Bennett Medical College - Em Dee Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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wwwew s To FRESHMAN CLASS HISTCRY The class of l9l8 was quickly organized, but we began the long circuit of four years with rather a limited number. We did not enjoy our loneli- ness very long, however, as the second semester found us increased by twenty-two more students from the Pre-medic class. Needless to say, we welcomed them with open arms. Of course, there was a reason. With them they presented us with four members of the fair sex, which brightened our heretofore dull class-room. They were an extremely welcome addition to our ranks. About two weeks after school opened the much to be feared class rush took place. lt, however, was not as exciting as advertised. The Sophs outnumbered us about three to one, and coupled with the fact that we were taken unawares, they succeeded in painting and marching us around the West Side. ln the afternoon we were their guests at a neighboring theater, which settled things to the satisfaction of all concerned. The next event of importance was the election of class officers. B. F. Croutch .......................... President C. lVl. Copia ..... . . .Vice-President J. P. Hutchinson. . . ....... Treasurer F. IVI. Dry ....... ......... S ecretary J. F. Ruzic .... .... S ergeant-at-Arms B. C. Rembe .................... Sergeant-at-Arms The class immediately voted Dr. C. B. lVlcClurg its honoraryi President. and to our great pleasure he honored us by accepting this position. We received a severe jolt, however, when we returned from our Christmas vaca- tion to learn that our esteemed Honorary President had been promoted from the rank of bachelor to the exalted position of a benedict. Our heartiest congratulations and sincere wishes are extended to him, and may he enjoy a long happy wedded life. The Freshmen Banquet was held April l5th in the Fraternity Room of the Great Northern Hotel. Many of the Faculty were present. All present had a most enjoyable time, and there is no doubt but what this day will be long remembered as one of the brightest in the history of the class. CLASS OF 1918. We're always studying, we never play, For Doctors we all hope to be some day To cure all ills, and right all wrong So that the world may continue in the life long song. We will relieve a pain, and give a pill, To earn our living, with a right good will, And if the folks are old and gray, We'll do our best to keep death away. F. j. HALPIN 'I8. 153

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Kapperasch, Wm.-The ladies' general information bureau. La Duron, J. F.-A new arrival, but looks very promising. Lattman, 0. H.-Croton oil and compound Jalap powder kid. Leon, H. C.-They say uhe is some anatomistn Cperhaps? MacKowiak, F.1The blushing boy from jonesville. Malouf, S.-The terror of the dogs. l-le learned his anatomy from them. McDonell, D.-lVlother's pride and joy. lVlcLoughlin, M. E.-The young Tiger from Jersey. Mena, C.-just a visitor. Morrison, R.-Always there to absorb the knowledge. Morgan, F.-The Texas Tommy of the class. Ask Diaz. Moran, W.-A product of Connecticut. Cuigley, E. F.-Another of the fair sex, and always nice to the boys. Rankin, M.-Our hero from Toronto. They say he lost his curls there. Remke, B. C.-fSergeant-at-Armsj The boy with the big bass voice. They need him in the big quartet. Smith, J. F.-Oh, how sad the artists feel when he comes around. Smith, G. M.-The terror of the horses: kills them on sight. Sanderson, O. M.-Always there with a helping hand. A good fellow. Ruzic, J. F.-To be or not to be? the big question. Tierney, J. F.-Always willing to help the ladies. Tray, J. E.-The boy with the professional map. Watry, O. J.-A nut on Roberts rules of order. Wachlin, E.-Our Xray specialist. Whammond, R.- I should worry is his motto. We agree with him fsometimesl. 4 152

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its TO THE FUTURE FRESHMAN. Here is a toast lwant to drink to a fellow l'll never know- To a fellow who's going to take my place when it's time for me to go. l've wondered what kind of a chap he'll be, and l've wished l could take his hand Just to whisper, l wish you well, old man in a way that he'd understand. l'd like to give him the cheering word that l've longed at times to hearg l'd like to give him the warm hand clasp when never a friend seems near. l've learned my knowledge by sheer hard work, and wish l could pass it on To the fellow who'll come to take my place some day when l am gone. Will he see all the sad mistakes l've made and note all the battles lost? Will he ever guess of the works they caused or the heartaches which they cost? Will he gaze thru the failures and fruitless toil to the underlying plan And catch a glimpse of the real intent and the heart of a vanquished man? l dare to hope he may pause some day as he toils as l have wrought And gain some strength for his weary task from the battles which l have fought. But l've only the task itself to leave with the cares for him to face, And never a cheering word may speak to thefellow who will take my place. Then here's to your health, old chapg,l drink as a man to man: l leave an unfinished task for you, succeed for l know you can. l've dreamed of my dreams as all men do, and you'll dream the same things too. And my prayer to-day, old chap, is that they may all be realized by you. And we'll meet some day in the great unknown--out in the realms of space: You'll know my clasp as l take your hand and gaze in your welcome face. Then all our failures will be success in the light of the new found dawn- So l'm drinking your health, old chap, who'll take my place when l'm gone. -Anonymous. 154