Goucher College - Donnybrook Fair Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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tation, again moping in the corner in spite of all coaxing. Quick to learn all sorts of tricks and capers, it hates to be petted, although not averse to notice. Its greatest fault is a fondness for barking, and although this causes no alarm, since the little animal is perfectly harmless, yet we can never be sure of quiet, except when it is asleep. It wears a little blanket on which is embroidered, “ U. S. Army ' also a red collar, bearing the word “Lad.” Besides these we had, also, that first year JZ. our walking interrogation point, and for full four years the professsor have been succes sively attacked by the plea, “ May I ask a question, please ?” and have leaned back with resigned submission to listen to the never- ending stream of sonorous phrases. A stenographer without the shorthand, never a word escapes her vigilance, but AS r , all that falls from the lips of our august guardians, our tender guides in halls or ■ '' class-room, is jotted down in one of her cutting “ gym,” also of cutting amazing theories. What she might do, were it voluminous note books. She is fond of capers, reminding one of the Darwinian Chi 1 4 07 iOM not for the crippling effect of chilblains, '95 is unable to imagine. Full of kindly suggestions, with con- siderate regard for others' opinions (? , she smilingly wards off all opposition to her cherished schemes, and rides on to her goal serenely unconscious of the bleeding forms beneath her hobby’s feet. When we came back as rampant Sophomores, it was to find, to our great confusion and dismay, our chief executive fled to the arms ol matrimony. Our vice-presi- dent had also chosen her partner for life. Forces were shattered, but ’95’s spirit rose to the emergency, and we entered upon the campaign of '92 '93 with all original fearlessness and conceit. One of those acquired in our Sophomore year, was one of the few remaining individuals of a special order prepared several years ago by the “Maiden Aunt's Factory.” She has natural curls and is advanced in thought. Is given to dress reform and heelless boots. She advocates Woman's Rights and men’s subjection, and intends to found a nurs- ery for the rearing of hen-pecked members of the opposite sex. We see her in the future, when in the “wee sma hours” error tries to wave his banner o'er her head, absent-mindedly remarking,“Will some one please make a motion to adjourn! ” Another freak that came to '95 that year was one brought to She-no : . Tea Mount SethiLAcademy:

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of the chief artistic points of the picture are, the soft, bewitching expression of the lovely violet eyes, and the pathetic droop of the battered cap on one side of the gracefully poised head. The v hole bearing so full of gentle resignation to an unkind fate, betokens that of a victim of circumstances for whom there is no escape save in death alone. Methinks I hear even now the voice of the auctioneer, crying, “Here, gentlemen, last chance;—going, going,—gone; a former president of '95. Another article in the possession of '95 from the beginning is No. 2, a fine specimen of Wild Goose from the tide water region of Virginia, stuffed and prepared for its present position by the various professors of the W. C. B., of whose taxidermistic skill it is a good example. It has a slender form, a small cranium, well filled with odds and ends of learning. The bird’s head is really its great- est beauty, being of a peculiar reddish hue, the life-like appearance of which has been preserved by constant and skillful use of Essay Tonic. Climates may meet in Baltimore, but not in the class of '95, for our Field is never green, and we let snow remain until the end of our history. Snow covers the tennis w courts pretty thoroughly and is also to be found in the laboratories. In fact, she seems very essen- tial to the scientific department and all its students study Snow and know her well. Snow’s voice, strange as it may seem, is in no danger of freezing, for she chatters, chatters as she goes and she goes on forever. Barking and frisking about, causing excessive annoyance in our dignified class-meetings, was a small skye terrier. It tMNIS om I is still in the possession of ’95, although for a while it had acquired the habit of running at the heels of’96. It is capricious, sometimes playing and romping with the most trivial objects, such as a chemical lecture or a society reci-

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?t i a i »K. i (h $ t s Baltimore from a little log cabin set down in the middle of a cotton field in one of our Southern states. Here, while wintry blasts coursed freely through the room, she sat in hood and mittens, by a window, guiltless of glass, laboriously picking out her A, B. C's. Lex is her name, and her motto reads, “ Est meum officium.” For the sake of her class, she was even led, in trying to live up to this, to most effectually silence the Dean, on one occasion, by a sharp speech, which surprised him and the students alike. Though a worker in the slums of the city, she is careful to inform all that she does it not from charity and love of her fellow-man, but from sociological reasons. Altogether the specimen is a curious one, and attracts many observers, none of whom are fully able to satisfy their curiosity, for adaman- tine rocks yield more readily to persuasion than does this daughter of Scotland and Erin’s isle. Floating on the streams about Baltimore at this time there came to our notice a specimen of Lilia Philadelphi- ensis, which invites the attention of all naturalists. This plant thrives only in the water, and a gutter or slimy pool causes it to flourish like a green bay tree. News- boys and dogs take special delight in seeking out this flower. It “perishes” in a snow storm, and brine is its special element. One always present to our senses was the reporter of our college Joys and sorrows. THE REPORTER. THE FIRST DAY. A maiden slim. A coaxing look. A fetching grin, A small note-book. With rapid strokes Her pen docs flee. In sanguine hopes They'll send a V. THE SECOND DAY. A maiden slim. A savage look. She tears her hair. She (lings her book. For where's her V. She isn’t in it. That news, you sec. They did not print it. One who pesters us equally as much, is a tall, dark, aesthetic-looking creature, who, like Sara of Bible fame, is a princess in appearance as well as in name. But, alas, 25