Lowell Technological Institute - Pickout Yearbook (Lowell, MA)

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THE PIGKOUT 10 24 Sophomore Days: When we returned in the fall we felt, that we had certainly earned our new and higher position of esteem among our fellow students. This year it was our turn to do the honors, and we certainly made ourselves awe-inspiring and overwhelming Sophomores. We opened wide the doors of L. T. S. for the Freshmen and gave them the best possible welcome to this, their Alma Mater. They appeared to be an extraordinarily, green group of individuals, so we took upon ourselves the task of conducting them about Lowell, as they should be conducted. We gave our orders quickly, and soon they stood before us arrayed in their small caps and with their wide webbs and full-f ashioned hosiery in full view. After a couple of turns around the courtyard we took them to Merrimack Square, without trouble or in- terruption of any kind. A few weeks later a battle royal took place between the Frosh and members of our far-famed class. One dark night they conceived the idea of capturing our president and inflicting some sort of punishment upon him, but their little plan was intercepted, and we met them hand-to-hand in the open field opposite the school. They were quickly subdued and in the process many of their number were horribly maimed and disfigured. The interclass football games next claimed our attention, and here again we upheld our prestige as warriors bold. Time and time again our men plunged through the Freshman line for touchdowns and when the final whistle had blown we were the victors by a score of 4-t-O. We were not given an opportunity to meet any of the other classes upon the gridiron, so we rightfully claimed the cham- pionship of the school. Kewpie Hall was deprived of a few valuable teeth in that particular game, so the personal appearance of our team was somewhat marred. As the days grew shorter, and the leaves began to fall from the trees, our fellows settled down to real work. Eight-weekers were a new experience to be sure, but we did very well in all of them, and our morale was greatly strengthened. It was now that we realized that Steam, T. C. and D. and the rest of the dreaded Sophomore subjects were not the awful ordeals that the upper classmen had told us about. Billeted, the 1922 Textile Show, was presented at the Colonial Theatre on the evening of February 21. We were well represented in this production and the following of our classmates participated: Hardie, Rollins, Brigham, Feldstein and Flagg. By this time we had chosen our class officers for the year. Rollins was chosen president; Lewis, vice-president; Rivers, secretary; and Brigham, representative to the Executive Council. Soon we were again exposed to the terrors of mid-years, but they passed quietly, and we came through unscathed. 25

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THE PICKOUT 1924 of men who will be a distinct credit to the school in the days ahead. This was in- deed nattering, but it gave us added courage and inspiration. Our first act of hostility against the oppressors was conducted under the shades of night. Upon Textile Rock, a large stone which juts up from the middle of the river bed below the bridge, had been painted the numerals 1923, intended to perpetuate the fame of that illustrious class. One morning it was discovered that the last digit of the number had been changed to a 4. The rock was now dedicated to the fame of 1924. Several times the digit was changed back to a 3, but only to be altered again within twenty -four hours. Affairs reached a crisis when a daring Soph was waylaid in the river bed one night and punished for his audacity. The result was the rise of the terrible Thirteen Club within the Sophomore class. The first act of this mysterious organization was to parade several Freshmen down Merrimack Street one evening, clad in pink pajamas. The worst sufferer that night, however, was the City of Lowell, as the city hall was sold by the victims for fifteen dollars. It was now apparent to us that there had been enough of this secret, under- handed warfare, so we set about to show our superiority in an open and conclusive manner. At Textile Night we carried off all of the class honors, although the Sophs succeeded in defeating us at basketball. The inter-class football series was our next opportunity to make ourselves known. Already we had defeated the Sophs and under the guidance of Jeff Moore we had tied the Seniors. On December 13, we met the Seniors again in a game that made us champions. By this time we had chosen our class officers for the year. Phil Brown was elected president; Charlie Field, vice-president; Jeff Moore, secretary; and Al Mitchell, representative to the Executive Council. Due to their able super- vision the class banquet was put over under the very noses of the Sophs. It was held December 17, in Grafton Hall, and will long be remembered. Flaggie was the toastmaster, and the class prophecy was given by Rollins. Mr. Winkfield was one of our honored speakers. The banquet was followed by a triumphal pro- cession to Merrimack Square where we disbanded. Soon the dreaded midyears descended relentlessly upon us and, like many another plague, claimed many of our number. The majority of us survived, how- ever, and our first term was over. In the early part of our second term the annual Textile Show took place, and many of our number had leading roles. These men were Ham Brigham, Kew- pie Hall, Jim Savery, Ev Skinner, Flaggie, and Newt Hardie. On Upstream Day we won the tug-of-war which proved to be our last contest with the Sophs. Newt Hardie was injured in one of the contests, but was right on the job again before the day was over. We hit the final exams with a bang and ended our first year in a glorious manner. 24

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THE PICKOUT 1924 It was during this year that the annual musical comedy was inaugurated at Textile, and it was through the devoted and untiring effort of Mr. Winkfield that such a production was made possible. The show was a huge success, and exceeded the expectations of the producers in every way. Our members participating were Brigham, Hall, Miller, Flagg, Donovan, Wilcox, Dunnican, Hardie, Othote, and McKinley. The year was soon over, and we parted to take up our various summer occu- pations. Junior Days: In the fall we returned to renew our activities with increased vigor. Although our class had dwindled down to one-half its original size, because of our manufac- turers automatically becoming Seniors, we were well represented in all school activities. Our men contributing to the success of the varsity football team were Mitchell, Olsen, Brigham, Villa, Thorn, and Smith, while Brigham and Donovan upheld our name in swimming. Donovan was made captain and manager of this sport, and did much to give it a good start at Textile. F ' rinstance was the musical comedy presented this year, and was written by Edwin Fowle, one of our classmates. Mid-years came and went, and when finals were over we realized that we had but one more year of college to look forward to. Senior Days: We gathered this fall with many new members from the manufacturing courses and so far this has been our brightest and best year at Textile. With Olson as foot- ball captain, Booth as manager, and Smith, McKinstry, Brigham, and Wood other members of the team, we completed a very successful season. Midyears have just passed; and, as usual, our class has upheld its reputa- tion. We are looking with far-seeing eyes into the future and are making plans for our careers which will distinguish us as men of Textile. Ellis Judson Gordon In the following department are included not only Seniors but also those special- course men who are making this their fined year at Textile. An authentic list of the Seniors may be found at the end of the biographies.