Hobart College - Echo of the Seneca Yearbook (Geneva, NY)

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SUMOR CLASS

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FIRST TERM John Edward Thompson, ------- John T. Howarth, ------ Vice- Frank Frohlich, -------- Merritt C. Rogers, ------- Gardiner Van Vorst Littell, ----- SECOND TERM Gardiner Van Vorst Littell, ------ Hugh Milliken McWhorter. ----- Vice Samuel George Weir ------- Merritt Cole Rogers. ------- Howard Rollin' Patch, ------- Gardiner V. V. Littell. ------- President -President Secretary Treasurer Historian President -President Secretary Treasurer Poet Historian

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Sweetest in life are the memories of young manhood; the atmosphere clinging about our youth is bright with an unexcelled radiance. To the college man who is just closing the volume which includes that part of his life, and who turns, boyishly bewildered perhaps, but seriously to meet the sterner actualities of life, it means a grave change to relinquish for always his college days. He is happy indeed who looks back upon these days well spent and upon work well done. The class of nineteen hundred and ten in passing from the venerable walls may well smile with pleasure at its recollections. “The largest and best class yet,” said the Dean four years ago, and lie hasn't had reason to alter his remark. From the first rush to the flour scrap, to the Junior Prom, to the last gathering on the campus, boys, we have stuck together as has no class in the history of the college. To this others ascribe our phenomenal successes, our rushes, our feeds, our teams, our government of the college as Seniors all this, thev explain, has not been paralleled for we have been most fortunate in keeping our men.” But here is the truth of the matter. 'Die men in our class have come track because of the excep- tional college spirit which inspires them all. and that is the thing to which all the rest is due and of which we arc justly proud. And this college spirit, or to put it less tritely and more sincerely, this love of Hobart is what prompts us all in parting to look back fondly and wish our Alma Mater well. The chime of the clock tells the passing of our day, but nineteen ten will never forget. Historian, '10. 3'