Kentucky Military Institute - Saber Yearbook (Lyndon, KY)

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My Lie

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Saturday, May Sunday, May Monday, May Tuesday, May Wednesday, May Thursday, May Friday, May Saturday, May Sunday, May Monday, May Tuesday, May Wednesday, May Thursday, May Friday, May Saturday, May Sunday, May Monday, May Tuesday, May Wednesday, May Thursday, May Friday, May Saturday, May Sunday, May Monday, Iune Tuesday, Iune -Gloom, gloom everywhere-several have flunked. 29- -The Track Team participated in the State Track Meet in Lexington, Getschow, G. won the 440-yard dash. -Several of the boys went to Louisville to see The Great Ziegfeldf' Hot day! Large beat list! No newsl The cadets won a track meet from Fairdale. 12- -Ed Snyder and Captain Davis lost their tempers in English V Class. -Sling shots were used to mutilate windows during the third period. Who did it? Captain and Mrs. Wilson announced the birth of a baby girl, Betty Stewart. Captain Wilson was unable to meet his classes, but was doing as well as could be expected. -What's this? The Baseball Boys won a game from Male High School, 8 to 7. -Lefkowich went A.W.O.L. again. -Urbas also took French leave. - Tour triumphantly returned. -Extra! The Golf Team won from St. Xavier, 15112 to Zlfz. - K Club initiation was held after Taps 21- Anchorage led in the State High School Golf Championship at Owl Creek Country Club today. Anchorage won it, but Burkholder, '37, was low score man. -Final Exams began. -Albright, Getschow, G., and Pearson, S., learned to run the steam roller after Taps. -No monkey business tonight-another exam. tomorrow. -The Fowler Hall boys piled Wingert. -The faculty continued their persecution. Algebra faculty universally discussed. Major Gregg acted as toastmaster for the Senior dinner at the Kentucky Hotel. Bishop U. V. L. Darlington, father of Cadet Iulian Darlington, preached the baccalaureate sermon. Who would ever have believed it? Iohnny Harnp and his orchestra played for the Commencement Ball. On voit mourir et renaitre les roses, il n'en est pas ainsi de nos beaux joursf'-Charleval. lzicri 5. . Page One Hundred and Twenty-two THE NINETEEN THIRTY-SIX SABER

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we were still perplexed, for did not all of them promise to make any boy into a regular he-man. Father was about to give up when one bright summer day Capt. Robert Winchell Keene called on us. We saw him coming up the walk, and he was so handsome that my mother and sister were immediately prejudiced in his favor. Coming boisterously into the room, he said, How're you, Mr. Entwhistle? Had breakfast yet? I'm awfully hungry. Father assured him that we had, but that we'd be glad to have the cook prepare something for him. Fine! replied the Captain, And if you have any country harn, don't forget to include a couple of slices. The Captain didn't talk much during the meal, but after breakfast he made up for lost time. He told my father that K. M. I. didn't ordinarily take boys unless their grades averaged 85, but that he would see what he could do. fMy grades only averaged 70.1 He then described the school. He said that if he could get my application accepted, he would see that I got an outside room facing the area, he also promised that he would take me boat riding every afternoon on the K. M. I. Lake. What about the regulations? Dad asked. Do they go to bed early? Oh, yes, the Captain answered enthusiastically, of course, practically every boy lives with a faculty officer who does most of his work, and I never saw a K. M. I. boy out of bed after eight o'clock. Father was much impressed, but I didn't care so much for the idea of going to a school where you had to go to bed at eight o'clock and said so. Capt. Keene winked at Dad and said to me, Let's you and I go down town and eat a couple of gallons of ice cream. I liked this idea, and we went. On the way down, Bob the said that he was affectionately called Bob by the cadetsl said that he was just kidding Father. He said that you seldom saw a faculty officer, and that they would never bother you if you left them alone. Do they have hard examinations? I asked. Naw, we don't even call 'em exams, they're called tests, and nobody takes 'em seriously: in fact, most of the kids go into town to a dance or a show the night before a test. Well, when do they sleep? Sleep? Oh, that's done after lunch every day and in classes. The P.M.S. and T. occa- sionally has fifteen or twenty minutes of drill, but not often, and it doesn't amount to anything when he doesg and if you don't want to go, he'll always excuse you. I was sold, and after I had paid for the ice cream, we went home and father signed up. Last September I entered K. M. I., and my troubles began. EPISODE II One beautiful dark night, Norm Smith and I decided to go A.W.O.L. As we were passing Ormsby Hall, Major Hodgin, in that cool and dignified manner which characterizes a high-class com- mandant, challenged us. Who goes there? he asked. I was scared speechless, but Smith with his ever-ready presence of mind replied, It is we, sir. Major, thinking it was one of the English teachers, started to return to the building, but on second thought said, Who's we? Ex-corporal Smith and Private Entwhistlef' responded my accomplice before I had time to think. Where are you going? Sir, answered Smith, I cannot tell a lie. We are going A.W.O.L. Major deliberated for a moment and then said, Boys, l've a notion to go with you. You could have knocked me over with a feather, but I controlled myself. Flashing my light in his face, I ventured, Is there anything wrong at home, Major? Yes, there is, he replied with feeling. There certainly isl Ann has been crying since seven o'clock, and Mrs. Hodgin has put us both down stairs and won't let us come up until Ann is quiet. l have been walking the floor with her for three hours, and, boys, I can't stand it a minute longer. I can't, I tell you, I can't! And I'm going to run away with you. Now, now, Major, I said, You can't do that. It's unmanly, and as Aesop said two thousand years ago, 'Things are never so bad that they can't be worse ' tMajor Gregg had taught me that axiom in Trig class, and I was sure glad he hadl, Now, the thing for you to do is to stay here THE NINETEEN THIRTY-SIX SABER