Johns Hopkins University - Hullabaloo Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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Green, the genial and conversant postmaster, to the smiling and rosy- cheeked Christian youth of Levering Hall. We soon became friendly towards jim and Billy Stewart, but the haughty Scott Gosnell was colder and 1nore reserved. He ills me with awe to this very day. W'e had no trouble in learning to know each other, and our class meetings were models of parliamentary form and well-regulated councils. That is, they seem so now. Possibly our recollection of them is softened by a kindly historical perspective. Alfred Randolph was our first President, J. F. Mitchell, Geo. Carey and Sam Smith our Vice-President, Secretary and Treasurer respectively. Their administration was brilliant and successful, in that Randolph rapped with a small piece of broken furniture on a desk exceedingly gracefully, Mitchell sat still and looked pretty, Carey wrote some minutes of great moment for a few minutes, or rather moments, in a blank book and then lost the book, while Smith, as far as we know, did not embezzle any public funds. QN. B.-There were no funds to embezzlej That fall, our foot-ball team began that series of splendid victories which has made Ninety-one for three years the Champions of the University. We can proudly boast that we have never lost a game in three years. The class of ZVf1zezfy challenged our team of E!crff1z,', and yet we beat them ! Do you remember how Mat Brown made that touchdown, and how Eighty-nine wouldn't play us after this game? We took part with great pride in the procession on the twenty- second of February, and waved our scarlet and black ribbons and shouted ourselves hoarse. Soon, alas too soon, came the awful ordeal of the Final Exams. after which we separated for the summer vacation. Thus our Freshman year passed quickly and pleasantly by. 22

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And so I cannot help thinking what great pleasure it will be to us in future years, when one of us will meet another. to sit down together and begin : Do you remember that day we put Cotton on the roof? Hai Ha? Yes. And that time in Logic class when Dr. Iimmott - And the day we beat Ninety-two I And our banquet Z And so forth and so on. Therefore, my aim in this brief sketch will be, not so much to write a history of our class, as to recall a few vivid incidents in our college career:- the revivifying of a few drastic salient points, as Dr. Bright would say in his Early English voice, or, as our gentle Dean would put it, To present several presentative-representive presenta- tions. II. YVe had a great deal to learn during our first year at the University besides our regular course of study. For instance, it was some time before we learnt how to excuse our unavoidable absences from class in the most plausible manner, when it was best to say dentist, when out of town, and when important engagement. XVe also found that it was quite difficult to acquire tl1e art of ,opening another fellow's tightly-fastened locker, neatly and in a modest and inoffensive way. Then we had to become acquainted with our professors, and learn to approach and converse even with Mr. Ball, without an inward quaking, and a feeling that he was thinking to himself, This fellow got a three on his last History Examination. We also had to get on good terms with the various janitors and sub-ollicials of the University, from Mr. Zl

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III. When we gathered together again in the fall of 1889, we realized our great importance as juniors nmch more strongly. llon't you recall how patronizing and superior you felt when some green and timid Ninety-two man came up and said to you : XVill you please, sir, show me the way to the Historical Library? or Please, sir, can you tcll mc where room nine is? Our ollicers for this year were: Randolph, again President, C. F. Painter, Vice-Presidcntg George Carey, re-elected Secretary, and W, S. Symington, jr., Treasurer. We adopted ascarlet and black class cap, and the fellows wore them for quite a while, but lately they have rather fallen into disuse. Again this fall we played Ninety at foot-ball. The result was what might have been expected. Score 16-o. Oh, boys, do you remember Jo-jo's expression when he made his mighty tackle, and how Slick trotted coyly off to make his onliest phantom touchdown. That was a great game and no mistake! Soon after this, that poor, pathetic, helpless Athletic Association became so sorely in need of funds that it was evident that something must be done. So some enterprising members of our class put their heads together and origi- nated the idea of those Miustrels, which were such a dazzling success last year. The ,notion sprang from the- class of Ninety-one, members of that class did most of the work, and to Ninety-one may be fairly said to belong the credit of the very successful performance. Weren't four out of the six end men, Ninety-one men ?i Weren't all the directors Ninety-one men? And wasn't Cotton, with his chicken-pie and his Kangaroo Dance, the star of the Troupe ? We also took our full part in the dances at the Gymnasium, on the various teams and nines, on the Glee and Banjo Clubs, and in this way we studied, played, laughed, quarreled, worked and lived our junior year away. 23