Lebanon Valley College - Quittapahilla Yearbook (Annville, PA)

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Benedicts and that he had settled down to a sober and industrious life at farming. Haines too did not answer the call. On inquiry we found that he had become an ardent admirer of the profession of Ichabod Crane. Rumor has it that he is quite an efficient schoolmaster. The class of Ninety-Nine has always been recognized en account of its hard workers. How we dug and dug at the course until we arrived at the present Senior year, then we advanced still farther, for we began to dig into the interior of the earth where the mysteries of creation were re- vealed to us. At times however we returned to the crust of the earth and tried to master electricity and magnetism and sometimes we would even soar awaj ' off to the fierj ' sun and silent moon to learn of their stored away mysteries, — mysteries yet to be revealed, perhaps by some of our astronomers. It would be unfair to our girls were I to neglect to mention of their high social qualities. I dare say the courtesy of the whole student body is theirs. They have lighted and livened many of our social events, one of which certainly must be recorded in this history ; it was known as the Conversational. At this event the class had the honor of the presence of Dr. and Mrs. Roop and Miss Wolfe. One of the many distinctive fea- tures of the occasion were the toasts responded to by each and every mem- ber of the class. The whole event is well worthy to be recorded on these pages, as one full of life and good fellowship. Casting another glance backward we see that the last three years have not only been a time of growth for us as a class, but for the whole col- lege. While we numbered six when we entered, the present Freshman class is considerably larger. It is also gratifying to know that measures are being taken and improvements are under way which are fully com- mensurate with this growth. Twenty-three Seniors are about to leave the college family and become children of an Alma Mater. We have reached the cross roads of life and are now trying to read the weather beaten sign -post that points out to each one of us a separate pathway. We have often dreamed of these ways, but now the coming years with their varied experiences will teach us their realities. When that time comes how fondly we will look back to the happy days at Lebanon Valley. Happy because free from care. We depart from her halls feeling that the years spent under her care will always prove a living spot when scores of winters have whitened the locks of the Seniors of the class of Ninety- Nine. In the name of my classmates I now bid you adieu. — Historian. 19

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Mfetor of Senior 01 55. m HE task alloted to the Historian of the Senior class is difficult. About to leave the portals of his college home he sees that the great world has dawned upon him. Go out and meet the world he must. Why shou.ld he be compelled to glance backward ? To leave the scenes of a calm and placid existence, whatever joys the future may have in store, is but sorrow. The class of Ninety-Nine has always looked forward to the time that should herald its departure from the college halls. The Senior year seemed so distant at first and yet how short the time, how quickly at least has a semblance of order been secured out of the chaotic, material of the childish natures we brought with us. How diiferently we see things around us now. What possibilities and promises of a deeper and more expanded life our years at college have given us, truly we will never meet another period as were these 3 ' ears spent at Lebanon Valley, — years so short, so free from care, yet so fruitful and so vital. The call is loud and we will answer. We will recall the times of our Freshmen and Sophomore days. Oh ! what great boys and girls many of us had been before that time ! some of us had been principals of schools : some had been graduates ; some by the elegance of their declamation had delighted large assemblies ; some had made Sunday-school speeches ; some had sung in the home choir; while others, both handsome and pretty, had taken great pleasure in wooing and being wooed. But the world knew not our greatness and we all alike had to be humbled. To work up this heterogeneous mass into something like a homogenity required some time, as you can think. That the task was accomplished the present roll of the class clearly proves. As an evidence of our college spirit, in our Junior year we pub- lished Vol. I, No. I, of the Bizarre. Not desirous of boasting we will allow the demand and praise received from the Alunmi and friends to testify to the ardor and merit of the book, — it marks an epoch in the on- ward movement of our institution. We returned from our homes last fall and found ourselves Seniors. When we called the roll we found that Rudy did not respond to his name. Subsequently we learned that he had augmented himself by joining the 18

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Ci $s of 1900. Colors — I.avendfr and White. MoiTO — Pn ain qui )neniit ferat. YeIvL — Rick-a-rack, rick-a-rack, rip rah roh ! Kaz-a-kah, Kaz-a-kah, hoh hip hoh ! Hip-hur-rah, hip-hur-rah, rhi rah rhi I Nineteen Hundred, L. V. C. ! I 1 Organisation. (Sprtng Term.) President Oken G. Myeks. Vice-President, Clyde J. Saylor. Recording Secretary, Enid Daniel. Corresponding Secretary, Adam Wier. Treasurer, . . . . C. Madie BurTner. 20