Elmhurst College - Elms Yearbook (Elmhurst, IL)

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Fred Schweinfurth Martin Seybold Those curly locks, so aptly twined, whose every hair a sonl dotli hind. — Carew. Our Freddie, a true Ken- tuckian, was an able manager of our track team, and a winner in tennis. Altho Freddie, as an athlete was much exposed to Boreas, his epidermis neverthe- less showed a remarkable degree of delicacy, for he was extremely touchy. He liked to tease, but was averse to being teased. He was a skillful hairdresser, but dressed only his own hair, in the nicety of which he took great pride. A college joke to cure the Mues. — Swift. Socks, as an epithet is the family heirloom given to all the descendents of the Seybold fam- ily who studied at Elmhurst. His piping, cricket-like chirp could not be imitated, no matter what vocal ability the imitator had. He was never contented unless he could spring his childish, in- nocent little jokes on some un- suspecting victim. Just as a hen cackles proudly after having laid an egg, so would Socks cackle after having successfully perpe- trated a joke. His feminine voice allotted him a place as a female character on the stage, where he was the hit of the season. We wonder whether Socks has joined the ranks of the suffragettes or antis. 24 don ' t like to talk to people H lio ulnays agree ivith me. Carlyle. Paul v., a most diligent stud- ent, excelled in German essay writing. He often endeavored to apply his authority as senior of the Music House, but seldom suc- ceeded, for he was no Samson, but rather a Zacchaeus. Pro- bably it was for this reason that he always agreed with the opin- ions of those with whom he talked. When reciting, it would be more convenient for Paul to have a gyroscope, instead of his hand, to steady his swiftly re- volving brain. Will someone at- tempt to invent a brain gyro- scope for Paul? Silence is one great art of con- versation. — Anna More. According to this quotation, our Eddie is surely a renowned conversationalist, for he always thinks twice before he speaks once. He was always on the spot with a helping hand when any work was to be done, and always did his duty with a smile. It was a rare treat to hear Eddie ' s muffled laughter, for it was contagious. He was never averse to losing a sleepy game of checkers or a tedious game of chess. His readiness to please everybody will guard him a- gainst failure.

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Walter Meisenheimer Paul Schmidt He ' s gone, and who knows how lie may report thy words by add- ing fuel to the flame. — Milton. Meisie,, the scandal reporter of the college, visited room after room seeking to satisfy the crav- ings of his odoriferous pipe. He invariably ranked highest among the college gossipers, always ready with that ( worn-out ) phrase, Oh, that reminds me of a fellow down home. He had a parallel coincidence for every story related, sometimes allow- ing his imagination to reach such heights that he blushed at his own narration. Undoubtedly this characteristic of Meisie ' s was the reason for his being foremost in the History of Ger- man Literature, for he often withdrew from the battle field with honor. Can worse disgrace on man- hood fall, than to be born a whitehead and be baptized a Paul. — S. Johnson. Paul III., better known as Schmidty, was our Y. M. C. A. president, student council chair- man, class secretary, and foot- ball captain. All these positions vouch for Paul ' s popularity a- mong his fellow students, even tho he was always hav ing one of them as the butt of his jokes. He had the honor of be- ing the whitest of white-heads, though he was decidedly not a tow-head. The advice given to Holtcrf applies more particularly to Schmidty, for it was very likely that worry about some- thing had caused his hair to turn white. Welcome, my old friend. Longfellow. Paul IV. Another Paul! It was Paul ' s whole ambition to make everyone as cheerful as himself, for he never neglected to pump the handle ' ' no matter how often he met you. He had the Baseballitis to such a degree that he even went so far as to root for the Browns and Cardi- nals, whose whole ambition, it seems, was to keep the cellar warm. His motto was -. Never worry! It was this character- istic that made him a true pat- tient to the above named tail- enders. His smiles and extended hand will never fail to win the hearts of his bitterest enemies. If I ever am a teacher, it will be to learn more than to teach. Mme. De Luzy. Schlinky, who took much pleasure in his undeserved cog- nomen, psychological John, was the gang-boss of the Meusch Memorial Library. On the other hand he took much displeasure in his deserved cognomen Liz- zy with which he was dubbed as a result of his using a cute little vanity box and powder. His exasperation on account of Lizzy was so intense that he stopped using Violet talcum powder just to spite the naughty boys. Poor John! now his nose shines. He excelled in instru- mental and vocal music, being leader of the Orpheus Glee Club and was renowned as a full- fledged pedagogue.

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Happy am I; from care I am free! Why aren ' t they all con- tented, like me? — Carew. Jonas, our efficient electrician, loved skillful manual labor bet- ter than naoderate mental labor. His love was often elsewhere, too; in fact, it became so strong that he decided to leave us be- fore his last year was finished. No matter what difficulty arose, Jonas always wore that same I-should-worry smile Robert Zeiler 25