Kalamazoo College - Boiling Pot Yearbook (Kalamazoo, MI)

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SENIOR CLASS. Uuluri.-Nile green and Hunter's green. 5l'IIUiin.4Ergatai anepaischuntoi. fljfll.-Razzle, dazzle! Hooolo, gooblef Ra, ra, fix! Kalamazoo ! Kalamazoo ! Nz'1zczj1-six! Qffirzrs. b President, H. C. JACKSON. Secretary, Miss ISABELLA BENNETT. Vice President, Miss PAULINE LATOURETTE. Treasurer, Miss FANNIE BARRETT. Qllaas gap Hnnnra. President of Day, H. C. JACKSON. G. V. PIXLEY, . V Class Prophesy, Salutatory, Miss ISABELLA BENNETT. S. J. l'lALL. Oration, E. E. DE XFOE. Class Song, Miss PAULINE LATOURETTE. Class History, M. J. NEWELL. Charge to Undergraduates, A. J. HUTCHINS. Class Poem E. JENKS. Fannie E. Barrett, B. S., Kalamazoo Albert Ernest jenks, B. S., Kalamazoo Isabella Grace Bennett, A. B., Kalamazoo Pauline LaTourette, B. S., Fenton Frank Eugene DeYoe, Ph. B., Richland Walter David McVVilliarns, A. B., Rives Junction James Butler FOX, Ph. B., Seattle, VVash. Marquis joseph Newell, A .B., Richland Samuel Jasper Hall, A. B., Meade George Vail Pixley, A. B., Lennon Almon I. Hutchins, A. B., Paw Paw Francis Burt Sinclair, A. B., Climax Herbert Clair jackson, Ph. B., Kalamazoo Edward Lewis Yaple, B. S., Mendon

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l.. 'Ji L . G X- it ,. i.. .. a , 2 ,f i 1 2 W f i . V 1, , 1 VZ, ,- , li '.!lli,,'i?l,lS l Y, il l I l fl ffl ,, y I l K ii' f lillylfl'll,illl Q 'ill .Ulf l f i ' ligliilri lyl f' L' it ,ff ' illl' l ll' 1 1 'dv X l...a .f Z.f u of l 'J ffea d lff fz fi l N . ll' HISTORY OF TI-IE SENIOR CLASS. HE Seniors had been having one of those jolly class meetings for which they are famous, and the boys were straggling back tothe dormitory from the various homes ofthe youngladies, One of them appeared to be in a revery. Forgetting to lock his door he sat down in the darkness to dream of the past. The scenes of four years were rapidly shadowed on the sensitive plate of his brain, but little did he imagine that another sensitive plate was making a permanent record of the same pictures in a form that everyone -could see. Long he sat there with his recollections while our Cathode artist, who had stolen in unawares, stood behind him reeling off the yards of sensitive paper on which his visions were faithfully recorded. A At last the paper gave out and the artist stole away just in time to escape detection from the dreamer who awoke to find that it was long after midnight. It would be impossible to give more than a brief sketch of the wonderful panorama secured in this surreptitious manner, but in a few words we will try to describe some of the visions that floated before this senior's mind. The first picture is a group of verdent freshmen in a back yard on Carmel street. The boys of the class appear in full baseball armor, and their stern and per- spiring faces show that a fierce battle has just been fought. Gallantly have they borne themselves in the fray, but the sophomore regulars were too much for such raw recruits. Ah mel Little do these rash and inexperienced youths dream that before the year ends many of them will be defeated and mortally wounded by the arrows of the youngest of the gods. The girls of the class are present to reward their champions, and the boys soon drown their chagrin in sweet smiles and juicy watermelons. The next scene is at a house on Main street. Behold twenty-two freshies seated on the floor around a big basket of peanuts. The lights burn low and the pale, scared faces of the innocent young students tell of the wierd and frightful stories that are being related. Already the verdancy has begun to disappear. There is one who tries to be dignified and gallant but only succeeds in making doubly conspicuous his real bash- fulness. l-le is destined ere long to develop into the great politician of the college. The deliberate move- ments of his neighbor unmistakably point out the future dignified orator and preacher. The girls are all fresh and beautiful and it is easy to see what a tumult they are already stirring up in the hearts of these inexperienced and defenseless youths. But bashful- ness wins the day, for at the close of the scene all that