Clemson University - Taps Yearbook (Clemson, SC)

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K)I4 TAPS ; ' I ' ■ 7 I At with short legs and Roman noses and various other distinguishing characteristic epithets, thinned us down from year to year, until, at graduation, we numbered only seventy-six. Some came at the beginning w:th their purpose mapped out, and they stuck to it admirably well. Others came in the hope that something would turn up which would put them on the right road to success. Still others came listlessly, caring not for what they came, and knowing not unto what it would lead them — but, do you know, father, how many of the latter graduated with us? Not one. We had genius, wit, ability, pathos, kindness, respect for all things made by the Great Creator. We had men that would not set foot on a worm needlessly, yet those same men would not hesitate to draw their swords against the greatest antagonist of the common good. Our men established themselves at college shortly after their arrival there, and by the time we were Sophomores our fame had gone abroad. Our Class stood for the highest honor system obtainable; and we maintained it, too. We made the dirt fly in athletics. Two from our ranks have been numbered on the famous all-Southern teams. Fourteen of us wore the coveted ' C We established an athletic record that has been the envy of the other classes. We raised some sand in the Literary Societies. We had speakers that were famous all over the State. Leaders in Agriculture and Engineering were found in our ranks in no small numbers. They are now in various and sundry places. From the Sudan, where the cholera fight is raging, to the frozen lands of the Klondike, there are men wearing the honored ' ' 14. ' We have good-natured, jovial planters in the Sunny South, and cold, calculating business men in the world ' s metropolis. They are a credit to themselves, an honor to their college, and loyal and patriotic citizens of their State. I tell you, father, they are the men that make the world go round — the last was spoken dreamily. The fire had died low. , Sounds of deep breathing coming from across the fire settled like sweet music on the tired nerves of the young man; the waking world of rattlers, tarantulas, and vinagarones, that dare not cross the coiled rope, knew him no more; and The flowing sands of the cactus land, sweeping by with a hollow roar. Found them sleeping in a cimaron. where their fathers slept before. ' — Historian

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flngtorp of t )t Class of 1914 % k IGHT has settled on the Great American Desert. Facing each other 5 W opposite a small fire of sedgebrush, built in a cimaron, are stretched two E .y, figures wrapped in blankets. One is medium old. The hair on his head is gray; his face shows fine lines, a square jaw, and kind blue eyes; but the sunken chest and the hollow cough sounding therefrom at intervals told a tale that we need not here relate. The other is medium young. He is veritably a chip off the old block, except that his chest and shoulders have an athletic build. The younger man speaks as if in answer to a question— Mine, you say, father? A dreamy look of pleasant recollection flows across his face. Ah, they were my comrades, father. Year, did you ask? Why ' 14 ' to be sure. I thought that was carved indelibly on the foundations of your memory. es, ours was the Class of ' 14. There has been none like it either before or since, and when there is I will take my knapsack and wend my way thither — and he jerked his thumb westward — to the land of the vanishing sun, leaving this land to that perfect generation. Yes, I admit, there was a little prepishness among us, a little bit of snobbish- ness, some narrowness, due to our inexperience, and quite a deal of ignorance ; but when it came to the real thing — the acid test — those men of the Class of ' 14 would reach out their hands to one another across the petty little chasms of everyday life, and grasping those of their brothers they would pull together with a steadfast cling that did more for them as men than anything else in all the world has done or ever can do. When it came to the sacrifice of the individual for the good of that bunch, I tell you, father, there was not one that would not do it. They were the kind that knew and appreciated a man for what he was worth; and only men of that kind now wear this — and he held up a hand on which was a ' 14. Right well do I remember when we first came together. It was in the Fall of 1910. Three hundred and some strong we were ; but time, providence, and certain men

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fj£- ; :Z . : ' i.-:. s%s ( -Acs 5 Z- fe . S a:aji;. l C ' A X ' 7yS ■f M » ' ' » ,, ' ' tf ' » ' ' » l ' ' S: S i S % ' WWW. GEORGE MILLER ARMSTRONG Barnwell, S. C. Sergeant; Lieutenant Quartermaster and Commissary; Lieutenant and Adjutant. AGRONOMY; President Columbian Literary So- ciety; Vice-President Agricultural Society; Literary Staff Agricultural Journal; Literary Staff Taps ' 14; Associate Editor of The Tiger; Secretary and Treas- urer Student Press Association; Senior Agronomy Club; Y. M. C. A.; President Barnwell County Club; Debater Society Annual Celebration. Exactness, capacity for work, and frankness well characterize this young man. George considers the facts, and then acts accordingly. He is of studious habits and exemplary character. To know George is to like him. Though quiet and unassuming, he has reaped his share of college honors. His friends are numbered by the score, and we all join hands in wish- ing him a successful and happy career. He ads v ell his part, and there all honor lies CHARLIE WALTER BAKER Marion, S. C. Band: Senior Private. AGRONOMY; Columbian Literary Socier; Agricultural Society. Little Charlie hails from Swamp Fox terntot and is noted for his escapades ( ?). On account his great military genius, he is sometimes cal Caesar. In handling the Shovel, Charlie is vj proficient. Sometimes he forces wind through a cor but would rather play a tune on a cash register, great future lies before him, as he has decided to vote his time to the betterment of the social condil of the hookworm. ' Music hath such charms '