took long, rambling trips with Kate, went to the opera with Lena, and discussed Browning and Tennyson with Kathleen. Never a thought of life ' s burdens and 67 its cares came his way. He lived in a kind of earthly paradise surrounded by five little queens to enchant his moments. Often he congratulated himself on being such a good sort of fellow and viewed with pride the five smiling faces looking down at him from over the mantel. On the other hand, Tony, too, was often the subject of discussion at the meetings of The Tea-cups, of which the five girls were members ; and their regular query was, What kind of a fellow is Tony Rankin, and what are we going to do with him? Luck and girls are two things which taken together are most conducive to conceit. To play a winning game in college circles and be able to hold several trump cards among girl friends is a game which, too often, leads to reckless spec- ulation. There is too much of an inborn tendency in a college boy to tell a girl she is really and truly the first and only. Girls can play reckless, conservative games ; boys cannot. Tony Rankin played neither. He played a reckless game and his conceit told him that he was playing conservatively. With girls where there is a this, there is a these ; and where is a that, there is a those ; and they seldom forget that two and two make four. Tony Rankin forgot that girls make such calculations but it was not forgotten for all time. IV. June and commencement were in sight. Days and events had passed in a whirl. The only remaining event between then and June was the annual Junior- Senior ball. As yet there was an uncertainty attached to it which caused a feel- ing of uneasiness among the two classes. Tony, too, was in an uneasy chair. There had been just five college functions of importance during the year, and he had taken each of the five girls to one of them. Now came the sixth and most important. One of the five must be made the sixth ; and which one should that be. Tony was in a quandary. He knew that he must make a choice ; the time had come when he could no longer row for five. But how shoiild he make this choice? He pondered and thought; he threw dice; he laid out five hands, face down in a show-down, naming them as he did so and swearing that the winner would be his choice ; but she wasn ' t. The dance was only a week off. The boys were beginning to think about the girls to be their partners, and the girls were discussing what to wear. In the midst of all this there came a disappointing surprise. The Chancellor an- nounced in chapel service that the faculty had decided that it would be best not to have a Junior-Senior ball, for reasons best known to them. Tony ' s mind was now freed from its burden. He was mad that the faculty had done them this way, but he saw the way for fun before him. He sat down and wrote five notes to each of the girls like this : 68 My Dear Agnes : The junior-Senior ball will be pulled oi¥ next Friday night at Brandon Hall. All the year I have looked forward to having you as a partner ; you are such a swell dancer, you know. What kind of flowers shall I bring for you? Here ' s hoping a great old time. Sincerely, Tony. Randell Campus, May i6, 1907. Three afternoons later, Tony was sitting in the nest with five little notes lying on the table before him. Each one had said she would be delighted to go, and Tony was bubbling with laughter at the success of his joke. Joe came in just at this time, lit his meerschaum and sat down in the win- dow. Tony began laughing anew. Say, Joe, I ' ve got a good joke to tell you. You remember the other morn- ing when it was announced that there would be no Junior-Senior ball? Well, I sat down and wrote to all of my five girls up on the fan there and asked them to go with me ; and every one has accepted. Won ' t it be a time when they find out the joke? Joe looked up with an expression of half-smiling surprise. Well, Tony, you old fool ! Don ' t you know the faculty has decided to let us have it and preparations are being made right now? Tony ' s face was a study in surprises. Come on, Joe! said he, you ' re not kidding are you? Not much, Tony, that ' s straight goods. Tony snatched his pipe and viciously clamped it between his teeth. Look here, Joe, I ' m in a deuce of a hole then, and you ' ve got to help me out. Well, Tony, how do you expect to get out? I don ' t see anything to do but go and tell them just how things are. Tony flinched at the idea of being caught in his own trap. I guess I ' m not that big a cad yet, Joe. Both boys thought over the matter for a good while. They sifted every plan and finally settled on this. Tony wired his brother Tom to send him a telegram saying that his father was ill and to come home at once. Then Joe was to put a comment in the morning ' s paper about his being called home on account of his father ' s illness. The, girls would see it and would be sorry that Tony had to miss the ball, and that he could not take the one girl he had wished so much to take. V. Tony left on the evening train with a deep, cutting feeling of disappointment, fully persuaded, however, that he was doing the most advisable thing. Next morning he walked in at home and took his mother by surprise. To her surprised exclamation, Why, Tony, my boy, where did you come from ? he 69 made an excuse that he had no more work for a day or two and just decided to come home and see the folks. The day was a long one for Tony. He was ashamed to do down street for he hated to have to face his friends with such thin excuses for being at home. In the afternoon he saddled his horse and struck out for a ride in the country. He managed to kill the rest of the day riding and when he came in it was after dark He walked slowly into the sitting room and sat down with his head bent forward and a look of worry and meditation slowly passing over his troubled face. His mother caught the look and in a sympathetic tone of voice, with anxious eyes closely studying his expression, she told him that there were several telegrams on his dresser that had come that afternoon. He hurried up-stairs. He had come to a point in the game which had him guessing. On reaching his room he found five telegrams. He read the first : Am very sorry your father is so ill. Terribly disappointed that I, the one girl you had looked forward to taking, can ' t have you for a partner tomorrow night. (Signed) Agnes. He read the second ; to his dismay it was exactly like the first, except that it was signed Lena. The third, fourth, and fifth were all like the first. He saw ; he understood ; he had lost ! The five had balanced their accounts and found that two and two make four. Tony stood looking out in the dark- ness ; he felt like a ship lost at sea. He had bet on five queens ; and when it came to the show-down, had lost. Crawford A. Easterling. Night and Morning Outside the snow was falling Silently upon the earth; Inside the coals lay glowing Dim and red upon the hearth. Outside a waif was standing Hungry and homeless and cold ; Inside a miser sat haggard, Selfishly counting his gold. Outside the waif stole sobbing Into the rich man ' s shed ; Inside the miser crep slowly Into his big warm bed. 70 VEhvoL Next morning the miser lay grinning, — The doctor said he was dead ; — And the rich young waif ran whistHng, Though homeless, cold, and unfed. Harry C. Raysor. 0 =:{ 00( 0( Work In a garden of roses eternally fresh, Where sweet haunting fragrance makes heavy the air. Where the birds ever sing. And their joys ever ring. Through this garden of roses and sunshine so rare. There Pleasure has built her a palace of gold. Where banquets and feasting make glad all the day. Where white-handed Ease, (With his power to please) Plays sensuous music to hearts that are gay. Yet without the high walls of this garden so fair. In the boundless old world with its shadows and gloom. Where clouds of despair And heart-rending care Shut the sunshine of Love from lost lives that would bloom : There Humanity fights all the battles of life. With a heart that is sad, perhaps bursting with woe; There young Manhood fights strong In opposing the wrong, Hears the piteous calling of Innocence, low. Some have heeded the call from sweet Pleasure and Ease, And have turned from the world with its sorrows and strife, Have forgotten the need Where the wounded ones bleed. And feel not the wonderful motion of life. May our sympathies be where Humanity calls Down midst the sharp suff ' ring, the doubt and the murk, And until the world sings Till its happiness rings. May we cry, Let us work, work, work ! Walter Clyde Curry. 71 A Queer I Coincidence (Winner of The C. P. A. of S. C. Story M:edal 08.) No, Judge, remarked the old colonel, as they sat over their coffee one after- noon in the Charleston Hotel, I don ' t believe in circumstantial evidence. Too many strange coincidences happen for me to put much faith in a mere chain of circumstances. Ah, my dear Colonel, you wouldn ' t do for a legislator. If it were left to you, you would make it as hard to convict a man of any crime as it now is to convict of treason against the United States ! Maybe so, maybe so, replied the Colonel, smiling, but let me tell you why I am prejudiced against circumstantial evidence. A good many years ago a die was made for a new five-dollar-gold-piece at the Philadelphia mint. After two coins had been struck the die broke, and for some reason a duplicate was never made. However, the two coins were put in circulation, and one of them came into my possession. Since then Pve always had it in my pocket. Did you ever see one like it before? he asked, handing the coin over to the judge. No? Well, the chances are a million to one that you never will see an- other, for, as I said, there ' s only one other like it in existence. One night I was a passenger with several friends on a Mississippi steamer. After supper, as was the usual custom then, we sat down to a quiet game of poker. While we were playing a man came in, spoke to one of the others, and stood watching the game. He was a tall, lank, rawbone sort of a fellow, with small devilish black eyes that wouldn ' t look you square in the face. In a word, a rather suspicious looking fellow, and not at all the sort that a gentleman would care to play cards with. However, one of the others, Charles Woodville, of Kentucky, had met him during the day, and out of mere decency asked him to take a hand. He did so, and I watched him closely, for I thought him a sharper, but he tried no tricks on us that night, for he lost from first to last. Once the conversation touched on curiosities, and I brought out my coin for them all to see. It passed from hand to hand, and when it reached the stran- ger I noticed he examined it rather closely, but I thought nothing of that at the time. Then the game went on as before. About twelve we squared up and started to go to bed. Then I remembered my coin and asked for it. Imagine my surprise when it couldn ' t be found any- where. We searched high and low, but the coin had disappeared. I was plainly annoyed, and embarrassed, too, for that matter. It was a trying situation for every man there, and I was wondering what would happen next, when Woodville spoke. ' Gentlemen, ' said he, and I saw him look straight at the stranger, ' this is certainly an unfortunate affair, a deucedly 72 unfortunate affair, and the only way I see to get out of it is for every man to al- low himself to be searched. ' No sooner had he said that than the stranger jumped up with an oath. ' No, ' said he, speaking in a rapid, excited tone, ' I want you all to understand that I ' m a gentleman, and I wouldn ' t have accepted your invitation to play had I thought you anything else. If it suits the rest of you, search one another, but I swear you shall not search me. ' With that he drew his pistol and backed out of the room. ' Colonel, ' said Woodville to me rather excitedly, ' I ' d almost swear that impudent rascal has your coin, and, by the eternal gods, we ' ll make him produce it. ' Just then I chanced to glance at the table, and, sir, will you believe it, I de- tected a tiny gleam of gold ! The others gathered about me as I opened my knife and pried my coin out of a crack in the table. ' Look here, gentlemen, ' said I, ' we ' ve got to find that man and apologize to him, for he knows we suspected him. ' We went to hunt for him and found him in the bar-room. In a couple of minutes things were set straight, and I ordered juleps. While we were drinking them, the stranger reached in his pocket and drew out. a coin. He tossed it on the table with the remark, ' That ' s the reason, gentle- men, that I refused to be searched. ' We looked at the coin, and. Judge, the Colonel remarked, as he pushed back his chair, that coin was an exact duplicate of mine — the only other one in existence ! Abraham Stephen Nettles. 73 The Annual Staff J. L. Hydrick, Editor-in-Chief A. S. Nettles, Literary Editor J. A. Willis, Business Manager R. B. Hicks, Assistant Business Manager Assistant Literary Editors J. C. Brogden C. A. Easterling W. C. Curry Art Editors D. E. Knight T. F. Hill P. L. Martin Alex. Copeland B. H. France B. N. Alsbrook Athletic Editors B. R. Mullins H. B. Atkins 74 ANNUAL STAFF umi mm J A Wills- - u.si7i£ss 14andj sjsoCi T Editors C. A. 1 44 1 J. £ to 76 77 CALHOUN SOCIETY PRESIDENTS CARLISLE SOCIETY PRESIDENTS X h w u o Pi w h z o h w Ph History of Carlisle Literary Society For several years previous to the organization of the CarUsle Literary So- ciety the Calhoun and Preston Societies were overcrowded with men, and it became necessary for their membership to be reduced if they were to do the most efiFxient work. Accordingly, early in the fall of 1905 a group of thirty-five men met in Dr. Carlisle ' s room and, with the help of Dr. Snyder, organized a third society. There was no difference of opinion as to the name of the new literary society ; all were agreed that it should bear the name of Wofford ' s beloved Presi- dent Emeritus, Dr. James H. Carlisle. At the first regular meeting a constitution was adopted, and the following- officers elected: M. T. Wharton, President; J. D. Garlington, Vice-President; S. W. Puckett, First Critic; M. C. Foster, Second Critic; O. G. Calhoun, Third Critic; J. D. Garlington, First Censor; G. R. McKewn, Jr., Second Censor; C. S. Bethea, Recording Secretary ; and A. S. Nettles, Corresponding Secretary. Though the society has been handicapped by having no hall of its own, she has not failed to maintain the high standard of excellence of her sister societies. Her men have entered the lists in every contest open to the three societies, and have carried off half the honors. Within a short time she hopes to possess an elegantly furnishd hall in which Carlisle men will feel at home. Proud of the name she bears and confident of her destiny, the Carlisle Literary Society stands hopeful on the threshold of tomorrow, and her sons bid her god-speed. 83 Dukes Brown Curry France Hyd Easterling McKelvey Nettles Morgan INTER-SOCIETY COMMITTEE 84 Wofford College Journal J. LeRoy Dukes, Editor-in-Chief Staff Calhoun ]. L. Hydrick Literary Editor L. K. Jennings Exchange Editor L. K. Breeden Assistant Business iMauager Carlisle B. N. Alsbrook Local Editor R. B. Hicks Assistant Literary Editor Preston R. A. Brown Alumni Editor J. C. Hardin Assistant Exchange Editor W. B. Garrett Y. M. C. A. Editor J. A. Willis, Business Manager 85 0 03 h 1-1 z Pi o I — 1 Q p O o u , c o Kappa Alpha Fraternity Founded at Washington and Lee University in 1865 Number of Active Chapters 48. Delta Chapter Established in 1869 Colors — Crimson and Old Gold Flowers — Red Rose and Magnolia Fratres in Facultate J. A. Gamewell D. D. Wallace A. Mason DuPre Matthew L} Spencer Class of 1908 Charles Petty Calvert Lucius Kelley Jennings Alex Copeland Yates Smith Class of 1909 Rivers Conrad Huggins William Gary Nichols David Carlisle McLeod Allan Livingston Rogers Thomas Carlisle Montgomery Elw}-n Patterson Stephenson 88 Kappa Sigma Fraternity Founded at the University of Bologna in the Year 1400 Traditions brought to the United States and first chapter organized at Univer- sity of Virginia in 1869 Number of Chapters 91. Alpha Nu Chapter, Wofford College, organized January 27, 1894 Colors — Red, White and Green Floivcr — Lily of the Valley Members of Alpha Nu Senior Members E. R. Mason VV. A. IMcKelvey, Jr. F. B. Morgan, jr. L. C. Flrod 1 . C. Folgcr J. Archie Willis Junior Members G. C. Peterson J. H, Ramseur H. C. Sheridan O. L. Herring V. D. Ramseur 90 Pi Kappa Alpha Fraternity Founded at University of Virginia, ] Iarch ist, 1868 30 Active Chapters ,15 Alumni Cliapters Colors Old Gold and Garnet Flozvcrs Lilv of the Valley and Gold Standard Tulip NU CHAPTER OF WOFFORD COLLEGE FOUNDED 189I Class of 1908 P. L. Martin Leon H. Tolleson J. L. Addington W. L. Isom Marshall Gruber Class of 1909 Ben R. MuUins, Jr. J. F. Pate J. W. Hubbard Alumnus Omnicron SPARTANBURG, SOUTtI CAROLINA 92 w h X Ph Ph Sigma Alpha Epsilon Established 1856 at the University of Alabama Number of Active Chapters : Seventy-one. South Carolina Gamma Established in 1885 Colors— Royal Purple and Old Gold Flower— Violet Active Members in S. C. Gamma Class of 1908 W. C. Boyle, Sumter, S. C. M. D. Jackson, Bennettsville, S. C. E. H. Harley, Spartanburg, S. C. C. E. Klugh, Coronaca, S. C. Leroy Stanton, Tatum, S. C. Class of 1909 L. K. Breeden, Bennettsville, S. C. T. F. Hill, Anderson, S. C. C. A. Easterling, Tatrm, S. C. W. J. Parks, Greenwood, S. C. « Class of 1910 S. H. Lander, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil 94 Chi Phi Fraternity Founded at Princeton University in 1824 Number of Active Chapters 20 Sigma Chapter Estabhshed 1871 Colors — Scarlet and Blue Fratres in Facultate President H. N. Snvder Prof. J. G. Clinkscales Dr. C. B. Waller Class of 1908 Iv ' IcGilverv Buck Simpson ■ John Wesley Crum, Jr. Class of 1909 Frederick Mason Crum James Hardin Glenn IMarion Dargan, Jr. James Carlisle Hardin Class of 1911 Charles Foster Jones 96 Chi Psi Founded at Union College in 1841 Number of Active Alphas : Eighteen. Alpha Tat: established in i Colors — Purple and Gold Fratre in Facultate D. A. DuPre, A. M. Active Members Class of 1908 Hilliard Branner Atkins Horace Frederick Bethea John Lee Hydrick Grange Simons Coffin, Jr. Charles Albert Johnson Class of 1909 Wallace Duncan DuPre 98 The Philanthropeans The Philanthropeans, better known as Non-Frats., were organized in 1899 in opposition to the Greek letter fraternities of Wofforcl College. Believing the spirit and practices of the fraternities to be hostile to the best interests of the college and student body, we have worked consistently for their abolishment. In June, 1906, the trustees of the college decided to abolish all secret organi- zations on the campus after June, 1909. Believing it to be to the best interest of our cause, and that a closer union of the student body would thus more readily be effected, we adjourned indefinitely. When the proper time comes, we shall disband, and the Philanthropeans will no longer be known on Wofford campus. At times our conduct and motives have been censured by the fraternitymen and others, and with more or less justice, for we have made mistakes. It is ever a difficult thing to fight issues without the prejudices and passions of the men involved being aroused. But the motive that gave birth to our organization, and that has inspired its action, was to make Wofford College a better and more pleas- ant place for her students. Philanthropeans Bethea, C. E. Brown, R. A. Carter, R. L. Curry, W. C. Dukes, J. L. Hays, C. V. Knight, D. E. Morris, R. F. Murph, P. M. Waldrep, A. B. McKewn, J. R., Jr. Nettles, A. S. Nettles, J. L. Patterson, B. B Smith, C. D. Tinsley, A. E, 100 Oratoricaf v r is of the ear 102 103 .5 c C 3 w h w Q o I I 109 Baseball ' 08 We regret exceedingly that it is impossible to get a picture of our ' Varsity Baseball Team in The Bohemian but all the plates were made before Coach Martin picked the team. The ' Varsity Baseball Team is as follows : Smith, Perritt, Carnes, pitchers ; Lipscombe and Crum, catchers ; Johnson, first base ; Black, second base; Ellerbe, shortstop; Siriith and Perritt, third base; Walker, left field ; Raysor, center field ; ToUeson, right field. Class Bas eball Teams Seniors Martin, Captain p. and ss. Crum c. Hamer ib. Jennings, Manager .... .... 2b. Johnson ss. and p. Stanton 3b. Layton If. Tolleson cf. Coffin rf. Juniors Grififin p. Easterling c. Herring, Captain ib. Hardin 2b. Mullins ss. Carson 3b. Felkel If. Huggins cf. Stephenson rf. Glenn and Nicholls subs. Sophomores Carnes p. Stokes c. Wrightson, Manager ib. Deaver 2b. Jones ss. Means 3b. Raysor, Captain If. McDonald cf. Manning rf. Humphries and Roberts subs. Freshmen Perritt p. Rhea c. Black, Captain ib. Moore 2b. Ellerbe, Manager ss. Hart 3b. Johnson If. Beacham cf. Blair rf. Elllerbe, H., and Bull subs. Results of Baseball Class Games ' 07 Sophomores 9, Juniors 3 Freshmen 9, Juniors 5 Fitting School 2, Freshmen 4 Freshmen 2, Sophomores 12 Seniors 4, Fitting School i Sophomores Seniors 3 Freshmen 5, Seniors 6 Seniors 5, Juniors 3 111 Messrs. Beach, Cnim, and Copeland represented the Old Gold and Black m the Tennis Tourney in Greenville. Mr. Beach did credit to himself and his college in the singles, and he and Mr. Wesley Crum did well in the doubles. Mr. Copeland was substitute. 112 C. W. Watson, Instructor O. L. Herring, Captain of Floor Work J. L. Hydrick, Captain of Apparatus Work R. C. Shores, Clozvn M. L. Spencer D. W. Wannamaker D. E. Knight R- L. Holroyd R. L. Keaton H. Thomson G. K. Craig L. D. Perkins J. E. Wannamaker ' C. W. Shockley T. C. Montgomery J. M. Steadman V. M. Shell 113 GYMNASIUM TEAM 115 Football Seniors McKelvey, Manager c. Stanton I ' g- Morris Ig- Hamer, Captain rt. Lay ton It. Coffin re. Smith Ifc. Copeland rhb. Crum Ihb. Tolleson tl- Johnson f- Juniors Griffin c. Cely rg. Hardin Ig- Whitaker rt. Crittenden rhb. Breeden re. Herring MuUins, Captain q- NichoUs It- Glenn Ihb. EasterUng, Manager f. and Montgomery Rogers Sophomores Davidson Manning, Manager rg. Galbraith Ig- Craig rt. Dantzler It- Horger re. Wannamaker le. Keaton, Captain q- McDonald rhb. Roberts Ihb. McLaurin f- Griffith and Plyler subs. Freshmen Haynes c. Pettigrew rg. Alexander Ig- Carlisle rt. Black It. Watson re. Nichols It- ' - Monroe q- Prince rhb. Johnson Ihb. Rhea, Captain f- Ellerbe, Manager; Stucky and Stacv subs. subs All College ' 07 McKelvey c Manning rg Morris Ig Layton rt Rhea It Herring re Smith le- Mullins q- McLaurin rhb. Copeland Hib- Johnson f- Tolleson, Glenn, Monroe and Crum 116 117 (the swamp foxes.) Motto — Be Foxy Colors— Gray and Garnet Flower — Magnolia Blossom Ben R. Mullins, Jr., President . W. Gary Nichols, Viee-Presideiit Jno. Emory Watson, Secretary and Treasurer H. F. Bethea H. R. Monroe C. E. Bethea J. R. Thompson T. C. Montgomery E. B. Roberts C. V. Hayes L. C. P.raddy R. P. Stack-house J. T. Hayes W. B. Baker 118 W. C. Curry W. H. Davidson J. O. Merritt W. B. Garrett B. B. Patterson A. Dial G. C. Peterson A. F. Mitchell J. A. Willis 120 M. E. Wiles T. C. Smoak £. L. Horger iVI. W. Harley W. H. Lawton T. A. Zeigler E. K. Edwards F. W. Felkel D. P. Wannamaker H. C. Raysor O. M. Dantzler F. M. Cruni J. M. Owen D. E. Knight G. C. Bull P. N. Bowman J. F. Simmons, Jr. . J. L. Dukes R. G. Carson G. R. McKewn, Jr. W. Smith J. E. Wannamaker J. C. Hufifman R. S. Connor J. H. Owen W. T. Jennings P. F. Griffith 122 Prof. J. C. Hines, Jr., Honorary Member G. K. Craig H. M. Cox H. B. Atkins V. D. Ramsenr J. H. Ramseur L. T. Edens L. E. Stacy T. E. Crane J. W. Cunningham 124 J. L. Hines, Jr., Leader L. H. Tolleson W. B. Garrett, Jr. E. P. Staph enson R. F. Morris F. M. Crimi E. H. Harley B. Mahaffey P. F. Finch T. M. Hamer B. H. France R. B. Hicks R. L. Duckworth F. C. Huff A. L. Rogers D. L. Betts 127 Hamer Hines WOFFORD QUARTET 129 G. S. Coffin J. WOODLEY H. F. Bethea A. Dial M. Stuckey R. M. HuEY C. A. Johnson W. C. Boyle L. Stanton C. A. Easterling McG. Simpson J. McCall L. C. Elrod James Zimmerman T. F. Hill Archie Willis V. D. Ramseur W. A. McKelvey, Jr. W. R. Crittenden C. Montgemery L. K. Breeden J. B. Latimer M. D. Jackson W. A. McKeia ' EY, President W. R. Crittenden, Vice-President V. D. Ramseur, Seereiary and Treasurer 130 D i-J U Z w o w h F. B. Morgan, Jr., Bishop R. A. Brown, Sliding Elder L. C. Elrod, Secretary and Treasurer R. L. Carter, Director of Singing Members and Their Respective Charges Robert Arlington Brown, Sliding Elder, Bottle Stopper District Raleigh Leo Carter, Parson, Possum Trot Circuit Howard Carlisle Sheridan, Parson, Pig Trot Circuit Luther Clay Elred, Parson, Bobo Station Geo. C. Bull, Layman, Supply Work 132 J. E. Watson E. B. Roberts A. N. Means G. R. Carnes A. W. Humphries H. R. Munroe J. S. Jones S. H. Plyler C. D. Plyler A. L. Humphries W. G. Hazel W. H. Davidson 134 i ' I MARION DARGAN, President 137- Waldrep Garrett Keaton Dargan Dawsey Mason Patterson Brown Curry Crum Morris Y. M. C. A. OFFICERS AND COMMITTEEMEN- 138 Young Men ' s Christian Association The first pleasant word and act of kindness a new student receives when he arrives at the depot are given by men from the Young Men ' s Christian Associa- tion. It is the greatest power on Wofford ' s campus today. Were it not for the association of these Christian men many good boys after coming to college and coming in contact with evil would be lead astray. The year just closed has been one of unusual success ; its work has been stamped upon the characters of many useful students. There has been no power in the college which wields such vital influnce among the student body as the lives of the active, consecrated men who compose the association. Organization On December the 13th, 1879, there was organized in the college the Young Men ' s Christian Association. The first officers were as follows : President, H. C. Folk ; Vice-President, W. T. Lander ; Recording Secretary, C. B. Smith ; Cor- responding Secretary, C. H. Carlisle; Treasurer, C. H. Hilliard. The men first met for their meetings in the Preston Literary Hall. In 1901, through the benevo- lence of Rev. S. A. Nettles, a beautiful hall was furnished them, the seating capacity being nearly two hundred. In this the boys meet every Wednesday night for prayer meetings and Sunday afternoons for devotional services. The weekly prayer meetings are conducted by the boys. They meet for about one- half hour and through an informal service, in which all take part, the spiritual life of the campus receives its power. The students learn to love one another and to labor among themselves to be a help to those with whom they come in contact. The meetings on Sunday afternoon last for an hour, and are conducted by able speakers secured by the students. Men representing all phases of life are obtained. Personal Work The active workers of the Y. M. C. A. are divided into small bands whose purpose is to win souls for Christ. Many boys leave good homes and Christian mothers and after coming to college they drift into evil ways. These personal workers are very active and accomplish untold results through their Christian service. 139 Bible Study The Y. M. C. A. has several Bible classes taught either by the students or by some member of the faculty. This year Prof. Rembert taught a class com- posed of forty-five students, who covered the whole of the Old Testament. Mission Study Courses are also furnished in mission study. These are taught by the stu- dents. The courses take up various missionaries and their works in foreign fields. Delegates to Missionary Conferences The Y. M. C. A. has done a great deal in helping men to attend missionary conferences. It sent four men to attend the World ' s Student Volunteer Conven- tion held in Nashville, Tenn., in 1907. Part of the expenses are paid to large delegations who attend the conference at Asheville each summer. Officers 1907-8 President R. F. Morris, Turbeville, S. C. Vice-President B. B. Patterson, Woodruff, S. C. Secretary F. M. Crum, Orangeburg, S. C. Treasurer Marion Dargan, Spartanburg, S. C. Officers 1908-9 President Marion Dargan, Spartanburg, S. C. Vice-President J. C. Hardin, York, S. C. Secretary C. B. Dawsey, Horry, S. C. Treasurer R. Leon Keaton, Keaton, S. C. 140 141 College Calendar September 21. — College opened. September 22. — Freshmen find the way down town. September 24.— Freshmen learn that Hop does a credit biz. September 28.— Freshmen generously oi¥er to pay for cream at Y. M. C. A. re- ception. September 29, 30. — P-y-r ' s warwhoop is recognized ; and his belt felt. October 3.— Hinds Noble ' s agents ( ?) advertise, Hay infusion for next Tues- day. Ride up rarly! October 4.— Senior Class begins its famous series of kicks and waiting com- mittees. ' October 12.— Sophomores prognosticate that the rhymologies of their euphonious cognomens are derivatives of that heterogeneous and classical language- Greek. October 30.— Freshmen learn that Seniors ' names may be caught by other places than the handle. October 31.— Prof. G— told the Fresh. Class a joke. November 3.— A special agent was appointed by the Southern Express Company to handle during the year the large shipments of English novels ordered by the members of the Senior Class. November 4.— Glee Club organized. November 28.— Senior-Fresh, football team defeats Junior-Soph, team, 5 to o. December i.— Seniors leave of¥ Cinco ' s and begin smoking Old Virginias (3 for 5C-) December 8.— Junior S— tips waiting maid at Converse. December 10. — Exams begin. December 15.— Junior E— quotes on exam to illustrate Milton ' s style— Love is a funny thing, Beauty is a blossom, If you want your finger cut. Poke it at a ' possum. December 20.— Exams over! Wofford special leaves town at 12 o ' clock and the campus is deserted for several days. January 6.— Faculty discovers that Paul Jones is branded in more places than in history. 142 THE PRESSING CLUB VIOTTO- TO SQUEEZE ' e v) TlonEx- American BtAnTv January 15.— Scientific world shocked; perpetual motion discovered— Prof. Du- Pre ' s Theory on Evolution of Thumbs. January 20.— Prof. Spencer, having adjusted his glasses, confesses that he sees the point. January 21.— Prof. met German on time and dismissed the class two mm- utes before the bell. January 25.— To some this proverb becomes a reality— To tip the light fantastic toe Brings untold kinds of class-room woe. February i. — Second term begins. February 21.— Oratorical Contest. (Converse came.) February 22.— Gvm Ex. (Converse did not come.) February 22.— Washington ' s Birthday. Holiday. (One of the few.) March 10. — Preliminary trial on examinations. March 24. — Flunkers begin to encore. March 31.— Freshmen cut English and went to the fire. April I . — Cock-a-doodle-doo ! April 2.— It is discovered that the Latin language is not a dead language. April 3.— It is discovered that the dynamo has ceased to revolve either forwar or backward any more. It goes up and down. April 4. — Freshmen repent. April 24.— Wofford won in the victory. 144 Originals FOR SALE.— One first-class automobile. Been in use only one year. Ex- cellent car for one-hour rides. Purchaser must buy the entire car (not for sale by chapters). WANTED.— To know if Algebra is harder than Mathematics ?— Fresh. W. Fresh. G— (seeing confetti on the ground at the carnival)— Good gracious! they sure have been shooting paper caps around here a whole lot ! Dr. W— .— Mr. W— , in electrolysis, what is the liquid broken up into? Soph. W—.— Onions, sir (ions). Prof. R—.— Gentlemen, who Greek meets Greek ' as the old saying is, what usually occurs? H— .— They ask each other, How is the peanut biz? FOR SALE.— A centrifugal machine with liquid sides. Apply to C. A. J. Cut from Other Pages Mr. Wr. wooed Miss Phr And he Kr. When Miss Phr. left, then Wr. Kr. Sr. Then Miss Phr. ' s haughty Sr. Slapped bold Mr. Wr.— Mr. Wr. ' s cheek now wears a Painful blr. 4 4 -X Algy met a bear; The bear was bulgy; The bulge was Algy. The rain it raineth every day Upon the just and unjust fellows; Ikit chiefly on the just, Ix-cause The unjust steal the just ' s umbrellas, 146 Lives of football men remind us We can write our names in blood, And departing leave behind us Half our faces in the mud. eSf) eS i SJ Among the Authors Byron stood on the Cole-ridge, His face was. Grey and Shelly. He ate a can of Campbell ' s soup, and yelled, Great ' Scott ' ! it ' Burns ' like — jelly! Tenny ' s — son had a Cooper-er Drakes, And, a Book-on Washing-done, Mary had a little Lamb, And Milton Add-i-son. They burned the Bacon at the stake. The Poe Raven is Browning yet: Shakespeare tried to Steele a piece, And Romi-owes what Juli-et. e Indi — F erent. Indo — L — ent. Irreg — U — lar. Idle — N — ess. Ir — K — some. Boarding house milk is like the quality of mercy — not strained. — Lippincots. e$F O beefsteak, there upon my plate, For thee I sigh, on thee I saw ! Why is ' t thy fibres will not part. That I may fill my empty man ? This world a paradise would be If friends would hold as firm as thee. — Lippincots. 147 Teacher — Explain the term, vacuum. Student Why, er — er — I have it in my head, but I can ' t say it. — Ex. Why is it you call money dough? Asked a fair maiden of her beau. And, grinning wide. The youth replied : I guess because I need it so. —Lippincots. A Human Biped Harry, there ' s a man down here with a bill, called Mrs. Austin to her hus band. Gee whiz! let ' s go down and see him, pop, exclaimed young George Austin, excitedly. He must be a bird. 5 Helen was watching some flies on the window-pane, when she called to her mother: Mama, come and see if this is the bosom fly. The bosom fly, child! What kind of a fly is that? Oh, the one they sang about in church last Sunday, ' Let me to thy bosom fly. ' 4I Mary had a little lamb. You ' ve heard this fact before ; But have you ever heard she passed her plate. And had a little more? 4 4 Mary had a little lamb She dearly loved, ' tis said ; She carried it to school one day — Between a slice of bread. f4 4l« -2 J!ft The potato ' s eyes were full of tears. The cabbage hid her head ; There was grief in the kitchen on that day, For the vinegar ' s mother was dead. 148 Old Maid (purchasing music) — Have you Kissed Me In the Moonlight ? Clerk — No. It was the other clerk, I guess. 4 An Irishman who wanted to mark his linen put his full name on one piece and put on all the rest, Ditto. — Literary Digest. e l .Tfi. When all my thinks in vain are thunk, When all my winks in vain are wunk. What saves me from an awful flunk? My pony ! pj ij Mary had a little lamb Just thirty years ago ; The chops we had for lunch today Were from that lamb, I know. 41 5 5t Man is like unto a kerosene lamp : He isn ' t especially bright, He ' s often turned down, usually smokes, And frequently goes out at night. A Fresh, stood on the burning deck, — As far as we can learn. He stood in perfect safety, He was too green to burn. e e«9 e i Sf. Workman — Will it be all right to blast out that rock? Foreman — Yes, you may do that with impunit3 Workman — What ' s the matter with using dynamite? 149 When the donkey saw the zebra He began to switch his tail. Well, I never, was his comment, Here ' s a mule that ' s been to jail. Little Johnny has passed away, His face we ' ll see no more; What he thought was H2O Was H2 S04. Do you love me? said the paper bag. I ' m just wrapped up in you, said the sugar. You sweet thing 1 said the bag. A Dangerous Experiment Potassium, iodine, and sulphur under slight pressure give an exceedingly interesting result, as follows : Ki plus 2S equals kiss. The experiment is dangerous, as the above result may not be accomplished, but instead the reaction may be violent. This experi- ment should be attempted in the absence of light, when few (usually two) are present. One remarkable property of the substance is its great sweetness. It is contrary to rule, for it acts thus : Increase of pressure — increases volume. First Kid — Didn ' t your sister ' s beau make you mad? Second Kid— Yes, but I got even with him. I put quinine in sister ' s face powder. 4 4 Old Lady— What is that odor ? Farmer— That ' s fertilizer. Old Lady — For land ' s sake ! Farmer — Ye;s, ma ' am. ' 4 4 Only a Trifle Professor, said a dignified Senior, trying to be pathetic at parting, I am indebted to you for all I know, Pray, don ' t mention such a trillc, was the reply. 150 Darkibiis nightibus, No lightorum ; Climbibus gatepost — Breechibiis tonim. Deacon Jones, will you lead in prayer? The deacon snores peacefully. ' ' Deacon Jones, will you lead? Deacon Jones (awaking) — It ain ' t my lead; I dealt. ' His face was pale, his visage sad, His look was hard and stony. ' Is grim death near? said I to him No, no; I ' ve lost my ' pony. ' Little boy, Box of paints ; Sucked the brush, And joined the saints. When you court a girl to wed her. Never let the c[uestion stop ; First you have to pop the cjuestion, Then you have to cjuestion pop. 151 END The Dollar Savings Bank ARCH B. CALVERT, PRESIDENT CAPITAL $50,000.00 The Saving Habit Develops Character, Thrift and Energy No matter how much you earn you will never be wealthy if you spend it all R. E. CUDD Sl CO. | Livery and Feed STABLES And Dealers in Coal and Wood We solicit and will appreciate the trade of students. Quick service and special rates. See our agent, Matthew S. Lively Corner Wofford and North Spring Streets Phone 15 1887 1908 Wofford College Fitting School SPARTANBURG, S. C. A MASON DuPRE, A. B., A. M., Headmaster HIGH GRADE PREPARATORY SCHOOL Large Faculty Small Classes Limited Number of Students Well Equipped Plant Two Large Dormitories and One Recitation Building, all Brick Electric Light, Steam Heat, Gymnasium, Lyceum Course, Best Library Facilities CHARGES SISO FOR THE YEAR SEND FOR CATALOGUE CONVERSE COLLEGE 4r SPARTANBURG, S. C. A High Grade College for Women Conservatory of Music School of Art Address ROBT. P. PELL, Litt. D., President rirst National Bank Of Spartanburg, S. C. Capita! $500,000.00 Stockholders ' Liability 500,000.00 Surplus............. 32,000.00 OFFICERS W. E. Burnett President J. B. Cleveland Vice-President A. M. Chreitzberg Cashier S. B. 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BOOKS, STATIONERY AND PICTURES The Largest Book Store in Upper Carolina Students of Wofford are Patrons of this Historic Place Wofford College HENRY N. SNYDER. A. M., LL.D.. Litt. D.. President Tu;o Je r e , A. B. and A. M, Four courses hading to the A. B. Degree. Twelve Professors; Departments: Ethics, Astronomy, Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry, Biology and Geology, Latin, Greek English, German and French, History and Economics, Lihrary and Lihrarian. The W. E. Burnett Gymnasium, under a competent director. J. B. Cleveland Science Hall. Athletic grounds. Course of lectures hy the ablest men on the platform. Rare musical opportunities. Tahle hoard from $10.00 to $12.00 a month. Next session legins Se temler 16th. For Catalogue or other information, address J. A. GAMEWELL, secretary Spartanburg. S. C. ATTORNEYS ' DIRECTORY Joseph T. Johnson J. Wright Nash JOHNSON NASH ATTORNEYS AT LAW Spartanburg, South Carolina Jno. W. Carlisle Howard B. Carlisle CARLISLE CARLISLE ATTORNEYS AT LAW Spartanburg, South Carolina STANYARNE WILSON ATTORNEY AT LAW Spartanburg, South Carolina S. T. McCravy S. T. Lanham McCRAVY LANHAM ATTORNEYS AT LAW Spartanburg, South Carolina Geo. W. Nicholls Sam J. Nicholls NICHOLLS NICHOLLS ATTORNEYS AT LAW Spartanburg, South Carolina Thos. B, Butler Henry K. Osborne B. H. Brown BUTLER, OSBORNE BROWN ATTORNEYS AT LAW Spartanburg, South Carolina H. T. ROGERS ATTORNEY AT LAW Spartanburg, South Carolina C. P. SIMS ATTORNEY AT LAW Spartanburg, South Carolina — — = on O . ■ ' o Spartanburg Lumber Mfg. Co. -HEADQUARTERS FOR Hi h Grade Cabinet Work DOOR5, 5A5H. BLINDS, LUMBER AND BUILDING MATERIAL PHONE 8S E wish to take this means of expressing to each fourth year Wofford man our sincere thanks for the valued patronage accorded us while in our city, and bespeak for him all the best that the future holds for him. To those returning next year our thanks are just as hearty, and we trust we shall still be favored in the future if our treatment in the past warrants it. Wishing each and every Wofford man a most pleasant and prosperous season, we are, Very truly yours, C. W. Anderson Co. Fine Footcovers Spartanburg, S. C WffORD COUEGE UBftWi To Our Student Friends W e take this opportunity of expressing to Wofford Stu- dents generally, and particularly the Annual Staff, Journal Staff, Y. M.C. A. Off, cers, Athletic Association, Officers of the Fraternities and Literary Societies our appreciation of the uniform, courtesy extended to us hy them, and our thanks for the very pleasant business relations that have existed hetween us during the four years we have heen in business. SK e have always endeavored to give them first-class work and prompt service at prices consistent with the quality of the work, for which they have assured us of their satisfaction and paid us promptly. wiJJ endeavor in the future to render even better service and quality of work, and hope that our relations with the new students will he as pleasant as with the old. Bespeaking for every one of our student friends in offord an honorable and prosperous career, we remain, Yours truly, BAND WHITE f Mr. and Mrs. H. Bernhardt We make qual- ity, style and pleas- ing effects in our Photo- graphs and Water Colors We are pic- ture mak- ers, there- fore under- stand how to frame a pic- ture, and do it nice and cheap too. 1 I 9t Ref. Not to be taken ftOlJI this