Connecticut College - Koine Yearbook (New London, CT)

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Miss Jrene Nye Somehow or other, Latin and the classicsCulture in its capitalized and emphatic sensenever used to imply other than dread phantoms of huge size, awful terrors of unknown things. But college changes all things, and the small, dainty, friendly person who is Miss Nye, has changed all our opinions of the ancient language and its uses. It is so vital to her that we can't help catching something of its wonder. Things not so ancient, but still past, catch a new gleam when we consider that she was really one of the pioneers in C. C.s lusty infant days, and that she still holds the fervor and faith of those first years. But those things are rather great and dignified, as is Dean Nye on occasion. Our nearer dayvs are friendlier to us. Lonely Freshmen are encouraged by her, upperclassmen are cheered. And it passes our vivid imagination what C. C. will do during the year that she is sailing the briny deep and delighting in the wonders of the other side of the ocean.

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Fresident Benjamin T. Marshall To verse the praises of our class of ninety-seven for Prexy would be a colossal undertaking. He is a part of us now, as the Hilltop and river are. He is to us the tallest and staunchest chieftan this hilltop has ever been proud to know, since the time of the ruddy Indians, whose love of its beauty and devotion to its power could not have equalled his. We, too, feel its strength, but never so wondrously as when President Marshall sums up our thoughts in his, and rivals the poets in the wealth of his speech. The Pres has added color to our stay here. The rollicking picnics in winter or in spring, just up to the amphitheatre, or to such distances as Lantern Hill: the parties in the Gym, Hallowe'en, Washington's birthday, proms: the Sunday night conferences, when poetry is read, and our thoughts and convictions made and discussed ; our banquets, whether at the Mohican or at Thames are all richly colored with memories of Prex, and in all he has instilled enthusiasm. To President Marshall, for whom we feel more deeply than we can express, we pledge ourselves to sail our ship through as he has started it for us, and we dedicate our hopes to him. 20

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Miss Orie W. Sherer No sooner has one class with Miss Sherer as its honored classmate graduated, than she is elected to the next one. Others have done their quota for our college, but no one has had such warranted success as Miss Sherer. Possessed of a charming personality, she is our best asset. Always neat and poised, her manner makes us all devoted slaves. And, unusual with such ability, she combines order and art. Despising the suggestion of commercialism, there is no end to which she wili not go in order to see we struggling geniuses rightly labelled. Art Teafor which all the art department labors vearly, graced by her presence is almost a function. Did I say for which the labor was yearly? Yes, but how willingly, when we are blessed with such an enthusiastic leader. 22