Denison University - Adytum Yearbook (Granville, OH)

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J. Brokenborough Woodward, K 2, A. B., Richmond College, 1907; Instructor in Mathematics, Doane Academy, 1907-. Youngest of all is he of the men. Reginald L. Hidden, Instructor of Violin. Student in Leipsig Conservatory under Sitl and Berker; Royal High School of Music, Berlin, under Hohr; Private Pupil of Sencik in Prague; Denison, 1907-. Why not music? It softens many hearts. Francis E. Jones, A. B., Physical Culture, Oberlin, 1906; Shepardson, 1907-. Her smile, her look, her way of gently speaking. Chas. I. Freeman, Director of Athletics. Y. M. C. A. Work; Assistant in Gym at Yale; Director of Athletics at Purdue; Director of Athletics at Pottsdam Normal; Central High, of Cleveland; Denison, 1908-. Short of stature he was, but strongly built and athletic. Eva Lyles, Assistant in the Art Department. Graduate of the Judson College, Marian, Ala., 1902; Student in William Chase School of Art, New York, 1906-1907; Denison, 1908-. Black are her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the way side. Theodore S. Johnson, B. S., J rA, Assistant in Physics. B. S., Denison University, 1908-. An idle brain is the Devil ' s workshop. page nineteen

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iDream MY Roman-nosed equus and I had had our httle trot. Once more I could forget awhile, eram, eras, erat. And as I settled in my seat, released from every strain, A sense of utter laziness possessed my minute brain. My head dropped forward slowly and I slowly closed my eyes, But soon I opened them again and glanced up in surprise. Ye gods and little fishes! And the former emphasized. I saw a sleep-subduing sight that left me paralyzed. No wonder, for around me was the queerest looking crew, That ever I saw out of jail or ever expect to. And yet they seemed familiar too, and in a moment more It suddenly came over me where we had met before. Within my dog eared Latin book, those figures I had seen. But I regarded them as myths, so what could this thing mean. Did I say myths. ' ' I ' ll take it back, for by Old Aaron ' s rods, I ' d stumbled on a sacred stunt, a council of the gods. Yes, there was Jupiter himself, with his ambrosial curls, J; His portly form encased within a robe of many furls. Mars, Neptune, and Apollo, and Pluto; all were there. With every kind of countenance and every shade of hair. They crowded round poor frightened, Me; they trod upon my toes, They bellowed questions in my ear, they pulled my hair and nose. I thought my time to croak had come and started, Now I lay — When Jupiter came sailing in, and pushed the gang away. Come! Come, Immortal Gods said he, Stand back and let us give Him time to tell why he is here and prove his right to live. Each one may ask a question and when all of you are through, We ' ll hold another council to decide what we shall do. So step up lively, each in turn, ten seconds now, apiece. Ask only one, make that one brief, and at the signal, cease. Then up stepped gray old Neptune, with his transit in his hand, (Excuse me, I mean trident), and before me took his stand. What is your father ' s business.? said he, and smiled so sweet, It made me think of flowers and girls, and lovely things to eat. A carpenter, said I, At least when he was in the States, He ' s now employed in mending hinges on the pearly gates. Nep glared at me a little bit, and then I heard him say, Yes, yes, that ' s all right, but can ' t you say it some other way.? page twenty-one