The Citadel - Sphinx Yearbook (Charleston, SC)

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Col. L. Knox Col. N. F. Smith Department of Chemistry Department of Physics Woe unto those cadets who sign up in the Department of a Thousand Smells. For four years we tinkle with the Periodic Table, Dal- ton ' s Atomic Theory, electrons, metathesis, titrations, valence, atomic weight, H S, that ever hoped for precipitate, etc. These may be called the tools of the chemist. That awful Pre-Med. section. That is what they call us. We are forced to weaken our eyes squinting through the scope. Cats to the right of us, cats to the left of us. With scalpel, scissors, and tweezers we explore and learn the secrets of existence. Awful is the odor, but sweet is the reward. In the east end of Bond Hall, on the first and second floors, dwells the dread of Citadel Sophomores — the Physics Department. Kine- matics, thermodynames, electrostatics — such names impress the most fearless. Comparatively few cadets are brave enough to major in Physics, but those few who do are fully quali- fied to enter the leading universities as full- fledged graduate students. We are well equipped with good apparatus, laboratories, lecture rooms, and professors; the department functions well. Both pre-medical students and civil engineers receive adequate and competent physics preparation in this depart- ment. May it long endure! Seated: Byrd, K.nox. Watkins. Staitdiufi: Metcai.f. Duckf.tt, WiDEMAN, Steedley, Kenner. Seated: Razor. Smith, AiNDERSO.V. Standinei: Mitchell. Ha.nson, LiNDSEY, COMSTOCK. [15]

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I WE GREET THE FACULTY j As every Senior looks back upon his four years at The Citadel, his thoughts turn toward those who have gallantly led him past the mile posts on the road of learning. We do not know exactly how we can pay due tribute to those men who have been so near to us, but we shall attempt to immortalize them throughout the follow- ing pages. Many of us have often looked upon them with misgivings and ire when they greeted us with those Monday morning quizzes and those monthly tests which we were never able to find the answers to, even in the book. However, as we take a quick glance backward upon the past four years, and then meekly turn towards the future, we only see darkly and unintelligently and realize that, maybe, all of these hardships were really for our own benefit. We have only expressed the views of the Seniors, but there are three more classes at The Citadel who always like to look back upon their year or years at The Citadel and recall those pleasant, or at times some of them might be unpleasant, things concerning the men who have endeavored to aid them in securing a liberal education. There will be underclassmen who will never return or see The Citadel again, but they will have copies of this volume. These men will delight in turning these pages and gazing once more upon those faces that have been immortalized by a little printer ' s ink. However, printer ' s ink, or whatever you may name, will never immortalize these men as they have immortalized themselves in the hearts of the corps. As we began this volume, the question arose in our minds, what does The Citadel consist of and whom should this annual be edited fori ' Suddenly we became aware of the fact that The Citadel is the if Faculty and the Corps of Cadets. The annual is to portray the life of a cadet at The Citadel for one year; but it would be incomplete if due space would not be given to the faculty. We deeply regret that we are unable to give each faculty member an individual picture, but we truly hope that this following section will play the part if. that we desire for it: and, as every alumnus or cadet glances across these pages bringing back sweet memories of college days, he might say, Now we greet the faculty, those men who labored so diligently for us. ¥

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• • • • • • • • • • Col. L. S. LeTellier Lt.-Col. R. C. Holliday Department of Civil Engineering Let us give way for just a moment of reminiscence to a group that for four short years, it now seems, guided a small number through the entanglement of facts and figures known to you folks as engineering. After leav- ing that period of adolescence, under the tutorage of Papa John, Colonel Bub assumed the task of enlightening the boys on the liberties enjoyed under our democracy, the fruits of which still hang unshaken on the t ree. As yet, no theorem has been suggested, of a printable nature, amply to describe the antics of the department during the senior year. Eventually the fatal day arrives when with dip in hand you venture forth to seek your fate. Alas, you find that Bub and John weren ' t so bad after all. Department of Military Science and Tactics Here we greet that rugged band of instructors who attempt to teach us the Tactics and Tech- niques of two branches of the service. Never wearying in their efforts, even after several re-quizzes, these men are to the military life of The Citadel what the Infantry is to the Army. Supervising Doughboy Drill and artillery gun drill, holding classes, keeping individual records, and making out appoint- ments are parts of their full routine. The longer that we remain at The Citadel the clearer becomes our perspective of what the military department strives to accomplish. But as a whole, we see that it strives to develop officers and gentlemen in fact as well as by Act of Congress. Scaled: JIaynes, LeTellikr, Anderson. Standiiui: Nettles, Williams Taylor. Scaled: Packard, Hbj.l.lDAY, Moore. Statidiiut: Hilton. Patrick, Kirk, Robinson. yy ■ ' ? «F TRBii j;aiyW - ' [16]