Connecticut College - Koine Yearbook (New London, CT)

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il Hll A b g A e -. I il m 1Fl.'.riim!ilmi!59 :1.HI-rW-i;I.!:wil.mM! '.'ml:'nhimrJJI'illhthl:i'hiLlnul Py i:'ifi! .!ul:!i.w.m'hi!i 'I HI!tul.!!l '!mllll-rImJ!H!..uun. IlfilH pleading for a little vanquished soul. Behold Trojan Women, Jr., the worthy child of Euripides pen. The maddened virgin, Cassandra, rushes on the scene, tearing from her hair garden products, which she tosses to the four winds. Then a new vista appears. There is a close-barred door, and many windows reveal- ing pale, pleading faces. They seem to stretch out their arms to the passerby. Oh tender, beating hearts, be comforted! Again we look down a corridor this time. Every door is open and eager greedy hands stretch out to receive a hot potato from a tall. dark man. 1 turn away horror-stricken, as stifled feelings creep up to my throat. What can this mean? I ask a passerby. The plague, he softly mutters as he hurries on with muffled step. Oh girls, a dance! Goody, goody! And so they gave a dance. Was it suc- cessful? I'd say so. A better dance, 1 want to know. Good dancers, lots of pep; that's where Sophomores made their rep. One night there was great rejoicing. The jubilant Juniors wended many steps to the Mohican, where they were fed with fresh vegetables, dried beef, and other forms of food. Not to be disheartened, 20 fell to disrobing their respective beds. And quieted, we of the underclasses slumbered . . . . Then home came a submarine, Home, too, a boisterous team. Onto our hill serene Came the one hundred. Ours not to reason why, Ours but to scream and cry. Into our dreams they came, Naughty one hundred. Out of our beds we fell, Onto the floor pell-mell, With many a shriek and yell, Wicked one hundred. Into a room there crept, While all the Juniors slept, Three figures veiled in white, Bearing into the dark night, Closely they held it tight, Fearing a scratch or bite, Cute Submarine. Thus in the year 1918 A. D. in about the fifth month, class spirit was born in the College of Connecticut. Followed mysterious doings on the river banks. active parties, Juniors and Freshmen, Sophomores innocent. Another party, conducted by Freshmen, which re- veals unknown possibilities in the vocal, dramatic, and clothes lines of talent. Last but not leastthe Olympian Games! Surely it was as in the first days 25

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M s il . W e e !!l'fllrn!'lfif:' Hlll'.::f.'lr.'.UIJ!ilmri.rffffiffl?:.'ljll:.I'IH' ' il Many Goals Taken, Junior Captain Receives Bump on the Neck. The Fall drive ended in a big battle between our Allies, the Faculty, and the Juniors. The Faculty were gaining two points and hurling Juniors to right and left by sheer force. There was a great proces- sion and rejoicing. 1 he Faculty reservists came forth in large numbers, offering their ser- vices as water carriers, truck drivers, and Hot Cross Nurses. As the winter came on with its storms and rough winds, our leaders decided on inten- sive training within walls, so we practised bivouacing and picketing, which, being inter- preted, means shooting baskets and passes. Then from our ranks stepped forth eight robust maidens; like warriors they came, unconquerable, fire flashing in every eye. There was Doyle, whom we christened as captain. Her brain work was famous before. And McGowan the rapid and nimble, Whose baskets helped heighten the score. Then Axvilla, our blithe, buxom lassie, And Bettie, our lean one but chaste, And Mildred, our lithe one and sturdy, And Helen with smile unerased. Firmly our band stepped out and woe to any opponent who showed too great resis- tance. As I look back, there is an Amazon whose energy seemed unconquerable, but our powerful center gently but firmly overcame her show of spirit. Needless to say, we gained confidence, and with the Spring drive, 20, the indomitable, came through with but few injuries, such as an unsuccessful battle on water, a slight overthrow on the tennis court, and a little surprise on the Volley-ball courts. Then peace was declared, as all of our Allies and combatants agreed, and at the Athletic Banquet, friend and foe alike united in re- ceiving the trophies of war, our trusty Allies still serving up in good stead,and how they served! Then into our midst came a cup, shining, bearing our name. Our President toasted the classes thereupon in great glee. Chapter 2PURSUING THE ACADEMIC, OR WHY I CAME TO COLLEGE Study we must, for our cause it is just, And this be our motto, At it, or bust! - Mention of Teed, the Doughertys and Elizabeth Nagy, enters here with fervent eeling. Chapter 3STUDENT ACTIVITIESPuzzle: Find the Student! - The curtain rises slowly. College girls working in many noble positions in this hon- orable city. The Friendship Drive is on every one's lips. And we went over the top! Th?n came a day of feasting, a national Thanksgiving, and all the inmates of this worthy mstitutionbut I forgot, : . Our eye travels over many pretty girlhood scenes of rippling laughter and over-flow- ing spirits. Tillhark ye! What are the words bursting on our ears, a sobbing voice 24

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HII:E-- 10 i I o sl il e ol Ml anil Ml oA ey I e of creation. For the Sophomores looked at a peaceful pasture, saying, Let there be an arena. And lo! there was an arena. Then they looked at a peaceful grazing cow, saying, ' Let there be Jupiter's Bull for sacrifice. And behold! a bull dashed forth with garlands of laurel enwreathing its neck, and the maiden Furopa on its back. But the maiden Europa was exceeding scared, and she said to herself, Let me be off. And she was off, and great was the fall thereof. But with the bull there were other creatures, neither men nor beasts were they, for they were women in cows clothing, and they did offer unto Jupiter gifts to appease his omnipotent wrath. Then there were contestants who did try at jumping ,hurling, and wrestling. Then said the Sophomores, Let there be a chariot race, and behold! there was a race, and Frankie was the victor thereof. Then two pure white steers rode forth, bearing their riders, and encircled the arena before the cheering throng. The victors assembled, and slave maidens, bearing lyres and cymbals, danced before them, while the priest eagerly held out rich but not gaudy wreaths for their noble brows. Then said the sun, The game was won The Sophomore's year was o'er. We pass along To fll the throng Of next year's Junior class, M. St.C. H. 20. f l l' i Il ;hnem TERMA Qu'..t - w CTWS Valewt Mier o A 3pscTaeslag ;.;:' W e ThedlTy 1920 Game. 26