Kenyon College - Reveille Yearbook (Gambier, OH)

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1912 CLASS OFFICERS Lawrence Kinsman McCafferty..............................................President James Dempsey Cook.................................................Vice President .................................................Secretary Walter Hatlicral Coolidge..............................................Treasurer ..............................................Historian William Archibald Thomas............................................Toastmaster CLASS COLORS CLASS YELL Red and Blue Hika. Kenyon. Red and Blue One, Nine, One, Two CLASS SONG Words By Canon Watson. Tune—Yale “Bola O come lei us sing lo Nineteen-Twelve. Lei u sing, let us sing all merrily; lor wc an- the class of Nineteen-Twelve, We will sing of our immortality. Last year wc dug. next year we’ll delve. But neither one know we: I'or the only year is Nineteen-Twelve We have learned in Uni .ersal I lislory. Chorus While the college chimes are ringing And the college men are singing. Kenyon binds us ail together In the class of Nineteen-Twelve. O step the clock on Cambier Mill. Make it one eternal evening and a day: Cn Cambier Mill let the sun stand still To watch the sturdy football heroes play. We’ll stop the clock on Cambier Mill. And here we'll ever s'ay. While the moon stands »r II on Cambier Mill I o hear the screnadeis far away. Chorus We'll know no year but Nineteen-Twelve. So the time to come no terror for us hath: And all our calendars we'll shelve- O tell it not in Cara nor in Calh! Our calendars we’ll neatly shelve. In spile of old I imr’s wrath. :d we ll know no year but Ninrlrrn-Twelve, And we'll sing forever on the Middle Path. Chorus rs.-iv- . -v w : c.- Ticciifv-iiiiie

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 FI of the Class of 1912 came to Kenyon in a glorious year. In athletics and in scholarship Kenyon was leading. The spirit of Kenyon came upon us and we began to love the Old Hill, its traditions, its associations, all that our Alma Mater stands for. Early our mother gave us her best ideals. We were proud to be Kenyon men. The first three years of our college life were full of noveltyjuid were marked by our growth and achievement. There was little that we could do for Kenyon in our Freshman year, except to be good freshmen. We took our hazing like men and experienced more fun in being hazed than in hazing. We learned our duty to our college and our duty toward ourselves. We came through that year a united class, never to be divided. Our Sophomore and Junior years found us stepping into places left vacant by the great men who had pro- ceeded us. At first we somewhat doubted our capacity to bear the burdens they had handed down to us, but success gave us confidence. We found ourselves and our abilities. And now we are seniors. A few days and our college life will be behind us and we will be enrolled among the Alumni. We are ambitious to take our places in the business world, but we are sorry to leave all that has made life so dear. We are not afraid of life's approaching burdens, but we regret our passing freedom. We have given much of our thought and energy to Kenyon, but she has returned to us a hundred fold. We have incurred a debt that we can never pay. The Faculty have given us of their wisdom, patience and kindness. The frank intercourse with our fellows has laid bare our faults and discovered our talents. The peculiar spirit of Kenyon, generous, cultured, honorable, envelops us as we leave the portals of our Alma Mater. How proud we arc to be Kenyon men.