Fredericksburg College - Quips and Quibbles Yearbook (Fredericksburg, VA)

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Page 34 QUIPS AND QUIBBLES Class of I 904 It came to pass in the year 1901 that a few lads and lassies “In number nine, And all ‘ Sophs ’ of a kind,” suddenly, for an unknown reason, decided to organize their class. Now these aforesaid august scholars were students of a far-famed temple of learning, profanely called by pre¬ sumptuous “Preps.” “Old F. C.” These wise ones met with solemn faces to elect officers and decide the momentous question as to what should be their colors, and after “ Suggestions marvelous for wisdom And sagacity that could kill some,” they arrived at a wonderful decision that they would have purple and white for colors of “That class of nineteen hundred and four Which should be famous forever more.” The secretary then announced, with dignity beyond his years (of office), that he would forthwith and immediately communicate with the firm with which it was the custom in those days to deal in such cases. According to his saying, so acted he. Therefore, very soon they had a supply of catalogues and cards from which to choose their emblem. At last, having come to a decision, with char¬ acteristic promptness their orders were sent a month later. But, in the meantime, there was a called meeting of these learned “Sophs” with a matter of great importance before them, namely: to appoint a committee to select a yell and motto for the class, as no self-respecting college organization could thrive without these important factors. However, this meeting took place just before dinner, and all present were suffering pangs of hunger while their minds were so muddled by thinking of their favorite college song and particularly of these lines— “ Of all the meat that’s good to eat, From turkey down to ham, The one that tickles my palate the most Am lamb, lamb, lamb,” that they could not give their undivided attention to the matter in hand. Thus it was that the committee chosen was not as good as it might have been, and I can express the de¬ plorableness of this circumstance in no better way than by quoting the great poet ' s words : “Of all sad words of tongue or pen The saddest are these: ' It might have been.’” S. R. C., Historian.