Boston University College of Practical Arts and Letters - Sivad Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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1 1 ' i L I I ll ,,,f'11 -l1Ig'ex,,. VLA., 4 rA,7 ,A,, 4 ,L ,W qY,, , ,A,,,AA W, , if55:51risiijiigiiiiiiiiiifiifiiiififLi'1fe1Eii?.:ii11:5l 'iI1flQL2i 4 own ,,:ZAgi3ff1+55 'MH1Qslr1'1e1lfAfoils? lla. ll -We-fee ssss k. A L:fQQ--X . Tl Lffifff QQ .A.4 Q 1115ir1:::t'r'oiil,Q,,,l if Qt1s:,Q L ,rf lla? - E 1 lil 1 2 ,I l 1 A THOMAS CHALMERS, A.B., PH.D., D.D. H l . , ,- will Professor cmd Ch-mrmcm of the Departmertt of History if :li 'z I had practically decided that this college was run for the sole benefit of Steve, and that the safest thing fo-r me was to find some empty Milf box o-n the roof in which to- take up' my r6S1d9'I1Ce, .but I lqrlghtened iliil up, and paid a visit to Dr. Chalmers lnstead. Dr. Chalmers 1S a very will ei'Hcient gloom-dispeller. He greeted me. wlth, Ellil Hello-, Kappa, come in and chat awhile. I I Mil Then he told me :some of his experlences abroad and ln thls coun- lgixf try. If he eve-r tires of teaching History, I'm sure he .would be suc- lil' cessful as a writer of adventure sto-ries. And can you imagme a hls- ll tory professor who doesn't even try to remember dates? But, thats zlgl, a secret, so do-nit let him know that I told yo-u. , - ltllll Kappa, I'm afraid I'll have to go to class. If Im late, the girls .1 might not wait for me, even if I did promise them a lecture on Henry f. : A VIII. , li l Dr. Chalmers hastily gathered up his books., and I wagged my tail igoro-usly in sympathy. We me-n around this college surely do have li our diHicul ies! ll I 1 2. E32 ' L1 , l l ll, 1 .1 i l I -' 3 l E l l l I 2 ' I .. . Q .3 ' lil I n . IV! R' llwty EARL CRANSTON, A.B., B.D., M.A. A E P, CD B K Assistant in H 'ts tory One day last fall, when I went to- pay a visit to Dr. Cfhalmers, I found his office occupied by an entire stranger. But as I was about to leave in haste, Dr. Chalmers came down the corridor. Hello-, Kappa, he said to me. I see you don't know my assistant, Mr. Cranston, yet. Come in and get acquainted with him. So, wagging my tail contentedly, I turned back into- the ofiice. Mr. Cranston greeted me with that most engaging smile which has since become so familiar to me, and the rest of the pe-riod I spent in his office watching him correct examination papers, and listening to his interviews- with rather worried freshme-n. But the freshmen didn't remain worried very long, for Mr. Cranston soon had them at their ease. In fact, I think anyo-ne would find it impossible- to be self-con- scious in Mr. Cransto4n's presence-his continued good humor' and his eagerness to be of help have wo-n him the respect and friendship of all the students who have met him. CHARLES PHILLIPS HUSE A B A M PH D fp B K, B r 2 Chazrmcm of the Depafrtmertt of Social Sczence cmd Professor of Ecortofmzcs Oh dear Dr Huse vsasni there' I had looked forward to that inter v1ew for ages He IS always so pleasant and thlnks that even dogs have lntelligence It IS so nice to talk with one who credlts you wltn some sense I know this report doesnt do him Justice but Ive tried very hard Anyway I love him and you love him so here goes Dr Huse IS a delightful lecturer Economics 1S conceded to be a dry subJect but flavored with his patlence Wlt and personality it assumes a new and less formidable aspect All the students regard D1 Huse as wise Just and considerate He Seems ever conscious of human fra1lt1es and is always ready to help in surmounting the many d1Hicult1es that students encounter As the years go by it IS our hope that Dr Huse will learn to hold us ln h1S confidence and accept the friendship we so gladly offer him lg. Hel fem v

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f WIW w'm'iIm W I A 44.1 . ,, .., . ...,.,, . ..l Q. ,A U W .. , .. .. .,...,,j . Kf::::Q,1 M- , ' A... x, ,xV ,. . A Q5 li ' A I KARL EASTMAN SHEDD, A.B., A.M. A T Q Assistcmt Professor of Spanish I had been calmly curled up in a corner of the Assembly Hall one Friday morning, taking a quiet nap, when I was rudely awakened by the chatter of a group of freshmen who were coming in for College Life. Judging by all the queer charts on the blackboard in front of the room, I thought the hour would be interesting, so I stayed in my corner to watch proceedings. I was ve-ry lucky, for it was Professor Shedd's morning to talk on Budgeting Time . I knew Professor Shedd already as a new and enthusiastic teacher of Spanish at P. A. L., but just think of being not only an able instructor in foreign lan- guages, but an authority on such questions as How to study while haregiing to a strap in a street caru, and How to write English themes with the aid of the radio and the family cat ! 1Cat!-Grrrrlj Llater when I went to him to talk about SIVAD, he said, I can't think of anything in particular which would be of interest. Just say for me that I am very happy to be here at P. A. L. And I am quite certain from conversations with various members Professor Shedd's classes that P. A. L. is glad that he is here, too. ELIZABETH NICHOLS OIZIATE1, B.S.S., A.M. Instmwtor in Spanish The other 'day I thought I'd pay a visit to Mrs. Onate, that very speedy lady whom I often see rushing through the halls of' P. A. L. She wasn't in her office, but the electric light was turned on, so I hopped up on her desk blotter and, curling my tail around my legs, sat down to wait. Presently she arrived in a whirl of papers, worried Frosh, Spanish conversation Cmostly one-sided-hersli, personality, sheet music, and dinip es. Hi, there! Kappa, old pup ! said she, shaking my paw. Glad to see you. This happens to be one of my free hours, and she proceeded to interview several freshmen, direct the orchestra rehearsal, and mark papers. Don't you find all that work too much for you ?', I asked. Work! My dear Kappa, this isn't work. This is a pleasureg and besides, I love to be busy. That's the way to be happy, she said, flashing me a dazzling smile. Ah! Little does she know of the havoc she creates with that smile! Mrs. Oiiate inspires more crushes than any other person in P. A. L. J OSEPHINE. PICKERING HASKELL A.B., A.M. IIB CID I Instructor in G'6'l 'l'l'LiCL7'L J What can I possibly say about Mrs. Haskell that is not just about the nicest thing that anyone could possibly say? I heard one of her pupils, the other day, say that Mrs. Haskell is one of the most human teachers that she had ever had, and that she had known few women with such a charming personality. And I, myself, have oft-en won- dered 1f she ever gets cross. She always seems ready to smile and he-lp one over a difiiculty. ' When I went to interview her, she said, You know, Kappa, I al- ways want my girls to feel that when they enter a German class, they are coming to a party. So I ask them to leave all their frowns and b00kS and Unhappy thoughts behind, and just enjoy themselves while th9Y,l'6 with me. ' Isn't that a wonderful attitude? I wish more of my teachers felt that way! She has so much enthusiasm, too, about her courses. Kappa, you simply must come into my German classf, she said to me, the very first day of school. And although I couldn't see how I'd ever manage to learn German, I couldn't resist going to see just what was so lovely about it. And after the very first lesson, I wondered why I hadn't come to this class before, instead of wasting my time chasing Steve! And now, I feel that I want nothing more than to go to Germany and enjoy some of those dances she tells about! Yes, I asked her about it, and she said she was perfectly sure that they'd let a gentle- man join in their fun, even if he were only a journalist dog.

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ai' .A , If r....,..:- f .f-- My '-N.,-xx J if h 'V ,,........., ',,.- ye. ,,. ,T N., S 11.1 stx ....g.....,..i, ,FT ,,f:jgLf'...f..f,m..s f,..Ag:-sf. 'N-.....,gg-1j f'f 1,554 --, . W. --Y -A.:,...,.-W A.-a2,.....-,.. , -.. 1 1, - , ,:. ,Q . . . . , YW ,fAg Q , 2 . ., ,'fi'1g,,'fff,,ffillifgfggg-. ,.,, -1 F Q Q 'M m ' ' I ' ,J , W A Y 1 , A1 4 l. .-,1.-9,-sW..v.w. M.-.-.ir -, CHARLES MCKINLEY RAMSEY, A.B., M.A. CIJ B K I ns will-Ct'0?' in Economics Mr. Ramsey is a new friend of mine-. Whien I first saw this efliclent- looking individual hastening through the corridors on his way to the classrooms, I was rather in awe of him, but since then I've spent several contented hours curled up in vacant chairs in his classesg and though I must confess that marginal utility and the cost of production are some-what beyond my powers of comprehension, still I do enjoy the discussions and arguments. And what discussions I do hear 1n the corridors when Mr. Ramsey has given a quiz! But the girls are truly proud in knowing that they are not taking a snap course with him. Outside: of class Mr. Ramsey is very busy with research, and is work- ing for his Ph.D. at Harvard. He told me that he thinks it is very pleasant here, and that the spirit of the students and faculty is highly commendable-in fact, he fee-ls very much at home in P. A. L. And to answer that question which has been asked so many. many tin.-es, I might say, No, he isn't marriedli' , pf ANGEL BERNE BRIGGS, B.S., A.M. . f1wRK,2AR zfbn, GAIIH, KTH Instfriuctor in Sociology Since Professor Briggs is with us so little, I found it impossible to catch him alone. I must confess- I wanted a little inside information about Harvard. Still, I was bashful, becaulse he's Hnewv, and I hadnft found out whether or' not he liked dogs. However, I'm sure that a Harvard lecture could not come up to the one I he-ard-yes, I did sneak into ro-fessor Briggs's class. CFrom the empty back ro-w I squinted at his neat gray spats.J Say, he delivered those girls some sound ideas-in a charming manner, too. I'll never forget one point which he thinks we can't hear too often-can't think about too' much: Whatever society wants, it gets. To get the best, it must appreciate the best. Therein lies the cue to Professor Briggs, inspiring opti- mism. And there are many other good points which I wonft tell you, because they're not secret. He gives them to many. Sssh-the secret is that he knew I was in the room. He came over to me when the girls had gone, and-but that will make another story .... How those spats fit that man! HOWARD KINGSLE-Y, A.B A M PH D Associate Professor of Psyc'h.oLogy and Hccccl of the Dcpia-rtment of Phfilosiophly, Psychology, cmd Edu-cation Well, Kappa, Dr. Kingsley began, after inviting me to sit on the waste' basket, which he had turned upside down for the occasion, you-being a dog-can hardly realize the troubles I have in trying to inystill scientific principles into the unscientific minds of the junior cass. I really didnit quite understand, but I sympathizedg and while I was. sympathizing, I was also noticing his systematic precision and his patience' which, I hear, is the only thing which keeps the girls from going insane trying to understand reflexes, synapses, etc. Kappa, he proceeded, just be-tween you and me-you do have a mind, don't you? W'ell, really, I almost fell off the waste basket, but managed to compose myself enough to say, I certainly have, Dr. Kingsley. I believe I must be going. Please don't be offended, Kappa, he pleaded, you know, I've al- Waycsi 'said that dogs-intelligent dogs like Boston Terriers-have min s. And that only goes to show why the P. A. L. girls like Dr. Kingsley.