Cornell University - Cornellian Yearbook (Ithaca, NY)

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close score. In the football game three halves were played but neither team could score and the only good the game did was to give Eddie Toohill, who was captain, an opportunity to let all his friends have class numerals. During this same fall We saw Bobby Young's famous drop-kick assure the first Cornell victory over Princeton in football. In the spring many fond hopes were blasted by the result of the Cornellian electiong to be accurate, twenty fond hopes, minus six. The Junior election isn't very far away. Listen, and you can hear those hacks that elected Johnny Francis class president. Each hack is driven by Howard Odell, and inside each are four valiant Vet. voters. After the election, Johnny searched through the soot of Sibley and drew one William Falley Moody out into the clean white light of prominence as chairman of our Junior Smoker. Clint. Wyckoff, '96, was the toastmaster. Dean Crane told us he was no smoker and Morse Stephens assured us he was no athlete, and except in half a dozen minor respects the even- ing was completely successful. Harry Powley was our Prom. chairman, and his smiling face added greatly to the decorations on the north side of the Armory. During January occurred the Great Dun, the athletic mass-meeting, an inspiring but expensive spectacle that we all witnessed, and at which nearly 34,000 was sub- scribed by the undergraduate body. The Cornellian as usual, appeared several months after it was promised. As one of Bobby I'hurston's followers expressed it, the book marked a new point in the curve of progress. Some one has said that the geographer must not so much describe transverse sections of country as follow the downward courses of the riversg and similarly, it seems to me, the historian mustnot always keep Within arbitrary time divisions, but must largely trace the progress of individuals. And so, again appear on the scene, at the time of the Senior election, Kent and Shreve. While the election com- mittee was in the little parlor at Sage, a-counting the votes, a little group outside the window was listening to the substantial majorities by which the 'Varsity center was defeating Batchelar, and great was that group's exultation. As a result Fate again drew out from welcome obscurity,-or should I say welcome Fate drew out from obscurity?-the youth from Cooperstown, this time to be chairman of the Senior Ball Committee. But history, says the well-known epigram, is past politics, and on this maxim I must leave untouched many of the events of Senior year until another historian shall view them more distantly and more clearly. Personal in- terest, however, impels me to mention the Dry Breakfast which the Widow gave to the Sun and Alumni News boards, dry , because it was not dryg and break- fast, because it took place in the evening. During our four years, we have seen Cornell in a state of transition. We have beheld the University movingg and moving, we have no doubt, in the right direc- tion. We have seen a greater realization of greatness in the University. We have all watched, and many of us have aided to bring about, an increase in Cornell's athletic prominence. We have seen Princeton defeated twice consecutively in football. In our Senior year we saw Pennsylvania defeated in football, and in the 10

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When the underclass contest came we beat the Sophomores a rainy game of baseball by the score of fourteen to six, but lost a muddy game of football by the score of I5 to 0, and lost the track meet, 84 to 20. Our combination cider raid and flag rush, held on Hallowe'en night at Forest Home was the last Cornell has seen. We paid for the cider and will long remember its fine flavor, and then Went out into the open and lost the rush. On November 24th, Eddie Toohill persuaded our football team to go up to his home town, Auburn, where it defeated the Auburn Business College by the score of I0 to 0. A feature of the game was a 40-yard touchdown run by Eddie, to the great joy of the inhabitants. Beyond the province of the present historian is a discussion of the comparative values of the dry Freshman banquet and the wet Freshman banquet. Why the class of Nineteen-Two chose the former, and how much the Kellys, the co-eds and other politicians influenced that choice, it is equally beyond his power or desire impartially to say. To answer these questions is required a knowledge of ethics and sociology and college administration, and a capacity for historical research, that is far from being his. At the banquet, which was held at the Ithaca on the evening of February 21st, everything was successful, as usual, except the speeches of the Freshmen. Al Bole won the reputation for briefness by saying eleven words of one syllable on Our Baseball Team g Johnny Francis laughed for a few minutes on the subject of Sub- Froshf' Billy Eckert was as eloquent as he could be regarding Our Futuref' and Philip B. Fitzpatrick, with an enthusiasm born of intimate acquaintance with his subject, talked on Grinds. Two days after the banquet occurred the 1900 Junior Smoker, which we were not allowed to attend, and in this connection it is interesting to note that our own Junior Smoker was the first to which Freshmen were admitted. Meanwhile our crewcandidates were at work, and the result was the boat-load composed of Francis, Toohill, Powley, Petty, Teagle, Haskin, Chase, Brinckerhoff and long that defeated Columbia and Pennsylvania at Poughkeepsie. This crew kept together in Sopho- mhre year, and, with one exception, in Junior year when they Won the class races. Nineteen-Two has been rightly proud of them, both as oarsmen and as classmates. At the class election in Sophomore year, the firmness in the right of the Wood- ford Club adherents of Richmond Pearson Hobson Shreve secured a brilliant victory for that energetic candidate over William Wallace Foote and the Sibley men who Wi' Wallace bled. Shreve and Kent, when all was over, gazed at each other with the same rapt attention with which the Ithaca women listen to Hi Corson, and straightway mapped out the campaign for the ensuing three years. After a decent interval the selec- tions of Ross Fernow as chairman of the Cotillion, Bill Kugler as leader, and Dad Whitbeck as chairman of the Smoker, were announced. The Smoker was held in the Armory and the proceeds were about enough to buy a set of oars for the Navy, while with the Cotillion surplus a show-case was bought for the Trophy Room. We won the underclass baseball game, 5 to I, and the track contest by a 9

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preceding summer we saw the four mile rowing record lowered to 18:53 I-5 by a Cornell eight. We have witnessed the rising up of the new Cornell Spirit, mani- festing itself in such things as Daybreak Loyalty. We have beheld the loss of Benjamin Ide Wheeler, Dean White and Morse Stephens,-ideal instructors, ad- visers, friends. We have prayed for, and we think we see, not very far in the dis- tance, a Campus athletic field, where any person can get any exercise at any time, as Morse Stephens expressed ity and a University commons, dormitories and Alumni Hall. These memories, accomplishments, hopes, we hand down in part to the classes below us, in full confidence that it has been very good to be here, and resolved NOT TO FORGET. L. G. Price. 11