Boston University School of Management - Syllabus Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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SYLLABUS 1923 Class Officers Roslmlslclzo KAGAN GAYZAGIAN KIDDIER WII.l4lAh4 S. G. IQIDDIQR, lvefiflemf Loo'1'1f1 M. GAYZAGIAN, Vice-I'rc.fMeut .Moon ICAGAN, Secretary ICIJXVARIJ I. RoslcNn1L1m, Treamrer 112

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. Gicoucais A. SPAUI,n1Nc: lioston, Mass. Instructor in Accounting and lncome Taxes, Brxunt SL Stratton. C. Dolocsic S'l'APLl'IS Allston, Mass. Manager of Sales Distribution, Chnniberlnin SL Co. C. G1tov1:N1A S'r1cwAu'r, EIIB Roxbury, Mass. I Secretary to Dean of School of Medicine, LU. .lo1iN ll. TunN1s1z, AXA Reading, Mass. Assistant Bunk 11lXl1I11111Cl', Mussalcliusetts. C0 N. H. S. V1Nc15N'r, A1011 Reading, Mass. Ruebn. Robert Douglass Co., Certified Public untnnts. ARTIIUR C. WAl.l.lS Wntervliet, N. Y. President lntercolleginte Clulw, lloston. Mongolian Trziding Corporation. Domi FANN111: WlSllN14Z'l'ZK1', 111211 New Bedford, Mass. M. C. Rosenfed Co. 1'll.lZAl!l'1'l'll G. Wooos, EMA Brighton, Mass. Class President C4j, Class SCC1'C11ll'y Registry of Deeds, County of Sullolk. A 111

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.ia EVE. D1v.JUN1oRs Class V History As spring approaches with its tender shoots and flowerings, so it becomes necessary for our Historian to permit of his budding genius in the form of a resume of our Class Activities for the past year. He modestly hopes that the Juniors who have purchased this book will applaud his endeavor. ' From a rather discouraging beginning, our Class is about to complete a very successful year, both academically and socially. During the year, two of our valued oflicers have been raised to the rank of Seniors. Their sterling qualities of scholarship and application auger well for a successful career. We of the juniors wish them every good fortune. Our first major activity, the Annual Bungalow Hop, was a unique, delightful party. Those of us who braved the elements were well repaid for our perseverence, and will extend our Festivities Committee a unanimous Well Donef' Personally, we never knew of any human habitation to exist so far from the LH as the Fitzedricks Bungalow. The following month a Stag was perpetrated at the City Club. To watch our classmen consume the contents of a heaped blue plate was to call to mind bygone lessons and rules governing the contents of hollow bodies, but the only conclusion to be arrived at was the fact that in a most extraordinarily short space of time, the pretty pattern of these plates was disclosed in its uttermost detail, the mansion of the Mandarin, the Zig-zag path of the fence, the lovers pursued by the enraged father, fleeing across the bridge, the boat gliding on to the island of bliss, the wonderful birds hovering above the enormous plums of the enchanted orchard, not a trace of gravy, potato or chop remained to obscure the picture. ln the eyes of our revered Faculty and our distained underclassmen, the Junior Class has become sufiiciently sophisticated and should have acquired enough business acumen to engineer all manner of drives, publications, debating societies and what not. Our Historian, with equal pride to himself and to the class of which he has the honor to be a member, wishes to set forth here that our class registered nearly xoo per cent. in the Anniversary Fund, acquitted itself with distinction in the publication of this book, and is distinguishing itself in having several of its members in prominent posts in the Buds, our only remaining or- ganization operating strictly on Parliamentary Law basis, and comprising several Daniel Websters in the making, a few beguiled Woodrow Wilson supporters, three advocates of woman suffrage, two fellows who maintain that women should propose, and a poet. It would be grossly partial, and ever mindful of the strafeing we should receive, if.we failed to laud the fair sex of our prodigal class. They, unfortunately, comprise thc minority, but contribute the more beautiful, the finer qualities of our class makeup. And so, Juniors, to pass from this idle prose, and to leave you with something for more serious thought, we venture this passage from Carlyle, which you will do well to emulate. Produce! Produce! Were it but the pitifullest infinitesimal fraction of a Product, produce it, in God's name! 'Tis the utmost thou hast in thee: out with it, then. Up, Up! Whatsoever the hand findeth to do, do it with thy whole might. Work while it is called Today, for the Night cometh, wherein no man can work. 113