Franklin and Marshall College - Oriflamme Yearbook (Lancaster, PA)

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SENIOR CLASS I 922 OFFICERS President Louis S. May Vice President: Marlin U. Zimmerman Secretary: William J. Hoffman Treasurer: Charles D. Spotts Poet: James S. Constantine Historian: Jesse S. Spangler Board of Control: Sylvester Senior Poem Another June has come. Bringing smiling fields and smiling afternoons. 'Tis twilight now, and I am strolling. Alone and pensive, Amid the shadows that gather at your feet. Ye lofty towers, Stretching heavenward and four in number, One for each year of our sojourn here. What trooping throngs of eager youths Ye have seen enter. Aye, and leave the portal O'er which ye stand guard. We, classmates, have been among these same, In sport and study, work and play. And, as for them, so now for us Has come a time to leave- Alas, the bitter word,- To leave all that has been, this while past. Most dear to us, Kindly professor and chum tried and true. But courage, classmates. It seems I hear a voice, Speaking from out these walls,- These past years are but stepping-stones To a larger usefulness. Then let us up and on. Bearing in our hearts memories of Alma Mater. J. STUART CONSTANTINE. Motto VIRTUS VINCIT P. Koelle

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1 I up ,,,, , .. af ,mb A, RH i m- in J ' ' , . Senior History With a sigh of hope and despair we realize the approach of the time when we shall leave these halls of study for the sterner, stricter duties of life. Our anticipation of the last lap of our College life had always filled us with hope. But, now that we are on the last lap of our journey, a gradual growth of the feeling of incompleteness makes us give a sigh of despair. However, due to the discipline of mind, our future looms on the horizon as a beckoning angel and we shall fearlessly tread the marge. But, halt! Our task is to relate incidents of the past. Only the more important will appear: all the rest will remain untold. In the fall of 1918, our class was inducted into the S. A. T. C.- an experiment which gloriously ended before Christmas. After New Year's we resumed our normal life as students and class rivalry began. Our class organization, strong by virtue of our mutual knowledge attained in S. A. T. C. days, manifested its superiority in a 'free-for-all on the campus from which the Sophs were rescued by the timely arrival of the police. Our basket-ball team was victor in the inter-class series. Soccer, glee club, literary societies were not without the 1922 men. As a finale, our banquet was held in town without molestation. Upon our return as Sophomores, we discovered that the imbeciles of 1923 had posted a warning to the effect that we were to succumb to their dictates. Accordingly, this bit of insubordination was to be corrected. First, in the abode of the recluses we met and dealt with them. Then. on the banks of the Conestoga strand, one evening in November, a victim was awaiting the ordeal. This latter incident finally resulted in suspen- sions, rumors of strikes, a court scene, fines, and quiescence on the part of the Freshmen. Athletically, scholastically, and socially our class was of